Title: What the Heart Goes Through
Author: Angelchic612
Rating: PG-13
Disclaimer: I don't own any of the characters in this story. That pleasure goes to Joss Whedon
Author's Note: Dawn does not exist in this story. I felt that she was tying Buffy down too much, so I didn't use her. Oh, and sorry if there are some spelling problems! Thanks to my bud Jenny for helping in my moments of writers block with some awesome ideas!!!
Feedback: PLEASE!!
A/N: DAVID BOREANAZ IS THE HOTTEST!
Vampire Days
Buffy paced away part of the next day. SHe hated being cooped up, but she would have to get used to it.
'How can I do this all day?' Buffy asked herself.
Angel saw how bad being cooped up was affecting Buffy. She tried reading, sleeping, cooking, and training.
"Buffy, this is kinda boring for you, isn't it?" Angel asked sympathetically.
"Well...kinda," Buffy admitted.
"We could talk," Angel suggested.
Buffy sat next to Angel, and they talked for the few remaining hours of sunlight. They talked about their lives, mostly childhood.
Once the sun went down, Buffy and Angel went out.
"I've got to get one of those dusters, it gives you a super hero look," Buffy said, laughing. Angel wrapped his arm around her waist. She hugged him tightly.
They entered the cemetery, looking for some vampires to stake.
Buffy felt a presence in her mind, almost like a 'spider sense'.
"Vampires", Buffy said.
She whipped out her stake and marched over to a tree. Spike appeared behind it.
"Well, hello there Slayer," Spike said mockingly.
"What are you doing here Spike?" Buffy asked, annoyed.
"Lurking. Thats what we creatures of the night do. You wouldn't know anything about it," Spike answered.
"Oh, I bet I would," Buffy said, morphing into 'vamp face'.
"What the..bloody hell!" Spike said. He sauntered up closer to her and got a seductive smile on his face. He boldly placed his hands on her waist.
"Ya know, you and me could be great together. Take over Sunnyhell..."Spike said, adding "not to metion the fact that I've wanted you for a long time."
Buffy looked at Spike with disgust.
"Get your hands off me," Buffy growled.
"Why don't you make me?" Spike asked, smiling slightly.
"Why don't I?" Angel asked, stepping from the shadows where he had been standing.
"Peac..uh..Angel..didn't see you there," Spike said shakily. He knew that this was his sire's mate, and yet he had still dared to come on to her. He was suddenly glad that Angelus wasn't out to play right about now.
"I thought I told you to stay away from her," Angel growled.
He moved to grab Spike, but Buffy stopped him.
"We've got company," Buffy said. Angel turned around to see vampires surrounding them.
Buffy sprang into action, dusting a vampire before he knew what hit him.
Angel and Buffy worked gracefully together, each knowing the others move.
More and more vamps came, baring down on them. They seperated Buffy and Angel, taking them to diffrent parts of the cemetery.
Buffy wasn't held by as many vampires as Angel was. She dusted the three that were holding her.
Buffy set out to find Angel, all her senses screaming out for him. She was so concentrated on trying to sense Angel that she didn't hear someone come up behind her until they hit her in the head with a lead baseball bat, knocking her out.
Angel struggled against the vampires, breaking free. He broke the neck of the first, which, with the combonation of being the feared Angel(us), made the rest run in fear. Then Angel began to search for Buffy.
Buffy awoke in a dark place, and once her eyes adjusted, she found that her legs and arms were chained to a bed. She tried to sit up but found that she had no range of movement. She looked over as someone came over and lighted a candle on the bedside table.
"Hello pet," Spike said.
"Spike? What the hell is going on? Why am I chained to your bed?" Buffy asked groggily.
"Cause you came for a visit, remember? I want you Buffy. I can tell that you want me too," Spike said, his voice husky.
Buffy understood what that meant, and began to struggle against her restraints.
Spike came over and sat next to her on the bed. "No need to struggle pet. They're titanium. Your not going anywhere," Spike said. He then began to remove her boots, pulling them off slowly. Then he unzipped her leather pants, pulling them off and still struggling Buffy and throwing them aside.
He ran his hand up and down her thigh. Buffy winced and tried to move away from his touch. Spike then ripped off the silk shirt she had been wearing, throwing it on top of the pants. All that was left now was her bra and panties. 'Why did I have to wear all black? And a thong...!'she thought.
Spike stripped down to his boxers quickly and climbed on top of Buffy. He kissed her stomach, her muscles tensing up. She began to cry softly while Spike continued. He cupped her breast through her silk bra before moving up to kiss her mouth. When he stuck his tounge in her mouth, she bit down. Spike yelped in pain, a small amount of blood coming from his mouth.
"You want to play rough, eh?" Spike asked. He slapped Buffy, and she let out a small whimper. She was the slayer and a vampire, and yet she was helpless to defend herself.
Spike climbed on top of Buffy, straddiling her. He was about to unhook her bra when he got a pained look on his face. A second later, he exploded into dust. Buffy looked with amazement to see Angel standing there with a stake in his hand.
"Goodbye William," Angel said.
"Angel! Thank gawd!" Buffy said breaking down into tears again. Angel grabbed the key to her chains and unlocked Buffy.
She sat up, looking into Angel's eyes. He drew her into a standing position. Buffy leaned in, clinging to him. Angel hugged her tightly.
"I'm so sorry I couldn't get here sooner," Angel said.
"I'm glad you got here as soon as you did," Buffy said.
"Come on, we gotta get out of here before the sun comes up.."Angel said.
Buffy began looking for her clothes. Her shirt was beyond repair, so she wore everything else home with Angel's duster on top.
Buffy and Angel got back to the mansion with only about 20 minutes to spare. Buffy began stripping has she walked through the mansion, heading for the shower. She hopped in and let the warm water rush over her. She began washing her skin, but when she thought about Spikes hands on her, she began to scrub hard. Soon her skin was rubbed raw and bleeding. She sunk to the shower floor and began to cry. She couldn't get the image of Spike on her, ripping her clothes off out of her head.'Oh gawd' Buffy thought, 'I feel so dirty'. She got back up and proceeded to wash her hair several times. Angel was starting to worry. Buffy's shower was verging on half and hour.
"Buffy?" Angel asked, going to the bathroom door. He tried to enter, but found it locked. Angel kicked the door in once he heard her crying on the other side.
"Buffy!" Angel said when he saw her in the shower. He found her in a ball at the back of the shower. Her skin was raw and bleeding. Angel reached in and turned off the hot water. Then, he saw how badly Buffy's arms were bleeding. "Oh baby", Angel whispered. Buffy was rocking back and forth, staring off into space. When Angel tried to touch her, she tried to move away from him.
"Buffy..its me..Angel. Come on..." Angel said, pleading. Buffy snapped out of her trance and lowly answered "Angel?" She slowly stood up and came towards him. Angel grabbed a towel and wrapped her lightly in it. She looked terrible with big welts on her arms. Angel carried her out to the bedroom and set her on the bed.
"Are you gonna be ok? Buffy..he's gone. Dead. He's not coming back," Angel said, stroking her cheek. Buffy nodded her head, showing that he was right and that she believed it. She crawled up the bed threw away the towel before getting into bed.
Buffy slept soundly, her back pressed against Angel's chest. Angel's arms encircled her. Buffy dreamed of the perfect life with Angel. Kids, making love every night, and being normal. She woke up with a smile on her face. Buffy turned around to find Angel watching her sleeping.
"Hey beautiful," Angel said.
"Hey handsome," Buffy replied.
"Did you have a good dream?" Angel asked.
"Yeah, I did," Buffy replied. Her smile widened.
"How about some breakfast?" Angel asked, starting to get up.
"No, I like it right here," Buffy said, laying her head on his chest. She sighed, contented.
"So...what exactly are we going to do? Talk?" Angel asked, unsure.
"I have a better idea," Buffy said seductively. She leaned in, grabbing Angel's neck, pulling him down to meet her lips. Buffy moaned as Angel pulled back, away from her.
"Are you sure about this? I mean, what if the Oracles were wrong? I don't ever want to unleash Angelus again," Angel said, sadness in his voice.
"Angel! We'll be fine. Why would the Oracles be wrong?" Buffy asked.
"I don't know, its just.." Angel said, getting up off the bed. Buffy got up and went over to Angel's closet. She pulled out a big nay blue sweater and slipped it over her head. The neck hung down around her shoulders.
Buffy walked into the kitchen, grabbing some blood from the fridge. She quickly drank it down, morphing as she went.
She was standing, washing out her mug when Angel walked up behind her.
"You could have just said you didn't want to..that you don't want me.." Buffy said. Angel spun her around so quickly, she sucked in an unnecessary breath.
"How can you say that? You are so beautiful, how could I not want you! Oh Buffy..." Angel said. Angel kissed her lightly before sweaping her off her feet and taking her into the bedroom. He sat her down on the silky sheets. Then he sat down next to her. Their lips fused together as Angel wrapped his hand behind her head, craddiling it.
Buffy grabbed at the shirt he had put on earlier, pulling it over his head. Angel pulled at the sweater, making Buffy shiver in anticipation.
Angel began kissing her neck on down, leaving a cool trail whereever he went. Buffy wrapped her legs around Angel, and using her slayer strength, flipped them over so she was on top. Buffy leaned down and began to lightly nibble and suck on Angel's ear. She then ran her tounge down the length of his chest, eliciting a growl of pleasure from Angel. Buffy lightly ran her fingers up into his hair. She slid her fingers through it and captured his mouth once again.
But Angel didn't like not being in control, so, in one swift movement, he ended back on top. Angel pinned Buffy's arms above her head, leaving her to his will. Angel bent down, cupping her breasts. Her nipples ached for his touch. Angel rolled them lovingly between his fingers. Buffy moaned loudly.
"Angel, she said, her would full of ecstacy. Angel worked his way down to her thighs, kissing as he went. Buffy was panting now. Angel entered her, thrusting hard. Buffy took it all, wanting more. They both came together, a feeling of extreme pleasure washing over them.
Angel kissed Buffy passionatley, then rolled off her. Buffy snuggled up to Angel, almost on top of him. There Buffy slept all day.
Around Sundown, Buffy awoke, a smile on her face.
Buffy climbed off Angel, trying to not wake him. She grabbed the sweater Angel had taken off her hours ago and walked into the living room. She sat on the couch, picking up one of Angel's many novels.
Buffy tried reading it, but 10 hither's later, she got bored.
Angel woke up. He panicked slightly when he found Buffy missing.
"Buffy?" Angel called out softly. He pictured Buffy doing the same thing when she woke up on her seventeenth birthday.
Angel got up, putting some pants on. He walked into the kitchen, his stomach growling. He got some blood out, guzziling it down. Buffy, hearing the fridge close, called out, "Angel?"
Angel came into the living room. "There you are! I was wondering where you went," Angel said.
"Right here," Buffy said, stretching. She went over to Angel and wrapped her arms around his neck.
"How are you feeling?" Angel asked.
"Wonderful, spectacular, excellent..." Buffy answered, looking in Angel's eyes.
"Really? Good.." Angel said, smiling. Buffy began tracing circles on Angel's chest. He bent down, pulling her head up to capture it in a kiss.
Angel reached down, grabbing Buffy's butt and pulling her up. Buffy wrapped her legs around Angel's waist. She leaned in to kiss him more fully.
Angel went over to the couch, sitting down. Angel tore the sweater down the middle.
"Hey...I ..liked..that sweater," Buffy said in between kisses. They broke apart long enough for Angel to say, "I'll buy another one."
Angel pushed Buffy down on the couch and bent over her. They were passionately kissing for several minutes, neither needing air. Angel began 'going down' on Buffy slowly when Xander walked in.
"Buffy? Angel? You guys here?" Xander asked. He was holding a cross.
Xander walked into the living room. Angel looked up, seeing Xander. He got off Buffy and she sat up too.
"Xander!" Buffy said. Xander pulled up his cross, pointing it at Angel.
"Buffy...you two have gone pelvic again! Ok Angelus..." Xander said. He moved closer, pressing the cross closer towards them. Angel winced, and Buffy, never experincing the pain before, morphed.
"Buffy!! Your a vvv...vampire! You bastard...you did this too her!" Xander said, lunging at Angel. Angel quickly moved as Xander flew past, landing on the coffee table and breaking it. It was then that Xander got a good look at Buffy and Angel. Naked.
"Geez! Full Monty!" Xander said, closing his eyes. Buffy and Angel quickly went to put some clothes on before coming back. "You can look again," Buffy said. Xander opened his eyese to find Buffy sitting on Angel's lap.
"Whats going on?" Xander asked confused.
"Here it is..plain and simple.." Buffy said, explaining the biggest details to him.
When she had finished she asked, "Xander. Why are you here? We were kinda in the middle of something," Buffy said exasperated.
"I was sent to check up on you guys.." Xander said.
"And you see that we are fine. I will see you soon. Goodbye," Buffy said. She then turned and passionately kissed Angel. Xander left, muttering "I get the point.
They continued to kiss..then moved on to more exciting things.
TBC....
Author: Angelchic612
Rating: PG-13
Disclaimer: I don't own any of the characters in this story. That pleasure goes to Joss Whedon
Author's Note: Dawn does not exist in this story. I felt that she was tying Buffy down too much, so I didn't use her. Oh, and sorry if there are some spelling problems! Thanks to my bud Jenny for helping in my moments of writers block with some awesome ideas!!!
Feedback: PLEASE!!
A/N: DAVID BOREANAZ IS THE HOTTEST!
Vampire Days
Buffy paced away part of the next day. SHe hated being cooped up, but she would have to get used to it.
'How can I do this all day?' Buffy asked herself.
Angel saw how bad being cooped up was affecting Buffy. She tried reading, sleeping, cooking, and training.
"Buffy, this is kinda boring for you, isn't it?" Angel asked sympathetically.
"Well...kinda," Buffy admitted.
"We could talk," Angel suggested.
Buffy sat next to Angel, and they talked for the few remaining hours of sunlight. They talked about their lives, mostly childhood.
Once the sun went down, Buffy and Angel went out.
"I've got to get one of those dusters, it gives you a super hero look," Buffy said, laughing. Angel wrapped his arm around her waist. She hugged him tightly.
They entered the cemetery, looking for some vampires to stake.
Buffy felt a presence in her mind, almost like a 'spider sense'.
"Vampires", Buffy said.
She whipped out her stake and marched over to a tree. Spike appeared behind it.
"Well, hello there Slayer," Spike said mockingly.
"What are you doing here Spike?" Buffy asked, annoyed.
"Lurking. Thats what we creatures of the night do. You wouldn't know anything about it," Spike answered.
"Oh, I bet I would," Buffy said, morphing into 'vamp face'.
"What the..bloody hell!" Spike said. He sauntered up closer to her and got a seductive smile on his face. He boldly placed his hands on her waist.
"Ya know, you and me could be great together. Take over Sunnyhell..."Spike said, adding "not to metion the fact that I've wanted you for a long time."
Buffy looked at Spike with disgust.
"Get your hands off me," Buffy growled.
"Why don't you make me?" Spike asked, smiling slightly.
"Why don't I?" Angel asked, stepping from the shadows where he had been standing.
"Peac..uh..Angel..didn't see you there," Spike said shakily. He knew that this was his sire's mate, and yet he had still dared to come on to her. He was suddenly glad that Angelus wasn't out to play right about now.
"I thought I told you to stay away from her," Angel growled.
He moved to grab Spike, but Buffy stopped him.
"We've got company," Buffy said. Angel turned around to see vampires surrounding them.
Buffy sprang into action, dusting a vampire before he knew what hit him.
Angel and Buffy worked gracefully together, each knowing the others move.
More and more vamps came, baring down on them. They seperated Buffy and Angel, taking them to diffrent parts of the cemetery.
Buffy wasn't held by as many vampires as Angel was. She dusted the three that were holding her.
Buffy set out to find Angel, all her senses screaming out for him. She was so concentrated on trying to sense Angel that she didn't hear someone come up behind her until they hit her in the head with a lead baseball bat, knocking her out.
Angel struggled against the vampires, breaking free. He broke the neck of the first, which, with the combonation of being the feared Angel(us), made the rest run in fear. Then Angel began to search for Buffy.
Buffy awoke in a dark place, and once her eyes adjusted, she found that her legs and arms were chained to a bed. She tried to sit up but found that she had no range of movement. She looked over as someone came over and lighted a candle on the bedside table.
"Hello pet," Spike said.
"Spike? What the hell is going on? Why am I chained to your bed?" Buffy asked groggily.
"Cause you came for a visit, remember? I want you Buffy. I can tell that you want me too," Spike said, his voice husky.
Buffy understood what that meant, and began to struggle against her restraints.
Spike came over and sat next to her on the bed. "No need to struggle pet. They're titanium. Your not going anywhere," Spike said. He then began to remove her boots, pulling them off slowly. Then he unzipped her leather pants, pulling them off and still struggling Buffy and throwing them aside.
He ran his hand up and down her thigh. Buffy winced and tried to move away from his touch. Spike then ripped off the silk shirt she had been wearing, throwing it on top of the pants. All that was left now was her bra and panties. 'Why did I have to wear all black? And a thong...!'she thought.
Spike stripped down to his boxers quickly and climbed on top of Buffy. He kissed her stomach, her muscles tensing up. She began to cry softly while Spike continued. He cupped her breast through her silk bra before moving up to kiss her mouth. When he stuck his tounge in her mouth, she bit down. Spike yelped in pain, a small amount of blood coming from his mouth.
"You want to play rough, eh?" Spike asked. He slapped Buffy, and she let out a small whimper. She was the slayer and a vampire, and yet she was helpless to defend herself.
Spike climbed on top of Buffy, straddiling her. He was about to unhook her bra when he got a pained look on his face. A second later, he exploded into dust. Buffy looked with amazement to see Angel standing there with a stake in his hand.
"Goodbye William," Angel said.
"Angel! Thank gawd!" Buffy said breaking down into tears again. Angel grabbed the key to her chains and unlocked Buffy.
She sat up, looking into Angel's eyes. He drew her into a standing position. Buffy leaned in, clinging to him. Angel hugged her tightly.
"I'm so sorry I couldn't get here sooner," Angel said.
"I'm glad you got here as soon as you did," Buffy said.
"Come on, we gotta get out of here before the sun comes up.."Angel said.
Buffy began looking for her clothes. Her shirt was beyond repair, so she wore everything else home with Angel's duster on top.
Buffy and Angel got back to the mansion with only about 20 minutes to spare. Buffy began stripping has she walked through the mansion, heading for the shower. She hopped in and let the warm water rush over her. She began washing her skin, but when she thought about Spikes hands on her, she began to scrub hard. Soon her skin was rubbed raw and bleeding. She sunk to the shower floor and began to cry. She couldn't get the image of Spike on her, ripping her clothes off out of her head.'Oh gawd' Buffy thought, 'I feel so dirty'. She got back up and proceeded to wash her hair several times. Angel was starting to worry. Buffy's shower was verging on half and hour.
"Buffy?" Angel asked, going to the bathroom door. He tried to enter, but found it locked. Angel kicked the door in once he heard her crying on the other side.
"Buffy!" Angel said when he saw her in the shower. He found her in a ball at the back of the shower. Her skin was raw and bleeding. Angel reached in and turned off the hot water. Then, he saw how badly Buffy's arms were bleeding. "Oh baby", Angel whispered. Buffy was rocking back and forth, staring off into space. When Angel tried to touch her, she tried to move away from him.
"Buffy..its me..Angel. Come on..." Angel said, pleading. Buffy snapped out of her trance and lowly answered "Angel?" She slowly stood up and came towards him. Angel grabbed a towel and wrapped her lightly in it. She looked terrible with big welts on her arms. Angel carried her out to the bedroom and set her on the bed.
"Are you gonna be ok? Buffy..he's gone. Dead. He's not coming back," Angel said, stroking her cheek. Buffy nodded her head, showing that he was right and that she believed it. She crawled up the bed threw away the towel before getting into bed.
Buffy slept soundly, her back pressed against Angel's chest. Angel's arms encircled her. Buffy dreamed of the perfect life with Angel. Kids, making love every night, and being normal. She woke up with a smile on her face. Buffy turned around to find Angel watching her sleeping.
"Hey beautiful," Angel said.
"Hey handsome," Buffy replied.
"Did you have a good dream?" Angel asked.
"Yeah, I did," Buffy replied. Her smile widened.
"How about some breakfast?" Angel asked, starting to get up.
"No, I like it right here," Buffy said, laying her head on his chest. She sighed, contented.
"So...what exactly are we going to do? Talk?" Angel asked, unsure.
"I have a better idea," Buffy said seductively. She leaned in, grabbing Angel's neck, pulling him down to meet her lips. Buffy moaned as Angel pulled back, away from her.
"Are you sure about this? I mean, what if the Oracles were wrong? I don't ever want to unleash Angelus again," Angel said, sadness in his voice.
"Angel! We'll be fine. Why would the Oracles be wrong?" Buffy asked.
"I don't know, its just.." Angel said, getting up off the bed. Buffy got up and went over to Angel's closet. She pulled out a big nay blue sweater and slipped it over her head. The neck hung down around her shoulders.
Buffy walked into the kitchen, grabbing some blood from the fridge. She quickly drank it down, morphing as she went.
She was standing, washing out her mug when Angel walked up behind her.
"You could have just said you didn't want to..that you don't want me.." Buffy said. Angel spun her around so quickly, she sucked in an unnecessary breath.
"How can you say that? You are so beautiful, how could I not want you! Oh Buffy..." Angel said. Angel kissed her lightly before sweaping her off her feet and taking her into the bedroom. He sat her down on the silky sheets. Then he sat down next to her. Their lips fused together as Angel wrapped his hand behind her head, craddiling it.
Buffy grabbed at the shirt he had put on earlier, pulling it over his head. Angel pulled at the sweater, making Buffy shiver in anticipation.
Angel began kissing her neck on down, leaving a cool trail whereever he went. Buffy wrapped her legs around Angel, and using her slayer strength, flipped them over so she was on top. Buffy leaned down and began to lightly nibble and suck on Angel's ear. She then ran her tounge down the length of his chest, eliciting a growl of pleasure from Angel. Buffy lightly ran her fingers up into his hair. She slid her fingers through it and captured his mouth once again.
But Angel didn't like not being in control, so, in one swift movement, he ended back on top. Angel pinned Buffy's arms above her head, leaving her to his will. Angel bent down, cupping her breasts. Her nipples ached for his touch. Angel rolled them lovingly between his fingers. Buffy moaned loudly.
"Angel, she said, her would full of ecstacy. Angel worked his way down to her thighs, kissing as he went. Buffy was panting now. Angel entered her, thrusting hard. Buffy took it all, wanting more. They both came together, a feeling of extreme pleasure washing over them.
Angel kissed Buffy passionatley, then rolled off her. Buffy snuggled up to Angel, almost on top of him. There Buffy slept all day.
Around Sundown, Buffy awoke, a smile on her face.
Buffy climbed off Angel, trying to not wake him. She grabbed the sweater Angel had taken off her hours ago and walked into the living room. She sat on the couch, picking up one of Angel's many novels.
Buffy tried reading it, but 10 hither's later, she got bored.
Angel woke up. He panicked slightly when he found Buffy missing.
"Buffy?" Angel called out softly. He pictured Buffy doing the same thing when she woke up on her seventeenth birthday.
Angel got up, putting some pants on. He walked into the kitchen, his stomach growling. He got some blood out, guzziling it down. Buffy, hearing the fridge close, called out, "Angel?"
Angel came into the living room. "There you are! I was wondering where you went," Angel said.
"Right here," Buffy said, stretching. She went over to Angel and wrapped her arms around his neck.
"How are you feeling?" Angel asked.
"Wonderful, spectacular, excellent..." Buffy answered, looking in Angel's eyes.
"Really? Good.." Angel said, smiling. Buffy began tracing circles on Angel's chest. He bent down, pulling her head up to capture it in a kiss.
Angel reached down, grabbing Buffy's butt and pulling her up. Buffy wrapped her legs around Angel's waist. She leaned in to kiss him more fully.
Angel went over to the couch, sitting down. Angel tore the sweater down the middle.
"Hey...I ..liked..that sweater," Buffy said in between kisses. They broke apart long enough for Angel to say, "I'll buy another one."
Angel pushed Buffy down on the couch and bent over her. They were passionately kissing for several minutes, neither needing air. Angel began 'going down' on Buffy slowly when Xander walked in.
"Buffy? Angel? You guys here?" Xander asked. He was holding a cross.
Xander walked into the living room. Angel looked up, seeing Xander. He got off Buffy and she sat up too.
"Xander!" Buffy said. Xander pulled up his cross, pointing it at Angel.
"Buffy...you two have gone pelvic again! Ok Angelus..." Xander said. He moved closer, pressing the cross closer towards them. Angel winced, and Buffy, never experincing the pain before, morphed.
"Buffy!! Your a vvv...vampire! You bastard...you did this too her!" Xander said, lunging at Angel. Angel quickly moved as Xander flew past, landing on the coffee table and breaking it. It was then that Xander got a good look at Buffy and Angel. Naked.
"Geez! Full Monty!" Xander said, closing his eyes. Buffy and Angel quickly went to put some clothes on before coming back. "You can look again," Buffy said. Xander opened his eyese to find Buffy sitting on Angel's lap.
"Whats going on?" Xander asked confused.
"Here it is..plain and simple.." Buffy said, explaining the biggest details to him.
When she had finished she asked, "Xander. Why are you here? We were kinda in the middle of something," Buffy said exasperated.
"I was sent to check up on you guys.." Xander said.
"And you see that we are fine. I will see you soon. Goodbye," Buffy said. She then turned and passionately kissed Angel. Xander left, muttering "I get the point.
They continued to kiss..then moved on to more exciting things.
TBC....