Author : Lady Sirona sirona@rcip.com
M/F sex [Angel and Buffy]
revised 6/23/98
Disclaimer: The characters from Buffy the Vampire Slayer do not belong to me. They are the property of Joss Whedon and the WB. I am using them purely for my own amusement. This story contains male/female consensual If you are offended by such material then you should not read this story. For distribution, please email author.
Authors note: This is to those who think love is only for the young and beautiful. I wondered about what it would be like for Angel and Buffy in 70 years, while he, a vampire, remains unchanged and she withers with age.
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"Hi Ms Summers-Boyle!" The young boys called to her as she toiled in her garden. She looked up top see their laughing faces as they played among her orchard. "Hi boys!" she called back laughing.
"She's a funny old woman" one boy whispered to the other. "You know my grandma was telling my Mom she never married and had two kids out of wedlock! And some people say she keeps a young man prisoner, as a love slave in her house!" The other looked at the whispering boy and sneered "yeah like some young guy would find an old woman like her attractive!"
Oblivious to the snide comments on her love life, Buffy summers continued to plant her plants in the flower bed. She loved the feeling of the warm sun on her shoulders. She had horrible arthritis now... the punishment her body took in her Slayer years was paid for daily with aches and pains, and joints that didn't want to move.
She felt the coolness of the earth in her finger tips and her mind thought of the cool touch was that of her vampire lover Angel. She smiled thinking of his cool firm flesh and his young handsome face. She loved him so much, and for a relationship they at one time thought was impossible, it had lasted over 70 years.
She met him when she was 16, and they grew to love each other. She made love to him on her 17th birthday. It had cost him his soul, and he had reverted back to the demon he was before the Gypsy curse, and had plagued herself and the others with threats and eventually killed Jenny. He had regained is soul, in an adventure she labeled in her mind *the Armageddon Saga*.... and they have been together ever since. She sighed. She had been aging, and now at 86 she was a frail old woman with a serious heart condition and bad arthritis...while Angel hadn't changed.
Her Angel. He stood 6'1" with dark wavy brown/black hair and eyes to drown in. His body was fit and firm and cool to the touch and even after 70 years just the thought of him aroused her more than was right for a woman her age. His little boy smile that was always for her warmed her heart. She spent more time in bed with him than anything else in her life. *I guess that is where the rumor of my sex slave comes in.* She glanced up to the Master bedroom window, painted black, because her undead lover was in the bed between the sheets sleeping. That probably added to the rumors about her..
Buffy looked down at the last plant she finished planting, and slowly got up from her knees. It was mid afternoon...enough time for a long soak in the hot tub to loosen and limber her old bones... and then wake Angel for a little afternoon delight... she walked smiling toward the house.
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Buffy walked into the Masterbedroom into the darkness that marked her lovers realm. He was sprawled nude across the bed, on his back, his man hood limp on his thigh. She poured over him with her eyes enjoying the sight. He was exquisite. He was hers, body mind and soul, as she was his.
She dropped her towel and slowly crawled on the bed as not to wake her sleeping lover... she had another idea of how to wake him... slowly she laid along him and slowly took his dick into her mouth, running her tongue along it. Of its own response is started to swell and harden and she played with it more. He moaned and groaned in his sleep "Buffy?" he asked groggily. Applying a lot of saliva to his manhood to accommodate her lack of juices she slid him home, and he awoke and looked into her eyes as she rocked on him smiling.
He looked up into her eyes, the most beautiful eyes in the world. Her silver hair was out of its bun and cascaded down her face and back and hung as a sheet of silver as she bent over him and pleasured herself on him. Her soft lips smiled at him and he smiled back knowing he was pleasing her by allowing her to take him this way. He looked at the beautiful patterns the veins made in her skin, and ached to taste her lips. "kiss me" he told her in a husky voice, and she complied.
He tasted her lips and his tongue darted in and fenced with her own. She had pleased him by removing her dentures, he hated those fake things, and he felt her gums biting down on his tongue. He remembered how good those gums had felt on his dick and he thrust up harder into her. She squealed in pleasure.
He could tell she was tiring. She didn't have the stamina she used to... so he flipped her over to the passive role and stayed inside of her and slowly and methodically started to build her passion. She laid back on the bed, smiling, her silver hair a halo. She had the halo while he was called the Angel. He bent down and took on of his nipple in his mouth and sucked and nursed on it. It had been decades since they produced milk the he was able to nurse on, but the memory enflamed his passion.
She started to climax and she shuddered with them. Then she grabbed at her chest and groaned "Angel! Nitro!" He flung himself off of her and bounded to the table and got her Nitro spay and spayed it under her tongue. Frantically he waited the 5 minutes and repeated it...it didn't help and after waiting the five minutes he sprayed again and picked up the phone to call 911 "No Angel Stop" She held his hand. "No. I do not want to go to the hospital, there is nothing they can do for me" She closed her eyes the pain was immense and the nitroglycerin did nothing.
"No Buffy please! You'll die!" His heart was breaking. She looked so worn so pained, it broke his heart.
"Angel I love you. I went to the Doctor last week. He told me that I have massive multivessel disease and that there is no cure. I will not survive bypass surgery. I am a major heart attack waiting to happen. I guess the waiting is over. I want you to do two things for me Angel. I knew I was going to die when I came to our bed today, I have already written my suicide note, it is on the kitchen table. I want you to make love to me and drain me. I want my death to be pleasurable and by your hand...and promise me you will not suicide after I am gone....Please I can't go on knowing you'll suicide" She looked up at him with her pain filled eyes.
" No Buffy, please don't ask this of me!" He held her she felt his bloodstained tears on her skin.. he so rarely cried. "Please Angel. Give it 5 years. Don't suicide for 5 years Promise me!" He moaned and cried but he finally said "OK, 5 years".
He stroked her and she tried to relax into the attention. " I love you Angel" she said as he hovered over her, his blood stained tears dropping on her skin. She felt him enter her and he stroked her passion, and despite the pain he felt her body respond. The then leaned forward in game face and sank his fang into her neck. She felt the complete ecstasy she always felt when he took the little drink from her, and he reveled in it... then she leaned forward and reaching for a small knife she had under the pillow cut his neck, he was so engrossed on his feeding he never even noticed...she latched onto his neck and started to drink.
Her mind ranged back to the Armageddon Saga, when Tirla had partially drained her and replaced her blood. "When you time comes, you will walk with the strength of an old one Slayer Prime. Unless you are completely destroyed... you will walk. If a animal/vamp tries to turn you...the demon cannot take hold against my blood...now drink" She had drank.
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Now she drank Angels blood. It tasted warm and thrilling... and heightened her passion and ended her pain. As fast as he drank it she took it back and finally she orgasmed both with the feeding and with him sexually. She stopped feeding and let herself slid into the darkness "Remember Angel 5 years... I love you!" and she died.
Angel slowly came around to her dead weight in his arms. He looked down at her body, a smile was on her face. He could never deny her anything... he even killed her on her command. With a moan he rolled over and cried. When he could pull himself together he called Old Doc Roberts. When the nurse heard his tear filled voice he was put right through.
"Yes this is Doctor Roberts, is that you Angel?" He knew of Buffy's Slayer days and of her 'unusual lover'. Many years had gone by since he was needed in a medical capacity to the Slayer.
"She's dead" Angel cried. Doc Roberts let out a deep sigh "So she did it Huh?" Dr. Roberts asked. "Did she tell you what she would do?" Angel asked him.
"When I told her she wouldn't survive surgery, that a heart bypass wouldn't work for her, she told me she was going to g home and make love to the man she loved. I told her it could bring on a Heart attack. She smiled and told me she wanted to go in your arms... I am assuming you met her last request and didn't let the Heart attack kill her in pain?"
Angel grimaced knowing this man knew he drained her "No she did not die in pain."
"I'll sign the death certificate, and will have the funeral home pick her up. She doesn't want embalming and wants to be buried under that big tree in the back yard... I'll send over the funeral director now. She wanted me to remind you of something..... 5 years."
"OK...have the funeral guys come after sunset" Angel got up from their bed where she laid, and slowly started to get ready.
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Quite a few people came to her wake that was held in the house. He was unaware so many people had known Buffy. Her daylight life had been far away from him. His unchanging status made it difficult for him to be around her friends. He tended to avoid people for that reason.
The people coming to the wake stared at him. He was obviously running the show, and directing the wake. They wondered if he was a grandchild of hers. Many knew her, yet didn't know her. She was very active in the town, but few ever saw her private life.
He didn't care what they thought. Damnit, for once he would be seen for what he was.. her lover. He walked up to two women who were speculating on his relationship "I was her companion and lover" was all he said to them as he went to sit by the casket. They scurried off ashamed of the thoughts that ran through their heads looking at his gorgeous appearance, and the obvious age difference.
He looked at her laid out to rest. His soul ached to wait for the sunrise in the morning...he gave his word... 5 years... why she wanted to torture him for 5 years was beyond him... but he would wait in this house...and on the fifth year anniversary he would go into the sun.
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He couldn't really say he lived in their house... he haunted the house. He kept his word... He had lasted four of the five years and he was heartbroken... he rarely fed anymore the blood jut stacked up in the refrigerator. He was a frail old dry husk... he may not even have to go into the sun...maybe he could just turn to dust sitting in the chair watching the videos and recordings he had made of her over their 70 years.
"Angel?" He heard her voice...except he was looking at a video of photographs which had no soundtrack.. "Angel.. It's me Buffy" He turned around and looked and there she was in all her glory...as young as she was when she fought in the Armageddon Saga. "Buffy?" His voice was hoarse and unused for years
"Oh Angel! You haven't taken care of yourself!" She ran to him and hugged him. He just hugged her and thought he had lost his mind. "Tirla Turned me when I was there during the Armageddon Saga Angel. I just needed time in the grave to heal and replace my body back to that time... she told me it would be between two and four years...that's why I told you five... in case it went longer..."
"Why didn't you tell me?" He cried He hugged her...and stroked her hair
"I didn't want to get your hope up in case it failed... which there was a possibility of, I love you Angel... and I am hungry!" She laughed and hugged him "feed me!"
"I'll feed you my love, after a liquid snack.." and they headed for the kitchen
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