Angel could practically feel his heart beating, if it did trully beat it would have come through his chest, she loved him and she forgave him for lieing to her, well ommitting the truth anyway. He didnt know what to do with himself he wanted to kiss her but what if it scared her off. He didnt want to rush her. But she looked so kissable, her eyes were glistening with left over tears, lips swollen slightley, and that little half smile thing she did when she was happy. He couldnt help it, he leant forward slowly, running the tips of his fingers down her cheek, he placed the other hand at the back of her head to tangle in her hair.
Willow looked Angel straight in the eye, she`d wanted him to kiss her for two years and now it was finally happening, she didnt want to break eye contact just in case she woke up. She tilted her head to give him better access to her lips and parted them a little.
He finally claimed her mouth in the gentlist kiss she`d ever had, he caressed her lips with his and ran his tongue along them to try and gain entry, she allowed him, and then they were battling for dominence. Performing an erotic dance with there mouths, the kiss deepened and Willow whimpered quietly. Only because of the need to breath did she pull away, and when she did her eyes were glazed with lust and want, the look in Angel`s eyes was much the same, but more intense, like he was hungry and wanted to devour her whole. He could sense the demon closer to the surface, he had been able to since he`d figured out his soul was anchored. They were balanced, whole, and right now they were in complete agreement
(Take her and make her ours)
Willow was on fire, just a kiss was setting her alight, she`d needed him for so long, and now she would have him, she was nervous, what if he thought she was bad at it, or he didnt like her body. None of these things registered for very long though, all she could focus on was how close he was and how she thought they were wearing way too many clothes!
The question in Angels Eyes was very clear
"Can I have you"
And in answer Willow lay back on the bed and opened her arms to him, he needed no further invite, he layed over her and ran his hands through her hair, he kissed her again, she could feel the acheing need in it, because she felt the same thing, they lay there kissing for a while, just holding each other and then Angel started to run his hands underneath her shirt and up her rib cage, whereever his hands went they lay little goose bumps on her flesh, he was cold but at the same time scorching to touch, she yanked his shirt out from his pants and ripped it open, buttons flying everwhere.
"Impatient arent we little one" he chuckled
His answer was a growl, and then the zipper on his pants being pulled down, Angel didnt argue, he needed this as much as she did, he pulled her sweats down and off her legs, she was left in just her cotton panties, He stopped and took in the sight of her for a moment,
"Beautiful, just beautiful"
She blushed, color flowing from the swell of her breast to her cheeks,
"Ive always wanted to find out how far down that blush crept"
