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Passing Time

Angel smiled as Seras lay in their bed, which was specially made for them. It was a massive coffin the size of a king-sized bed, and filled with dirt from each of their birthplaces, separated down the middle. It had been Walter's idea after Angel had asked him for a way that he and Seras could sleep together so he could comfort her when she had a nightmare without her weakening from not sleeping in a coffin.

"I'm not a fan of it," Seras said, then sighed. "But at least this one has room to move without bumping my head, and comes with a sheet and blankets."

"And the dirt in this one's been ground into dust, so there are no rocks or pointy spots," Angel added, laying beside her on his side. "Walter did well."

Seras nodded, then stared at her left arm, still formed from darkness. "You're sure I've got your power, too?"

Angel nodded. "You have an affinity for Alucard's darkness, which is easier to control, but you were turned by me, so you have my ability, too."

"How did you get it, anyway?" Seras asked. "And why do you have a telepathic connection to Alucard if he didn't turn you and Vampires are only supposed to have a connection to them. Speaking of which, how do I?"

"You do because of me," Angel said. "And I have both because I'm a bit of a special case. My sister and I were the last living descendents of Mina Harker, the first person who Alucard ever turned, and who then became a true vampire by drinking Alucard's blood. It made her more powerful, but after he was defeated the first time, she somehow turned human again. However, vampirism, or at least the potential for it, remained within her and was transfered to her descendents one after the other from mother to child. Following a long, unbroken line of the females of the family, it ended with me and my sister. My sister would have the same abilities as me, if she'd ever fought before I killed her."

"So...you're a vampire and the descendent of a vampire," Seras summarized.

"Basically, yes," Angel chuckled. "In simple terms."

Seras nodded. "Alright, so...how do I do this?" She let the darkness fade from her arm and looked at him expectantly.

"Focus on your blood, and imagine it reforming your arm," Angel said. "You have to focus on everything in the arm, too, though. Bone, skin, blood vessels, nerve endings. Everything."

Seras nodded and focused. The end of her stump dissolved and blood writhed like short tentacles for a moment before flowing outward slowly, winding and weaving together as they formed a silhouette of her arm. Then, slowly, the blood thickened, turning colors until it had formed a complete replica. She sighed, smiling in relief as she tested its mobility and flexibility. Angel reached up, trailing his fingers over her skin, starting at her fingertips and working his way up her arm.

"How does this feel?" he asked.

"Normal," Seras said as he reached her elbow. "Good as new."

He nodded, continuing to trail his fingers over her skin along her arm, Seras watching his fingers as he tested her nerve endings. Finally, he laced his fingers with hers and she set her arm on her abdomen as she looked over at him, smiling.

"Thank you," Seras said. "I didn't mind the prosthetic, but..."

"But it's not the same," Angel nodded. "I had to use one during World War Two when I ran out of steam too much to use my blood."

Seras nodded, smiling, then leaned over, kissing him slowly, Angel returning it equally tenderly. After a few seconds, Seras sighed, rolling over on top of him as her tongue swept into his mouth, his own meeting hers instantly, their tongues beginning to slide languidly against each others. As the kiss began to grow more hungry, Angel's hand slipped out of Seras's, both of his hands drifting over her body before sliding around to her chest, cupping her full breasts and massaging them firmly. Seras moaned softly, pressing into him, only to pull back a moment later.

"Is this...I mean...Is it...okay?" Seras asked.

"What, are you worried I won't be able to turn you into a Vampire?" Angel joked, raising an eyebrow.

"Obviously that's not a problem," Seras said, rolling her eyes. "I meant...aren't you supposed to wait until marriage, according to your religion?"

Angel's eyebrow rose further. "If you want to get married first, I will kidnap a member of the Vatican tonight and force him to marry us."

Seras chuckled. "I meant-"

Angel kissed her hungrily for a moment before pulling back. "I don't care about waiting until marriage. I'm yours for the duration of my undead existence, and as far as I'm concerned, that's good enough for me if it's enough for you."

Seras smiled happily and mashed her lips to his, grinding her hips down into his as their tongues resumed their dance, and his hands returned to her full chest, earning another moan instantly. She arched her back, pressing her breasts into his hands harder. He smiled, squeezing more firmly and lifting one of his legs between hers and pressing it into her hard. She rocked against his thigh, her skirt shifting up to her waist.

After another moment, Angel's hands slid inward, quickly undoing the buttons of her shirt and freeing her bare breasts. His hands instantly closed over them again, sinking into her soft flesh as he pinched her stiff, light pink nipples between his index and middle fingers, tugging on them in between each squeeze. Seras moaned, pulling back from the kiss to gasp for breath, and Angel turned his hands slightly, pinching her nipples and tugging them, twisting slightly.

"No bra?" he whispered against the pulse point of her neck before closing his lips around it and sucking harshly.

"It's too-aahh!-uncomfortable," Seras managed to gasp between moans.

Angel smiled, slipping her shirt off of her before moving down and capturing one of her nipples in his mouth, biting down gently and flicking it with his tongue, Seras moaning heavily. As his left hand tended to her neglected right breast, his newly freed right hand slid down the smooth expanse of her stomach to replace his thigh, Angel smiling as his fingers slipped through her drenched slit, the heel of his hand resting against the smooth skin of her pelvis.

She moaned, rocking her hips against his hand as he rubbed quick circles over her clit. After a moment, however, he slid his fingers down and slipped his middle finger into her, curling it slightly into her g-spot. As she tipped her head back and moaned, he began to thrust quickly, his finger rubbing over her g-spot over and over, rapidly pushing her higher and earning a long string of moans and encouragement. He began to alternate between fingering her and running his thoroughly lubricated finger over her clit rapidly, and within minutes, Seras' hips bucked as she moaned loudly, trembling and shaking in his arms, his finger blurring over her clit until she finally pried his hand off of her hypersensitive flesh. He smiled, kissing her as she began to settle, but after a few moments, she reached down, quickly working his erection out of his pants, stroking it firmly. He sat back, quickly shedding his clothes, only for Seras' lips to close around his appendage, her head beginning to bob on the first few inches instantly. She tried to go deeper but began to gag, so he gently pushed her back.

"I appreciate the thought," he smiled, then paused to kiss her hungrily, "but I'm looking for something else."

Seras blushed, but smiled shyly and nodded, spreading her legs. He positioned himself between them and began to push into her, both moaning as his length began to stretch her unused tunnel. Seras wrapped her arms around his shoulders, holding him tightly, and spread her legs more to give him room. Angel set a slow rhythm, giving Seras time to adjust, then began to speed up and increase the force of his thrusts when she began to rock her hips against him, urging him to move faster. Angel broke the kiss, attaching his lips to her pulse point as he began to fuck her still hard her, the wet sounds of her tunnel desperately devouring his member over and over ringing throughout the room, competing with the slapping of his hips against hers. After barely a minute, he felt himself starting to slip, however, when he opened his mouth to apologize, his voice was drowned out by Seras wailing in pleasure as she broke, bucking up into him as her tunnel spasmed and undulated around him, dragging him over the edge with her. He grunted, then groaned as his seed flooded her, her tunnel milking him rapidly. Finally, both began to settle, Angel reaching up to kiss Seras, Seras returning it in kind.

"I love you, Angel," Seras smiled.

"I love you, too," Angel smiled, then reached over to her ear, sucking her earlobe for a moment and making her shiver. "But I'm not done with you, yet. Roll over."

Seras sucked in a quick breath, shivering in anticipation, then hurried to comply, Angel getting himself in position behind her.

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