Chapter Twenty-One
Buffy lay in bed, curled up with Angel, sharing soft kisses. He ran a soothing hand up and down her back, as their lips met again and again. She'd persuaded him not to go home that night, needing him to stay with her and hold her. He didn't mind; the truth was he needed to be with her too. All the talk of death and war made him realise he could lose her, and he never wanted that to happen. He pulled her tighter to him, kissed her just slightly more desperately, but she noticed immediately.
Buffy: Hey, what's wrong?
Angel: It's nothing
Buffy: Angel
He sighed, then swung his legs out of the bed and sat up, his bare back to Buffy as he rested his head in his hands. She propped herself up on her elbow and gently trailed her fingertips over his back.
Buffy: Tell me, please
Angel: It's just…tonight's made me realise that…well…I could lose you Buffy. The battle's coming up soon and…I couldn't bear it if…if something happened to you, I just couldn't
Buffy: Hey, nothing's going to happen to me, okay? I'll be fine, we'll both be fine. I'm worried too, I don't want to lose you either
She sat up rested her head on his back, wrapping her arms around his waist and kissing his cool flesh. They sat there for a few moments, then Angel turned around, his expression something Buffy couldn't quite read, there was an element of madness in it.
Angel: I can't lose you Buffy, I can't! I wouldn't survive!
Buffy: You're not gonna lose me, I'm right here. I'm right here
He wrapped his arms around her waist and buried his head in her shoulder, pulling her tightly against him, trying to assure himself that she was real, and she was there. He pulled away after a few minutes and gently caressed her cheek with one hand before kissing her firmly. She responded immediately, wrapping her arms around his back and pulling him down to lie across the bed on top of her. She brought her knees up to cradle his hips, tightening them when she heard him growl softly. Her fingertips danced over his skin, his back, his ribs, his hips, as she arched herself up into him. He moved his lips to her neck and she began to mewl softly.
Buffy: Angel…
She lifted her legs higher to wrap around his waist, anchoring his lower body to hers and squeezing her eyes shut in pleasure when she felt him grind against her, his arousal pressing into her heat. He shifted slightly to rest his weight on one forearm, allowing him to slide one hand under her tank top, caressing the skin lightly. His hands were cool but they only enflamed her passion, causing her to groan and moan as his hand reached higher. Her nails lightly scraped down his back and he purred softly, a rumbling Buffy could feel vibrating through her body.
She used her legs to pull him even closer, thrusting up into him. He growled quietly and the purring intensified as he moved his lips to hers once again, his tongue plunging into her mouth, mauling her. She moved a hand to his neck, pulling him closer and whining when he moved away. But she wasn't disappointed. He rested more of his weight on his knees and lifted himself up slightly, just enough to hook his fingers around her top and pull it up, over her head. She almost cried out when his mouth met her bare skin, lapping and nipping alternately, driving her crazy with need. Her fingers automatically moved downwards to fumble with his belt, shoving his trousers down his knees, leaving him to kick them off. He did so, then returned the favour, slowly stripping her of her sleep shorts and her panties. She lay naked underneath him, staring up at him with desire as she pulled him back down to her lips, wrapping her legs around him once more.
All that separated them now were his black silk boxers. Angel's eyes shut tightly as she ground against him, and began to pant harshly trying to control himself. When he felt her fingers against the waistband his eyes shot open and he pushed himself off her, striding to the other side of the room and resting his hands against the wall, trying to slow his breathing. On the bed Buffy quickly pulled on her pants and top, her fingers shaking from unquenched lust.
Buffy: I'm sorry
Angel: We got carried away
Buffy: We can't…It was…
Angel: Too close. I know
Sorry I know it's been ages since I updated! Hopefully it won't be as long this time!
