Friday night
She woke to find him nestled behind her, his arms like steel bands around her. She felt so weak and sore, but the feeling of him cradling her was wonderful, the feeling denied after their first encounter. He was so still that she thought he must be asleep, and she wrapped her arms around his, her fingers idly caressing the backs of his hands. Her caress stirred him, and he grasped her more firmly to him and rubbed himself against her, lowering his face against her shoulder.
Buffy let herself enjoy his touch, warmed by long contact with her body heat. She felt engulfed, not only in his embrace and lust and need, but in this dark space they had shared for some countless time.
Just then a loud, crashing noise came from the staircase. A demon leapt into view and Angel snarled and hurled himself toward it with a territorial cry. The demon snatched an ax off the wall and smashed it into Angel's chest, just before the vampire tackled him. The two staggered into the kitchen, and Buffy watched the struggle, too weak to rise but wishing to help her mate. Angel tackled the demon and clawed him, gouging out chunks of flesh.
Demon blood covered the pair, and in a frenzy, Angel lifted the demon and smashed him into the kitchen table. The demon's forehead struck a cast iron skillet, smashing the red stone on his forehead. He exploded into light, utterly destroyed. Angel roared with triumph and turned back toward the bed, where Buffy had managed to drag herself to the edge and put her feet on the ground. The vampire rushed toward his lover to reclaim her, his seat and the demon's ichor coating both of them as he tumbled her onto the bed. She welcomed him, deeply relieved that the threat was vanquished. As he touched her, a shiver came over him and he collapsed on top of her.
"Angel?" she cried, her hands feeling his face. A moment later, a rush overcame her as well as the demon blood found its way into her many wounds. She gasped and clutched her lover, who was flushing hot and cold, gripped by an excruciating sensation. White light seared though both their bodies. Then darkness took them both.