Interlude: Make Me Forget
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A/N: Rating Change for sexual content - Not to explicit but if you don't want to read this chapter can be skipped without losing plot.
CHAPTER TWENTY-SIX - Interlude: Make Me Forget
Hotel – Jack’s Room
Buffy and Jack lay on their sides in the middle of his bed facing each other with their foreheads pressed together and their hands entwined. They’d talked for about an hour taking the first tentative steps in forming their new relationship.
“Jack, I’m scared. I’ve been away from this world for so long. I don’t know if I have a place here anymore and I do have a place on Ravenna. How am I supposed to choose between the two. And now with the prophecy.” At that her voice broke, “I feel like I don’t have any control over what happens to me and I hate that feeling.”
Jack gently ran his fingers through her hair in an attempt to sooth her. “Shh, Summers…Buffy. I know this hard but I’ll be here every step of the way. I just found you there is no way in hell I’m losing you to some stupid prophecy and as for the rest…well, we just have to take it one step at a time. We’ll find our way through this. I promise.”
Buffy looked into Jack’s eyes and was lost in their depths. She relaxed at the feel of his fingers running through her hair. No matter how crazy things were about to get she knew one thing, right here and right now she was safe and loved.
“Jack,” she said in a low husky voice as she reached a hand up to cup his cheek.
“Yeah,” he responded turning his face into her touch.
“Make me forget?”
At her words he leaned in and gently brushed her lips with his, “Are you sure?”
“Yes, I need you,” she answered and pulled his lips to hers in a passionate kiss.
Jack ran his hands down her back and cupped her bottom pulling Buffy flush against him letting her feel his arousal. Buffy moaned at the feel of his body and her hands began their own exploration. Soon they were both naked with Jack looking down into Buffy’s eyes. He leaned down and kissed her as he slowly entered her feeling her welcoming heat. Buffy arched toward him and soon they were engaged in an age old dance. Neither could hold back as their love making became fierce and built to an explosive climax.
Afterwards Jack rolled over pulling Buffy to sprawl across his chest. He held her to him in an almost fierce manner as if daring anyone or anything to steal her from him. He reached down and pulled the comforter over their nude bodies and both soon fell into a deep sleep.