SERIES : Death Was Her Gift
PAIRING : Anya/Xander
RATING : R (light sex)
SPOILERS : "The Gift"
DISCLAIMER : I do not own these
characters.
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"We're
all going to die."
"No,
we're not."
"We
are. I can feel it, Xander. We're all going to die. The world is going to end and
we'll all be tortured and I don't even like punch but suddenly I want it and I
don't know why we're even bothering to fight because we're going to lose anyway
an-"
His lips
silenced her and his arms wrapped around her waist. Looking for the dagonsphere
could wait a few minutes. His girlfriend and best friend and lover was upset
and *that* upset *him*. She relaxed little as his tongue probed her mouth and
his hands slipped under her shirt to caress her back.
"We're
gonna be fine." He said reassuringly as he pulled her into his arms.
She
relaxed a little into his chest. "Xander?"
"Yeah?"
She
looked up at him. "Think we could… ya know… once more… just in case."
"Oh
yeah." He said as he pulled her into the corner. He felt her stroking him
through his jeans, as if he wasn't already erect. As if he could be in a room
with her and not want her.
She
kissed him fervently as he unzipped his jeans and pushed them down over his
erection. She was panicking. Blind panic and fear that this would be the last
time she touched him. She ripped his shirt open, ripping a few buttons as she
did, but neither one cared.
"Xander,
I love you." She whispered.
"I
love you too, Anya." He said as he pulled her pants down as well. He
gently pulled her to the floor and was within her in seconds.
He
slowly moved inside her as he loved her and he saw a small tear in her eye.
"Hey, it's gonna be okay." He whispered in her ear. She tried to
smile but they both knew that this was very possibly the last time they had to
be together.
So they
just were.
~El Fin~
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