BtVS/AtS (Buffy/Angel) Sexual Response
Title: Waking Slowly
Series: Just To Be Close
Author: Rachel
Theme: Sexual Response: Resolution
Rating: PG
Notes: Written for stagesoflove,
Waking slowly, Buffy rolled over and curled into a wall of chest, burying her nose in the scent. A strong arm thrown over her waist held her firmly and lovingly in place. She felt fingers gently stroking her hair. It felt so right that she was determined to fall back asleep so she could enjoy the niceness, it was so perfect, she didn’t want it ruined by anything as silly as waking up. Then she remembered last night, and opened her eyes.
Slowly, almost afraid to look, she tilted her head up until she met his eyes. Instead of the hard, cold look she had been dreading, she found warm, soft, loving and caring pools of chocolate brown.
“I didn’t wake you, did I?” he asked softly, his thumb brushing over her cheek.
Tears formed her eyes and she bit her lip trying to hold them in. She swallowed her tears and answered him. “N-no, you didn’t wake me.”
The concern on his face was immediate, and she wondered why she had to keep ruining their best moments by crying. He must be so sick of it already. “I’m sorry,” she said quietly, her eyes focused on his chest rather than his face. “I didn’t mean to freak out like that, I guess... not that I didn’t trust you or what you said or anything, but I guess I was more worried about you not being here than I realized.”
He lifted her chin until her eyes locked with his, “I promised you I would be here, and I meant it. And you don’t have to apologize to me for feeling what you feel. I want to try to have the most honest relationship we can have, which includes you being truthful about your feelings. Even if you think it’s silly, it means something to me because it means something to you.”
She sniffled, “I know, it’s just been so long since I’ve had that, since I haven’t had to hide part of myself.”
He smiled softly, “Well, you’ll just have to get used to it, sweetheart, I’m not going anywhere.” He leaned down, kissing her forehead, nose and cheeks before finally settling on her mouth. Buffy sighed as he deepened the kiss, rolling her onto her back and moved over her. She reached up to pull him down, when she stopped suddenly.
“What is it, baby?"
“Well,” she started, “since we’re going with the whole honesty thing, I just wanted to know if you, aside from my major wig which I promise I’ll try to limit in the future, but did you...” she sighed. “What I’m trying to ask is if you enjoyed last night, was it... pleasurable for you, I guess.”
“It was perfect, you were perfect. Being with you makes my soul soar, Buffy.”
Her face lit up, “Really?”
“Really, don’t doubt that, ever.”
“I won’t.” She wrapped her arms around his neck, “Stay with me, for ever.”
“You’ve got me, I’m yours.” he promised, kissing her again.
Series: Just To Be Close
Author: Rachel
Theme: Sexual Response: Resolution
Rating: PG
Notes: Written for stagesoflove,
Waking slowly, Buffy rolled over and curled into a wall of chest, burying her nose in the scent. A strong arm thrown over her waist held her firmly and lovingly in place. She felt fingers gently stroking her hair. It felt so right that she was determined to fall back asleep so she could enjoy the niceness, it was so perfect, she didn’t want it ruined by anything as silly as waking up. Then she remembered last night, and opened her eyes.
Slowly, almost afraid to look, she tilted her head up until she met his eyes. Instead of the hard, cold look she had been dreading, she found warm, soft, loving and caring pools of chocolate brown.
“I didn’t wake you, did I?” he asked softly, his thumb brushing over her cheek.
Tears formed her eyes and she bit her lip trying to hold them in. She swallowed her tears and answered him. “N-no, you didn’t wake me.”
The concern on his face was immediate, and she wondered why she had to keep ruining their best moments by crying. He must be so sick of it already. “I’m sorry,” she said quietly, her eyes focused on his chest rather than his face. “I didn’t mean to freak out like that, I guess... not that I didn’t trust you or what you said or anything, but I guess I was more worried about you not being here than I realized.”
He lifted her chin until her eyes locked with his, “I promised you I would be here, and I meant it. And you don’t have to apologize to me for feeling what you feel. I want to try to have the most honest relationship we can have, which includes you being truthful about your feelings. Even if you think it’s silly, it means something to me because it means something to you.”
She sniffled, “I know, it’s just been so long since I’ve had that, since I haven’t had to hide part of myself.”
He smiled softly, “Well, you’ll just have to get used to it, sweetheart, I’m not going anywhere.” He leaned down, kissing her forehead, nose and cheeks before finally settling on her mouth. Buffy sighed as he deepened the kiss, rolling her onto her back and moved over her. She reached up to pull him down, when she stopped suddenly.
“What is it, baby?"
“Well,” she started, “since we’re going with the whole honesty thing, I just wanted to know if you, aside from my major wig which I promise I’ll try to limit in the future, but did you...” she sighed. “What I’m trying to ask is if you enjoyed last night, was it... pleasurable for you, I guess.”
“It was perfect, you were perfect. Being with you makes my soul soar, Buffy.”
Her face lit up, “Really?”
“Really, don’t doubt that, ever.”
“I won’t.” She wrapped her arms around his neck, “Stay with me, for ever.”
“You’ve got me, I’m yours.” he promised, kissing her again.