Sinking into Ecstasy II - Afterglow


Author: Mistress Angel

Email: angelsslayer@yahoo.com

Once again, Buffy is not mine. If it were I would never make Angel evil, but... They belong to Joss Whedon, Dubba, Dubba, WB, and Mutant Enemy. I take no credit for anything except for writing this story. I am not making any money and neither should anyone else! Well, this is somewhat of sequel to Sinking into Escasty. I am trying to write a lot of stories and update my severly outdated Website. Anyway, I finally wrote something for all you people who love smut. yeah, you know who you are. Anyway, I hope you like it. I'm sure I wont be writing a sequel to this. But tell me what you think anyway. Even if all you say is yea or nay. Enjoy, and Flames will be used to light my campfire. Thankyou

Rating: NC-17 for graphic sex

Summary: Buffy goes to see Angel the day after, they do a little dance make a little love and basically get down tonight.


Buffy awoke slowly. She stretched languidly and sexily, a small smile crept across her lips as she remembered the events of last night. Suddenly, she realized that she was in bed alone. Looking over where Angel was just a few hours ago, she saw nothing but sunlight. Buffy grinned. "At least he has an excuse as to why he can't stick around in the morning," Buffy said to herself as she dragged herself out of bed. As she took her shower and got dressed she couldn't help but smile. She made love with Angel last night and it was wonderful. As she made it down to the kitchen, she felt a little sore. She will be reminded of last night all day. She smiled again. Gulping down orange juice, she grabbed her coat and headed out the door.

"Who is it?" Angel called through his door.

"It's me," she called back.

Angel opened the door. "Buffy, what are you doing here?"

All of a sudden Buffy felt awkward, embarrassed and out of place. She didn't even know what she was doing there. She woke up, he was gone and she desperately wanted to see him. Now she wondered if she looked like some obsessed, trailing teenager.

"Um, I wanted....You were gone.." Buffy trailed. She became very shy at that moment.

"Come in," Angel said, moving out of the way. Buffy went in, no sooner did she get in his apartment she was whirled around and his lips were pressing against her's with such force she knew they would be bruised. She locked her arms around his neck and pressed herself against him. "Mmm, " she moaned when his hands roamed down her back and squeezed her bottom. He tore his lips from hers and put them to her neck. Buffy panted softly, if felt incredible. She couldn't think of any other person that could make her feel like this. Only Angel. She ran her hands under his shirt, sliding them up and down his smooth, lean chest. Closing her eyes she left reality and sank into the nice, soft, warm dream world that only consisted of her and Angel. He Pushed her jacket off her shoulders and she let him slide it down and off. "I love you Buffy," Angel uttered into her hair. A small smile crept across her perfect lips. She heard those words last night and she never got tired of hearing them. She repeated them word for word. Losing herself in him.

"Why do you love me?" Angel asked, pulling back slightly to look into her eyes.

Buffy blinked twice. She didn't quite know how to answer it. "Because..You make me feel things that I have never felt before. I can just be me with you," Buffy admitted softly. Angel looked away with that little lost look, he didn't seem convinced.

"Angel, where did that come from?" Now Buffy was confused.

Angel looked back into her soft blue eyes. "I just wanted to hear why, what the reasons were. I know I love you because there has never been anyone that made me feel like I was something more than just a Demon.--"

"You're not a--" Buffy tried to interrupt but Angel silenced her with a light kiss.

"Buffy, you know I'm not human. Technically I'm a violent, ruthless animal."

Buffy pulled away from him. "Angel, you have never been violent or mean to me or my friends or family. You proved that when we found out Darla attacked my mom, and you killed her for me, one of your own. I never had any reason to be afraid of you."

Angel pulled her closer and kissed her. "I never want you to be afraid of me. Just you trusting me..it means a lot to me Buffy. More than you know."

Buffy smiled. His words brought a tear to her eye. He was being so truthful, so sincere, so honest. She loved him even more. Who said Vampires had no soul? whoever said it didn't know Angel.

"I want to make love to you until you beg me to stop from exhaustion," Angel sighed to her.

Buffy's eyes widened. The little intake of breath made Angel grin even wider. "Well, we do have all weekend together," Buffy pointed out.

Angel looked up playfully in thought, "Well, what could we find to do then?"

Buffy stepped back and looked at him. She was truly in love. She pulled her shirt over her head and let it slip from her fingers to the floor. Angel never took his eyes off her face. He moved close to hover over her, slipping his arm around her waist he scooped her up and kissed her almost brutally on the lips. He carried her to his bed and put her down. She lay back as he kissed her neck and upper chest. She arched up slightly and grabbed handfuls of hair as her heartbeat raced as fast as her breathing. Angel placed light kisses across her collar bone and proceeded down ward. He cupped her plump breast in his hands and squeezed them together and kissed the mounds that peeked over the tops of her bra. They were soft and warm and felt wonderful. He could feel her nipples through the fabric and teased them a little. Buffy groaned in protest, she so wanted to release them from the tight confines of her bra. She licked her lips and started to move her hips involuntary. He was driving her crazy.

He released her and continued his journey. Smirking slightly over the exquisite torture he was causing her. He moved over her stomach and kissed down, he rubbed up and down her thighs as she shifted on the bed. She lifted her head up and looked down at him. "Angel..." She panted.

"Soon," Angel replied. He unbuttoned her pants and slowly, madly unzipped them. He placed soft kisses on the exposed lace that came into view as he opened her pants wider. He slid them off her hips as he kissed up and down her abdomen.

"Angel, please!" Buffy cried out, she hated him when he tortured her like this. Angel pulled her pants the rest of the way off, revealing her lean, strong, but soft legs. Then he stood up and pulled off his shirt then kissed his way up her legs. He reached her panties and grabbed the waist band and pulled them down. This time not slowly, she was starting to drive him insane with every wiggle, every moan and if she said his name one more time...

She parted her legs slightly inviting him in. He unbuttoned and unzipped his pants but Buffy sat up and helped him out of them. He happily let her help.

"So what did have in mind?" Buffy asked him.

Angel smirked at her. "Well, you'll just have to wait and see," Angel said to her, smiling.

"I need instant gratification, or haven't you heard?" Buffy replied to him.

"Well, then you've got the wrong guy, because I want to take all night," Angel said.

"Don't you mean all day?" Buffy raised her eyebrows at him. Angel glanced at his covered windows. "Oh, forgot about that."

Buffy laughed. "Well, we can't go out so I guess I'll have to hide out here with you until night time."

"Problem?" Angel asked.

"Not a one," Buffy said. He kissed her as he removed her bra, and cupped her breast once more. Buffy sought out his rock hard member and squeezed just as fondly. "Mmm, please don't stop." Buffy stopped.

Angel groaned in disappointment. She stopped long enough to grab his waist band to his underware and pull them down past his hips. He talked to her with his eyes as he shifted to help her get them off him. He kissed her again as he pushed her back on the bed with his body, and covered her with his.

Buffy moaned in contentment as she drew her legs up and parted them for him. She knew what he felt like, they fit perfectly. She could feel him at her opening and her whole body stiffened. She pushed her hips up as he entered her. His groan of satisfaction made her want to please him more, as much as she could in her position. She pushed into him, helping him fill her. Buffy wrapped her legs around him and melted into him. She clenched her muscles and sent shivers through him. He looked down at her. "Where did you learn to do that?" He asked

Buffy smiled. "Did you like that?" she asked him. "Oh yeah, you couldn't tell?" he responded. Buffy licked his lower lip as he slid out of her, just a little, and pushed back in. She sighed. This felt so good. Very Good. Soon, Angel was starting to loose control. She was killing him. He picked up the pace and started to go a little faster. Buffy soon started to grunt a little, but she kept up with his strokes. In about 30 seconds he had moved from slow to ramming into her with hard, powerful thrusts. Buffy put her hands behind her head and placed them on the wall, she thought he may slam her head in it.

"Oh, god Angel, yes!" Buffy screamed. Angel placed his hands on the bed next to her shoulders and hardly moved anything but his hips which seemed to be a blur. Buffy pulled her legs up higher trying to open them wider, he had his own pointed stake and he was making very good use out of it. Their pelvises were banging together, Angel was grunting and breathing out of control. He closed his eyes and bit his lip, Buffy did the same. She could feel herself building to the most amazing release.

"Buffy...Buffy, oh baby," Angel grunted. "C'mon baby," Buffy soothed back. She placed both hands on his back and held him as he suddenly started to jerk a couple of times, obviously ready himself. He could have an orgasm but he couldn't get her pregnant. This was a plus since she was definitely not ready. And thinking ahead to the long run, well...

That thought popped out of her head as Angel stopped and tensed up on top of her. Suddenly Buffy, jerked and she came in almost a blinding light. She shuddered as she continued, she screamed and tensed up also until she was spent. She wilted against him as he kissed her forehead then her cheek. Buffy let her legs come down and she lay there unable to move. Angel looked down at her. "For the Slayer, you sure don't have a lot of energy," He teased her.

Buffy grimaced at him. "Oh, I can match what ever you put out," she said slyly, turning her head to face him.

"Really? Angel raised an eyebrow at her. Well, Slayer, let's see what you got," He whispered as he climbed over her again and slid down to the core of her parting her legs.

Buffy looked down at him as he looked up at her devilishly.

"Ride it cowboy," Buffy purred, smiling.

 

The End


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