Buffy had it all planned out, the prom was going to be perfect, nothing could go wrong. She was going to take care of the hounds and have a perfect evening with Angel. She couldn't wait to see him in a tux, he looked great in anything, or nothing. Buffy licked her lips at the thought and shook herself. Bad Buffy, she chastised and smirked, Angel was just going to drop when he saw her dress. Her thoughts came to a stop when she arrived to the library. It seemed deserted expect for Willow who was doing something involving school books. Perfect, just the person she needed to see.

She quickly walked up to her and sat down to the chair next to her. “Willow, you know I love you and you are the best friend that a girl could ever have”, she started and Willow gave her a 'what did you do' look.

“Yes, I know. What is going on in that little head of yours?”

Buffy grinned. “I need a huge favor, if my mom calls, could you tell her I'm spending the night at your place?”

“Where are going to spend it?” the redhead asked, she was so innocent that it was cute.

“I'm going to seduce Angel”, Buffy answered grinning wickedly causing Willow to blush.

“Oh. I want to help you, but lying and Willow are not a good combination. I'm very bad at it. If there was a test on lying, I would get an F”, she said uncertainly and then went white when she thought about getting an F on something.

“Willow, breathe. There is no test”, Buffy said and soothingly rubbed the redhead's back, trying to keep her from hyperventilating.

“Okay, no panic. I'm okay. But I'm not a very good liar, I get all flushed and confused, I stutter and feel performance anxiety”, Willow explained frowning deeply.

Buffy smile comfortingly and assured her, “She's gonna call, she's not gonna see you and you have nothing to worry about. Just tell her that I'm going to spend the night, but I can't come to the phone right then.”

Willow nodded and gave Buffy a small smile. She looked very determined. “Okay, I'll try. I will not get an F.”

The evening started as planned, or not really, Buffy chased the hounds and got rid of them before they caused any damage. Not what she had imagined, starting her perfect evening with snapping a neck of a ugly hell hound. After that she got dressed and waited impatiently for Angel to show up. He wouldn't have stood her up, he wouldn't do that, right. The biggest surprise so far was that she got an umbrella, an award of class protector.

She was still feeling quite emotional when Giles was giving her his words of wisdom. “And I believe your date has arrived”, he finished and pointed towards the door where Angel stood.

Buffy turned around and saw him standing there, looking very handsome in his tux. Their eyes met as they gazed across the room. She wet her lips and slowly started walking towards him, he met her in half way. “You came”, she whispered and he nodded.

“You didn't think I'd stand you up, did you?” he asked and pressed a light kiss right below her ear.

“It did cross my mind”, she answered with a smile, her eyes closed on their own accord at the feel of his lips on her skin.

“Nice umbrella”, he whispered to her ear and she beamed at him.

“Yeah, I got a new toy. But now, you are not going to have any excuse, you are going to dance with me, it's a tradition you know”, she said grabbing his hand and leading him towards the dance floor. He wanted to protest, but he had promised himself that he would make her happy, even if it involved dancing.

“Could you hold this?” Buffy asked Giles and when he agreed with an 'Of course', she gave him the umbrella. To Angel's good luck, a slow song started playing. He took a hold of her hand and pulled her closer to his body. Slowly they moved on the dance floor, melting against each other, almost becoming one. Buffy let out a satisfied sigh and placed her head against his shoulder. It was a perfect moment.

Buffy and Angel were walking hand in hand through the cemetery. She was wearing his jacket, drowning into the large piece of clothing. “I should take you home”, he said breaking the silence.

“No, we're heading to the mansion”, she stated matter of factly and her voice told him that there would be no negotiation. He turned to look at her.

“Won't your mother wait for you to come home?”

Buffy just smiled and shook her head innocently. “She thinks I'm spending the night at Willow's. But I have other plans.”

Without noticing, a small smile rose to his lips and he looked at her closely. “And what would those plans be?” he asked, his voice low and soft.

“You'll find out soon enough”, she answered with a wicked grin on her face.

In no time they arrived to the mansion. Angel lit the fireplace and turned to look at Buffy. She was standing behind him, looking slightly nervous. She had taken off his jacket and draped it over the back of the sofa. She looked into his eyes and slowly opened the zipper of her dress, lightly biting her lower lip. She let the dress drop to the ground, it pooled around her feet and she stepped out of it. Slowly she removed the clip from her hair, letting her long blond locks free and threw it to the couch.

Angel's eyes widened, she was standing in front of him only wearing a black and red strapless lace lingerie and high heels. He felt his pants get tighter instantly.

“Angel”, she whispered his name like a prayer. He gulped. “Make love to me”, she said with a soft voice, looking very vulnerable.

With two long steps he was in front of her, looking down into her eyes that were filled with trust and love. “Are you sure?” he asked once he found his voice. This was what he had wanted for months, but couldn't have but he also had to be sure that she was ready and sure of what she wanted. With some might he had managed to suppress his need for her and not make love to her the moment they found out his soul was bound.

She nodded with a small uncertain smile. “I'm sure. I want you, Angel. I need you”, she said with a breathy voice that shot right through him, making his cock jump.

“I love you, Buffy”, he whispered and bent into a tender kiss. The kiss grew more passionate the longer it went on. With ease he lifted her into his arms.

“I love you too”, she whispered and planted a gentle kiss to his neck. Angel carried her to the bedroom, placing her gently on to the large bed. The wine red bed cover was in perfect contrast with her slight frame and the sight was making him even harder than he already was. He had become so close losing this, giving her away. But it was not going to happen again, he was going to make her happy and protect her, and not let other people affect him.

Buffy stretched her hand to him and he took it willingly placing a small kiss to her knuckles. She pulled him into the bed and he covered her smaller body with his, holding his weight off of her with his arms. He bent his head down and kissed her, passionately raining kisses all over her face. She let out a sigh of content and let her hands trail down his stomach to the front of his pants. He was painfully hard and it took all of his strength not to just take her.

She played with his belt buckle, but soon it was just fighting against her since she lost all concentration because of his mouth that was suckling on her neck. Her face turned into a frown when she tried to get her concentration back and open the belt. Finally after a lot of effort she managed to get it open and she pulled the zipper down sliding her hand into his pants.

When her fingers wrapped around his hard shaft, he let out a passion filled moan and bit down to her shoulder with his blunt teeth. She knew he was a vampire, the bite should have scared her, but it only made her more wet. She let out a moan of pleasure, she threaded her fingers into his soft hair and pulled him closer, pressing a kiss to his cheek as she raked her fingernails across his back. Angel pulled away and closed his eyes, trying to get his mind to work again.

“Buffy. I don't want to rush. I want everything to be perfect for you”, he said and looked straight into her eyes. She smiled lovingly and traced his features with her finger.

“It's already perfect”, she whispered and pulled him into a kiss. His lips trailed down her neck to the neckline of her lingerie.

“Where did you get this?” he asked and felt himself getting more turned on just looking at her in it. It was very sexy, the color complimented her tanned complexion and fair colored hair, but while making her look seductive, it didn't make her look slutty. His finger traced the red lace on the cleavage.

“I went shopping with Willow.”

Angel couldn't picture Willow shopping for sexy lingerie, but that thought was cut off by Buffy's fingers snaking around his member. Suddenly he wanted to rip that piece of fabric off of her and take her right there, but he needed to take it slow, she was still practically a virgin.

He stilled her hand and drew it out of his pants, if she had continued doing that, he would have cum in no time and he didn't want to rush. “I want to take it slow”, he whispered to her ear and sucked her earlobe into his mouth. He gave it a small tuck and concentrated on her neck, maybe it was the vampire in him that liked that spot of her, but she didn't seem to mind.

She let out a satisfied murmur and said softly: “You have too many clothes on.”

Buffy rose to a sitting position and he pulled back enough to look at her with questioning eyes. She gave him a seductive smile and slowly started to unbutton his shirt, letting her nails brush against his skin every now and then. Once she had opened the last button on his shirt, he quickly shook it off and threw it to the floor.

“That's better”, she said and pressed a wet kiss to his chest, her tongue brushing against one flat nipple. He pulled her face up and took her into a ravishing kiss. While attacking her mouth with hungry passion, he gently lowered her down to the bed and let his hand wander down her side to her thigh. He massaged the firm flesh, enjoying the feel of smooth, soft skin and powerful muscles under his fingertips.

Slowly his hand inched closer to her core, gently brushing against her silk covered sex with his fingers. The thin fabric was soaked through with her juices. He resisted the urge to take her right then, he needed to take it slow. His thumb pressed against her clit, causing her to let out a sound that was somewhere between a moan and a whimper. He watched her face, her eyes were closed and her lips slightly parted, she looked both innocent and seductive at the same time. His eyes lowered to her heaving chest, the piece of clothing she was wearing was lifting them in a way that made his mouth water, few hours ago he never would have guessed what she had underneath that dress of hers. He brushed a lock of hair from her face, causing her to open her eyes. The love and trust he could see in her eyes was almost enough to make his heart beat and again he was ever grateful that his soul was his to keep. Slowly he closed the distance between their lips and kissed her softly, pouring his love for her into the simple act. He buried one hand into her long locks while the other trailed down to her breasts, gently kneading them and playing with her nipples through the thin fabric. After a long while, he broke the kiss, moving to shed soft kisses to the side of her lips and neck so she could breathe. But he didn't abandon her lips for longer than was necessary.

His hand traveled down her body, his fingers finding the zipper on the side of her lingerie. He pulled it open, dragging his finger along the newly found skin, making her shiver with want. He left her lips, trailing wet kisses down to her chest, slowly pulling the fabric as he went, revealing her perfect breasts to him. The sight made his mouth water. “Beautiful”, he said with a soft lust filled voice while looking into her eyes. She looked so luscious, her lips red and puffy, eyes dark and heavy lidded and her hair all messed up. She raised her hand to his face, stroking his lips with her thumb and after a while he sucked it into his mouth. Buffy watched him, getting more wet by the second.

“I need you”, she said breathlessly.

“Just relax. And feel”, he whispered to her ear and started kissing his way down. He paid extra attention to her breasts kissing them thoroughly and sucking her nipples till they turned hard. With a final kiss he continued his journey down her skin and pulled the piece of lingerie with him. He was painfully hard and all he wanted to do was rip the offending fabric off of her body, but he had more self control than that, barely. He pulled the garment off of her and she was left completely bare in front of him. She wanted to cover herself under his hungry gaze, but he shook his head.

“You're beautiful”, he assured her and pulled her into a passionate kiss. Her arms wrapped around him and she let out a protesting whimper when he pulled away from her.

“Just feel, love”, he said and pressed a kiss to her stomach. He started to descend down her stomach with wet kisses and soon he reached his target. Gently he parted her legs and looked up to her face that was quickly turning a bright shade of red. He gave her assuring smile and pressed a soft kiss to her mound. Her eyes closed on their own accord.

He parted her lips with his fingers and gave her a long lick. She moaned at the sensation and arched her back off the bed. He laid his hand gently to her stomach and pressed her back to the mattress. He started to lick her pussy twirling his tongue and dipping it inside the tight channel.

Soon she was mindlessly trashing on the bed, her hand drifting to his hair and the other squeezing the sheets into her fist. She was quickly climbing up to her first climax and Angel could feel it. He paid more attention to her clit sucking it between his lips and tapping the tip of his tongue to it. “Angel!” she screamed while the most intense orgasm hit her. He didn't stop his ministrations, but he did slow down into gentle licks letting her down from the peak.

He climbed up her body and pressed a soft kiss to her neck. She turned to look at him through heavy lidded eyes and smiled. His face was wet from her juices, but she didn't care, she cupped his cheek before pulling him into a long passionate kiss. She could taste herself on his lips, but it only made her more turned on.

Angel pulled away and looked at her, a crooked smile on his lips. “Are you okay?” he asked softly and smoothed back a sweaty lock of hair from her face. She smiled at him and pulled him into another passionate kiss.

“Never better.”

Her hand started traveling down his stomach, raking her fingernails against his smooth skin she reached her target and wrapped her fingers around his hard member. He let out a soft moan and pressed his head against her shoulder.

“Buffy, stop”, he managed to choke out when she started to move her hand up and down changing from firm to more gentle. Buffy stopped and turned to look at him, unsure.

“You don't want to...” she asked without finishing and he smiled reassuringly.

“Oh God I want to”, he sighed and continued more calmly: “But I don't want to rush it, I want to make you feel pleasure from this, not just cum to your hand.”

She smiled, she was feeling more bold than ever before and with the new boost of confidence, she lifted her hand to her lips and licked the pre-cum from her fingers one by one. Angel looked at her getting more hard than he thought was possible and he feared he might cum right then.

“Buffy”, he groaned wanting to look away but couldn't. She lifted her other hand to his face, smoothing back the short strands of hair and she pressed a chaste kiss to his lips. She looked at him straight in the eyes and whispered with a breathy voice: “Make love to me.” He looked at her trying to find any doubt, but came up with nothing.

“Are you sure?” he asked and she nodded before pulling him into a gentle kiss. Slowly her hands crept around him, her fingers flexing against his strong back and her other hand made it's way to the back of his neck, pulling his face closer.

He broke the kiss to let her breathe and trailed down to her neck, shedding soft kisses to her soft skin. She let out a pleasure filled moan as he kept going downwards taking her nipple between his lips. His hand was making its way down to between her legs and as he reached her mound, instinctively she opened her legs farther apart. “Angel”, she pleaded right before his fingers reached the lips of her sex and disappeared into her wet heat. She moaned as one of his digits entered her.

She pulled him up into a kiss and trailed her hand down to his throbbing member. He pushed another finger inside her spreading her open as she ran her finger along the underside of his cock. He pulled his fingers out of her and she let out a sound of protest till she felt the head of his cock touch her opening. He placed his hands on the both sides of her face and made eye contact with her right before he gently pushed inside. He tried to stay as still as he could so she could adjust to his size, but her muscles gripping his cock was making it very hard (no pun intended). She angled her hips so that he slid in deeper and taking it as his cue, he started with slow steady thrusts. The slow love making was the worst torture and the sweetest bliss at the same time.

Her fingers flexed against his muscled back and she pulled him into a long sweet kiss. He released her lips to let her breathe, his lips shedding soft kisses to her face as his hand made its way to her thigh slowly massaging the flesh as he went. She moaned his name when his hand glided towards her core and gently touched her clit before rolling it between his fingers. Her fingers dug into his shoulders and her back arched off the bed.

“Angel”, she said his name breathlessly, her hand tracing up to his hair and pulling him into a passionate kiss. She could feel the climax nearing, she framed his face with her small hands and pressed a soft kiss to his lips. Their eyes met and with a final thrust, she let out a silent scream and her inner muscles clamped down on him. Two more thrusts and he came inside her, groaning her name.

Slowly she came down from her peek and turned to look at Angel, framing his face with her hands before kissing him gently. “I love you”, she whispered her voice full of emotion.

“I love you Buffy”, he answered and pulled her into his embrace rolling them around so his weight wasn't resting on her.

Buffy woke up slowly feeling the soft satin sheets wrapped around her and a hard body nestled against her back. A small smile rose to her lips. Slowly she turned around, facing the serene face of her lover, this was all she hoped, to wake up next to Angel in the morning. It was like bad memories of the morning after her 17th birthday were washed away. He looked so peaceful, for once there was no signs of nightmares that she knew plagued him nightly.

She resisted the urge to gently run her fingers across his face, she didn't want to disturb him, he looked too good that way, too peaceful to wake. She just wanted to bask in the moment, waking up next to her boyfriend. Once again a small smile rose to her lips, her thoughts drifting back to the night before, it had been perfect and it was almost like she was virgin again, she had been even more nervous than the first time.

“You're staring”, he mumbled without opening his eyes.

“That I am. But you're too cute when you're sleeping”, she answered with a smirk and he opened one eye.

“Cute?”

Buffy smiled even wider. “Yes, very very cute”, she answered and leaned into a kiss. Her fingers tangled in his hair and she climbed on top of him. He smiled into the kiss, wrapping his arms around her and pulling her closer to his body.

“At this rate, we're not going to get up all day”, he stated.

“Would it be so bad?” she whispered to his ear with a husky voice.

“Not seeing any down side to it”, he said and flipped them over, him on top. Her legs spread on their own accord, letting him fall between them and pushing his growing manhood against her moist center. She moaned and moved under him, making his cock rub against her wet lips causing them both to moan from the sensation.

Her legs wrapped around his thighs, her right calf going lazily up and down his leg making them both shiver from want. She could feel his member growing against her. She kissed the side of his face, descending downwards and giving a small nip to his pulse point, or where it would have been if he had a pulse. At the feel of her blunt teeth on his skin, he grabbed her by the shoulders and pulled her into a passionate kiss full of fire. He ground his hardness against her while claiming her lips and running his hands down her sides to her thighs.

He released her lips to let her breathe and for a while they just stared at each other, feeling breathless even though he didn't need the air. “I want you”, she whispered softly and shifted under him, making his cock nudge her opening. He started raining kisses down her neck while his fingers crept up her thigh to between her legs. She let out a keening cry when his fingers reached their goal and he massaged her clit, making her ready for him even though she was more than ready.

When she gave a breathless moan, he had had enough and couldn't wait any longer. He pulled his fingers away and slowly pushed himself inside her. They moaned in unison as her inner muscles gripped his hard member that was filling her. His eyes closed tightly and he pressed his face against her shoulder trying to get his head together. The delicious squeeze was making thinking very hard and having her so open and ready was already making him more hard than he had been in a long time, well hours at least. He was certain if he hadn't been around for over two hundred years he would have already spilled his seed inside her.

He felt her leg do an up and down motion along his and she shifted her hips pulling him deeper inside her. He started to move with her, slowly pulling in and out, but soon the slow love making was making them both crazy. His thrusts started to quicken, he started to put more force into his them, but she didn't shy away. She squeezed her muscles around him and grabbed his hair pulling him into a heated kiss. Her other hand creeping along his back to his ass before squeezing his other cheek. Angel groaned from the act and grabbed both of her hands bringing them over her head keeping them there with his other hand.

His thrusts quickened, pushing harder inside her and making them both climb fast towards the final peak. He had a strong urge to bite her, but he held back knowing she wasn't ready for the vampiric act, instead he rubbed her clit with his free hand, making her reach the final pleasure. She screamed his name arching off the bed and constricting her inner muscles around his member making him spill his seed inside her. He pressed his face against her shoulder brushing a soft kiss to the crook of her neck.

After she had managed to catch her breathe, he rolled off of her to his back and pulled her into his arms. “Good morning”, she murmured with a small shy smile and he smiled back at her.

“Morning”, he answered and pulled her into a gentle kiss.

Somehow Buffy managed to get out of Angel's bed and out of the mansion. No matter how hard it was to leave. She met with Willow at the library, it was a place where they could talk privately behind the shelves with cups of coffee, decaf for Willow.

“Your mom called and I got a A from lying to her. Or maybe it was a A-, but I was really good. No sweaty palms or stutter. I told her that you fell asleep in front of the TV”, Willow told her with a wide proud smile on her face.

“I'm very proud of you, Wills”, Buffy answered jokingly with a straight face. Willow jumped in excitement, her smile growing bigger.

“Okay, now I want details of your evening! Not too much though.”

Buffy smiled widely and sipped from her coffee, keeping the suspense up. “It was wonderful. I mean, really, WONDERFUL. I thought the first time was perfect, but this time was even better. Is there more perfect than perfect?”

“I think perfect is the highest rank”, Willow answered matter of factly with a happy grin. Then it faded and she frowned. “But isn't the first time supposed to be terrible, like hurt and stuff? I know you and Angel... you know, before, but that was over a year ago.”

“I've heard that too. But with Angel, it was... wonderful. It did hurt at first, but he was so gentle and loving and he made sure he wouldn't hurt me”, Buffy answered, causing them both to blush. “And this time the most wonderful thing was that I woke up next to him. The first thing I saw was him and that was the proof that he didn't lose his soul. It was like erasing the hurt that happened after the first time.”

“That's a lot of wonderful”, Willow smiled and then turned more serious. “I think it's great that Angel's soul was bound. Not just because you can be... you know together without us fearing for our lives. But because I think you two deserve some happiness. I know I can't fully understand what it's like to be a Slayer but he does, maybe not the slayer part cause he's not a girl or a Slayer, but you know, the whole fighting demons nightly thing.”

A tear rose to Buffy's eye and she looked at her best friend feeling very touched. “Thank you, Willow”, she whispered and pulled her into a tight hug. Neither of them knew about Xander standing behind the bookshelf.

Few hours later Buffy stepped through the front door of her home. “Mom?” she hollered into the house and glanced around her. She was startled when she found her mother sitting in front of the dining table with a drink in front of her. Just from the look of her, Buffy knew she was going to be in trouble.

“Mom?” she asked uncertainly and Joyce lifted her eyes from the table, that's when Buffy knew for certain this was not good.

“Where were you last night? And don't lie to me that you were with Willow because I know you weren't”, she asked with a harsh voice.

“What you mean?”

“I want the truth, Buffy! I want to know where you spent the night. I ran into Xander and he told me you didn't spend it at Willow's. So where were you?” her voice wasn't warm like Buffy was used to and it sent chills through her spine, bringing memories of the night before she ran away.

“I was with Angel”, Buffy answered with a small voice.

Joyce jumped up from the chair and yelled, “How could you be so irresponsible!”

“His soul is bound. He will never be Angelus again. We didn't do anything wrong. Do you really think I would do something that would endanger the world?”

“Did you sleep with him?” Joyce asked with a disappointed voice, but she wasn't sure if she really wanted to know the honest answer to her question.

“That's none of your business”, Buffy answered suddenly feeling very defensive.

“I take that as a yes. How could you be so irresponsible”, Joyce repeated herself, shaking her head before taking a drink from the glass.

“I love him, mom. I will always love him and we didn't do anything wrong.”

“You're eighteen years old, Buffy, you don't know what love is. You may think you love him now, but soon you'll realize it's just a high school crush and you will regret what you have done.”

“Mom, it's not a crush! I know what I feel and I know that I love him. I tried so hard so many times not to, but it was no use. I sent him to Hell, he made my life a living hell for months and still I couldn't stop loving him. I'm not some average teenage girl, I'm the Slayer, I had to grow up fast cause I fight for my life every night and I fight to keep the world safe for people who don't even know about the danger they are in after the sun sets. I don't look at the world through rose colored glasses, I know how hard place it is and I know what and who Angel is, I have seen the best and the worst of him and I still love him. There will be no other man that will make me feel like he does.”

“But Buffy, you are still young. You're waisting your life if you cling to him, he's a vampire, he's a lot older than you are and he can never give you children”, Joyce tried, her voice was now cooler because she knew that she would not get through to her by yelling.

“I think you are the one who needs to grow up, mom. I know how old he is, I know he is a vampire, I don't want picnics in the sun, all I need is him, in some dingy sewer or in fresh air, I don't care. And children are not on the menu, even if I would like to have them, I can't because of what I am, my child would never be safe even if he or she could be born. Do you have any idea how many demons would want to kill the slayer's child or do something worse. I couldn't do that to my child, never”, she said with a soft voice without accusing.

“You may think that now, but you will change your mind. I don't want you seeing him anymore.”

“What!?” Buffy yelped taken back. She stared at the woman in front of her in shock.

“If you keep seeing him, you will not live under my roof”, Joyce gave the ultimatum without remembering the consequences of last time.

“You should know what I'll choose, last time it was the world or my home and now it's not that much different”, she said with a teary voice and ran to her room.

Only after she walked out the door with two bags and a back bag, Joyce understood her mistake, she had just lost her only child for the second time.

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