Rememberance
Written September 15, 1999
Disclaimer: 'Angel' sadly belongs to Joss 'Da Man' Whedon, Mutant Enemy (Grrrr. Rrrugh!), and the WB network. I'm writing this story out of pleasure not pain, so please don't sue.
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Rating: PG-13
Content: Nice. Sorry, folks! I like the gentle Angel better than the aggressive one.
Summary: Angel remembers what it was like to make love to Buffy for the first and last time. Please grab a tissue, quick!
Character: Just Angel again. Sorry!
Journal,
Sept. 8, 1999
I know it has been seven days, since I last written in the journal, but I just decided to write about something that I could only write about. It's dark outside and I should be helping Cordelia downstairs with some new crisis she has, but I wanted to be alone for a while.
My attention draws me back to a time, when I could actually say I was happy. Memories cloud my mind and I don't know why. I guess it's happening because of Buffy and I's third anniversary. I recall the ambush we suffered at the hands of Spike and Drusilla. Buffy was knocked into the water at the docks and I dove in to save her. The dark depths seemed to be dragging me further down, but I found Buffy and brought her back to the surface.
I was angry, first they tried to kill Buffy with a severed arm for her 17th birthday, and then they tried to drown her. I was pissed off. I wanted nothing more than to torture Drusilla and Spike for their trifling ways. I tried not to show my anger to Buffy, fearing that she would be scared of me. It would be hell to pay for what they have done!
We walked under the streets hoping that none of Spike's crew would follow us. The tunnel back to my place seemed to go on for hours and hours. It was dark and cold, and Buffy was shivering. I told her that everything would be all right and not to worry. But, Buffy had to worry. I don't remember exactly what happened after that but I know we sat on the bed talking. I tried telling her that we shouldn't go any further with…I made a mistake that I would regret for the rest of my undead life.
I remember taking off her wet clothes and sprawling them out all over the floor. It was the first time for her, maybe even for me. I kissed her softly on the lips, she took mine, almost devouring them. I didn't want to stop then. My hands roamed places on Buffy's body, I only wished to touch in my dreams. Her heart raced, but it was fluttering like a drum.
She lay back on my bed, anticipating my every move. I can see the passion burning deep in her eyes, as I entered her body for the first and last time. I hear Buffy shout out my name. I lay there, beside her and drifted off to sleep. I dreamt about my lover, how she felt in my arms as I felt her heart beating strongly against me. I remember everything about her and still I feel so unfulfilled.
I don't know if it is because I long for Buffy deep inside or I try to reflect on the past. All I know is that whatever it may be she'll always give me something to remember…her.
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