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Love is Forever (Part 8)
By Marj
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Disclaimer: I don't own anything from the Buffyverse, the only thing I own is my imagination. :)

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Part Eight

Buffy snuggled into Angel's arms, but after a few seconds realized it wasn't Angel, it was just a pillow. She looked around the room. He was nowhere to be seen.

"Angel?" She asked to the empty room. She sat up in bed, making sure the covers were over her chest. She wasn't wearing anything, and the door was slightly open. She didn't want Spike peeking at her. She closed her eyes, and listened for a moment. There was nobody even in the mansion at the moment. She sighed, and got dressed into a long, black, tight, spaghetti strap dress, and a pair of black platforms. She slipped on Angel's jacket, and went downstairs into the garden. The place was totally deserted, not even any guards were wandering about. She walked outside through the back door. The door led to a big, big, big open grassy field. So this is where all the rest of the town went, into a big field for some rich snob. She looked out and saw a figure laying in the grass. She walked into the field towards the figure. As she got closer she saw it was Angel laying in the field stargazing. She approached him quietly, like a cat. Once she got to him, she stuck her head right over his viewing area. He was startled, and he jumped a little.

"Hey." She said with a smile. He smiled back. "I wondered where you had went." She added.

"Sorry." He replied, his eyes pleading her to kiss him. She smiled, and kneeled down over him. She would make him wait. She laid down next to him, trying to find up in the sky what he was looking at before so intently.

"What are we looking at?" She asked him, cuddling up near him. He put his arm around her. He loved the feel of holding her.

"Right now we are looking at the night sky." He replied, staring into the sky She laughed. "The moons full." He whispered, pointing to the full moon up in the sky. "There will be ware wolves out tonight." He finished.

"Isn't tonight like the third night in a row with a full moon." She asked him. He seemed to be pretty into looking at the night sky. It must be because its the only thing he'd had for so long, the night.

"You mustn't forget that we are on the hellmouth." He said trying to impersonate Giles, as he shook his finger at her. She looked up at him, and laughed. She took the finger he was shaking at her, and kissed it.

"I like your hands." She said. He gave her a weird face.

"Thank you, I think. Now is that for looking at, or do my hands taste good or something." He asked her. She giggled.

"There cool to look at, but I don't know about how they taste…" She said taking his hand. She sucked on his index finger, he quickly took it away.

"Sorry, my hands are for crushing bones, holding you, and looking at, no tasting." He said. She gave him a puppy dog face, and sat on top of him. He rapped his arms around her waist, and stuck is finger into her cleavage, hooking it over the neck of her dress. He pulled her down slowly.

"Now there's a way to get me to kiss you." She said, kissing his nose.

"You have bad aim." He said, pulling her chin down so her lips touched his. She kissed his mouth softly at first, but then more passionately. His tongue slip past her lips. He frenched well, she wonder where he learned to do it so well. Never mind, she didn't want to know. She suddenly felt a sharp pain in her bottom lip, and realized Angel had bitten her lip, and was sucking some of the blood out of her through her lip. It didn't really hurt, it actually felt kind of good. He licked her bottom lip, and went back to kissing her. She broke the kiss for a second to say something.

"Angel…" She started. He looked at her, and brushed a stray hair off her face that fallen out of the demi twist she had put her hair up in.

"Mmm-hmm?" He asked.

"You would think that you biting my lip would hurt me…but it felt good. Why?" She asked him. He shrugged.

"I guess 'cause were both vampires. I dunno, look it up." He said, shrugging again. She laughed.

"I'm too lazy." She paused slightly, and looked into the field. She turned back to him. "Shall we go get something to eat? I already know your hungry." She said, pointing out the fact that he had drank some of her blood. He sat up, so she was just sitting in his lap, except she was facing him. "This is a weird position." She said, even though she liked it. He kissed her nose, and turned her around so she was facing out into the field.

"Better?" He asked her. She nodded in response. He stood up, picking her up with him.

"You know, I'm not paralyzed." She said. He smiled, and cradled her in his arms.

"I know." He said simply. She rested her head on his shoulder, the soft velvet of his shirt felt nice on her face. "Now, to find something to eat." He said, letting her down on her feet.

"We could go get some kids from the Bronze, and then go bother Willow. We both have invitations there." She suggested. He looked at her for a second. She changed every day. Every day she became more familiar with being a vampire, and more fun to be around. She took too many things for granted though, like he usually did. She took after him. It was funny how traits were passed down between vampires, although Buffy had always taken too many things for granted, but now, it was different. Drusilla sometimes was too sure of herself, but she was insane, so you couldn't tell the difference. Spike wasn't like that though, he was usually the one to warn him not to be so sure that what he was going to do would work.

"Angel!" She yelled deliberately at him. He snapped out of it.

"Hmm?" He asked. She smiled.

"Did you hear what I said?" She asked him.

"Yeah, Bronze, and Willow. Sounds cool." He said, still in his own little world.

"What's it like where you are?" Buffy asked him. He looked up at her, and smiled.

"I'm sorry, I'm just a little out of it." He said, shaking his head.

"I noticed." She replied. He grinned.

"Sorry." He said glumly.

"You know, just a few minutes ago, you were okay." She said. He smiled.

"That's 'cause we were kissing." He said, smirking lightly. She smiled back.

"Well then, lets make you better." She said, grabbing the front of his shirt, and pulling him toward her. Almost immediately their lips met, crashing together passionately. After kissing for about 5 minutes, she tore her lips from his.

"Now, while your still with me, lets go get something to eat."

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