This story takes place after Buffy's twentieth birthday, but before Crush. Feedback can be sent to cobalite@yahoo.com or for this chapter sailortwilight@hotmail.com. No flames please, they give my deleted messages folder indigestion. I own nothing. Please don't sue, all you'll get is my CD collection. Takes place during Chapter Five, Not For Me. Shining Star is the long awaited Buffy/Angel interlude that takes place after she tells him she's not going home. Written by my friend Sailor Twilight, who apologizes for making you wait so long.
You're (You know that I adore you) my
shining star
(Wanna be there everyday for you)
That is what you are
(Satisfy your every needs my baby)
There is no one like you baby (baby)
Angels (You know that I adore you) everywhere
(Wanna be there everyday for you)
Every time you're near
(Satisfy your every needs my baby, baby)
You will always be my baby, baby
Black and Blue: Shining Star
By Sailor Twilight
Buffy had him exactly where she wanted him, and
she wasn't going to let him go. She leapt toward him, and before
Angel knew it he was on the bed, pinned beneath her warm body.
He opened his mouth as her lips met his, inviting her in. She
thrust her tongue passionately into his mouth, and he eagerly
returned her kiss.
Buffy's slender, skillful hands slid along his muscular arms and
onto his chest. She quickly began to undo each button, Angel
groaning in her mouth as she lifted him off the bed briefly to
remove his shirt. He pulled away from her kiss gently. "And
here I thought you were a virgin," he gasped, her kiss as
always leaving him breathless.
"I am," she said, husky from their kiss. "But not
for much longer." She kissed him again, even with more
passion. There was so many unknown years of pain and longing
behind that kiss, that she felt as if her heart would burst. She
brushed that feeling aside and drew her attention to removing his
pants. She had button undone in seconds, but to Angel her teasing
seemed like centuries.
She reluctantly pulled away from their passionate kiss, and began
to kiss down his neck, his cool skin quickly heating up under the
soft caress of her lips.
She kissed down his muscular, chiseled chest, and slid down until
she was down on her knees, sitting on the floor in front of him.
She began to slowly unzip his pants, her beautiful green eyes
gazing lustfully up at her lover.
He groaned, wanting her to go further, but he had to do something
first. He tenderly reached down and cupped her face in his hands,
and lifted her up to meet him for another deep kiss. He pulled
away, and spoke in a lust-filled whisper, "I have waited so
long to touch you."
She only nodded, her emerald eyes filled with understanding. She
quickly kissed him, and allowed him to explore her body. He eased
her up into his lap, moaning as she rubbed gently against his
throbbing member in the process. He slid his hands down her body,
hooking his long fingers under her black sweater. He then pulled
it over her head in one swift motion and it landed softly in a
heap in some other corner of the room. His hands unconsciously
roamed straight to her soft, round breasts that were hidden only
by her black bra. With a faint clicking sound, that too landed in
the shadows of the room somewhere.
Angel bent down to kiss her tenderly on the lips, his hands
kneading her breasts and his fingers running circles around her
quickly hardening nipples. She moaned, and her moaning grew even
louder and Angel began to kiss down her neck and to her chest. He
let his mouth linger on her nipples, gently sucking and licking
her pink tips and then continuing his journey further down her
smooth body, relishing her hot skin and fighting the undeniable
urge to pierce it with his fangs. He could hear the blood
pounding in each vein and artery as he began to remove her tight
jeans and after that her silky black panties. She moaned as he
breathed on her most sensitive of areas, and gasped as he brought
his hand down to gently to stoke the blond patch of curls that
shielded her warm opening. Angel fought back his game face when
he spotted her femoral artery, and instead turned his attention
to her moistening womanhood. He gently connected his mouth
against her soft, quivering flesh and let his tongue begin to
explore her pussy. She trembled and let loose a low, longing
sound from deep within her soul.
Angel brought his mouth up to her swollen, red clit and began to
gently suck upon it as one of his fingers pushed its way into her
body. She shuddered, closing her eyes and allowing the pleasure
to crash over her in waves of pleasure. He slid in another
finger, and another, and soon she was rocking her entire body in
a steady rhythm against his hand, moaning constantly.
Angel let loose a cry of his own when he suddenly became aware of
his own pounding groin. He took his fingers out of her, bringing
them up to his lips to lick away her sweetness. He found himself
wondering if her blood was just as sweet, but he quickly brushed
away that thought.
Buffy pulled him up into a deep, passionate kiss. She could taste
her sweet juices that lingered on his tongue, and this only
turned her on even more.
She suddenly felt something poking her, and pulled away from
their kiss. Buffy looked down and saw the tent in Angel's pants
and smiled. She began to kiss down his neck and then to his
chest, pushing him into a sitting position on the end of the bed.
She quickly unzipped his pants, surprised that his huge manhood
hadn't done that already. A few moments later, his black silk
boxers landed in a heap on the floor.
She had to stop and gaze at his beauty for a moment. His entire
body was perfect, as she had always imagined it. She brought her
hand down to touch him, to feel his throbbing shaft. He moaned as
her fingers brushed against his needy member, and she closed her
hand around his hot, smooth skin and began to slowly pump him in
her hand. He gasped, and began to slowly buck in her hand as she
brought him closer to the edge. When the warmth of her hand
suddenly vanished, he groaned in disappointment. Suddenly he felt
a warm, wet, flickering muscle touch his extremely sensitive,
engorged head. He moaned as Buffy took his throbbing member into
her mouth and practically down her throat. He fought the urge to
buck wildly and finish in her mouth, he wanted this to last
forever.
Finally, Buffy pulled her head away from his erection and looked
up at him, licking the pre-cum off her lips. Angel couldn't
control himself any longer. He pulled her up into another kiss,
almost too rough. He tenderly rolled her onto her back, and
positioned himself. Her eyes filled with so much passion and love
for him told him that she was more than ready.
Buffy had never felt this way before, and when he moved her
against the soft sheets and pressed his body against hers, she
had no fear of the heavy thrust of his erection. His manhood
throbbed with the needs she was arousing in him, and when he
nudged her legs apart she guided him to her waiting source.
Slowly, gently, Angel entered her. Both of them could only see
bright flashes of light for a few moments, as bright as the sun.
Suddenly they were back in the dark room, and Angel began to
thrust in and out of her, quickly gaining speed and finding the
same rhythm that his fingers had discovered earlier. As the pace
of his movements quickened, and the pulsing strength of his cock
throbbed inside her, feelings that were totally new to her began
to spread to every part of her body.
She clutched his shoulders and wrapped her legs around him, as if
she would never let him go.
Angel could bear it no longer. As he pounded into her, all of his
passions took hold of him.
He suddenly felt as if he was in game face, but something was
different. It was almost as if only his fangs came out. He heard
the blood rushing through her body, and his eyes focused in on
her jugular. Buffy, sensing his need, tangled her long fingers
into his dark hair and brought his face down into her neck.
"Do it, Angel." She said, breathlessly.
He obeyed, digging his sharp fangs as tenderly as he could into
the soft flesh of her neck, piercing her jugular. A split-second
later, blood flowed into his mouth, along his tongue, and down
his throat. He sucked hungrily, and noticed how Buffy began to
moan louder, obviously enjoying this as much as he was. Her blood
was so sweet, so satisfying, and he gave one last, long suck and
then he shuddered in her arms and finished. She could feel his
cold, thick liquid pour into her body as he bit her throat, and
suddenly her body convulsed into one sensation, and she screamed
as an orgasm ripped through her entire being. She could feel him
licking the puncture wound, and could feel the tissue around it
begin to close.
She felt his warm arms surround her, and their lips met again.
Buffy could taste something warm, metallic, and yet sweet in
Angel's mouth. It was her own blood.
Angel rested his head into her soft pillows, and she snuggled up
against his chest. She closed her eyes, and listened.
She could have sworn she could hear Angel's heart beat.