Just a quick drabble. I wrote most of it in my head during work (I'm a very loyal and hard worker.)
Fandom: Buffy the Vampire Slayer
Pairing: Oz/Willow
Rated: T
Fire hair meets her pillow as his lips crush against hers, desperate.
She whispers his name. A calling.
There's no full moon tonight, but he responds like the dog he is, faithful to his master.
His whole life.
Sheets enshrine them.
Clothes discarded carelessly around them.
But nothing exists right now except for her.
Worries aside, thoughts displaced.
A quiet gasp escapes her lips, drawing him closer.
He'll never love anything else.