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Chapter 14: Old Friends and Lovers
“I like it when you fight, you never were one to take it lying down. But that's okay, I like my woman to have some spirit in her”, he chuckled. “Don’t touch me! Let me go, Angelus!” she screamed and tried to free herself from his strong grip. “Not gonna happen, Buff”, he laughed. “Why are you trying to escape from me, it’s not gonna do any good, I will find you anyway, you can’t run from me. Besides, you’re not going very far in that outfit”, he continued looking hungrily down her naked body, his eyes taking her in inch by inch and in any other situation it would have made her blush, even with her clothes on. “You won’t go far either, it’s daylight. I will not let you run freely”, she spat at him and tried to kick him between the crotch but he caught her leg. “That wasn’t nice, lover.” He wrapped her leg around his hip and pressed his hardness against her core. He leaned closer to her face, pressing a soft kiss to the side of her lips before he licked her ear, her eyes closing involuntarily, and he whispered: “I’m not gonna kill you, lover. You’re too much fun alive. I see the bigger horizon these days.” “Please”, she whispered still trying to get free but her attempt wasn’t as forced as before. “I love it when you beg.” “Angelus”, Buffy whispered and looked at him like she was about to continue. He looked at her expectantly, the grin never fading. Suddenly she managed to free her other hand and hit him with every strength she had and he fell to against her unconscious. “Good night lover”, she said and slowly shifted from under him and got up from the floor. She found her shirt and pants on the floor but both of them were too torn to wear again. She went to Angel's closet and took out his shirt and boxers putting them on him. Quickly she searched the apartment and found a pair of manacles from bottom of a closet. She returned to him with them and some clothes, she didn’t like the idea of Cordelia seeing him naked if she happened to show up. It wasn’t a time for jealousy, she knew that but she couldn’t help it. After getting his clothes on, a task that wasn't easy since he was dead weight on the floor, she dragged him to the bedroom and chained him to the bedpost. She knew it would hold him only for so long but it gave her enough time to find an alternative solution. With a quick glance at his unconscious form, she left hurrying to find some answers.
When Buffy hadn’t answered to her after Cordelia had been yelling at her for ten minutes, she knew the slayer in question had sneaked out and she had a pretty good idea where she had headed. As quickly as she could, she got to the office but there was nothing wrong with the picture, only Wesley sleeping on the pile of books. She looked at him feeling irritated, she hadn’t slept the whole night. Maybe she had nod off couple of times but that was it. So it was totally unfair for him to get some sleep while she hadn't. She huffed and went straight into Angel’s apartment. With careful steps she walked further in and looked around her finally entering the bedroom. Her eyes widened when she saw him chained to the bed post. “Has she completely lost her mind?!” she huffed and moved closer, starting to get the chains off. But then the thought hit her and she stopped her movements. He looked at her expectantly and she just returned the look with irritation, placing her hands on her hips. “Maybe I should let you stay right there, that would keep your hands off of each other”, she said tapping her foot to the floor. “Yes, maybe you’re right. But I can’t help it, something happened to us”, he said and looked at Cordelia innocently. “Well, since it was Buffy who chained you, it wouldn’t be all that safe either. She could have her way with you this way”, she said and he seemed embarrassed. “Cordelia”, he childed. “I’m going to lock her into room that has no windows”, she said under her breathe while opening the locks from the manacles. “I had the very same idea”, Angelus said and punched Cordelia so hard that she was unconscious the moment his fist connected with her face. She fell to the floor in a heap and he chuckled in his usual almost giggling way. Shaking his head and whistling a happy tune, he left the apartment.
Buffy walked into the office with some new chains, the shop owner had looked at her long and hard when she told him what she wanted. She was about to step to the elevator when someone grabbed her from behind and slammed her face first against the wall. The hit left her dizzy for a second but soon she recovered. “Angelus”, she spat but he just chuckled, leaning closer to her ear. “I never knew you had such a kinky side. If I’d known, we could have tried the chains back in the good ole Sunnydale”, he whispered seductively and pressed his already hard cock against her ass. Her body reacted to it immediately and she hated it for being so easily manipulated. “Well, you were too busy trying to kill me and my friends.” “You have nothing to worry about, like I said before, I’m not gonna kill you. I have a whole new plan on life and for you too, lover”, he said to her ear and licked her earlobe. His other hand traveling down her body, taking its time at every curve and finally disappearing between her legs. She squeezed her eyes shut, trying to get herself together and threw him off of her. She went into a fighting stance ready to take what ever punches he was going to pull. “Don’t touch me”, she said vehemently, she hadn’t forgotten a single moment of those months when he had been loose. “Come on, Buff, don’t be like that.” She attacked, throwing fierce punches at him but he blocked them and managed to get a hold of her arms. He threw her back against the wall and planted a rough but passionate kiss to her lips. Without even noticing, she responded to it. His hands traveled down her sides and disappeared under her shirt massaging her round breasts under the fabric. She whimpered as she felt his hardness pressing against her weeping opening. Angelus pulled away, smiling a victorious smile and disappeared into the sewers that the office had a access to. Buffy closed her eyes and tried to collect her thoughts, this couldn’t be happening. What was she going to do?
Angelus sat in a demon bar, he had wanted a drink and not one of blood. When Lilah sat on his table, he wasn’t pleased, like the soul boy, he didn’t like the lawyer either. “I know you have a big hard on for the apocalypse but do you have a death wish too?” he asked without even looking at her. He just raised the glass to his lips and took a good gulp of the Irish whiskey. “We want you to work with us”, Lilah said in a very business like manner. “And why would I do that?” he asked already bored, he knew where it was going. “Because you want the world to end, and you can make it happen with our help. Also it was because of us that you are free again.” “No, it was because Buffy is the only one that can make the big happy for the soul boy.” “Why do you think the slayer suddenly put out? It wasn’t his usual broody charm, it was magic.” Angelus looked at her even more bored and faked a yawn. “Tell me something I don’t know.” “Come on, Angelus. We want the same thing”, she taunted him. “I never was one for team sports, my answer is no. I have my own goals and I don’t like to share”, he said and gave her a glare that told her to leave when she still could. Wisely she did leave the table, leaving Angelus sipping his whiskey and smiling wolfishly at the thoughts that were running in his head.
Buffy sat on a bar nursing a drink. She had found Cordelia knocked unconscious on the floor and Wesley the same way. When they had woken up, both had been extremely pissed, but they knew it had been from the spell but still they had a big problem, Angelus. Her ears were still ringing from the lecture Cordelia had given her. Buffy looked for him but there was no trace of him. That’s how she ended up in the bar that seemed to be full of demons doing karaoke, she thought there was nothing that could surprise her anymore but then she saw what the host was wearing. She was feeling gloomy and sipping at her drink, that happened to be whiskey because it reminded her of Angel, not because she liked it, she never was much of a drinker, it always ended badly for her. “What’s a pretty girl like you drinking whiskey all by her lonesome”, came a sweet voice from behind her. She turned to look at the man, who she noted was a very good looking guy, and she sent a glare at his way. “I’m not on the mood for sweet talk”, she said and turned back to her drink. Lindsey smiled and sat next to her. He looked at her up and down, appreciating the view, her clothing was sexy since she had to borrow clothes from Cordelia. “Keep your tongue in your mouth, I happen to have a very jealous boyfriend and he doesn’t like to share with the other kids”, Buffy said without even looking at him, sure he was good looking but he was starting to annoy her, and not in the good way like Angel had back in the day. “Lady should never drink alone.” “Well, I’m not here for the company. Leave me alone before I stake your ass”, she threatened. “I’m not a vampire”, he said smiling. “I know”, she stated and gave him a look that told him to leave. Lindsey sighed in defeat, it wasn’t many times that he had been turned down. He left but didn’t get far when he was grabbed on the street and tossed against the wall. He was faced with a vamped out and growling face of Angel. But this wasn’t Angel, it was Angelus and he had a crazy jealous gleam in his eyes. “You are playing with fire, Linds”, he growled and tightened his hold on his neck. He was gasping for air and slowly starting to panic, this wasn’t what he had been planning. “She is mine. You stay away from her. If I find out that you have even looked at her, even fantasized about her, I will find you and you will wish I had killed you right now”, he ground out spitting every word out and it left no question in his mind that he would do it. Angelus let him go and stalked into the darkness, leaving Lindsay gasping for air on the ground and wondering why he was still alive.
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