Frosted Embers

*Waylon and Willow*

"I. Like. It-and I want as much as I can take.”

Pulling her to him, he whispered against her lips, "Be careful what you wish for…I’m no longer taking it easy on you.”

Waylon slipped his tongue in her mouth and flipped her over on the bed. Completely taking off her shirt, he used his fangs to scathe her skin starting from her wrist to her toes. He flipped her over to her on her stomach, repeating the action before placing his nail into the two hidden dimples on her lower back.

She jumped. "Fuck!”

He laughed, "Oh, you didn’t think I knew about those?”

"Don’t touch-fuck!” She jumped as he did it again sinking his nails into them further. "Waylon…” She moaned out, as he repositioned himself, "They’re-”

"Mine,” Waylon sank his fangs deep into the right one and Willow’s eyes immediately reddened. Pleasure shot through her entire body, causing her to climax.

"Wha-”

Waylon grabbed her and pulled her up. Sitting on the edge of the bed, he smirked and patted his lap. Her legs already shaking, Willow climbed into his lap, and he held her close to him back to chest. Spreading her thighs over his, he gripped them from underneath. Rolling her wetness against his armored manhood, he heard her breath hitch every time he made her clit press against it. He licked her neck and whispered, "Don’t be mad at me Lolo.”

"F-for w-what?”

Waylon increased the pace, and Willow felt her body slowly heat up. Every place he'd licked began to glow bright reddish orange forming patterns that resembled embers. Stopping his movements, Waylon lifted her up, taking his time as he slowly entered her. Willow, body on fire, remembered what Fiona taught her.Closing her eyes and laying the back of her head against his chest, she lowered herself further, smirking as Waylon groaned, "Shit…”

The moment he began to stroke inside her, the curve of his armor hit her spot. The embers etched on her skin burned bright, setting her body ablaze.

"What’s happening to me?” She cried out.

Her eyes teared, and he smirked against her skin, "Anger is hot Lolo, and you said you wanted all of mine.”

He kissed her neck, and thrust deeper inside her, causing her to scream in ecstasy. Not letting up, Waylon pulled her down on him fast and hard. His rage pouring into her body, the singe marks glowing as the fire hit her between the thighs. Willow grabbed her stomach holding it down, as the pain of his stroke pushed her orgasm closer and closer. Her tears fell, and as they hit her face, they sizzled against her skin.

"OH MY-”

Waylon scathed her neck. "Say thank you,” he murmured before he sank his teeth inside.

Willow's eyes burned reddish-orange, and she screamed, "THANK YOU!” growing hoarse, as she drenched Waylon again.

Breathless, Willow exhaled and watched the smoke pull from her mouth. Waylon removed himself from her and gently laid her on the bed. Her body shook, and she glared at him, his red eyes looked at her amused, "I wouldn’t get mad if I were you Lolo. You wanted my anger, you got it. I'm still VERY turned on too, don’t you love my emotions?”

She sat up and cut her eyes, her fists balled, her eyes now red, "Don’t tell me what to-FUCK!” The embers etched in her skin shot between her legs. She writhed on the bed. Her anger mixed with Waylons' causing her to climax.

He laughed, "I told you not to provoke my rage, but you still choose not to listen.” His teasing made her madder, mixed with him being horny, made her climax again. His eyes returned their normal blue, and he grinned, "Well look at that. I’m not mad anymore. I guess I owe you a thank you too.”

"You assho-FUCK!”

His eyes gleamed,"“And they say I can’t control my anger.” Watching her climax again, he gripped her leg. "You give?”

"NO!”

Waylon shrugged his shoulders, "That’s fine.”

Placing his hand under his chin, he watched her struggle with the mix of their rage. Willow gripped the sheets. Her climax growing stronger, the smoke from her mouth, making Waylon tilt his head, "You look sexy as hell right now.”

Willow sat up and took Waylon in her mouth. Caught off guard, he grabbed the pole of the bed, and groaned out, "Shit," again. The heat emitting from her lips, the embers brightened from his saliva, made Waylon hold the pole of the bed so hard, he almost broke it in half. Knowing he was about to release, he pulled himself from her mouth, "Fucking hell..."

His lips parted, he grabbed her flipping her over to her stomach again. Leaning down, Waylon, sank his teeth deep into her left dimple and Willow’s eyes turned bright blue. Pleasure hit her again, causing her to climax.

He stood and back away, folding his arms, "Stand up for me.”

The moment, she stood up, he grabbed her whipping her around. Placing both hands around her neck, he moved them upward, making her look at him in his blue eyes. Bending down, he slipped his tongue in her mouth again, and she shivered. Waylon entered her, and took her arms placing them behind her back. Arching her back, Willow moaned loudly, as he started his movement once more. His thrust, sending chills through her as the reddish orange etched embers, changed to blue ones resembling snowflakes.

Waylon stroke hitting her sweet spot, made a cooling sensation slowly work through her body. Willow's eyes rolled to the back of her head and she bit the side of her mouth.

"Feeling better?” He asked.

"YES! OH GOD YES!”

"Good.” Waylon quickened his pace, using her arms to jerk her hard into him. He licked her neck, and murmured in her ear, "My little brat.”

He sank his teeth in her, and Willow felt pure cold hit her wetness. She jerked hard from a climax that left her crying "THANK YOU!” as Waylon kept her from collapsing. The rage absolved, she shivered and exhaled seeing the frost leave from her mouth. Willow stumbled to the bed and placed her arms around her body. "I-I’m cold.”

He grinned, "But at least you aren’t mad anymore.” He knew he was torturing her, but it was something that he enjoyed especially after she'd provoked him. As he leaned down and kissed her, the cool sensation hit between her legs and she came.

"Why is it-FUCK!”

He laughed and teased her, "Because I'm calm now, and STILL turned on. Look, see how my smile reaches my eyes?" She glared at him and he shrugged. "Hey, all's fair in love and war, and I love me some you.”

Waylon wiped her tears, as she pouted, "Y-you’re b-being m-mean.”

He kissed her nose and smiled, "I know and that makes me happy as much as you do." Leaning in, he murmured against her lips, "Can I have a kiss from my favorite person in the entire world?” She kissed him and climaxed again making him laugh once more, "Okay, okay...I'll be nice."

Waylon laid on the bed, pulling her on top of him, and kissed her hard. He lifted her body, entering himself inside her, and caressed her face. Running his hands up her back, he stroked in her gently. Lips locked, Waylon let her take control. Leaning up, she rolled her hips, increasing her pace. He groaned and ran his hands down her body. "You’re so fucking beautiful Lolo.”

Her face reddened, "Thank you.”

Waylon pulled her down to him again, as Willow bounced up and down. He let out a roar that shook the room as they both released. Her body finally returning to normal, Willow looked at him and rolled her eyes.

"What have I done now?” He smirked.

"That’s so egotistical. Like really? It takes you cumming for the torture to stop?”

He laughed, "No, but it was fun, and you liked it. My bite kills people Willow, there’s no playful torture, just explosive death. I’ve never let anyone this close to do something like this with.”

She laid against his chest, "Thank you, for allowing me to experience new things with you.”

He kissed the top of her head, "Thanks for letting me do the same."

She squirmed, "Um, Way?”

"Yep?”

"Can you um heal me? I LOVE every inch, but damnit if you aren’t humon-” She buried her face in embarrassment, and he chuckled and lifted her head.

"I may be, but that doesn’t stop you at all and I LOVE that.” Touching her back, Willow felt warmth flow through her, and her pain subside.

She sat quietly, "Um, Way?”

He laughed, "Yes Lolo?”

"Can we do it again?”

"Absolutely, Which part?”

Willow leaned up and kissed him, her eyes reddening. "All of it.”