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It was only after Willow was laying on the couch, her head resting on Angel's chest, that his words penetrated her lust driven mind. She frowned, thinking about what he had said. She struggled to understand what had happened to him, no answers forthcoming in her mind.

"What are you thinking about?" his husky voice sent shivers down her spine.

She looked up into his dark eyes, noticing the subtle differences. "Earlier...you said to call you Angelus. Why?"

His hand drifted lazily over her shoulder. "That's my name."

"But...why not Angel?" she asked, needing to understand.

"I'm not Angel" he said softly, his hands ready to hold her down if she tried to run from him.

She smiled, "What are you talking about?"

"The soul" he said, his eyes watching hers. He saw her eyes widen as she began to understand what he was saying. "It's gone."

"No" she said, shaking her head slowly. "It can't be. How?"

"I have no idea" he replied honestly. "I was making love with you when I felt it leave. My demon was able to take control again. I was normal again."

"Normal?" she said, "Normal is killing for fun and joy for you. Why do I not like the sound of that?"

"Shhh" he said, smiling slightly. "I was past that excess even before the curse. I kill for food or if someone pisses me off or hurts what is mine. Don't worry about me stalking your little friends or anything. If they leave me alone, I can tolerate their living."

"But the first time Xander pisses you off, he's dead" Willow said quietly. She was confused. She still loved Angel...Angelus...whatever he called himself. But could she love him now that he had lost his soul? Would he change or would it be as he said?

"For you, I could even put up with him" Angelus said honestly. "For a bit."

"I just don't know" Willow said softly, looking at his chest. She looked up and saw that his face was tense, his eyes dark. "I love you Angelus. Soul or not. But, can you honestly tell me that your demon is going to allow Buffy and the others to live?"

"I can honestly tell you that I don't plan to harm them unless they hurt you" Angelus said, his fingers brushing her hair from her eyes.

Willow sighed, knowing that she could not give him up so soon after finding him. "I guess that will have to do for now."

He smiled, kissing her forehead. "I love you Willow. You're mine."

"Lucky me" she said softly, smiling into his eyes as she leaned forward to kiss him.

*****

Willow sighed happily as she snuggled against Angelus. She felt him shift in his sleep, his arms pulling her against him. She was still not sure what was going to happen between them. Remembering his eyes and tone of voice earlier, she knew she would not be leaving him. Not that she was even contemplating such an act. She did love him. She just didn't know how to treat him now. He was the same man she loved in some ways, but in others he had changed. It was going to be getting to know him all over again.

She heard him murmuring in his sleep as he held her closer to him. She felt his grip tighten as he moved into her, his leg going across hers. She felt his mouth against her neck, his head snuggling closer to her as he slept. She felt the muscles in his upper thigh brush against the juncture between her legs. She whimpered softly at the pressure his weight put on her. She felt his cock against her leg, the soft coolness brushing against her. His hand was splayed out on her stomach, and she could see it moving as she breathed. Her favorite thing about her new relationship with Angelus was waking up in his arms. Just his embrace alone could make everything better.

She brought her hand up to his chest, tracing the contour of his muscles as he continued to nuzzle her neck in sleep. She smiled softly as she looked at his face. He was so handsome. She loved to look at him. She ran her fingers over his nipples, watching them harden as she teased them with her fingers. She heard a low rumble in his chest as she chewed on her lip. She moved her left hand down, simply resting her hand on his. She continued to leisurely play with his nipples as his cock began to harden against her leg. She felt his hand move and looked up into his dark gaze. His eyes were dark with passion as he caught her lips in a penetrating kiss. His hand moved down her stomach until his fingers began to brush against her wet curls.

Willow whimpered in his mouth as his fingers slid into her tightness. She moved her mouth from his, crying out softly as his thumb began to dance across her clit. He moved his mouth over her throat, sucking her flesh as he made his way down her body. She felt him draw her nipple into his mouth, his teeth scraping against the hardened nub as he kneaded the flesh. She let her fingers brush through his thick hair as he suckled her breast. She began to rock against his hand, his fingers teasing her to the brink. She closed her eyes as she began to murmer his name incoherently. She felt his thumb brush against her clit as his fingers sunk deep into her. A low growl made her eyes open. She saw his eyes glistening and stared at him.

"Always look at me when you cum" he said, his voice low and husky. "I want to watch your eyes...."

She felt the tension building. She kept her eyes on his as she cried out his name, her body tensing as her muscles tightened around his fingers. She felt his hand move as he suddenly was between her thighs. She cried out again as he entered her in one stroke. Her legs went around his waist as she arched up to meet his savage thrusts. His hands held onto her waist tightly as he rained kisses all over her chest and thrust into her. She kept her eyes open, not sure what he might do if she forgot his warning. She was again caught by his gaze, touched by the basic emotions she saw burning there. She felt the tension build again as his thumb went between them, brushing her clit. She moaned as she tightened around his cock, watching his face change. His fangs bit into her breast as his seed was sent deep inside her. Her eyes were still caught by his as he suckled from the wound.

"Mine" he whispered, reminding her who she belonged to.

She brushed her fingers against his face, watching as he changed back, the ridges disappearing as his eyes faded back to brown. "Yours" she said, wondering if he was going to end each session of making love with this possessiveness. It actually rather turned her on for him to want to claim her each time.

He put his chin between her breasts, his eyes on hers. "We are going to go on a visit soon, my love."

"Visit?" Willow asked.

"You're going to meet your children" he said smoothly, a slight twitch of his lips betraying his feelings.

"My what?" she asked, feeling his body move as he chuckled. She smacked his head, listening to him growl at her, "This isn't funny."

"Yes, it is" he said, humor in his eyes. "Don't worry, pet. You don't look old enough to have two children going on a hundred and something."

"I don't have any children!" she said, "What are you talking about?"

"Spike and Drusilla are here" Angelus said, a twinkle in his eyes. "I felt them when I came back last night. I can't believe I never noticed them before...."

"Who are Spike and Drusilla?" she asked, curiosity replacing the afterglow of the two wonderful climaxes he had brought her.

"My two favorite children" he said fondly. "You'll love them both. Though I do wonder why they are here....Regardless, you're my mate, hence they are your children."

"I'm just sixteen! I can't have two vampires well over a hundred calling me Mother!" she protested.

He chuckled, sliding out of her warmth and kissing her. He settled beside her, pulling her into his arms as he said, "I promise to tell them not to call you Mother." He snuggled down against her, seeing the relief in her eyes. He laughed, "Dru would much prefer Mum, I'm sure."

*****

Willow looked at the clothes in her closet, discarding everything. She groaned, glaring at a laughing Angelus. "Shut up."

"Just pick something" he said, watching her stare at the rather poor choices in her closet. He loved her but had to admit her clothing was sometimes not very flattering. "You know that anything you wear is fine."

Willow rolled her eyes, looking back at her clothes. She liked her clothing but it all seemed rather inadequate suddenly. "I should buy something new."

Angleus laughed, "You look beautiful in anything....or nothing at all."

Willow had to laugh, "Angelus! Help me."

He sighed, sitting up on the bed. He stood, going to her closet. He looked at the choices, staring at her then looking back at the clothes. He finally pulled out a pretty dress that was hiding near the back. "This is nice."

"I guess so" Willow said, looking at the short dress. She had bought it on impulse while shopping with Buffy one day a few months before. After buying it, she had decided that she would never wear it. It was a pretty green silk sheer shift that went over a darker green slip. She took it from him, seeing his eyes darken at her casual touch. She laughed, "Quit looking at me like that or we may never leave."

"And that would be bad why?" he asked, pulling her naked body into his. He heard her soft sigh as he rubbed his leather clad thigh against her, her juices evident on the now slick material. "Angelus" she said, groaning as he deliberately let the material of his pants brush against her. "I need to get dressed."

He leaned over and kissed her deeply, his tongue claiming her mouth before he pulled away. He reluctantly let her go, "Ok. Get dressed. But, you owe me one."

"I owe you?" she asked, laughing as she walked towards to the bathroom, her hand staying in his until she had to finally let go. "Sure thing honey."

"You little tease" he said, laughing as he laid back on the bed. He put his hands behind his head as he waited for her to dress. Tonight, he was going to introduce her to Drusilla and Spike, once he found his children that was. They were going to love Willow. He only hoped she loved them. He smiled as he heard her offkey singing in the shower. He stood, pulling his shirt over his head. He slid his pants off as he walked towards the shower, towards Willow. They had waited a few days to see Spike and Dru. What was another couple of hours?

*****

"Daddy!" the enthusiastic call made Willow look up in surprise. She saw a beautiful dark haired woman run and hug Angelus. This must be Drusilla. The woman looked at her, a welcoming smile on her face. "You must be my new Mummy. Oh, I'm so happy to finally meet you."

Willow heard Angelus cover his laughter as Dru indeed refer to her as Mummy. "Um....I'm Willow."

"Drusilla" the woman said, smiling even wider. "Pleased to meet you. You brought my Daddy back. I love you."

"Th..th..that's nice" Willow stumbled, not really knowing what to say. She looked to her right as she heard an amused laugh. She saw a handsome man standing there, his blue eyes sparking with mischief. She found herself smiling at him instantly. She heard Angelus growl slightly, looking at her lover in surprise.

"Spike." Angelus warned, knowing he would have to make sure his childe knew Willow was not for sharing.

"Dad" Spike said, winking at his sire. "Sis told me you'd be home for Christmas. Guess I should know not to doubt her anymore."

"You knew, Princess?" Angelus asked, seeing his daughter nod.

"Yes. The stars told me that the angel would help. She did help, too, didn't she Daddy?"

"Angel?" Willow said softly, her eyes widening. "Katie? She knew about this?"

"She knew you two belonged together" Drusilla said simply, taking Willow's warm hand. She could see the kindness and intelligence in her mother's eyes and smiled. Yes, they would be keeping her. "Come along, Mum. You can meet Miss Edith. She's been dying to meet you."

Angelus watched Willow being pulled away by Drusilla and smiled softly. She was so beautiful. He could already tell she was going to be wonderful with Dru. He heard a chuckle and frowned, facing Spike. "What?"

"You" he said, laughing at his sire. "You look like a besotted beau. Almost human in fact."

"Spike, just shut up" Angelus said, moving to follow Willow.

"Oooh...them's fighting words, sire" Spike said, his tone still amused.

"Don't make me remind you who the sire is" Angelus threatened, a slight smile crossing his face as he fought with his favorite childe. He had missed these moments.

"Promises promises" Spike teased, moving to follow where the girls had gone. "Nice to have you home, Dad" he called over his shoulder as he headed towards Dru's room.

"Nice to be home" Angelus said softly, a smile on his face as he followed.

*****

"You like?"

Willow turned towards the sound of her mate's voice, a small smile crossing her lips. She nodded, stepping into his open arms. "Very much."

"It's a beautiful city" Angelus said, kissing the top of her head as he looked at the lights of Paris.

"Where are the children?" she asked, having come to consider Spike and Drusilla as children over the past five years.

"Spike's out playing with his food. Dru's playing with her dolls" Angelus said, moving her body into his giving her no doubt that he didn't want to discuss anyone except them.

"That Spikey" Willow laughed, the husky sound making him harden. "He does love his games."

"Let's not think about his games" Angelus said, rubbing against the silk covering her body. His childe would join them sometimes, having become Willow's only other male lover four years before, shortly after they left Sunnydale. His love of games had melded well with Willow's imagination. Angelus always found himself on the losing end of those games, not that he could really complain.

Willow laughed, "Jealous, luv?"

"Gawd, you're even talking like him...." Angelus said, amusement in his tone letting her know he was joking.

"Would you rather I talk to my dolls Dru bought for me?" Willow asked, rubbing her ass against his obvious erection.

"Those damn dolls" Angelus said laughing softly, sending shivers up her spine. He moved his palm over her stomach, adding just enough weight to make her tremble. "You're a terrible influence on her...."

"Me?" Willow giggled. "Just because I listen to them talk doesn't mean I'm a bad influence."

"You encourage her" Angelus said, brushing his lips against her neck.

"Only sometimes" Willow said, amusement in her voice. "And who encourages Spike? Hmmmm?"

"Just hush" Angelus said, nibbling on her neck.

"Yes dear," she said, smiling as she felt his hands move beneath the silk of her shift. She watched the lights blinking below them and moved against him. She turned, her eyes flashing yellow. "We should christen the new house, pet."

"What do you want?" he demanded, thrusting against her.

She smiled a wicked smile, "Fuck me, lover."

THE END