Buffy opened her eyes slowly, coming against the sight of smooth muscled chest. A smile rose to her lips, her whole body was humming and she knew last night hadn't been just a good dream. A really, really good dream. She shifted slightly and looked up, finding Angel's smirking face looking down at her.

“Morning”, she whispered. Damn, he looked so good first thing in the morning. Actually he looked sinful with the lecherous smirk on his lips.

“Morning”, Angel answered and smoothed her disheveled hair back. He played with a strand before tucking it behind her ear and running his finger down her neck, lingering on the sensitive spot that was sporting a hickey. He felt a surge of male pride, it was like he had marked her as his and now everyone could see it.

She frowned and ran her fingers through her hair, she was sure as he looked like a wet dream, she looked like she had a bird's nest on her head. He looked at her with mild amusement, she looked cute. The thought came so naturally that he didn't even notice it.

“Come here”, he murmured and pulled her up to lay on his chest before cupping the back of her head and rising up to kiss her. She responded to the kiss despite her worry about morning breath. Her hands traveled up his muscled chest and her fingers threaded into his unruly hair.

Suddenly he flipped them over so she was laying under him, she let out a startled squeak but was soon silenced by his lips. Without a thought she moved her legs, letting him fall between her thighs. His growing hard on was poking against her inner thigh and his hands were trailing up her bare skin, his fingers gently brushing against her already hard nipples before continuing their journey up her body. His hands framed her face as he changed the urgent mating of tongues into a slow, sensual kiss. Languidly she ran the sole of her foot up and down his leg as her hands traced the hard muscles on his arms.

But the moment was broken when the alarm clock started ringing, bringing both of them out of the passion filled haze. She broke the kiss, turning her head to look at the clock on the nightstand and reached out to stop the annoying ringing. She let out a deep sigh and closed her eyes. For a while neither of them said anything.

Finally she opened her eyes and turned to look at him, giving him a apologizing smile. “I should take a shower”, she stated, not even attempting to move from the spot.

“I'll wash your back”, Angel said with a wicked grin and got off from the bed, pulling her with him. A rush of warmth ran through her from the images her mind made the moment the words left his lips.

“You know, I have to go to work today”, she reminded him, something about the way he spoke and the way he looked at her told her his intentions were not strictly honorable. And she was perfectly fine with that.

“Maybe I can convince you to play hooky with me. I'm sure Gloria wouldn't mind”, he murmured as they made their way to the bathroom. He was definitely going to try his best. Now that he had had her, he couldn't get enough, she was like drug and he needed his fix.

After showering, getting down and dirty and showering again, Buffy and Angel were in the kitchen making breakfast. Buffy was sitting in the table, nibbling at a slice of orange while watching with appreciation as Angel cooked. Of course it didn't hurt that he was wearing nothing but his trousers, she could see every strain of a muscle and she could almost swear the large tattoo on his back was flirting with her. The longer she watched him move in her kitchen like it was his own, the more it seemed like the temperature in the room had risen several degrees.

Angel piled the food on two plates and turned around. As he saw the look on Buffy's eyes, a proud smirk rose to his lips. It was practically a done deal, she was hooked. Seeing the look of perfect male pride, she raised an eyebrow at him.

“You're pretty sure of yourself, aren't you”, she said and got off from the table. She sauntered over to him, keeping firm eye contact with him and leaned against his body, looking up to him. His eyes darkened with desire and he leaned down to kiss her but then she turned her head, grabbed a slice of tomato from a plate and with a satisfied smile, popped it into her mouth.

“Tease”, he accused and spun them around so she was trapped between his body and the tabletop.

“And you're conceited”, she said back with a crooked smile.

“I know”, he answered and claimed her lips. The kiss was short but full of passion and as he released her lips, she was left breathless. Trying to gather her thoughts, she turned around and to occupy her mind with something else than his lips and the feel of his talented hands running up and down on her bare skin, she asked, “So, what time do you have to go to work?” Her eyes closed as she felt his hot breathing hit the back of her neck and his soft lips brushing against her shoulder. It was impossible to think with him so close.

“Not going to work. I was think you and I...” he paused, giving it more dramatic affect. “Could stay in the day, mostly in bed. Wanna play hooky with me?” His voice was low and seductive that she felt she might cum just from that if her talked long enough. His lips traveled along her shoulder to her neck and she leaned against his hard chest, tilting her head to the side, baring her neck to him.

“Can't. I have to go to work”, she said and a moan escaped her lips as she suckled the spot that never failed to make her crazy.

“What's the point in owning your own business, if you can't spend the day in bed now and then?” he asked with a husky voice, his arms circling her waist and pulling her closer against his body. “I'd keep you company”, he whispered and sucked the earlobe into his mouth.

“Angel”, she breathed out his name, not managing to finish what she was about to say. His hands traveled down her sides to her thighs, his fingers playing with the hem of her robe. She turned her head to look at him and he claimed her lips with heated passion. His hands trailed up her thigh, disappearing under her robe and his tongue pushed inside her mouth, brushing against hers. She whimpered, feeling another rush of heat running through her body.

She turned around in his arms and wrapped her arms around his neck, not breaking the kiss for more than few seconds. He backed her against the counter and his hands ran up her body, splitting the robe open. She moaned against his lips as his hands cupped her breasts and his still clothed cock pressed against her belly. First she didn't even hear the doorbell ringing. As it didn't show any signs of stopping, she broke the kiss and turned to look towards the kitchen doorway.

“Ignore it”, he said and bent his head down, kissing and suckling at her neck and shoulder. She whimpered, her eyes closing on their own accord. But the annoying ringing didn't stop.

“It's probably Faith. I have to answer the door”, she said disappointment clear in her voice.

“She'll go away”, he muttered and covered her lips with his. Automatically she responded to it but soon pulled away, not even herself knowing where she got the strength.

“I have to answer it. If I don't she will use the spare key”, she said. He groaned out loud and slightly slumped against her in defeat. “I'm sorry”, she whispered and pulled back, heading towards the door while tying her robe back on. She stopped at the doorway and turned to look at him. He was leaning against the counter top with his eyes closed, trying to will down his aching cock.

“Umm... She doesn't do this every morning”, she stated awkwardly and hurried to the front door, pulling her robe more firmly against her body. She unlocked the door, finding Faith leaning against the wall with her thumb constantly pressing the doorbell.

“Mornin', B”, she said and ran her gaze over the blonde. A smirk rose to her lips. “Did I interrupt something?” she asked but didn't wait for an answer before walking in and heading towards the kitchen. Buffy followed the brunette and to her surprise the kitchen was empty.

“Where'd you hide him?” Faith questioned and headed straight to the breakfast plates.

“Are you ladies talking about me?” came Angel's voice from the doorway and both women turned to look at him. He was just finishing buttoning up his shirt.

A wide grin rose to Faith's face and she gave a friendly nudge to Buffy's shoulder. “So you two were having a sleep over, good for you. You better get all that out of your system before you're too big to screw.”

Buffy blushed furiously and turned to glare at her friend. “Faith”, she ground out through her teeth.

Faith raised her arms in surrender. “Okay, okay. I just stopped by to apologize for not being at the show but you know me, I can't stand that pompous ass. I'll make it up to you, okay”, she explained her presence and glanced at Angel who had gone to sit on the table. “By leaving you and hunky alone”, she added and popped another piece of toast to her mouth.

“I'll stop by at the gallery”, she promised and headed to the door. “If you make it there”, she smirked over her shoulder, giving a suggestive look before leaving.

“Okay, that wasn't embarrassing”, Buffy muttered, still blushing.

Angel chuckled and got off the table, walking over to her and wrapping his arms around her waist. “You're cute when you're blushing”, he smirked and pressed a soft kiss to the side of her lips. “And she left some breakfast for you”, he stated, amusement clear in his voice. Faith had eaten nearly the whole breakfast during the few minutes her visit had lasted.

Buffy smiled but soon turned serious. “I should start getting dressed”, she stated with a sigh.

“And I was thinking you should get undressed”, he said and nuzzled against her neck, pressing a soft kiss to her skin.

“Are you taking Viagra?” she asked and giggled as he gently bit her neck.

“Funny”, he stated and pressed his body against hers, letting her feel his growing erection.

“I do need to go to work, you know”, she protested but all objection died down as his lips claimed hers.

Buffy was late for work and Gloria hadn't been on the best of moods because it had been a busy morning. Buffy got a moment to breathe when Faith showed up to the gallery like she had promised. They went to her office to speak. “So you finally did the deed”, Faith said with a smirk as soon as Buffy had closed the door behind them. She sent a chastising look at the brunette.

“That's none of your business.”

“Oh, come on, B. Spill”, Faith ordered, tilting her head to the side and giving her best pouty look.

“Faith, you forget, I'm not a guy, that doesn't work on me”, Buffy said with a smile. Faith rolled her eyes but then she seemed to spot something.

“What's with the scarf?” she asked suspiciously.

“What?” Buffy questioned, her hand going to her neck, without even noticing it she started playing with the scarf. Faith took a step closer and pulled it down, baring the love bites on her neck. She laughed out loud.

“Way to go, B!”

“Could you stop it”, Buffy cried out and tried to adjust the scarf back in place but Faith kept tucking it.

“Is that a bite mark?” she questioned with a smile, then turned her eyes back to Buffy's face and let go of the scarf. “He's got vamp tendencies, huh. Maybe you should be careful, he might turn you.”

Buffy looked at her friend with pleading eyes. “Faith”, she sighed and walked around her desk to sit down.

“Okay, okay, I'll try to act serious”, Faith promised and lazily sat down to the chair. “So, you're reconsidering your stand on no sex since he did spend the night”, she said, there was no teasing in her voice so Buffy knew she was taking a more serious approach.

“Yeah. I might be falling in love with him”, Buffy confessed.

“Already?” Faith yelped in surprise. “Boy, that guy has some serious skills”, she added in awe.

“Faith, please”, Buffy sighed, she really wasn't in the mood. After climbing down from the romantic bliss of the morning and having no orgasms clouding her judgment, she had come to a startling realization. What she had been afraid of was starting to come true, she really was starting to fall for him.

”You know, you've never said that much of a guy before”, Faith stated, she was starting to get afraid for her friend. They had known each other for years and she had seen every relationship Buffy had been in and not once had she said the love word to any of them. Angelus was a player and that only meant that her best friend was in for a heartbreak, and it seemed to be too late to stop it. Silence fell to the office.