Devil's In The Details

Xander was going crazy, he had to get out. He had to feed, had to kill, he closed his eyes and focused, and he breathed, and focused in ripping the chains. He focused and pulled, he felt nothing was giving; unfortunately, the Scooby Gang had a lot of experience chaining up vampires. But he wasn’t about to give up, he continued to breath and pull with all of his might. Then he felt it, the metal give way, the chain pulling apart, and in moment he was free. He ripped off his chains and kicked the door as hard as he could. As he did he saw a blue woman wet with some sort of liquid walking down the hall?
“Are you going to stop me?” Xander asked her.
“No, only if you stand in my way.” The blue woman replied.
“Good.” Xander said and ran the other way.
Wesley finally retired to his bedroom, they had set up a room for him in one of the guest areas and he actually found it quite lovely. The school was a great place, and he wondered if Cordelia would approve of the school with her namesake. Wesley took of his shoes and then he felt someone behind him. He turned quickly as saw Alyria looking at him her body armor and hair was slick from the Blyram.
“You fell.”
“I did, and now I’m fine, go back to the dungeon.” For some reason Wesley felt uncomfortable with her in his room.
“I will not be denied.”
“What do you mean denied?” He asked and then she threw him onto the bed.
“I desire you.” She said simply and she ripped his shirt off. She kissed him deeply and for a moment, Wesley felt Fred’s lips on his. He really wanted to stop her but she was giving him a feeling that he hadn’t had in forever, that someone loved and wanted him.
“Please stop.” He said, and that is when she ripped his pants off him like she was skinning a cat.
“I will not.” She said, she ripped her armor off and there she was naked before him.
He tried not to notice but it was very difficult.
“If you’re trying to make me feel better..” He trailed off and she ran her hands over his chest, and it gave him the most pleasurable sensation he had ever felt in his life.
“This is not for you, it is for Alyria.” She told he and she leaned down slowly to kiss him and he found himself kissing her back with vigor. She ran her fingers down his body and he began to forget his own name. He placed his hands on her naked hips and slowly made rhythmical circles with his thumbs. She moaned into his mouth and she pulled him closer their warm bodies building on each other. Wesley walked her back slightly so that the back of her knees touched the bed, he only had to touch her a little bit more to push her back onto the bed where he could fully enjoy her. Her hands moved down to his member and he tried not to let go of himself when she touched him. Her warm hands moved smoothly over him and as she caressed his mouth with her tongue.
Wesley knew if he was going to hold out he would have to take her soon. He pushed her slightly with his body and she fell back onto the bed his cock now touching the inside of her inner thigh. His hand towards her sex while he kissed her neck and his other hand fondled her breasts. He could feel all these sensations were new for her as he touched her, she sharply inhaled her breath and as he moved his finger on her clit she writhed beneath him.
“Wesley.” She breathed and the way she said his name made him even harder as her hips ground against his and his hand pushed her to even more ecstasy.
“Alyria.” He whispered into her ear and she looked into his eyes and Wesley saw how deeply it touched her that he had said her name instead of Fred’s. He punctuated the moment by putting a digit inside of her, and kissing her deeply. Restraint was not something that Alyria had and she positioned his member to her waiting entrance Wesley tried to hold her back by whispering that he wanted her to arrive before he did.
“I will not be denied.” She said again and he wasn’t about to fight her as he feared his own climax would come at any moment as he watched his beautiful goddess reach her climax. He nodded his head and slowly guided himself inside of her and she felt glorious as he reached as deep as he dared. She melted against him; he knees came up so that he could get a little bit more inside her. He accommodated, he didn’t want to move at first afraid of his bodies’ reaction if he did. But her and his body screamed for him so he began the rhythmic pace of love making. He pushed deeper within her then pulled out so that she could feel every inch of him. He moved more and more and her breathing became more ragged and he pushed himself, her beauty, her desire, the way she felt beneath him made Wesley feel it was impossible to hold on any longer but just when he thought he would explode she screamed his name and he felt her cum all over his already moistened cock. He pushed inside her a few more times then suddenly his body shook and he felt himself give over to the pleasure. Their bodies drenched in sweat continued to move together until he finally felt their orgasms had ended. He didn’t want to let her go so he left himself inside of her as he drifted off to sleep.
“This is not the end of my pleasure.” She whispered into his ear.
“As you wish,” He said and he felt her drift off to sleep in his arms.
Xander smelled girls all over the place, but he didn’t want to take any of them, he would go for a sheep or a goat, something that he had to catch and kill, that’s what he needed. But he had to admit to himself that if he found himself a hiker he would have to at least try and take a piece of him. He heard the wolves braying outside, and he longed to be with him. He saw the door and he burst out of it, and ran out into the night.
Angel felt her presence, she was coming down the stairs, she was coming to see him, he could feel it. He used to be able to tell when she was near, but now the only reason he knew was because she was right outside the door. He heard her knock; he pulled himself out of the pink sludge and poured the nearby bucket over his head. He opened the door and Buffy looked at him quizzically.
“Sorry, I had to wash off.” He told her as he rubbed his wet head.
“I need to talk to you.”
“I have a girlfriend.” Angel blurted out, Buffy looked at him oddly.
“Ok.”
“Sorry, what do you want to talk about, Wolfram and Hart?”
“No.”
“Then what?”
“Xander.”
“What about him?”
“Wesley says that he has a way to bring him back to the way that he was. And the thing is I was wondering why you never used it yourself.”
“It’s not my destiny anymore.” He told her and she looked at him. “There was a prophecy that said that if I stopped the apocalypse I would be rewarded, I would become human. But I signed it away.” It took him a moment to say it, he had never said it out loud before, and he didn’t know it would sting as much when he said it.
“You signed it away?”
“It became a liability.” Buffy couldn’t believe it she felt like she died a little inside.
“You had a chance to be human, to be with me and you wrote it off because it was a liability!” He wanted to hold her in his arms so badly he could taste it, but he held himself back.
“ I had to do it Buffy, if I didn’t more people would have died.”
“That’s always it isn’t it! Always someone else to save, nothing for yourself, no happiness for you!” She practically screamed and Angel began to lose his temper.
“We all know what happens when I get a little too happy don’t we.” He seethed, and Buffy turned away from him.
“I don’t want to fight Angel, I just want to talk to you.”
“Go ahead.” She turned to face him and she had a sad look in her eyes.
“ If Xander becomes human again, he and I are going to be together.” She said and Angel became uncomfortable.
“What happened to the Immortal?”
“ You knew about him, how did you know about the Immortal?”
“That’s not important, why are you telling me this?” Buffy sighed and looked into his eyes.
“Because if Xander and I get together, Angel, it’s going to be permanent,” She told him and he felt his chest cave in.
“You know someone told me once that I was born to hurt you, but sometimes I think it was the other way around.”
“ I can’t keep waiting to start my life Angel, the Hell-mouth is gone, Faith is on the good side again, I have no excuses left. Xander I have something, and he’s a perfect father for Dawn, and..”
“What about us?” Angel cut her off. Buffy stopped and looked him in the eyes.
“That’s why I came down here.” She said and she touched his face lightly with her hand.
“What do you mean?” Angel asked confused.
“I love you Angel, I’ll always love you, but if I’m going to go on with my life I have to know that there’s nothing here for me.”
“I don’t understand.”
“Can you tell me that we’ll never have a real chance? I need to know that you’re never going to come back to me.”
Angel didn’t know what to say, he wanted to scream from the hilltops that he would find a way, anyway to get back to her. To be with her, that was what he always wanted, ever since the first time he had seen her, but for some reason he couldn’t form the words.
“I don’t know what I’m supposed to say.” He told her dumbly and she looked like she was going to cry.
“Nothing I guess.” She said and she turned around and began to walk out, he grabbed her arm and kissed her deeply. He pulled away and she looked at him.
“If things were different, you know I would...”He said and he trailed off, she smiled sadly at him. He let go of her arm.
“But they aren’t are they?” She answered and he couldn’t say anything.
“Goodbye Angel.” She said and the door closed. Angel leaned on his coffin and slide down it in total and udder despair. Even though he couldn’t see her he could feel her crying. Spike moved the coffin’s lid and pulled himself out of the fluid. He looked at Angel.

“Ponce.” Spike told him and Angel looked at him with anger.
“What am I supposed to say huh? Don’t go, I love you, I’ll do anything, please?”
“That would be a start.” Spike told him and Angel shook his head.
“She deserves a real life, I can’t give that to her.”
“You could if you wanted to.”
“What about you?”
“I don’t think so, I’m.. beneath...her.” He said, almost choking out the words.
“No you’re not.” Angel told him, and Spike smiled for a moment.
“Some times if you really love something you have to let it go.”
“Isn’t that what I’m doing?”
“No, you’re just punishing yourself. You really are going to let the boy win?”
“God, I feel like I can’t breathe.” Angel said and he felt his soul burn within him.
“She’s gone; she’s really gone, forever.” Angel said as his breath came slower. Spike looked at him, he had never watched it before, but he knew it when he saw it, Angel was dying from the inside out.
“She’s everything I was fighting for, everything, she was the reason, and now I don’t even know why I..” Angel muttered and Spike jumped out of the goo, he tossed the water from the bucket beside his coffin on his head and knelt beside Angel.
“She’s not the reason, mate. She may have been at first but now it’s because you’re a champion, no other reason. You’re a defender of the right, not because of her but because you knew it was the good thing to do.”
“How can you say that? The farthest way I could move was L.A., and that felt like the other side of the Earth. I could barely stand it, the few times she came to see me it was like breathing again.”
“You’re not who you were when you left each other.”
“So what?”
“I just mean that do really think that you could become a nine to fiver, a father to Dawn, a regular upstanding citizen, because that’s what she wants, that’s what she needs.” Spike asked Angel took a moment to think.
“I have Connor; it’s not like I don’t know what it’s like to be father.”
“Angel, you never raised that boy, someone else did. He knows who you are now but it’s not the same.”
“What are you trying to say?”
“Even though you love someone doesn’t mean that you’re what they need.” Spike felt his heart cracking as he spoke, the truth of it burned into him.
“This has been what I’ve been working for since I began, and the moment it’s in my grasp I can’t have it.”
“Sometimes it’s just too late.” Spike told him and Angel looked at him.
“Could you leave me alone for a little while?” Angel asked him and Spike nodded his head. Spike had a pretty good idea of where he was going to go.
Wesley slowly woke and for a moment he was blissfully numb, having no idea where he was or what he was doing. He felt a warm body in his arms and for a split second he thought it was Fred, and that he had everything he had ever wanted but then it all came rushing back to him. Fred was gone, and Alyria was lying next to him, and it didn’t hurt as much as he thought it would. He didn’t want to let her go, she was warm, and made him feel strong while at the same time safe, for the first time in what felt like a lifetime.
Her large blue eyes opened and she looked at him, she smiled, and stretched like a cat in the sun. She ran her hand along his jaw line, he smiled back at her.
“You enjoyed the coital?” She asked him, her bluntness almost made him laugh.
“I have to admit it was enjoyable.” He ran his fingers through his hair.
“And you did not pretend I was Fred?” She looked uncomfortable as she asked.
“No, I didn’t.” He answered her honestly, and she smiled again.
“When I thought you had died, I grieved greatly, I did great violence, I killed hundreds, but it did not assuage my grief.” He moved a piece of hair out of her face.
“I would have felt the same if I had lost you.” He told her and she snuggled closer to him and warmed herself against him. And for a moment Wesley felt perfectly happy.