AUTHOR: Sarah Heart
EMAIL: sarah@erosive-records.freeserve.co.uk
RATING: 15
SYNOPSIS: 5 min fic sequel to Lex 's excellent " Comfort Food "
DISCLAIMER: Not mine. Not even the idea, which really came from Lex.
SPECIAL THANKS : To Lex for inspiring me and giving me permission to post this.
Angel skulked nervously outside the shop door. He did not want to be here. He wanted to be anywhere but here. In fact, his memories of hell seemed preferable to what would occur to him in this particular shop. However, he had promised Buffy. In addition, if he didn't comply she would moan, cry and sigh before finally bringing out the big guns. That bottom-pouting lip was always his downfall; he could never resist her when that started to quiver. Steeling himself, he finally pushed open the shop door to find his beloved hovering excitedly over several selections.
The shop assistant looked at him with a knowing smile. "That him?" she asked Buffy. "Uh" she replied still concentrating on the selection before her. "This way please sir" the shop assistant said as she led him to the back of the store to the discreetly placed curtain that led the way to the rear rooms. "You'll find everything you need here...so make yourself comfortable and I'll be in a minute."
Angel disrobed, quickly looking at the selection of pictures and magazines in front of him. This was never gonna work. He was as nervous as hell and besides none of the women held a candle to Buffy. There was no way he would be able to perform under these conditions. He could hear the faint swish as the curtain was pulled back and prepared to tell the sales lady no go when he suddenly realized it was Buffy.
"Having trouble Lover?" She said eyeing him with an amused grin. "This not usually a problem...why don't I see if I can inspire you?" She stalked towards him, eyes half closed while absently licking her bottom lip. That was it. That was all it took. He truly only had to look her at her and he was hard.
"Wow" She gasped as she noticed his growing reaction. "I wonder what'll happen when I tell you I'm not wearing any panties." She laughed lightly as she sidestepped his lunge towards her. "Not now.... just sit in the chair like a good boy and we'll begin ."
"We?" He asked, struggle to keep focused on what she had said.
"You didn't think I was gonna let anyone else touch you did you...trust me I'm a Slayer " she said impishly.
Reaching to the side of him, she grabbed a handful of the gray goo from the tub before rubbing and molding it on to his erect and throbbing member.
"Buffy" Angel whined, it wasn't exactly unpleasant, certainly the fact that she was doing it added to the sensation but even so it was unnatural to be incased in such gloapy stuff.
"There" She said eyeing her handiwork. "We'll just sit there for an hour while it hardens and you 'soften ' and I'll see you later round at the front."
Angel sighed...it was gonna be a long hour, an hour in which his beloved could probably buy up the entire store...
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An hour later...
Angel emerged from behind the curtain furtively, he felt as if there was a big neon sign above his head announcing to everyone what he had just done. He discovered Buffy by the till, chatting animatedly with the sales girl.
"So it should be ready for collection by next week? "
"Yeah we'll give you a call and then you can come and collect it. They are great! I had one made of my boyfriend because he travels away a lot for work. It's practically as good as the real thing; the synthetic skin they use is so realistic now. The only way I know it's a fake is cause the temperatures all wrong if you know what I mean. Once they figure out how to make them body temp we really wont have a need for men anymore...."
The twos girls laughed loudly, Buffy shooting a sly glance in Angels direction.
"That really won't be a problem for me" she said as she led him, now laden with her shopping bags towards the door.
"Forget diamonds" she added, "custom built, Angel shaped, realistic vibrators are a girls best friend"
THE END
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