Armageddon Saga
Chapter Thirty- Six: Pillow Talk
By the Lady Sirona ladysirona@LadySirona.com
They were sleeping, wrapped in each other’s arms, snuggled against each other’s body. Angel was asleep; he was relaxed and curved around her body. She was tucked into his body, spoon fashion. She snored softly, and snuggled and repositioned herself intermittently to feel his body.He didn't breathe, and when she awoke to watch his slumber, his sleep had the feeling of unreality. *He is so handsome* Buffy thought as she watched his sleeping form. His long brown lashes contrasted to his pale cheeks and hid his chocolate brown eyes now shut in lumber. No rise and fall of the chest told of her he slept like usually seen with most men. She just knew he slept by his lack of interaction with his environment. Sleeping vampires looked dead. Even after the time that they have spent together recently, she was still unnerved a little by the stillness of his sleeping body.She had the burning need to touch him, make him respond to her. She couldn't resist. He was so handsome and he was hers. She loved him so much. Her small hands found the cool skin of his chest. She started to stroke him gently at first, just enjoying the feel of him under her fingers.
Her fingers traveled across the planes of his chest, and across his rippling muscles of his abdomen. She could feel his rumbling purr in his chest as he enjoyed her touch, even inhis sleep. He was so responsive to her touch. It never ceased to amaze her, just how much he craved her touch, and how responsive he was to it.
Almost in answer to her thought, he rolled over and into her, almost a silent plea of increasing her contact with him. He was still asleep, but seeking her touches in his action. She smiled at him as he repositioned himself, still deep in sleep, to get more contact. He frequently reminded her of a big cat like a panther or a lion, seeking affections. He nuzzled into her in his sleep, a small smile on his lips.
Buffy pulled herself closer to him, rubbing against him slowly, nuzzling his neck. She loved the feel of his silky cool skin against her lips and face, and sleepily kissed him, as she's was not quite awake herself either.
Angel purred at the sensation, of her rubbing against him. He nuzzled her back, and slowly opened his eyes "Buffy?" He asked softly, his voice low, husky and passion filled. She smiled at him. "Morning sleepyhead." she nipped at his neck gently as she ran her foot up his leg slowly teasing him mercilessly.
"Morning?" He glanced around, realized he had no idea, or cared for that matter, about the time. With a slight wiggle of her body in his embrace to gain his attention back, he forgot to bother at all as he stroked her gently. Her body was a siren call to all his senses for his attentions, a call he answered as he kissed up and down her neck.
Buffy noticed that even though he was gentle, his lovemaking was now more aggressive and forceful. She knew now it was the influence of Angelus... and she realized andfinally admitted to herself, she really didn't care. It was all Angel now.
He purred in the back of his throat as he suckled a pert nipple in his mouth, nipped on it gently with his teeth and then pulled at it. Buffy moaned in pleasure and pushed herwhole body into him in silent command for him to increase the sensation. She grabbed him tight as she wrapped her leg around his hips and pulled herself closer to him, holding his head to her breast while he nursed.
While purring deep in his chest, he rubbed his cock against her moistening opening. She moaned quietly in pleasure as he slid the head of his cock along her soft folds andteasingly entered and then withdrew. She writhed with pleasure and expectation. She needed him. She needed him to fill him fill her and claim her as his. Buffy nipped his earlobe gently and then whispered a command she knew he would never refuse to fulfill. "Make love to me, Angel.... Now!" Her voice was deep and sensual, and slid over his senses like velvet.
Angel looked at her through his half-closed eyes. She was so beautiful. He remembered with regret that they would soon go into battle. He knew it would be tomorrow or even today. They would face the Armageddon Battle. He knew he was the spearhead for the offensive against the Demon Lord. He also knew his chances of survival was a slim as his chance of tolerating sunbathing at high noon on the equator. He realized sadly this may be the last time he may ever make love to her.
Foreboding for the future filled him, and he spoke to her only in his mind, that which he would never say to her in reality. *I probably won't survive the battle, Oh God Buffy I am so sorry... If this is our last time, I have to make it memorable for you* He thought as he attacked her with his hands and mouth.
She impatiently thrust her hips to his in frustration at his distraction and slow teasing. She needed him inside... NOW! He growled deeply as he slowly slid into her liquid heat, his coldness against her blazing warmth, a contrast of opposites making each other whole. She cried out with the pleasure of him stretching her inner core, while he stroked her as if memorizing her with his fingertips.
Buffy murmured in his ear as she gasped in pleasure as he touched her everywhere, inside and out. It seemed he was a man dying of thirst and she was the only fountain fromwhich he could drink. He pulled her into him tightly and enfolded her as if to take her inside his embrace forever as he sank into her folds. "Oh god Buffy, you feel so good... and your mine... all mine... forever!"
Buffy wrapped her arms around him and stroked down his back while slowly pulling him into her deeper. She told him "I'm all yours, forever" while lightly and nipping his shoulder gently. He stared down into her face; she was so beautiful. She was his sun... his world.
He stroked her face and lips gently while he slowly made love to her... no hurry no tomorrow.... "I love you so much Buffy, you will never know how much." he told hersoftly as he was lost in her touch, her scent. He was in heaven, and never wanted to leave.
Suddenly the realization hit her. They will battle the Demon lord today or tomorrow, andhe was going to be the spearhead in the battle. Fear laced through her as she realized this could be the last time she ever held him, possibly the last time she would ever feel him inside her, his fangs to her throat. He licked her collarbone, trailing kisses up her neck and then across her face to flutter kisses on her eyelids. He loomed over her and looked down into her eyes with passion blazing in his own. Softly and languidly, he continued to stroke her inner heat with his cock as he caught her attention. "Marry me Buffy? God, I can't believe I hadn'tasked until now... I wanted to ask you for so long...” He looked down into her wide eyed surprised expression.
Buffy pulled him to her hard, nodding against his shoulder, trying not to cry. To propose while making love, was so sweet. This proposal was almost an act of desperation, she knew... but she wanted it with all her heart. She also knew he did to...
Angel looked up at the wall as he was thinking, *have I lost my mind? Am I grabbing at straws? Building a future in the face of Armageddon? * he held her as he slipped in andout of her slowly, claiming her with his body as his words claimed her soul. "Buffy I am sorry it took this long...."
Buffy chuckled at the thought of an immortal knowing what long was. "I don't care." Shelicked his chest and then suckled on of his cool nipples.
Angel groaned with the sensation. "I do Buffy... I want you to be mine entirely. As I am yours;body, mind and soul..." his voice drifted off into a low growl as her attentions disturbed his ability to think with the larger head.
Buffy laughed at his loss of function. "I'm yours already, I have been, forever.... Yes I willmarry you. In my heart, I already have." She drifted off as her words increased his passion and he started to firmly thrust into her with increasing tension. He was drawing the lovemaking out, and it was driving them both crazy.
He thrust deeply into her bumping gently her cervix. He realized he just touched the home of his child, growing inside her. Love swelled as he thought of the gift she was giving him. A gift he may never hold. He tried to change his thoughts to positive. Focusing on the child within her womb, the product of their love and the miracle he never thought possible. "Itty-bitty is getting a ride.." he told her with a small smirk. She smiled in response, as he kissed her deeply and told her lips, "Wonder if he likes it."
Buffy moaned and sucked on his tongue hard. She pulled away and nipped his ear and giggled "Hope so... Mommy does." She thrust back at him with her hip and clamped down on him deep within her. She loved it when she did things like that and his eyes turned yellow.
"Oh god Buffy," He groaned as her words played in his mind 'Mommy does'... he had made her a mother and she carried his child. He moaned in pleasure as he felt her muscles clamping down on him tightly. He was so close... but he wanted this time to be special... he ran his hands over her body as if to memorize her. He knew he wasn't going to survive, but what terrified him more, was that possibility he would... and she wouldn't. "I want to see you... big with my child... holding and nursing ... so much Buffy...So much I can taste it..." He licked her to make reality his words of passion. "You are so beautiful,"he continued to stroke her. "I can't believe you are carrying my child...” His eyes were turning more yellow as he was getting closer...
Buffy moaned and undulated under his touch. "Believe it Angel,” She captured his hand from her breast and pushed it down to her belly over her womb. "Right here..." He growled erotically in her ear as the pride swelled in him... his child...here... She pulled his head to her neck to reach his ear. “I love you Angel. Always!" She nipped him gentlyon the ear. She relaxed and just existed in his embrace, him deep inside her. Time had stopped for them.
Angel was too far-gone to keep this up much longer...he slid his fingers down to play with her clit as he thrust into her. "Come for me Buffy.” He was watched her face, memorizing how she looked in the peaks of passion. Committing it to memory, in a vain hope it would not be the last time.
He watched with love as Buffy moaned low in her throat and her head fell back exposing her neck to him. He smiled at the open invitation to her neck. The rush of love that accompanied such an incredible act of trust on her part never ceased to please him. The amount of love and trust it showed him by her was stunning to him. The fact 'The Slayer' would put her self in such a vulnerable position to a vampire by making love to him, and for her to actively bare her neck to him, her vampire lover in such a manner, never ceased to amaze and please him.
He wanted to make her come... and watch her while she did it. He rubbed her clit harder, the way she liked it. H wanted to thrust hard into her the way she liked it, but he was scared to thrust harder because of the baby. He suckled her breast hungrily thinking of what she would be like nursing his child. *God I wish I could taste her milk... watch her nurse!*
Buffy wriggled in his arms, her body wanting him to push harder, as he nipped her breasts harder and sucked harder while rubbing harder, thrusting slightly harder, but not hard enough. She realized suddenly he was probably nervous about possibly hurting the baby. *He is so cute...*
Angel continued to suckle as if he was actually getting milk, and when the thought that nipple was well stimulated, he then switched to the other breast and started all over.Buffy squirmed and giggled a little, "Feels nice... more... " She could feel his rising passion, his ridges were once again coming out, fangs were lengthening and he growled around her nipple "More what?"
Buffy shivered, she ran her hands down his back, over his butt and then pulled his hips hard into her. "More that," In a command verbally and physically for the harder thrusts her body craved. "The baby... I don't... want... to hurt... the baby...” He moaned into her mouth as he kissed her. He was awash in sensation and almost beyond thought.
Buffy giggled into his ear which drove him further crazy, "Your not gonna hurt the baby"Then she bit him on the neck hard. He lost it. With an animalistic growl, he began thrusting harder. He rubbed her clit harder to bring her into orgasm with him. "MINE!" He growled passively. She purred "Mmmmm, yesssssss...just like that!" Angel growled and moaned in her ear, mumbling what she assumed were romantic comments to her in Gaelic.
Buffy nipped his neck hard, and licked at the bite interchangeably driving him further. He groaned, and tumbled over into his orgasm he sank his fangs into her neck whilefilling her with his juices. "BUFFY!" Buffy bit his shoulder and squeaked loudly as she orgasm, pulsing around his throbbing member deep inside her. Angel shuddered with the intensity, he looked at her face as she came and he inner muscles milked him dry with the slayer's strength.
He watched her face as she came down, feeling her after climax spasms on him as he stayed inside her warmth. Buffy closed her eyes slowly, and cuddled into him, surrendering herself totally.
His love felt like it was going to burst. He knew he should leave it alone, but he had to tell her things he may never have a chance to say in the future. "I love you Buffy, now and forever. No matter what happens in the battle, remember, I will always be with you."
Buffy looked at him, fear in her eyes. She too felt the desperation she knew he felt. "I know Angel." She looked into his eyes. "I love you too.” He stroked her face, running his fingers over her lips as if memorizing her very essence.
"Buffy. If I should fail to survive today... I need to know you will go on... promise me...promise me Buffy, promise me you will find someone to love you and our child... and you will go on. " He looked deep into her eyes. He knew he was asking of her what hecouldn't promise himself. She always was the stronger one. He knew if even if they won, but she died in the battle, he would follow her into the sun.
Tears streamed down her face. "Don't ask me that, please... stop..." She looked at his deep eyes and saw his plea for their unborn child. “I'll... I'll try..." He kissed her tears, tasting their salty flavor. He ran his tongue over her lips and stroked her face. "Please Buffy, you need to go on, for the baby. Our baby will need you to."
He looked at her, her beauty filling his soul. "Oh god you are so beautiful, my every want and desire. My every dream." He stroked her body and kissed her. "I love you Buffy. I always have and I always will. I love you... I have loved you from the first time I saw you. You are my world, my soul." He gathered her to him and they held each other finallysleeping away the time until the showdown.