Part One

Buffy hugged her mother tightly. "See you next year!"

Joyce kissed her daughter on the cheek. "I love you, my little baby girl!"

She and Buffy separated and Joyce gave Angel a quick hug. "Take good care of her, or I'll hunt you down!"

"I promise." Angel smiled. "Only the best for my Buffy."

Buffy grinned, positively glowing, then grabbed his hand. "Bye Mom, love you!"

"Bye!" Joyce called, waving to her daughter and Angel as they walked down the ramp to enter the plane.

About ten minutes later, after she had watched from a window to make sure the plane took off okay, Joyce started to walk out of the airport to her car. She had the next week pretty much off. The gallery would be slow, and there wasn't much to do. Without Buffy around, she would have a lot of free time. Maybe she should call Rupert and see if he had any plans…

Angel squeezed Buffy's hand as they taxied down the runway.

"Oh, that's right, you've never flown, have you?" Buffy asked him.

Angel shook his head quickly.

"It's going to be fine Honey. To tell you the truth, *I* get a little nervous every time we take off or land. We're just going so fast and I'm afraid that we won't take off and we'll crash into something or we'll even fall in the ocean, but that never happens! Well, at least not on any of the flights I've ever been on. It has probably happened before though…"

"Buffy." Angel said quickly, squeezing her hand hard.

"Oh, sorry. I guess that isn't what you wanted to hear, huh?"

Angel shook his head quickly again, his eyes focused on the chair in front of him.

"Okay.. I'll just take your mind off things. I've never been in first class before. The seats are really comfy! Not that the seats in coach aren't, but these are more. Also, I like the leg room. The atmosphere is a lot.. more cool up here."

"That's good." Angel said softly. Buffy had never seen him so nervous.

When they finally took off and stop climbing altitudes, Angel breathed a small sigh of relief. Buffy's ears were popping, but she couldn't get any gum out of her purse because Angel had a death grip on her hand.

"Angel?"

"Huh?"

"You're hurting me."

Angel looked over at her concerned face. "Oh, sorry."

He released her hand and Buffy smiled at him, then bent down to grab her purse from under the seat. "Want some gum?"

"No thank you."

"Look out the window, it's really cool!"

Angel did what Buffy suggested and had to agree. They were passing over the busy southern California freeways and the cars looked just like ants. It was amazing.

Soon a female flight attendant was standing in the front of the aisle with a gas mask demonstrating what to do in the case on an emergency. Angel looked over at Buffy, panicked. They were talking about the plane crashing!

Buffy patted his arm reassuringly. "They always do this. We're fine."

After the demonstration, Angel resumed looking out the window. They were over the desert now. He found even that beautiful.

Buffy occupied herself with the latest issue of YM, until about an hour into the flight when a male flight attendant came up to them and offered them drinks. Buffy got annoyed when Angel asked the man what they had and champagne was on the list, but when Buffy tried to order it, the man and Angel both laughed. Begrudgingly, Buffy ordered a Dr. Pepper and glared at Angel as he kept looking at her and smiling.

"I think the oxygen up here is making you *way* too giddy."

"Can I help it if I find you incredibly cute?"

Buffy gave him a look and he stopped talking, opting to just smile at her instead. Then he leaned over and nuzzled her neck.

"You aren't going to be mad at me for the whole flight, are you?" he whispered in her ear.

Buffy sighed. "No. I can never stay mad at you. Especially when I am hundreds of miles in the air in a confined space for six and a half hours with you."

He softly bit her ear. "I love you."

"Mmm.. you too." She replied, before turning her head and kissing him on the lips.

For a while they sat there, softly kissing and talking, until they were interrupted by yet another flight attendant, this time an elderly woman. The problem with first class was that they were a little too attentive.

"Oh you two are so cute!" she exclaimed, with a big grin on her face.

Shyly, the couple pulled apart and smiled sheepishly at the woman. She smiled at them again and handed them hot towels.

"We're preparing lunch. We are going to be serving New York steak with a baked potato and corn, or a blackened chicken salad with honey dijon dressing."

"I'll have the steak. Well done, please."

"Could I please get the salad?" Buffy asked, smiling at the woman.

"Sure Hon." The flight attendant smiled, as she wrote their orders down then moved down the aisle.

Buffy yawned. "I can't believe it's only noon. It feels way later."

Angel leaned over and nuzzled her neck. "Well, it'll help you adjust to New York time. It'll only be 4 o'clock to us, but it'll be 7 to them."

"What are our plans for tonight?"

"Well, we land at 7, I figure after we get our bags and everything, the car can take us to the hotel, we can check in and then go grab something or…order in." He told her with a grin.

"Mmmm.." Buffy moaned, kissing him swiftly on the lips.

"I figure we should leave tomorrow morning free, because we'll have… jetlag."

"Good idea." She replied softly against his lips.

"Is there anything you can think of that you'd want to do tomorrow afternoon?" he asked, in an equally soft tone.

Buffy grinned. "Yup. Same thing as I want to do tomorrow morning, and tonight… and right now.."

"Mmm.." it was Angel's turn to moan. "Honey, we could get arrested for that. Anyway, I think we should actually *see* New York, don't you?"

Buffy sighed dramatically. "If we must."

Buffy smiled at her and caressed her cheek. "I love you so much."

"I love you too." She replied, kissing him once more before their lunch was delivered.

Angel woke up extremely disoriented. After a few seconds he remembered that he was on a plane, he looked to his right, and found Buffy. He noticed the cabin was very dark. A moment later he became more coherent and saw that a movie was playing on a screen in the front of first class and Buffy was wearing headphones and watching it.

He sat there quietly for a bit, noticing that there was a blanket covering him and a pillow behind his head, also his chair was reclined. He didn't remember doing any of these things.

His struggling to find the handle to get the seat back in an upright position got Buffy's attention. She looked over at him and smiled.

"Hey sleepyhead." Buffy said cheerfully, removing the headphones from her ears. "You
want to sit up?"

She reached between their seats and pulled on a little handle. Angel sat up and the seatback came with him.

Buffy kissed him on the cheek. "Sleep well?"

Angel nodded. "Yeah. How long was I sleeping?"

Buffy glanced at her watch. "Well, it's almost 2:30 now. I'm not sure when you fell asleep. One minute you were looking out the window again after lunch, then I looked up from my magazine and you were conked out. So I tucked you in all cozy!"

Angel smiled as Buffy nuzzled her nose against his. "What are you watching?"

"Oh, 'A Perfect Murder', but it's not exactly entertaining."

"Oh, sorry to hear that." Angel frowned.

"That's okay." Buffy replied, wrapping her arms around him. "Now that my honey is awake, I have better things to do!"

Angel smiled and kissed the top of her head, which was lying on his shoulder. As he wrapped his arms around her as well, he asked "Like what?"

Buffy sneaked her hand down under the blanket and caressed his crotch. "I think you have an idea."

"Buffy!" Angel said, trying to keep his voice down. "What the Hell are you doing?!"

Buffy giggled. "You don't know?"

"Of course I *know* I just can't believe that you are doing it!"

"Aww, come on. Look around you. Everyone is either watching the movie or sleeping."

"So they won't notice if you just climb on top of me and we have sex right here?!"

"Not here. You go into the bathroom. I'll go there in two minutes. Nobody will notice."

"The bathroom? You've got to be kidding!"

Buffy gently bit his earlobe, then whispered, in a husky tone. "I'm very very not kidding."

Angel sighed, but pulled the blanket, along with Buffy's hand, off of him and swiftly stood up, careful not to hit his head on the overhead compartment. Buffy smiled up at him seductively as he slid past her up the aisle to the bathroom. What was she getting him into?

Like clockwork, there was a small knock on the door of the bathroom two minutes after Angel entered. He unlocked the door and allowed his girlfriend into the cramped room.

"How are we supposed to do anything in here?" he asked her.

Buffy surveyed the small area. "Sit on the toilet."

"What?"

"Sit on the toilet! I can climb on top."

Angel sighed as he sat down. "I don't see how this can be enjoyable for either of us."

Buffy smiled at him. "I'll *make* it enjoyable if it kills me."

Angel raised an eyebrow at her as she sank between his legs, kneeling in the small spot on the floor in front of him. Her eyes not leaving his, she undid his belt, followed quickly by the button of his pants and his zipper. She reached her hand inside his boxers and found him only half hard.

Buffy frowned. "Never had this problem before. Oh well, I never really liked when things were easy. It's so much better when things are 'hard' you know?"

Angel groaned at her awful pun, but started to moan as her hot mouth encased the tip of his penis. He immediately began to grow more erect, which pleased Buffy immensely. She had wanted him all day. The sooner she got him, the better.

She slid her head down, drawing as much of his erection into her mouth as she could. She pulled her head back up, flicking the underside of his head with her tongue, driving his hips up off the seat.

"Buffy.." he groaned, his voice deep with need.

Buffy pulled away and looked up at him innocently. "What?"

"Don't stop." He replied hoarsely, gently pushing her head back to his erection.

She ran her tongue around the tip of his penis again, then slid him back into her mouth. Buffy began softly rubbing the inside of one of his thighs with one hand and caressing his testicles with the other.

Angel moaned and jerked his hips up. Buffy used both her hands to push down his hips, and she pulled away again.

"You can't come yet!"

"Buffy!"

"No! I have to have sex! Like, regular sex, well not regular, but you know what I mean! I want to join the Mile High Club!"

"The what?" Angel asked, forgetting his straining erection for the moment.

"Mile High Club. You've never heard of it?" Buffy explained. "Well, pretty much you have sex on an airplane. On the rich and famous people private planes I think they have special pins that the new members get, but we won't. At least I can say I did it on an airpla…"

She was interrupted by an extremely turned on Angel grabbing her and crushing her lips in a kiss.

"I want you *now*!" he ordered forcefully.

The new aggressive side of him was really turning Buffy on. She moved to stand so that she could pull her panties down, but Angel grabbed her waist and pulled her to him so that she straddled his lap.

"Angel, how can I.." she was interrupted by him tearing her panties off. "Angel!"

He quickly sheathed himself inside her hot core, her cries of protest turning into moans of pleasure. Angel gripped her hips tightly, hard enough to leave bruises. He repeatedly pulled her shaking body up and down on his jerking hips. Buffy had nowhere to put her legs so that she could get good leverage, so she couldn't really help but just allow Angel to set the pace. She did place her hands on his shoulders, but it didn't really help. She couldn't seem to have him deep enough or fast enough.

"Oh Angel.."

"Come for me."

Buffy groaned. "I'm going to… soon."

Angel removed one of his hands from Buffy's hips and place it where they were joining. He had already been so close to orgasm before that he knew he couldn't last much longer. He found her nubbin, waiting to be touched. He gently rubbed his thumb over it, driving Buffy to the edge of ecstasy.

Shaking all over, she moaned. "Angel.."

"Soon baby, soon."

He increased both the pace of his hips as they collided with her body and his finger as it toyed with her clit. Buffy threw her head back and moaned deep in her throat. As soon as he felt her passage convulsing around him, he let himself go, exploding inside of her.

As her orgasm subsided, Buffy leaned forward and placed her head on Angel's shoulder.

"That was incredible." She panted.

"And on a toilet of all places."

Buffy laughed. "I guess your first plane ride is a pretty exciting one, huh?"

"Oh yeah." Angel replied, kissing her forehead. "I don't see how any other flight will ever compare."

"That sounds like a challenge to me!"

Angel groaned as Buffy burst into a fit of giggles.

A moment later she stood up, her legs a bit shaky for a moment. She pulled her skirt back down and picked up her panties.

"Look what you did!" she said, holding them up.

Angel grinned. "I'll buy you some new ones. I've been meaning to get you into a Victoria's Secret store after that nice little number on Christmas."

"I bet." Buffy grinned.

Angel tucked himself back in and stood up. "Now how do we get out of here without anyone noticing?"

Part Two

"Wow! This is just like the room in 'Home Alone 2'!" Buffy exclaimed as she explored their hotel suite.

Angel tipped the bellman and shut the door behind him, relieved to finally be at their final destination. The airport in Newark had been a disaster, and the car that had picked them up had been stuck in a gigantic traffic jam. It had been 7 hours since he had eaten, he was exhausted, and the thought of Buffy without panties in the cute little dress she was wearing had been driving him crazy all afternoon. He didn't know whether to order everything on the room service menu, collapse on the bed and slip into a coma, or rip Buffy's dress off and make love to her for hours.

Buffy launched herself into his arms and wrapped her legs around his waist. "This is wonderful sweetie. I love it!"

Angel grinned and kissed her. "Well, that works well, because I love you!"

"Oh I love you too!" Buffy replied. "And I want you really badly, but Honey,
I am starving!"

Angel groaned. "Join the club. Are we going to go for room service?"

Buffy nodded. "Sounds good to me. Where's the menu? I wonder if they really
make huge ice cream sundae's like he had in the movie…"

Buffy was laughing hysterically and Angel couldn't help but shake his head as they watched the boy in the movie practicing Kama Sutra techniques.

"Angel, could we try that?"

Angel rolled his eyes. "You want me to keep one foot on the bathroom counter
and one on the edge of the bathtub while we have sex?"

Buffy shrugged.

"And how are you going to get…positioned?"

Buffy bit her lip. "Good point."

She returned to watching the movie. The guy was now blow drying his pants and
thrusting his hips.

"I am loving this movie!" She laughed. "Way better than the flight movie."

Angel looked over at her lean body by his side. She was lying on her stomach at the foot of the bed watching the television. While they were waiting for dinner to arrive she had gone into the bathroom, washed her face, and pulled her hair in a loose ponytail then changed into an old pair of sweatpants and a baggy T-shirt. She had never looked more beautiful to him.

Angel leaned over and nuzzled her neck.

"Mmm…" Buffy smiled.

"Mind if I interrupt your movie?"

"Well… only if you have a really good reason." She teased, rolling onto her back.

"Oh, I just have a huge problem, that I think only you can help me with." He told her, guiding her hand to the front of his boxers, which was all he wore. She stroked him through the silk.

"Oh wow, that is a huge problem."

Angel nodded. "I know, think you can help?"

"I might be able to be of service."

"Oh good." He said, before leaning down and kissing her.

His hands roamed her body, rubbing her breasts through her T-shirt, eliciting a moan from her. He soon moved down, only to slide his hands under her shirt so that he could caress her braless breasts, rubbing his thumbs lightly over her nipples. His attentions caused them to harden quickly. Buffy soon pulled her shirt off to give him easier access. He lowered his mouth to one of her nipples, and continued rubbing his thumb in a circular motion over her other one. At first, he lightly licked her nipple, and then he closed his mouth on her breast, sucking, which got a loud groan out of her.

Buffy tried to reach her hands into Angel's boxers, but he swatted them away.

"This is your turn Buff. You always please me first."

"I don…" she started, but was interrupted when he abruptly covered her mouth
with his own. "Mmm."

Before Buffy knew it, her pants and underwear and had pulled off and she was lying completely naked beneath Angel, whose hands and mouth had started to roam lower on her body.

Angel gently spread her legs apart and knelt in between them. He pulled her soaked lips apart and ran his tongue all over her. Buffy arched her hips off the bed, grunting in need. Angel ran the tip of his tongue in small circles around her clit, driving her mad with frustration. Buffy was gripping the bedspread, as if the world would slip away from her. Finally, Angel pushed onto her clit with his tongue. "Oh, Angel!"

Angel inserted a finger into her tight passage, relentlessly pumping it in and out of her as Buffy crashed over the edge into orgasm.

Angel waited calmly as Buffy came back to earth. As Buffy's breathing slowed, she realized she had her eyes clenched shut. She opened them and found Angel again lying alongside her smiling down at her.

"You were so beautiful when you did that." He said.

"That was wonderful Honey." She told him, pulling him down for a kiss. "Thank you."

"It's not over yet." He told her slyly, as her pulled her up and repositioned her so that her head was resting on the pillows. Buffy noticed that his boxers were now gone.

Angel moved on top of her, careful not to crush her small frame with his weight. He slid inside her and they both moaned in pleasure. Angel kissed her on the lips softly and slowly. He made sure every movement was slow; he kept his thrusts into her long and leisurely, and stroked his fingertips along the inside of her outstretched arm in the same rhythm.

Soon Buffy was lifting her hips to meet his thrusts, pushing for a faster pace. If a faster pace is what she wanted, a fester pace is what Angel would give her. His thrusts became faster and harder, pounding deeper inside of her. Buffy thought she might get bruises from his pelvic bone slamming into her.

Almost wholly unexpectedly, Buffy came, in a blinding light. Angel soon followed, not being able to stand her strong muscles milking him.

They lay silent for a while. The only sound in the room was their pants as they caught their breath and the voices from the movie that still played on the television.

After a while, Buffy looked up at Angel and smiled. "I'm tired ."

"Why don't we get some sleep." Angel replied, kissing her on the forehead.

He pulled the covers over them and turned off the lights. As he settled back, placing his arm around Buffy, he picked up the remote.

"Did you want to finish watching this?"

"Nah. I don't know what is going on. You're so distracting!" giggled Buffy.

Angel smiled and turned the TV off. He got comfortable and pulled his girlfriend into his arms for the night. It had been a few months, but she was right back where she belonged.

Part Three

They woke up the next morning and ordered pancakes with whipped cream and strawberries topping it. They ate them in bed, feeding each other.

Buffy took a bit of the whipped cream, with her finger, and placed it on one of Angel's nipples. As she leaned over and licked it off, Angel groaned and moved from lying on his side, to his back. Buffy took the opportunity to straddle him.

Angel smiled and cupped her breasts with his hands, as she slowly rocked back and forth. He had already been a little hard; being nude in bed, with the equally clothed Buffy had done it to him. Now that her lithe body was on top of him, where he could feel her heat and wetness on his stomach where she sat, he was growing in record time.

Buffy reached behind herself and stroked his length slowly. "Are you ready for me? Are you all hard?"

Angel found he had lost his voice, so he only nodded.

Buffy smiled, then lifted herself a bit, sliding down on his erection, eliciting twin gasps from the both of them. Buffy started out slowly, slightly rocking her hips, but as the pleasure overtook her, she grew more vigorous, lifting herself higher and slamming down on him harder. Angel placed his hands on her hips, not really guiding her, just letting her
set her own pace. Buffy placed her hands on his shoulders, squeezing them so hard that he'd probably have small bruises in the shape of her hands later.

Soon Angel found he couldn't take it anymore, and flipped Buffy over onto her back and pounded into her relentlessly. She came soon after; her muscles convulsing around his member caused him to orgasm as well.

After they caught their breath, they cuddled, with Buffy leaning back against Angel's chest.

"What do you want to do today?" He asked her, as he ran his fingers up and down the side of her arm.

She turned her head and smiled at him. "You *know* what I want to do today!"

"Buffy!" He growled.

Buffy giggled and replied, "Okay, okay, gotta see the city… Didn't you make an itinerary? I have no idea what to do. There are a ton of places to go in New York."

"The only plans that I have are that we check out of here next Tuesday at eleven and that Thursday night you and I go out for a nice dinner and then to Times Square to watch the ball drop."

"What about your art show for my mom?"

Angel smiled. "There is no art show."

"You mean.. we came here.. just because?"

"Well, just because I love and adore you and want to spend every waking moment with you and I had to steal you away from them. That is why we came here. For some 'us' time."

Buffy kissed him softly. "I like that."

They started to kiss more deeply, but Angel interrupted before they went too far. "You should call your mom."

"What?"

"Call her. Let her know everything is okay." He told her as he handed her the telephone and squeezed out from behind her, sliding out of the bed. "I'm going to go shower. I have a few ideas about places to go this afternoon."

Buffy sighed and dialed the telephone.

"So, I was thinking we could just go check out some of the stores here, if you'd like." Angel suggested, as Buffy chewed on a piece of the pizza. Buffy had convinced him to order one with mushrooms, olives, bell peppers, and pineapples. He had to admit it didn't taste half-bad.

As soon as she had swallowed, Buffy told him. "I'm always up for shopping!"

Angel smiled. "Good. So, what did your mom have to say?"

"Oh, she actually made plans for New Years for once! She is going to Las Vegas as part of this package deal one of her friends told her about. She pays a certain amount, they fly her down there, and she gets a hotel room for the night. She leaves early tomorrow morning. And comes back Friday night."

"Well, that's good. Gets her out of the house for a while."

"Yeah. I have no idea what she will do if she can't wig about me 24/7."

"Oh, well I'm sure with enough focus, she can find *something* else to occupy her time with."

Buffy pointed her pizza at him and said, "Is that sarcasm I detect?"

Angel feigned hurt. "I thought you'd be proud!"

"Oh, I'm always proud of you baby." Buffy teased as she leaned over and kissed him.

Soon after, they finished their lunch and started roaming the city for stores for Buffy to shop in. Buffy didn't realize that Angel had been in Manhattan only two years earlier, and was very familiar with the area. So, while she thought they were just wandering, Angel had a plan.

It was getting to be late in the afternoon and they decided to head back to the hotel. Buffy had been able to talk Angel into buying himself some clothes as well, telling him that "a little color wouldn't kill him," so between the two of them, they had quite an armful of packages. Just as they were about to hail a cab, Angel told Buffy there was one more store he'd like to look in.

As he led her to the door, Buffy gasped. "Tiffany's? Wow!"

"You've heard of it, I gather?" Angel asked as he opened the door for her.

"Who hasn't! I've seen 'Breakfast At Tiffany's' a million times! Of course, there is no way I ever thought I'd come in here. All this stuff is way out of my league, I'm sure."

"Oh, I don't know, you might be able to find something on sale."

Buffy rolled her eyes and laughed. "Guys have *no* idea how much jewelry costs."

They looked around the store, Buffy oohing and awing over the precious gems. Angel spotted a beautiful diamond ring, then whispered something to the sales clerk when Buffy wasn't looking.

"Buff, come look at this." Angel called. Buffy turned and came over to see the ring.

"Oh it's beautiful!"

"Isn't it?"

"Would you like to try it on Miss?" The sales clerk asked her.

"Oh, no, I couldn't.."

"Come on Buffy, let's see how it looks on you. It's not going to hurt any."

"Well, all right." Buffy gave in. "But if it gets stuck on my finger…"

The sales clerk laughed. "Don't worry, I'll size you first."

Buffy set the bags down and put her hands on the counter.

"I'll just need to use your ring finger." The man told her as he pulled out large silver ring, with lots of rings of different sizes hanging off it. After a few tries, he found her size and excused himself so that he could go get her a ring to try on.

He returned a moment later and explained. "This is a size 5 ring, you are in between a 4 and a 5, so you would have to just get the size adjusted."

Buffy slid it on. "This is so beautiful. I never ever imagined wearing something as nice as this."

"It looks like it were made for you Honey." Angel told her. The ring was loose on her finger, but it did look perfect for her, not too big and not too small.

"The Lady does look extravagant in it." The sales clerk told her.

After a moment, Buffy sighed and took it off, thanking the man. She wandered over to a display with diamond tennis bracelets. Discreetly, Angel handed the man his credit card and ID, along with a whispered order to have the ring resized. Buffy was still browsing, when the clerk handed him the ID and card back, and told him the ring would be ready by the time they opened the next morning.

Soon after, Angel led Buffy out of the store, and into a cab, so that they could wash up for a night on the town.

Part Four

Angel looked in the mirror and put gel in his hair. Buffy came up behind him and wrapped her arms around his waist, looking at him in the mirror.

"You're in your underwear."

"Nice of you to notice." She grinned.

"Buffy, as nice as you look, I'm not letting you go out like that."

Buffy rolled her eyes, then moved out from behind him, and scooted herself up on the bathroom counter.

"Come on, you have to get dressed. We aren't spending the rest of the night in here."

"How can I get dressed? I don't know what to wear because I don't know where we are going." She told him, then grinned. "Not all of us just wear black pants, a shirt and a black jacket to every occasion."

"Ha ha. Dress casual." He told her, ignoring her laughter.

"Where are we going?"

"I was thinking that it could be fun to go to Rockefeller Center, you've heard of that, right?"

"You mean the world famous Rockefeller Center with 35 restaurants including the Rainbow Room, the golden statue of Prometheus, the ice skating rink, and the 25 acre underground shopping mall with over 300 shops? I may have heard it mentioned once or twice."

Angel chuckled. "You think?"

Buffy smiled and shrugged, then pulled him closer, wrapping her arms around his neck and her legs around his waist. Angel gave a few weak cries of protest, but quickly gave in and kissed Buffy fiercely. Buffy began driving her hips into him with need.

Angel broke his lips away from hers and gasped "Buffy, we really should be getting ready to go."

"Well, we can do that after we have a little fun!" She replied, seizing his lips again.

Angel finally just gave in. He knew how persistent Buffy could be and it would be awful hard to fight her when he wanted it just as much. Buffy moved her hands down to his waist, quickly unbuckling his belt. Angel gave up any allusion of resistance and helped her to unbutton and unzip his pants. Buffy leaned back, placing her weight on her arms, as she lifted her hips to allow Angel to pull her panties from her body. He quickly pulled his boxers and pants down to his mid thigh, briskly sliding into her hot, moist center. He
thrust briskly into her, wrapping his arms around her in an attempt to get closer to her. He needed some sort of restriction behind her to achieve full body contact. Angel wrapped her legs around his waist and lifted her off the counter and, in a fit of passion, slammed her small frame against the wall, causing Buffy to shriek.

He used all his self control to stop from hammering her into the wall, instead, in a concerned voice, he asked "Are you all right?"

Buffy couldn't find her voice, so she only nodded fiercely. When he felt her spasming around him as she came, he knew that it was pleasurable for her.

Angel was still a little worried about her, so he started thrusting into her in slow, even strokes. Buffy began to grind down onto him, urging him move faster. After a moment, he complied, his whole body working to get deeper inside of her. He never felt so complete as when he was one with her like he was right then.

Angel bent his head down and captured one of her hard nipples in his mouth, softly biting it and rolling his tongue around it. Buffy moaned loudly, he could tell she was again nearing orgasm, he could feel his own building as well. Angel started delivering sharp, brisk thrusts, Buffy's sweat slicked body sliding on the wall.

Angel's body tightened and he exploded inside of her, pulling her body tightly to him and holding her there. This caused Buffy to slip over the edge too. Her strong muscles squeezed him dry.

Panting, Angel walked back to the counter and sat down on it, keeping Buffy on his lap, still joined with her. She smiled at him and kissed him.

"Did I hurt you?" He asked, worried again.

"No! I'm the slayer Angel, not glass!" She told him, them smiled at him deviously. "Actually, I kind of liked it."

"You did? Be serious with me now."

Buffy nodded, then blushed, and looked away from him. "Am I a freak or something?"

Angel grabbed her chin gently with his hand, forcing her eyes to meet his. "No! Of course not! It's normal not to always make love in a bed, with either you or me on top. I just forget sometimes that you aren't a weak little thing, even though you look it."

Buffy smiled at him. "Damn straight!"

Angel laughed softly and kissed her. "I love you."

"I love you."

As their kiss deepened, Angel could feel his arousal growing, and knew that if he wanted to ever make it out of their room before the next morning, he'd better stop things before they'd started.

He pulled away and gave her his most stern look. "Go get dressed young lady."

Buffy sighed and climbed backwards off him. "If I must, you big meanie!"

Angel rolled his eyes. She was hopeless!

About an hour later, they finally made it out of the hotel. They ate at a deli in the center, then rented skates, and made their way onto the ice. For a while they just skated hand in hand, talking quietly and looking at the huge Christmas tree.

Then Buffy turned so that she was skating backwards and holding onto Angel's
hands with both of her own.

"Be careful, I don't want you to run into anything." Angel warned.

Buffy just grinned. "Be my eyes for me!"

Angel sighed and shook his head. He was a sucker, and he knew it. However,
she had an unfair advantage. He found her irresistible and she knew it. After about an hour, they got off the ice and sat on a bench with some hot chocolate.

Buffy looked up into the sky. "I thought it was supposed to snow here."

"It must be you. You're so hot that it can't snow."

Buffy laughed and punched him playfully in the arm. "Oh, you're just full of funnies these days!"

Angel grinned as he wrapped his arms around her and pulled her to him. "I try."

"Do you ever think about the future?" He asked her after a moment of just cuddling.

"Yeah, I do a lot. It seems like I have no choice. A big chapter of my life is ending. I am graduating high school after 12 years. That's a really long time to me. I have all these choices now. I could go get a job or I could go on to college. If I go to college, I have to choose which one. And I know that whatever I decide it will affect me for the rest of my life."

Angel nodded slightly. "Have you made any choices yet?"

Buffy shrugged. "Not really. I know change is a good thing, but it's still kind of scary. I just know one thing for sure."

"What's that?"

Buffy turned her head so that she could look him in the eye. "Whatever I do with my life, I want you to be a big part of it. Like I said before, all I see is you Angel."

Angel smiled at her, feeling more confidant that things would go as planned.

Part Five

"Angel, back when you were human the first time, did you celebrate New Years?" Buffy asked from her perch on his back as he lay on his stomach, getting an early morning backrub from her. His jacket and shirt were discarded by the side of the bed, he had just gotten back from running a few important "errands" while Buffy slept.

"Back when we used sundial's instead of clocks?"

Buffy laughed and punched him softly in the back. "I'm serious!"

"We did," he told her, turning over so that she was straddling his waist "but I have a feeling that this year, with you, will be the best New Years I have ever had."

Buffy smiled and leaned down, planting a kiss on his lips. "So why are you all dressed already? Did you go somewhere and come back when I was asleep?"

Angel sighed. "You caught me! I was out, visiting my wife and four children that are living in a shack on the other side of town."

Buffy laughed. "I knew it! You slimeball you!"

Angel grabbed her face between his hands and pulled her down for a passionate kiss, partly because he wanted to get her mind focused on other things so that she wouldn't persist in asking him about where he went, and partly because he was really enjoying the sight of her in her short and silky nightie.

As Angel's hands started to roam over her body, Buffy decided to turn the tables. She sat back up and smiled, asking "So what are our plans for the day?"

Angel looked up at her in disbelief. Buffy had never *not* be in 'the mood' in the four months that they had been truly sexually active. It was probably some game of hers, since he was always the one who made her stop when it was a bad time. Maybe this was her idea of revenge. Buffy just looked down at him, her brow raised, waiting for an answer to her question.

"Uh.. I thought we'd sightsee, FAO Schwarz, Empire State Building, stuff like that."

"Cool." She replied, then stood up on the bed.

Angel reached up for her pleadingly, but she just ignored him as she hopped off the bed. Angel let out a whine as she stood by the side of the bed looking at him, with her hands on her hips.

He rolled over on his side, and looked at her in disbelief. "But……I…"

Buffy made a big show of sighing, as if she were about to give in and do something she really didn't want to do. She pulled the hem of her nightie up and over her head. When Angel saw that she was wearing no underwear, he gasped.

Buffy tossed him the nightie and giggled. "Last one in the shower has to grant one wish for the winner!"

Angel jumped up from the bed, grateful that he still had his vampiric grace and speed. He had his pants and underwear off in a flash, then chased her into the bathroom, where she was waiting outside the shower for the water to heat up. As she moved to step in, Angel grabbed her around the waist and pulled her back, jumping in first. Buffy stood just outside the shower as Angel stuck his head under the steady stream of water.

Buffy crossed her arms over her chest, with mock anger. "That was no fair! You cheated Angel."

Angel reached out and grabbed her, swiftly dragging her in and slamming the door behind her. "Don't you owe me a wish?"

Buffy sighed. "I suppose. But don't expect me to suck your toes again. They are too crusty!"

They both broke into laughter. "You have a sick sick mind my love."

Buffy shrugged. "I know that is why you love me."

"Oh, of course." He murmured, wrapping his arms around her and pulling her in for a kiss. He pulled away for a second. "But you *know* I do not have crusty toes!"

Buffy smiled and kissed him softly on the lips. "No, you have perfect toes. In fact, I'm jealous."

Angel kissed her again. "Shouldn't be, your toes are pretty cute too."

Buffy giggled. "What else do you like about me?"

"Hmmm… your stamina is nice!"

Buffy socked him in the arm. "Hey!"

Angel dipped his head down and nuzzled her neck. "Well, I do!"

"Well, your stamina isn't too bad either….for an old guy.."

"An old guy?!" He exclaimed, enjoying in their playfulness.

Buffy shrugged a big grin on her face. "Angel you are old enough to be my great-great-great-great-grandfather. Actually, probably more greats than that."

"Okay, I get the point!"

Buffy laughed and squeezed him tighter. Then, in a low voice, she asked, "Now what was your wish?"

Angel smiled down at her. "I want to kiss every inch of your body."

Buffy raised her eyebrows and grinned. "Works for me."

"Oh does it?"

"Yes," She replied, then faked a raspy voice, "Do with me what you will!"

Angel laughed, then kissed her on the side of her neck, moving down her shoulder blade. Then he moved around her so that he was kissing her back. Angel sank slowly to his knees, his lips moving down her spine. He caressed her buttocks before scattering small kisses all over them. Having Angel's mouth so close to where she needed it caused Buffy to moan, the world around her seemed to spin uncontrollably. She felt like Angel's hands on the outsides of her thighs were the only things keeping her up. He moved down, kissing the back of her thighs, darting his tongue out to lightly lick her inner thighs, coming so close, so very close to where she ached for him to be.

As he teased her with his tongue, he carefully moved his legs out from beneath him, so that he sat on the floor of the shower. After what seemed like hours, he moved his hands between her knees and gently pushed her legs apart. Buffy complied; groaning loudly when his tongue pushed it's way between her lower lips. She felt her legs give out, but before she had a chance to fall, Angel had his hands on her hips, holding her up. He explored her moist center, careful not to touch her clitoris.

After he had tortured her long enough, brought her to the brink of ecstasy, he pulled away, standing up and walking back around so that he was again facing her. As soon as he let her go, she began to sway, so he her on to her tiny waist, his hands almost fitting all the way around her. Buffy looked up at him with lust-filled eyes, begging him for release.

He bent his head and began kissing her collarbone, moving down to capture a nipple, nipping it lightly, and then quickly switching to the other. He moved to the valley in between, placing a small kiss there, then moving lower. When he reached her belly button, he dipped his tongue inside.

Buffy shook passionately. "Angel, I….need...you…NOW!"

"Soon Baby, just hold on.."

He moved his tongue between her velvety folds and ran a circle around her sensitive nub. Buffy placed her hands on the back of his head, urging him on.

Angel pulled his head away, despite her vehement protests. He stood up and pulled her tightly to him. He lifted her up, she instinctively wrapped her legs around his waist, and she could feel his erection so close to her center. Angel lifted her hips and sheathed him in her warmth. Buffy went off like a rocket, writhing wildly in his arms.

Once she had come down, Angel began moving in and out of her. He began with slow, even strokes that soon transformed into rapid, irregular thrusts. Buffy began grinding her hips down, driving him deeper inside her.

Angel could not stand it any longer. He gritted his teeth and slammed into her savagely once more, then exploded inside her. Buffy slipped over the edge again as well.

Panting, Angel let his legs slowly give out, sinking to sit on the floor of the shower, with Buffy straddling his lap. She kept her head on his shoulder for a moment, with Angel softly running his fingertips in circles over her back.

"We should get out of her before we prune." He finally said.

Buffy leaned back and smiled at him. "I still have to wash my hair."

Angel smiled back. "Want me to help?"

Angel had never been surrounded by so much pink in his life. He was nauseous. Buffy, on the other hand, didn't seem to mind it at all. He didn't understand why, but the foot tall plastic dolls fascinated her. He just didn't get it. They were *plastic* and *dolls*! Buffy didn't play with dolls. At least he hoped she didn't. That was too Dru-like for him.

He sighed, bored out of his mind. Buffy had been leading him throughout the vast collection of Barbie dolls in FAO Schwarz for close to half an hour now. At least most of the people on this level were girls. All the other floors had mostly boys, and boys were rowdy, which made Angel on edge.

Finally, Buffy looked over at him and smiled. "I think I've seen them all, want to move on?"

Angel practically dragged her off the floor, pleased that she wasn't nearly as interested in any of the other floors, although she did get a kick out of playing this giant piano that you stomped on.

Once they were outside in the chilly New York air, Angel breathed a sigh of relief.

Buffy grabbed his hand and looked up at him, a concerned look on her face. "Are you okay Angel?"

"Yeah, I just got kind of claustrophobic in there."

"You should have told me! We could have left!"

He smiled. "It's fine. Ready to see the Empire State Building?"

"Sure!" She replied cheerily, then batted her lashes at him. I'll follow
you anywhere!"

Angel laughed. "Why Miss Summers, I'd say you are downright.. giddy!"

"What can I say? You bring out my giddy side!"

He smiled and leaned down to kiss her, and then they hopped in a cab to see one of New York's most famous buildings.

"This is just beautiful, isn't it?"

"Yeah." Angel agreed. "It's amazing."

Buffy nuzzled the side of her face into his chest more, as they gazed out from the view of the city with their arms wrapped tightly around each other.

"We lucked out that we came up here on a clear day." She told him.

"I guess the fates are working for us."

"About damn time!"

Angel wondered if it was time for his 'other' surprise. He glanced around at their surroundings. There were a ton of people up there; children chasing each other around, people taking picture of the view and their loved ones, not exactly a romantic atmosphere. He looked back down at Buffy's head on his chest as she looked down at the busy city. Kissing the top of her head, he decided now just wasn't the right time.

Part Six

"Wow!" Buffy said, with great reverence in her voice.

Angel had to admit the inside of Radio City Music Hall was awe-inspiring. The lobby was huge, with plush carpeting covering the floor. Two wide staircases led to balconies. The ceiling went all the way up to the roof, with grand crystal chandeliers dangling down.

"This looks just like it did in 'Annie,' but I never dreamed it could really be so beautiful!" Buffy exclaimed.

"Who's Annie?"

"Oh, it's this movie I saw when I was little, only one-and-a-half or two. I totally adored it." She told him, then drifted back into her memories, a sentimental smile on her face. "Anyway, my grandfather used to baby-sit me a lot so that my mom could work, she worked in someone's gallery back then. I don't have any cousins that are girls, except for Celia, but she was on my dad's side, so I've always been his only granddaughter, I think that makes me special to him. He used to take me to see 'Annie' all the time, and I would
get so excited that when the people in the movie started singing I would…." She paused to laugh a little, as Angel watched on in amusement; she'd never really talked much about her past with him. "I would get in the aisles and dance."

Angel laughed aloud with her. "You really were an exhibitionist, weren't you?"

Buffy grinned and punched him in the arm, then grabbed his hand. "Let's go sit down before the show starts."

They entered the theater, already filling with people, and were ushered to their seats. Looking around, Angel found it reminiscent of old movies he had watched recently. He didn't even have a TV before he became human, but Buffy convinced him that he had to have one, along with cable television with its excessive list of channels. He enjoyed the ones with the old movies the best. There was one all about history, but Buffy made him stop watching it when he got too frustrated every time there was something inaccurate.

Buffy looked over at him and asked "Did you know that 'The Christmas Spectacular' takes in more visitors in its 8 week run than the #1 Broadway show every year?"

"Boy, you are just a fountain of knowledge, aren't you?"

"I read the booklet while I was waiting for a stall in the bathroom."

"Oh, I see." He grinned, leaning over to kiss her.

The lights dimmed, and they looked toward the stage, where the deep red curtains were being pulled apart, followed by the world famous Rockettes entering the stage.

At first, Angel watched the show with interest, wondering if Buffy could stretch her legs like the dancers did. He bet she could, and made a mental note to try it out later. After about fifteen minutes, he fell asleep.

"Wasn't that great?"

"Oh, yeah, amazing!" Angel agreed, as they walked out of the theater. It was
located in Rockefeller Center, so they walked towards the huge Christmas tree so that they could have a better look than two nights earlier.

Buffy looked up at him knowingly. "You really think I was oblivious to you sleeping through the last hour and fifteen minutes of the show?"

"You know?" He asked sheepishly.

"You drooled on my shoulder." Buffy told him, but then broke out in a smile as she wrapped her arms around his neck. "But I think it's sweet that you took me even though it didn't interest you!"

Angel wrapped around her as well, and swept her up in a kiss. "I do it because I love you."

"I love you too." She replied, before kissing him again.

About ten minutes and thirty pictures in front of the enormous tree later, Angel was able to drag Buffy to the restaurant, called the American Festival Café. It was a tourist attraction, with a great view of the skating rink. Angel was so famished that he not only ate his prime rib dinner, but he ate most of Buffy's half chicken.

After they finished, they made their way to the packed Times Square. Despite the body-heat from the hundreds of thousands gathered there, Buffy was freezing. Angel was more than happy to cuddle with the native Californian to keep her warm. They stood there for an hour, seeing all the insane things people did singing, fighting, and drinking. Finally, they all counted down the last ten seconds of 1998, watching the ball drop, then kissed as
1999 arrived.

The two of them walked in their hotel room, hand in hand, kissing each other softly. After Angel had shut the door, the two of them stood there, his hand on her waist, her arms around his neck. Kissing with their tongues intermingling, they slowly moved towards the bed, without losing contact with each other.

They pulled off Angel's jacket together, followed shortly by his shirt. Then, as Angel unbuckled his pants and pulled off his shoes, Buffy pulled her own coat off. She was about to pull her dress over her head, but Angel covered her hand with his own.
"Let me do it Baby."

Buffy smiled at him and stopped. He grabbed the hem of the silver velvet dress and deliberately unveiled her body. She lifted her arms as he pulled the dress over her head and tossed it aside. When he saw her matching bra and panties, that happened to be silver and velvet to match her dress, his breath caught in his throat.

"You like?" She asked, grinning at him.

He placed his hands on her hips and sighed. "Very much so!"

He pushed her onto the bed, quickly pushing his pants down, so that he only wore his black silk boxers, while she had on her underwear and low-heeled silver shoes. Before she could slip them off, he was on top of her, his mouth attacking hers in a savage kiss, his hands roaming her body.

He started moving lower on her body, placing soft kisses as he went. He moved down her leg, pulling her shoe off and kissing her toes. He pulled off her other show, and kissed up her leg and the rest of her body until he was again kissing her mouth passionately. He slid his hands beneath her, unclasping her bra, briskly pulling the straps down her arms, then tossing the bra to join her dress on the floor and his mouth enclosed on one of her nipples, evoking a moan from Buffy. As he stimulated her breasts, his hands slid lower, his fingers hooking into the waistband of her panties, expeditiously sliding them down her legs.

"Angel, I need you!" she cried.

Angel never could say no to her. He quickly tugged his boxers off and positioned himself between her legs. She could feel his straining manhood at her entrance.

She whimpered once more and Angel quickly slid home. As he filled her at full-tilt, she gasped. Buffy wrapped her legs tightly around his waist as he retreated almost all the way out her, except for the head of his erection, then slammed back into her. Buffy screamed, not caring if she woke the people on the next room, or the people a block away. Angel continued to thrust into her continually, his speed ever increasing. Buffy was pushing her hips up to meet his thrusts.

They came not too long after, her orgasm leading to his. Angel fell to the bed, pulling her on top of him. They lay there for several moments, until their heartbeats and breathing went back to normal. He traced small circles on her back, relaxing her to the point that she was almost asleep.

"Do you have any New Years resolutions?" He asked her, breaking the silence.

Sleepily, she opened her eyes and looked up at him. "Yeah. I need to have a lot more sex."

Angel groaned. "You're terrible!"

Buffy laughed. "It's your fault!"

Angel rolled over and pinned her body beneath his. "I know, I've created a monster!"

Buffy soon stopped giggling as exhaustion overtook her and she drifted of to sleep in Angel's arms. Angel pulled the covers over them and snuggled up to the petite blonde. As he drifted off to sleep, his thoughts were filled with rings, romantic settings, and important questions.

Part Seven

"A museum?" Buffy asked, wrinkling her nose.

"Oh, come on! It wouldn't kill you to get some culture." Angel told her as they waited in line to enter The Metropolitan Museum of Art.

She looked up at him. "Do you remember the last time we visited an art museum?"

"That was different, this one is much better!"

Buffy laughed. "A chair made out of penises!"

Several people who were waiting in line in front of them and behind them looked over at them. Angel quickly covered her mouth with his hand and smiled weakly at them. Buffy did not cease in her laughter. After a moment, she had calmed down enough and Angel pulled his hand away. Buffy tried not to laugh but failed miserably, giggling hysterically.

"The last…. last time you…you had to cover my……" she fought her laughter to tell him, "my eyes!"

As Angel paid, the person taking money looked over at Buffy peculiarly.

Embarrassed, he just whispered to the man. "She forgot to take her medication earlier, she just took it, so it'll take effect soon."

The man nodded in understanding. Angel grabbed Buffy by the arm and practically dragged her inside.

After a few moments, Buffy had calmed down, she was no longer giggling, her face was less red, and there weren't tears streaming from her eyes. Angel looked at her in wonder.

"Oh, you should have seen the look on your face, it was priceless! And every time I had almost stopped laughing, I'd see your face, and start over again!" Buffy grinned.

Angel sighed. "Good to see my face provides countless hours of entertainment for you."

Buffy wrapped her arms around his and rubbed up against him. "It's not just your face that entertains me."

Angel looked down at her adamantly. "No Buffy, I'm serious. We are not doing anything in here besides look at art."

Buffy stuck her bottom lip out. "That's not fair, then I don't get to have any fun!"

Angel gave her one stern look, before unwrapping her arms from his waist and leading her by her hand to the first exhibit.

"You know, I have to admit, I enjoyed that." Buffy said, pointing a French fry at Angel, who leaned over and grabbed it out of her hand with his mouth. They were sitting at a small table in a crowded deli.

"You know I'm going to have to tell your mom that, don't you?"

"Do it and die!"

Angel laughed, then took the last bite of his roast beef sandwich. Buffy gave him a look.

He looked at her unwittingly. "What?"

"You just stuffed a bunch if your food in your mouth. You could have easily made it into two bites."

"You don't like the way I eat?"

"No, it's just that you remind me of… never mind."

"What?" Angel asked. "I remind you of what?"

"Xander."

"What?! No! No no no! I am not anything like Xander!"

Buffy started laughing at him.

"This isn't funny Buff! I AM NOT LIKE THAT….. imp!"

"You two, are so cute!" An older man exclaimed as he walked by. Buffy smiled sweetly at him, while Angel gave him a dirty look.

"I'm sorry. You aren't like Xander. It's just that I have three guys I eat with on a regular basis. Giles, who is Mr. Etiquette; Xander, who is like a pig with his trowel; and you, who generally eats like a normal person, but all of a sudden you are shoveling it into your mouth."

"I'm hungry."

Buffy raised an eyebrow. "I've noticed. You've been hungry a lot lately." She broke out in a smile and joked, "Maybe you're pregnant!"

Angel rolled his eyes. "Oh ha ha, you're so very funny. Maybe it has to do with my girlfriend ravaging me every night, and every morning, and every other chance she gets!"

"It could be that."

Angel reached under the table and squeezed her knee, making Buffy squeal.

"Hurry up and finish, we have places to go." He grinned at her.

"Where?" She asked, before biting into her turkey sandwich.

"Statue of Liberty."

"Awesome." She replied, and held her sandwich across the table. "Want some?"

Angel eagerly nodded; he was still hungry after all.

Angel never laughed so hard as when he saw the look on Buffy's face when he paid for a child's ticket for her on the boat to the Statue of Liberty.

"That's not funny!" She told him.

"What? If you are 17 and under, you are considered a child. You are 17, at least for a few weeks." He told her as he cuddled next to her.

Buffy instantly brightened. "Yup, in less than a month I will be legally an adult!"

"My little girl is growing up!"

"Am I getting too old for you?" She grinned.

"Kind of, I'll see what I can do with you later!" He promised.

Buffy sighed. "I'll be legally an adult, yet still lacking a drivers license. That bites!"

"That's all right, you have me, your own personal chauffeur."

Buffy giggled. "That's right, I do! Would you mind wearing a little chauffeur's uniform? I go wild for a man in uniform!"

"Buffy!" Angel replied, astonished.

Buffy shrugged. "This is all *your* fault!"

Angel sighed, hugging her to his chest. "You're right, it is!"

He surveyed their surroundings. They were pretty much alone. It was somewhat romantic; they had a couple more minutes before they would reach the statue. This was his chance. He looked down at her head leaning against his chest. He needed to pull away, reach into his pocket, and ask.

They walked off the boat, Buffy happily pulling Angel along. He couldn't believe himself. He completely froze there. He had a great opportunity and he just let it pass! What was he going to do?!

Part Eight

"This is the first time you've ever eaten Chinese food, isn't it?" Buffy asked Angel, who was tearing an eggroll apart to see what exactly was inside it.

"Yeah, how could you tell?"

"Generally you *eat* your food, not dissect it."

"I just want to see what's inside it."

Buffy shrugged, then reached inside the large bag of fortune cookies she had purchased. She broke on in half and read from the little slip of paper inside it. "You will be making an important decision in the coming days. Follow your heart."

Angel was glad he didn't have any food in his mouth or he would have choked.

Buffy raised her eyebrow and smiled at him. "Damn, I was hoping to find one that said 'You will be getting laid sometime in the near future.'"

Angel gave her a look and sarcastically told her "Oh yeah, your sex life is close to nonexistent."

"Well, we're on vacation Angel! We have no interruptions, no Mom, no Giles, and-most importantly-no Xander. Yet last night we cuddled!" She replied, peering more closely at him, her face filled with concern. "Is something wrong? Something about me?"

Angel shook his head ardently. "No, Baby, there is nothing wrong with you. Just because I don't make love to you every night doesn't mean I don't love you every second of the day."

"You sure?"

"Of course!"

Buffy sighed. "Good, you've been acting weird lately, you had me worried."

"Weird?"

"Yeah, you seem nervous about something."

Angel gave her an innocent look. "Nope, nothing I'm nervous about."

Buffy shrugged, brushing it off to her own paranoia. Angel breathed a sigh of relief.

"Oh, I forgot to tell you." Angel said, reaching into the inner breast pocket of his coat. "I figured it would be senseless for us to sit home on a Saturday night in New York City, so I got us tickets to a Broadway play at eight o'clock tonight."

"Oh cool." Buffy replied, then furrowed her brow. "We aren't seeing 'Cats' are we?"

"Uh, no, it's called 'Rent'. Did you want to see 'Cats'?"

"No!" Buffy told him, thrilled. "I've heard that 'Rent' is really good!"

"Oh, good." Angel replied, pleased with himself for making the right choice. Now all he had to worry about was asking her one simple question! What was so hard about it?! She would either say "yes" or "no." Then at least it would be over with!

Angel wrapped his arm around his girlfriend as they walked out of the crowded theater.

"Did you like it?"

"I did! And you even stayed awake!" Buffy replied, laughing.

Angel laughed along with her and tickled her side. "I actually liked it myself."

"It was so sad, yet so romantic."

"I can't believe you cried!" Angel grinned.

"It was sad Angel!"

"Yeah, but it was just a play."

"It doesn't matter." She argued. "It still made me feel! Besides it had a very true to real life message."

"What's that?"

"Love conquers all. You and I are living proof of that."

"We sure are." He agreed before leaning down and kissing her.

Buffy shivered. "It is freezing out here! I can't believe it hasn't snowed!"

"Let's get you inside before you get sick or something." He said, then moved to the curb to hail a cab.

Soon after, a cab pulled over and they were back in their hotel. Buffy took Angel's words to heart, and quickly changed into her silk nightie, not even attempting to play seductress. Angel was wearing only a pair of silk boxers. The heater was on, and there were many blankets on the bed, so their suite was nice and toasty.

Buffy realized she was pretty tired. The play had lasted almost three hours, so it was already well after eleven, and Angel had dragged her out of bed early so that they could thoroughly explore Chinatown and Little Italy. They kissed goodnight and Buffy was soon asleep, on her side, facing away from Angel.

Angel mentally cursed himself again. Why did she only listen to him when he really did not want her to? He wanted her so badly, yet she was sound asleep. He moved up behind her sleeping form, wrapping an arm around her waist, and nuzzling his head in her neck. He hoped that just being close to her would be enough until she woke up in the morning.

He was wrong.

Being pressed up against her warm body just made his arousal grow, literally. He considered just shaking her awake, but that seemed a little selfish. She was sleeping peacefully.

After a few minutes, Angel took to trying to "accidentally" wake her. He bounced his body up and down on the bed, hoping the shaking would awaken Buffy. It didn't work. Everything he tried didn't work. He was actually about to pinch her when he realized how ridiculous he was being. He could either be the caring, sensuous lover he usually was; or he could take care of this himself.

Quickly deciding against the latter, he wrapped his arms tightly around her waist, pressing his erection into her buttocks. Buffy moaned in response. He started licking and kissing her shoulder, sliding the spaghetti strap from her nightie down with his teeth.

Buffy slowly came awake. "Angel?" She called sleepily.

Angel chuckled. "You were expecting someone else?"

Buffy giggled. "Never."

Before she knew what was happening, Angel had her nightie down around her waist. He moved his hand up and caressed her breast; Buffy arched her back and moaned. Her breath caught in her throat as he began to rub her nipple with his thumb. Angel continued to kiss her neck. Angel lost himself in her. She was soft, silky, and warm. He craved her. Angel could spend the rest of his life touching and tasting Buffy and still not get enough of her.

Angel's hand drifted lower on her body, reaching inside her panties. He slid one finger inside her moist center, eliciting another moan from Buffy. She shifted her position to grant him better access.

He slid a second finger deep inside her, amazed at her wetness already. He adored how responsive she was to his ministrations, no matter how many times they did something. He started to rub her clitoris gently with his thumb.

"Angel!" Buffy screeched. "Please, I need you inside me now, oh please!"

Together they pulled her panties down her legs and Angel quickly pulled his boxers off. Buffy parted her legs and felt him slowly enter her, filling her completely. She arched back, placing her head against his shoulder. It felt to incredible to be embedded in her warmth that Angel had to resist coming right them and there.

He entwined her fingers in her own, and brought their hands back down to her clit. Tenderly, they both rubbed her hard nubbin. As their pleasure grew, Angel thrust faster and harder. He moved his other arm under her, playing with the nipple of her other breast.

Buffy couldn't take it any longer. She started coming, her bucking her hips and repeating his name over and over like a mantra. They feeling of her tight walls squeezing tightly around him grew to be too much, and he exploded inside her, filling her with his seed.

He pulled Buffy around so that she was facing him. They kissed each other deeply and full of passion.

Still panting, Buffy smiled and said, "I love you."

Angel pulled her face to his chest and replied. "I love you too Baby."

As Buffy drifted off to sleep, Angel got an idea. He could make a few telephone calls in the morning and then it would all be arranged. He drifted off to sleep his mind at ease with the knowledge that he had a plan.

Part Nine

"Why won't you tell me where we're going?"

"Because if I told you, it wouldn't be a surprise!"

"How do I know if I'm dressed right?"

Angel let gaze fall over Buffy's body with admiration. She had on tight black leggings, black ankle boots, and a powder blue angora v-neck sweater. She was also holding her heavy winter coat, after Angel had insisted she would need it.

"You're dressed perfectly." He told her with a smile.

She smiled back. "Please? Please tell me! I have no patience and I just *gotta* know!"

"You'll find out in a minute, okay?"

Buffy sighed. "Fine."

Angel saw what they were waiting for and grabbed Buffy's hand, pulling her to the lobby doors. Once outside, Buffy gasped, seeing a carriage with horses and everything waiting them.

"Would Milady care to accompany me on a ride through the park?" Angel asked, smiling over at her and offering her his arm.

Buffy grinned and took his arm. "I'd be honored kind sir."

"This is so nice." Buffy smiled, cuddling closer to him. "It really is beautiful."

"So are you." Angel replied, leaning down to kiss her.

"I can't believe you are so romantic!"

"You have *yet* to see my romantic side!"

"Mmm, *that* I can't wait to see." She said, grinning.

All of a sudden, Buffy felt something wet on her nose. She looked up and, low
and behold, it was snowing.

Buffy squealed. "Snow!"

"It's actually more like a flurry Honey."

"It's the white stuff, that is all that matters!"

Angel smiled and wrapped both of his arms around her. Buffy nuzzled up against him again.

"So, now will you tell me what our plans are?"

"I suppose. I thought we'd take a walk around the pond and then go eat dinner at Tavern on the Green." Angel told her.

"That sounds great!"

"You'll love it."

"I have always heard about bad things happening in Central Park, I had no idea what a peaceful place it is."

"Oh that's just because you have your big bad boyfriend here to protect you. All the social deviants are staying away." Angel laughed as he walked along side her, holding her hand.

"Oh is *that* it?" Buffy joked, letting him lead her up a beautiful stone bridge.

"Definitely." Angel replied. He felt like he had a million butterflies in his stomach, his mouth felt like he had cotton in it, and his hands were shaking. He had never been more scared in his life.

Buffy was preoccupied with the snow flurries again; staring up at the sky and holding her hands out to catch the white flakes that were blanketing the ground. Angel took the opportunity to take out the small black box from his pocket. He got down on one knee in front of her.

"Buffy." He said softly.

Buffy looked down at him, surprised. Before she could say anything, he held the box and opened it, showing her the one-karat diamond ring she had tried on a few days earlier.

"Will you…marry me?"

Part Ten

"Will you.. marry me?"

Buffy's heart skipped a beat. Her breath stopped altogether. She was in shock.

Finally finding her voice, she answered. "Yes!"

Angel broke out in a huge grin, with Buffy's face soon mirroring his as he took the ring out of the box and slid it on her finger. He swiftly stood and swept Buffy up in his arms, kissing her lovingly while he swung in a circle.

He broke the kiss and declared. "I love you Buff, always."

Buffy giggled. "I love you too! I can't believe it!"

"Believe it. I love you more than I have ever loved anyone or anything in all my life. I want to spend every waking moment with you."

"Are you sure about that?" Buffy teased. "You know how PMSy I get!"

Angel kissed her again, before setting her down. "Even then you're adorable."

Buffy smiled and stroked the side of his face. "You are so wonderful."

Angel smiled. "I want to give you the best, you deserve nothing less."

And with that, the newly engaged couple headed off to dinner.

All throughout their meal, they couldn't stop gazing lovingly at each other. Buffy kept looking down at her ring and then back up and Angel. To them, they were the only two people in the world.

But they weren't.

And they were annoying the Hell out of a young woman across the way from them.
She and another girl sat alone. They were both beautiful and the only reason they didn't have underwear-model type men hanging all over them was because they were smart enough to know that men were only good for two things: sex and money. So, there was no reason to eat with them!

"It's sick." The first girl said her voice full of disgust, to the girl seated across from her, who was focusing on the menu.

The other girl glanced up and over at the couple. "I think it's cute Mel."

"They are drooling all over each other!" Mel replied.

"Who cares? He's hot!" Her friend replied.

"Oh please, they are so corny Pamela! How can you look at the menu with all that mushy stuff being excreted?!"

"Because I have priorities. My priority right now is to find something edible that is meatless. I swear the world has no respect for vegetarians!" Pamela informed her, waving her hands around dramatically for effect.

"Why don't you just get some alfalfa sprouts?" Mel smirked, she never understood how someone could give up meat and teased her friend endlessly about it.

"Shut up!"

"I have something I want to show you." Buffy said quietly as she pulled Angel into the hotel room. She pulled a small jewelry box out of her backpack that she had used as a carry-on. She opened it and pulled out a necklace that had the Claddaugh ring hanging from it. When he saw what it was, Angel smiled sentimentally at it.

Buffy looked up at him and smiled. "I was never sure if you still wanted me to wear it. But tonight I am."

"Of course I did! I just never brought it up because I'm sure it's connected to bad memories." He exclaimed.

Buffy shook her head. "That was the best night of my life. No, after tonight, it's the second best night of my life."

Angel smiled. "Why wouldn't I want you to wear it?"

Buffy shrugged. "I just figured that after everything that had happened after you gave it to me, you didn't want to be that close."

Angel smiled and wrapped his arms around her, pulling her to him tightly. "That couldn't be further from the truth."

Buffy looked up at him and smiled, she pulled away and put the necklace on.

Angel beamed down at her. "Beautiful."

Buffy pulled his head down for a kiss, her hands exploring his arms and chest. They moved together towards the bed. When Angel felt the backs of his legs hit the side of the bed; he let himself fall, pulling Buffy with him. Quickly, he slid his hands under Buffy's sweater, rubbing her breasts through the silk of her bra. Buffy moaned in utter pleasure, arching her back so that her breasts pressed harder into his palms. Buffy's sweater was soon tugged off her, and tossed aside. They were moving slowly, gently, lovingly. They
had all the time in the world and they wanted to savor each other. Buffy unbuttoned Angel's shirt, kissing bit by bit of skin, as it was uncovered. Angel had his hands on the waistband of her leggings, ready to yank them off, when Buffy stopped him.

"I have an idea." She told him softly, with a smile. She slid off the bed and over to the stereo, quickly slid a CD in, pushed some buttons, and was back in Angel's arms in a matter of seconds.

She kissed him deeply on the mouth, before pulling off her boots and laid back on the pillows, her arms reaching for her husband-to-be. While Buffy had taken off her boots, Angel had slid his shoes off, so he immediately answered his lover's summon.

//From this moment life has begun
From this moment you are the one
Right beside you is where I belong
From this moment on//

They held each other close, kissing softly. Angel soon had his hands in the waistband of her leggings and this time she made no move to stop his as he slowly slid them down her legs; tossing them over the foot of the bed, with his pants soon following. He moved back up to lie alongside her body, taking her face in his hands and kissing her again.

//From this moment I have been blessed
I live only for your happiness
And for your love
I'd give my last breath
From this moment on//

Not breaking their kiss, Angel's hands roamed behind Buffy's back, unclasping her bra with ease. Angel cupped her newly freed breasts with his hands, his thumbs teasing her rosy nipples until they were hard as pebbles. He placed his mouth over one, first tickling it with his tongue, then closing him mouth over it, suckling it. Buffy cried out as waves of intense pleasure rolled over her.

//I give my hand to you with all my heart
Can't wait to live my life with you
Can't wait to start
You and I will never be apart
My dreams came true because of you//

Angel started moving lower on her body, kissing the valley between her breasts. He continued to kiss her down the center of her stomach, dipping his tongue into her belly button. His hands hooked into the sides of her panties. Buffy lifted her hips to help him slide the article down her legs. After he had slid them off completely, he came back to her center, moist with arousal. He hooked her legs over his shoulders and licked her top to bottom. Buffy shuddered and came, bucking her hips and moaning.

//From this moment as long as I live
I will love you
I promise you this
There is nothing I wouldn't give
From this moment on//

Angel didn't stop there; he darted around her nubbin, careful to get close, but not to touch. He slid his tongue deep inside her, her hips thrust up into his mouth. Buffy was clutching the sheets, her knuckles white. Finally, Angel gave in, pressing his tongue to her clitoris. Buffy exploded, writhing all over the bed and screaming his name. Angel smiled, gently pulling her legs off him, and sat up. He pulled his boxers off to reveal his own evidence of arousal.

//You're the reason I believe in love
And you're the answer to my prayers from up above
All we need is just the two of us
My dreams came true because of you//

He blanketed Buffy's body with his own, gently guiding his throbbing member into her. He made love to her slowly, with long leisurely strokes. They kissed each other softly, their tongues dancing with each other. They entwined their fingers on both of their hands. They moved as one. It was hard to tell where Angel ended and Buffy began. As time went on and their pleasure grew, Angel's thrusts were faster, harder, deeper. Buffy
slammed her hips in the air working against him. Buffy had never felt him so deep inside
her before. She felt so full, so complete. She exploded, all rational thought soon giving way to raw emotions and desires. Buffy's vaginal walls squeezing him soon led to Angel's orgasm as well, he plunged deep into her one last time before emptying himself inside her.

//From this moment as long as I live
I will love you
I promise you this
There is nothing I wouldn't give
From this moment//

They lay in bed, in each other's arms, just smiling. Angel kissed Buffy's shoulder and softly ran his fingertips over the warm skin of her arm. They were perfectly content, just being there, touching one another.

//I will love you (I will love you)
As long as I live
From this moment on//

As the song ended, they fell asleep, not needing to tell each other anything. The song had said it for them.

Part Eleven

The next day, to Buffy's immense pleasure, Angel took her back to Radio City Music Hall to see 'You've got Mail.' Buffy adored how the couple met on the Internet and found true love. Angel found it too farfetched to digest. But it was worth it, because Buffy was practically beaming as they left the theater and went out for an early dinner.

While they sat at the table waiting for their food, Buffy stared at her ring. "What are the odds that my mom *won't flip?"

Angel smiled. "100%."

"I wish I could be as positive as you."

Angel held her hand in his and reassured her. "Your mother completely consented to it."

Buffy raised an eyebrow. "Consented? You asked her didn't you? She knew before I did!"

"Well, I had to ask for your hand Buffy, it's a sign if respect. Generally, you are supposed to ask the father, but I thought that since your mother is the parent you live with, I should get her permission."

"Angel, welcome to the 20th!"

Angel grinned. "Okay, I know you hate that we went behind your back, but can't you just be happy that you and I are going to get married and your mom approves?"

Buffy sighed. "I hate when you are so reasonable."

"Your father on the other hand…"

Buffy frowned. "Oh yeah. That could be….difficult."

"We'll get through it, together."

Buffy smiled. "Together."

Buffy stared sadly out the window of the airport. Angel walked up behind her and placed a hand on her shoulder.

"Ready to go Honey? They're boarding the plane." He told her.

Buffy nodded. "Bye bye New York."

"Uh…Baby we're in New Jersey, remember? This is Newark."

Buffy shrugged. "Whatever."

They turned and walked up the gate, standing in line to board the plane.

"You had fun, right?"

"Time of my life!" Buffy grinned.

"Good."

"Do we really have to go home?"

"I'm afraid so."

"Damn." Buffy replied, then a grin spread on her face, "Wanna try the Mile High Club thing again?"


The End