Armageddon Saga
Chapter Thirty: Finally!
By the Lady Sirona  ladysirona@LadySirona.com

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                      They went to the dining hall and got whatever was available for a meal.  Buffy was
            so exhausted from the long drive and the emotional strain of the last few days she barely
            register what the food was that she took in.  She was sure to take some crackers and tea
            back to her bedroom with her.  She didn't like the morning sickness she had without it.
            Buffy went to the room that she and Angel shared, wondered briefly how long it would
            be before he came to bed, and quickly feel asleep.

                      He watched her eat at the dinner table and found her amazing.  He realized in the
            midst of dinner that he loved her in more ways than he had ever loved anyone. He loved
            her in ways he couldn't imagine loving anyone else.  Where the hell had his head been?
            He barely could finish dinner he was so confused.

                      After dinner, Xander walked with Willow toward their rooms, and he was at a loss
            at how to approach her.  She knew his every fault, probably better than he did.  She was
            always there, and he never noticed until he had almost lost her in England.  He took until
            now to realize he loved her. He never thought of her that way before, but ever since
            England she was all he could thing about.

                      Xander went into his room and she innocently followed him into it. "What are you
            up to Will?" he asked her hesitantly. He kicked himself...he was never hesitant around
            her… so why now?

                      "I thought I would tuck you in," She smiled at him.  She loved seeing him in bed, his
            hair all mussy, and his chest bare.  She loved the fact he slept in his briefs.  Every time
            she saw him in his underwear it brought back memories of when he was on the swim
            team... God did he have a hot body!  She was getting wet just thinking about it.

                      Xander walked into the room and stripped off his shirt.  He had been undressing in
            from of Willow since he was five.  Why was he nervous all of a sudden?  He turned his
            back to her to drop his pants.  He didn't want her to see he had an enormous raging hard
            on with just the thought of her in the room as he undressed.  The skimpy briefs weren't
            enough to contain it, and his erection was poking out of the underwear up toward his
            abdomen.  He jumped into bed quickly in a vain hope of hiding his erection.

                      Willow saw his erection as he jumped into bed.  Her first thought was surprise, she
            didn't realize he had grown so much since they had skinny-dipped when they were ten.
            Then, she had an overwhelming desire to touch it, to feel what it felt like. God, she
            wanted him to make love to her tonight, right now, and Mr. oblivious would never do
            anything...

                      She came over to him as he lay in bed, hoping his erection wasn't as obvious as he
            thought it was. It wasn't, it was more obvious to the woman who had decided she wanted
            it right now.  The world could be ending in a matter of weeks, and Willow had decided it
            wasn't going to end with her being an unfulfilled virgin!

                      Xander allowed Willow to come close and tuck him in.  She soothed the blanket
            over him and her hand stroked along the length of his erection.  He took in a quick breath
            and looked at her... she didn't mean to do that did she? He looked up at her as she fussed
            over him; she was so beautiful. She smiled down at him and ran her fingers across his
            chest, and then her hand stroked along his length again. She did mean to!

                      On an impulse, he reached up and pulled her into a kiss. He had to know what her
            lips tasted like. She may slug him, she may call him sick but he had to taste her!  She
            melted into him and kissed him back thoroughly. Her reaction was full and total. She had
            played with kissing Oz, but this was the man she had loved all her life and finally she was
            where she wanted to be... in his arms kissing him.

                      Xander didn’t think, or plan, or worry...  he just responded. His hands framed her
            face gently as his tongue plunged the depths of her mouth. She was gentle and sweet and
            everything he ever dreamed of a lover being.

                     Willow had waited all her life for this. Xander didn’t disappoint her. His lips were
            soft and tender, and his tongue tickled as it skidded across hers. He had been seriously
            hurt in England, and she was so glad to see he was ok. She kept touching and stroking
            him--with obvious effect.

                      Xander stroked her neck and back, his hands slid up and were stroking her back
            under her shirt. She luxuriated in his touch. She felt herself become hot and moist for
            him. She felt like she was melting at her core.

                      Xander started to kiss her jaw and neckline. She arched into his kisses and he
            smiled. He inhaled deeply and her scent captivated him.

                      Willow took in a shuddering breath. The end of the world was possibly going to
            happen, to hell with everything. She was in Xander’s arms, in his bed, and she was going
            all the way! She had right here in her arms what she wanted all her life. Carpe
            diem--Carpe Xander!

                      Willow kissed Xander aggressively, and then pulled her shirt off baring her breast
            to Xander. His shocked happy smile gave her enough courage to grab his head and pull
            him into her chest. Xander didn’t need an invitation. His mouth went to her nipple and he
            sucked and licked it. Willow moaned and whispered his name. She thrust into him and
            sought more contact with his talented mouth. Xander pulled away long enough to remove
            his own shirt that Willow had ineffectively been plucking at. She ran her hands over his
            chest and back as he stimulated her other nipple.

                      His hands wandered all over her, and one found her love nest. He could feel her
            heat and moisture through her pants. He moaned and kissed her mouth aggressively as he
            stroked her pussy through her pants. Willow was in heat. She wanted him so bad she
            couldn’t stand it. She reached down and pulled her pants off, kicking them off the bed
            and lay next to Xander nude as he kissed and stroked her. Xander felt her moistness as
            he brushed her private heaven. The skin was soft and little red curls played with his hand.

                      “Xander -- please!” Willow murmured huskily. She wanted, needed...

                      “I love you Willow,” Xander whispered in her ear. “I don’t know why this took me
            so long.” He stroked her back and arms. She was so soft. He luxuriated in feeling her
            hands stroking his body, his backsides and hips. “I love you Xander.” she replied.

                      She finally reached what she really wanted, taking his dick into her hand. It filled
            her hand and she was amazed at how soft it felt. She ran her thumb over the head and
            was rewarded with a little moisture. Xander moaned deep in his throat and thrust into her
            hand. Willow smiled at her effect on him.  Willow wanted him inside. She knew she should
            worry about condoms and pregnancy and disease, but she just didn’t care. There was a
            high chance the world would end and all she had was the now.

                      Xander was beyond thought. He was aflame with passion. And Willow held him
            body and soul.

                      Willow pulled on his penis and his entire body followed. She positioned him at her
            warm moist opening and grabbed his back. She felt the head pressing into her lips and she
            whispered in a low husky voice “I need you inside me Xander,  Now!”

                      Xander slowly pushed into her, feeling her hot tightness. He moaned with hoe good
            it felt.  It felt better than anything he had ever thought possible! He was stopped by a
            stricture and stopped, confused. He didn't want to hurt her, but he was at a loss at what
            to do.

                      Willow realized he had found her maidenhood. She was an intact virgin. “I’m a
            virgin Xander and it’s for you. Take it.” She growled the last words pulling away her hips
            slightly and then thrusting forward with her hips, hard.

                      Xander heard her words. Virgin, take it? He felt her hips rock and he exploded into
            sensation. He thrust forward hard and felt himself break through. She cried out in
            pain/pleasure and thrust to meet him.

                      They were both beyond thought as the pleasure built. Xander just moaned and
            grunted while Willow babbled meaningless syllables. All there was, was them,
            TOGETHER.

                      Xander had never dreamed of such sensation. All his petting with Cordelia was a
            training exercise for Willow. He was finally where he needed to be. He thrust harder as
            he felt his orgasm building. Willow started to moan and thrash with her own orgasm and
            Xander couldn’t hold out any longer. Together they peaked. Xander felt her moist
            rhythmic pulsing vagina milk his orgasm out of him.

                      Willow felt her orgasm. She never felt anything like it. She could feel Xander
            pulsing his fluids in her, and she felt completely Xander’s. She smiled. Now they were
            together and it was good. Xander lay across her, his body spent. He felt himself wilting,
            but still within her. He didn’t want to move. He wanted to stay buried within her forever.
            Xander propped himself up on one elbow and looked into her eyes. The love that shown
            from her eyes was almost painful. “I love you Willow,” he said simply. Her smile was
            blinding.

                      “Oh Xander, I love you too.”  She hugged and kissed him, wrapping her legs around
            his hips pulling him tighter into her. "I have loved you since fifth grade!"

                      “Why did it take me so long to notice how much you love me?” Xander looked
            down at her. Her smile was his. She looked up with a big smile

                      “I don’t know. Oblivious I guess.” She kissed him again. She ran her tongue over
            his teeth, and softly nibbled his lip. He moaned and felt himself start to harden again
            inside her.

                      “I love you Willow,” He moaned as he started to thrust again. She moaned and
            matched him for thrust.

                      Their second lovemaking was gentle. They both reveled in the closeness and the
            sensations. He loved the feeling of her moist core wrapped around him making them one.
            Xander kissed and suckled every part of her body he could reach with his mouth without
            separating their hips.

                      Willow loved the feeling of his mouth on her skin. She thrust up into him and felt his
            hardness deep within her. She felt him get harder, if that was possible, and begin to thrust
            harder. She grabbed him tightly and rocked with him as he once again bathed her in his
            fluids.  Xander collapsed across her, breathing deeply. Willow stroked his back and ran
            her fingers through his hair. She had waited forever for him to love her. Now that he
            finally he had, she was happy.

                      Exhausted, they drifted off to sleep.

                       --After entering the room, Angel stopped cold. Lying in each other’s arms, nude,
            was Xander and Willow. The scent of lovemaking was in the air. The sleep of the
            exhausted was upon them. Smiled as he withdrew. Obviously, Xander had finally pulled
            his head out of his ass!

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