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Chapter 2: What's my destiny? Buffy sat in Giles’ living room giving the report of slaying, Giles had been more than happy to hear about the slaying in LA and even though he knew it was childish, he couldn’t help but feel small pride of the fact that Wesley couldn’t pronounce the demon's name. But his smile faded as soon as Buffy told him she was going to buy a car. “Do you think it is wise, we do know your... umm... experiences with cars are... something to improve of. And chasing vampires with a car is not very practical”, he protested somewhat awkwardly. Buffy smiled at his discomfort. “Relax, Giles. Angel is giving me driving lessons and it’s not like I’m gonna use it for slaying, just to drive from Sunnydale and LA. You have nothing to worry about, I’m a sworn pedestrian but a walk to LA is a little bit too long even for me.” “Buffster on wheels, remember to let me know before you start the car so I can stay inside”, Xander quipped and Buffy send a glare at his way. Ignoring Xander, Willow sent a quirky smile at Buffy. “So Angel is teaching you to drive”, she questioned and a smile rose to Buffy’s lips. “Yeah, he even let me drive his car. He lets no one drive his car”, she said and the two women shared a laugh before moving to the kitchen where they could talk more privately. “Oh come on! Giles, aren’t you going to do anything about that”, Xander turned to Giles for support. Giles shook his head tiredly and removed his glasses, starting to clean them. “And what do you suppose I do, Xander? Buffy is an adult, she is a independent young woman, there is nothing I can do to make her change her mind about seeing Angel”, Giles explained to the boy but he didn’t seem satisfied with his answer. “You’re her watcher”, he protested and Giles turned sharply to look at him. “Yes I am and she is an adult, she can make her own decisions and could you please get over the irrational jealousy against Angel”, Giles said loosing his patience and Xander looked at him like he had slapped him. “I am not jealous of that blood sucker! How can you all just forgive and forget, he killed miss Calendar, don’t you remember!?” Giles jumped to his feet and gave Xander a look that resembled very much of Ripper. He pointed at Xander accusingly. “Don’t you dare bring Jenny into this”, he said to the boy nearly threateningly. Wisely he cowered in font of the older man and he knew he had gone too far this time. “I’m sorry, Giles”, he said repentantly and the older man watched him carefully. Slowly he started to calm down. “Apology accepted”, Giles said and removed his glasses starting to clean them. “You really should try to think before you act, Xander. Buffy can make her own decisions, and in this case she is going to do them did we like it or not. I do know I have some hostilities against Angel but I also realize that it was a different being that murdered Jenny. There is no more danger of bringing Angelus forth, so it is really not our business if she wants to spend her time with him”, he continued as the voice of reason. “But...” Xander tried to protest but Giles shook his head, silencing him. “There is no but. If you want to keep your relationship with Buffy as it is, I recommend that you try to accept Angel as a part of her life. She is in love with him, like she always has been and it might endanger your friendship if you keep up with the open hostility towards him. I know you have feelings towards her and you don’t want her to get hurt, not one of us do, but she is also a woman deeply in love, there has been many obstacles between her and Angel and they have survived them all, that should be enough to show that it isn’t a passing affair.” Xander didn't respond, just directed his gaze to the Willow and Buffy who returned to the room with wide smiles blasted on their faces. He clapped his hands together and made way to the couple. “So, how 'bout we hit the Bronze tonight? Have a real girls night out”, he suggested and the girls raised their eyebrows in question. “Come on, I'm practically one of the girls these days, I'm out numbered now that Willow is with Tara. What you say?” Willow and Buffy glanced at each other and nodded at him. “Okay, could be fun”, Buffy said, she was hoping this could be the way to try to make things right between her and Xander, things between them hadn't been the same since Faith took over her body and she missed the friendship they shared. “Ooh... Just like old times”, Willow said excited and her smile just widened.
The gang met at the Bronze after Buffy made quick sweep through the cemeteries. When she arrived, the others were already in the table, Willow and Tara practically glued to each others sides and Anya sitting in Xander's lap, Buffy couldn't help but feel like a fifth wheel and she hadn't even sat down yet. “Hey guys”, she greeted and gave a quick wave. “Hey. How was patrol?” Willow asked turning his attention from her girlfriend to her best friend. “Okay, just one vamp, out of towner”, she answered and sat down to the table. “So, when are you planning on buying the car?” Xander asked. “Don't know yet, Gunn is going to help me with the checking once we find something, unless it's after sundown.” “Gun?” Xander asked trying to keep the hostility out of his voice. “He's a friend in LA. Helps with the slaying and all that. I was sure I had told you about him.” And she had, not just to Xander since their relationship had been so tense lately. “What kind of a name is Gun? Is he in a gang or something?” Buffy chuckled at the jealous behavior Xander was showing. “It's his last name, with two N's. He's a good guy”, she explained. “Why the sudden rush to get a car, I thought we all know that Buffy and four wheels is not a good combination?” Xander said jokingly, trying to get his mind off of the fact that she had a new friend in LA. “Angel doesn't like me taking the bus and having to wait for a ride at the station. Besides, he's been teaching me to drive”, Buffy said with a smile playing on her lips, she and Willow shared a look. “Is that a code word for sex?” Anya shot and Xander shook his head in embarrassment. “No, he's actually letting me drive his car”, Buffy said to her seriously, but kept to herself what else they had been doing. “Then it's no interest to me. Xander, I wanna dance”, Anya said bluntly and pulled Xander out of his seat leading him to the dance floor. “Do you think everything is about sex to her?” Buffy asked turning to the two women still sitting at the table. “And money, ever since Giles bought the Magic Shop, I think she's been more into the money than sex. Although I feel it's less awkward subject to us, so it's really a relief”, Willow said with a awkward smile. “So, can we see you to the bus station on Friday?” she changed the subject but frowned as Buffy shook her head. “Sorry, Angel's picking me up. He's really going all the way in the 'not letting me use the bus'. Not that I'm complaining”, Buffy explained not managing to suppress the smile that mentioning Angel brought to her lips. ”I detect someone likes the overprotective Angel?” Willow smirked and Buffy tried to play coy with her, not succeeding. “Well, yeah. Overprotective Angel means more time with Angel and I take all I can get, we've already been apart for too long in my book.” She glanced at the dance floor where Xander and Anya were dancing, forgetting their friends in the table. Buffy sighed deeply and turned back to the other couple. “I'm gonna go get a drink. You guys want anything?” she said and rose to her feet. Both girls shook their heads. “No, I'm fine”, Willow said and pointed at the half drunk glass of coke. “No, thank you”, was Tara quiet answer. Buffy nodded and made her way to the bar but turned to walk to the other end of the club. Willow turned to Tara with a quirky smile playing on her lips. “I bet she's going to call Angel”, she said and Tara nodded in agreement. “Where'd Buffy go?” Xander asked as he and Anya returned to the table. “To get a drink”, Willow smirked not telling him the truth knowing that it might put a dent to the newfound peace between them. Xander looked at her suspiciously but didn't say anything. Buffy waited by the public phone for someone to answer and soon she heard Cordelia's voice: “Angel investigations, we help the helpless.” Buffy couldn't help but chuckle. “Hey Cordy”, she said to the phone. “Buffy! Can't you just come back here right now cause the brooding is seriously getting on my nerves. And now dish all the gossip”, Cordelia said excitedly to the phone. “Sorry to tell you this, Cordy, but Aura isn't fat, she's just working at a fast food joint”, she said to the phone and heard Cordelia huff. “Well, I guess that is good enough”, she said and Buffy heard her slap something. “Get away! You're not getting this phone!” Cordelia yelled at Angel and tried to get away but he blocked her entrance and grabbed the phone away from her. “Buffy?”, he said to the phone and she laughed on the other end. Cordelia huffed and crossed her arms in front of her glaring at him. “Fine, hog the phone. You better tell her to call me later since it's impossible to talk to her even for five minutes without you stealing the phone. I need to know about Aura's situation!” she yelled at Angel and stomped out of the office. Buffy couldn't help but laugh again. “I take it you heard what she said?” Angel asked and sat in front of the desk. “Yeah, I heard. Tell her I'll call once I get back home.” “Where are you?” he asked, carefully listening to the sounds in the background. “Bronze. We're having a girls night out, Xander is our unofficial girl, he claims he's outnumbered. I think things are getting better between us”, she answered, leaning to the wall next to the phone. “That's good.” “You don't have to pretend, I know Xander isn't your favorite person”, she said with a smile. “No matter how I feel about him, he's your friend and you were suffering because how the things were between you too.” “You really should stop being so rational and sweet all the time”, she said his words clearly making her slightly emotional. “I've been accused of worse things”, he chuckled, picking up a pen and starting to doodle to the piece of paper that was laying on the table. “Anything new there?” “Not much, we're tracking a demon that's been preying on some high school students, fortunately it hasn't killed anyone.” “Need any help?” Buffy asked perking up. “Nice try, Buffy. You're not getting off your studies that easily”, he chuckled and she let out a sigh. “Well it was worth a shot”, she smirked and continued with the shop talk: “You have any trouble finding the thing?” Angel nodded absently. “Yeah, some, it's a slippery devil. We went to Caritas to find some information.” “Did you have to sing?” Buffy asked with a wide smile. “Yeah.” “Let me guess, some corny ballad.” “Mandy”, he said closing his eyes as he heard Buffy laughing. “I wish I had been there”, she said, she could just imagine him awkwardly singing in front of a herd of half drunk demons. “No you don't”, he said, a small crooked smile rising to his lips. “I can't wait for Friday. But I have to go, I just called to hear your voice, I'm supposed to be just getting a drink”, she said not really wanting to hang up the phone. “Okay, go back to your friends and have a good time. I'll see you on Friday. I love you.” “I love you too. I'll be counting the days and hours. Bye”, she said and grudgingly put the phone down. She closed her eyes sighing deeply, Friday was too far away. Angel hung up the phone and his eyes landed on the doodle he had been mindlessly working on during the phone call, a small smile rose to his lips as he stared at the sketch of Buffy's smiling face. Buffy pushed herself off the wall and started walking towards the bar, remembering she was supposed to go get a drink. She didn't get to order anything when a unstable looking woman grabbed her arms forcing her to look her right into her piercing blue eyes. “They are coming”, she said hauntingly. “Who?” Buffy asked confused but the woman didn't answer, she let go of her arms and quickly disappeared into the crowd. She tried to see where the woman went but there was no trace of her. Finally she made her way back to her friends, still scanning the room. “I thought you were getting a drink?” Xander said and looked at her suspiciously. Willow noticed the distracted look on her friends face and was immediately worried. “What happened? Is something wrong?” she asked, worry marring her voice. Buffy shook herself out of the haze and turned to look into Willow's concerned eyes. “A woman stopped me, said they are coming”, she said absently, looking around the room. “Who are coming?” Xander asked, he too realizing something was going on. “She didn't say, she just disappeared. She just said 'they are coming'.” She shook her head and ran her hand through her hair. “I'm sorry, it just threw me”, she apologized and sat into the chair, still keeping alert eyes scanning the room.
Buffy couldn't get her mind off of what the strange woman had said and it truly bothered her. Not even several long phone calls with Angel eased her mind and by the end of the week she feeling like she was going crazy. She was lounging on the couch when she heard a knock to the door. “It's open”, she yelled, she rarely locked her door when she was home. Willow and Xander walked in with their girlfriends. “Still thinking about what the woman said?” Willow asked seeing the look on her face. She nodded solemnly and sighed. “Yeah, it's driving me nuts.” “Maybe Angel can take your mind off of it, from the look of him, I bet he gives great orgasms”, Anya said and Buffy blushed, so much for her just thinking about money. “Anya, please could you stop, nobody wants to know about the orgasms Angel gives Buffy”, Xander said firmly to his girlfriend. “Oh, but I want to know”, Anya answered with her usual lack of tact. “Not gonna happen, Anya”, Buffy said wryly. “Could we please change the subject?” Xander cried out, he had never wanted to know how far Buffy and Angel went in their relationship, he wanted to live in the sweet denial of thinking they were still in celibate. “When is Angel coming to pick you up?” Willow asked, changing the subject. “About now”, Buffy answered with a smile. “Your Angel sense is tingling?” she teased earning a incredulous look from Xander. “That too, but I can see him standing on the door that you left open”, Buffy answered chuckling. Everyone turned to look at the door where Angel was leaning against the door frame. “Hey”, he said with a crooked smile playing on his lips and he made his way to Buffy after she signaled him to come in. He pressed a quick kiss to her lips, still feeling a little awkward kissing her in front of her friends. “Well, my carriage is waiting”, she said and stood up from the couch others following her to the door. She was about to pick her suitcase but Angel beat her to it, picking it up easily and heading to the car. She locked the door on her way out and as soon as she turned around, Willow pulled her into a tight hug. “Wills, I'll only be gone for two days”, she chuckled and smiled at her friend who finally let go of her. “I know”, Willow said slightly embarrassed of her clingy behavior that occurred every time she was seeing Buffy off to LA. “Okay, guys, I really should be going”, she said and they made their way out of the building. Angel had put her suitcase into the trunk and was now waiting for her by the car, leaning into the passengers door. “I'll see you guys on Sunday”, she said with a wave of her hand and went to the car. Angel pulled away from it and opened the door for her, earning a smile from his efforts. He walked around the car and sat behind the wheel, ready to drive away when Buffy pulled him into a passionate kiss. When she pulled away, she was breathing heavily from both lack of oxygen and from the intensity of the kiss. “After nearly a week of not seeing you, I needed a little more than a quick chaste kiss from you. Don't worry, I checked, they are already gone”, she said with a cheeky smile and leaned into a quick kiss before leaning back into her seat. Angel drove off but after a long silence and several glances at her way, he had to break it. “What's wrong?” he asked tentatively. “Nothing”, Buffy tried to dodge it but Angel wouldn't have it. “Really, tell me”, he encouraged and she sighed heavily closing her eyes before opening them again. “What the woman said at the Bronze has really been bothering me. It's probably nothing but I still can't get it out of my mind. It's driving me nuts”, she said and he took her hand into his, giving it a small squeeze. “If it bothers you so much, we could stop by in Caritas and ask the host to read you”, he suggested. “Would I have to sing?” she asked with a grimace. “Yes you would”, he chuckled and she couldn't suppress the groan from surfacing. “It might help”, he added. “Yeah, I bet this is just a payback that I laughed at you for singing Mandy.” “That too. But I want you all to myself, without your mind wandering into some cryptic old lady”, he answered and pressed a soft kiss to her knuckles.
Buffy and Angel went straight to Caritas which was a strange place for a slayer to be, her senses were screaming to her but she forced herself relax. The green skinned demon with a outrageous suit walked to them with his arms wide. “Pumpkin, you're back”, he said and Buffy raised her eyebrow in amusement. “Pumpkin?” she asked Angel fighting not to burst out laughing. Angel send her a half glare and then glared at the demon in front of them. “And you brought the girlfriend. Oh sugar, you are one lovely piece of art”, the host said turning to Buffy and pulling her into a warm hug. “No wonder he has his boxers on a twist every time you leave the city”, he continued and looked at her like she was a fine sculpture. Buffy could only stare at him. “Oh where are my manners, my name is Lorne, sweetness”, he said and offered her his hand. With a brief hesitation she took it and introduced herself: “Buffy.” “Oh, I know. You wouldn't believe how much all the people here talk about you. You're famous, honey, the notorious slayer with the oh so bittersweet romance of the two born enemies in love.” “They talk about me?” Buffy asked incredulously raising her brows in surprise. “Yes they do. You're so much prettier than I expected but I'm guessing you didn't come here for small talk”, he said and Buffy nodded. “Yeah, you would be guessing right. Angel said you read people.” “That I do. I can't wait to hear you sing. What will it be? I can squeeze you in after a chaos demon with a slight drinking problem”, Lorne chatted, pulling her under his arm and leading her towards the bar, away from Angel. Twenty minutes later and a embarrassing singing from a drunken chaos demon, Buffy made her way out of the stage to the corner table Angel was residing. “Are you going to torture me for the next ten years of my life now that I sang Wind beneath my wings?” she asked him only half jokingly. “No, I kinda like that song”, he answered sincerely and slightly embarrassed. Buffy raised her brows and looked him straight to the face. “You're scary”, she said deadpanned but soon the seriousness was gone and she leaned over the table to give him a quick kiss. “Aww”, they heard Lorne's cooing from behind and quickly they sat back to their seats. Lorne was standing next to the table with a drink in his hand and a wide smile blasted on his face. “You two are the cutest couple I've ever seen”, he said and nervously Buffy stood up, she needed to know what was ahead. Seeing her nervousness, he smiled at her warmly and pulled her into a warm hug. ”Congratulations, sweetie pie”, Lorne told her, his smile just widening seeing her surprised 'deer caught in headlights-look'. ”What? What did you see?” Buffy asked now even more nervous than before. ”Can’t tell you yet, it wouldn’t be a surprise. But I can tell you this, it’s all good”, he assured her and she let out a sigh of relief as did Angel. “So you're not gonna tell me what it is you saw?” “Nope, but you'll find out soon”, Lorne said cryptically his smile not wavering a bit.
Buffy and Angel walked to the car after leaving Caritas. “Well, that was interesting”, she said with a small crooked smile on her lips. “Yeah.” “Lorne's very... bubbly”, she continued, for a moment searching for a word that would describe him. Angel just nodded in conformation, a smile rising to his lips also. They reached the car but before he could even open the door for her, she attacked his lips, her arms winding around his shoulders and she kissed him feverishly. Without a moments hesitation he returned the kiss with as much passion. After the air was coming a problem, he pulled away, both breathing heavily even though he didn't need the air. “Wow”, she whispered breathlessly and gave him a bright smile. “Yeah.” “How 'bout we go to celebrate now that we know nothing bad is coming right now. I promise my mind won't be wandering anywhere”, she whispered to his ear before giving it a small gentle nip. He suppressed a groan and pulled her into another hot kiss full of passion. “Let's go”, he breathed into her ear and opened the passenger door. He ran around the car and jumped in, quickly starting it and speeding back to the hotel. Buffy laughed as Angel picked her up and threw her over his shoulder, carrying her inside the building like a fireman. Cordelia heard the laughter and footsteps coming from the lobby and she went to the office door to look. As she saw Buffy hoisted over Angel's shoulder, she rolled her eyes and grabbed her purse. “I'm leaving, see you tomorrow. Bye”, she said all in one litany without waiting for response and hurriedly left the building. “Bye Cordelia”, Buffy called after her and yelped in surprise as Angel slapped her butt. “Auw! What was that for?!” she questioned and slapped his ass as a payback. “Couldn't resist the temptation”, he answered with a smirk and ran up the stairs, his hand smoothing down the fabric his slap had wrinkled. Buffy couldn't complain about the view as she watched him move as he carried her up the stairs and into the bedroom. He kicked the door closed behind them and thew her to the bed. She sat up and gave him a glare. “Caveman, much?” But instantly that glare disappeared as he hastily started to remove his clothes. Her eyes raked over the exposed muscled chest, he really did have a magnificent body. She quickly moved to the edge of the bed and pressed a wet kiss to his bare stomach while unfastening his belt and pulling it out of the loops. He groaned as she pulled down the zipper, pressing her palm against his hard cock. She looked up to him with wicked eyes and gave him a seductive grin before shedding wet kisses to the naked skin, moving downwards. She pulled down his pants, not taking her eyes off his and wrapped her fingers around his hard member that was begging for attention. Slowly but firmly she started to stroke him, still kissing his stomach and keeping her eyes locked with his as she made her way down. Then she broke the eye connection and turned her gaze to the hard member in front of her. She kissed the tip, twirling her tongue around the head and sucked it into her mouth like a lollipop. He groaned, his fingers threading into her hair but he did nothing to guide her movements or thrust into her waiting mouth because he wanted her to be in control. She teased him with her tongue, licking and kissing him, tasting every inch of him as she stroked the hard flesh in her hand. “Buffy”, he choked out her name, she was killing him and it was the most pleasurable torture he could imagine. She took pity on him and took him into her mouth, slowly taking more of him. He moaned as he felt the tip hit the back of her throat and his fingers tightened in her hair, his eyes closing tightly. She started sucking him with more ferocity, her hand stroking the hard flesh in the same pace as her mouth moved on him and the other gently massaged his testicles. He was quickly loosing control and he had to do everything he could not to come like a inexperienced school boy, he could already feel the impending climax. “Buffy, please”, he whispered, trying to warn her but he couldn't make out more words. Knowing he was close, she took more of him and started humming around him. “Jesus”, he cried out and tried to pull her back but she wouldn't let him, instead she softly scraped her fingernails against the base of his cock and swallowed around him. He knew that was it for him and with a deep groan he released his seed. He could feel his knees buckling as she greedily swallowed his cool seed, milking him dry. She let his softening cock fall from her lips before lazily licking clean the rest of his release. He opened his eyes, his gaze falling to her softly smiling face. She was still fully clothed but she managed to look simply sinful while leaning back to the bed and slowly licking her lips. His eyes followed the pink tongue and he could feel desire heating his blood once again. At times like these he was ever grateful for his vampire stamina. Seeing his darkening eyes, she smiled seductively and moved further into the bed. He followed her, crawling over her like a large predator and trapped her between his strong arms. Her legs fell to the side without a second thought, giving him room between them and she let out a soft moan as she felt him settle against her, pressing against the spot where she needed him the most. He could smell her desire for him, the intoxicating perfume was making his cock twitch and he knew that in no time he would be rock hard again. “I think it's time for me to return the favor”, he stated huskily, brushing away a stray lock of hair from her face and pressing a feather light kiss to the side of her lips. “I didn't know I was doing you a favor”, she said with a crooked grin that also rose to Angel's lips. “Vixen”, he accused and kissed her before she could say anything. The kiss grew more passionate by the minute and she whimpered in protest when he pulled away. But in a second it turned into a breathy moan as his lips went to the scar he had marked her with a long time ago. “Angel”, his name fell from her lips like a prayer. Her back arched off the bed and her legs wrapped around his waist, her whole body rubbing against him as his ministrations on the scar were making her crazy. She was starting to suspect she could cum just from the simple action itself. He gathered the fabric of her blouse into his hands and pushed it up until her bare breasts were revealed to him. She gasped as the cool air hit her, her nipples quickly hardening. He growled deep in his chest as he felt the naked skin in his hands and another moan escaped her as she heard the sound. He massaged the soft flesh with his large hands, his fingers teasing the hard peaks, making her ache for him more. He pulled his head up, his eyes glancing down to her breasts that he had pushed together. He moved down her body till he was facing her chest. His thumb brushed against a hardened peak of her nipple before he bent his head, his tongue dipping into the valley between the soft mounds. His hands started traveling down her body till he reached the knee-high skirt and pushed it up to her waist. Another growl escaped him as he noticed she wasn't wearing under it more than a lacy thong. “Buffy”, he chastised her but she just innocently gazed back at him but didn't quite manage to look it. With a quick pull he ripped the scrap of fabric from her body, baring her to his eyes. She let out a startled gasp but didn't say anything, she didn't like that piece of underwear anyway. Again he moved down her body, kissing her stomach, her thighs and the bend of her knee but left the spot where she needed him the most untouched. He was making her feel hot all over, his touch was like fire burning her skin but she still couldn't get enough of it. “Angel, please”, she whispered. He lifted his head, pressing one more kiss to the inside of her thigh. “Please what?” he asked, his voice soft and low, full of promise. “Please, I need you”, she said squirming under him, trying to get more contact. It wasn't exactly the response he was hoping for but it was good enough, he was painfully hard and he longed to taste her. He could smell her desire for him and see her pussy glistering with the juices that were flowing from her. He brushed his thumb against the sensitive bundle of nerves and she let out a soft gasp, her hips rising from the bed. Gently he placed her back against the mattress and ran his thumb down her weeping lips, teasing her. But the intoxicating scent of her was making him as restless as he was making her and he couldn't wait any longer. Shedding wet kisses, he moved to her weeping passage, running his tongue from the bottom to the clit before sucking it into his mouth and teasing the bundle of nerves with his tongue. She moved under him, not sure if she was trying to get away from the sweetest torture she had felt or closer to him to get more. Her breathy moans were making him crazy, making him harder than he already was and he couldn't get enough of the taste of her. His lips ravaged her, tasting every inch of her as his fingers teased her opening before pushing inside without any resistance from her dripping wet passage. His name fell from her lips in a breathy sigh and her hand reached out to him, her fingers threading into his hair. She could feel her first peak closing as he relentlessly pleasured her with his lips, tongue and fingers. Her fingers balled into a fist in his hair and her eyes closed tightly, she was starting to loose her hold on the reality. Her other hand dug into the sheet, nearly tearing it and a cry of pleasure fell from her lips as a orgasm tore through her body. But he didn't stop, he licked and sucked her clit till she reached her second release and as she was in the throws of another orgasm, he crawled up her body and sheathed himself inside her rippling passage. He buried his face to the crook of her neck, trying to keep himself under control as her inner muscles massaged his cock. Her hand went to the back of his neck, her fingers curling around the short hair and she pulled him up to face her. He stared into her hazel green eyes and he could see the same relentless passion in them as his held. His hands framed her face and he kissed her lips lovingly. She could taste herself in his lips but it didn't make her pull away, she just deepened the kiss further. Her fingers tightened in his hair as he started to move inside her, thrusting further inside her before pulling back and repeating the action. She moaned against his lips and scratched her fingernails down his back before cupping his ass. He groaned deep in his chest and thrust into her with more force. Her back arched off the bed and her legs wrapped more tightly around his waist, her hips meeting his every move. They moved together in perfect synchronization, they fit together like they were made for each other. His large body covered her smaller one, his strong frame looming over her but still threating her like a delicate flower despite his raw power. Their hands wandered over every inch of naked skin they could find, their lips kissing hungrily and their every move matching the other's. The world around them disappeared and there was only the two of them. Playfully she bit his lip, pulling a soft growl from him that made shivers run through her body. His hand traveled down her body, brushing against her aching breast on its way and settled to where they were joined. Gently he touched her clit, making her moan and press more firmly against his body. His fingers teased the sensitive button and his thrusts turned more powerful, bringing her closer to a release with faster pace. He bit his lip as she flexed her inner muscles around him and he knew he wouldn't last long either. Her fingers dug into the skin of his ass and her legs tightened around him as her back arched off the bed. Angel could feel she was close, her heart was thundering in her chest and her eyes were closed tightly with her teeth digging into her lower lip. “Buffy”, he breathed out her name. “Look at me.” She opened her eyes, staring straight into his. Her fingers let go of his ass and as he thrust all the way into her, they dug into the mattress under them. A cry of pleasure left her lips but she didn't take her eyes off of his. They kept moving together, staring into each others eyes as they approached the final release. He could feel the tightening in his balls but he didn't want to cum before she did. He started to move with fierce determination, his fingers stressing her oversensitive clit and his cock thrusting in and out of her wet heat. “Angel! Angel!” she cried out his name, her hands clinging to his shoulders as he pounded into her and quickly moved them both towards the release. Her lips formed into a o and a soft sigh of pleasure left her as she reached the climax, waves of pleasure rushing through her. Her walls fluttered around his girth, milking the release from him. With a shout of her name he shot his seed inside her hot passage, coating the walls with his cool cum. Her arms wrapped around his shoulders, encouraging him to put his full weight on her but like usual he was afraid of crushing her and he opted in laying next to her. They were both breathing hard, Angel pulling in lungfuls he didn't need. He stared into the ceiling, trying to get his mind to work again. He turned to look at Buffy who was staring at him with a blissful smile on her face, she looked thoroughly loved. Her skin was still flushed, her lips swollen from the kisses and her hair a mess but she looked beautiful. And just the sight of her made his cock show signs of life. Her eyes went down to his dick before returning back to his face. She lifted one questioning eyebrow. “Are you trying to kill me with orgasms?” Her question made him laugh softly and he pulled her against his body so they were skin to skin. “You know what the French call it”, he said with a suggestive smile. “Yeah, little death. But that wasn't little. I think I actually visited the heaven's gates”, she answered and he couldn't help but chuckle. He brushed a soft kiss to her bare shoulder and wrapped his arms around her, his hand smoothing back the sweaty locks of hair from her face. She smiled softly, her eyes were starting to close on their own accord. He had very affectively wiped away all worries from her mind.
“Go to sleep, sweetheart”, he whispered to her ear. She smiled again and snuggled more firmly against his strong frame. He too was feeling perfectly relaxed but he didn't want to sleep, he liked watching over her when she was sleeping, it was still one of his guilty pleasures.
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