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pammiechick
11 years agoLegend
The following week, the breeding chamber is ready. Buffy can’t wait to show Haipo. “You want to see what our room looks like?” she asks.
Haipo kisses her neck, whispering, “I’ve been obsessing about you. Don’t make me wait any longer.”

Bane outdid himself with the carving of the furniture. He inched a little higher in her estimation for that. Buffy pulls Haipo into the den. Sinking into the couch, Buffy says, “What do you think?”
Haipo turns his head, shrugging. “Well, it looks like a bear could live in here.”
Buffy’s mouth drops open and she hits Haipo on the shoulder. Then she tickles him. “You take that back or you’ll die of laughter, slave!”

Through gasping chuckles, Haipo tries to pull Buffy’s hands away. “Alright, alright, I confess! It’s wonderful. I love it.”
She inches her face near his. “You do?”

“I do.” He draws his face even closer to hers. “Now come here. You’re too far away.”
She obeys, snuggling even nearer to him, smelling his comforting musky scent.

“That’s better. If I didn’t know better, I’d say you liked me.”
Buffy giggles. “Maybe.”
“I know I like you,” Haipo whispers. “I think too much.”

“It can never be too much,” Buffy says, rubbing the rough stubble on his chin.
Without another word, they kiss, bonding tighter and tighter like two vines growing together. Soon, it will be almost impossible to separate—to find where one begins and the other ends. Soon, they will become soulmates. Buffy hopes it will not be their undoing.

But whatever happens, there's no turning back.
Haipo kisses her neck, whispering, “I’ve been obsessing about you. Don’t make me wait any longer.”

Bane outdid himself with the carving of the furniture. He inched a little higher in her estimation for that. Buffy pulls Haipo into the den. Sinking into the couch, Buffy says, “What do you think?”
Haipo turns his head, shrugging. “Well, it looks like a bear could live in here.”
Buffy’s mouth drops open and she hits Haipo on the shoulder. Then she tickles him. “You take that back or you’ll die of laughter, slave!”

Through gasping chuckles, Haipo tries to pull Buffy’s hands away. “Alright, alright, I confess! It’s wonderful. I love it.”
She inches her face near his. “You do?”

“I do.” He draws his face even closer to hers. “Now come here. You’re too far away.”
She obeys, snuggling even nearer to him, smelling his comforting musky scent.

“That’s better. If I didn’t know better, I’d say you liked me.”
Buffy giggles. “Maybe.”
“I know I like you,” Haipo whispers. “I think too much.”

“It can never be too much,” Buffy says, rubbing the rough stubble on his chin.
Without another word, they kiss, bonding tighter and tighter like two vines growing together. Soon, it will be almost impossible to separate—to find where one begins and the other ends. Soon, they will become soulmates. Buffy hopes it will not be their undoing.

But whatever happens, there's no turning back.