Buffy’s Baby

by Pamela

CONTENT: NC17 Buffy/Angel

SUMMARY: Buffy deals with life with a baby.

FEEDBACK: Oh please?

DISCLAIMER: I do not own any of the "Buffy the Vampire Slayer" characters or situations (I will even give my story ideas to Joss in exchange for a day on the set). I am borrowing them, without permission, and I mean no harm to them. They all belong to Joss Whedon, Mutant Enemy, Fox, and Warner Brothers. I wrote this purely for entertainment and not at all for profit.

NOTE: Thanks Mel for proofing this!

Angel rushed off the plane, eager to reunite with his fiancée. It had been the longest four days of his life since he went to Houston Sunday afternoon.

She had looked so sad when she had waved good-bye.

As soon as she spotted him, Buffy ran and jumped on him, wrapping her legs tightly around his waist and sprinkling his face with kisses.

"I missed you!" She exclaimed between kisses.

Angel smiled. "I missed you too Baby."

Angel stayed rooted in that spot for a moment, enjoying their passionate reunion kiss. All of a sudden, Buffy broke their kiss.

"Oh no! Johnny!"

"Johnny?" Angel asked, confused, as Buffy pushed herself off him and back down on her feet.

He followed her, a bewildered look on his face, as she rushed over to a small blue stroller.

"A b-b-baby?" Angel sputtered.

Buffy smiled, embarrassed, and told him "Sort of."

She turned the stroller so he could see its occupant.

Angel remained silent for a moment, more befuddled than before. "You have a doll?"

Buffy sighed. "It's for school. It's a 'Baby Think It Over.' I have to take care of him and if I feed him and change him and do everything right, I might be able to pass Child Development. I think I have done well so far. I got him Monday and I give him back tomorrow."

Angel bit the inside of his cheek. "You have to take care of a doll?"

"Yes, and it is so embarrassing! People keep giving me strange looks!"

"Really?" Angel asked facetiously, trying to hide a smile.

Buffy rolled her eyes. "Let's go. I can't believe I left Johnny, Mrs. Caulfield would have killed me if I lost him!"

"Like somebody would steal him."

"People steal all kinds of stuff, Angel. Besides, Johnny cost our school $300."

"You're kidding!"

"Nope, he's high tech."

"I guess so." Angel replied, in awe.

"You didn't get a lot of paintings, did you? My trunk is nice sized, but it's not *that* big."

"I shipped them Sweetie."

"Oh, good. You don't have a lot of bags, do you?" Buffy asked him, as she struggled getting the stroller up some stairs.

Angel smiled and picked up the front of the stroller. Together they carried the stroller up the stairs. "No, Buffy, you aren't with me this time so I managed to have one suitcase."

"Ha ha, very funny. Let's just get out of here, Mom is making lasagna!"

Angel was surprised the find Cordelia, Oz, Willow and Xander sitting in Buffy's living room. As soon as Xander saw Buffy bring Johnny in, he zeroed in on the doll.

"It's Little Johnny!" Xander cooed. "Wanna play with Uncle Xander?"

"Xander." Buffy sighed, as Willow and Cordelia rolled their eyes.

Xander picked Johnny up and put him under his arm, then ran around the house like he was playing football.

"Xander!" Buffy shouted, running after him. "Knock it off!"

Joyce and Giles came out of the kitchen, shaking their heads at the sight of

Xander being chased around by Buffy.

"Hi Angel, did your trip go well?" Joyce smiled as they walked over to him in the living room.

Angel smiled back at her, noticing her loose fitting top. He hadn't observed that her belly was slowly growing. "It went great. I got several Ebsan paintings like you wanted."

"Oh great!" Joyce grinned and turned to Giles, eager to tell her husband about the wonderful new watercolor painter that everyone wanted.

Angel went ahead and sat on the couch that Buffy and Xander were running around. After they made him dizzy, he stuck his leg out and tripped Xander, allowing Buffy to tackle him.

"Give Johnny back, Xander!" Buffy growled as she pulled on the doll's leg.

Xander allowed himself to enjoy the fact that the blonde slayer was half lying on top of him. "Ooh post-pubescent fantasies!"

"Eww!" Buffy shrieked, finally managing to yank Johnny away.

Cordelia hovered over Xander, her arms crossed. "Don't make me hurt you!"

Johnny started making some bizarre sound and Buffy plopped down next to Angel, shoving a key in Johnny's back.

"What are you doing?" Angel asked.

"Feeding him."

Angel just nodded his head slowly. After a night like tonight, how could that possibly seem strange?

"Mmm.." Buffy moaned as Angel slid a hand up her shirt to caress her breast, while still ravaging her mouth with his own. He moved his kisses down to her neck, sucking lightly on the tender skin he found.

"I thought they'd never leave- ooh- actually, they're probably still there.

I'm so glad- oh, right there-that you suggested I bring you home."

Angel pulled her shirt off. "Buffy.."

"Wha-" She started to ask, but was cut off when Angel kissed her fully on the mouth.

"Shut up." He told her, kissing her again as he gently pushed her down on his bed. They had arrived there moments earlier, Angel feigning fatigue, and had been making out ever since. Angel lay half on top of her, one hand entangled in her hair, the other lazily stroking Buffy's side.

"Wah!"

Buffy laid her head back and let out a small cry. "Why? Why now?"

Angel kissed her collarbone. "Ignore it."

Buffy sighed and pushed him none too gently off her. "I can't. My teacher

will be able to tell if I let him cry too long."

Angel whimpered as he sat up on the bed and watched Buffy pick the doll up and stick the key that was attached to the band on her wrist into his back again. She came back to the bed and sat down next to him.

"Sorry Sweetie." She said, kissing his forehead.

Angel just whimpered again and lay his head on her shoulder.

Buffy sighed again and rolled her eyes. "I am sitting here in my bra, holding a doll, with my incredibly hot" she said, her eyes scanning down Angel's body "and aroused fiancé and WE CAN'T HAVE ANY FUN! It's not fair!"

"I know!" Angel whined. He turned his face up and started nipping her earlobe.

He started moving lower, softly biting and licking her neck Buffy gasped

"Angel!"

"How long does it take to feed that thing?"

"Five to forty-five minutes."

Angel groaned, ready to toss the doll, Buffy's grade be damned.

"It usually takes about fifteen though."

Luckily, it took five minutes.

They placed the doll on the floor by the bed and Angel pounced on top of Buffy, his hand hurriedly pulling at Buffy's jeans. Angel sighed when he saw they were button fly.

"You don't like zippers now?" He growled.

"Shut up!" Buffy replied, quickly unbuttoning her jeans and shoving them past her hips.

Angel helped her pulled them down her legs, sighing again when they tangled

with her shoes. Briskly, he pulled them all off, finally smiling at the sight

of his love in only her thin, lacy white bra and panties.

"Angel?" Buffy called to him, her voice husky with lust.

"Hmm?"

"Get your cute ass over here."

Angel happily obliged, pulling his shirt off before lying next to his blonde

goddess. She wrapped her arms around his neck and pulled his head down

to kiss him with a brute force. Angel complied, exploring her mouth with his

tongue. He slid his hands up and down her body, causing little goosebumps to

appear along the trail. He found himself on his back with Buffy straddling his hips,

smiling down at him evilly. She lightly scratched her nails down his chest,

following it up with her mouth, kissing and licking him, enjoying the way it felt

when his strong muscles moved under her ministrations.

She slid down his body and pulled his boots and socks off, followed promptly by his pants. She moved back up and straddled him again, this time she sat on the middle of his thighs, gently stroking his growing erection through his silk boxers.

"Did somebody miss me when they were in Houston?"

Angel only nodded his head, having lost the ability to speak.

Buffy smiled and continued to stroke him. "I love how this is for me, all for me. You're like this because you want me, don't you?"

Angel swallowed and replied. "All for you Buffy."

"That turns me on even more, makes me even wetter for you Angel."

Angel could not take it anymore, grabbing her and crushing her lips against his, kissing her roughly. He rolled them over so that she was beneath him He reached his hands behind her back and unclasped her bra. Buffy threw it off and grabbed Angel's head, pulling it down to her aching breasts. Angel acceded, grabbing a nipple between his teeth and biting it lightly, then swirling his tongue over it. By the time he turned his attentions to the other nipple, Buffy was thrusting her hips up, writhing all over the bed. As he suckled the nipple into his mouth, Buffy shouted, her hips thrusting up uncontrollably.

Angel waited as she caught her breath, then asked, "You came just from that?"

Buffy giggled. "I got really horny without you?"

Angel smiled and kissed her on the lips.

He slid a hand in her underwear, stroking his fingers over her slit before stroking it between her warm folds, carefully avoiding her clit. He inserted his middle finger inside her as he plundered her mouth with his tongue. Buffy was soon shaking with desire again.

"Angel please!"

Angel pulled his boxers off as she slid off her panties, then positioned himself between her legs, which she promptly wrapped around his waist. He slowly slid his length inside her tight warmth, determined to have their love making be slow and deliberate. Buffy would have none of that. Patience wasn't one of her virtues anyway. She drove her hips up, pulling him into a quick pace. Angel couldn't resist her for very long; he was soon pounding into her, their pelvises meeting each other so hard they were bruising.

Angel could feel a pressure building up in his groin, signaling his release. He moved a hand between them and began teasing her clit. Buffy soon exploded around him, pulling him over the edge along with her.

He collapsed down on the bed, rolling so that Buffy lay on his chest, with him still embedded in her.

Buffy sighed and kissed his chest. "I missed you."

Angel grinned. "I should go away more often."

Buffy looked up at him and mirrored his grin. "I have a better idea. Why don't you *not* go away, but we can pretend you did!"

Angel kissed the top of her head. "That's my girl."

"Hi Mrs. Caulfield!" Buffy greeted as she entered the Child Development

classroom, pushing the stroller in with her.

"Hello Buffy. Say, you wouldn't be eager to bring Johnny back, would you?"

The elderly teacher smiled.

"All I can say is, you do not have to worry about me getting pregnant any time soon! I am *positive* that a baby is something I really don't need."

"You're the poster child for the doll's manufacturer!" The teacher laughed.

"Actually, isn't your mother expecting?"

"Yeah, she's due in August."

"Well, I guess you'll be getting your baby experience anyway, won't you?"

Buffy slumped down on a table. Mrs. Caulfield was right, she was doomed.

The End

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