Title: Cemetery Love
Author: Marleena
Rating; NC-17, PWP
Relationship: Angelus/?
Summary: Angelus finds his love in the cemetery.
Author's Note: I'm not going to give the identity of the woman away. I'll leave that up to your imagination. :-)
Distribution: Anywhere, just ask. :-)



It was night and the sky was clear of clouds, letting the diamond stars sparkle against the velvet night. The wind gently blew through the trees and cooled the tense air. It also blew back the black leather coat of the figure that walked through the streets toward the cemetery.

The tombstones cast eerie shadows against the ground as the full moon rose into the sky. Angelus didn't make a sound as he weaved his way through the graveyard. His dark eyes picked out another figure sitting against a tombstone. He smiled as he walked toward the form. He had told her to meet him here and she hadn't
disappointed him. He chuckled to himself as he crept closer toward her.

The girl looked up and he gasped with a breath he didn't have. She was glorious in the moonlight. It seemed as if she was bathed in it. He blinked against his sudden awe and stepped closer to her.

"You made it. Good," Angelus said as he knelt beside her. He gently touched her cheek and heard her take in a breath. He smiled.

"Don't worry," he whispered to her. "I'll make it wonderful for you as well."

She said nothing, only stared into his eyes. She seemed to be drinking him in and it made his blood race. He cupped her face and rubbed his thumbs over her skin. She shuddered again and he growled in arousal.

She ran her hands up over his silk shirt and it was his turn to shudder. He closed his eyes and leaned his head back as she began to unbutton his shirt slowly. He felt her hot mouth against his cool flesh as she kissed the exposed skin. He looked down and saw her thick head of hair. He ran his hands through that silken thickness and he heard her sigh. He smiled as he bent over and kissed the top of her head.

She undid the last button and shoved his shirt off him. She was surprising him by being the aggressor. He was enjoying it and he let her. She threw her hair with a flick of her head as she pushed him down onto the ground and straddled him. She looked down into his smiling face and smiled in return.

"Don't stop now," Angelus whispered as he ran his hands under shirt and up to cup her breasts. He smiled more when he heard her gasp then moan. He raised his hips up against her to let her feel his arousal. It was straining against his leather pants and becoming unbearable. He wanted her now.

He lifted her shirt up and off her, tossing it away. He raised up and took a breast into his mouth. He chuckled when he heard her shout in surprise. He scraped his fangs gently along her flesh. He felt her bury her hands in his dark hair and he began to suckle her breast as he flicked the nipple of the other.

"Angelus," she whispered and he groaned at the sound of his name. She wanted him as he wanted her. This was going to be good.

Angelus flipped her over onto her back and covered her with his body. He took her mouth with his as his right hand moved down to unbutton her jeans. His hand snaked inside and cupped her center.  She moaned and bucked against him. He smiled as he tongue slipped inside her mouth to search out hers.

He lifted off her and removed her jeans then her underwear. She lied on the ground naked for him to see. The moonlight bathed her in glorious beauty and he couldn't help, but stare in awe.

"You're the most beautiful thing I've ever seen," Angelus whispered, his throat tight. She lifted her arms toward him, but  he lowered himself between her thighs. He spread them then flicked his tongue.

She cried out and bucked against him. He growled in approval and continued to tease her core. He felt her grab his hair again,  tighter this time. His hands rubbed up and down her hips and thighs as he continued to flick his tongue against her.

"Please," she begged him and he laughed inwardly. He looked up at her and her eyes were closed and her head was back. He smiled as he rose to his knees and began to undo his pants. They were off in no time and he tossed them where they landed over a tombstone.  He climbed over her and took her mouth once again. It was a fierce kiss, but also one filled with passion. She returned the kiss with a fierceness of her own. A fierceness that touched something inside  him.

"Angelus," she whispered. It was both a plea and a moan. He parted her legs further and positioned himself at her center. He kept her gaze with his as he slowly entered her. She gasped, but it turned into a moan of pleasure as he fully buried himself inside her.

Angelus moaned as he felt her hot sheath engulf him. He stayed still for a moment, enjoying the feeling. He then began to move slowly in and out of her. He buried his hands into her thick hair and kissed her on her lips, her eyes, her forehead. She began to meet his thrusts with her own and he picked up the pace. He nibbled
her ear and she moaned and ran her nails along his back.

"Yes," he whispered in encouragement as he thrust deep inside her. "Let yourself go."

She wrapped her legs around him to bring him further into her. She tilted her head back, exposing her throat to him. He took advantage of that and kissed the sensitive flesh there. He nipped it and licked it as his pace increased. She moaned his name as she meet each thrust. Her hands went up his back and into his hair
where her grip tightened.

Angelus felt himself near the edge and he thrust into her wildly.  Her muscles tightened around him and he moaned. He bent down and took a breast into his mouth. His tongue swirled around the nipple and she cried out his name. He did the same to her other breast and she bucked up against him. It caused him to go over the edge, crying  out her name as he released into her.

"Angelus!" she cried as she followed him over the cliff and into wonderful oblivion.

The cemetery was quiet as the two came back down to earth. Her breathing slowed back down to normal and she opened her eyes to gaze at her lover. She reached over and stroked his dark hair. He opened his eyes and looked over at her. She smiled and for some reason, he wanted to return that smile.


END


 

So...Who was Angelus's mystery lover?  I'm guessing it was human Drusilla and my second guess is Dawn.  But all of it is open to interpretation so it really could be anybody!




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