There was that one guy from star wars about sand - Boadicea (cw)

Buffy let out a soft sigh at the feeling of his hard member beneath her only fueled the fire. His hands so captivating to her body and she leaned down again, kissing him and deepening the kiss. She watched him relaxed as he scanned the beach, and he didn’t need to say what he was thinking, because she knew. His goofy smile was one of the few things she saw so few times and every time it was hitting her heart with an immense power. Her heart litterally skipping a beat as he agreed to move in with her. She knew he would have agreed either way, but hearing him say it was something else. Carefully she moved against him, and could feel her core spin for a second at the mere thought of them together in this moment. ”I think we are past me tempting you, as you seem to already know what you want,” she whispered against his lips. A small gasp escaping her lips as he grabbed her butt and a soft moan following. Her heart had run away, beating faster than she could keep up with. Moving against him like this, getting pulled closer and feeling the world disappear was all she longed for on days like these. His hesitation made her stop and she looked him in the eyes before he closed them and thought for a second she had done something wrong, before she heard his mumble. She couldn’t hold back a chuckle and leaned down to kiss him gently, running her hand down his chest until it reached his lower abdomin. ”Protection from what?” she whispered looking at him with a gentle gaze. She didn’t know what she was suggesting, but she couldn’t be bothered to worry right now. All she wanted was him and she kissed him a bit more greedy, pushing him back on the blanket. Her lips moved down his throat, sucking gently at his warm skin, before her kisses went further south. Buffy moved his underwear down, exposing him shortly before taking his length in her mouth. Just feeling him like this could be enough if he wasn’t comfortable taking the risk. She moaned against his length, his taste so wonderful.

Her whisper made him smile his devilish smile as he used his hand to move her ever so slightly, sodt moans unwillingly leaving his lips. “I’ll always long to be with you,” he admitted in a low tone as he then remembered that none of them probably had made sure to bring contraception of any kind.
He sighed with agony as she didnt seem to catch onto his words, and his lust was paining him. “From getting you pregnant,” he then said through a trembling breath as his heart couldnt seem to keep up with the agony of wanting her as much as he did now. He felt the kiss and pressed her closer as she pushed him back onto the blanket, looking up at her with hungry eyes. “But I have this burning desire to be one with you, clouding my judgement of what’s right and wrong. I just want you so bad,” he then admitted as he felt her lips suckle at his throat. He closed his eyes and moaned softly as his whole upper half started tingling with a sensational pleasure. Her kisses  down his body stung him, making his body feel like it could crumble as her lips trailed their way to his underwear. He lifted his head and looked at her with tender eyes as she pulled down his underwear and closed her lips around his manhood, sending a immense feeling of pleasure through his body that made him long for more. “Boadicea...” he whispered with a vulnerable tone as he placed a hand in her hair that quickly tightened it’s grip.
The feeling was overwhelmingly immense and even if she had no idea to what she was doing, it still felt better than if it had been anyone else, as it was her doing it. He never really minded her lack of experience, as he never had the intention of using her this way if it wasnt because he wanted to be with her. Just the rememberance of their past pleasures intensified what she was doing now. He gasped and moaned alike, unable to constrain his voice in any way. She had him right where she wanted to and he could do nothing but give in. He placed a hand against his mouth to muffle the sound a bit, just to be sure it was only her hearing him.

Buffy couldn’t stop herself from blushing a bit more at the thought. She didn’t even know if she was ready for a baby of any kind. She had her studies and her and Baal were just getting to a point were drama was calm for a while. She couldn’t bring a baby in to this world knowingly putting it in danger like that. On the other hand, starting a family with the demon was far from a repulsing thought. Of course she had thought a bit ahead and as he said his judgement was clouded she chuckled against his skin. ”We could take the risk,” she whispered against his skin as she made her way down to his lurking manhood, just ready for the taking. Hearing his moans was almost out of this world, and though she was not completely sure about what she was doing, she also kind off did. Everything with Baal was natural; their movements, kisses and touch. It made her feel more secure as she engulfed his length. Him saying her name and grabbing a fistfull of her hair made her moan again. She took her time, being slow and gentle, just listening to his sweet voice and the sound of the ocean. Buffy grabbed his hips to stabilize her balance and felt the throbbing sensation in her mouth from his movements. How she longed for him, feeling him inside her and them connecting on another level than usual. While moving her tongue around him she slowly pulled down her bathing suit, grabbing one of the towels to wrap around her upper body. Just because she wanted him, didn’t mean every body else had to watch her body, that was reserved for her fiancée, she thought. She let go of his member, breathing in more normal and her mouth still open from the sensation. ”I can’t wait,” she mumbled with a pained expression. Her need for him was screaming out every part of her being. Slowly she moved on top of him and sat there, naked under the towel and looked at him. It was all in his judgement now wether to continue or not.

Her whisper was ever so tempting, and he wasnt sure that he would be able to deny her if this was what she wanted. It was a huge risk, but a part of him didnt mind the thought of her getting pregnant. With all that had happened, it was a bold move to take this risk, as they didnt even know if the dramatic occurrings had come to an end, but still with all that in mind, a family with her was all he wanted. He had had a family before with a sense of belonging, but it was taken away from him - And now he had a son that hated him with a burning passion, a daughter that he wasnt even sure was still alive. Family for him was complicated and there werent any father of the year awards for him to claim, but something in him knew that if it was so with Buffy, he would do his best to avoid the mistakes he had made in the past.
It was hard for him to not just lean his head back and close his eyes, but he forced himself to keep his head up, watching her move her mouth along him in this way made the feeling that more intense. Her tongue was teasing him with pleasure and he felt frozen in place, succumbing to her mouth, if he hadnt been so longing to be inside her, he was sure he would reach his climax rather fast. Muffled moans and grunts leaving his mouth as his eyes stayed on her, too busy looking at her face and what she was doing to notice how she slowly undressed till she pulled a towel over herself. He gasped as she let him go and her mumble made him steady his trembling breath, still feeling the pleasure lingering over him like a thousand butterflies flowing through him. As she got on top of him, he pushed himself up with one hand and let the other wrap around her as he looked into her eyes. "Neither can I," he answered rather late with hasty breath, as he shifted between her eyes. He did say that his judgement had been clouded and it was true. He lifted her up and positioned her so he could enter her carefully slow, gritting his teeth as there wasnt anything to dull the feeling, he felt everything in her so clearly now.
He lowered her slowly till he was all the way in, feeling his breath tremble as his heart was pounding beyond belief, a loud moan escaping through his gritted teeth as it was almost an overwehlming stream of pleasure. His eyes starring into hers with a deep hunger playing around in the hints of green that laid beyond the grey, as he pressed her close to him while his hands that had secured themselves around her hips slowly made her move in small gentle strokes around his member. He couldnt contain himself any less in the moment, but he tried, biting down hard on his lower lip as his moans muffled in his mouth.
"I love you," he whispered with a trembling lip that had clear marks of his teeth that had kept him from moaning out loud. His hands holding a firm grip on her to move her at his gentle pace halted, before he let her go to let them brush around her body, "Move at your pace," he whispered longingly, feeling her bare skin against his palms, driving him completely out of his mind.

Buffy could feel how he wanted her too, it was written in his eyes and as he sat up a bit, she felt him brush against her entrance. A soft moan escaped her lips. He entered her, slowly and carefully, and she felt him so clearly. Nothing between them. Nothing seperating them. It drove her body into an euphoric state as she looked into his eyes. Her body trembled a bit at the feeling of him fully inside her and her breath got unsteady. His small movements made her move with him, gentle and loving and she felt like she could explode from happiness. ”I love you too, Belial,” she whispered back. It was strange how the world just seemed to disappear when they were connected like this, but it was also the best feeling she had ever had. She leaned down and kissed his lips gently as she had seen how hard he had bitting down on his own. His firm grip on her hips made her move against him and as he let go she looked at him for a while. His request she couldn’t deny, letting her hips roll against his slowly. His hands feeling like small burns on her skin as she moved against him again, this time a bit harder, moans escaping her lips at every thrust. She never wanted him to wear protection again, because this feeling was greater than anything. Once more she rolled her hips against his and she moaned against his lips. Her hands grabbing and pulling at his dark curls.

”I’m close,” she whispered in a trembling voice, her body moving a bit more needingly against him. Then she reached her high and her heart skipped a beat at the sensation. She tried being as quiet as posible, but it was hard when he filled her with such a pleasure. Her breathing heavy and fast as she let the feelings rush over her. ”Belial,” she whispered in a begging tone. She wanted more, so much more, of this feeling. Never letting it end if it could be possible. Just losing themselves in this feeling forever. One of her hands let go of his hair, moving around to cup his face and pressing him closer with a loving kiss. Her hips started moving again, and she could feel how wet he had made her as she could move more freely against him. Another moan escaping her lips as she rolled her hips to greet his again and feeling the strokes inside her so strong.

Her whisper made him exhale in a tremble as just hearing it send tingles through his body. He wouldnt ever think he could get used to her saying those three words, and a part of him didnt mind - After all, if her saying those words could make him feel this way, then he would gladly hear her say it over and over if he could make her. He had tried to keep quiet but he simply couldnt, even biting down on his lip couldnt completely muffle the moans of feeling so whole. And a part of him felt like he wanted everyone to know how she was making him feel in this moment. But he was probably going to be thankful that people had been as far away as they had, this side of him was only for her to see.
Her movements were out of this world. Feeling the ripples inside her caress him in this way was breathtaking, every slow thrust that she made was teasing him slowly with a pleasure that he couldnt deny. His hands vigorously tracing her body as he pressed her closer to him, feeling her skin rub against his as their connection was clearer than any other time they had done this. He watched her and listened to her moans, the sight intensifying the pleasure and the way she sounded being the best thing he had ever heard. He smiled softly at her as she grabbed his hair and stopped his hands at her lower back as one hand found it's way to her front, cupping her breast gently, squeezing it firmly.
Her trembling whisper made him close his eyes for a bit as he felt her reach her high around him, feeling himself getting on edge, but he held back, he didnt want this to end that fast. He opened his eyes again as she whispered his name in such a beg, that he couldnt do anything but comply. She cupped his face and it made a shiver run down his spine, the kiss so sweet and filled with love. He had gotten off the edge as she started moving again, moaning at every stroke that seemed to be easier this time. He placed his arm at her lower back around her as he swiftly moved their position so she was lying down and he was on top of her.
His hand grabbed at her side as his hand that had been on her breast placed itself around her neck, his thumb gently resting at her throat. He shifted between her eyes and took the moment to catch his breath before he straddled her thighs to open more before his hips started moving in slow yet deep strokes inside her. His hand on her side grasped lightly at her skin as he moaned with undeniable pleasure. It didnt take him long to get on edge again, without the rubber to seperate them, what he felt was otherworldly - And he felt eager than ever to fill her up completely. He closed his eyes as he tried to hold back, an agonizing expression mixed with pleasure painted his frustration clear as day. "Be mine forever... Boadicea," he begged in a whisper as he opened his eyes and looked into hers. He clenched his jaw as he couldnt hold back any longer, lifting her up into his arms as he pressed her so tightly against him as he reached his climax, a string of sensational satisfactions rushing through him made him moan, his member pulsating in her as he gasped at the overwhelming high that flew over him, "Boadicea...!" he gasped rather loudly as his hands grasped at her skin, his nails digging into her rather tightly. He buried his face inbetween her neck and shoulder as his own shoulders trembled, his being shaking from the high that intoxicated his mind.

Every small movement was unbelievably arousing, and she felt like she could get lost in this sensation. His hands alone could send her into another high feeling and as she came she gasped like she had just returned from under water. She moved against him again until he grabbed her and turned them around. The blanket had a bit of sand on it, but it wasn’t uncomfortable. As he pushed in again she let out a louder moan, as he hit deeper like this. Her cheeks had gotten a nice rosy color, and she fought to keep her eyes at him. The pleasure was incredible, filling her body with all feelings at once. She pulled him closer, forcing him to stay closer to her, letting their bodies glide against each other for every thrust he made. Her feet moved up, locking her legs around his hips and felt herself close again. How he did it, she had no idea, but she was certain it was because it was him. No one but him could or would ever make her feel like this, a thought she found so happy and fulfilling it hurt at times. His begging words made a shiver of pleasure run through her body as she nodded, not really being able to utter a word as she felt so much. He lifted her up, light as a feather and pressed her closer. She felt him pulling at her skin and she let out another moan as she came again right before his release. Buffy felt so overwhelmed that she couldn’t say anything, and just leaned her head against his, feeling unable to breathe for a second. The shivers and trembles both bodies experienced at their highs were something she had never felt before. Of course they had been together like this before, but it felt different. The warmth of his seed filling her up made her core spin. ”Belial,” she whispered in a hoarse voice, but she still had no control over her speech. He had taken it away and filled her body with emmense pleasure and love. A love she wished she could never get enough of. As they had both calmed down a bit she laid back on the blacket and removed herself from him. A small groan escaped her lips as she felt herself a bit empty, but she wasn’t really. She pulled him down next to her, placing small kisses on his chest as she tried to catch her breath.

A shakingly chuckle left his lips as he heard her whisper his name and looked into her eyes as his seperated lips struggled to catch it’s breath. The high still lingering over his mind like an endless euphoria, his heart beating completely out of control. His fingers were slow to loosen their grasp on her skin as it took him a while to realize that he was still holding onto her. He caressed the marks that he had left with his palm and gulped to regain some sort of moisture in his mouth again. His hand on her neck found it’s way up to her cheek, cupping half of her face as he made a rather vulnerable smile. He cleared his throat before he spoke, “I... meant those words,” he clarified and closed his eyes for a moment to inhale deeply. It was amazing how she made him feel this way, she made him feel exposed in every way physical and mentally, but she also made him feel that it was completely okay to be that way. A thing he had struggled with a lot in the past - Now a distant memory replaced by her.
He laid down next to her and smiled at her kisses, running his hand down her back as he took in the high and felt the satisfaction like a calming flow that tried to calm his heart down. He lifted his head and moved his gaze around to see that no one was longer there. He sighed and then laughed as he laid his head back on the blanket and turned his eyes to her. “We must have scared them away,” he said. He pressed her closer and stuck his nose in her hair as he inhaled her scent with a little smile on his lips. “But I dont mind. What we just did felt so heavenly. And that is a strong word coming from a demon,” he mumbled in her hair and felt his heart finally starting to calm down, small shivers coming and going as he came down from the high.
After a while he sat up and pulled her into his arms, keeping her covered by the towel as he furrowed his brows a bit as he noticed how hos castle had been ruined. He stared at it for a long while before he bursted out in a hushed laughter and shook his head a bit, “As I expected, I would never succeede in the field of construction,” he said as he eyed the pile of sand that was once his mediocre made castle.

Her skin felt soar, but not in a bad way. Since having merged with the soul piece, and ingesting souls, she found herself heal faster, though she still prefered eating human food. She looked at him as he spoke again, but she still couldn’t find her words and just placed a hand over his beating heart and nodded. A small signal that she understood. That she was already his. Laying down felt good and just cuddling in to the hot body next to her was all she needed in this moment. Baal laughing as he had scanned the beach made her chuckle and she hid her face on the side of his torso. ”You make me do insane things,” she whispered, feeling her cheeks get a bit more color, however it was probably not as noticable in the twilight. How long had they been at it? It felt like time always disappeared when they were connected, and more so today. She giggled at his remarks about it feeling heavenly and placed a kiss against his shoulder. Buffy could still feel the shivers running around her body, making her jerk from time to time out of sheer pleasure still lingering in her. Baal sat up and she let him pull her closer and followed his gaze to the ruined sandcastle, having succumbed to it’s own weight. She couldn’t help letting out a sweet laugh as she returned her gaze to the demon. ”I never expected you to build us a house either way,” she said in a teasing voice and nudged the top of her head against his chin.

As her body cooled down, she started feeling the cold air around them, however it was not too bad. The sun’s heat from the long day had warmed up the earth quite nicely, but soon night would hit. ”I have a weird request, love,” she said, looking up at him with a faint smile and vulnerable eyes. Buffy let her hand rest over his heart that was hidden behind his lovely chest. It was odd, she knew, but part of her thought it would be a good thing. ”I want you to meet my mother,” she said silently. It wasn’t really going to be a meeting, but she couldn’t really utter any other words to describe it. This day on the beach had reminded her of her childhood and everything that came with it. ”Not literally, sadly, but it’s as close as it gets,” she said, feeling her voice crack a little at the thought. She loved Baal, and it saddened her that her mother wouldn’t be here to see how happy he made her. She would have loved him, teased him for his skinny figure and rustling up his dark curls. She smiled at the thought before returning her gaze to Baal once more.

“But you love the way I make you feel on top of that,” he murmured in a charming tone as he noticed the flare in her cheeks by chance with the last rays of sun sticking to the sky with the noght pressing on like a curtain fall in slowmotion.
It came as a surprise for him to realize that they had missed the sundown, he was sure that they hadnt done it for that long. But it was hard to tell with the over the top kind of pleasure that he had felt. He didnt mind that it was getting darker but the cold air made him worried about her. He wrapped his arms around her and made sure that she was close to him so she could get some of his body heat. He frowned a bit with a crooked smile as she said she wasnt expecting him to build a house. “Careful with your words, my beautiful wife to be. I might take up the challenge,” he said in a rather serious tone but his seriousness was betrayed by a soft chuckle that left his mouth shortly after his warning.

He sat there with her, enjoying the last light of day, still trying to wrap his head around the act that they had gone through. Now when he had come down from the high, a worry had sparked in him as he hadnt done anything to avoid having his seed placed in her. His arms pulled her in tighter as he seemed to get lost in his worries, but he wasnt going to ruin the moment, so instead of saying or showing anything, he had made a deep exhale that could mean a lot of different things and rested his eyes on the sea. He was pulled out of his worry at her voice and turned his eyes down to her with a soft smile. “No request is too weird,” he assured her as he looked down at her hand that she placed on his chest. He placed his over hers and scrunched his eyebrows with a saddened confusion as she said she would like him to meet her mother. He wasnt really sure about what she meant till she elaborated it just a bit, enough for him to remember that humans buried their loved ones when they passed. He placed a hand on her cheek and looked deeply into her eyes, making sure to shift between both as he then smiled just a tiny bit, a pull in the corner of his mouth. “I’d love to,” he said as he leaned forward and placed a soft kiss on her lips.
He wasnt to keen on the concept of parental love. Or he knew the one he had gotten from his human parents back when he was reborn, but with the joy came the bitterness, what would have been happy memories because a sour reminder that what was given could easily be taken away - Lucifer had made sure he would never forget that. “I know she means a lot to you. So it would be an honor,” he added to break the sudden silence he had forced as he relived his memory, probably starring at the sea with sad eyes. He nuzzled his cheek down into Buffy’s hair. He looked out into the sea as another memory struck him, making him clench his teeth slightly as he closed his eyes for a bit, readjusting his arms around her for a better hold before he sighed. “I never knew my mother. In my first life that is. But I was too taken by the darkness to care. When I was reborn as a demon, I grew up among the humans. I had parents that fed me food that I never seemed to like, but they loved me regardless,” he paused for a bit before his gaze fell to the sand next to them. He didnt really enjoy thinking about them.

Being here in the demon’s arms she felt so secure. No worries for now, no drama unfolding, just the two of them close. She knew it must’ve sounded weird, as she had alredy told Baal how her mother died when Buffy was around fourteen. Mostly they didn’t speak about family like this, and to be honest Buffy didn’t have much contact with her father. As he said he’d love to, she felt a bit of relief hitting her system, and she relaxed into his warm body. The towel helped a little and she rested her head against his chest as she looked at the sea. The small waves hitting the sand in such a calming matter that she felt herself lost in the sound for a minute or two. Baal was quiet too, so it didn’t seem like she had missed much as she looked at him. His sigh made her look up at him with soft eyes. Him opening up about this was something she hadn’t seen coming, but it was more than welcome. She listened and took his face in her hands as he looked down. ”Parents are a difficult subject for both of us, I guess,” she said with a faint smile on her lips. She let her thumbs caress his cheeks and looked at him in silence for a while. Taking in his whole being as she just watched him. ”I wish I knew what to say,” she admitted in a whisper before she kissed him gently, pulling herself even closer to his warm body. Carefully she seperated their lips and she pulled away, looking at him. ”But no matter what happens, I am yours forever,” she whispered against his lips. Buffy just sat there in his arms, playing with one of his stray hairs as she looked at him. She didn’t even dare to imagine all the pain the Baal had been through, but she hoped that she could help him mend that pain. The last rays of sun hit her hair, giving it a golden glow and she smiled, looking out to look at the sky that soon turned dark.

”It’s getting cold,” she murmured, but she didn’t really want to move herself away from him. On the other hand, he had just agreed to move in with her, a thing that made her so happy. Waking up to the curly haired handsome demon every day was all she wanted. ”Do you want to go home or go get something to eat?” she whispered, placing a soft kiss against his shoulder, her eyes lingering at his many tattoos. She moved her hand down his chest, touching his lower abdomen and following the small swirls with her finger. ”If you’re lucky, we can take a round two when we get back?” she said, raising her eyebrow as she looked at him with a teasing expression lurking behind her green eyes.

"It is," he agreed with her in a numb tone as he gulped for a second before the memories drove him to silence. He hadnt told her much but it was enough to start the stream of old forgotten memories. He smiled a bit sad as she said she didnt know what to say, because he didnt really know either. Her next words were a nice comfort though. He pressed her tighter for a bit as he closed his eyes, "Lets hope it stays so," he said without making it sound like he was doubting it. Mostly because if she ever was to leave this earth, he would make sure to try and bring her back or die trying.
He heard her murmur and started rubbing her arms gently to produce some heat between his palms and her skin. He looked at her and smiled a little bit, "We should eat. And then we could go home," he suggested and sighed pleasantly at her kiss on his shoulder. He closed his eyes a bit as he felt her hand wander his body, a crooked soft smile spread on his lips. He opened his eyes at her suggestion and chuckled a bit as he grabbed her face and placed a deep loving kiss on her lips. He moved away after a bit and made a small exhale with a slight tremble hiding in it, "I guess I can hope that my luck hasnt slipped up by now" he whispered in a charming tone as he just looked into her eyes for a little bit.
He reached over the blanket and got her her swimsuit and dress, even though he wouldnt mind if she only wore the dress. But it was probably better that she had both. He kept her close as he leaned to the side and grabbed his still damp clothes and sighed. "You just had to throw me in, didnt you?" he remarked in a playfully serious tone as he then chuckled and pulled his shirt over his head. It was cold and wet, but after the euphoric high that he had just experienced, he couldnt really bother being annoyed by it.
He leaned closer to her and placed a kiss on her barren shoulder as he smiled a bit, "We are definitely going for a round two," he then clarified as he let his eyes meet with hers. He unwillingly let her go as he got to his feet and got his pants on before he looked at the blanket that wasnt all that covered in sand, which was a relief. "I wonder how long it will take before this blanket will stop shedding sand," he wondered as he grabbed the blanket and turned away from her so when he shook it, she wouldnt get hit by all the sand. He folded it and swung it over his shoulder before he turned to her. "You ready?"

”It will stay like that, I have already decided it,” she said with a smile on her lips and closed her eyes as he started rubbing at her skin. It was nice, but she knew she couldn’t stay out here too long. She felt the hunger in her stomach, but it wasn’t all that bad. She nodded at his words, agreeing and suddenly feeling his lips against hers. She felt like she wanted him already, but they couldn’t stay here forever. Buffy took her clothes, but went shortly down to the water to clean herself off of sand and what else she had on her. Returning to him she chuckled at his words as she pulled the dress over her body, not even caring about her swimsuit, as it would be annoying to put on now. Besides, her dress was so long that people couldn’t really see wether she was wearing anything under it or not. ”Yes I had to – or else you would have never joined me in the water,” she said with an innocent smile. As he kissed her shoulder and said those words, it made her body spin slightly with anticipation. She gathered their stuff in her bag and placed it over her own shoulder as she walked to him, taking his hand. ”Yes,” she said with a smile, placing a gentle kiss on his lips before they moved to the car. They drove for a while, reaching Gaia. Parking was easy and they soon got some food injested. It still felt weird having a dark soul in her, but it gave her a fuller sensation than food. She kept reminding herself that it was the same as killing the demons she had before her transformation.

The streets were mostly barren, free of anyone wanting to disturb them, but a few shadows were lurking. Buffy didn’t like feeling this predatory side of her, but with Baal by her side it was easier. To think she would ever have to do it alone would be weird. She moved calmly, feeling her body jitter a bit at the cold wind, but she wouldn’t want to show it too much. Her heart was beating fast and as they found the first victim she could sense the darkness coming from it. The demon was hunched over another victim, drinking it’s blood and Buffy moved silently. Grabbing the demon’s face and sucking out the soul felt weird, but also part of her now. The soul moving down her throat, spreding into her system gave her the full feeling she was craving and looked to Baal before she kneeled down to the victim. She dropped the empty vessel and placed a hand on the victim’s cheek. ”It’s going to be alright,” she said with a sweet voice. She looked at the marks on the body, but she knew it would heal fine, calling an ambulance to let the stranger get picked up. As they moved back to the apartment she felt more calm, more relaxed, hugging herself closer to Baal.

“Maybe I would have,” he argued but he had to laugh as she was right and he probably wouldnt habe gotten in if she hadnt forced him.
He held her hand and walled to the car where he placed the blanket in front of the seat, he wasnt going to let any remaning sand get in the fabric. As the car was parked he looked around when they got out and closed his eyes for a bit to listen to the artifact, it would whisper small directions of where they could go.  As they walked, the smell of something metallic hit him before they saw the demon. He turned his eyes to Buffy and let her have the honor of saving the victim. He stood watch, just in case the demon had friends lurking about. He turned his eyes back at them with a small smile as she released the now dead demon and he was touched by the comfort she gave the human. It was relief to see that his soul hadnt talen that part of her away. A demon came from the roof with a vicious growl and Baal was quick to grab it. It was a blooddemon, a strong one too, but Baal was fast. He sucked a bit of it’s soul out before he was pushed back, the demon staggering to regain it’s composure. The demon looked at them with blurry eyes before the sirens in the distance broke the silence, making the demon dart for an escape. Baal was fone with the little he had gotten, so he just watched as it ran. “He wont be hunting for a while,” he assured her with a smile.
As they got back to the apartment, he wasnt very hesitant to push her against the wall at the moment the door closed. His kisses were filled with love as his hands grasped lightly around her waist. He moved his head away after a while and looked into her eyes with a different hunger, but instead of acting upon it, he pulled her into his arms and held her close as his nose dug into her hair and he inhaled her intoxicating scent. He closed his eyes for a bit as he took in the smell and feel of her. “It’s hard for me to hold back now when we’re alone,” he said in a serious tone but his words were muffled in her hair. He lifted his nose and softly rested his chin on top of her head as he exhaled deeply. His words were true as his body was already reacting to her closeness and remembering that she only wore the dress made the temptation unbearable. He opened his eyes and stared at the wall for a bit. “We should shower,” he said in a suggestive tone as he tilted his head down to look into her eyes. He didnt give her much of a choice before he lifted her off the floor and walked towards the bathroom. He eyed the bathtub and raised his eyebrows as he wasnt sure if he could fit in there. But they could try. He wasnt going to be let down that easily and a devilish smile spread on his lips as he looked at her. He placed her back on her feet and walked over to the bathtub as he turned the water on, making sure it would be pleasantly warm. Then he turned to her and made a charming come hither gesture with his hand.

Getting back to the apartment she sighed as the heat hit her, but soon she felt him push her against the wall. He was animalistic, and she didn’t mind one bit, returning his kiss with the hunger she felt for him. Their eyes met and she smiled at his words, resting her hands on his chest as he pulled her closer. They stood like that for a while, just taking in each other’s scent. That was one of the things she still had a hard time wrapping her head around. Her senses getting stronger as she had injested a soul. His suggestion made her smile at him and gave off a small sound of joy and surprise as he lifted her up. She giggled, leaning her head against his shoulder as he carried her. When she felt the ground beneath her feet again, she walked over to the sink, running her fingers through her hair and feeling the small particles of sand in her scalp. A small sigh escaped her lips, but it was one of happiness as she looked at Baal through the mirror, studying him and giving him a small devious smile as he gestured for her to come closer. She moved slowly, even though she actually just wanted to run to him. She grapped her dress, pulling it over her head as she reached him, dropping the loose fabric on the floor. Buffy moved her arms up and around his neck, while running her fingers over his arms, placing a kiss against his lips as she pulled him closer. His clothes were still damp, but soon it wouldn’t matter. Her hands moved down, removing his shirt, exposing his bare chest once more. She loved the sight of him, eyeing the black interlaced swirls that moved over his pale skin.

”What ever do you have planned for me?” she said in a tender tone, moving her fingers from around his neck and slowly down his torso. Every piece of his chest and abdomen she was careful to touch. People at the beach might have stared at all of his tattoos, but to her it was not like a freakshow. It was a part of him and she loved every inch of him. Part of her was sad to see how judgemental people could still be, but to be fair, she loved the thought that his looks only allured her. It was a strong attraction she felt as well, especially when they finally did get the time to touch each other, but it was like it only got better the more they did. Her fingers reached his shorts, taking them off slowly and letting it drop to the floor as she let go of it. She could see the bathtub had filled up half way and she moved away from him a bit reluctantly, reaching out and pouring some soap into the water before returning her atttention to him again. ”Touch me,” she whispered leaning up to kiss him as she pressed herself closer.

As he was filling the bathtub, his senses were picking up on where she was, making sure that she stayed - Not that he ever thought she would leave. His gesture was filled with lust and the fact that she chose to move slowly teased his body with desire. As she got out of her dress, he felt his breath get heavy at the sight that met him. He wasnt sure he would ever get used to seeing her completely naked, but if it meant that he would always lust for her in this way, he didnt mind. He felt her arms around his neck and his hands quickly found their way to her upper back as she kissed him, his own hands helping her pull him closer. He let her take off his shirt and exposed his heavy breathing chest that puffed up to return to normal at every inhale and exhale. He watched her look at him and placed a hand on her cheek.
Her tender tone made him smile as he felt the touch against his torso that made him sigh with pleasurable agony. His eyes met with hers as he smiled and pecked gently at her lips with his. "I want to make you scream my name," he whispered in a returning tender tone with a deep lust underneath. He loved how she was always so careful to touch his marks yet she made sure to run along most of the lines to where ever her hand was going. Tracing them, making him feel that it wasnt all that weird to be covered and stand out from most people. It was a nice feeling. He held his breath a bit as she got to his abdomen and felt a small shiver run down his spine, making him unwillingly close his eyes and sigh. He opened them again as she loosened his shorts and once again they were both naked. His arms stayed were she had been when she moved away and he narrowed his eyes a bit as she put soap in the bathtub, feeling the teasing feeling of desire starting to overwhelm his senses. His instincts telling him to grab a hold of her and make sure that she knew she was his, but he held back as she soon returned. He wouldnt ever give in to the beastly side that wanted to defile her in unspeakable ways, as that wasnt what he truly wanted with her. He wanted to make her feel loved and desired, not something that is to claim. "If you only knew of the unspeakable things I want to do with you, my love," he murmured in a low tone that had a bit of a growl in it.
His hands held her close as she leaned towards him, feeling her lips on his in a kiss that he was quickly to deepen, opening his mouth instinctively to invite her tongue to play with his. One of his hands on her lower back slithered around her and in a slow tease moved it's way down to her bits. He however stopped and ended the kiss as he looked at her with a sly smile. He lifted her with ease and placed her on the sink before he knelt down and looked up at her as his hands pressed themselves against the back of her thigh, before his palms slid against her skin to move to the top, locking her in place as he leaned forward and kissed her down there. He didnt care much for the fact that he had placed his seed in her not long ago, he just wanted to make her feel good.
His lips seperated as his tongue came out to gently move along her, looking up at her with hungry eyes as he indulged himself in her taste. His tongue was teasing and slow but quickly picked up a pace as his cravings grew, and soon he was working her up like the lustful demon he was. Moving his head around in an elegant matter as his tongue's work got ruthless, not sparing her in one bit of pleasuring her. Whenever his mouth wandered to her thigh to place a small soft bite, was the only time he gave her a chance to breathe out and relax. It quickly returned where his lips sealed around her clit for his tongue to massage it gently. He sucked and licked her alike, in the hope to make her loose her mind in what he was doing to her. His heart beating like crazy in his chest as the arousal was teasing him greatly.

His alluring words, lingering in the air like a heavy smoke, surrounding her every being. Hearing his raspy voice made her move her core closer to him, longing to be close once more. She wanted to oblige, scream his name in extacy, but right now she fell unable to do such a thing. His murmur giving her a small chill that showed on her exposed skin as she moved closer to him. ”Tell me of it,” she whispered against his lips before they touched. Leaning in to the kiss was only natural, but her hunger was different. As he opened his mouth it was like a force pulling hers apart and moving her tongue out to play. His taste ever so sweet and she wanted to endulge herself in this feeling he gave her. Buffy could feel her body tense slightly at the anticipation, his hand moving slowly down and she felt her heart beat go crazy in her chest. Her breathing heavy, longing for his touch. She held her breath as she felt he was getting close, but then he stopped. She looked at him, confused as he broke the kiss, giving her a teasing smile. Next thing she knew she was placed on the sink, the cold temperature of the porcelain giving her goosebumps. He kneeled down, her heart skipping a beat as she watched him carefully. A small surprised whimper escaping her lips as she felt his kiss against her making her swallow before he continued. If she thought his tongue tasted good, then this was another taste of sweetness interely. A bit flustered she placed a hand in his hair, clunching some of his dark curls in her fist, her other hand on the sink to support herself better. Small moans started escaping her lips as he started out gently, his tongue simply playing with her a bit. Then it turned into a more intense feeling and she fought the urge to close her eyes and enjoy it. Her cheeks getting a pink color as she felt him lapping at her bits. Barely she kept up with breathing as she felt her hips wanting to move with his tongue and kisses, but she tried keeping still, making it easier for him to navigate her. She moaned more at this point, losing herself in this feeling could be dangerous and she forced herself to look at his grey eyes. The first time he moved away to plant a small bite at her thigh she gasped for air. She tried hard to get her oxygen intake normalized, but it didn’t seem to work.

”Be-Belial,” she stammered between her moans. She didn’t know how he did it, driving her so close to her high already seemed like impossible. Her body trembling at the thought of what he was doing to her, clenching his hair tighter as she felt herself getting closer. She leaned her head back, hitting the mirror and moaned loudly, louder than she had before, her hips wanting to move against him as she came. Her head still resting against the mirror she tried relaxing herself, but the feeling was hard to ignore. Her eyes opened, returning to look at Baal as she felt like something was burning in her. As he continued after her high she thought this might be it. This would be the time when she lost it, and the continueing stimulance of her made her moan louder and without hesitation or holding anything back. They had never gotten a noise complaint, but maybe they would after this. Buffy’s voice got a pitch higher as he hit a nerve, sending shivers down her spine and making her toes cramp up. He said he wanted her to scream his name, but it was hard when she felt so out of breath. She leaned back, resting her shoulders against the mirror, before moving her other hand to her other still planted in his hair. She grabbed another fistful, pressing him against her and moaning at the feeling. All of him, she wanted all of him. Every last inch, every drop of sweat and even the smallest hint of a blink. Her eyes almost turning inside out as he once more hit the nerve, sending pleasure through her body. Her legs moved around his torso, holding him in place as he pleased her, her moans only growing stronger and more needing. She wanted to feel him again. Nothing between them once more and she would beg to make that happen. Worse, she would demand it. Her begging was one thing, but her demands he always met, and she knew he wouldn’t be able to resist. He hit that nerve once more and she came out with a small high pitched sound of pleasure, like a muffled scream.

”Belial,” she said with a hoarse voice, looking down and searching his grey eyes, watching the specs of green behind the grey float like small clouds. Her breath was far from steady, and her chest heaved heavily, expanding and collapsing as she tried to find her words. ”I don’t want you to hold back,” she whispered. She knew a demon could have lusts greater than anything, and she had felt part of it in her own system. All she wanted was him inside her, She looked at him, vulnerable eyes, maybe not really knowing what she was asking for, but if they were to last, he would have to let her see that side of him too. Part of her wanted to see what lengths he would go to and what he could make her scream in euphoria.

He loved the way she was reacting to his pleasure, every moan sending waves of tingles through his head all the way to his lower half, making his grip on her thighs tighten as she got louder. His vigoruosly attack on her bits with his tongue was not without purpose, but he could feel the way she was barely able to breathe, the breaks giving her some air before he returned with more energy. Making her come twice was satisfying in a way but he quickly craved more, he wanted more of her, wanted to feel her himself and make her sound this way. The beastly demon in him was telling him to let go, let loose and take what was his - The thought tempting more than ever after hearing her like this. Through her second high, he calmed down a bit and went on to tease her, just to make sure that she wouldnt come down with satisfaction.
Her whisper made him look up at her with uncertain eyes as he moved his head back, feeling her wetness trickle down his chin. He sighed and lifted a hand that he placed on her cheek, “I dont want to hurt you,” he said with a rather concerned tone as he shifted between her eyes. He didnt really enjoy the thought of harming her in this way, it just wasnt in him. He let go of her thighs and rose to his feet as he pressed himself closer to her, his arms slithering around her as hos hungry eyes laid on hers. “I dont want to hold back, believe me. If you only knew what my mind was tempting me with, you’d understand that I’d do nothing but comply to your wish,” he said truthfully as he placed a gentle kiss on her lips. He sighed and moved his member against her, just feeling her skin against him, forced a faint moan from his lips. “But I’d fear that I would lose myself in the demon that I am,” he them added with a rather breathless tone, exhaling in a tremble as the teasing thoughts were battling his senses. All she had to do was to demand it, but he feared that she would. His eyes in a struggle between lust and desire and the vulnerability that he couldnt control himself. “If we are truly to do this, you have to stop me if I go too far,” his tone was fragile at this point but with agony as he craved being in her.

Looking down on him her jaw dropped, his lips wet from her parts and she had to bite her lips as to not drive herself mad looking at him. She leaned her head against his palm as he placed his hand on her cheek and she closed her eyes for a few seconds and opened her eyes as she heard him getting to his feet again. She could see the hunger in his eyes, and her own were burning with the need she had for him. Of course she could understand the worry, but with a soul in her system her body was stronger, and maybe it would be enough for her to take this. She felt his member and she let out a small moan, biting her lip as she tried not to just move him to her entrance right away. She moved her hands carefully from his dark locks and cupped his face between her palms, looking at him with a loving gaze. ”You won’t lose yourself, I promise you,” she whispered. Even though she knew she couldn’t control that promise, she also knew that she knew him. She knew that he couldn’t hurt her, even if he tried. She crawled down from the sink, feeling her wetness and sighed at the feeling. She took his hand, guiding him to the tub and sitting down with him and moving closer, straddling him and feeling him at her entrance. The warm water heating up the parts of her body still cold from the outside world. ”I’ve never been shy of telling you off, have I?” she said in a slightly teasing tone. She wanted to see this side of him, even if it was potentially dangerous. She moved down over him slowly, feeling hi minside her again felt amazing, and the warm water helped her relax more. She moved slowly against his hips, because she knew they had to work each other up a bit. Both of them were excited, but they needed a calm start before things could move to the rough part. ”You can be yourself with me,” she promised in a tender tone, leaning down to kiss him as her hips moved against his. Her moaning caught up to her, and she had to close her eyes as she moaned against his lips. The hot temperature of the bathroom making small sweat pearls already form on her skin. She moved against him again, this time a bit more rough and harder than she had done before. She did it again, feeling his member force it’s way in to her like this turned her on. ”Take me,” she whispered in a demanding tone. He wouldn’t be able to resist, but she didn’t want him to. She had to put her trust in him and him in her.

He followed her as she moved down from the sink, entering the bathtub and feeling the warmth around his body like a calming sensation to his nerves. But seeing her didnt make that last long.
“I feel more myself when I protect you from the demon in me,” he admitted but he couldnt deny that he wanted this as well in the moment. He had a feeling that he would come to regret it, but that feeling was clouded and hidden. As she made him enter her, a moan left his lips as he felt her ever so clearly without the condom, and feeling her this way made it harder to resist. He had to have her in the way the animalistic side told him, he couldnt deny that any longer. All it would take was her words.
As much as he enjoyed her belief in him, he wasnt so sure himself. It wasnt a surprise that once he lost control, getting it back was hard. It didnt just apply to his dark side, it applied to most things.
Her whispering demand made him sigh before he pushed his body forward, lifting her up with his hand as the other made a firm grasp on the side of the tub. He closed his eyes for a bit, like he was preparing himself for what was about to happen. He opened his eyes again and looked at her as his hips started moving slow, she may have prepared them well enough, but he just wanted to be completely sure. Soft moans left his lips as he looked into her eyes, but soon he picked up the pace, feeling the beast lurk around inside him, filled with hunger for her body. He growled a bit as he made harder thrusts, letting go of the tub to pull her leg to the side so he could get deeper. He leaned down to her neck and started biting, small firm bites that would mark her. Moans had underlying growls in them as his eyes seemed to shimmer in the light. “Boadicea....” he growled in a lustful tone against the skin of her neck, gritting his teeth before he opened his mouth and bit at her skin once again, connecting his marks that had already been placed.

As she had demanded he moved against her, grabbing her and pulling her tighter. His steady movement making her moan with every stroke as she looked at him. Their moans almost harmonizing and her moan got almost breathless as he pushed in deeper. His hard thrusts beating into her, making her succumb to this feeling of extacy. Where had her words gone? Her breath was unable to follow this type of sensation. As he bit at her neck she whimpered slightly, but though it hurt a bit, she felt it awfully enticing. His growl made her core spin and tightened slightly, a bit fearful of what might awaken, however she wanted this. ”Be … Be …” she couldn’t even say his name as he thrusted into her harder than he had done before, his bite sinding chills down her spine. Her hans grabbed at his shoulderblades, almost scratching as she felt everything so strongly. This was far from their usual loving intercourse, filled with gentle touches and sweet kisses. This was different. Very different, but however different i may be, it was still him. Still her Belial, giving her this immense pleasure that seemed to intensify with every thrust he made. She had a battle with her eyes, wanting to close them and focus on the feeling while also wishing to look at the demon doing this to her. She pulled at his shoulderblades, leaving long red marks down his back as she tried to keep up with his thrusts. Her moaning getting stronger, more animalistic as her own demonic side wanted to show itself. Her green eyes seemed to light up slightly as she looked at him, her mouth open as she was trying to keep up with her own breathing. The water warm around her and him pressing himself deeper than ever sent her into another world of emotions. She moved her lips to his, stealing a short kiss before she bit down on his lower lip. It might’ve been a little hard, but she didn’t know how to control this side of her. His throbbing member moving in and out of her, hitting harder and deep for every stroke, making her moans string together in a breathy and lustful song.

Her atempt to utter his name made him do a loosely grin that disappeared as he fastly returned to moan in the soft growls. He could feel how her body was reacting to him, how it despite the harsh nature still filled her with pleasure. Her hands on his shoulders and the pain that followed with the scratches made him gasp with surprise as he felt it intensify his arousal. “More,” he demanded in a low growl as his eyes never left hers. Like a predator watching it’s prey, except that he wasnt going to consume her, but rather make her succumb to the demon in him that would have his way with her.
He felt her nails dig into him and it made his pleasure that much intoxicating, his growls lingering in his vocal cords like an animal aboit to roar. He gritted his teeth and grasped at her skin on her lower back as he opened his legs for her thighs to rest on, but there would be no resting to have for the hybrid. His hand on the tub’s side helped him move in deep hard thrusts, filling him with a immense pleasure that he craved more off. He threw his head back and stretched his neck, groaning in this tantalizing string of feeling her so deeply, feeling himself force his way into her like this. His shoulders trembling as some part of him still wanted to hold back, not give in, yet the thought was as ever tempting.
He moved his head down to her in a swift movement as his hand on her lower back started moving her against him, to fulfill his unforgiving side, the hand on the tub let go to wrap around her and press her body against his as gasping moans left his lips, she would feel a slight heat coming off as the marks on his body started glowing slightly. Him losing control gave the artifact life, but it didnt seem like it wanted to take over. His arm around her grasped at her shoulderblade, digging his nails deep into her soft skin while he worked his merciless thrusts against her core. “Scream for me.” he demanded in a dark lustful voice that had way to long ago given into to being dry from the moaning and growling, making the tones rasp, as he looked at her with his grey eyes that had gotten a stronger tint of green than before. He let go of her body to grab her hands and force them behind her back so her chest would be yanked towards him, for his body to slide against as they moved in this demonic dance of love - And as long as he held her wrists with all his might, she couldnt do anything but feel him pound against her core. He felt himself get closer to his high and a disastified grumble left his lips as he kept thrusting in her, stroking that sweet spot with ease with his harsh movements.

The more he moved against her, the harder it was to keep up. She might be in over her head, but she couldn’t do much. She was at the mercy of a demon, and not just any demon. His demanding growl sent shivers down her spine, and she felt her heart beat faster. It was a weird mixture of feeling scared and feeling the arousal in the air. Her chest heaved as she tried breathing, but the heat radiating from his was almost burning her skin. She moaned as he thrusted again, whincing slightly as it was hurting a bit, but she kept reminding herself that she had asked this off of him. His demand felt off and soom he grabbed her hands. That’s when the cracking noise went through the room, and Buffy cried out in pain. The pain hitting her strong and she let out a scream, not in pleasure, but in pain. Her body shaking as she tried to make sense of the situation. Her eyes scared, lips trembling as she tried to move away from the demon. Her wrist was filled with pain, her fingers felt numb and worst of all she didn’t know what to do. She didn’t know how she did it, but she crawled out of the tub, just to get a sense of her body. She tried to stand but fell to her knees as more pain hit her, this time in her chest. She bent forward, placing her forehead against the wet floor and trying to breathe normally as the pain hit her system, making her limbs not react to her wishes. Tears had started falling as she hugged her now broken wrist close to her chest.

As soon as she screamed, it was not the scream he had expected. His movements froze as conflict raised inside him, the demon side telling him to continue while the other was ashamed of having lost control to the point where it hurt her. He let her move away and leaned back as he covered his face, trying to calm himself down and wrap his mind around it all. He exhaled in a tremble as he got up and pulled a towel around himself as he crouched down next to her and placed a hand on her back. He bit his lip and shook his head, as his eyes filled with sadness, “Boadicea I’m sorry,” he said in a low raspy tone as he looked at her broken wrist. He wanted to hold her close and tell her how bad he felt, but it wasnt going to help the situation they were in. He closed his eyes for a bit as he then carefully grabbed around her arm and looked her in the eyes, “This is going to hurt. But I know what I’m doing,” he assured her before he grabbed her hand and after giving her a moment to prepare, in a firm motion snapped her hand back in place. He hadnt told her but he knew quite a lot of stuff when it came to wounds and broken bones, it was something he had learned in his younger years and used whenever he met a wounded human on his missions. He looked around and got up to look for a first aid kit. When he found it, he grabbed a couple of painkillers as well before he returned to her. He crouched down to her against and grabbed a roll of bandages that he wrapped around her wrist. But as soon as he had wrapped it up, he handed her the painkillers as he got on his feet. He  picked her up carefully and walked out of the bathroom before he placed her on the couch, putting a blanket over her in complete silence before he went out on the balcony without saying anything.

She heard his voice, of course she did, but it was like she couldn’t react. He took her hand, forcing it back to it’s natural place and she whimpered at the feeling. Her heart still beating fast, in a state of mostly shock. She barely reacted as he lifted her, her eyes blank as he left the room. With her unwrapped hand she clutched the blanket closer around her body, feeling her body tremble as she slowly came back to her senses. Her heart felt like it was burning and she turned over on the couch, shaking slightly as she still felt uneasy. Her heart was hurting. Why was it hurting so much? She hugged the blanket closer as she got to her feet, stumbling forward, but wanting to get to Baal. It wasn’t normal for her heart to hurt like this. ”Ba-,” she got cut short as she felt immense pain in her chest, making her lean against the door frame as she gasped for air. Something or someone was doing this, but why? And how? Her heart beating like ten wild horses all running around, making her gasp for air as her body couldn’t control the pulse she was having right now. Her broken hand placed against her chest, trying to calm herself, as her other hand held up the blanket around her body. ”Something’s wrong,” she said in a strained voice between heaping in air to keep up with her pulse. Was this a panic attack or something more sinister in the air? She really hoped it would stop soon, as she felt so close to passing out at this point. ”Look at me,” she said in the demonic voice she had spoken with few times before, when her demon side came forward.