by Sandee
RATING: NC-17
DISCLAIMER: These characters are owned by Joss Whedon and Mutant Enemy
Productions. I'm only borrowing them and planned to return a bit more happy,
but unharmed. Please don't sue. I have less than nothing. In fact, I still
owe on my student loans!
SUMMARY: B/A - Angel is going to leave for a few days and Buffy doesn't
want him to go. Lots of begging and smut ensues.
AUTHOR'S NOTES: Please send feedback. This is my first fanfic work and I
really, really need feedback! Please also remember this is MY FIRST and be
gentle. I'm sorry to all those who get this sent to them on eleven different
lists.
DEDICATION: This is for Tink and Bree. Thanks, for all your help,
encouragement and friendship. I couldn't have done it without you both. You
guys ROCK! To Steph, thanks for being one of my best friends and always
listening to my crap.
Note: *italics - represent thoughts.
"Come on, Buffy."
"No!"
"Why not?"
"Angel, I said no!"
"But I don't understand!"
"What's not to understand?"
"I just don't see why you're so mad."
"Why I'm mad?! Are you kidding?! You know why."
"But...umm...I really need to go."
"Why? Why do you need to go?"
"To help you."
"Not good enough." Buffy sat defiantly on Angel's bed with her tanned arms
crossed in front of the short satiny light blue tank dress that emphasized
her well developed body.
Angel drank in the sight of his beloved as he planned his next move. "I
won't be gone long, I promise."
"Yeah, right," she spat back at him. "Last time you told me you'd be gone a
week and you were gone for three. Angel, you have no sense of time."
"You're right...I didn't have any sense of time until I met you. Now all I
want to do is spend time with you, but I really need to go," Angel said
apologetically, then flashed Buffy a broad smile. "I love you."
Buffy's heart melted at his words. Those three simple words that are so
hard to say, but mean so much. *Damn, he's good. Be strong... you can't give
in this time,* she thought. "I love you too...more than anything...but NO!"
Buffy watched Angel's beautiful brown eyes fill with hurt as she yelled the
last word, and her heart sank. *I need to be strong, don't give in.*
*How can she do this to me? I need her. Why doesn't she understand and just
give in like usual?* Angel thought.*I've got to change tactics.* Angel
straightened up and took the few easy strides to the bed, smirked at Buffy as
she watched his approach. He slowly unbuttoned his deep blue silk shirt and
sat next to Buffy's feet.
Buffy's heart thumped loudly, watching Angel's tall, strong body come
toward her. She was sure he could hear it, betraying her strength. *Why did I
insist he wear those leather pants? God, I must have been insane. They hug
his beautiful body like skin. His soft...satiny...kissable...skin. Be strong,
don't give in.* But she was mesmerized by his beauty. *Oh, God...not the
shirt...please, please leave it on. How can he be so cruel?* She couldn't
win. The shirt came off and he casually threw it aside and sat next to her.
"Who said you can take clothes off?" she asked him. "I didn't give you
permission."
"I don't need permission. This is my apartment...remember?" He smirked up
at her and placed his hand on her leg.
Buffy gasped at his cool touch and the good low down tickle she'd been
fighting all night appeared. But this time she couldn't push it aside; she
knew she was in trouble. "Oh...that's right," she stammered out. Angel's hand
started to rub little electric circles on her skin.
"Buffy," he whispered as he bent to place a small kiss on her ankle, while
still stroking her smooth leg. Each circle was gradually creeping upward.
Angel smiled inwardly as he could smell her arousal grow with each movement.
*I've almost got her...she's about to crumble.*
"Mmm...Angel," Buffy replied absently as her tense body started to relax at
his touch. His electric movements were running up her leg and right to her
core. *Oh, that feels so good....oh, wait! I'm supposed to be mad. OK, be
strong. I'm not supposed to give in....but it has been quite a while since
we've done this...what has it been, like 2 days? Yeah, 2 days too
long...mmmm, so good. Strong, I have to be strong.* Buffy gathered her
strength and took a deep breath to steady herself.
*Oooo, I'm getting to her. I'm good,* Angel smugly thought and smiled.
As Angel smiled Buffy moved her leg and shoved him off the bed. "Get away.
Remember no entry tonight, unless you make that promise."
Angel slid down the side of the bed and landed with a thud. He was stunned
and angry. "What the Hell! What'd you do that for?" Growling, Angel sat
pouting at Buffy's reply. *I guess I'm just going to have to pull out the big
gun, so to speak,* and laughed at his own thoughts.
"What's so funny, Mister?"
"Nothing."
"Nothing? Then you'd better get comfy there because that's where you're
sleeping," and with that Buffy turned towards the wall, settling herself down
to try and sleep. "And you'd better not even think of sneaking into this bed
because I will stake you."
"Buf..fy," Angel whined.
Buffy turned to look at Angel, so she could gloat at his misery. When she
opened her eyes, she gasped. She was face to face with his arousal. "Poor
Angel, looks like you're having a really hard time."
"Come on, Buffy...Just a little something," he pleaded with her. "Pleeease,
I'm suffering without you. All I want to do is show you how much I love you."
"If you loved me you wouldn't go." Buffy was trying hard to ignore Angel's
beautiful sculptured body, but it wasn't working. She could feel her body
tense with excitement as her core began to throb. *I sooo want him, but
strong. I have to be strong.* Buffy shifted her position, so her mouth was a
hair's breath from his straining shaft.
Angel was using every bit of his composure to hold back his gameface, while
Buffy's warm sweet breath brushed his cock.
"OK, I'll give you just a little something," she smiled up at him and
engulfed the head of his penis in her hot wet mouth, sucking gently.
"Oh, God, Baby that feels...oooh, umm...sooo good." Growling deep in this
throat, Angel peered down to watch Buffy's head bob up and down his shaft.
She then began to lick from the thick base to the tip where she place a wet
warm kiss at the swollen head.
Buffy pulled back, "OK, there you go."
Angel groaned loudly between unneeded breaths, "What?" He was confused.
"I'm done. I said I'd give you a little and that's what I did," she stated
matter-of-factly.
"Ah...aren't you going to finish?"
"No."
"NO?! You can't leave me like this!"
"Why not? You're leaving me!"
"But that's different. I'm leaving because I have to." His pleas fell on
deaf ears. Angel just stared in disbelief. *How can she do this to me? I have
to think fast.* Buffy's back was again towards Angel as she faced the wall.
He roughly pushed her closer the wall and laid next to her.
"What do you think you're doing? I said you get the floor tonight."
"My apartment, my bed, my rules. I'm sleeping in this bed whether you like
it or not."
Exasperated now, she said, "Fine, just no touching." When he turned to
spoon Buffy's body, she said, "Angel, this is touching."
"No, it's not...this is touching," and with that he began to stroke her
belly in a sensual pattern that edged closer to where she really wanted him
all night. Angel's strong hand started to travel upward and began to stoke
her breasts with feather light touches.
Buffy could feel herself begin to throb and swell with his cool touch that
left a fiery trail. Her stomach did a little flip-flop when Angel's chest
started to rumble in a deep erotic purr. She was getting wet, really wet, and
she knew he could smell her musky scent. *Does he have to make that
sound?...he knows what that does to me. Give in...I should just give in.
He'll be gone only a few days...mmmm...so goooood...he's so good.*
*She smells so good...come on, Buffy, just give in.* Angel's cool hand
crept back down towards her core, his hand skimming her thigh as he gently
lifted her dress. Angel's hand crept a little more under her soaked panties
and softly stroked the sensitive flesh. Another smile etched his face as he
encountered the wetness that seeped from her. "I love you, Buffy," he
breathed in her ear, then began dropping little wet kisses down her neck as
he removed her panties.
Her breathing was off the charts. She couldn't hold back any longer as
Angel's elegant finger slipped into her core. "Oh, God...there, yes...mmmm."
All rational thought left Buffy's head and Angel removed her last barrier.
The small blue dress was thrown to the floor. Buffy ground her bottom back at
Angel, rubbing his aching erection making it even harder than before. Buffy
rolled to face him and he captured her mouth with a bruisingly intense kiss.
She felt as though all the air had been wiped right out of her. She pulled
her mouth away to catch her breath.
Angel's eyes were dark with passion and love. All Buffy wanted to do was
drown in them. Angel's tongue slipped out of his mouth to glide across hers.
He grabbed her tightly, capturing Buffy's mouth again, letting their tongues
duel.
"I...I...need to be inside you," he growled and rolled Buffy onto her back.
Angel positioned himself between Buffy's wet thighs, teasing her clit with
his hard shaft. He beat his head down placing passionate kisses on her
swollen lips.
Buffy gathered all her strength. "I said no entry tonight and I mean it.
Not without that promise." With that she tried to push him away. Buffy was
unsuccessful in her attempt. Angel settled his weight against her,
effectively pinning her small body to the bed. His throbbing erection was
pushing hard into her thigh, sending bolts of heat straight to her weeping
core. *Strong...I can't give in. Not this time.* Buffy went to push again
and Angel captured her hands and pinned them to either side of her head.
His dark eyes burned into her hazel ones. In a deep, passion-filled voice
Angel whispered, "Buffy...I need you deeply. I love you...come on, all I want
to do is worship your beautiful body. I neeeed you." His powerful lips just
inches away settled on hers, kissing hungrily. Angel slipped his tongue in
the first chance he could. Thrusting it against her tongue, probing and
prodding her mouth, imitating what he so desperately wanted to be doing with
another part of his firm body. He let go of her hands so he could stroke her
breasts, his nimble fingers skimmed her aching nipples. Rolling them between
his fingers, he shifted to rub the hard buds against his wide palm. Buffy
arched into his strong talented hands, silently begging for more. Angel
shifted to lick a trail down Buffy's slim body. *God, I don't know how much
more I can take. I'm about to come now. She tastes sooo good.* He stopped to
nibble her swollen breasts for a brief moment, then continued his journey
south.
*I have to stop him.* Buffy gasped as Angel's cool tongue swirled her belly
button. "Ooh, uh, Angel," she breathed. He gripped her hips firmly as they
squirmed, holding her still.
"You smell so goooood, Baby." Buffy lifted her head just in time to see
Angel's tongue dart out and taste her, then smiled up at her, "So good." He
rubbed his face in her wet folds, desperately trying to lap up her moisture.
He wanted every drop. Buffy's hips arched, trying to get his tongue to just
the right spot as he plunged his tongue deeply into her tight heat. Angel's
talented tongue traced the alphabet over her clit.
"AngelAngelAngelAngel," she sang in a rhythm. "Please...please," she moaned
while her hips struggled to get closer, despite his firm grip. He was still
growling and the vibrations his erotic purr made sent shock waves straight to
her core. Buffy could feel the tension he was building explode into his
mouth. Her whole body shook while her inner muscles clenched wildly with
release.
Angel was now in game face and so hard his cock was dripping. Just the
sight of her coming made him groan in pain/pleasure. His demon could barely
take it. He crawled up her body and settled himself between Buffy's spread
legs. She was still floating when he asked, "Can I have entry now?"
Buffy's head was still drifting on her passionate climax when she thought
she heard something, "Yes? Angel, what do...."
He heard the word yes and that's all he wanted. Angel plunged deeply into
her tight slick sheath and groaned at the relief it provided. *Finally.*
Buffy gasped as he sank deeply, feeling herself opening up, stretching to
take his size. She felt complete because he filled the hollow space in her
heart and body that was meant only for him. He stayed still a few moments,
waiting for her to get re-accustomed to his girth. She moaned deeply and
pushed her hips toward his to signal she was ready.
Angel held still for Buffy, he knew she wasn't fully ready yet. She tilted
her hips and pulled her knees closer to her body to let his thick shaft slide
deeper in her core. He couldn't take it any more and slowly pulled almost all
the way out of her slippery passage. Angel thrust back in and groaned with
pleasure. *So tight...so wet...God she feels good.*
Buffy thrust back at him, rubbing her clit on the base of his hard shaft.
She clenched around his cock as he pulled back out, drawing as much pleasure
as she could possibly obtain. Their bodies found a quick rhythm of pushing
and thrusting deeply. Sweat drenched their bodies as they slid together with
an ever increasing pace. Frantically their bodies fused, trying to become
one. Tension grew deep in Buffy's womb and radiated outward. She felt her
climax approaching.
His head nuzzled Buffy's neck. Licking and kissing her protruding veins.
Angel could do nothing but glide through her slick wetness. Feeling Buffy's
tight wall growing tighter with each thrust, all he could do was growl her
name, "Buf..fy...Buf...uh..fy...mmm." His body was so tense. He could feel
his balls growing tighter, signaling his release. Angel moved his hand down
to rub Buffy's hard little nub.
"Oh, GOD!" she gasped as her body clenched hard on his cock. Her tight
walls clenched and rippled as her orgasm shattered through her violently.
Angel grunted and pounded harder. He gave her delicate neck one last kiss and
bit gently letting her warm rich sweet blood flow into his mouth. He shook
with the intensity of his orgasm as he came, spilling his cool seed deep into
Buffy. She could feel his sharp fangs puncture her delicate skin and gently
suck. Her body rocked again with orgasm.
Angel's face morphed back to its smooth planes. He lay exhausted on Buffy's
small body, but she enjoyed his weight. She loved feeling him on her, still
joined between her legs. She shifted slightly to keep him there. Angel
regained his senses and felt her shift. He licked the last drop of blood from
her neck and started to moved off of her.
"No, don't move. I like you there," Buffy stared into his deep brown eyes
and wish they could stay like this forever.
Angel nuzzled Buffy's neck. "I like it here too."
She smiled up at him. "I guess you're staying then, huh?"
Angel placed his forehead against hers and smiled broadly, "Yeah, I'm
staying...you win."
Buffy smiled back up at his defeat. Angel bent his head and captured
Buffy's bruised lips in a searing kiss. He knew this is where he belonged.
THE END!!