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Chapter 13: Passion
The bus didn’t move fast enough for her and she was counting the minutes till she would be in LA. Finally the bus stopped and Buffy was out the door immediately when it opened. She quickly looked around and smiled a blinding smile when she saw Angel leaning against a wall, seemingly calm and collected. She walked to him and stopped right in front of him. Slyly she looked at him through her eyelashes and greeted: “Hey stranger.” “Hey yourself”, was the gruff response. He leaned closer and kissed her slowly and sweetly. When he pulled back, she smiled at him her eyes twinkling in joy and whispered: “That was worth the wait.” He pulled her closer and pressed a quick kiss to her forehead. “Now that that’s out of the way, let’s talk business.” “Ooh... I love it when you talk business”, she laughed and earned a small smile from him. “Be serious, sweetheart”, he chastised and she just rolled her eyes. “Do I have to?” “Yes, I found a nest and I believe they are the ones behind the disappearances of those high school students.” “Okay, business before pleasure. But I demand some serious smooching for this”, she threatened, trying to keep a straight face. “It will be my pleasure”, he whispered and lead the way.
Buffy and Angel went to the cemetery and soon found the nest. It didn’t take them long to dust the group of vampires even though they were outnumbered. Buffy wiped off the dust from her clothes but suddenly she stopped when she heard some kind of chanting. “Angel, what is that?” she asked and turned to him. He looked just as puzzled as she and shrugged. “I don’t know, but I don’t like it.” They looked around themselves but there was no one. The chanting got louder and Buffy started to feel light headed. She swayed on her feet on pressed her palms to her forehead, trying to get her head back together. “Buffy?” “I don’t feel so good”, she whispered right before her legs gave out and she started to fall to the ground. Angel was there in a flash and caught her before she hit the ground. But the touch of his cool skin seemed to burn her and the heat traveled through her body. She pulled in a sharp breath and took a step back. She steadied herself against a tombstone and looked at him feeling a stir of panic. The chanting suddenly stopped. A heat ran through her body as she looked at Angel with hooded eyes. “Angel, what is happening?” she asked and took a step closer to him. He did the same and lifted his hand to trace his finger along her cheek, not touching. “Something has happened, I can feel you in every fiber of my body, more than usual. I feel powerless, to stop...”, he said and leaned into a kiss. Buffy kissed him back and soon the simple kiss was full of passion and want. He pulled her closer and forced her to take steps back till her back hit a tombstone. He abandoned her lips and traced his lips down her neck, sucking his mark. She groaned and grabbed a handful of his hair, flexing her fingers and fisting them again. “Angel, we have to stop”, she said feeling out of breathe, feeling only him and his body. “I know. But I can’t stop”, he said and pressed his lips to hers. But they somehow managed to take control, they pulled away from each other and tried to stay out of reach. They looked at each other, both feeling the passion rise within and the power it held. “We need to talk to Wesley”, he said. “Yes”, Buffy agreed breathing hard, the long kiss had left her breathless. “Let’s go back to the car.” They started walking but soon she grabbed him, pushing him against a mausoleum and attacking his lips. They were grinding against each other and the kisses kept getting more passionate. Her hands trailed down his stomach to the front of his pants and she grabbed his cock through the fabric, rubbing her palm against the hard member. He moaned and grabbed her ass, grinding himself more firmly into her. Again the kiss was long and passionate but they managed to pull away. “You take the car, I walk. We can’t be in a car like this”, Buffy reasoned but Angel shook his head, he didn’t like it. “No, I can’t just leave you here”, he tried to protest but she lifted her hand in the air, stopping him from continuing. “I can take care of myself. We’ll meet back at the office”, she said and took off running. For a while Angel struggled to go after her but finally decided it was more wise to let her go alone.
Lindsay smiled like a wolf, very pleased with himself. He gave the dark blue skinned man a briefcase and shook his hand. “It is done”, he said and his smile only widened.
Buffy arrived some time after Angel, the cemetery hadn’t really been that far and she had run the whole trip. Angel already had given Wesley the short version of what had happened. They all were in the so called research mode, trying to find anything to work with since they didn’t have much information to go with. Buffy lifted her gaze from the book she had been trying to read and licked her lips while watching Angel read. Her hand slowly disappeared under the table and crept to his thigh. Angel's eyes closed involuntarily and he tried to suppress a groan from escaping. Her fingers were making lazy circles on his thigh and they were dangerously closing his crotch. Angel was about to make his move when Cordelia stepped forward looking as intimidating as she could. “That’s it, hands off. Buffy, you sit on the other side of the table”, she commanded and Buffy did as she was told but she didn’t like it. Her lip pushed into a pout and she was gloomy like a child that was grounded. She tried to concentrate on the reading but it was no good. Again she raised her eyes and saw Angel looking at her with heated gaze. She gave him a seductive smile and reached her hand to him. When they were about to touch, Cordelia stepped between again. “Get a grip you two. Sit on your hands or something!” They both glared at her but she didn’t seem bothered. Again they tried reading but it didn’t come as a surprise that the attempt was no good. Buffy let a shoe fall off her foot and slowly she started to run the sole of her foot up along his leg. He took a sharp breath. He kept looking at her with heavy lidded eyes that promised things that they shouldn’t be doing. Slowly she let her foot glide up and then little down his leg but slowly making it’s way towards the goal. “I’ve had it! Buffy is coming home with me and you keep an eye on him!” Cordelia commanded Wesley and pulled Buffy out of the chair. “But I don’t want to”, Buffy tried like a little child to her mother but it was in vain.
Cordelia locked Buffy into her bedroom. She knew that the door wouldn’t hold her and she really couldn’t stop her but she trusted that she wouldn’t hurt a friend. Or at least she really hoped so. Her only regret was that she herself had to sleep on the couch. “Are you all calmed down?” she asked through the door. “Yes. I think I should try to sleep. Maybe this will be over tomorrow”, came Buffy’s defeated voice. “Okay, let’s just hope so”, Cordelia answered and settled on the couch. She put on a her latest chick flick, fighting demons and trying to get a career going really didn’t leave much time for watching movies. She had to stay awake in case Buffy tried to make a run for it. But what she didn’t know was that Buffy had opened the window and was climbing out of the it. She looked down, she really didn’t want to fall since with bad luck she would sprain her ankle or something of the sort. She took a calming breath and started descending down. When her feet touched the solid ground, she sprinted into run, she had to find Angel, she needed him and that was the only thought in her mind.
Buffy crept into Angel’s apartment. She had passed sleeping Wesley on her way and from the now even more powerful tingling in her body, she could feel that Angel was near. She stepped into his bedroom and seeing him laying on the bed made her mouth water. “Angel”, she whispered and he looked up, he didn’t look surprised because he had felt her presence even more powerfully than ever before. “Buffy.” He leaped to his feet and in seconds he was standing right in front of her. “I know I shouldn’t have come”, she said and looked up, into his eyes. “But I couldn’t stay away. I was pulled here, I can’t resist anymore”, she whispered and a tear rolled down her cheek. He caught the tear with his thumb and gently cupped her cheek. “I know the feeling. Everything I ever felt before, I can feel it so many times greater, I can’t resist it. Every second I’m not touching you, I feel like I’m going to die.” “We can’t do this. I should leave”, she said shaking her head but she couldn’t move. “Yes, you should”, he agreed and slowly leaned closer to her, pressing his lips to hers. The kiss started slowly, gently and lovingly but soon it was full of passion and longing. He grabbed her tighter, bringing her closer to his body and crushed his lips to her. She tightened her grip on the back of his neck and wrapped her other leg around his. The kiss was more fiery every moment and they were moving on their lust and love for each other. Angel let go of her lips, letting her breathe. He attacked her neck, licking, kissing and nipping at it, making her tremble with want. “Angel”, she breathed out but was silenced by his lips. Their hands were roaming everywhere and he pulled her into the air, instinctively she wrapped her legs around his waist. She didn’t even take notice they were moving till she was gently laid on the bed. He crawled on top of her, shedding his clothes while kissing her neck. His shirt wasn't coming off quick enough and she ripped it off his body. Once the smooth skin was in sight, she leaned up kissing his chest while she was trying to open his trousers. The buttons wouldn't open fast enough so she ripped the material open and pushed them down his legs. Angel pulled her face up and started kissing her lips while his hands wandered down her body. He pulled her pants down along with her panties and teased her outer lips with his fingers before dipping into her wet channel. They both groaned at the feeling. “I want you inside me”, she said with a husky voice full of lust. Angel pulled his finger out of her body despite her protest and pushed inside her with one deep thrust. They both moaned in unison and her back arched off the bed. He ripped her shirt open and started kissing her bare breasts while slowly thrusting inside her. She lifted her hips for a deeper contact and grabbed him by his ass to pull him closer. She framed his face with her hands and they stared into each others eyes. “I love you”, she whispered tracing his lips with her finger. “I love you too, Buffy”, he answered before pressing a soft kiss to her fingertip. But the gentle moment was over and the passion filled their minds once again. His thrusts kept getting harder and faster but she was with him all the way not missing a beat. They could feel the climax nearing. Buffy grabbed his head and turned him to look at her. “Drink”, she commanded breathily and pulled his face closer to her neck. “Buffy...”, he tried to protest with the last shred of control he still had. She silenced his protest with a passionate kiss and she stared into his eyes while repeating: “I want you to drink.” His eyes flashed yellow and the last piece of resistant was gone. She pulled him against her neck and his face shifted to his demon visage. Slowly his fangs sank into her skin and the powerful blood rushed into his mouth. She raked her fingernails across his back and arched off the bed when the heat rushed through her body. She screamed his name and climaxed like not once before. He pulled away from her neck and groaned her name before releasing his seed inside her channel, coating her walls with his cum. He kept his face against her shoulder breathing hard the air he didn't need. She let out a satisfied moan and pulled him closer against her body encouraging him to let his full weight on her which he was trying to keep off of her small frame. Regretfully he slipped from inside her despite her groan of protest. He pressed his head against her chest settling against her body and pulling her closer to his. She stroked his hair and for once she felt at peace. She turned to look at him after a long moment had passed and she smiled at him. He returned her smile and crawled up her body pulling her into a slow and gentle but still passionate kiss. His other hand played with her long locks while the other trailed down her side to her thighs. The second time they made love was not rushed but full of love and gentle caresses. The first time had satisfied the urgent need so on the second they had the patience and time to take it slow without hesitation.
Buffy groaned as she opened her eyes. As she discovered it had been a false move, she closed them again. Her head was pounding and it wasn’t just her head, her every muscle was sore. Slowly she opened her eyes again only to be staring into the dark eyes of Angel. But these eyes were different, they weren’t loving, caring and soulful, these were almost black, cold and always alert eyes, it was... “Good morning, lover”, he said with a wide smirk on his lips. Buffy stared at him with wide eyes, fear consuming her. “Angelus.”
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