| Title: Free Style B/A Fluff/Smut Summery: this is just a free style fic. I write what comes to mind with no real plot. but it's got fluff and that's good therapy, so I bid you read on. Website: Whispers of the Past Feeback: yes please. ba_ultimateshipper@hotmail.com Timeline: starts the night after Buffy and Angel first made love. He didn't lose his soul. Rating: NC-17 -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Buffy sat on the part of the roof outside her window. She had just gotten back from defeating the all powerful judge, and now she was bored. Angel had insisted that she get some rest too, so he left after walking her home. But there was no way she was gonna be able to sleep. There was too much going on in her head. She beat a potentially unkillable demon, she lost her virginity, her and Angel had finally stopped dancing around their relationship status, Angel said he loved her 'oh my God!!!', and she was in love for the first time. Crazy. She always thought that love was impossible for her because of her calling, but somehow fate had given her a chance. It was so cool. -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- After Angel got home, he sat and read for a while. But was having a hard time focussing on the words. All he could see on the page was Buffy's face smiling up at him, beckoning him to run back to her house and be with her. 'She needs her rest, it's been a very crazy couple of days', he rationed with himself. But the demon in him refused to let him be, 'Come on, you know she's not sleeping, you can feel it. Plus, it's not like she'd lose that much sleep, she'd probably sleep better with you there with her'. Angel shut his book a rubbed his eyes. He looked at his clock which read 2:24 AM. To distract himself, he got up and tried to do tai chi. He had always thought that she would never love him. But for some reason he couldn't understand, she loved him and trusted him with her life. How could he think that he could stay away from her for a whole night after everything that had happened. He confessed his love, he made love to her, he made her scream until her voice was hoarse, everything he fantasized about their first time came true. He had to see her tonight. -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- She must have been sitting up there for a long time, because so far she had counted two times that the city clock had chimed. It had to be around 3 AM, but she was stil wide awake, and there was that feeling in the pit of her stomach that spread to every cell of her body. It was the exilerating feeling of Angel being close. He was coming to her. She couldn't help but giggle when she saw him walking hastily down the sidewalk towards her house. When he reached the area under her window, he jumped up on the roof and had her in his arms in a flash. His lips pressed against hers and she couldn't help but moan as she returned his kiss. She had missed him so much in the few hours that he was out of her reach. She just loved him so much it made her want to cry and burst out laughing all at the same time. And he was hers. And she was his. When they separated Buffy panted to catch her breath. She looked up into his eyes and smiled, "You're such a hypocrite." she accused him. He chuckled. Then she became aware of their position, she was on her back and he was in top of her, cradled between her thighs. It was very suggestive. "I missed you. It's your fault you know." He told her, smiling the whole time. "Oh, it's my fault is it. And why is that?" She asked with not-so-innocent doe eyes, letting her hands roam under his long duster and up under his arms and around his shoulders. "Because you're so beautiful and sweet and so very very....sexy." he whispered the last word into her ear and grinning when he felt her shiver. Buffy felt a crimson blush creep up her neck at his words. Then she totally forgot about all embarrassment when she felt his cool lips press to the crook on her neck. "Well, now that you got me, what are you going to do with me?" she teased him. He lifted his face from her neck and looked deep into her eyes, smiling mischieviously. Then he swooped down and kissed her fully on the lips, which she was all too eager to return. As the kiss heated up to firey-passionate, his hands went into play. They made out like too very hormonal teenagers on her roof for a few minutes. Buffy broke the kiss because of her need to oxygen. She panted as Angel moved his kisses to her neck again. She felt him undo the zipper of her jacket and slip his wonderful hands inside making her body heat go up another hundred degrees. "Um... Angel, do you want to move this inside. I feel like an exibitionist." she suggested. Even though he did not want to leave the very comfortable position they were in, she was right. They could get arrested if they ended up getting naked on her roof. "Okay." he answered. He got up on his knees and helped her through her window, then he followed. Buffy fixed her shirt while she went over to her door and made sure it was locked. It wasn't so she locked it. The last thing she wanted was her mother walking in on them, whatever they were doing. She was about to turn around and face him again, when she felt his arms slide around her waist from behind. "Is your mom home?" he asked her in a whisper. "Yeah. She's probably sleeping right now." she replied. He placed a kiss to her neck. "We'll have to be quiet then." he purred in her ear. Buffy felt a delightful shiver go through her. She turned in his arms. "Does that mean no screaming?" she teased. -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- The next morning at school, Buffy walked beside Willow to their lunch table. The one that the whole gang always meets at. Willow held her simple brown lunch bag in her hand, and Buffy was carrying an apple and a peanut butter sandwich. "Okay, spill." Willow demanded. Buffy popped out of her reverie and looked over at her friend. "Huh? What?" she said very lamely, but still with the permanent smile plastered on her face for the world to see. "You've been grinning like this all day. What's the what?" Willow asked. "Oh, it's nothing." Buffy told her friend. 'it's EVERYTHING' her mind protested against her words. At Willow's prying expression. "Okay, okay. I'll tell you." Buffy gave in. Willow smiled in triumpt. "Do you remember when we were talking about seizing the moment the other day?" Buffy asked her best friend. Willow thought a moment. "Yup." she replied. Then at Buffy's special kind of smile she clued in. "OH! WOW!" she exclaimed and hugged her friend. "Oh my-this is so cool!" she hugged Buffy tighter. "Um, Will, Buffy can't breathe." Buffy complained. "Oh, sorry." Willow said and let go of her right away. "So.. you and Angel had... you know?" Buffy smiled brighter. "Yup. The night before we killed the judge and last night." she confessed. "That's just... Wow." Willow said in her Willow-y way. "Ya, I know. It was everything I ever hoped for. This is like a chance that I never thought I'd ever get. Because I always thought that my calling would get in that way. But Angel knows about it and still loves me, oh and by the way he finally said it." Buffy filled her friend in. "You mean, he said 'it'?" she tried to clarify. "Yup, he said 'it'. And I could see it in his eyes the whole time that he was so sincere and it was just perfect. He's perfect. He's gonna meet me in the basement of the school in 20 minutes." Buffy smiled secretively. "Oh... I see." Willow smiled knowingly. "I'm so happy for you Buffy." "Thanks Will." Buffy said, they hugged again and continued on their way. -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Buffy walked casually down the semi crowded hallway to the door leading to the school basement. She looked around then opened the door and slipped through it, closing it behind her. She descended the steps quietly so that no one would hear her if they hadn't seen her. When she got to the bottom of the stairs, she looked around. The trap door that lead into the sewer was open, but no Angel. She walked over to the sewer entrance, then around it and scanned the shadows. Then out of no where someone grabbed her around the waist and spun to around and she felt a wall against her back and a hard body pressed against her front. She was getting ready to throw a solid punch at her attacker, then she looked up and saw it was Angel, and he was grinning at her. "Don't you ever do that again. You're gonna end up dust. Never scare a Slayer in a dark room." she warned him. Then she realized how close his face was to hers. "Sorry, I couldn't help myself. Forgive me?" he asked as he moved his hands slightly under her shirt and around to caress her back. He smirked when he felt her shiver beneath his talented hands. "Well, given the circumstances, I have to forgive you because I've been looking foreward to seeing you all morning." she purred and wrapped her arms around his neck and pulled him down for a kiss. They kissed sweetly for a while, then she felt her feet leave the floor and instinctively wrapped her legs around him waist. The new position caused the kiss to deepen, and Buffy was getting really hot. 'Maybe I should just skip my afternoon classes. There's no way I can sit through two classes after this'. She moaned softly when his hands found there way to her bra-less breasts. "You are so beautiful, Buffy." he said during a brief break of lip lock. He loved being able to touch her and any way and not worry about being shot down. Not only was she letting him touch her like this, she was clearly enjoying it. Almost as much as he was. Worshipping this goddess in his arms, was becoming his most favorite thing to do. Obviously. "Angel..." she started saying before his thumb brushed her over sensitive nipple. She recovered somewhat and tried again. "Angel, I'm gonna be late for class. Snyder will have a field day." She hated say her principals name at a time like this. She really didn't want him to stop, but if she wasn't in class he would make up her whereabouts and put it on her permanent record. When he made no move to stop or slow down she tried again. "Angel," "Do you really want me to leave?" he asked her, lifting his head briefly from her shoulder to look into her eyes. She really really didn't and she guessed it showed in her eyes because he just picked up where he left off. Well, two classes isn't that bad and she could say that she was running an errand for some teacher. That would have to do because there was no way she could tell him to stop now. -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- "Angel! Yes.... Harder!!!" Buffy cried out as her lover drove in and out of her willing body. She closed her eyes tightly and dug her nails into his back. How could it feel so good? How could he be so deep inside her? The exquisit sensations of his massive penis rubbing her hyper sensitive inner walls was almost too much. She cried out even louder when he changed his angle and different spots were being caressed. Angel placed a finger to her lips and shushed her. They were in the basement of her school and anyone could her them. She bit her bottom lip to keep from screaming when his hand came up and knead her breast and brush gently over her diamond hard nipple. Her walls rippled around him in response, and he knew she was very very close. "Oh, Buffy.." he moaned. Everything in slow motion as Angel bent his head and nipped at the sensitive spot just under her jaw causing her to tumble head over heals into the most mind blowing orgasm she ever had in her, very short, sexual life...then...then... ...Then she bolted awake. Another dream. Or memory dream. She thought they would stop now that her and Angel were actually making love on a pretty regular basis. She still found that on the rare occasion that he wasn't with her, she dreamt about him. And they were always going at it in weird places. After she caught her breath and collected herself, she got up and went downstairs for a cup of non fat yogurt. That always seemed to cool her down, it was way to early, 3 AM, to have a cold shower. She sat at the kitchen island and ate her yogurt in silence. She really hated when everything seemed to arrange itself into such a way that she couldn't be with Angel. Her mother grounded her and was watching her like a hawk. She was working at the gallery and said she didn't know when she was gonna be home and Buffy didn't want to not be there when she did. And Angel couldn't come here because she doubted her mom would like the idea of an older, way older, man in bed with her daughter when she came home from work. It all just fell suckily into place. She missed him so much, she just wished he would come through her door right at that instant, swoop her up, lay her on the island and ravish her into oblivion. She grinned girlishly, that would be very nice. It would be nice with his Angel hands soothing her, yet getting her worked up at the same time. His Angel lips kissing her...everywhere... Soon she realized that yogurt had failed in it's duty. Why did she have to be grounded? Why did her mother have to be so...like her mother? First Snyder caught her leaving the basement after school, then she was hauled to the office when she was visiable disheveled, then her mother was brought in, then she was brought home with a very pissed off mother, then she was grounded, then she realized there was no way she'd see Angel that night. Just then the door opened, she almost believed it was Angel, but she knew it was her mother. "Buffy? Are you still up?" her mother came into the kitchen and placed her bag on the counter. "Yeah, I got up for a early morning snack." Buffy answered, then she threw out the empty container and turned to go upstairs. "Good night mom." "Buffy, wait a second." her mother stopped her. Buffy turned around, fearing the worst. "You know that college boy who's tutoring you in history?" her mother began. Buffy visably brightened, that's it, she could get him over here with the history tutor thing. "What about him?" Buffy asked. Trying the surprisingly succeeding in keeping her cool. "Well, I was just wondering why he never comes over to study anymore." Joyce stated. Buffy thought fast. "We usually study at his place because he has a computer that I can use for assignments." she said cool as a cat. She fake yawned as a ploy to get away. "Oh, that's nice. You should invite him for dinner sometime." Joyce suggested. Buffy rolled her eyes. "Mom, he's my history tutor, not my lo-boyfriend." she widened her eyes to look innocent, hoping her mom didn't notice to little slip. Joyce gave her daughter a look. "I may be old, but I'm not blind, yet. I see the way you look at him. Besides I want really get to know this man you say you spend a lot of time with studying." "okay. I'll ask him." Buffy relented. Joyce nodded in satisfaction and opened the fridge. "I'm going back to bed now. See you in the morning." with that she hurryed up the steps and into the safety of her room. Then she gasped when she noticed a dark figure standing by her window. Whoever or whatever it was turned to face her and she signed with relief when she realized it was Angel. When he half smiled at her she gave a slight squeal and ran as quietly as she could across the room and jumped into his arms, her arms and legs wrapping around him. "I didn't think I was going to see you tonight." "You actually thought I could stay away from you?" Angel asked with one of his sexy smirks. Buffy giggled. "My mom is home now so we can't do anything noisy. But kissing is good." she said almost conversationally. He carried her over to her bed and laid her down and removed his shoes and jacket before joining her. Their lips joined and mingled as their tongues ventured out and dueled with each other. And his Angel hands slid under her silky night shirt to caress her bare breasts. Buffy broke the kiss to say, "This will lead to noisy things." she warned him before biting back a moan when the pad of his thumb light brushed her nipple. He just grinned against the side of her neck. "Your right." he purred then did it again when he felt her shudder, making her shudder harder. "How do you make that sound?" she asked. Her body was overheating and she was sure the next time his thumb brushed her nipple she was going to cry out. "Just lucky I guess." he teased. "Why? You like it?" he asked before purring again deep in his chest. "Yeah, maybe I do." she relied with a shiver of pleasure at his purr, then brought to legs up to wrap around his waist. "I like everything about you." she said, then as his hand moved over a particular sensitive area of her body and added, "Especially your hands." she moaned softly. Just then she heard her mother approach her door. "Buffy? Are you okay in there?" and the door started to open. "Oh shit." Buffy swore under her breath. And used his vampiric speed to get in the closet and Buffy hurriedly pulled down her shirt and grabbed her book and pretended to read. "yeah, I'm fine mom." she played innocent. "I thought I heard something coming from up here." her mother told her. Buffy shrugged her shoulders and shifted unconfortably in her arroused state. "Like what mom?" she asked, playing it cool even though her shin was burning for Angel's touch. Every part of her was protesting his departure. Joyce looked around the room. "It's sounded like russling. I thought you were sneaking out." she confessed her motives. "Nope. I'm just reading my cheezey teen romance novel." she told her mother then added mentally, not that I need to now that I have my hunky, tall, dark, and sex god boyfriend. Her mother regarded her strangly. "With the light off?" she asked. Busted, Buffy thought. But she thought quick and said, "there's a little bit of light coming in through the window from the street. I thought you were in bed and I didn't want to wake you." she lied through her teeth. Joyce seemed satisfied. She began to leave and close the door behind her saying, "You have school in the morning you know and remember you wait in the library for me to come pick you up at 3:30, got it?" Buffy nodded, "Got it." then watched in relief as her mother left. Her panties were soaked from the desire to have Angel back in her arms and between her legs. After a few seconds Angel emerged from the closet and looked at her with a grin. "That was too close." she whispered, knowing that Angel would be able to hear it loud and clear. "I better go. I don't want to get you in any more trouble." he said heading towards the window. Buffy jumped out and bed and blocked his path. "There is no way your leaving me like this." she told his caressing his hard chest and his shoulders, slipping his coat off in the process. "You've got duties to fullfill now, mister." she almost scolded. He grinned at the cuteness of it and relented. He wrapped his arms around her waist then turned her so her back was pressed against his chest. He placed a finger under her chin and she turned to head around and their lips came together in a heated kiss. His hands came into play next. He quickly unbuttoned her silk pj's and opened it to reveal her pert young breasts. Then his hands covered them, kneading them gently. Buffy hated her break the kiss, but the sensations he was inducing in her body made her weak and ultra sensitized to his every touch. She broke the kiss and panted in anticipation as one of his hands strayed south and beneath the waistband of her pj pants. She wrapped one arms around his neck and the other was clutching his arm for dear life. When his finger brushed her clit she felt her knees give, but he was right there to support her. "Your so beautiful, Buffy." he purred into her ear and pressed two fingers into her tight opening and massaged her clit while moving the two fingers in and out of her. He delighted in her soft moans and sniffled screams. He wished he could hear her cry out his name when she came, and she was getting there super fast, but the thrill that her mother could walk in at any time sorta made it more exciting. "Angel..." she whimped as she felt the pressure build to the breaking point inside her tiny body. She knew she would be going off at any moment. And she did, she clenched her opened her month in a silent scream as every muscle in her body tightened, then released and she slumped against him, spent, but not sated. He removed his fingers from her and licked them clean. Then he picked her up and placed her in her bed. Buttoning her shirt back up and placing the covers over her still quaking body. "Good night, my beautiful goddess." he said in gaelic. Then kissed her damp forehead and left through the window. Buffy watched him go. She was still coming down from her high. It was the most amazing thing she every experience, well, besides actually making love with him. But it was like he was making love to her with his wonderful hands. It was so incredible. Then it occured to her that he had done tons of orral sex on her and she had never returned the favor. Sure, he never mentioned anything about it, and he appeared to really enjoy give her pleasure, but it still wasn't fair to him. She would change that. -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- The wonderful dream she was having was interupted by the bring on her alarm clock."Damn you." she mummbled and slammed her hand down on the poor plastic clock, busting to pieces in the process. "Oh great." she complained. Then she slowly got out a bed feeling refresh and happy that she didn't have to go Angelless last night. She quickly got dressed in blue jeans and a yellow tank top and practically skipped to the bathroom and do her hair and make up. When she headed downstairs for breakfast, her mother already had buttered toast and orange juice of for her. "Morning sweetheart." her mother greeted her. "Morning." she replied. She quickly gulped down her breakfast and headed for the door. She couldn't wait to talk to Willow. "See ya after school mom." she called before heading out the door and to school. When she got there Willow was chatting with Oz and Xander at the picnic table they all meet at the in the morning. "hey guys." she greeted. "Hey Buff, how's is hangin," Xander said. "Good. I'm grounded again, but I'm still good." she said with a secretive smile. Willow smiled knowingly. "How long are you grounded for?" "Three weeks. I only have the go the first week without phone or friends at the house. It's not too bad compared to some of my groundings." Buffy replied. "Hey Oz." she greeted the newest addition to the group. "hey." he replied. The bell buzzed and they all rose from their seats simultaniously. Buffy and Willow went in one direction while the guys headed for the gymnasium. "So, if you're grounded from having friends in the house and knowing your mom she'd be watching you all the time, why do you have Angel face?" Willow asked suspiciously. Buffy grinned. "there may have been some Angelness last night." "Oh. You mean some sneaky Angelness last night." Willow corrected. "Well, yeah. If my mother knew what we were doing would would probably have thrown Angel out the window. She still thinks that he's my history tutor and she wants me to invite him for dinner sometime." Buffy told her best friend. "If it's dinner than it'll be dark, so that's no problem, right?" she asked. Buffy shrugged. "That was never the issue, it's just my mom meeting my boyfriend. It's always scary." "True. But on a lighter note, are you seeing Angel again tonight?" "Maybe. It's hard to go without him. I always sleep better when I've seen him, and even better when he's actually with me." Buffy explained. Willow looked down sheepishly. "Um, Buffy? What's it's like?" she asked vaguely. "What's what like?" "You know...'IT'." the red head exaggerated the last word a bit. "You mean making love?" Buffy asked. "Yeah that." Buffy shrugged. "It's beautiful if it's with someone you really love." Willow sighed. "I'll be a virgin forever." Buffy just giggled. "No you won't. That's what I thought when I got sentences to being the chosen one. But look at what I have now." Buffy gestured with her hand to emphasize her point. "yeah. I guess you're right. Oz seems nice. We're kinda sorta dating I guess." Willow said with a hint of hopefulness in her soft voice. "Yup. see things are looking up already." The blond slayer said happily. "Yeah." They walked in silence for a while. Willow knew she was going to be late for class, but that didn't seem like an important thing at the moment. She had a very complicated question to ask her best friend. "Buffy, what does love feel like? I just see how much chemistry and electricity that goes between you and Angel, and I've never felt that before." Buffy hesitated for a moment. She wasn't really sure how to answer that. "I guess it's just... I don't know. It's a feeling that just fills you up and makes you feel like your loved and cared for and safe. And theres the overwhelming want and need to be with the one you love, and when your together everything else seem inadequate. Like the world is only you and him." Buffy said softly, as if in a dream state. Willow's eyes were wide and staring at her friend. "Wow, really?" Buffy nodded. "That must be the exquisite torture that I always read about." Buffy shook her head quickly. "No, the exquisite torture is when your 'with' your lover. Just knowing the love isn't as good as feeling it and knowing it at the same time." Buffy explained. Willow frowned. "Love is so complicated." "Pfft, what isn't nowadays." -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Buffy was sitting at Angel's table in his apartment, doing her English homework. She had gotten in the habit of always doing her homework here to avoid her suspicious mother. She was hunched over, really thinking hard about a character anayisis on a particular confusing character, when she felt strong, gentle, loving hands touch her shoulders and began to massage them. She dropped her pencil and arched into his touch, moaning softly. "Have I ever told you that you have magic hands?" she cooed. Angel chuckled. "Once or twice." he replied. His talented fingers working out the tension in her neck and shoulders. "You shouldn't hunch, it's not good for her back and neck." he told her. She just smiled at his concern. "I was concentrating. Besides any kinks are non existant now." she said sleepily. Then she yawned. "You're tired." he stated. She sighed. "Well, English with Mr. Manhas is very tiring. He must have a very complicated imagination to come up with these questions. Either that, or I'm stupid." she said, frustrated, then made a purring sound when her boyfriend's fingers released a knot of tension on her left shoulder. "Your not stupid." he argued. She never won thie battle so he wasn't surprised when she didn't respond. "Maybe you should be getting home then. You're mom is probably wondering when your gonna be coming home for dinner." he told her. Buffy's eyes popped open and remembered that her mother wanted her to invite Angel to dinner one night. "Oh that reminds me. My mom wants to meet you. She's cooking a nice dinner on Saturday night and wants you to join us." Angel stopped massaging her shoulders. She was inviting him to meet the parents..er... parent. that was a huge deal. At her whimper of protest he continued to gently knead her shoulders. "Okay. Sure. Sounds like fun. But, you mom did meet me once." he said. "Yeah I know. But she wants to learn more about you. She thinks that all the time we're spending together isn't just for study." she explained. "She's a smarter lady that you give her credit for." Angel said. "Hey, Buffy is the only girl in your life mister." She teased him. Angel decided to play along. "Buffy is perfect for me, but her mother is closer to my age." he said with a chuckle. Buffy just laughed and shook her head. "Men." "I'm not just any man." he protested. He wrapped his arms around her and hugged her too him. Then he whispered into her ear, "I'm a man with magical hands." then he lifted her out of the chair and spun her to face him then lifted her to sit on the table. Buffy loved it when he picked her up and moved her without an effort at all. He was so strong and lusciously sexy. At that thought she felt her body heat up and her skin tingle for his touch. "Magical hands, huh? Who told you that?" she teased him. Angel gave her a mischievious smile before capturing her lips in a passionate kiss. His hands were starving to touch her he lifted her tank top over her head to find her braless. He broke their kiss to take one of her semi-hardened nipples into his mouth and suckled on it until it was rock hard. Then he switched and took the other nippled into his mouth while gently kneading the other. "I thought you said I had to go home." Buffy said hoarsely. Then moaned when a rush of moisture dampened her new pair of thong panties. She had made a habit of wearing sexy undergarments now that her and Angel were making love. When she didn't get an answer, she just forgot about it and focused on her boyfriends talented hands caressing her sensitive skin. Angel was too caught up the his need for her to care that his girlfriends mother wanted her home soon. He just wanted to make love to her so bad. His hand went to her thich and traveled up under her silly excuse for a skirt to massage her firm ass, delighting in the warm, smoothe skin of her rear end. He moved his kissed to her neck while moving his hand to the zipper of her skirt. When she felt the zipper of her skirt come down and his hands moving inside to take it off. she lifted herself up and he stepped aways to completely take it off and toss it carelessly to the floor. He moved back between her legs, feeling them wrap around him. She was lost, when he press against her she just wanted him out of those pants and inside her at fast as possible. She reached down and quickly undid his pants, pushing them down. Then wrapped her strong arms around his neck and lifted herself up then dropping herself down, impaling herself on his rock hard on. Their eyes met and held. She felt his reach behind her and move her books and papers aside, then laying her down on the table. He smiled and said, "I love you." before starting to move in and out of her hot, wet channel at a slow, leisurely pace. Buffy moaned and arched up to meet each thrust with one of her own. "I-I love you too, baby." she answered, tightening her legs around him. Then crying out, then he lifted her up, causing his massive erection to twist and shift inside her. She felt him moving them somewhere, then she felt soft fur against her sweaty back. It was the new fur rug he had bought. She was in heaven, when he started to move inside her once again. This time he was more forceful, but still with that unique gentleness he always had while making love to her. Angel tangled his fingers in her soft, blond hair and buried his face in her shoulder as he thrusted himself in and out of his mate. "Oh Buffy...Baby, you feel so good." he groaned, his voice laced heavily with sex. One hand moved down her side and up under he shoulder, bringing her closer to him. He delighted in her breathy moans and gasps and cries of his name as he kissed her neck and made sweet love to her. "Angel!" she moaned loudly. That had to be the tenth time he rubbed directly against her G-spot. was it just ten, or ten billion? She couldn't tell. All she could do was grip his biceps, writhe, cry out, and arch into him. Why did it feel so good when they did this? Was it because they were in love? Yes, they were so much in love that they're bodies just respond to each other's touch as they're souls do when they're together. All train of thought was gone when he rubbed that special spot again. "Yes, Angel. I'm almost there...harder." she moaned and whimpered as she tried her best to get closer to him. "Yes, baby, come with me." he purred and reached between they're sweaty, undulating bodies and massaged her swollen clit. When he felt her inner muscle contract and spasm, he let himself go. As stars exploded in front of her eyes a white hot indescribable soul deep pleasure rocked her small frame. She tensed and trembled and arched into her lover, she could hear herself screaming. Then she felt the most wonderful feeling she had ever experienced... the cool jets bathing her insides, soothing them. Then they collapsed against each other. Panting for breath, her because her need for oxygen and him from mind blowing sex. After they had recover somewhat he asked, "You okay?" looking down her are flushed face and glazed shining with satisfaction. She smiled dreamily up at him and reached up to stroke his cheek. "That was incredible Angel." she breathed. He removed his hand from her hair and cupped her cheek, smiling. Then he rolled them over so she was spawled across his chest. They laid like that together, just enjoying the whole together thing. When the phone rang. They both groaned simultaneously. "That'd probably your mother." he said. She lifted her sated body of his and watched him get up, put his pants back on and answer the phone. She slipped on her skirt and tank top while he was answering the phone. "Who is it?" she asked him. he held the phone out to her. "Your mom." he stated. She nodded and lifted the receiver to her ear. "mom?" she said. "Yeah. We were just wrapping up the study session." she told her mother, trying to ignore the smirk of her lover's face at that comment. "Thirty minutes. Okay, bye mom. I love you too." then she hung up and sighed in frustration. Running her hands through her hair in a vain attempted to fix it up. She moved to the table and packed up her things. "I hate having curfew on Friday nights." she complained. When she had all her stuff in her bag and put it over her shoulder she turned around and came face to chest with Angel. She placed a few kissed on his chest, then tilted her head up for a kiss. When he tried to deepen it, she pulled away saying, "I have to be home in 30 minites, let's not start something we can't finish." He grinned and swooped down, capturing her lips in a passionate kiss. She moaned and he took advantage and slipped his tongue inside her mouth, exploring the warm contours of her mouth, while backing her up towards the door, pressing her against the wall beside the door. He reluctantly broke the kiss after a few minutes. "See you tomorrow." he purred. She grinned. He backed away from her reluctantly and opened the door for her. She stood on her tippy toe and kissed him softly, then walking out the door. "I love you." she said in farewell. "Love you too, baby." he responded immediately, and watched her leave with that cute bounce in her step. Then closed the door of his apartment. -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- "On the table?" Willow exclaimed. They were sitting on her bed, legs crossed with big bowls of oreo ice cream in their laps. Buffy had just finished telling her the edited version of what happened. "Not completely. Only on the table for a little while then on the fur rug he bought a few days ago." Buffy clarified. Willow's eyes sparkled with curiousity. "What was it like?" she asked in a secretive voice. Buffy smiled and blushed. "No words, Will. I should become a poet or something, because I can't find any word other than incredible to describe it." she put a scoop of ice cream in her mouth. "Wow." the red head said, her eyes wide. "I wish I had a boyfriend like yours." she siad enviously. "You will. You and Oz seem to be getting pretty close lately." Buffy said. Willow perked up. "I think I'm in love with him. But I'm not really sure... What does it feel like?" she took a bite of her ice cream. "I don't know. It's just a feeling deep inside that gives you the urge to want to be close to them all the time. It's like you can't live without them. And when your together it's like the world turns off and all that you can see is the person you love." then she trailed off, wondering what Angel was doing at that second and wanting to badly for him to be here, and not at home. "If that's what love is, then I'm getting there." she said with a grin. "Are we gonna be getting a visitor tonight?" she said wiggling her eyebrows. Buffy blushed and shrugged. "I'm not sure. If he does show up, we'll behave." she grinned mischieviously. "Why do you ask?" she took another bite of her ice cream. Willow shrugged. "I just haven't seen you two together in a realy long time. I miss that fuzzy feeling with I see Angel look at you in that special Angel look. Then it's like you sense it and look at him. It's like I can almost see the sparks fly." then she blushed. "It's only Willow who can make herself blush." Buffy said fondly. "I swear, what would I do without my Willow?" Willow beamed. "You'd be lost." she said. Buffy nodded on agreement. -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- It was 2:00 when the best friends decided to call it a night. Buffy slept in her bed and Willow slept on the spare matress on the floor. She was having a hard time getting to sleep and it didn't help much that Willow was mumbling in her sleep. She just stared at the ceiling and wished she could just get to sleep. Then the light from the window was suddenly blocked and she sat up in alarm and came face to face with...Angel. He was sitting on her bed. "You nearly gave me a heartattack." she whispered. He grinned. "Sorry." he said, though he really wasn't, he thought she looked cute when she was trying her best to be mad at him, but failing miserably. Her angry face didn't last long, soon she was smiling like a fool. "It's okay. Just don't do it again." she said in a hushed voice. "I promise." he half-lied. "Good. Didn't I tell you that Willow was gonna be staying the night tonight?" she asked. He must have known that if her best friend was in the room, he wouldn't be gettin any hot nookie. "I know. I just wanted to see you." he told her sincerely. She smiled. "Stay with me. I always sleep better when I'm in your arms." she said. He nodded and got up, removing his jacket, shoes and shirt, he got into bed beside her. She immediately cuddled up to him and rested her head on his chest. Her eyes were almost instantaniously getting heavy and she was drifting into dreamland. "I love you.... she murmured before sleep took her. He kissed her forehead. "I love you too, sweetheart." he didn't sleep, he just layed awake listening to her steady breathing and the sound of her strong steady heartbeat. "More than you know." he finished. -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- It was morning when Willow woke up and checked her watch. It read 10:15 on the green digital numbers. She sighed and sat up, then looked over at her best friend.... and Angel. Buffy was on top of Angel, her head on his chest, sleeping. And Angel had his eyes closed, but he was clearly not sleeping because he was gently stroking her friends back. The coveres were down to Buffy's waist and she could see that she was still fully clothed, and she was...gulp... straddling Angel in her sleep. Wonder what she was dreaming about Willow mused. Then got up and left the room and went downstairs to watch tv. Buffy slowly woke up, her eyes fluttering open. The first thing she noticed was she was very comfortable, then she realized that she was straddling Angel. She opened her eyes fully and lifted her head to look into the adoring eyes of her boyfriend. She smiled shyly, "hey." "Hey." he replied. "Have you been awake all night?" she asked. He nodded. "How did I get in this position?" she asked. He just shrugged. "come on, tell me." "You talk in your sleep." he told her. Buffy was confused for a split second, then she blushed a deep crimson. She remembered her dream. It was a very nice dream, but not really one she wanted him to know about. "Oh my god." she groaned. "You must have very vivid dreams. I'm surprised you didn't wake Willow up." he teased. Buffy groaned again and pressed her face to his muscular chest. "I can't believe it." "There's nothing to be embarrassed about. I have dreams too." he confessed. Buffy's head popped up and looked into his eyes. "You do? About me?" she questioned. He nodded. "Do you want to know what we do in those dreams?" she asked unsure. Angel chuckled. "Didn't think so." she said rolling off him and sat on the edge of the bed, checking to see if Willow was up yet. When he rolled off him he immediately missed her warmth and the intimate contact that position allowed. "Willow got up at around 10 o'clock." he told her. "Oh ok. Then she's downstairs." she stated. "I guess you're stuck here until the sun goes down. I'm glad that mom is at the gallery all day until like 11 o'clock tonight. So we don't have to worry about hiding you." He nodded and sat up and sat behind her with one of his legs on either side of her. He pulled her back so her back was pressed against his chest, then he wrapped his arms tightly around her waist, placing kisses to the side of her neck and up behind her ear. He loved her scent. it was the most electrifying aphordesiac in the world. "You smell so good." he told her, breathing her in. Buffy smiled girlishly. "I'm not wearing any perfume." she stated. He kissed her hair and answered, "You don't need any." -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- the end. |