CHAPTER THIRTEEN
Lorne was silent for a long time.
" Say something," Abigail pleaded.
" That bastard. If he wasn't dead already…" Lorne said then swore in Pylean which wasn't something he did every day.
" I'm over it. The nightmares have stopped…about him anyway. I'm getting all new ones due to this end of the world stuff. Look, the bruises are gone," she lifted up her shirt and he inspected her body. He could just see the outline of a bruise but they were indeed gone.
" It's all my fault," Lorne said burying his head in his hands, " If we hadn't gone to Vegas you wouldn't have gotten hurt."
" You weren't to know this was going to happen."
" Yeah but he couldn't touch me so he took out his frustrations on you."
" Let's not dwell on it. We've talked about it and should move on. It's in the past now. We should concentrate on us." She said leaning her head on his shoulder.
" I'll never leave your side again," Lorne vowed, " And we won't be baby-sitting Angelus either. He is not for the faint-hearted."
" I can handle Angelus," Abigail assured him. " You just have to remember he gets off playing on people's emotions."
" Can't wait til we get Angel back." Lorne said anxiously. To help get his mind of Angelus, Abigail put her arms around him and kissed him. The kiss grew passionate and she started to take off his jacket.
" Are you sure?" Lorne asked gently and she nodded. They continued kissing and caressing and for awhile, their surroundings disappeared and it was just him and her.
Wish this could last, Lorne thought as he kissed her neck and his mouth went lower. They were completely naked now and his passion for her grew. " Now Lorne," she said arching her back slightly. He entered her, " Sing for me," he whispered after the first thrust.
" What?" she moaned as she stroked his back, digging her fingernails in a little bit as the thrusts got faster and harder.
" Sing. I want to feel what you're feeling." He breathed.
She sang softly, just a few words and her emotions rushed at him like a tidal wave-a mix of bliss, pleasure and lusty excitement. It was even kind of erotic.
I never want this to end. Lorne thought but eventually it did, their bodies entwined and cries of pleasure mingling.
They lay together afterwards and for the first time in awhile, Lorne slept peacefully.
