Chapter 2. My way
Rating: PG-15 perchance.
Dedication: To all the lovely peoples who keep shocking me by sending *GOOD* feedback. And to Anika who is my wonderful beta and friend and puts up with all my ideas for stories which I usually don't end up posting. And also to Brandon who has put sooo much effort into making me pretty pictures. Has nothing to do with my fanfic except incredible support, which without I would have no confidence.
Notes: Wanted to clear up about Angel sleeping during the day. (hehe thanks Saturniia)
Again thanks so much, I think this will be the last for this story, I have more yummay stories with Buff and Angel on the way, and I *PROMISE* you'll like them so much better, more detailed and they explain all the weird habits and background.
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Okay....so.....who? what? when? where? why? and how? Did Angel just say he's HUMAN?!?! I need to make sure of this...
"Huhwhat?" I ask in complete shock.
"Buffy, I'm human. I have been for a week or so. Are you okay?" He looks like he's searching my face for answers...what was the question?
"Angel..." I breathe out, "how did this happen?"
"I got my reward. They turned me human. Are you okay? What's wrong?" He blabs out all at once.
I don't remember what's wrong or why I came, my Angel's human. Screw my old mission, this is so much better than anything that I could have possibly come up with. Maybe fate is on my side after all. ANGEL IS HUMAN!!!
"Oh." I remember saying, and then I fainted.
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"Buffy? BUFFY?" *SLAP*
"God Cordelia! You trying to put her into a coma?!" I hear Angel yell.
"hehmmohhhgod!" I mumble incoherently "ANGEL!!! YOU'RE HUMAN!"
"Well, I told you he was different..." Cordelia states.
I jump up off the couch that I'm laid out on and fling myself onto Angel's giant body.
He giggles and falls to the floor with the impact of my thrust. Angel just giggled...Angel giggled. HAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHAHA!! Oh sweet Jesus, this is too much.
"Buffy.." giggle, breath, SMILE! "Buffy, did you need something? Are you in..." His retarded questioning is disregarded and I make the move to his mouth.
"Yeah, you." I tell him centimeters away from those beautiful lips.
"Okay." He replies with an adorable smile. "No other reason?" He questions.
"Nope." I tell him.
"Good." He tells me back.
"Yup."
And then he's almost touching his lips to mine when...
"OH! God, gag me now!" The may-queen from hell yaps.
"No problem, Cordelia." I say and get up off of Angel and turn to her, a look of mock hatred on my face.
"Whoops. My bad, I'll be leaving now, because you two won't need me. Right? You two can handle that thing...you know. Right? No use having a third wheel around..."
"WEll, yes, Cordelia and I will be leaving now. Come along Queen C." Wesley says from his place behind the counter.
"Yes, we are. Leaving. You kids have fun now."
"Ooooookay." Angel replies as Cordy and Wes make their way out of the building.
"Hmmm." I say. "Now...where were we?"
"I don't know, Buffy, maybe we should talk about this first...like why you came?"
"I came to see you. And what do you mean you don't know. Angel, we can have anything we've ever wanted now. I don't want to talk, I want action." I tell him truthfully...talky's fun whilst in the company of other persons....but now, Angel's human, and we're alone. In a hotel. With hundreds of rooms. With no curse. With no interruptions. With Angel. Yummay.
"I know... it's just, maybe we shouldn't rush. Not that I don't want to...rush."
Whoa, deja vu. I'm at a loss for words so I just say "Oh."
"Buffy..." He says coming towards me.
"Huh?"
"You leave me for a second?"
"Oh, no, yes, I uh, I guess."
"Oh. Well, how are you? You look nice. Like you're uh, doing good. Well." He sounds uneasy.
Why the hell does he have to be all noble? I know he wants this just as much as I do. Then I remember my initial plan to come and take what was mine. And damn it, I'm taking this.
I walk over to him, push him down onto the couch and straddle his waist.
"Listen up Angel. I'm a big girl now, I know what I want. That'd be you. I know you want this too." I said making my point by rubbing our lower bodies together. I get me a little grunty moan out of this, looks like Buffy's gonna get her wish. I continue in my breathy/seductive voice... "Tell me you don't want me, Angel. Tell me you haven't dreamed of this every night for the past two years."
"I...Buffy... I want you." He tells me in a raspy tone.
"Good."
And then I got what I wanted, over and over again. In the lobby, on the counter, in the shower, in his bed, and making our way down the steps to go get something to eat. And now I'm a completely different person, funny how getting something done your way once will do that to you.
*~THE END~*
I think...I didn't see this story going anywhere special. The ending to this kinda sucks too...sorry for that. Okay, well thanks for feeding my monster ego with your lovely fanfic, I hope you liked it.