Clothing Optional


AUTHORS: Jill and Lynn

EMAIL: gryffon@netscape.net and lvirag@netcom.ca

RATING: NC17 - take it to heart, we are NOT kidding!

SUMMARY: Continuation of The Games We Play, Bell, Book and Angel, and Interlude. Another plotless wonder. It's Saturday night of a Joyce free weekend, and Buffy wants to party. Features the Bronze, a bet, and lots of caffeine.

CONTENT: Lots 'o sex! Angel and Buffy; no utterly stupid loophole to the curse, no baddies, just Angel and Buffy. But the Scooby Gang does make an appearance.

DISCLAIMER: Angel and Buffy are not ours. Joss is a god, spiteful, but a god nonetheless. No copyright infringement is intended. We'll put them back until we want to play with them some more. Which we actually already are!

NOTES: Don't do this at home, folks. It's our own little universe that has never heard of disease or pregnancy, so watch it!

Song Lyrics belong to Savage Garden - Truly, Madly, Deeply

I have it on good authority that the surround sound and technicolor should be turned on for this one.;-> AGAIN! You have been warned!

We expect lots of feedback! We live for it! If we don't get it we'll hunt you down and torture you with more of the same! You have no idea what we went through! Up to and including an impromptu Instant Message session role playing Angel and Buffy, that if it ever were to come to light, would probably get us kicked off the Internet and our computers confiscated. Once again we are politely requesting that you let us know how many cold showers it took to get you through this one ;->


He was seriously beginning to rethink his actions, telling her to leave her underwear off. What was I thinking...that dress barely covers her ass...beautiful ass...tight...STOP IT...cute wiggle...mmmmm...down boy...it's gonna be a loooooonnnnng night...I deserve it...should have known better...

They made their way through the crowded room towards the table where everyone sat, laughing, waiting to start a party. It was Oz's birthday, and Willow made sure everybody knew it. And that everybody showed up.

"Sorry guys," she shouted over the music. "Got held up."

She heard Angel give a snort behind her. "Held up...sure...if that's what you want to call it." Xander immediately moved away from them, coming to stand behind a very uncomfortable Librarian. "Are you still mad, Buffy? Cuz I didn't mean to...I was worried...and you didn't answer the door....and, I'm gonna shut up now..." he babbled.

"You're forgiven for embarrassing me. Happy?" He came out from behind Giles, moving forward to hug her. When he got within reach, she smacked him on the back of the head, hard. "That, however, is for interrupting Angel." Smiling sweetly, she turned to Oz.

"Happy Birthday!"

"Thanks..."

Buffy looked at the table and groaned. "Shoulda known..." she said, shaking her head. There were shot glasses on the table. Filled with a green liquid that looked like it would glow in the dark. It made both Willow and Xander bounce off the walls. "Mountain Dew." She rolled her eyes heavenward, wondering why she hadn't guessed. She looked at Willow and Xander, who were anxiously waiting for her to speak, took a deep breath, and gave in gracefully. "Set 'em up."

Willow, obviously already under the influence of the caffeine and the sugar, shouted in a loud voice, "Yes!" while Xander poured the liquid into the two empty glasses on the table. Giles and Angel looked at each other, completely confused. "Who's countin'?" Buffy asked. "Somebody has to reign in this insanity."

"Me," Oz said. "Never touch the stuff myself."

"Well, you're dealing with her tonight. She's already bouncin'."

"I think it's kinda cute..."

"Wait until later. This could get ugly..."

They both started to laugh. "How many am I down?" she asked him.

Willow answered, her laughter bubbling out of her throat. "Ten."

"Maaaaaaannnn..." Buffy whined. "You're gonna have my hands shaking for a week."

Willow laughed again, bouncing on her stool. "My feet tingle already."

"And I haven't eaten anything...take the count down by five and I'm in..." she bargained.

"Done..." Xander shouted, hitting the table, startling Giles. "Too bad G-Man won't play...he could use some loosening up." Buffy shot Giles a sympathetic look. "Sorry, shoulda warned ya'. Happens a lot."

"Quite all right...but I still don't...that is...what is this game?"

She explained, "About once a month, these two decide that they are going to go insane and take everyone with them. This is the result. And it's not pretty..." Taking her seat, she pulled five glasses to her and took a deep breath. She drank three in rapid succession, rested, and then slammed the other two back. Angel looked on, wondering just what in the world she was doing. "All right, I'm up to speed. Let's get this party started!"

Xander and Willow looked at each other and yelled, "PARTY!" and collapsed in fits of giggles.

Buffy just shook her head and moaned, "This must be a good batch if they've only had ten. It usually takes at least fifteen to get them to this point." She looked over at Cordelia. "He's gonna be Mr. Gropy tonight isn't he?"

"Hey, I resemble that remark!" came from across the table.

Cordy shot him a glare and then announced to the entire table, "Too bad he doesn't know what to do with those hands!" Buffy clapped her hand over her mouth to keep from shrieking in laughter. Willow just let it out, nearly falling off of her stool, but was caught by Oz. Giles turned bright red before he too started chuckling along with Angel. Xander's eyes grew wide before Cordelia got her last shot in. "Maybe I should send him to Angel for some pointers. Looks like he knows what he's doing."

Angel shot back, "He shows up before Monday and he's lunch."

Buffy collapsed against the table in a fit of helpless giggles. Xander made his way towards Cordy chanting, "Chase, Chase, Chase..." sending her bounding off of her stool with a shriek and running through the building with her caffeine fiend of a boyfriend close behind.

Willow looked at Buffy with a serious expression on her face but a laugh behind her eyes. "You think he'll catch her this time? Maybe we should find them a closet..."

"Are you kidding? She should just tie him to a bed and get it over with," this causing another snort of laughter from Angel. "I hear her complain one more time and I'll tie him down for her."

The caffeine started to kick in. Turning to Angel she asked, "Dance with me?"

Taking her hand, he led her to the dance floor just as the lights dimmed and the music changed rhythm from the pounding beat of earlier to a slower R and B. As soon as the music started, she recognized the song and smiled. Taking his hands in hers, she slid them down to her hips, and started to rock side to side. Leaning down he whispered in her ear, "You were listening to this song earlier weren't you?"

She nodded slowly, moving in closer. "I love this song...reminds me of you..." and she wound her arms around his neck, bringing him closer. His hands slipped around her waist, pulling her to him. The minute he touched her he was rock hard. She felt him rise against her stomach and giggled. "Who's insatiable now?" She rubbed up against him again and again, driving him slowly out of his mind. Her fingers slid up to twine in his hair and stroke the sides of his neck. He growled lightly at her and she shuddered slightly under his hands. "I wouldn't do that if I were you," she warned him. "Remember my state of undress..."

"It's all I thought about on the way here, watching you walk..."

"We'll just stay a little while...I promise."

"I'm holding you to it..."

"Jeez you two...get a room...," came from Cordelia who was dancing with Xander. Well, trying to hold him still...

With a big grin, Buffy shot back, "Get a closet," earning a dirty look from Cordy and a singularly goofy expression from Xander, who then started turning his head to look for one. "Don't even think about it Dork Boy," Cordelia warned him. He looked so forlorn that Angel had to laugh.

"No, no, no. Your bad. Only we get to tease him..."

He groaned. "I still owe him from earlier."

"I think his terrified wails will suffice, don't you?"

"I suppose..." he ground out between his teeth. Suddenly he felt her stomach rumble against him. "When was the last time you ate, baby?"

Drawing him down to her, she whispered seductively in his ear, "Well, I had you this morning..." causing him to growl at her again; and continuing in regular voice, "then I ate an apple when you were asleep..."

"Your stomach feels like an earthquake. You need to eat something...don't look at me like that...I mean food," he told her sternly. As the song ended, he drew her across the room to the bar. She ordered a burger and fries. When it was ready, they took it back to the table so she could sit and eat. Angel sat down on one of the empty stools, and before she could blink, he grabbed her around the waist and sat her gently on his lap. She grinned widely as she realized why - a very large, hard bulge pressed up against her. He growled in her ear, "I suggest you stop squirming and eat."

Willow took in the whole scene through glazed eyes, with her head propped on her arm on the table and a big smile. Buffy and Angel both looked up at her and she gave them a little wave. "Oh man," Buffy breathed. "She's gone...Jeez Oz, how many of those has she had?"

"Uh, I think she snuck a few...like three cans."

Buffy laughed as Xander and Cordelia came back to the table. Cordy took one look at Willow and in a stage whisper said, "Maybe somebody should take her to the bathroom and put her head between her legs until the blood starts flowing again..."

For some reason Giles and Angel found this incredibly funny. Angel laughed so hard, Buffy was bouncing in his lap. He groaned softly, grabbing her hips and stilling her, earning a speculative stare from Cordelia. Mortified, Buffy continued to eat in silence.

Xander piped up. "Hey, if she snuck some, why can't I?" and grabbed a full can off the table. Before Cordelia could get it away from him, he drained it and slammed it back on the table like the shot glasses. Then he gave Cordelia a strange leer, reached out his hands and flexed his fingers. "Oooh, I'm feelin' a little gropy..." again causing Angel to laugh as Cordy blurted out, "Don't even go there, Octopussy..."

Buffy started to choke with laughter. Angel had to tap her on the back to get her to breathe. But Xander was relentless, advancing on Cordelia slowly. When he got within range, she smacked him on the shoulder and ground out, "I told you, when you learn what to do with them, we'll talk..." Giles took all this in with awe.

"I'm tellin' ya Cordy. Tie him to a bed and get it over with..." Buffy said in such a matter of fact tone that Giles was shocked speechless, not that he was doing much talking anyway. Buffy squirmed a little in Angel's lap. He leaned down and whispered in her ear, "Keep doing that and I'm gonna throw you on the table and go for it right here. Bad enough I know you're not wearing your panties...maybe I should tie you up." This getting Cordy's attention, she listened to their exchange.

Leaning back towards him to whisper in his ear, Buffy squirmed again and told him, "Maybe you should smack me again," continuing to grind her bottom in his lap as unobtrusively as possible.

"You really are trying to kill me aren't you?" he groaned, the sound catching the full attention of both Cordelia and Willow. Suddenly he stood and all but pushed her out of his lap and took off for parts unknown. She stared after him with a gleam in her eye as she noted his location. With a mumbled "excuse me..." she disappeared into the crowd.

Cordelia smirked after her, intending a bit of revenge for the "get a closet" remark. Sitting up straighter, she told Willow, "Alright. Bet's $20. Men's room. Door locked in under 5. I give 'em ten minutes."

Willow giggled, quick on the uptake. "I'll be nice and give 'em twenty minutes. Margin of error?

"20 minutes plus or minus 5."

Willow giggled again. "Proof?"

"Hearing."

"You're on."

Giles had heard the entire exchange. He was shocked. They couldn't be betting...that Buffy and Angel... were going to do that...here...and going to LISTEN...WILLOW?!............. Utterly impossible.

He looked around the table at the teenagers he spent almost everyday with. Xander was confused but Oz was a little red in the face. Cordelia and Willow stood up and slowly made their way across the dance floor, heading towards the back of the club, and the restrooms. Must be the caffeine...

Angel stood in the men's room lightly banging his head against the wall in an attempt to clear it of his lustful thoughts about Buffy..."What was I thinking?....Should have known better....idiot....can't keep your hands off her anyway....but with no panties....stupid....stupid....stupid." Then he heard it.

CLICK.

He knew she was there. He knew it. He looked over his shoulder at her, standing against the door with a seductive gleam in her eye. "What are you doing in here?"

"Searching for you. Looks like you have a little problem...no I take that back, it's not a little problem...it's a nice big problem..." she said as she started to stalk him in the small room. "And I wanna take care of it, lover." At that the rational parts of his brain short circuited. She soon had him pinned against the door. He knew what she wanted to do, and lord love him, he was going to let her. In a strangled voice he called out, "Anybody in here?" He got no response. As she dropped gracefully to her knees in front of him, his brain completely shut down.

As her hands reached for his zipper, he let out a strangled, "OH GOD!" and fell back against the door, hard. As she opened the button and eased the tab of the zipper down, she giggled. Reaching up, she tugged his pants down with his underwear in them, and he sprang free with a groan. "Are you ready, lover," she asked him, taking his hard length in her hands and pumping slowly. His answer was a low growl that changed into a shout as she opened her mouth and sucked him inside

The two girls stood outside the door. They heard a barely muffled "OH GOD!" through it, the voice clearly recognizable as Angel's. Willow began to giggle hysterically, but Cordy slapped a hand over her mouth to keep her quiet. "Shhhh!" she hissed. Something thudded against the door hard, and they heard Buffy giggle.

Seventeen minutes thirty seven seconds. Seventeen minutes and thirty eight seconds. "Aaaaaaaaggggghhhhhhhh."

"I win," Willow whispered.

His knees were weak. She knelt there at his feet, looking up at him with a Cheshire cat grin. "Mmmmmmm...dessert." Slowly she rose to her feet, wrapping her arms around his neck and kissing him full on the mouth. He could taste himself on her tongue. He felt his incisors lengthen and the ridges begin to form as she moved against him. As she had done the night before, she slipped her tongue into his mouth, running it across a fang, and drawing blood for him. Thrusting her tongue deep into his mouth she deliberately teased him with the taste of her blood. He pulled back from her as he felt himself go hard. Looking into her face he asked with a toothy grin, "Which round is this again?"

Cordy heard a muffled question through the door. Then she distinctly heard Buffy laugh. Something hit the door with enough force to make it shake. A loud groan and a giggle came next. "No way..." Cordy whispered. "They can't be..." The door started taking hits, steady, rhythmic hits that shook the frame. "They are..." she whispered in awe.

She wrapped her legs around his waist, pressing herself down onto him. His hands roughly pushed her dress up past her hips and then grabbed her ass and thrust her down onto his cock. He literally began pounding her into the door. "If I didn't know any better..." he grunted out, "...I'd say you really were trying to kill me..."

She laughed again, responding , "Why on earth...would I...do that...? I...need you...here....with me."

"What the hell are you two doing?" Xander asked Cordy and Willow, loudly, so as to be heard over the music.Cordy and Willow looked up guiltily. Then, he heard the door rattle on it's hinges. Suddenly, Xander put two and two together, and came up with Buffy and Angel. As the door thudded heavily against its frame, he finally understood exactly what was going on, flushing red, before he began pounding on the door.

"HEY! YOU TWO ARE IN PUBLIC DAMMIT!" he yelled as he hit the door. In response he heard a vicious snarl and a screamed "GO AWAY NOW, XANDER!" from Buffy. The door suddenly stopped moving as a loud growl and a muffled cry were heard.

There was an audible CLICK as the lock was disengaged. The door opened slowly. Angel was trying to pull her dress further down over her hips as fast as he could and Buffy was trying to button his shirt at the same time. Cordelia, Willow and Xander were all standing outside the door looking in. Cordy and Willow were grinning from ear to ear, but Xander was livid. "Did you have to do that here?"

Angel turned and looked at him with a little smile. "Yes." Buffy laughed and stepped between the two of them giving Xander a stern look. For the first time everyone got a look at the two small holes just beneath her ear, and Xander wisely kept his mouth shut. Angel wrapped his arms around her from behind and nuzzled her neck, whispering, "I think it's time we go home."

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Their faces covered with unrepentent grins, Buffy and Angel made their way back to the table, Xander sputtering behind them. Willow and Cordelia followed, laughing at the situation, silently agreeing that it was better if no money changed hands while Buffy and Angel were still on the premises.

Giles and Oz watched the entourage.As they approached, they heard Xander muttering, "I cannot believe you two did THAT here...of all places...you couldn't walk two blocks home?...and you tell ME I have no self control..."

Giles was stunned. He never expected them to...oh goodness, in public...and then he looked at them. And chuckled. He remembered how it felt...even if none of them, with the exception of Angel, believed him. He chuckled at the look on Angel's face as he took a seat and proceeded to groan as Buffy climbed up and sat on his lap again.

At the sound of Angel's groan, both Giles and Oz turned red. Xander gaped at them, mouth wide open. With an innocent look, Buffy said , "...what...?" But she couldn't keep up the act. She giggled and started to squirm in Angel's lap once more. He grabbed her hips and held her still against him, growling out a warning, "BEHAVE." And she laughed again. "Okay, I'll play nice..."

To twist the knife a little more, in a nonchalant tone Cordelia asked, "So, Buffy, how bad are the bruises on your butt from being pounded into the door?"

Giles nearly fell off the stool he was sitting on. Willow cackled with laughter. Xander and Oz were speechless. Angel groaned and dropped his head against Buffy's back. Buffy on the other hand, turned slowly to look at Cordy, and answered with an off hand air. "If I have any, they certainly aren't from that door."

Head still down, Angel chuckled, "I didn't smack you that hard...did I say that out loud?" Peeking a look over her shoulder, he realized - he had. Eyes all around the table were wide and staring at him and Buffy. "Hey - she deserved it..." he said defensively. No one said anything.

"And just how did you come to that conclusion? I was bent over the arm of the...." she realized what she was saying and her voice died off quickly. She elbowed him in the ribs gently, laughing. "Ooooohhhh, you're gonna pay for that one, buddy."

Everyone at the table, including Xander, was silent, staring at the two of them. Raising his head, he nuzzled her neck and grinned, whispering in her ear, low enough for only her to hear, "You're just SO spankable..."

Leaning into him, she giggled again as his arms came around her waist to pull her close. "I think we can go home now..."

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He heard her behind him as he was trying to get the key in the lock. "Woo Boy, think the caffeine is kickin' in," she giggled, and he felt her arms wrap around him. Note to self - Buffy and caffeine: not good. Finally, he got the door open as her hands started to head south. He chuckled as he pulled her through it, wondering how in the world she did this to him. She actually made him laugh. He decided it had to be the giggle. It was contagious.

She pressed herself up against his back as her hands roamed. As they started to slip under his belt, he spun around and stared down at her. "Again?!" he asked incredulously? "After all we've done today, you want to go again?"

"Yep...make up for the bathroom thing. I told you I'll play nice." She grinned up at him as he drew her into his arms. "Are you up for just one more game?"

"Not yet, but I will be soon," he chuckled. "So, what do you want to do? This is your show..."

"Well," she breathed. "First off, I'm gonna do the bathroom thing. You are going to find some music, and wait for me to come back." She quickly slipped out of his arms, kicked off her shoes, and headed towards the bathroom. He watched her until she shut the door, and then he turned around and started trying to find some music for her unknown game. He heard the faucet turn on behind the door as he found what he was looking for. She liked this song; he'd seen her play it over and over and over. He put it on, set for repeat, and turned the volume low as she emerged from the bathroom.

"Sorry I left you all by your lonesome, lover...but believe me, Mountain Dew breath isn't conducive to romance..." she laughed. She heard the song he had chosen and smiled. "Perfect...just perfect..."

"Knew you liked it..."

They both walked toward the middle of the room, meeting halfway. "Dance with me?" he asked. Without a word, she moved into his arms, as they began moving to the gentle rhythm of the music. She began to quietly sing the words against his chest.

I'll be your dream, I'll be your wish I'll be your fantasy, I'll be your hope I'll be your love, Be everything that you need I'll love you more with every breath Truly, madly, deeply do I will be strong I will be faithful, 'cause I'm counting on you

A new beginning, A reason for living A deeper meaning, I want to stand with you on a mountain I want to bathe with you in the sea I want to lay like this forever, Until the sky falls down on me

And when the stars are shining brightly in the velvet sky, I'll make a wish send it to heaven then make you want to cry The tears of joy for all the pleasure and the certainty That we're surrounded by the comfort and protection of

The highest powers, In lonely hours The tears devour you

I want to stand with you on a mountain, I want to bathe with you in the sea I want to lay like this forever, Until the sky falls down on me

Oh can you see it baby?, You don't have to close your eyes 'cause it's standing right before you, All that you need will surely come

I'll be your dream, I'll be your wish I'll be your fantasy, I'll be your hope I'll be your love, Be everything that you need I'll love you more with every breath, Truly, madly, deeply do

I want to stand with you on a mountain, I want to bathe with you in the sea I want to lay like this forever, Until the sky falls down on me

She slowly drew his head down and placed her lips on his. What started as a sweet, romantic kiss soon escalated to a passionate one that left her breathless. She smiled as she pulled away from him. Taking his hand, she lead him over to the big leather chair, gently pushed him down into the seat, and climbed into his arms, straddling his lap.

"Always wondered if this chair was big enough to..." she said as she wriggled to get comfortable. "Yep," she said brightly. "It's big enough." He groaned as her dress rode higher up her thighs. She giggled as his hands moved down and caressed her legs. She wiggled closer to him, pressing against his chest, wrapping her arms around his neck. "No teasing...no games...Well, maybe a little...I just want to make you feel good. Let me?" She nipped at his neck gently as his arms tightened around her. He felt her fingers start to slowly undo the buttons of his shirt, and tug it out of his pants.

Laying the edges of the shirt back, she bent her head and placed little kisses as far as she could reach, flicking his nipples with her tongue and then gently with her fingernails. He growled lightly and arched into her hands as she rubbed them down his stomach to the waistband of his pants. Quickly she undid his belt and slid it out of the loops, tossing it over her shoulder as it came free. She looked at him and they both laughed.

Sliding down his legs, she knelt on the floor in front of him. She unbuttoned his pants and drew the zipper down, but made no further advances, settling instead to remove his shoes and socks first. Soon she returned to his waist, placing warm kisses over his abdomen and dipping her tongue into his navel before dragging it down to where his boxers prevented her from going any lower. She pulled him further down in the chair. Looking up his body, she grinned and quirked an eyebrow at him. Grinning back at her, he raised himself up off the chair, allowing her to pull his pants down and off his legs, dropping them behind her. He silently wondered why she had left his underwear on, but it was a fleeting thought when she grinned at him and pushed his thighs open so she could move between them.

"What do you want?" she asked slowly.

"You..." he sighed. "All I ever want is you...."

She stroked him softly through the silk. "Do you like that?"

He groaned slightly and his hips rocked upwards a little. "What do you think?"

Leaning forward, she used the tip of her tongue to trace his length through the silk, watching his eyes the whole time. "Do you like that?" He nodded his head slowly and closed his eyes.

"More?"

"Yes..." He felt her move away from him and place her hands at his waist. She gave his boxers a little tug. In response to her silent command, he lifted up and twisted to help her get them off. She dropped them on top of his trousers.Moving back to him, she stroked his thighs, and whispered, "Open your legs..." He opened his eyes and grinned, and very deliberately slid his legs open further.

She smiled at him and moved between his splayed legs once again. He was hard and waiting for her. Impatiently, he thrust his hips up a little. "What are you waiting for?"

"Greedy boy..." she chuckled. She touched the insides of his thighs, rubbing gently. He hissed in frustration, rolling his hips slightly.

"What do you want?" she asked again.

"Whatever you want to do..." he answered her in a whisper.

She shook her head slowly. "No...this is for you...what do YOU want?"

"I like it when you touch me...touch me again..."

Placing her hands on his stomach, she gently stoked him down to his thighs. "Like this?"

"Mmmmmm...that's nice...but I like it when you touch me here..." and with that he took her hand and pressed it against his cock. She smiled at him again, and wrapped her hands around him and stroked slowly. "Like that?"

"Yesssss...." he hissed. "Don't stop..."

"I'm not going to stop until you tell me to," she told him. "Whatever you want..."

"Harder....please..." She responded immediately by tightening her grip on him and continued to stroke in the same slow rhythm. His hips rocked in time with her hands. Looking up at him, she grinned, "Does that feel good?"

"Feels so good...don't want you to stop..."

"I won't...not until you say..."

He chuckled softly, "Won't ever stop you..."

"Really?" she asked, an eager note in her voice.

"Have I ever?"

"Yes..."

He groaned. "Never because I wanted to..."

"Then why?"

"Didn't think you'd want to...didn't want to scare you..."

"Why would it scare me?" she asked, puzzled, as she continued to stroke and squeeze him in her hands.

"I was afraid I'd lose control...all I wanted to do was push myself inside your mouth...down your throat..."

She chuckled. "I've wanted you to..."

"What? Lose control...you wanted that?"

"Yes...I love seeing that...when you change...when I make you do it..."

He let out a deep sigh. "It scares me..." he admitted in a low voice. "I don't ever want to hurt you."

"I wouldn't let you...I can take it...I can hold my own." She looked up at him and smiled. "I'm holding you now, aren't I?

"Yes," he sighed. "Yes you are."

"Do you like it...my hands like this?

"I love the feel of your hands...touching me...squeezing me..."

"Do you want more...tell me what you want..."

"...not just my cock, baby...touch all of me..."

She stopped and ran her hands up to his chest and then back down to his thighs. "Like that?" she asked with a chuckle.

A slow smile spread across his face. "That's nice...but not what I meant..."

"What did you mean?" she asked with a smile.

"My balls...touch them...squeeze them..." he breathed out.

Chuckling, she took them into her hand and squeezed them gently. "Like that?"

"Yesssssss....more...."

Continuing the action, she whispered to him, "When you're inside me...these feel nice...feel you against me..."

At her words, he jerked against her, and she chuckled. "Like that do we?"

"Oh yes...I definitely like that..."

"What else do you like?"

"Your mouth..."

"What about my mouth?"

"Your tongue...your lips..."

"Where do you like them?" she teased gently, smiling up at him.

"On my cock..."

"Like this?" she asked before she flattened her tongue and licked him from the base up to just under the tip, causing him to arch in pleasure, hips lifting from the chair. She pulled away from him and he slowly settled back down.

"Just like that...don't stop...please...."

Using her tongue in the same manner, she repeated the action, over and over, watching his face as she continued to pleasure him. She heard him groan, "You're killing me..."

"I can't kill you," she chuckled, and was answered by one. "Very funny..."

"I thought so..."

"Take it in your mouth...want to feel you around me...so warm and soft..."

"Really? Do you like being in my mouth?"

He answered her question with a wicked grin. "I like being in you..."

"That wasn't what I asked..." she laughed.

"I love being in your mouth..."

"I love you being in my mouth...you get so big and hard and I know its all for me..."

"Yesssss....all for you...."

Watching him, she licked her lips and opened her mouth slowly, sliding him in as far as she could. He watched her actions, focused on her mouth, and groaned loudly when she smiled around him and sank lower, trying to take more of his hard length into her throat. Unable to stop himself, he began to rock upwards into her mouth, gently thrusting. She placed her hands on his hips to slow him down, but she continued to sink lower into his lap. He groaned loudly, pressing up against her hands. Unable to breathe, she pulled back slowly, rubbing her tongue against him.

"Oh god...that feels so good..."

Taking a deep breath, she went back down slowly, this time taking a little more of him in. Looking up at him with a wicked glint in her eye, she hummed in the back of her throat, causing him to moan loudly. "Baby...I'm not gonna last much longer..."

She slowly raised her head and released him into the cool air of the room. Smiling she said, "Well, I'm gonna make you last...we're not done yet..." He groaned and his head fell back against the chair. "Did you like that?" she asked. "We're gonna have to practice..."

"I loved it...but I didn't want you to stop..." he groaned.

"I have to...don't want you to come yet..." she whispered. "But I liked having you in my mouth...felt like you were going down my throat...did it feel good?"

"Felt better than good...so warm and wet..."

"I'm warm and wet other places too..."

"I know baby, " he chuckled. "I know...I like those places too."

"I know you do...want to go there now?"

"Anything...wherever you want me..."

She chuckled. "After today, you'd better not make me that offer..."

"Guess I'd better be careful what I wish for..."

"You can wish for it all you want...that three wishes thing is so old...and that's one wish I'll grant whenever you want..." she told him wickedly.

"My own personal genie..." he laughed.

"Your wish is my command..." she grinned. "Well, tonight anyway."

"You are my wish...and not just tonight..."

"I don't know...pretty general wish..."

"You want specifics?" he asked.

"Yes...gotta know what to give you..."

"I wish you hadn't stopped before...I wish I was still inside your mouth..."

"I'm sorry...but that's THE one wish I won't grant tonight...don't want you to come yet..."

"Promises, promises," he grumbled.

Pretending to think about it for a moment, she said, "If I do...would you be able to do it again...I mean we've done it a lot today..."

Grinning at her, he waggled his eyebrows. "Try me..."

"Alright," she playfully admonished him with a grin, "but remember, we're gonna do it again...so no complaints from you later."

"Not gonna complain about that..."

In an almost conversational tone, she asked, "Do you want me to try all of it again? Or do you want me to just suck it?" She grinned at the surprised look on his face.

Giving up, he chuckled. "Oh god...just suck it...can't wait much longer..." His head fell back to the chair.

He heard her ask, "Slow or fast?" before he felt her tongue roll around the head of his cock.

"Slow and hard, baby..." he whispered.

"Mmmmm...my favorite," she answered before she slipped him into her mouth and sucked hard on the tip as she pumped her hands slowly. His hips rocked upwards, trying to push himself deeper into her mouth. She moved her lips down, taking more of him in as she moved her hands faster, and she drew on him strongly.

"That's it baby...that's what I want...suck me..." His hands came up to rest on her head. "Slow baby...slow and hard...mmmmmmmmmm...."

She squeezed him harder as she sucked. From above she heard him groan, "Soon...gonna come soon..." and she grazed him with her teeth. His hips bucked as he growled at her, "Again...use your teeth again..."

She did what he wanted, gently biting down on the head over and over, alternating with flicks of her tongue as she suckled strongly and he thrust his hips upwards. "Mmmmmmmm....gonna come baby....ready.....suck hard...." and she moved her head down a little further and drew on him again, rubbing her tongue underneath the head. "Now baby....NOW...." She sucked as hard as she could as he exploded in her mouth with a shout of pleasure, his hips bucking upwards. He held her head still to accept his thrusts, and she continued to draw on him gently as he sunk back into the chair with a sigh.

"Ahhhhh....you feel so good..."

She smiled around him as she looked up his prone body. He ran his hand through her hair softly. Another wave of desire hit him as he clearly saw her throat move as she swallowed. But she wouldn't release him until he told her to.

"Easy, baby...easy...I need you up here..."

Letting him slip from her mouth, she said with a grin, "I thought you didn't want me to stop."

"Not stop...want you up here..." and he slid his hands down the side of her face as he urged her to come to him. He met her mouth in a passionate kiss, thrusting his tongue deep inside. She answered his ardor with her own, rubbing her tongue against his, moaning in the back of her throat.

Against her mouth he whispered, "I want to feel you against me..."

"I am against you..." she teased.

"Want to feel your skin..." he mumbled as his hands slid up her legs to push the hem of her dress higher. She reached down drew it up and over her head quickly, feeling his hands following its progress up her body. Tossing it behind her, she settled herself against his chest, straddling his thighs, and sighed as he ran his hands up her back and pressed her body tightly to him.

She felt him bury his face between her neck and shoulder, kissing and licking the soft skin. She mimicked his actions, nuzzling into his neck and biting down sharply...not too hard...but enough to get his attention. "Buffy?! What the...?"

"We're not finished...remember?" she asked as she soothed the injury with her tongue.

"I remember," he groaned into her shoulder.

She wriggled in his lap, grinding herself against his rapidly recovering cock. "You're not ready for me yet?" she chuckled against his neck. "Where's the vamp stamina now?" she teased gently as she moved against him.

"Give me a minute, baby," he laughed. "Move slower...make me ready for you," he moaned against her shoulder as she did as he asked, rubbing against him. She sat up in his lap as he rocked his hips upwards.

"Almost ready...but not yet...I want you HARD for me..." she breathed.

Smiling up at her, he whispered, "Touch your breasts for me...watching you makes me hard...show me how you like to be touched..."

She slid her hands over her breasts slowly, pushing them together slightly, using the tips of her fingers to rub the nipples deliberately. He groaned loudly at the sight, still rocking his hips toward her. "I'm getting so hard...just for you..."

Taking his head in her hands, she drew his mouth to hers, whispering against his lips, "Make my nipples hard..."

Grinning, he slid his hands up her sides and moved slowly to cup her breasts in his hands, brushing his thumbs across the tips. "That's nice," she murmured. "But I meant with your mouth."

"Bossy little thing aren't you?" he chuckled.

"You know you love it," she laughed as he bent forward and quickly sucked one nipple into his mouth, gave it a single lick, and then released it. He repeated the action with the other one before she tilted his head up to look at him. "That was mean."

"Ohhhh...I'm not done yet..." he promised. Holding her gaze, he bent forward once again and lazily ran the tip of his tongue around one nipple before he suddenly nipped it with his teeth, and then tongued it again.

"Ooooooh....that's nice..."

"Like that?"

"God yes...I love your mouth..."

Raising up he kissed her quickly, then sank back down and turned his attention to the other nipple, sucking it slowly into his mouth, and just holding it there. She wriggled a little in his arms. "Don't stop," she pouted. Leisurely, he sucked again and circled the tip with his tongue.

"Yesssss...more..."

He smiled against her and whispered, "Greedy..." before he nuzzled the other breast.

"You'd better believe it," she laughed. "I love your mouth on me."

He licked and nibbled at the other nipple, asking "Do you like this?"

"Mmmmm...makes me tingle..." and she let out a little gasp as he bit down softly and tugged. "Oooooh...more..."

"I love it when they get hard for me," he murmured against her before he sucked it strongly into his mouth.

"Just have to be...mmmmmm...near you and they get hard..." she said as she wriggled closer to his mouth.

"I get hard just looking at you..." he told her. "Can't believe you're mine..."

"If I wasn't yours," she chuckled, "I wouldn't be here sitting on your lap letting you play with my nipples..."

Suddenly, he grabbed her hair and gently pulled her head back. "Just let anyone else try..." he growled.

"Feeling a bit possessive, are we?" she giggled.

In a low growl, he responded. "Mine." Then he grinned at her.

"But you're mine, too..." she laughed.

"All yours..."

"Prove it..."

"Already have," he chuckled. "What else do you want?"

Leaning forward, she whispered in his ear, "You...hard...deep inside me...NOW." He reached down and grabbed her hips, pulling her roughly to him as she felt him enter her. She squirmed in his lap as she placed her hands on his shoulders and pushed down hard on him as he thrust upwards and buried himself completely inside of her.

Using his hands, he twisted her hips against him, making her moan softly. "Mmmmmm...sooo big..." and he lifted her up and slammed her back down, wringing an "Oh god...more..." from her throat.

"You do it...slow...," he whispered as he lifted her up until just the head remained inside her heat. She moved her hands from his shoulders to the chair on either side of his head as she started to sink down slowly, asking in a low voice, "Does that feel good?"

"Mmmmmm...so hot and tight, baby...squeeze me..."

She clenched down as she descended, preventing him from sliding in any deeper, eliciting an "Easy, baby...let me in..." from him.

"You said squeeze," she said in an innocent voice. Then she ruined the effect by giggling.

"You did that on purpose," he growled.

"Just to make you growl at me." She relaxed her muscles and slid down his length unhurriedly, giggling again.

"God...when you giggle..." he groaned.

"What?"

"Makes me want to fuck you...hard," he told her as she began to slide his cool flesh in and out of her liquid heat.

"That's nothing," she told him. "Want to know something really bad?"

"What?" he moaned.

She leaned forward again, nipping at his earlobe, whispering, "I can't eat ice cream in public anymore...wanna know why?"

"You know I do..." he chuckled.

"It's cold...colder than you...makes me think about you...makes me come," she said beginning to ride him experimentally, as he groaned at the image she presented him with. She giggled again.

"Have to get you some ice cream, then...keep it just for you..." he laughed.

"Can I eat it when you fuck me?" she teased him.

"I don't think so," he chuckled. "You won't need it...you'll have me," he told her with a wicked grin, as he grabbed her hips and pulled her down on his cock.

"But I like ice cream too," she teased him. Suddenly serious, she stared at him. "God...you're sooo deep..." she told him in a hushed tone.

"Want to stay right here..."

She reached down to her hip and took his hand, placing it low on her belly. "Can you feel yourself inside me?" she asked as she rocked against him.

Incapable of more than a strangled whisper, he answered, "Yesss."

"You feel sooo good...never want you to leave..." He moved his hand lower, and she giggled abruptly. "I know what you're gonna do..."

"You so sure about that?" he teased, grinning up at her.

"Pretty sure," she nodded as she slid up and down once. He took her hand in his and stroked it down to where they were joined.

"Touch yourself for me...show me what you like...teach me..."

"Want you to do it," she pouted. "Like your fingers better..."

"Show me what to do..." he told her, letting her guide his fingers with her own as she slid one down into her wetness to rub her clit.

"Ooooh, right there...favorite spot..." she breathed.

"Right there?"

"Yesssss...rub it..."

"Fast or slow?"

"Start slow..." and she moaned as he stroked back and forth across her clit.

Hissing in pleasure, her hips twisted in his lap. "That's nice...but don't rub around it...rub on top of it..." and she guided his finger with her own, making him play with her gently. "Ooooh...feels goood..." she moaned as she slid up and down in his lap.

Reaching up to kiss her, he whispered against her lips, "Harder?"

"Mmmmmm...a little...side to side..." she murmured, nibbling on his lips.

"Like this...is this what you want?"

"Mmmhmmm...press a little harder now..." she told him as she rode him.

"Sweetheart...not gonna last too much longer...wanna come inside you..." he said, thrusting his tongue between her lips.

"Is my clit hard...can you feel it?" she mumbled against his mouth.

"As hard as me..."

"Rub it now...right on it...and I'll come just for you..." she told him as she moved on him, increasing her pace with every plunge. He pressed in harder as she kissed him, slipping her tongue into his mouth to tease him. "Want you to come in me..." she whispered against his lips.

He rubbed her clit harder and gave it a little pinch, grinning against her as she squeaked into his mouth. "I'm ready, baby...squeeze me...make me come for you..."

She pushed down on him as hard as she could, grinding herself into him, concentrating on the feel of him inside her. She felt him growl deep in his chest. She pulled back slightly, looking into his face. His eyes were closed and his head thrown back. He was half vamped, fangs but no ridges. "That's what I wanted to see..." she laughed. His head shot up and he stared at her with golden eyes. Continuing to raise and lower her hips, she smiled invitingly at him. "Come for me."

Never one to turn down an invitation, he gave her a fang-filled grin as she moved closer to him, preparing to give him what he needed. She rocked her hips harder against him as she clenched around him hard. "You come for me..." he challenged, as he rubbed her clit with his fingers.

"I will...just rub a little more...." and before the thought was finished, he felt her tighten around him even more. Lifting her by the hips, he withdrew until only the tip of his cock was left inside. "Now, baby..." he growled as he slammed her back down on him. She squealed loudly against his shoulder as he slid in deep, exploding around him as she came.

She felt him reach forward and lightly bite down on her shoulder. Giggling, she slapped his arm, playfully chiding him, "That's not where you bite me..." as she turned her head for him, giving him access to her neck.

Growling, he gently sank his fangs into her jugular, taking small sips of her blood. But it was enough to push him over the edge, and he thrust upwards forcefully, letting her feel him as he spouted deep inside, and he snarled loudly against her neck.

Against his shoulder, she smiled and murmured, "That's it...let me feel you come for me...." She giggled as she felt him pulse inside her, and she squeezed on him a little more, dragging a series of ragged moans out of his chest, as he wrapped his arms around her and held her tightly.

As they calmed down, she felt his tongue soothing the small injury on her neck. Snuggling closer to him, she collapsed against his chest with an awed, "Oh...wow...that...was...fan...tastic..." and felt him smile against her. Suddenly, she laughed again.

"What's funny now?"

Still laughing, she answered him. "Didn't even get all your clothes off," fingering the collar of his shirt.

"What can I say? I'm shy..." he chuckled.

"Yeah...right..." she snorted in his ear. "Shy..."

Pulling her tightly to him, he slid his hands down to cup her bottom as he stood on shaky legs. Refusing to withdraw from her, he walked to the bed with her arms and legs wrapped around him.

"Uhmm...Angel?"

"Yes?"

"This is not a good thing..." she giggled.

"What?" he asked, confused.

"You're making me horny again..." she told him as she writhed in his arms, laughing at the expression on his face.

He laughed and fell forward onto the bed with her, muttering, "Insatiable," gently withdrawing from her. He removed his shirt before settling down next to her, drawing the blanket over both of them. As he pulled her into his arms, she giggled again. "Can I have some ice cream now?"

He glared at her a long moment before she gave up with a "Jeez...kidding..." and turned onto her side, presenting him with her back. He moved closer to her as she got comfortable, pressing up against her back. She wriggled her bottom against him, grinning as she heard him groan. "Don't start, baby..."

"I'm just trying to get comfortable," she told him innocently.

"Yeah, yeah...I know what you're doing...cut it out...you've exhausted me..." he yawned.

"Hey, can I help it if you can't control your urges?"

 


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