A/N…

Thanks to some of my new reviewers, vampiregeek6511, memsba, Dr.Insanity, Lady Analyn, Seeley's sweetheart and hauntinglybluesy… Also to some very loyal readers like Adjovi and redrider6612, thanks so much for your continued support. I also HAD to send a big hug and a chuckle to Alphie13! You are SO, SO funny!! I LMAO at one of your last reviews and I appreciated so much what you said in your latest post. What an awesome compliment! Thank you very much for your dedication to my fic! You R simply 2 kind and 2 funny!

Okay… A lot of this chapter is just good ol' fashioned smut! Basically PWP! Well there's still a plot, cause the story is still going on, but I think Buffy and Angel needed some good raunchy smut to get them (and me… LOL!) through the rest of the story! So be warned…if you don't like it, I'm sorry, you can scroll through it really fast! ;)

This chapter is especially dedicated to all you Buffy and Angel shippers who have reviewed or pm'd me… Joss never gave us their happy ending. They deserved it and I hope I can just do them justice in this fic:)

BTW… Next chapter I'll devote more to Booth and Brennan's romance and the case again. But I just needed to give Angel and Buffy this moment. Though B and B still figure prominently in the chap., just no smut for them in it… :( Next one:)

Chapter 21…

Upstairs Angel's Room…

In his mind, when making love to Buffy, his soul mate, Angel would lay Buffy down gently on the bed and then gently kiss her, taking her clothes off a bit at a time as he kissed and licked her newly exposed flesh. He would cuddle her and make slow sweet love to her, kissing every little place on her body tenderly and with reverence at her beauty. She'd be his goddess and he'd worship her body accordingly.

In reality, Angel was just too excited for gentle lovemaking. Vocah's spell contributed to his frenzied need, but it only amplified his own very real desire for Buffy. The spell was only bringing their deepest desires forth and making them act on them now, rather than waiting… It was the waiting that had pushed him past the point of being tender. It had been so very, very long since he'd had this woman in his arms and he was on fire with lust and dangerously close to full out of control vamp mode. He fell on the bed with her still in his arms. He was kissing her deeply around his fangs and he was in full game face. He tore at her shirt, ripping it in his haste to get it off her. He growled as she wrapped her thighs around his hips and began to grind herself against his raging hard on. He pulled back and unwrapped her legs from around him. She cried out and tried to wrap herself around him again, craving his touch and the friction.

"Buffy, I can't… I wanna slow down, but I can't. I…Gotta have you… now" He said, his voice hoarse with desire. He looked at her jeans with a frown. "These definitely need to go" he growled out, frustrated at not being able to see all of her. His eyes devoured her as he pulled her jeans and small lace thong down and off her in one smooth motion. "Jesus, you're beautiful…" he breathed, awed at the sight of her here, in his bed. His Buffy, his goddess. The only woman who has ever, ever made him feel human, even though he isn't.

She moaned and immediately wrapped her sleek thighs around his waist again, thrusting up against him just as out of control as he was. "Yes! AngelAngelAngel" she chanted, lost under the powerful influence of Vocah's spell also, Buffy only knew that she'd ached for him for what felt like forever and finally… FINALLY he was here, in her arms making love to her. It was all her fantasies coming true and she was terrified if he didn't make her his right now, she'd open her eyes to find this was a dream and she wouldn't get to experience having Angel… Her Angel, inside her again. "Please Angel…" she moaned softly, gripping him with her strong legs and pulling him flush against her.

Angel was panting, his body was going purely on instinct and it was screaming at him to plunge deeply into her. He was sweating and gasping for unneeded breath. He could almost swear his blood was boiling inside him. His hips pumped wildly against her as he ground his pelvis against the apex of her thighs, growling deeply at her whimpers and deep throated moans. "I'm here baby…" he crooned by her ear, as his hands explored her body, making her shudder and squirm in ecstasy. She arched against him, her cries breathless; she was so close…

"Yeah baby, that's it Buffy… Mo chroi, tá tú go h-álainn … (My heart you are so beautiful) So good... I love you baby" he whispered his sweet love words softly, both in English and Gaelic. His lips brushing her ear continuously as he spoke, making her shiver over and over as he moved his hand between their bodies and his fingers found her hot, wet center and sent her spinning away in rapture.

Downstairs…

Booth walked out of Angel's office; he stopped and looked around. The lobby was deserted. Illyria and Lorne had already went upstairs earlier, Gwen was still sleeping according to Angel, but…"Where the hell did Angel and Buffy go?" he asked himself out loud. He was about to call out for Angel or Buffy, when he heard a voice come from the stairs, behind him.

"They're upstairs…"

He turned and saw Buffy's sister; he believed her name was Dawn, coming down.

"They're upstairs? What are they…?" He stopped his question when he suddenly noticed she had a strange look on her face. Almost… frightened, definitely apprehensive." Hey, Dawn? It is Dawn right?"

She nodded, still giving him a look that made him feel on edge. Like she'd seen a ghost or worse up there.

"Hey, are you alright?" he asked coming over to her as she got to the bottom.

Dawn looked at Booth, still astounded at his uncanny resemblance to Angel… Thinking of Angel made her think of the sounds she'd just heard coming from his room; Angel's and her sister's voices crying out in what could only be sexual pleasure made her flush a bright rosy pink.

"I… uh… Well yeah, I'm all right, right now at least. I just hope uh… Angel is…Alright…I mean… Er… Well I hope we'll all be… Uh, alright, that is… If… Oh God" she sighed, turning away from Booth and biting her lip unsure if she should tell him what was going on upstairs.

Dawn was torn. A part of her wanted to allow Buffy and Angel their privacy and this moment, they more than anyone deserved it, but… and this was a frightening thought; 'What if Angel lost his soul again? Could he still lose his soul? He seemed to definitely have some kind of physical relationship with Gwen, but he wasn't with Gwen right now… He was with Buffy. And Buffy and Angel equaled happiness… Perfect happiness and the last time that happened, it was SO not of the good. And now they were upstairs getting another slice of that happy pie and she was terrified at what might happen now that they were sexually involved again. Which she was still trying to understand how they flew so fast back into that kind of relationship and wasn't he still with Gwen? Oh God!' Dawn thought again, 'this just might be very bad. The LAST thing they needed right now was a surprise appearance by Angelus!'

Booth shot her a penetrating look, "Dawn, what the hell are you talking about? What has you so scared right now? And…What do you mean you hope Angel is alright? Why would he not be alright?"

Her mind racing Dawn looked at Booth, "Well you see… I uh… heard them… My sister and Angel… and well, we might have a problem…" she finished, feeling sick and more than a bit embarrassed to be discussing her sister and her ex-boyfriend's sex life with this man a total stranger who looked just like said ex-boyfriend.

Booth waited, when she didn't finish he raised a brow and prompted, "Heard them what Dawn? What did you hear Angel and Buffy doing?"

She blushed, "Having sex… I heard them having sex." she said softly.

Booth flushed then too. This was definitely NOT what he had expected to hear. He'd thought something had happened to her. He didn't expect nor want to hear that she'd been spying outside Angel's door listening to them… Ugh!! Now he felt embarrassed and a bit voyeuristic also just hearing about Angel and Buffy and them having sex upstairs. That was between them and no one else. He rolled his eyes, then scowled and shot dawn a look that said he was NOT happy she'd just included him in her spying on her sister and Angel.

"And what business is that of yours? And why the hell did you feel the need to tell me about it?" he asked, giving her a look that spoke volumes of his total lack of interest or desire to know that bit of information. He put his hands on his hips, "And so… you uh, what? After spying on your sister and Angel, you just felt a burning need to share this juicy tidbit of information! Why the hell are you even telling me this?"

Dawn flushed, then got angry at what he was saying. "Now wait just a minute! That ISN'T what I was doing you big jerk! You don't understand…"

Booth's eyes widened at her calling HIM a jerk. He shot her an incredulous look, feeling his temper rise he interrupted her. "I'M a jerk?" He rolled his eyes, "This coming from someone who lurks outside bedrooms and gets their kicks listening to her sister have sex with her boyfriend!"

Dawn's blue eyes bulged and she flushed bright red in anger. "I WASN'T lurking! I just… Well heard them… And that's not the point…"

Booth interrupted her, "You were listening outside their door were you not?"

She nodded, "Yes, but…"

Booth snorted, "Then that's spying Dawn. No two ways to look at it. That's spying on something you have no business being a part of" Booth said frowning down at her.

Brennan walked out just then, wondering where Booth had gone. She saw Buffy's sister looking embarrassed and flustered with Booth towering over her looking irritated at the young girl.

"Booth?" she called out, causing both Booth and Dawn to turn her way. She frowned at Booth's look of anger. "What's wrong?" she asked coming to stand next to the two of them.

Booth rolled his eyes, "Well aside from the fact that thanks to Dawn here I now know Buffy and Angel are upstairs doing the wild thing and that's just not a visual I wanted in my head…"

Dawn almost growled at him, "I WASN'T trying to give you a visual OR a cheap thrill. You're being a big nasty rude guy, y'know?"

Booth scoffed and Brennan frowned as she turned to Dawn, "Why would you be listening to Buffy and Angel, Dawn? I think Booth has a valid point here. That is a very private moment between a man and a woman. It's obvious your sister and Angel have very strong feelings and a need for each other, so their giving in to their biological urges is natural for them. It may be a surprise to you that they have renewed their relationship so quickly, but that isn't really any of your business Dawn. I think if you look at this logically, you'll see it's highly inappropriate for you to be listening to them, much less telling others about it, don't you think?" she asked, finding it disturbing too, but wanting Dawn to look at her behavior in a logical way and not get her angrier.

Dawn took a deep breath, looking at this from their point of view. There was a time she would've just stuck her tongue out at Booth and ran away after she'd called him a jerk, but she was a woman now, even if she did call him a jerk and even if she did want to stick her tongue out at the gorgeous Agent too, at least she hadn't done that! Suddenly she thought about how it must seem to Booth. He didn't know about Angel's curse. Thinking of it like that, she saw how ridiculous she must look coming downstairs and blurting out what was happening upstairs to someone who didn't know about Angel and Buffy's past. 'Oh God! I DO look like a freak!' Dawn thought.

She turned to Booth, "I'm sorry for calling you a jerk and a nasty rude guy, but I need to explain something… I wasn't spying, I just heard them and second you don't know what happened the last time uh… Angel and Buffy had sex…"

Booth was placated by her apology and he nodded feeling his stomach clench suddenly getting a gut feeling he WASN'T going to like what happened the last time they'd had sex. "Uh…" Feeling more than a bit uncomfortable asking, but his instincts were now screaming and he pushed the thought aside, "Okay Dawn, what happened the last time they uh… Did the deed?"

Dawn took a deep breath, "Angel lost his soul and became Angelus again…" she whispered, her eyes again filled with fear and not anger.

Brennan gasped and Booth paled. "Whaaaatttt!!" They both exclaimed at the same time.

Upstairs…

Buffy was lost in the sensual web his hands; mouth and words had spun around her heart and senses. She whimpered as she felt his hand slide up the inside of her thigh, then his fingers were there… Where she needed them most. "Oh God! Aaaanngelll!" she screamed as they slid inside her. Bucking against his hand she climaxed violently, nearly tossing him off her with her Slayer strength and the suddenness and intensity of her orgasm! He kissed her as she rode out her release, his fangs nipped at her tongue. Not hard enough to hurt her, she WAS a Slayer, but hard enough to draw blood, which excited them both. He growled again as she wrapped her tongue around his fangs and slid it along one of them sensually. She moaned and kissed him again, deeper this time. Tasting his tongue with her own, savoring his unique taste that was all Angel.

Buffy's hands gripped his hips tightly as she writhed against him. "Need you…Please Angel… Please" she mewled, desperate to have him inside her now. It had been so very long. She could feel the hard ridge of his erection and her hand went to it, sliding along the large column of flesh. Her eyes opened and met Angel's glowing golden eyes as she squeezed his massive erection, before letting her fingers go to work on getting his pants off him.

Angel gasped, his face shifted back to his beautiful human guise, he gazed down at her, love and lust making his dark chocolate eyes nearly black. "Buffy…Oh God… Buffy " he murmured softly, trembling, he felt her hands on the button and zipper of his pants. "Yessss!" he hissed as he felt her release the zipper, allowing his swollen member to spring free.

With the need to claim their mate well into overdrive, neither wanted, nor could tolerate slow and gentle right now. He quickly rid himself of his pants and was back with her in seconds. He looked down into her flushed face; noticing her eyes were deep green. "I love you Buffy" he whispered. "Mo ghra(my love) I wanted this to be slow…" //kiss// "and tender…" //kiss// "Wanted to worship you…" //kiss// "Kiss and caress…" //kiss// "every inch of you…" //kiss// " mo anamchara." (my soulmate) //kiss// He raised his head and looked into her eyes, "But I can't wait any longer. I need to be inside you… Right now baby. Right. Now." He finished with a growl.

Buffy was nodding wholeheartedly, she needed him so badly, and she didn't want to wait any longer. Tender was wonderful and she was certainly enjoying his husky voice whispering in his native language to her as he kissed and loved her. It was beautiful and so sexy, (she made a mental note to ask what the words meant later), but right now she needed him to just take her and make her his again.

"Don't want slow right now Angel. Just want you… Inside. Please!" she cried, running her hands up and down his muscled back and shoulders.

Angel gave a deep guttural groan as he lifted one of her slender legs to his shoulder, the other he wrapped around his hip. He stared into her eyes, "Can I come home baby?' he asked, pressing his shaft up against her entrance.

Buffy whimpered, "Yes! Oh God yes, Angel… Love you…Come home baby, please come…Oh Gooodddd!" She cried, her words ending in a gasp, then a shriek as he plunged all the way inside her in one sure thrust.

It was beautiful. It was like coming home and being reborn all at the same time. Angel looked down at her as he made love to her and knew he was never letting her go again. No matter what they had to go through, no matter what they HAD gone through, this was right. For once in his life he was going to fight for his own happiness with the same determination as he fought the demons of the world.

He felt her muscles begin to contract around him signaling her impending climax. He watched her face as he sped up his thrusts. Watching as a red flush swept up and over her chest and face. He could hear her heartbeat, almost smell her blood flowing faster and his face shifted.

"Buffy…" he moaned, burying his face in her neck as he began to pump wildly into her, knowing he was so close too.

Buffy felt the ridges of his brow and turned her neck to the side, baring her throat to him. "Do it…" she whispered raggedly.

"Buffy…" he shook his head no, but she pressed his face closer.

"Please…I want you to…Please Angel now!" she was just there, her body was so close to spinning out of control. She desperately wanted to feel his teeth inside her too. "Please!" she begged and pressed his face against her neck harder.

Angelus roared inside him. Rattling the bars of his prison. Screaming inside him to bite her, take her like he wanted. Like the demon wanted. Angel groaned and gave in. She wanted it, he wanted it and his demon was dying for it, so why was he fighting it. She wasn't disgusted by him or his demon, so why was he acting like she didn't know or love what he was? He had to stop acting guilty, embarrassed or ashamed of whom he was around her or this wouldn't work. She loved him. All of him. He licked the area he had only recently opened again, laving it gently with his tongue before sinking his fangs slowly into her flesh.

To Buffy, it was the most erotically tender assault on her senses. Being impaled by his fangs while he was moving so deeply inside her was just mind blowing and it sent her headlong over the edge, screaming mindlessly into an overwhelmingly powerful orgasm.

At the first taste of her Angel hit his own peak. Plunging deep once more, he spilled himself inside her, burying his face deeper into her neck, his roar of release was muffled by her flesh as his body shuddered with the force of his climax.

Downstairs…

To say Booth and Brennan were shocked and horrified would be putting it mildly.

"He what?" Booth asked again, praying he'd misunderstood her.

Dawn frowned, "He became Angelus again. Pretty much terrorized the whole town, stalked Buffy and killed one of the teachers at Buffy's high school"

Booth shot Brennan a look, appalled. Then he whipped back around, "Did you say High School?" he asked.

Dawn nodded. "Yeah her name was Jenny Callendar, she was Buffy's watcher's girlfriend too, so Giles pretty much hated Angel after that. Even though really it wasn't Angel who did it. Angelus did, but… Well they have the same body so…" Seeing Booth and Brennan's horrified expressions she trailed off, feeling uncomfortable to be telling them about Angel without him here to defend himself. Not that he would though. He had felt so guilty for that.

Booth felt a shiver run up his spine at the man he'd met, a man he was truly becoming to like turning back into the monster he'd spent several hours reading about. Angel's demon was an evil son of a bitch and Booth had absolutely NO desire to meet that thing first hand.

"Shit!" he gritted out looking at Bones. "How the fuck are we going to know if Angel's Angelus?" he asked Dawn, knowing he'd kill Angel before he'd let him hurt Bones or anyone else for that matter. He liked Angel, but if he came down here evil Booth would do everything in his power to kill him.

"Oh bloody hell" Spike's voice came from behind them all. "I take it the poof and the Slayer are shagging an you all think he's gonna go all psycho again?"

Booth turned, "You KNOW he gets like this when he has sex?" Booth asked astounded at Spike's and for that matter Angel's casual disregard for people's safety.

Spike raised a scarred brow, "It's not sex that does it mate… Just the Slayer." He then turned to Dawn. "So you told 'im 'bout the last time between Angel and the Slayer?"

Dawn nodded, "They're uh…"

Spike nodded, "Yeah I know what they're bloody well doin nibblet, but before ya 'ad ta go an tell everyone about some of Angel's past… Something he might 'ave wanted ta tell them 'imself, I might add…" he said, his blue eyes bright with anger. "Did ya ever wonder that even though he's a domineering git sometimes Angel would NEVER do anything to bring out Angelus, Dawn. Did ya ever think he has given up so much, even gave up the Slayer to keep that very thing from 'appening years ago! So why would he just say sod it all an let the demon loose now eh?"

Dawn had never seen Spike angry like this. At least not at her that is. Nor had she ever seen him defend Angel like this. She stepped back from him. "I'm… I'm sorry Spike…I just…"

Spike took a deep breath, "I know nibblet, but ya shoulda talked ta me first." He said softly. He looked at Booth, "No offense mate, but ya don't know a bleedin thing about my sire. He'd never 'urt the Slayer or any of ya so you can just take your 'and off that gun of yours got it? Besides bullets wouldn't stop Angelus, trust me, it'd jus really piss the prick off!" Spike said with a nod and a smirk.

He looked around, deciding to tell them the truth, normally he might have fun with this situation, but seeing the look on Booth's face and knowing that Dawn had told him about Angelus, Spike wasn't laughing. This was going to hurt Angel and no matter how much his bloody sire pissed him off he didn't want to see him in pain. 'Now who's becoming a poof?!' he thought to himself.

He sighed and met Booth's eyes, "'Sides Angel's soul is fine all bound up nice an tight so there be no Angelus comin out ta play anytime soon, alright?"

Booth and Brennan both looked relieved, yet Booth couldn't help but wonder how safe they all really were around Angel if he could turn back into the monster like that.

Everyone was lost in their own thoughts. Dawn feeling horribly guilty for jumping to conclusions.

Brennan feeling terribly sad for the handsome vampire who had obviously suffered so much.

Booth still feeling more than a bit freaked out that there was even the slightest chance Angel could ever revert to Angelus.

Spike who was worried about how Angel would react to hearing Booth had heard about Sunnydale and Angelus through the nibblet and not him, had a second of warning, the tingle that raced up his spine right before he heard her voice.

"Oh lookee what we 'ave 'ere. It's my Spike an…" She glided in, her dark eyes focused intently as if transfixed on Booth. "Ooohhhn what's this? It's a warm and squidgy Daddy!"

Spike's eyes bulged and he swore his undead heart just jumped up and lodged in his throat as he gasped out, "Dru…"