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[weloveyouangel]

The ritual didn't take long. Pretty much this was what was becoming of us. Was this my shanshu? No, but it was something better, something more powerful. I am finally something that mattered, mattered more than Angelus could ever think of. Even though I could hear him screaming inside of me to stop, what? Was he scared? Just like Faith who was back

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[notamistake]

I smirked up at him when he told me to get naked. Straight and to the point, that was my boy and now we were gonna be King and Queen of the world as soon as we got started on the little prince or princess of it. With the smirk still plastered on my face I wriggled on the bed, wiggling out of the dress they'd put me in. I hated dresses, I liked being like this way more.

Finally I'd worked my way out of my clothes and he'd done the same. "C'mere." I practically purred as I wrapped my legs around his waist as soon as he was close enough. Wrapping the rest of my limbs around him I pulled him down on top of me on the bed. Cold flesh pressed to warm.

We needed to do this before sunrise. I wasn't entirely sure why I just felt in my bones. My blood screaming out that if we didn't make a baby before sunrise the whole plan would just collapse on us and we'd be back to being nothing. He pressed his way inside of me and I groaned, my fingernails clenching the skin of his back hard as he thrust back and forth.

My toes were practically curling when suddenly our door burst open. Narrowing my eyes I glanced up from the bed to see Wesley holding a gun. Wesley? And I wasn't the only one who noticed him either. Suddenly Angel wasn't inside of me anymore and instead he was standing up and glaring at our intruder. What?

"You're dead." I hissed at him as he raised the gun and pointed it directly at Angel.

"So's he." He said in a low voice as the dart struck Angel square in the chest. I watched him through wide eyes as he fell backwards and hit the floor, passed the fuck out.