Chapter Twenty-Four
Buffy had been fighting for what seemed like an eternity. Angelus, Spike, her mother, Glory, Dawn, The Master, when she found herself lying down in the dark. She panicked when she realised her eyes were closed. As she opened them she came face to face with chocolate brown ones, staring down at her with love and devotion. "I love you." A sob caught in her throat as she realised where she was. In Angel's bed. He moved over her, in her, and she couldn't stop herself from responding, arching herself up into him, allowing herself on moment of happiness in this place of torture.
He lent down and kissed her neck softly, all the while building up tension in both of their bodies. He moved out and gently pushed back in, causing a long moan to pull out of them both. He was infinitely gentle, caressing her with soft words and touches. He nuzzled her nose with his and she wanted to weep with the sensation of him inside her again. She'd never forgotten just how tender he'd been that first time, her first time. Her fingertips trailed patterns over his back as he kissed her softly. She pulled his ear down to her mouth as she felt his body go taut. "I love you." She broke off a corner of the headboard and thrust it into his chest, sobbing as she watched his body turn to dust in front of her.
Suddenly she was back in the maelstrom, stumbling around. She felt a hand grab hers and started, before realising it was Spike. She clutched on to him, then a light dazzled in the darkness, outlining two figures fumbling towards them. Angel and Willow. She grabbed on to Angel and saw Giles and Faith completing the circle. Willow's eyes shone brightly, lighting up the dark storm with magic as she spun a protective circle around them; vivid lines of white biting into the gloom.
They began their chants, the words joining Willow's magic to wrap around them and slowly extend until the whole dark cloud was shining with light. The darkness contracted tightly, trying to resist the biting pull of the brightness, drawing in the gloom until it was overpowered. Suddenly a large clap sounded as the bonds between hands were broken and the six warriors were thrown away and the cloud exploded into white stars.
