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Chapter 4
“Don't even think about it, you are not flashing to her”, she said sternly and then he remembered his obvious nakedness. He gathered the sheet around his waist while getting up from the bed and he turned to Cordelia. “Cordy”, he started and took a step forward. Cordelia jumped back and grabbed a chair holding it in front of her. “Stay away from me, psycho!” she yelled trying to hide the fear she was feeling. “Cordelia, I'm not Angelus”, he tried but she just scoffed in disbelief. “Yeah right. Miss lays-a-lot is naked in your bed. Do I look blond to you? As usual, all she thinks about is herself, she gave you the big happy and now we have murdering psycho in our hands. Thanks a lot!” “Cordelia!” Angel said with a warning voice that made her stop. Once he knew he had the full attention of the brunette, he started: “I visited the oracles and they told me my soul was bound. There is no more danger of Angelus. And I would appreciate it if you would not talk about Buffy in that manner!” Cordelia was shocked, the guilt ridden vampire had never spoken to her in that tone. “So just because you got a cryptic message from the oracles, you jumped into bed with she who hangs out in cemeteries?! You are such a man, always thinking with your other head!” “Cordelia! Can we talk about this later? Let me and Buffy get dressed and we'll discuss this upstairs”, he said with a firm voice that wasn't demanding but didn't leave any other options. “Fine. But don't come crying to me when she stumps all over you, she is nothing but trouble”, she said and stomped out of the room with a huff. “She's as nice as ever”, Buffy said and started to get up as soon as Cordelia had left. Angel turned around and soon all thought left his mind when he watched her naked body appearing from under the sheets. She reached for her clothes that were laying on the floor but before she could reach them, she was pulled back to the bed. She let out a startled shriek. He climbed on top of her and silenced her with a passionate kiss. “What are you doing? We should get dressed and meet the jury”, she breathed out but her concentration was getting muddled when his lips trailed down to her neck, sucking her scar. She whimpered and threaded her fingers into his hair, pulling him closer to her body. “We've got time, you look beautiful, it's been so long since I could touch you, I can't help it.” “You were doing plenty of touching just fifteen minutes ago.” “That was too long.” His lips trailed down her body paying extra attention to her breasts and trailing down her stomach to her glistering sex. He took hold of her thighs and spread her legs more open. “Angel”, she breathed in a moan and he kissed her outer lips, soon his tongue dipping inside her. She moaned more loudly and opened her legs more. He licked her inner lips, long languid licks and gentle kisses ignoring her clit, for now. Once in a while he dipped his tongue into her channel, making her writhe on the bed, his hands pressing to her stomach keeping her on the bed. “Angel, please”, she breathed right before he sucked the sensitive nub into his mouth. Buffy hands found their way to his hair and she kept twisting the soft hair between her fingers, he was making her crazy. His hands trailed up her body finding her breasts, he started to stroke them gently in the same rhythm as he was using on her most sensitive spot. She was nearing her orgasm fast, she had never before felt anything like it and the sensation was even more tense when he started humming while sucking her clit. His other hand abandoned her breast and started to gently stoke her inner lips before sliding into her wet heat. She moaned while arching her back off the bed but he pressed her back down. He was slowly wiggling his finger inside her channel and humming against her clit. Her back arched once again as the climax rushed through her body, her fingers tightened on his hair and she screamed his name as she came harder than ever before. He released her clit and gently licked her lips before making his way up her body leaving trail of kisses on the way. Her eyes were closed and a small euphoric smile graced her lips. He wiped the sweaty locks off her face and her eyes opened, concentrating on his. Neither said anything but their eyes told everything so that words were not needed. His hand trailed down to her cheek and she covered his with her own before placing a kiss to his wrist. She threaded her fingers into his hair and pulled him into a slow loving kiss. She could taste herself on his lips and tongue and it only made her more hungry for him. She released his lips and started to trail down kisses to his neck before giving him a small bite. He groaned loudly and pressed his pulsing need against her slick folds, he was afraid that he would cum if she did that again. He pulled her face up and kissed her gently on the lips. He took a deep breathe he didn't need and said: “We need to take a shower before we face the others.” Buffy looked at him with a pout and said with a small voice: “I don't want to.” And after a small pause she added with a husky voice: “I want to stay right here with you.” He groaned and felt his cock twitch, he hadn't cum yet but that could be fixed so easily, all he had to do was thrust forward. But he fought the urge to ravish her and stepped out of the bed pulling her with along with him. Buffy followed him into the bathroom and watched as he turned the shower on, tested the water temperature. She licked her lips as she watched his muscles play with every move he made. He turned around feeling her hot and heavy gaze on him and he could feel his cock twitch at her appearance. “How about we shower together to save time?” she asked with a small smile playing on her lips and without giving him time to answer, she stepped closer to him and pushed him under the spray. She stepped in after him and started trailing kisses to his throat and down his chest. Her other hand played with his nipples and other trailed down his stomach finding his large member. She wrapped her fingers around it and gently started to stroke him. While watching his face mesmerized, she slowly sank down to her knees and kissed the top of his cock. He moaned loudly and pulled her up to her feet. He pushed her against the wall and attacked her mouth with his. His hands trailed down to her ass and he lifted her into the air, her legs wrapping around his waist. He could feel her wetness against his throbbing cock and all he wanted to do was go back into that heaven. He started to kiss and lick her neck, paying extra attention to the sensitive scar. She was panting with desire, her other hand grabbed his hair and pulled his face even closer while the other did mindless patterns to his back once in a while raking her fingernails to his smooth skin. Her head lolled back and she knew she couldn't take much longer. She grabbed his hardness to her hand and guided to her opening before sinking down to it. They both moaned in unison. Angel tried to gather his thoughts but it was nearly his undoing when she squeezed her inner muscles around his cock. He took hold of her hair and pulled her into a passionate kiss while he started slowly moving inside her. After a long while he let her out to breathe, she pushed her face into the crook of his neck and said breathlessly: “Harder!” Then she bit his shoulder with her blunt teeth and that was it for him. He grabbed her hips and started to bound into her. After a while he changed their position against the wall so that he brushed against her clit with every thrust. It didn't take long for her to climax, she screamed his name and sank her teeth into his shoulder but not hard enough to draw blood. Feeling her muscles squeezing his cock and her teeth biting into his skin, he shot his cool seed inside her coating her inner walls with his cum. Slowly they slid down the wall to the floor, he was still holding her in his arms and his softening cock inside her. They looked into each others eyes, he smoothed her wet locks off her face and pulled her into a gentle kiss. After a long silence, he pulled them both to their feet and guided her under the warm spray. “We should shower before they come looking for us”, he said and grabbed a bar of soap. He stepped behind her and pressed a kiss to her shoulder before massaging her back with the soap. Her eyes closed on their own and she let out a satisfied murmur. “If you're going to keep that up, we're not getting out of this shower anytime soon”, she said with a already passion filled voice. “What took you so long!?” Cordelia screamed as soon as she saw Buffy and Angel stepping into the room. Neither of them answered her but as soon as she noticed the carnal expressions they were giving each other, she huffed in irritation. “So now you're gonna hump like bunnies and not care about anything!” Wesley that was sitting in the corner looked very uncomfortable and he tried to chastise Cordelia: “Cordelia, please.” Then he signed for everyone to sit down. “Cordelia informed me of your... ummm... situation and that you didn't loose your soul. Mind telling us how did that happen?” “Maybe slaygirl just doesn't do it for him anymore”, Cordelia said under her breathe and Angel turned sharply to look at her. After she had started having visions, she had changed but when it came to Buffy, she was just irrational. “Cordelia”, he warned her but Buffy grabbed his hand pulling his gaze to hers. “It's okay, we're not in high school anymore, I don't care what she thinks”, she assured him even though the look in her eyes told otherwise. Wesley cleared his throat drawing others attention to him. “I would like to know if we need to prepare ourselves to the appearance of Angelus.” “My soul is bound. Buffy and I visited the oracles and they told us my soul is bound”, Angel told him empathizing the fact that his soul was his. “So where does this leave us?” Wesley asked and looked at Angel pointedly. Angel shifted in his seat, he wasn't going to tell Wesley what they had been doing, he never had been one for chastity but when it came to Buffy he had very Victorian way of looking things. “We haven't been able to discuss it yet”, he said dodging the bullet and from the embarrassed look on Wesley's face, he had guessed how they had been spending their time. “Umm... Well, as soon as you do discuss about the situation, I would like to be informed of your decision. But I am sure that I don't have to remind you of the fact that you are needed here and what you are doing here is crucial to your redemption.” Angel nodded with a frown marring his face, he couldn't tell Buffy about the prophecy, he didn't want her to get her hopes up but the hope of becoming human one day was his reason for fighting to redeem himself. Buffy and Angel were sitting in his living room sipping their coffees on the couch since the table was in pieces. “What did Wesley mean? He was underlining with the whole redemption thing”, Buffy asked turning to look at him. “It was nothing”, he tried to dodge but with Buffy it usually wasn't that easy. “Don't even try it. He had that whole watcher thing going on, and the type that I know something, you know something but the third person present can't know what we know. So spill.” “It's nothing”, he tried again and turned his gaze away from her. She grabbed his chin and turned him to look at her. “It sounded like something with all the secrecy.” “He's just worried about what we will decide.” Buffy looked doubtingly at him but let it slide, for now. “What are we going to decide?” she asked with a small voice and looked at him like a scared child. “I don't know”, he sighed shaking his head. After a small silence he turned to look at her and cupped her cheek pulling her eyes to his. “I don't want to loose you. But I can't come back to Sunnydale, I am needed here.” She closed her eyes and pulled a short breathe before looking back at him her eyes full of understanding. “I understand. What you are doing here is good and I don't want you to hate me because I stopped you doing what you think and know is right.” “I would never hate you, no matter what”, he assured her and pressed a soft kiss to her lips. She looked at him with a small sad smile playing on her lips and said: “It never is easy with us, is it.” “I guess it isn't.” “But isn't it that for the good things in life you have to work extra hard to get them.” Not waiting for his response, she continued, going back to the original topic: “You have to stay here and I have to go back to Sunnydale. But were going to see each other right?” She looked at him uncertainly. He gave her a small smile and pulled her into his lap placing a kiss to her lips. “Yes we are, I'm not letting you go again. I still can't offer you anything, not sunshine, not children or normal life, just myself.” “And that's all I've ever wanted”, she whispered, her voice full of emotion. She pulled his lips against hers, claiming him hungrily before pulling away panting for air. “And after you've finished this year in school, you could transfer to UCLA, you know, if you want to. Cause you had good enough scores to get in”, he suggested awkwardly and a smile spread to her face seeing him all flushed. “That could happen”, she whispered to his ear and pressed a kiss next to his ear, slowly shedding open mouthed kisses to his throat. He groaned and grabbed her hips, pressing her against his growing erection. She let out a soft moan and started to move down his throat and scraped her teeth against his shoulder. He moaned loudly and grabbed her by the back of her neck and pulled her into a passionate kiss. His other hand was playing with her long locks of hair while the other made its way down her back and pulled her shirt hem off her trousers. Buffy broke the kiss before pulling her shirt over her head and discarding it to the floor. Once the offending piece of fabric was over her head, she pulled him back into the passionate kiss, trying to open his shirt while ravishing his lips. Once the most of the buttons were open, she abandoned his lips again only to wrap them around his nipple while her fingers were playing with the other and her other hand was pulling zipper of his pants down. She gave him a little bite before moving to the other nipple doing the same demonstration to it. She made her way down his muscular chest and abs shedding wet kisses to his skin till she reached the top of his pants. She looked at him under her lashes, her eyes full of lust that was mirrored in his eyes. She yanked the pants down and pulled his already hard as a rock cock out. She smiled seductively and licked the tip like it was an ice cream cone. He lifted his hips desperate for more contact but she placed her hands on his stomach and pressed her back to the sofa. She showered the shaft with open mouthed kisses going downwards and then licked his underside from root to tip. She sucked the tip to her mouth while playing with his testicles and slowly she started to take more and more of him into her mouth. He groaned at the sight and the feeling of her head bobbing in his lap sucking his cock and he couldn't resist the urge to thread his fingers into her hair. She relaxed her throat and took as much of him as she could and he was almost certain he would cum right then when his tip hit the back of her throat. She pulled back again gliding her hand up and down his girth while she sucked and licked at the tip before deep throating him again. His head rolled back and he groaned her name, his eyes squeezing shut like he was in pain even though he was very close to ecstasy. But he didn't want to cum yet, he grabbed her arms and pulled her into his lap, her straddling him. He pulled her into a passionate kiss, tasting himself on her lips and it made him even harder if that was possible. “I want to cum inside you”, he breathed and kissed her neck. “You were already inside me”, she whispered to his ear before nipping at his ear with her blunt teeth. He grabbed her hips and pressed her down on his member, they both groaned when he filled her. She started to move up and down on his cock, squeezing her inner muscles around him and gyrating her hips. Soon it was too much of a torture and he grabbed her tightly before spinning her on her back to the couch and starting to pound into her with force. She screamed his name when every powerful thrust hit her clit and she could feel the blissful orgasm nearing. She grabbed the back of his neck and pulled him into a hungry kiss, him not missing a beat. “Drink”, she whispered to his ear before sucking his earlobe between her lips. Feeling that he was going to hesitate, she bit the flesh between her lips and all resistance fled from his mind. His face changed and he pressed it against her neck, licking the scar from previous bite and sank his fangs into the flesh. Once the sweet nectar flowed into his mouth, they both found their release. After a while, Angel released his hold on her neck licking the wound close. He turned to look at her, a small smile playing on her lips and a pure satisfaction written all over her face. He pressed a soft loving kiss to her lips and rolled them around so that she was laying on top of him. She whimpered at the loss of his member slipping from inside her but settled into basking against his bare skin. His fingers were making mindless patterns on her naked back and they didn't know how long they were in the comfortable silence but it seemed like the time had stopped around them. But they knew they had to get back to reality soon. Finally she broke the silence with a small voice: “I have to go back soon. We have this little situation with the Initiative and their little Frankenstein's monster.” “I understand. I'll drive you home”, he said and sighed deeply, pulling her more deeply into his arms. “You don't have to.” “I want to”, he assured her and pressed a soft kiss to the top of her head. The drive to Sunnydale was silent but not awkward. All too soon they arrived to the campus and their destination. Buffy looked at the dorm house sadly and then turned to look at Angel. He also had a reluctant expression on his face but they both knew all too well their duty. “We'll see each other soon. And we'll call, right”, she said watching him like memorizing every feature of his face like she had done so many times before but did it again cause she wanted it to be fresh in her mind. “I'll call you as soon as I get to LA. Are you sure you don't need help here?” Buffy smiled and placed her hand on his cheek. “I'm sure, you're needed in LA. I can handle what even they throw at me. As long as you call me and keep me updated on what's going on.” “I will”, he promised her and pulled her into a kiss. The kiss seemed to stretch longer and longer cause either of them wanted to brake it because it meant they had to separate. Finally the air was coming an issue for Buffy and they pulled apart, both panting despite the fact that Angel didn't need to breathe. “I guess I'll have to go. So you'll get back before sunrise. You call me as soon as you get home, right?” “Yes. And you'll be careful here.” Buffy smiled. “Aren't I always?” “Buffy!” he childed and she just grinned, pulled him into a quick but passionate kiss before getting off the car. “Okay, okay. I'll be careful, and you too. I'll see you soon and you will call me or you'll be punished the next time I'll see you”, she threatened but it didn't have a desired effect cause a small smirk rose to his lips. “You are such a guy”, she said rolling her eyes. “But you still love me”, he smiled back and brought a broad smile to her face. “And I still love you”, she repeated. “And I love you”, was his somewhat husky reply. “Now you go and come pick me up next Friday and I'll reward you, just so you'll remember, I've never done it in a car”, she said and added the last part huskily before quickly fleeing the sight. Angel watched her walk away and he shifted in his chair, it was going to be a long week remembering what she had just said and what it possibly implied. Groaning out loud he started the car and headed back to LA.
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