"Angel?" Buffy called as she entered the apartment. She had two large packages hoisted under her arms. No answer. Good, he wouldn’t be home for a while. Perfect. This way she could get everything ready. Buffy began to work on setting up their activity for the night.
Angel was exhausted. Giles had called him into the library to do research on why there was no vampire activity. Trust Giles to be the only one with his nose in a book when he could be relaxing for once. Giles relax? He almost laughed at that. Now all Angel wanted to do was curl up with his loved one and sleep for eternity. So when he opened the door to the apartment and noticed that Buffy was dressed in what she called her ‘art shirt,’ he knew that sleep was out of the question.
"Hi honey," Buffy said as she walked up to Angel, arms open wide. He took her into his embrace and just stood there holding her. "Tired?" Buffy asked.
"Mmhmm. Need to sleep. Let’s go to bed." Angel started to pull Buffy towards the bedroom, not letting go of her. She allowed this to go on until the reached the bed. "No way, Angel. We have a project to do. Come on, let’s change your clothes."
Angel pouted at Buffy. "Do I have to? Come on, Buff, let’s go to bed. I’ll make it worth your time." He pulled her down until she was on top of him on the bed. He then started to kiss her. Lightly at first, but with increasing passion. He ran his tongue across her bottom lip and urged her to open her mouth to him. Their tongues dueled a lover’s duel. Neither one winning, but each caressing the other. She moaned and slowly started to undo the buttons of his shirt. He smiled; he had won. Or so he thought.
Buffy knew what Angel was doing. He thought that he would just kiss her and make her forget about her plans. Usually, it would work, but not tonight. So when she felt his smile on her lips as she undid his shirt, a plan started to form in her mind.
As soon as Angel thought he had won, he was surprised when Buffy tore herself off of him. "Uh uh, Angel. I planned something for us tonight. Now get up." Grumbling, he got up. "Oh don’t be a baby. If it’ll make you happy, I’ll dress you." He smiled at her, knowing what dressing him involved.
Buffy walked over to the dresser and pulled out one of his old white shirts. She walked over to him and slid his other shirt off of his shoulders. Buffy kissed every inch of his now fully exposed chest. She worked her way down to his stomach and smile when he let out a soft moan that sounded almost like a purr.
Angel was getting more and more aroused every minute, but he knew that tonight she would not give in. When Buffy stood back up and gave him a peck on the cheek, he groaned in frustration. "You’re a tease, Buffy. How am I supposed to do anything like this? You know what you do to me."
Buffy laughed. "You deserve it. Come on, let’s get to work." She kissed him, once again pressing herself into him, feeling how much he wanted her.
She pulled him into the living room where their project sat. "So what are we doing that is so important that you won’t let me have you?" Angel asked quirking an eyebrow.
"We’re gonna carve pumpkins. Don’t give me that look Angel. Halloween is on Saturday and if we want trick or treaters to feel welcome, we need to decorate."
"I don’t want them to come. I don’t want to share you with anyone else. Your mother is finally out of town all weekend and you want to spend an entire Saturday handing out candy to begging children? How do you think that makes me feel?"
"Get over it. You’ll get me before, after, and all of Sunday. It’s only gonna be for two hours. Come on, let’s get started."
And so, they carved pumpkins. Buffy made hers into a vampire, and when Angel wouldn’t let her see what he was carving, she pouted. "Come on Angel. Let me see!"
"No way, Buffy. You made me do this, now you’ll just have to wait. I’m almost finished." Buffy sat back and waited. When Angel was finished, he told Buffy to close her eyes. "And if I don’t?" she challenged.
"I’ll spank you."
"Oh, that could be interesting." At Angel’s look, she closed her eyes and waited for him to tell her to open them. "Ok, open." Buffy gasped when she saw Angel’s pumpkin. On it was a carving of her and him battling a vampire side by side. It was the most beautiful thing she had ever seen.
"Angel, it’s the most amazing thing I’ve ever seen. How did you do that?"
"Well, when I was a child, my father taught me how to carve. I can carve on almost anything. Plus, every thing that we’ve ever done is always in my mind. I can remember every moment I’ve spent with you."
Buffy didn’t respond, but instead flung herself onto Angel. Her held her tightly as their lips once again found each other. They stayed like that for minutes until Buffy had to breathe. "I love you." They said simultaneously. They laughed both knowing what the other was thinking, and what the other was going to say before they said it. It was the bond that they shared; the bond between their souls.
Buffy once again sought out Angel’s lips. They again began to kiss, and she wrapped her legs around his waist. He carried her into the bedroom and fell on top of her on the bed. Slowly, they began to remove each other’s clothing. Angel went first, kissing every inch of Buffy’s skin as it was revealed. He slowly worked his way down her body, pausing at her stomach. He was so close to where she needed him to be. He slowly undid the buttons to her pants, and pulled them down her strong legs. When he reached her feet, he kissed the bottom of them, eliciting a giggle from Buffy.
Now naked, Buffy felt that Angel was over clothed. She brought him back up to her, and pulled his shirt over his head, tossing it onto the floor. She then kissed down his chest pausing to tease his male nipples. He moaned at the sensations flowing through him. Never in his undead life had he expected to find someone so accepting of him as Buffy. She worked the button on his pants and slowly pulled the zipper down. His arousal evident, she smiled as she pulled his pants off. Buffy worked her way back up his body until their foreheads where touching. "I love you."
I love you, too."
Angel rolled them over so that he was now on top of her again. Slowly, they joined. - body and soul. Together, they set a pace all their own, each loving the other. They made slow passionate love, both of them wanting it to never stop. Buffy’s release came first, which was soon followed by Angel’s. As they both came down, they lay there, still joined. After what seem like hours, Angel rolled off of Buffy and pulled her on top of him. He pulled the covers over them and whispered into her ear, "I love you"
"I love you too," she said as she drifted off to sleep.
That night, the two lovers slept in each other’s embrace. Nothing could ruin this peaceful moment that they shared. Outside there may have been bad things happening, but in their tiny apartment, there was only love and peace.
THE END