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Night School	By : velvetwhip Category: -Buffy the Vampire Slayer > Het - Male/Female > Angel(us)/Willow > Angel(us)/Willow Views: 8945 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter Ten

Angelus slowly pulled Willow�s body up the bed so that she was in a half-seated position, her head nestled against his chest. He felt her wince slightly from the soreness between her legs and he made a mental note to carry her when they left the apartment that evening. For he was more certain than ever of his plans: take Willow with him, keep her safe, and find a secluded hideaway for the two of them, a place where not even his childer could find them. For after what he had just experienced of Willow, he knew that he wanted to spend a great deal more time exploring the realms of physical pleasure with the enchanting little redhead.
The taste of her release had been glorious, mixed as it was with the traces of her blood that had remained in her channel. But even sweeter were the emotions he had sensed pouring off of her in waves: gratitude, relief, joy, and reverence. He would never tire of the company of a girl like her. She had come to mean more to him somehow than a source of physical gratification. Her deference, her sweetness, her intelligence, her innocence, which remained in spite of her defloration; all of these things combined in her to create the ideal companion with whom to spend eternity. He began to think that he even loved her.
Willow lay in the crook of Angelus� arm with her head against his chest. She marveled at how odd it was not to hear a heartbeat. How ironic that the only creature to ever show her the slightest tenderness was a soulless demon whose heart hadn�t beaten in almost two and a half centuries. She wondered what he was thinking about, but decided not to dwell on her fears. He would tell her what she needed to know. And she trusted him. Strange to trust a lover whose courtship began with a brutal rape, but Willow had convinced herself that it had been her fault for failing to accept his advances. So perhaps trusting Angelus was not so strange at all.
Being held in Angelus� arms was the most marvelous feeling Willow had ever experienced. And the fact that her orgasm so obviously pleased him made her feel wonderful, as if she had finally figured out the rules to the game she had been playing all her life�how to get someone to love her. It felt as if his arms were a fortress, protecting her from all her thoughts, all her fears, all her memories. She could easily lose herself in him, and that was just what she wanted most in the world.
Angelus came out of his thoughts with a renewed sense of purpose. Now he would talk to his little treasure, tell her how things would be, assure himself of her loyalty, and assure her of her place in his unlife. He looked down at the curtain of hair hiding her face from his gaze as she lay with her head nestled against his chest. He knew she wasn�t sleeping, but she seemed lost in a reverie of her own. So he spoke gently to bring her back to him. �What are you thinking about, sweet Willow?�
�You,� she answered simply and quietly, her voice clear, yet uncertain. As if she was unsure of what to say. Or if she should say anything at all.
�Me?� Angelus questioned. �Not your family or your friends?�
�I don�t have any friends,� Willow bitterly replied. �And my parents don�t think about me. Why should I think about them?�
The pain and sense of rejection in Willow�s voice poured over Angelus like a bracing shower of rain. Here was the confirmation he had needed that Willow�s loyalty was now his completely. As much as he hungered to hear more about her feelings for the sorry group she had once called friends, he decided to be merciful and allow her renunciation to be enough, for now. Later, he would encourage her to pour her heart out, to tell him the whys and wherefores of her realization that none of them were really her friends. Perhaps he could even induce her to help him plot their downfall. But for now, he would give her a respite. After all, tonight had been rather tumultuous emotionally for her already. Best to talk of other things.
Her insecurities returned as Willow heard Angelus question whom she was thinking of. But then again, how could she blame him? She had foolishly rejected him that very night. It was only natural for him to be uncertain of her affection and loyalty now. What could she do, what should she do, to convince him that she thought only of him? That she only wanted to be his forever? She decided to take her cues from what he said next, and hoped that she would say the right thing in response. So far, she had managed to do everything right since he had comforted her earlier. She just prayed that she continued to do so.
She looked into Angelus� eyes and realized that he wanted her to say more. So she steeled her nerves and said, �I was thinking about you. Just you.� She could see in his face that he was pleased and Willow visibly relaxed. She had told the truth, and he had believed her. Maybe everything really would be all right after all.
�And what were you thinking about me, sweet Willow?� Angelus purred, though in his mind he already knew the answer. He could almost taste the desperate insecurity of the fragile girl in his arms and he knew she was wondering what would become of her. Would he keep her with him? Or would he abandon her, throw her back into her pitiful mockery of a life? He knew, for some reason, that she wasn�t worried that he would kill or turn her anymore. And he realized that was because those things no longer frightened her. It was being alone that terrified her, alone without him. Well, it was time to put his sweet girl�s fears to rest. And to tell her what her life would be like from now on.
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