Angel rolled over to his side and opened his eyes, his gaze falling to the blonde next to him. A crooked smile rose to his lips and he shifted closer to her, wrapping his arms around her, pulling her against his naked chest. She let out a content sigh and placed her hands over his. “Morning”, he whispered to her ear and pressed a soft kiss to her cheek.

“Morning”, she answered and turned in his arms.

It had been three weeks since the first night they had spent together as a couple and after that he had spent only a handful of nights at his own place. He didn't want to look too closely into it but he loved waking up next to her and it was his guilty pleasure to watch her sleep if he woke up before her. It was so unlike him, he didn't like being still and the thought of just lounging in bed watching someone else sleep was foreign to him, usually if it was his own bed he started his morning routine like the woman wasn't in there and if he was in someone else's bed, he just left without an announcement. But with Buffy he wasn't in a hurry to go anywhere.

Angel turned to his side and placed his arms on both sides of her face to the pillow. As a bright smile rose to her lips, he couldn't resist kissing her. His fingers threaded into her hair and his lips trailed down to her throat. But for some reason her thoughts were somewhere else than on his lips trailing down her neck.

“Soon I'll have to tell mom about the baby”, she said with a deep frown on her face, her hand going to lay on her stomach. The dreaded confession had been on her mind for weeks and soon she would be showing so clearly that she didn't need to tell her mother.

Angel sighed and rolled over to his back next to her. “Just a hint, but let's try to avoid talking about your mother when I'm trying to seduce you”, he said, turning to his side and looked at her. His hand went to play with a strand of her hair as his other hand's finger drew lazy patterns to her skin on her stomach.

“Sorry”, she said sheepishly, then a crooked smile rose to her lips. “And you already have seduced me. That's why I'm stressing how to tell my mother we're having a baby. I'm getting huge and all she knows is that I'm dating, and the fact that you're a lawyer isn't helping”, she said with a sigh. He wrapped his fingers around hers and gave a small comforting squeeze.

“I can't believe I'm saying this but... I want to meet your mother”, he said shaking his head and looking at the ceiling. He couldn't believe that he had actually asked to meet his girlfriend's mother, he didn't like seeing her so stressed and especially he didn't like the fact that her thoughts were running away when he was trying to have his wicked way with her.

“Really? You actually want to meet my mother? Without me having to tie you up and drag you to Sunnydale”, she questioned a little surprised. A smirk rose to his lips.

“Tie me up? Why, miss Summers, I never knew there was a kinky side to you.”

She blushed and slapped him to the chest. “Get your mind out of the gutter”, she told him and shrieked in surprise as suddenly he was on top of her, trapping her between his limbs. He stared into her eyes and smoothed back her hair.

“I can't help it. This is what you do to me”, he said with a low voice and ground his hard on against her center. She moaned, her eyes closing at the feel of his hard cock pressed against her.

“We're gonna be late for meeting your friends”, she stated breathily, her hands trailing up and down on his bare back.

“They're used to it”, he answered and kissed her neck, giving it a gentle nip with his teeth. As his lips traveled down and his hands wandered all over on her naked skin, she forgot all about mothers and previous appointments, all she could do was think about him.

His hands cupped her breasts, pushing them together and his tongue laved every inch of skin there was, circling around her nipples and suckling at the soft skin. She was letting out the soft breathy moans he loved and it only fueled his passion for her. He traced the curve of her breast with his tongue and moved downwards, stopping for a moment. His hands came to the small bump of her stomach, her pregnancy was only evident when she was laying down.

“Angel?” she whispered softly, her hand cupping his cheek. He lifted his eyes to hers and without breaking the eye contact, he pressed a soft kiss to her stomach. He had never been into pregnant chicks and he had figured he would find Buffy undesirable when she was showing but now seeing the proof she was carrying his child only excited him more, made him feel strangely possessive.

Freshly showered and just dressed Angel draped his arms over her shoulders and pulled her flush against his body, kissing her neck. Her eyes closed on their own and she leaned against his strong frame. “We're already half an hour late”, she protested.

“Are you sure you want to meet the guys?” he asked.

“Yeah”, she answered and turned in his arms, a frown forming to her face. “Why? Are you ashamed of me?” she asked and he shook his head in amusement.

“More like ashamed of them”, he answered. He smoothed her hair back and pressed a soft kiss to her lips. “Come on, if we don't get going now we'll be late another half an hour”, he said and pulled back, walking backwards to the door.

“I swear you must be popping Viagra”, she stated shaking her head but followed him to the door. He just laughed and shook his head.

“Don't need any”, he answered and opened the car door for her. She just looked at him with playful suspicion and got into the car. He drove them to the diner where they were meeting the guys, for a long while he made no move to leave the car.

“We could still go back to your house”, he said turning to look at her. She watched him with amusement.

“I have to go to work and we're already late. So pull yourself together man”, she said and got out of the car. He chuckled, shaking his head and followed her lead.

“They're never going to let me live this down”, he groaned as he ran after her. She laughed and turned to look at him, raising a questioning eyebrow. “The first thing they are going to say is that I'm housebroken”, he answered and grabbed her arm, pulling her closer to him.

“Did you have a habbit of marking your territory before you met me?”

“You're the only one I've marked”, he answered, brushing his finger against the teethmarks on her neck, a spot that was covered by the collar of her blouse. She blushed and looked away.

They walked into the diner and immediately three pairs of eyes were glued to them. “You're late again, Angelus. But you're forgiven since we can see the reason”, Doyle smirked and Buffy blushed further.

“Miss Summers, it's pleasure to see you again”, Wesley greeted and offered his hand to the girl in question.

“You too, Wesley. And it's just Buffy”, she said and got questioning looks from the two other men in the table.

“Come on, Wes, confess, how do you know this lovely young lady”, Doyle said and gave Wesley a accusing look.

“I had the pleasure of meeting miss... Buffy some time ago when Angelus was spending an evening with her”, Wesley explained and glanced at Angel who was looking very glum. Wesley wasn't the only one who noticed the look on his face or his strange behavior especially during the last three weeks.

“Stop glowering Angel, you're scaring the customers”, Buffy said and gave him a gentle swat to the stomach. The men just stared at the couple, not sure what to make of it, all of them were surprised that she had called him Angel.

“I am not glowering”, Angel protested but she just looked at him with a raised eyebrow.

“You're one step away from actually growling”, she stated giving him a chastising look.

“I'm Gunn by the way. He hasn't been around much lately, have you been keeping him tied to the bed or what?” Gunn stepped in between.

“Nothing as drastic as that, getting him out of there has been the trouble”, she smirked, then blushed as she realized she had said it out loud. The group laughed.

“I haven't heard you complaining”, Angel whispered to her ear and ran his finger down her neck, sending shivers down her spine.

“Not complaining, just stating that it's hard to get you out when I need to get to work”, she whispered back to him and received an arrogant grin from him.

“Since Angel isn't going to introduce me, I'll have to do it myself. I'm Doyle”, Doyle said and offered his hand to Buffy. He was looking at her with observing eyes, he had known Angel since they were both in college and she didn't seem like his type. Sure she was blonde and beautiful but she was too sweet and innocent by the impression he had got from her.

“Nice to meet you”, Buffy said with a smile and shook the man's hand.

“Let's order some breakfast”, Angel said and helped Buffy to the table, a gesture that surprised the others but went unnoticed by himself.

The conversation flowed without a pause but 45 minutes later Buffy had to leave for work. Angel walked her outside since she insisted on walking because it was just a short trip to the gallery. When he returned to the table, there were three pairs of eyes looking at him expectantly.

“What?” he finally asked, getting annoyed from the stares.

“So you and lovely Buffy have known for months now”, Doyle stated, then a smirk rose to his lips. “Has the beast been tamed since she can't get you out of her bed?” All three men laughed at their friend's expense.

“It's a very comfy bed”, Angel stated not at all embarrassed.

“I'm sure it is but considering how many women has been in yours I doubt she likes that one very much”, Wesley said and Angel didn't correct him by telling that Buffy hadn't spent even one night in his bed. But what Wesley had said got him thinking, Buffy knew about his past with women and he suspected that one of the reasons she hadn't spent a night in his bed was the various women that had been in it before her. She did seem to have a jealous streak. A crooked grin rose to his lips.

Angel picked up Buffy from the gallery and brought her to his apartment. “What are we doing here?” she asked with a smile and looked around herself. He closed the door and walked to stand behind her.

“I want to show you something”, he answered and took a hold of her hand, leading her to the bedroom. He switched the light on and walked into the room, spreading his hands as a show.

“I had a feeling you wanted to show me the bedroom”, she smirked.

“I bought a new bed”, he stated and her eyes drifted to the large bed that dominated the room. It looked a lot like the previous one, only this one had a sturdy looking headboard with bars. She turned to look at him with a raised eyebrow and he closed the distance between them.

“Wanna help me christening it?” he suggested with a husky voice and a wicked grin.

“Is that what you had in mind?” she asked with a crooked smile, just the thought sent a rush of heat through her body, settling between her legs.

“The thought did cross my mind”, he stated. His lips were hovering over her neck, his hot breath hitting her skin and sending shivers of desire running through her body. He licked his lips, breathing in her sweet scent and he could see how he affected her. His tongue snaked out from between his lips and traced the skin around her ear before sucking the lobe into his mouth. She whimpered and her eyes closed on their own accord. Her body had never responded so easily to a man but Angel was making her feel like a oversexed teenager. Her fingers threaded into his hair and she turned his head so she could claim his lips with her own. She traced his lips with her tongue before thrusting it inside his mouth, brushing against his. His arms wound around her more tightly and he ground his hardness against her center.

“Angel”, she moaned his name, pulling away from his lips to gasp for breath. She stared into his eyes that had turned nearly black from desire and she felt like air had been stolen from her lungs. He bent his head down and captured her willing lips into another passionate kiss. His hand cupped her breast, his thumb teasing the nipple till it was hard and clearly outlined on the thin fabric of her blouse. His other hand circled around to her back and disappeared under the shirt, his fingers running up and down on her soft skin, creating mindless patterns.

Her fingers were busily working on the buttons of his shirt and she pulled it down his arms before moving to open his pants. He groaned against her lips as her hand pushed inside his pants and her slim fingers wrapped around his hard member. He took slow steps forward, forcing her to back away till her legs hit the edge of the bed and he gently lowered her to the mattress.

They moved further into the bed without breaking the kiss but as they had found a comfortable spot, she spun them around so she was straddling his hips. She sat up straight and pulled the shirt off over her head. He watched hungrily as her bare chest was revealed to him. He rolled them over with her under him and settled himself between her legs, she could feel his hardness pressing against her bottom. Her hair was spread around her like a halo and with a gentle smile he smoothed back her hair, the urgency of his need for her had changed. He framed her face with his hands and leaned down into a unhurried kiss. His lips left hers, shedding soft kisses all over her face before traveling down to her neck.

They helped each other out of their clothes till they were skin against skin. Every kiss and touch they shared was attentive and loving. Despite his burning need for her, he managed to control himself and make love to her with leisure. The gentleness he showed her almost made her want to weep, every caress and brush of his lips left her body humming and craving for more.

“Angel!” she screamed his name as he brought her to an explosive orgasm. It took all his self-control not to join her as her inner muscles rippled around his girth. But with a look of deep concentration he continued to thrust into her wet heat, kissing her face and manipulating her clit with his fingers, coaxing her towards her second climax. Her fingers curled around the sheet and with a silent scream she fell into delicious oblivion. He couldn't hold on any longer and with her name falling from his lips he joined her, coating her walls with his seed. He slumped against her and with his last strength kept his weight off of her and rolled onto his back next to her.

They were both breathing hard, trying to take a hold of reality. Slowly she turned to look at him, twining her fingers with his and gave him a delirious smile. “Wow”, she breathed out, causing him to grin triumphantly.

“Yeah”, he agreed and pulled her closer to his body, wrapping his arms around her. For a long moment they were silent, she rested her head on his shoulder and traced mindless patterns on his bare chest that was still moist from sweat.

“Why did you buy a new bed?” she asked, turning her head to look up at him. He locked his eyes with hers.

“I wanted you to be the only woman in my bed”, he answered. She gave him a moved smile, that was probably one of the sweetest things any man had ever done to her. She raised up to balance on her arms and brushed a soft kiss to his lips.

“You're the only man that's been in my bed too”, she said and laid back next to him.

“I thought you lived with someone before we met”, he said barely managing to keep the jealousy out of his voice, just the thought of another man in her bed made his blood boil.

“I did. Riley and I broke up four months before I met you. But it's not the same bed, I donated it to a shelter after we broke up. I couldn't sleep in it anymore after I caught him fucking some ho in it”, she answered, not looking at him, she just concentrated on caressing his chest. She took a deep breath, she didn't like remembering what had happened with Riley even though it didn't hurt as much as it once had.

“Then he was an idiot”, Angel stated and pulled her more tightly against his body. He didn't know if he should track down the asshole and rip his dick off for hurting her or thank him for blowing his chance with her.

“Yeah, he is”, Buffy said with a smile tucking at her lips and burrowed more deeply into his embrace.