Title: Passion
Author: Roxy
Spoilers: No Spoilers, stuff from old seasons like season 2 and 3
Disclaimer: I don't own any characters. "Buffy The Vampire Slayer" Belongs to UPN, and Joss Whendon.
Summary: B/A. F/T (Yes. there is f/f slash in this. God forgive me for putting Faith and Tara together! But believe me when I say you'll be at the edge of your seat just thinking about Angel and Buffy! Just read. cause I suck at summaries and reviews are requested. This is my first Buffy FanFiction.) There is a English spell that is translated into rough Italian.
Rating: PG-13 (Violence and Profanity,)
A/N: Reviews always help me write faster! :D
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You think you know. What's to come. What you are. You haven't even begun.
*~~~*
Buffy moaned slightly tossing and turning in her bed, sweating and twisting the sheets around her ankles. Images flashed through her mind as she dreams.
Angel sits at Buffy's side he looks down at her they touch fingertips briefly before intertwining their fingers and clasping their hands together.
They face each other bodies intertwined now, She sits on his lap. They kiss each other passionately as he runs his fingers down her body caressing her gently. Angel's chest is bared as Buffy takes his shirt it off him. Angel does the same for her being careful to not tangle her within the clothing, He lies her down, and she bounces slightly when her head hits the pillow, and then he lies on top of her.
They make passionate love. Angel tenderly kisses Buffy's neck and slides his hand up her outstretched arm, and yet she still drops the ring onto the floor. They look at each other for a while.
"I'm sorry." Buffy says to him.
"Me too." Angel replied putting his game face on, and then biting her savagely.
"Angel." She calls weakly as she pulls out her stake dusting him, and then her eyes close.
Buffy sat up quickly out of breath. She felt her neck quickly to check for any bite marks, there were none, and she sighed relieved getting up out of her bed and looking out the window. The dreams were coming increasingly each night, and she couldn't stand much more of it. She had to see Angel. She walked up to his mansion not caring about the rain outside or the fact that she was still in her nightgown.
Buffy shivered as she knocked on the mansion's door. Angel opened the door seeing Buffy there he looked down on her, "Oh. God Buffy!" He stated more like a comment then anything else as he brought her in. Angel sat her onto the couch as he got a blanket and wrapped it around her.
She looks at him her eyes going through him, "Thanks."
"Anytime. Are you feeling alright?" He looks at her with concern.
Buffy warmed by the fire, "I had a dream. You were in it."
Angel remembers what her dreams were like. She continues, "It was so real." Tears came to Buffy's eyes, he hold her close not caring if he doesn't know what it was about.
She gulps, missing his scent, she now gets a taste of it as he holds her tightly, but she still backs away, "I can't do this." She tells Angel.
"You're right. " Angel nodded thinking of what had happened last time.
"It's not that I don't want to. I wanna be near you."
"And I near you." He replied somberly.
"We've been over this a million times and back again." Buffy sighed as Angel looked down, she continued gulping slightly, and looking him in the eyes, "I. I. shouldn't have come. I just. I just." She can't finish her sentence.
Angel stood up walking to Buffy, if this was all it could be he wouldn't fool her, "Thanks for coming. Keep the blanket."
Buffy tears threatened to spill as she clung the blanket more towards her it too had his scent, "Don't say that Angel. Please don't.."
Angel touched her cheek softly, and a chill ran through her body goosebumps now appearing over her skin. Angel looked at her, "Look, You can't go out there. At least stay and dry up." Buffy merely nodded.
The vampire helped her over to the couch, "Anything you want? Soup? Sleep?"
Buffy is uneasy at his touch, and thinks to herself all I want is you, but of course she doesn't tell him this, "No. I'm fine."
"You sure?"
"Well maybe just sleep." Buffy said to him.
Angel nodded taking her up into his arms and carrying her to his bed. Buffy jumped slightly when she hit his bed, the memories flashing through her head. Angel flinches slightly at her jump.
"You'll stay?" Buffy asked looking at him.
"Forever, That's the whole point. I'll never leave, not even if you kill me."
Buffy trembled slightly stuttering, "I. I."
"What?" Angel touched her hand.
"I love you. I try not to, but I can't stop." Buffy flinches. Angel takes her hand to where his heart might be beating if he was alive, "Love is eternal, it's not something that just comes and goes."
Buffy shed a tear, "But It can never be. Like always. It can never be."
"It can. It will." Angel looked at her, "It has to."
"How. I mean I love you and you love me. but we can never love each other fully. I'll grow old. and you'll stay young."
"I don't care." He tells her.
"I wish I didn't care like you Angel. but I have to," Buffy told him.
"Not you don't" Angel pleaded with her, "Love has no age."
"I'm not even talking about the age!"
"I know," Angel nodded, "Lay down, you need rest."
Buffy merely shook her head, "I need to go." She said standing up, Angel followed her standing up as well. Then she turned around, "I love you so much. and I tried to make you go away. I killed you and it didn't help, and I hate it! I hate that it's so hard. and that you can hurt me so much."
"And I. I just wish it would all stop." Buffy trembled again.
"I don't. I love you. I always will."
Buffy looked at Angel, "I wish I could hate you." She said softly, "But I can't, and I wished that I wished you were dead, but I couldn't do that either. Because everytime I think I'm getting over you. or getting better there you are. and my heart just beats quicker around you, and I don't know what to do anymore, because I came here tonight to see you, and that hurts the both of us."
"It doesn't hurt me."
Buffy looked up, "What does it do to you?"
"It soothes me."
Buffy laughed being sarcastic, "Great, I'm now like Aloe Vera."
"No. I mean. It makes me happy."
Buffy smiles softly at Angel, "It makes me happy to see you, all the time, but It does hurt me. I know we can't do everything everyone else can."
"It doesn't matter" He fought.
"But Angel," Buffy sighed, "It does to me. There are just things I want, and even thought I want them. I'll never have them, and it doesn't matter because, I'd give everything up just to be with you."
"Then be with me."
Buffy paused for a moment, "Close your eyes."
"Buffy." Angel protested.
"Shh." Buffy told him as he slowly closed his eyes. She kissed him passionately and he returned the kiss fully. She puts her arms around him.
"Buffy." He protested again, "We shouldn't"
"Don't. Just kiss me." And he did, kissing her deeper and deeper moving to the bed. Angel lied her carefully onto the bed it's warmth spreading through her. Even though Angel's skin was cold, he felt warm too. Then they connected not a space of air between them, and Buffy didn't care. She was too involved to care.
Then time stopped, again
Angel felt the all too familiar pain in his stomach, his eyes widened as he walked to the door clutching his stomach, and he fell onto the ground. Buffy running up to him calling his name.
"Buffy. Go!" Angel told her.
Then she realized what was happening.
Her eyes widened, "Angel! No! God No!"
"Go." He screams at her again, and she ran. Images flashed through her mind as she dreamed of a better life and she ran into her house sobbing.
*~~~*
I have no speech. No name. I live in the action of death, The blood cry, The penetrating wound. I am destruction. Absolute ... Alone.
*~~~*
Author: Roxy
Spoilers: No Spoilers, stuff from old seasons like season 2 and 3
Disclaimer: I don't own any characters. "Buffy The Vampire Slayer" Belongs to UPN, and Joss Whendon.
Summary: B/A. F/T (Yes. there is f/f slash in this. God forgive me for putting Faith and Tara together! But believe me when I say you'll be at the edge of your seat just thinking about Angel and Buffy! Just read. cause I suck at summaries and reviews are requested. This is my first Buffy FanFiction.) There is a English spell that is translated into rough Italian.
Rating: PG-13 (Violence and Profanity,)
A/N: Reviews always help me write faster! :D
*~~~*
You think you know. What's to come. What you are. You haven't even begun.
*~~~*
Buffy moaned slightly tossing and turning in her bed, sweating and twisting the sheets around her ankles. Images flashed through her mind as she dreams.
Angel sits at Buffy's side he looks down at her they touch fingertips briefly before intertwining their fingers and clasping their hands together.
They face each other bodies intertwined now, She sits on his lap. They kiss each other passionately as he runs his fingers down her body caressing her gently. Angel's chest is bared as Buffy takes his shirt it off him. Angel does the same for her being careful to not tangle her within the clothing, He lies her down, and she bounces slightly when her head hits the pillow, and then he lies on top of her.
They make passionate love. Angel tenderly kisses Buffy's neck and slides his hand up her outstretched arm, and yet she still drops the ring onto the floor. They look at each other for a while.
"I'm sorry." Buffy says to him.
"Me too." Angel replied putting his game face on, and then biting her savagely.
"Angel." She calls weakly as she pulls out her stake dusting him, and then her eyes close.
Buffy sat up quickly out of breath. She felt her neck quickly to check for any bite marks, there were none, and she sighed relieved getting up out of her bed and looking out the window. The dreams were coming increasingly each night, and she couldn't stand much more of it. She had to see Angel. She walked up to his mansion not caring about the rain outside or the fact that she was still in her nightgown.
Buffy shivered as she knocked on the mansion's door. Angel opened the door seeing Buffy there he looked down on her, "Oh. God Buffy!" He stated more like a comment then anything else as he brought her in. Angel sat her onto the couch as he got a blanket and wrapped it around her.
She looks at him her eyes going through him, "Thanks."
"Anytime. Are you feeling alright?" He looks at her with concern.
Buffy warmed by the fire, "I had a dream. You were in it."
Angel remembers what her dreams were like. She continues, "It was so real." Tears came to Buffy's eyes, he hold her close not caring if he doesn't know what it was about.
She gulps, missing his scent, she now gets a taste of it as he holds her tightly, but she still backs away, "I can't do this." She tells Angel.
"You're right. " Angel nodded thinking of what had happened last time.
"It's not that I don't want to. I wanna be near you."
"And I near you." He replied somberly.
"We've been over this a million times and back again." Buffy sighed as Angel looked down, she continued gulping slightly, and looking him in the eyes, "I. I. shouldn't have come. I just. I just." She can't finish her sentence.
Angel stood up walking to Buffy, if this was all it could be he wouldn't fool her, "Thanks for coming. Keep the blanket."
Buffy tears threatened to spill as she clung the blanket more towards her it too had his scent, "Don't say that Angel. Please don't.."
Angel touched her cheek softly, and a chill ran through her body goosebumps now appearing over her skin. Angel looked at her, "Look, You can't go out there. At least stay and dry up." Buffy merely nodded.
The vampire helped her over to the couch, "Anything you want? Soup? Sleep?"
Buffy is uneasy at his touch, and thinks to herself all I want is you, but of course she doesn't tell him this, "No. I'm fine."
"You sure?"
"Well maybe just sleep." Buffy said to him.
Angel nodded taking her up into his arms and carrying her to his bed. Buffy jumped slightly when she hit his bed, the memories flashing through her head. Angel flinches slightly at her jump.
"You'll stay?" Buffy asked looking at him.
"Forever, That's the whole point. I'll never leave, not even if you kill me."
Buffy trembled slightly stuttering, "I. I."
"What?" Angel touched her hand.
"I love you. I try not to, but I can't stop." Buffy flinches. Angel takes her hand to where his heart might be beating if he was alive, "Love is eternal, it's not something that just comes and goes."
Buffy shed a tear, "But It can never be. Like always. It can never be."
"It can. It will." Angel looked at her, "It has to."
"How. I mean I love you and you love me. but we can never love each other fully. I'll grow old. and you'll stay young."
"I don't care." He tells her.
"I wish I didn't care like you Angel. but I have to," Buffy told him.
"Not you don't" Angel pleaded with her, "Love has no age."
"I'm not even talking about the age!"
"I know," Angel nodded, "Lay down, you need rest."
Buffy merely shook her head, "I need to go." She said standing up, Angel followed her standing up as well. Then she turned around, "I love you so much. and I tried to make you go away. I killed you and it didn't help, and I hate it! I hate that it's so hard. and that you can hurt me so much."
"And I. I just wish it would all stop." Buffy trembled again.
"I don't. I love you. I always will."
Buffy looked at Angel, "I wish I could hate you." She said softly, "But I can't, and I wished that I wished you were dead, but I couldn't do that either. Because everytime I think I'm getting over you. or getting better there you are. and my heart just beats quicker around you, and I don't know what to do anymore, because I came here tonight to see you, and that hurts the both of us."
"It doesn't hurt me."
Buffy looked up, "What does it do to you?"
"It soothes me."
Buffy laughed being sarcastic, "Great, I'm now like Aloe Vera."
"No. I mean. It makes me happy."
Buffy smiles softly at Angel, "It makes me happy to see you, all the time, but It does hurt me. I know we can't do everything everyone else can."
"It doesn't matter" He fought.
"But Angel," Buffy sighed, "It does to me. There are just things I want, and even thought I want them. I'll never have them, and it doesn't matter because, I'd give everything up just to be with you."
"Then be with me."
Buffy paused for a moment, "Close your eyes."
"Buffy." Angel protested.
"Shh." Buffy told him as he slowly closed his eyes. She kissed him passionately and he returned the kiss fully. She puts her arms around him.
"Buffy." He protested again, "We shouldn't"
"Don't. Just kiss me." And he did, kissing her deeper and deeper moving to the bed. Angel lied her carefully onto the bed it's warmth spreading through her. Even though Angel's skin was cold, he felt warm too. Then they connected not a space of air between them, and Buffy didn't care. She was too involved to care.
Then time stopped, again
Angel felt the all too familiar pain in his stomach, his eyes widened as he walked to the door clutching his stomach, and he fell onto the ground. Buffy running up to him calling his name.
"Buffy. Go!" Angel told her.
Then she realized what was happening.
Her eyes widened, "Angel! No! God No!"
"Go." He screams at her again, and she ran. Images flashed through her mind as she dreamed of a better life and she ran into her house sobbing.
*~~~*
I have no speech. No name. I live in the action of death, The blood cry, The penetrating wound. I am destruction. Absolute ... Alone.
*~~~*