RATING: NC-17 M/F Sex - lots of it! Because there NEVER can be too much smut.
DISCLAIMER: These characters are owned by Joss Whedon, WB 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 - You have to read it to believe it. Just happy Buffy and
Angel. Curses don't exist in my little world. They are very bad!
AUTHOR'S NOTES: Please send feedback. I would greatly appreciate it and live
for it.
DEDICATION: This is for my Guilt Sisters, Stephanie and Cyn for being the
greatest. Thanks for being my betas and cheerleaders.

"Nope, can't make me."

"Buffy."

"I don't want to."

"You have to."

"No, I don't. Who said I did?"

"Me, now let's go."

"I can't. I'm busy."

"How are you busy?"

"My favorite show is on TV and I don't want to miss it."

"What show?"

"It's the one about the teenage boy who lives in a small town and has a
really funny friend and is in love with this girl he's known since they were
little."

"Tape it. Now let's go."

"We could stay home and have fun, just the two of us," Buffy gave Angel a
devilish grin as she walked toward him.

Angel watched as Buffy approached. Her hips swayed gracefully side to side as
the tight fabric of the little blue skirt caressed her skin. Her breasts
bounced lightly under the white tank top with each step. Inwardly Angel
groaned. *Why does she make it so difficult for me?* Standing in front of him
Buffy slid her tiny hands gently over his broad muscular chest brushing his
nipples then snuggling closer.

"Angel? Do we really have to go?" Buffy whispering her little girl voice as
she nuzzled her cheek into his strong chest. Her hands began to wander over
his body, brushing his rapidly hardening erection.

"Yes...we...do," he gasped out. Angel began to growl, while grabbing her
wrist to stop the torturous behavior. "Stop it, let's go."

"OK, let's go. You win for now," Buffy smiled up at him with a mischievous
glint in her eye, gathering her purse and coat.

Angel quickly locked the apartment door behind them and slipped the keys in
the pocket of his leather duster. The couple walked hand-in-hand to the door
that led up the stairs and out to the street. As they opened the main door it
began to rain.

"Oh, darn. It's raining I guess we can't go now. Let's go back to bed," Buffy
cheerfully announced to Angel.

"We can still go, Buffy. I'll drive instead of walking."

Buffy stared at Angel with utter confusion, "You have a car and can drive?"

"Yeah, why?"

"Well, it's just that you never use it. I mean..I've never seen you drive
before. We always walk. If you can drive then why do we always walk?"

"I like to walk. You get to enjoy and experience more with walking."

"Oh," Buffy replied still very confused.

"Let's go," Angel grabbed her hand and tugged in the direction of a black
Mercedes Benz. He quickly opened the passenger side and let her in, then ran
to the driver's side and slid behind the wheel.

Buffy was bouncing lightly on the leather seat while playing with the gadgets
on the dashboard. When he slipped behind the wheel she turned to face him.

"Angel, do you know what I just realized?"

"No. Tell me," he said smiling at her.

"We have never had sex in a car before. I feel that this lack in our
relationship needs to be changed," her eyes glistened in the dark car up at
him. She reached her hands to the buttons on her blouse.

Angel smiled even bigger at her, "I think so too, but not now." He started
the car and began to back out. Buffy pouted and settled herself in the seat
and fastened the seat belt, impatiently waiting for the night to end.

They drove in almost silence, the light hum of the radio playing quietly was
all that was heard. Buffy sat in her seat, plotting her revenge as Angel
debated if he really shouldn't just give into her. His life would be so much
easier then. They could always go another time, but he held strong, decided
not to give in this time. The drive seemed endless and a sigh of relief was
heard as they pulled into a parking space. Angel got out, ran around to Buffy
door and helped her out. He pressed the little button on his car alarm and
they were all set. Running towards the big heavy glass doors, Buffy stopped
suddenly.

"Baby, what's the matter?"

Buffy gave him a wicked grin and jumped into a huge puddle on the sidewalk.
It sprayed waves of water over both of them. Angel was in shock and had no
idea what to do, he just stood there staring at her. She continued to splash
and kick water on him, until something snapped in him. Angel ran at Buffy,
tackling her to the ground. They began rolling around in the small pool of
water until he had her pinned beneath him. Buffy smiled up at him and giggled
at the antics. Angel's dark eyes burned into her warm hazel ones as he
lowered to kiss her passionately. Buffy opening her mouth wider so their
tongues could play. She let out a soft little moan against his mouth as she
pulled away for breath. Angel quickly kissed her again, probing her mouth
persistently with his tongue.

Gasping for breath, Buffy's head cleared slightly out of the passion induced
fog, "Umm..Angel?"

"Yeah?" Angel purred as his mouth moved to just behind her ear and began to
kiss and nuzzle it.

"Angel....Angel...we need to stop," Buffy gasped as she tried to push him
away.

"Why?" Angel wouldn't budge and kept kissing her soft neck. He was placing
little wet kisses all over neck, creeping back towards her mouth.

"Why? Angel, look around. We are on the sidewalk in front of the museum near
my mom's gallery. It's also pouring rain."

"Oh, good point," Angel gave her on last quick kiss and helped Buffy up.
Quickly he was all over her again, kissing her hungrily, backing her up
towards the car. Buffy's mouth met his with equal fervor. Neither one
watching where they were going until the back of Buffy slammed into the black
car forcefully.



A shrieking high pitched shrill filled the air as the car alarm sounded
abruptly causing them to jump and pull apart. Angel fumbled in his pockets
until he found the little black remote and hit several buttons making the
noise worse, until he finally turned it off.

Buffy was giggling hysterically. Her rain soaked top sticking to her body
tightly like it was a second skin as the white fabric became translucent.
Angel watched intently as her soft round breasts bounced with her giggling.
He noticed her hard nipples poking through the wet fabric, begging for his
attention. He could see the lace of her bra clearly. Her hair fell in wavy
strings around her face as little droplets of rain gathered on her lashes.
Angel just stood, drinking the sight in.

"You are so beautiful. I thank God everyday for you. I love you," Angel
whispered as his eyes burned through her.

Buffy stopped giggling to drank in Angel's beauty -- he was tall, lean and
powerful. He was dressed in all black and completely soaked. His silk shirt
was splattered against his wide chest and his jeans tightly hugged his
thighs. "I love you too," she whispered back as Angel lips brushed hers
gently.

His tongue ran along her bottom lip, coaxing her mouth to open and deepen
their kissing. Angel's tongue slipped in, brushing against Buffy's tongue,
making little circular patterns. She pressed her warm lithe body closer to
his strong cool one. Angel's arms drew Buffy tight to him and his hands slid
down her back to her firm bottom. Buffy's tiny fingers played in Angel's
silky hair at the back of his neck. She could feel his arousal pressing hard
into her flat stomach.

The rain kept pounding at them unmercifully, drenching them, but they didn't
seem to notice. Their lips just kept meeting over again, wet flesh sticking
to each other trying to become one. Angel's mouth moved from Buffy's to the
hollow of her smooth throat tasting her skin briefly before moving further
down. His lips dipped below the fabric of her barely there top, while his
hands slid underneath to caress her warm skin. Angel's right hand found
Buffy's soft supple breast. He stroked it lightly with just his fingertips
before gently cupping it, letting his thumb brush the hard nipple. Buffy
arched into Angel's hand. Every where he touched seem to light on fire and
send tingles straight to her core.

"Mmmm....that feels....mmmm....so goooood," she moaned into his mouth.

"We...need to go home....home now....now Buffy," Angel felt like he was about
to burst through the fly of his jeans. He was aching for her.

"Yes...now...home," Buffy panted between kisses. A slight whimper escaped her
lips as Angel's body pulled away and lost contact with hers.

Angel quickly backed up and unlocked the front passenger door for Buffy. He
ran around to the back of the car and stopped for a brief second taking a big
unneeded breath to steady himself. He wanted her so badly and wasn't sure if
he could make it home. He opened the driver's side door taking his duster off
and throwing in the back seat. There was no reason now to keep it on because
he was soaked and all it did was hinder his movements. Angel slipped behind
the wheel and turned to look at Buffy. He gasped when he saw her.

Buffy sat there in just her white lacy bra and panties. "I thought it was
time to christen the car."

He smiled broadly and felt his erection leap in response to Buffy's inviting
body. "Ooo...Good idea, Baby."

"Then why did you say no when I suggested it earlier?" she frowned at him.

"Buffy, can we discuss this later? I'm hurting here."

"Let me help you with that," she replied he hazel eyes glinting with
mischief.

Angel loved that look. Buffy leaned over and kissed him placing her hand on
his straining cock, rubbing it through the denim fabric. Angel pushed up into
her palm as she firmly stroked the hard bulge. She found his zipper and
teasingly lowered it, releasing the tormenting pressure. Her small hand snuck
beneath the waist band of his black boxers and pulled Angel's hard straining
shaft out of the tight confines. Angel groaned at her touch, but watched her
agonizing moments intently.

Buffy ran her fingers from the base of Angel's hard cock to the tip then back
again, eliciting another groan from him. Her touch sent jolts of heat through
Angel's normally cool body. She looked up at him, catching his powerful gaze
and licked her lips. Her tongue darted out and tasted the drop of liquid that
seeped from the purple velvet head. Buffy smiled up at him again. His head
was thrown back and he was sucking in huge unneeded breaths. Buffy continued
to pump him firmly while her other hand reached into her purse and pulled out
a little package. She emptied some of the contents into her wet mouth. A fog
had crept over Angel's brain and he barely recognized the popping and
crackling sounds. Slowly she captured the head of his straining erection in
her warm wet mouth, sucking gently. Tiny explosions started to caress Angel's
hard shaft and his eyes flew open.

"Buf..Buf....Oh...Uh...Uh..Buf...Oh, God!...Oh, God!..Buf..fy... what is
th..that?"

Buffy smiled up at him, "Pop rocks."

"Oh, God...don't stop," Angel said pushing her head back down.

She licked his cock spreading the candy and tiny popping explosions. A deep
purr was rumbled from his chest. One hand pumped his big shaft and other
fondled his heavy balls. Angel's hips began to try and push himself further
into her mouth. The tiny explosions were amazing. It was like tiny crackling
pops of pleasure all over his aroused flesh. His body was going on instinct
only. He had never felt anything like that and his mind closed down. Angel
felt his climax increasing with each bob of Buffy's blond head. His balls
grew tighter. The deep purr became a growl. He felt out of control as his
body tensed with pleasure. Angel's orgasm burst through him, pouring his cool
cum into her willing mouth. Buffy welcomed every drop and continued to suck
until he relaxed.

Buffy pulled away and looked up at Angel. "Mmm...you taste so good," then
licked her lips with her now bright red tongue. A shudder ran through Angel's
body.

"Buffy, we have to buy a case of those," Angel requested as he still tried to
gain control of his body.

"Fine with me. I can't wait until you return the favor."

"Neither can I," he smirked at her. Angel leaned over and brushed his lips to
hers kissing her gently at first, but growing quickly passionate. His mouth
opening to suck on her tongue. He could taste himself and the cherry candy
still lingering. Angel's hands began to wander and stroke Buffy's body.

"Angel, wait a second," she whispered pushing him away.

"Why?"

"We need to get more comfortable," she said as she started to move and
wiggled her way over the front seats to the back seat. Buffy sat in the
middle of the back seat as Angel watched her with much interest. She squirmed
out of her wet panties and threw them aside. Angel watched her bring her legs
up tight to her body and spreading them wide. Her petite hand stroked down
her body to her dripping center, dipping one finger inside, pulling it out
moist. Buffy leaned forward and placed her finger on Angel's lips where he
instantly began to suck on it.

"Come and get it lover," she rasped.

Angel almost flew over the front seats trying to get to Buffy. His deep
chocolate eyes darkened with lust. He situated himself in the back seat and
reached for Buffy, kissing her forcefully. Buffy could faintly taste herself
on his lips. His hands slid around her the clasp of her bra, unhooking it,
letting the lacy material travel down her tanned arms. Angel's head bowed and
flicked his cool tongue over the hard bud. Buffy arched her back trying to
get more from his teasing mouth. Angel sucked the nipple into his talented
mouth and grazed his teeth over it, sending waves of pleasure through Buffy's
body.

Buffy's hands skimmed down Angel's broad back trying together enough material
so she could pull his shirt off of him. She finally got the shirt off of him
and hugged him close to feel his cool satiny skin in contrast to her fiery
skin. She loved how he felt against her aching nipples.

"Angel...we need..to..get...your pants off," she panted between breaths and
kisses.

"I know," he said reaching to pull his boots off. Tugging each one off
quickly he threw them into the front seat followed by his socks. Angel's
pants were still very wet from the rain. He was having a hard time getting
them down.

"What the matter?" Buffy asked.

"Jeans are still wet. I'm having trouble getting them off in so little space."

"Well, hurry up. You have something wet to get off over here," Buffy giggled.

Angel groaned and kept working on removing the pants. They felt like lead
plastered to his body. "Buffy, they won't come off," he said getting more
flustered.

"Just step outside and take them off."

"No."

"Why?"

"I'm not an exhibitionist, Buffy."

"Come on, you can do it quickly. I REALLY need you," she pleaded.

He was aching for her desperately and she was starting to make sense, which
scared him. Angel turned to rub a clearing in the foggy window to peek out.
The coast looked clear. It was dark and still pouring rain, he figure no one
could see. So he went for it. Angel slowly opened the car door and looked
out. Coast still clear. He stood quickly, removing the wet pants, boxers and
all getting wetter in the process. Panic struck Angel as he saw Xander
heading straight towards him walking down the sidewalk. It took Angel a
second to make his body move. He ducked quickly back into the car, slamming
the door.

"Lock the doors. Lock the doors. Lock the doors." Angel kept chanting. Buffy
followed the instruction.

"What's wro...."

Angel cupped his hand over Buffy's mouth, "Shhh."

Xander walked to the back of the black car with foggy windows. BOOM!> He hit the trunk. "GET A ROOM!" he yelled and kept walking.

"Do you think he saw us?" Angel asked.

"No, if he did he would have tried the doors, too."

"He's such a dumb ass."

"I know, now shut up and kiss me," Buffy demanded as she leaned closer to his
face, brushing her lips against his. Angel pushed forward and Buffy started
to lay back in the seat. His hands stroked her body. His long fingers
searched out her molten core, tenderly sliding them into her slippery folds.
Her whole body heated up. "Mmmmm.....that feels so good." His fingers danced
over her clit, making Buffy's breath catch in her throat. Angel's cool
fingers masterfully played, driving her towards climax. Buffy's hips arched
towards his hand seeking more of his electric touch."OW!...OW!..OW!"

"Did I hurt you?" fear blazed in Angel's eyes.

"No, my leg went numb. We need to shift positions."

Angel let out a huge sigh of relief as Buffy rubbed feeling back into her
sore limb. Angel shifted to the center of the back seat, so Buffy could
straddle his lap. He smiled at her, "Better now?"

"Yeah," she smiled back before wrapping her arms tightly around his neck
kissing him. His hard cock was brushing her slippery center, bumping her
swollen clit. Buffy began to squirm, wanting him deep inside her. She lifted
up off Angel so he could slide inside her needy center. As Buffy lifted up
she hit her head on the roof.

"Oh, Baby are you OK?" Angel's hands came up immediately to rub the sore
spot. He placed a tender kiss to make it better.

I'm...OK," she whimpered laying her head on his shoulder squeezing him tight.

"I'm so sorry."

"It's not your fault. It was an accident."

Angel gently rubbed her back, "I love you," he whisper in her ear placing
little kisses on her neck.

Turning her head to face him, "I know. I love you too." Buffy stroked the
back of his neck as she tasted his cool skin. Angel started a rumbling purr
deep in his chest. She reached down and grasped his thick weeping shaft and
angled it so all she had to do was slide onto him. Buffy felt the tip of
Angel's swollen cock at her wet throbbing entrance and pushed her hips
forward. He was stretching her open, gliding right in.

He felt her tiny hand wrap around his throbbing shaft and she brushed the
head along her hot slit trying to position it where she needed him. He felt
her find the wet divot, pushing his hips forward to meet hers. "Buffy," he
growled at the scalding heat her tight core held. She was tight, but she was
so wet that he felt himself slide in with little resistance.

When Angel's hard cock was fully encased in her warmth, she held still, just
enjoying the throbbing fullness his body created for her. Angel needed to
move, but held back for a minute. He shifted slightly down in the seat giving
Buffy a little more room and leverage. She kept her head on his shoulder.
Slowly Buffy rocked her hips back and forth in a swirling motion, feeling
Angel slide in and out of her body. He let her set the languid pace for as
long as possible.

Angel's hands moved to rest on Buffy's hips, helping to guide her body onto
his. His strokes became more powerful as their arousal grew. Angel gripped
her hips firmly. Thrusting harder and harder still, Buffy could only focus on
the pleasure pulsating out of her center traveling through her body. Her
breathing was frantic. She was gasping for air. Angel pounded hard up into
her body, searching for release. He was losing control and morphed into
gameface, his climax edging closer with each hard thrust into her hot tight
wet center. Buffy clung to him as her body tightened around his, preparing
for release. Her orgasm slammed through her like a freight train. Buffy's
whole body shook with the explosion.

Buffy's inner walls tightened around Angel's hard cock, gripping him as they
rippled around him, sending him even further over the edge. He could feel the
intensity of her orgasm as she shook, holding on to him tightly. His growling
rumbled like thunder through the car. Buffy felt him kissing her neck as she
quaked around Angel's body. She knew what he wanted and brushed the hair from
her neck giving Angel access. Angel licked Buffy's smooth neck, tracing the
throbbing veins. His body was so tense, needing release. Grazing her tender
flesh with his sharp incisors he tenderly pierced the flesh, letting her
warm, rich, sweet blood flow into his mouth and he burst, spilling his cool
seed into her hot inner depths, causing Buffy to come again as he gently
sucked at her neck. He held her tightly against his chest, never wanting to
move. They lay there peacefully holding each other, listing to the rain
splatter against the car roof, completely exhausted.



"FINALLY! You two are done! Can I have a ride home?" Xander questioned.

The End!