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Summary: Buffy/Lorne drabble. Buffy goes to Lorne for a reading.

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BtVS/AtS Non-Crossover > Romance > Buffy/LornerayningstarsFR151374182,08722 Feb 0622 Feb 06Yes
Disclaimer: Buffy, Lorne, and all associated with them are property of Joss Whedon and some other people.
Rating: R
Pairing: Buffy/Lorne

Never in his entire life as an empath demon had he felt a purer soul than hers. Sure, he had read a slayer or two in the past, but it had never touched him quite like this. She sat in the spotlight on the center of the stage, purring out the sultry lyrics of the love ballad she had chosen. She was truly a vision. Her silky blonde hair cascaded down her shoulders, the lights making it look ethereally shiny. Her hazel-green eyes flitted around the room, touching his very heart when they collided with his own.

She held his gaze as an instrumental bridge played in the background. Something stirred deep inside of him that he just couldn't place. He held her gaze as he reached for his sea breeze, refusing to tear his eyes away from hers. When it came time for the chorus, she looked away, continuing her perusal of the enraptured crowd.

His breath was coming to him in short pants as the feeling in his gut continued to build. He saw her hopes, her passions; all the emotions that had been secreted away now came to the fore as she reached a rather difficult part in the verse. She hit every note with fine-tuned precision, angelic little sighs that made his head spin. He groaned in answer, feeling his entire body flush for her.

Tiny whimpers made their way, unbidden, past his quivering lips. His blonde siren raised the volume of her voice as the song neared its crescendo. Her eyes returned to his, looking so far into him he was unsure of where she began and he ended. His heart pounded away in his ass, causing delicious waves to pulse throughout his entire body. He tensed, flirting with the edge of release as she neared the end of her piece. Letting out a strangled cry of passion, he exploded as she belted out the final and strongest notes of the song.

Buffy breathed out the last, whispered words as Lorne came down from his high. The corners of her mouth tilted up ever so slightly, her eyes never having left his own. Oh yes, he would make sure she never stopped singing for him.

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