AUTHORS: Kim MacKeller and Leigha Whitfield
EMAIL: recondere@hotmail.com
RATING: NC-17
SUMMARY: This story takes place during our favourite episode, "Passion". Although it does take place within the actual episode, not every single bit of it happens. Jenny Calendar never dies because she cannot get her computer program to translate the text of the curse to English.
DISCLAIMER: None of these characters are mine, they belong to Joss Whedon and Mutant Enemy.
NOTES: <> indicates thoughts. Feedback would be greatly appreciated as this is our first fic. Any help would be excellent.
He licked his lips and loosened his grip on his prey. He had suddenly lost interest in it because he could smell Her. He dropped the girl as Buffy and the Slayerettes strolled out of the Bronze. Angelus was in full game face as watched his obsession walk past him with a smile on her face. He was irked that she couldn't sense his presence. Stealthily, he followed her home and watched her get ready for bed from the security of her window. Carelessly she left her blinds open while she changed.
Buffy wasn't particularly concerned when she realizes that she had left the blinds open because only one man had the agility to climb up the tree and sit outside her window, Angelus. Her body slightly quivered when she thought of him. Her mind drifted off to the leather pants that hugged his beautiful thighs. Buffy smirked as she remembered the last time he had kissed her. It was in the school after he attacked Willow. She could still feel his amazing hard on pressing between her thighs waiting to invade her heat. While she was embarrassed to admit it, Angelus turned her on with the kind of intensity that Angel never really had.
Angelus watched as Buffy slowly slipped out of her slayer gear and into her short, almost transparent, night shirt. His penis began to swell as she walked around her room naked. He ached to leap into her room and bury his painful erection in her tight moist cunt. He was disappointed when she was finally dressed and safely tucked under the covers. He quietly entered her room and sat beside her. His hand moved out to stroke her cheek but slowly moved to the hollow of her throat. Angelus peeled back the covers to give him better access to his little slayer. He quietly moved between her legs and felt himself transform into game face. He very gently moved his head between her thighs. Angelus fought to control his bloodlust as he slowly pierced the creamy flesh of her thighs with his fangs. Making just enough of a wound to leave a cut, he was rewarded with a trickle of blood. Silently, he got up and left her room.
Buffy woke up the next morning to find the covers to be on the floor and her underwear to be moist. She looked down and immediately recognized Angel's handiwork. She sprung from her bed and proceeded to get dressed. Instead of heading for school, Buffy raced to the factory. Slipping inside undetected, she found Angel's room. She realized her lover was still sleeping and she was ready to take advantage of the situation. Angel woke up to see the door bolted and felt himself chained to the bed. He noticed Buffy was absently sharpening her stake waiting for him to wake up. He smugly greeted her "Hello lover. I'm surprised you can walk after the excitement you had last night." Buffy slowly looked up and calmly said, "Well lover, after tonight you'll be lucky if you can walk at all." She climbed out of the chair and came to stand over Angelus. She knew she wasn't fooling him, that he could smell if not see the juices dripping down her thighs.
Angelus slowly relaxed as he realized Buffy was only wearing a trench coat and he could smell her obvious arousal. Not one to miss an opportunity, Angel swiftly broke free of the chains, startling Buffy in the process. "I was never one who enjoyed surprises Slayer, but this is one fucking surprise I think we can both enjoy." Buffy looked nervous at the new situation. "Come on Slayer, we can be very nice to each other. No one said this enemy thing was carved in stone." He quickly picked Buffy up and carried her to the soft plump velvet chair she was in before. Angelus ripped off her trench coat and dropped to his knees in front of her. His expert and very critical eyes glanced her over. "My perfect little Slayer. Have you been a faithful bitch, or have you let some shit see what belongs to me?" Angelus ran his fingers lightly over Buffy's erect nipples and pinched them. Buffy moaned in desire and wrapped her legs around his back. She started to rub herself against his chest seeking the friction she needed. Angelus pulled back and laughed, "My little girl needs a good fuck. Well I think I can manage that, after a good begging." Angelus tried to conceal his desire through his cruel words, but his will broke when he looked in Buffy's lust filled eyes. He quickly pulled her over his throbbing erection and let her bounce happily as he fingered her needy clit. The tension was about to tear them apart when Buffy started to come. Angelus, sensing her release, sunk his fangs into her neck. Just as her blood warmed his throat, Buffy screamed "I love you Angelus!" in the passion of the moment. Angelus stopped licking her neck and stared into her eyes.
Disturbed by the obvious love in her eyes, Angelus jumped up, threw on his pants and ran out the door. With inhuman speed, he was gone before he could hear any of Buffy's pleas. Buffy was left in the chair, tears streaming down her cheeks. She got up and crawled into his bed, wrapping herself in the security of his scent. She couldn't sleep, not now, not after everything that had happened today.
< Do I love him? How can I after everything he has put me through? I feel like I'm cheating on my "Angel". I've been so lonely these past few months since he left me. Without Angel, I'm not complete because he IS my soul mate. Even though he is now Angelus, I cannot live without him, he completes me! I do love him, but can I accept him? Will he accept me?>
Buffy finally fell asleep still thinking of Angel.
Angelus sauntered through the cemetery thinking of Buffy.
Angelus shook his head sadly.
Angelus rounded the corner towards his apartment. Angelus though of the love that Angel and Buffy shared, and without hesitation decided that she was worth that and more.
Angel stepped into his apartment and shut the door firmly behind him. Sinking back against the door he sighed.
Angel walked over to his bed, it still held the scent of their passion. He stretched out on the bed and continued to ponder his thoughts of Buffy.
Buffy woke shortly before dawn. She managed to escape the factory without alerting any of the minions on guard. She slowly made her way home and was in bed before her mother came to wake for school. That day lasted for an eternity as Buffy was unable to think of anything but Angelus. She strategically avoided the library in case Giles had any battle plans scheduled for the night. She needed to be alone tonight. Or hopefully with someone else. Buffy lied to her mother saying she had a lot of homework. She refused all phone call and visitors. The only visitor she wanted never called and certainly never cam to the door. Buffy prepared herself for a long wait, she knew he would come...eventually.
Angelus dropped the couple to the ground after draining them. For some reason he was enraged by their happiness. All Angelus could see was the happy couple strolling down the street and he though of Buffy.
Angelus found himself once again outside Her window, this time almost hesitant about entering. Summoning the courage, he jumped through the window and sat on her bed. Still in a daze, he was startled when Buffy abruptly sat up.
Without a word Buffy through herself in his arms and kissed him with every once of frustration and love she was feeling. Slightly taken aback, Angelus recovered and matched her strength, pinning her to the bed. Holding her arms above her head, his tongue explored her mouth, erotically dancing over the insides of her cheeks, sucking on her lips. Buffy felt encouraged to do the same and when she felt him slip into game face, she ran her tongue across his fangs. The blood gushed into their mouths heightening their passion. Power surged through Angelus's veins as he ripped off Buffy's night shirt. His eyes worshipped his goddess as her pale breasts awaited his attention. He sighed and started to nibble on her ear as his hands kneaded her pert young breasts. Buffy arched into him begging for more. Angelus smirked at her obvious need. His tongue traced a pattern from her ear down her throat and to the hollow between her breasts. The sound of Buffy's heart beat was now like a drum beating by his ears. He attached his mouth to her left nipple and sucked while his tongue drew little circles around the tip. Buffy moaned, grabbed him by the hair and kissed him deeply. Out of breath, she pushed him down to her right breast silently telling him what to do. Angelus' cool mouth closed around Buffy's hot erect nipple. Buffy moaned as her hips bucked forward and ground into Angel's thighs.
Angelus finished with her breasts, trailing tiny kisses down her taut abdomen before reaching the soft tendrils between her thighs. Angel lapped at the juices that dripped past her swollen labia and pushed past the lips to enter her. His thumb rubbed her sensitive clit as his tongue thrust in and out of her hot wet cunt. Buffy dug her nails in his hair and pulled his head even closer to the junction between her thighs. Angelus happily obliged. Sensing her climax, he increased his pressure and sped up his rhythm. The pleasure was almost blinding as Buffy writhed under his expert ministrations. Buffy screamed in pleasure as she came into Angelus' mouth. The shrill pitch echoed through the otherwise empty house. Angel looked up to take pleasure in Buffy's heaving chest covered in perspiration. Buffy opened her eyes and gave him a devious smirk. Before Angelus could react, Buffy had pinned him to the bed. She looked into his eyes and kissed him with fierce passion. She worked her way down to his nipples and bit them, hard. Angel thrust up into her hips with animalistic pleasure. Her tongue left a trail as she sought her goal. On her knees, Buffy took his cold rock hard organ into her hot mouth. Her tongue circled the head while one hand pumped the shaft and the other massaged his testicles. Instinctively, he thread his fingers through Buffy's hair and began to thrust into her mouth. She could hear him growling in delight, she smiled knowing she was having such an uninhibited effect on him. The cold semen poured down her throat as she continued to pump his still hard cock. Loving his stamina, Buffy climbed back on the bed and straddled his hips. Raking her nails down his chest, she leaned forward teasing his with her luscious breasts dangling just inches away from his mouth. Angelus reached up trying to capture one of her erect nipples in his mouth. "Not yet lover, I'm gonna fuck you into the ground for my own personal amusement!"
"Fuck me Buffy, fuck me hard!" Buffy licked his lips and began to ride him slowly, then quickened her pace to the furious frenzy both Angelus and Buffy craved. Sensing his climax fast approaching, Angelus reached down to rub and pinch Buffy's clit, needing them to come in unison. Buffy leaned forward at the exact moment she started to orgasm and let Angelus sink his fangs into her breast. Their need mirrored the intimate passion they shared as each knew exactly how to make the other come. Buffy collapsed on Angel's chest, they were still connected. After a couple of minutes Angel sat up and left the bed. Buffy turned away from him, not wanting him to see the tears running down her cheeks. She was afraid to let him see how much it hurt her that he was going to leave.
Angelus saw her reaction to his getting up. His heart swelled when he realized that she was devastated that she though he was leaving. He knew he could never leave her, she was his world. He walked over to the window and shut the curtains, he planned to stay with HIS lover for a while. He silently crept back to the bed and pulled the covers over Buffy. He climbed in the bed and pulled her half on top of him, his chest pillowing her head. His lips near her ear, he whispered "I love you too." Angelus fell asleep with his arms around Buffy as she too drifted off to sleep with a smile of utter satisfaction.
THE END
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