Best Souvenir, chapter 15

[lettered]

Title: Best Souvenir
Rating: PG for now
Warnings: None for now
Pairings: just B/A for now
Summary: Whistler never existed. Buffy and Angel meet after the End of Days is over. Future fic, alternate reality.
A/N: Much thanks to a2zmom, as always, for finding out was wrong with that one part!

Previous chapters can be found here.

Comments

[kaosmalek]

SO short, but so potent. Everything about this chapter had so much flow, and had my breath caught just a little throughout.
But so, so short! It's okay, though; it's better to get quality in fic than quantity. And this was definetely quality.

[lettered]

It is short! I just write how it comes and then try to find good stopping places for chapters afterwards...sometimes it doesn't make for the best length. But I'm glad you liked it--thanks!

[canadiangirl_86]

Excellent. You're building the characters' depths along with the sexual tension.

I, of course, cannot wait to read more.

[lettered]

Glad it's still workin' for ya! Thanks for dropping a line.

[femmenerd]

*sigh*

I'm so gonna cave and read this before you're done, aren't I? And then I will pine and wait like everyone else.

[lettered]

I wouldn't recommend it. You'll make me feel even more guilty about the state it's in.

[femmenerd]

OK. If you say so. I'll be strong. :P

[makd]

by the way, I LOVE innuendo - and usually prefer it to graphic/more graphic descriptions. This is one of the sexiest chapters I've read in a long time. *fans self as the zipper descends.*

very nice, tkp. I like the way you are building the tension.

[lettered]

I love innuendo as well, and I'm glad this chapter worked in that way for you. Sometimes my favorite part in a fic or book or movie is a simple touch.

thank you, as always!

[ares132006]

Then he returned to the zipper and pulled it down-down so slowly-down so that the only sound either of them heard was the teeth separating, opening like a black maw, like rotten lips of skin peeling back to reveal a narrow strip of new, fresh skin, untouched and golden. He pulled the zip all the way down to the very end, the lowest dip of her lower back. Then he let go, and stepped back a little. He hadn’t once touched her skin.

*whimper* This is so...*speechless*

The tension is building, and I am loving Buffy coming to the realisation that there is more to Angel and more to her life than just slaying.

Fantastic!
*glued to your LJ for more*

Hugs

[lettered]

It's really fun to envision the way Buffy looks at her life in this fic. It deals with a lot of the themes the series did, but with a kind of darker twist in Buffy. So glad it's workin' for ya! Thanks, as always!