A/N: Here it is! The long awaited trip to Mexico!!! Hope you all enjoy!
Chapter 11
It was Saturday morning before Buffy got to spend any time on the Mexican beach just outside the villa Angel had rented.
After their plane had landed on Friday afternoon, they'd gotten settled in the villa and engaged in loud, playful sex. After that, Angel had taken Buffy to a quaint little shopping district, where he held her hand as she "oohed" and "aahed" over intricate jewelry, colorful fabrics, and delicious smelling perfumes. Then, he'd taken her to dinner at a restaurant that featured a live salsa band and after eating their fill of wonderful Mexican food, Buffy playfully pulled Angel onto the dance floor.
That night, Angel made achingly sweet love to Buffy, taking the time they didn't have in Los Angeles to worship every inch of her body. They fell into a blissful sleep, curled around each other for the first time since getting back together.
Saturday morning, Angel wanted to stay in bed. Buffy appeased him by taking care of his morning…problem, and then danced away when he reached for her, dashing into the bathroom to get dressed.
Now, she was stretched out on her back while the Mexico sun beat down on her. She didn't want to tan too drastically, or Riley would notice, but she wasn't going to let this tropical chance pass her by.
With her eyes closed, she didn't see Angel emerge from the water, soaking wet, and move quietly towards her.
She shrieked when he fell to his hands and knees over her, shaking water onto her.
"Angel! Stop! Baby, stop it!" Buffy laughed as Angel let his body collapse on top of her, soaking her through. He pressed kisses to her face, loving the taste of Buffy and coconut sunscreen.
"Sorry, you looked hot." Buffy didn't think he sounded very sorry at all. She shot him a withering glare and then rolled over to snuggle up to his side.
"How was the water?"
"Great. Wanna see for yourself?"
Before Buffy could protest, Angel had scooped her up and was running for the water. Buffy giggled and then shrieked again when he tossed her in.
"Angel! Ugh, I hate you!" Buffy screamed playfully, smoothing back her now wet hair.
"Nah, you love me," Angel said, his voice husky as he pulled her into his arms. The water buoyed Buffy as she jumped up and locked her legs around his waist.
For long minutes they kissed in the water, exploring each other's mouths, so happy to be able to kiss in the open.
"Can we go back to the villa now?" Angel moaned as Buffy sucked on his neck. He felt her smirk against his skin.
"Sure baby," she answered, rubbing herself against Angel's obvious arousal. She planted one last kiss on his lips before slipping out of his embrace and heading for shore. "Whoever gets there first gets to be on top!"
Angel grinned and gave her ten seconds before dashing after her.
*
"Oh God! Harder, Angel, please!" Buffy didn't bother to tamp down on her screams as Angel pounded her into the mattress.
Angel responded to her cries, thrusting as hard as he could. The headboard smacked against the wall and the mattress springs groaned with their furious coupling. Sensing that he was close, Angel reached down and circled his fingers around Buffy's clit before pinching it.
Buffy screamed as she came, and seconds later Angel joined her.
He collapsed on top of her for a moment before rolling off and pulling her close. Buffy buried her face into his chest, pressing small kisses on the smooth skin there.
"Can we stay here forever?" Buffy asked, her voice muffled by his chest. He grinned and pressed a kiss to the top of her head.
"I wish, love. But we both have jobs to get back to. Not to mention the husband you need to leave." Buffy sighed.
"All right, we'll go home tomorrow. But for now…" Angel grinned as Buffy rolled over him, nipping at his lips until his tongue flicked out to taste her.
She playfully pulled away just as he moved to deepen the kiss and made her way down his chest, raking fingernails over his nipples until he shuddered. Her tongue traced the lines of his fabulous abs until she reached the 'V' of his pelvis. He felt her smile against his skin as she nibbled at his pelvic bone until her nose brushed the wiry hair surrounding his rapidly hardening cock.
"Buffy," Angel groaned, sifting his fingers through her hair. She looked up at him with a wicked smile.
"Yes?"
"Don't stop." Her smile widened as she took him into her mouth, swirling her tongue around the head as her hand went to his balls, rolling them in her palm. His hips arched up as she sucked him down, deep-throating him like a pro.
Angel had never been a casual observer. He hated just sitting back and watching others do anything, so he flipped them until his face was buried between her legs. He gently parted her with his fingers, lashing his tongue out to tap at her clit. He felt the tremor that went through her, but she never once stopped the movements of her hot little mouth.
He lapped at her juices before inserting a finger, pumping it slowly in and out as his tongue traced around her clit, groaning against her delicate skin when she hummed around his cock.
"God, Buffy," he whispered, panting heavily. He was so close to coming, and he wanted her to be right there with him. Doubling his efforts, he sped up the movements of his finger and adding a second as he gently bit down on her clit.
Buffy screamed and he groaned as they came together. Once Angel felt like he could move again, he sat up against the headboard and pulled Buffy close.
"I love you," she whispered before drifting into a blissful sleep.
"I love you."
*
Buffy woke up, wincing slightly as Angel's large hand massaged one of her breasts. She shifted, lacing her fingers through his and settling their clasped hands on her stomach.
"Sorry baby, but that sort of hurts," Buffy murmured as she snuggled back into his embrace.
"Was I too rough?" Angel asked, frowning.
"Not really. They're just tender today." Angel groaned at her words and she lightly smacked him.
"What?" Buffy asked, slightly offended. Angel pressed a kiss to her shoulder.
"That just means you're gonna start your period, which means that our fun is over," Angel whimpered.
"Nuh-uh!"
"Sweetie, I love you, but you're a bear when you've got your period."
"Fuck you," Buffy giggled. "But I probably am gonna start it today…it's like a week late."
They laid there for another few minutes, both drifting, until Buffy bolted upright.
"Oh my God!" She cried.
"What?" Angel asked with an amused grin on his face.
"Angel…we haven't….I mean, we never…oh my God…."
Angel was actually concerned now, so he sat up and put a reassuring hand on her shoulder.
"Buffy, baby, what's wrong?"
Buffy took a shaky breath and turned to him with teary eyes. For a few moments she just looked at him, fear evident in her gaze.
"Angel…I think I might be pregnant."
* July 14, 1997 *
"Angel, I think I might be pregnant," Buffy sobbed over the phone. Panic gripped Angel's heart, but he forced himself to be calm for Buffy.
"Ok, baby, where are you?" Angel asked. He heard her sniffle a few times before she answered.
"I'm at the pond."
"Okay. Buffy, I'll be there in fifteen minutes. Just wait for me, okay?"
He heard her agree and was out the door.
Was he ready to be a father?
He rushed to the pond and found Buffy curled in the grass near the water's edge. He sat down behind her and pulled her into his lap. She immediately curled into him, grabbing fistfuls of his shirt and sobbing on his chest.
"Honey, it'll be okay. I love you."
"Angel, we're seventeen! We're not ready to be parents!"
"We'll deal with that when the time comes. How about you tell me why you think you're pregnant?" Angel smoothed a hand over Buffy's hair, willing his body not to shake. Buffy sniffled and took a few moments to calm herself.
"I realized this afternoon when I went to take my Pill that I had somehow missed two. Two, Angel! Two! And we've really been going at it lately, like three freaking times a day!" Buffy was working herself into hysterics again, and Angel hurried to calm her down.
"Okay, sweetie, breathe. Are you late yet?"
"No. We've still got like two weeks until we'll know anything for sure," Buffy explained. She heaved a shuddering sigh and buried her face in the crook of Angel's neck.
"Ok, so we wait for two weeks. Buffy, whatever happens…we'll deal."
"Promise?" As Angel looked into her watery green eyes, he knew that his words were the truest he'd ever spoken.
"Promise. I love you."
* Present *
"What?" Angel's voice was barely a whisper, but in the absolute quiet of the villa's master bedroom…Buffy heard it clear as day.
"I think…maybe…Oh God. Angel, I'm pretty sure I'm pregnant," Buffy whimpered.
"Like the way you were pretty sure last time? Or really pretty sure?" Buffy frowned, upset that Angel wasn't more upset.
"Really pretty sure! I'm a week late, my breasts are sore, and hello? We haven't been using protection!" Angel wrapped an arm around Buffy and pulled her close.
"You aren't on the Pill?"
"Well, I was. But my prescription ran out and with the stress of moving here I forgot to get it refilled…God, I am so stupid!"
"Buffy, baby, no you're not. Look, when we get home you can take a test and we'll know for sure. Okay?"
"Okay. Thank you for not freaking out about this."
"Sweetie, I've waited ten years to have a baby with you…" Buffy heard the realization at the end of Angel's statement.
"I don't know, Angel. I mean, if I am, and I've figured the timing right, then yes, it's yours. If not…well, I can't say for sure." Angel surprised her with a deep kiss that left her breathless.
"It doesn't matter. I love you."
*
Buffy was so nervous she thought she might throw up the Saltines she'd had for lunch as she waited for the pregnancy test to be ready. She and Angel had tried to put the possibility of her being pregnant out of their minds for the rest of their trip, and it had worked…mostly.
Now, it was Monday afternoon and Buffy was home from work, wanting to take the test in private.
The small timer she had set beeped loudly, making Buffy jump. She rushed into the bathroom where the test was waiting and squeezed her eyes shut as she picked it up. Taking a deep breath and counting to ten, Buffy steeled her resolve.
A blue plus sign was staring back at her.
"Oh my God," she whispered.
The phone rang and she absently picked it up.
"Hello?" She breathed.
"Buffy? Are you okay?" Willow asked. Buffy nodded and then realized that Willow couldn't see her.
"Uh huh."
"Buffy, why aren't you at work? I called your office and Hillary said you went home sick! Do you need anything?" Buffy could hear the panic in her best friend's voice.
"Just the name of a good obstetrician, if you know of one," Buffy said, a small smile spreading over her face.
"Buffy, if you need a doc…wait, did you say obstetrician?"
"Yeah, Will, I did."
"You and Riley are having a baby?" Willow squealed with delight. Buffy's face fell.
"No Will…at least I don't think so. Angel and I are having a baby."
"You can't know for sure though can you?"
"Not until I can prove paternity, no. But Will, I've had much more sex with Angel than I have with Riley. Please, Willow, just be happy that I'm having a baby, no matter who the father is," Buffy begged. There was a pause on Willow's end.
"Alright, Buffy. I'm happy for you. Are you still going to leave Riley?"
"Tonight. I'm going to Angel's office to confirm our suspicions about the baby, and then I'm going to talk to Riley."
"Good luck, Buffy. If you want someone to go to the doctor's with you, I'd be happy to come along."
"Thank you Willow. I'll let you know." Buffy hung up the phone and went to the bedroom she wouldn't share with Riley for much longer and picked out a pair of sexy black lingerie to wear under her clothing. If she had any say, she and Angel would be celebrating right there on top of his desk.
With a smile, she dumped the test in the bathroom trash and waltzed out the door.
