Angelus' hand went from caressing Buffy's body through her body amour to touching bare golden skin. He was dumbstruck for a moment but only a moment. "I think that I can live with this, saves time getting to the good parts." His hands roamed down her body as warm brown eyes tinged with amber met green. No words were needed between the lovers, neither one wanted to break the spell their bodies were weaving.
He traced a finger down her cheek to her lips where she playfully nipped his finger. A soft groan escaped his lips at the feel of her teeth on him. His fingers continued to her neck to trace his mark, the shallow of her shoulder, the full slope of breast, a flat trim stomach, sweeping past her womanhood despite her protest to continue on to firm trim thighs then on to tiny tender toes. He pulled each one into his mouth to suck, lave, tease and bite until Buffy was panting.
"Angelus," she growled, her body undulated on the large bed above him. "I want you, inside me now. I want to feel your fangs slide into my neck when you hard, cold cock slides into my hot pussy. Come here lover, it's been too long; it's been forever and a day." Her husky voice joined the scent of her arousal to weave a web of sensual delight that caressed every fiber of his body.
His cock grew painfully harder but the pain put a pleasurable edge to the moment. Sliding up her body like a cobra ready to mesmerize then pounce on its prey, he braced himself above her. Her lust filled green eyes told him everything he needed to know. This was Buffy, his woman, his mate, not a shell, not an illusion but the living breathing fantasy made flesh once more.
Buffy's hands pulled him down to her waiting lips. Their tongues dueled until she shoved him away only to bare her neck. "Now lover," she demanded and he obeyed.
Their bodies sighed as they welcomed the other part of themselves. Angelus drank her sweet powerful blood while his body pounded into her waiting heat. She met him thrust for thrust. It was powerful, passionate, yet the love each felt for the other hung heavy in the room. It embraced them while it kept the rest of the world away.
Anya looked at the rest of the group then back over the edge at the enormous group below. "Well they are off having loads of sex but what are we going to do? I hope there is someone around here that can tell us where we are supposed to wait while they are giving each other orgasms." She huffed crossing her arms over her chests.
Lindsey still not sure, if he was forgiven tried to decide whether to say anything. Luckily, he was saved by the ,well gorgeous, women in body amour coming their way. They curtly nodded their heads toward the group. "We are Kyria and Syria, our god-king sent us to look after you. Follow us."
They turned, fully expecting to be obeyed. The others looked at each other shrugged then followed after the women with blue and green markings. They were the first women the combined AI and Scooby team had seen since walking through the portal. Harmony, Faith and Fred were happy to see at least a few more women. Anya on the other hand just figured out how many penises that she might not get to sample and was not happy about it at all.
The men each walked beside their women leaving Lorne with nothing else to do but go first. "Hello there, green goddess of war, what's your name I'm Lorne." He used his voice to the best of his abilities.
Kyria stopped in her tracks causing everyone else to do the same. She cocked her head to the side to look at anagogic demon. Her eyes were an icy green that covered her pupil and matched the markings on her forehead and hair. She was almost as tall as Lorne with a trim; toned body that anyone could see from her body amour was created for battle. She raised a hand to touch his cheek then continued on to caress a short red horn.
Lorne's eyes closed while a tingle shot straight through his body all the way to his toes then back up to settle straight in his groin. His breath hitched as his eyes rolled back in his head. Planting his feet further apart not only to keep himself from falling but also to ease the ache in his tight yellow pants.
"Your form finds favor in my eyes. I can smell that you lust for me as well. Come with me and we will find our release." She grabbed his hand to pull him down a large corridor that he hadn't seen before.
He looked over his shoulder at the others with a second of hesitation then decided if he was going to die it would be a helluva a way to go.
Syria noticed Kyria taking the large green demon toward her private quarters she stopped the others from following with a dark look a sweep of her sword. "They are going to have congress and have no need of your assistance or would have asked for it." With that cryptic explanation, she motioned for them to continue down another corridor.
Fred blushed when she overheard the conversation but it didn't stop her from sending Gunn a sultry look. He pulled her slender body next to him. He whispered something naughty in her ear which caused her face to flame even brighter.
They moved through the corridors stopping along the way as each couple was assigned a room. Harmony, Connor, Lindsey and Anya were the only ones left. Syria turned to the two teenagers. "This will be yours to have congress with one another."
Connor looked at his feet while Harmony couldn't stop the bright smile from crossing her lips. "I don't know anything about Government but I don't mind sharing a room with Connor if he doesn't."
"Uh, are you sure? I mean yeah." He took her hand and they all but ran into the room laughing.
Anya shook her head. "Why are people so afraid to tell someone they want to have orgasms with them? I was human for over five years and I still don't understand this."
Lindsey swallowed then decided to take a shot rather than letting the opportunity slip away. "Anyanka, I still want to be with you. Evie and I were friends for a long time but I swear I didn't know what she planned to do to Buffy. Darlin' I like you and would like to get to know you better." He gave her his best country boy smile, blue eyes twinkling, while his dimples peeked out.
She stared at him for a few moments then stated as only Anya was able. "I would hate to miss having sex with a penis as nice as yours but if you do anything else to hurt my friend I will personally cut it off. Buffy created a whole army with just her blood and I am positive she didn't leave out the most important parts. There are bound to be several among them who will be as well endowed as you are."
He nodded at her threat and couldn't stop the surge of jealousy that shot through him at the thought of this beautiful woman being with someone else. "Promise, honey, there won't be a need for a Jinsu knife."
"Has the war council been resolved?" Kyria asked impatiently, her green face cocked to the side.
Lindsey looked at her intimidated not only her height but from the strong vide that surrounded her. He wondered if it was her or the results of Illyria's blood.
Lorne looked at the naked woman who stalked toward him. He lay hard and ready on the bed not sure what was about to happen but knew it would be an experience unlike anything he'd experienced in his six hundred years of existence. Syria crawled forward her strong hand learned his body starting at his feet. When one wrapped around his manhood the other moved up to once again rub his horns. His back arched off the bed when her body replaced her hand. One pure note escaped his lips and echoed through the halls.
Wesley threw Faith over his shoulder as soon as the doors closed behind them. She laughed seeing her lover finally let himself go. He dropped her on the bed and followed her landing his body on top of hers. Faith took his face in her hands to pull him in for a passionate kiss. She looked into his intelligent blue eyes as if all the answers were there for her to see.
"Is everything going to be okay, Wes? I mean with B and well the rest of us?"
He kissed her nose glad that Faith finally felt comfortable enough to let him see this vulnerable side of herself. "Buffy is the only person that I know who would be able to find a way to find a way around this situation. She already forced Illyria agree not to kill or rule over innocent humans and that is a big concession. Not to mention that they are now sharing the body equally. Yes, dear I think that everything will be all right. Let's find something to do while the lovers are otherwise occupied."
"Why Wesley, you are a naughty, naughty man." Faith's laughter soon turned into a low moan of pleasure.
Angelus watched Buffy change before his eyes. The warm glow left her faded from her left eye. Silver streaks grew from the part to spread down one side of her face and hair. Silver slowly drowned out one beautiful green eye. The metallic markings brushed her cheeks in a mocking shade of blush. They streaked down her body like a treasure map. It went from shoulder to finger tips to undercarriage gently cupping her breasts then down around a heart-shaped rear to the front and back of her flanks and feet. The markings cut Buffy directly in half.
"Does this form find disfavor with you?" B/I asked "Does it give you the wiggins babe?" Both sides easily spoke taking control whenever they chose or needed. It was startling to first see or hear.
"No beloved, if you are with me I will take you in any form. It is just startling to watch this change overcome your change." He brushed the silver-tinted hair away from her face surprised that it was still so soft.
"This shell is more than acceptable as a home to house all that I am. It pleases me that you find us attractive. Let us see how well you like us this way." B/I pushed him back on the bed with a feral smile.
Angelus wasn't sure how to approach his mate while she was like this but he didn't have long to wait. She crawled on top of him with to sit on top of thighs. Using her right hand she caressed him tenderly but her left was anything but tender. Long nails scraped down his chest to pull on flat male nipples. His head fell back as a deep growl escaped his throat. Angelus dreamed of playing pain and pleasure gamed with Buffy but there just hadn't been time.
Now, here was this hybrid woman half-Buffy, half-Illyria who was giving him a dark passion dream come true. A hard pull on said nipple brought his wandering thoughts back to the matter at hand. It took everything he had to lay back and allow B/I to dominate him but something told Angelus this was an important part of the puzzle.
She slowly slid down Angelus broad chest she would kiss, lick, nip or bite along her path. Once she finally reached her prize, her right hand pushed him flat on the bed as she took him in her mouth. Her tongue teased the purple head from the edge of its heart-shaped cap to the slit at the top.
Angelus neck arched on the bed when her tongue played in the opening. He vamped out when the tender tongue suddenly became tiny teeth that gnawed on the most tender part of him. Sharp teeth continued to nip their way down, around then back again. In one smooth move the hot lips, mouth and teeth were replaced by a B/I. It happened so fast that Angelus didn't even see her move. She smiled down at him. It held some of Buffy's warmth but there was a delineable edge to it that was Illyria's influence shining through. Each thrust of her body was different, one was passionate, giving, loving, while the other was dark, dominate, possessive. Angelus felt as if he made love to two women at once which in fact he did.
As they lay in the bed afterwards, B/I breathed deeply while a fine sheen of sweat covered her split body. Angelus lay on his side looking down at her as a large hand caressed her small powerful body.
"Ioniin, what happens now?"
"The bond is not complete, once you take me as your mate knowingly and of your own freewill then our reign will truly begin."
His eyes flashed amber as brow became ridged while his teeth elongated into fangs. "I took Buffy as my mate, not you. You are the reason that she died. I agreed to stay with you because it meant she was able to be here as well but Buffy is my only mate."
She shifted smoothly back to Buffy to crawl up on her knees to pull his face up to hers for a tender kiss. "I love you too, Angelus. I love all of you, the man and the demon and that is what I'm asking you to do the same for me. It isn't the same but its close. If there was a way for me to shoe the part of you that I love them too I would. I tried to show Angel this with you but he couldn't understand. I could tell you what is going to happen but I won't this has to be up and based on whether you love me enough to trust me."
Before he could say a word Buffy faded directly into Illyria, she cocked her head at him. "This shell," she stopped, "Buffy Summers is an unusual warrior. I have never met anyone like her before."
Angelus gave a harsh laugh. "You have no idea, Illyria. I roamed the world for over 250 years before I met her and there are no others that could even hold a candle to her."
Illyria lay on the bed then turned her head to look at Angelus with silver eyes and markings on her once unblemished golden body. "Come to me, Angelus. That part inside you that wants to dominate a god let it free. Let it free here in this room, in this bed. Let it free, inside me." Her voice started as a command but ended as the most carnal of invitations. She was the epitome of a pagan goddess painted in golds and silvers.
He was helpless to deny his true mate this offer of his fidelity. His amber eyes swept over the body before him when it clicked in his mind what Buffy was trying to say. She wasn't the shell Illyria was. He grinned then allowed his demon to take over in answer to the challenge ahead of them.
Illyria felt a shiver of pleasure race down her spice as he roughly grabbed her to pull her forward. Large hands squeezed firm slender thighs then placed them on broad shoulders. Those hands slid down from trim ankles, knees, hips then a long finger slid into slick warm heat. She closed her eyes to take in the sensations of talented fingers teasing her clit while others parted her feminine lips before entering.
Angelus pushed one then two fingers into a body he knew so well. He was always so amazed at how responsive her body was to even the smallest of caresses. Illyria's hips joined the rhythm of his hands. As she neared her peak, he pinched her swollen pearl pushing her over the edge. She pulled him forward using her strong legs to pull him to the where she wanted him. He growled at her changing the tone of their love play. Not willing to be out done, especially knowing he was dealing with Illyria, he decided to let his demon have full reign.
He pounded into her body with all his strength. If she were human, he would have shattered her hips. She grinned as she met him thrust for thrust. Although he was, only a half-breed she knew her mate was the perfect consort to help her rule. His large hands came up to cup her high full breasts. The pebbled peaks begged for attention which he denied them. She arched her back as if to demand what she wanted without saying the words. They used their bodies in a battle older than time. Angelus' last bit of control melted away as he bent toward the slender neck that was offered to him. He noticed that it was the right side, the un-marked skin didn't register. He sank his teeth into silver marked skin and started to drink the powerful blood, unmindful of the rest of the world.
The ground shook, furniture slid across the floor as the occupants screamed clutching each other. People ran for cover trying to find a safe place to hide. Those who didn't know better ran outside to what was happening. The panic rose like a wave cresting in a storm.
Thousands of feet moved in unison while words were chanted in a language spoken before man walked the earth. The sound rose in volume as the walls slowly moved up from the place they slumbered for over a millennia. Black clad bodies marched out to take their places to await their orders.
Car horns honked, windows shattered, streets split out from underneath feet. Buildings shook then crumbled and at the center of it all was the once majestic Hyperion Hotel collapsed to make way for the structure that seemed to grow from the ground.
Illyria's fortress not only removed all traces of Angel's home but also where the W&H building stood several blocks away. Walls that stood over hundred foot tall surrounded the outer formation joined at each corner with a watchtower manned by black clad warriors. Hundreds of stairs led down from the upper level, on each step stood a warrior with sword in hand ready to defend Illyria and her mate.
The local, national and international news broadcasted that earthquakes were rocking downtown LA. Geologists were unable to understand why all the seismic occurrences were centralized around a several city blocks but all other structures were unharmed.
Giles, Willow and the other potentials had barely set foot in Devon before he got an urgent call from the coven. There was a dark cloud that they couldn't pierce but they knew that it had to do with the Slayer line. They couldn't feel the Slayers either of them in this world. Giles felt his heart drop to his feet then lodge in his chest.
He rushed back to where the estate they purchased to reestablish the Watchers Council. "Willow, I need to speak to you in private please?"
"What's the matter Giles?" The red-haired witch looked on with concern at the older man frantically wiping his glasses. She waved off her lover who rose to follow her ignoring the glare thrown at her to follow Giles out of the room.
Kennedy decided to try and ease drop on the conversation but was stopped when a much taller brunette stepped in her way. "Get out of my way Dawn."
"I don't think so, Ken. If they wanted you to tag along or me for that matter we would have been invited to the party so just sit you butt back down in that chair."
"Just how do you plan on stopping me?" Kennedy tried to push her way past the younger Summers when she found herself flat on her back with a foot her stomach.
Dawn bent down to get in the potentials face. "You may be a potential but you aren't a Slayer and you haven't been trained for the last two years by a Slayer and lived your whole life on a Hellmouth. Face it Kennedy all you are is Willow's lover and a real pain in the ass. No one would miss you if you left but Willow. So shut up and sit in the damned chair."
The dark haired girl got up with as much dignity as she could still muster. "You just wait and we will see who is important around here and who isn't." She grumbled under her breath but sat down in the chair.
Giles paced the room ringing his hands. "I had an urgent call from the Coven today. Willow have you tried to call LA since we got here or has Dawn?"
"No not after the way that things were left. I haven't asked Dawn but I could call her in if you want me to. Giles what is this about?"
"They can't feel Buffy or Faith on this plane but didn't feel another Slayer being called."
Dawn ran into the room her face pale and her blue eyes large with shock. "The..TV..LA..earthquakes..Buffy."
They all ran for the television to watch in horror as the news footage played once more.
Willow gasped in horror. "That is where the Hyperion stood and see there that is the cross streets for W&H. I don't understand why the damage is so contained. There is something not right about this but I don't know what." She looked at the screen the opened her mind to try to see what was being hidden from her. Her legs buckled and she would have fallen if Giles hadn't have been there to support her.
Kennedy rushed over to push the Watcher out of the way but Willow stopped her. "Giles, I need you to ground me so that I can show what they aren't showing on television."
Giles slid behind Willows back laying his hands on his thighs facing up as she placed hers on top. They slowed down their breathing until it was as if they each took one breath.
Fold back that which is hidden
Let the light show through
Willow exhaled deeply and Giles followed her movements. They opened their eyes when they heard gasps. The other potentials rushed into the room when they heard Dawn scream. They watched the rest of the drama unfold in front of their eyes. There on the TV was an enormous fortress in the middle of the screen.
"Oh dear," Giles gawked not wanting to believe his eyes. "Load up this minute Dawn, Willow. Only take what you think we will need. I will have the Coven watch over the girls they should be able to protect them. We need to get back as soon as possible."
"I go where Willow goes." Kennedy dared anyone to disagree with her and even though they wanted to no one did.
Within two hours, the Scoobies were once again on American soil. Willow with the help of the coven opened a portal that took them directly to LA. What they were about to face would be beyond their wildest imaginations, beyond their basic understanding of good and evil and test the metal of their belief in each other and themselves.