::WARNING:: This part is NC-17, so, please, read the PG-13 part if you are not old enough. It is listed before this part, so please go back if you are too young!
Urgh, I'm a slave to you people!! Hehe, I just keep cranking out the parts, but I'm glad it's not just sitting on a shelf gathering dust, hehe, metaphorically (however you spell that) speaking, of course. Anyways, this is the NC-17 version, not for the kiddies, hehe, but, there is an alternate part, so, go on and read that one if you're not comfortable with NC-17 parts.
Part 7/?
Buffy unwrapped herself from Angel's embrace and got up. She stretched, and her back popped. She padded to the counter, where a phone sat. Sleep was evident in her eyes. She could hardly believe what had happened in the course of just less than a day. Angel was human, and they finally had a chance to make things work. Though, they had some tough things to work through. First being, finding Angel's son. She knew he had almost given up, and she couldn't blame him, he'd had no luck for three weeks. But, he hadn't had the Slayer either. She dialed the familiar number of her house. Willow was probably worried sick.
"Hello?" Willow asked frantically.
"Hey Wil, it's me. I just wanted to check in." Buffy said.
"Where have you been?" Willow demanded.
"I'm in LA, with Angel." Buffy replied calmly, it was tough; she could barely say it without jumping for joy.
"With Angel?" Willow asked, confused. "Is something up?"
"Well, kinda. Angel's human." Buffy confessed.
"What?!" Willow asked.
"We were rewarded for our sacrifices." Buffy explained. "And we're back together. I guess I'll see you guys in a few days. You will take care of Dawn, won't you?" Buffy asked.
"Of course!" Willow said happily. "I'm so happy for you guys, because, maybe, if things worked out for you, they'll work out for Tara and me." Willow confided.
"I hope so." Buffy replied.
"I've got to go. Dawn has a project to work on. And, of course, she needs help." Willow said.
"Okay, see you soon. Give Dawn my love." Buffy said before she hung up.
"Who was that?" Angel asked, startling her.
"Willow," she answered. "Boy, for a human, you're still really sneaky."
He laughed. "I guess you just get used to sneaking up on people," he replied.
Their lips met in a tender embrace, as she wrapped her hand around the back of his neck. "Oh, god, Angel," she moaned into his mouth.
"Buffy," came his husky reply. "I need you."
He steered her to his bedroom. Once there, his fingers delicately loosened the strings that tied her top together. He let it slip gracefully to the floor. She pushed his loose shirt off his bare chest. Things seemed to dance, as she fiddled with his zipper, and he unbuttoned her bra. She managed to unzip his pants, and slide them off. He helped her by toeing off his shoes, and stepping out of his pants. He stood in front of her, clad only in black, satin boxers.
Angel stared at her beautiful body. Her breasts heaved as she panted heavily. He placed a hand on her back, and she shivered at his touch. She had wiggled out of her skirt, and stood in front of him in only white panties. He could smell her scent, and he wanted her. She hooked her thumbs in his boxers, and in one quick motion, she pushed them to the floor. Her panties fell to the floor soon afterwards.
As if in slow motion, he guided her to the bed, where he fell on top of her. His lips began devouring hers, as she ran her hands through his spiky hair. He held himself above her, with his strong arms.
"No more curse," he said huskily.
"No more curse," Buffy echoed.
He sucked on her right nipple, and then her left. She moaned and arched her back. He licked her stomach, tickling her. Buffy let out a giggle, but quickly quieted down. He smiled at her, and she was soon lost in his chocolaty brown orbs. He slid down the bed to her wet center, and gently licked her clit with an expert's tongue. She bucked into his face, urging him on. Angel inhaled her sweet scent. It hadn't changed. Vanilla with a hint of lavender. He played with her hard, purplish colored nipples as he sucked her clit. He got a bigger and better response, and as a reward, she reached down to touch his throbbing, aching dick. She squeezed it gingerly, then wrapped her fingers around it, pumping slightly.
"Angel, please," Buffy moaned loudly. He didn't say a word, but he obeyed. He crawled up the bed, so that his eyes were even with hers. With one smooth motion, he slid into her wet center. He pumped twice before she screamed in pleasure.
"Oh god! Angel! Please, harder!" She screamed to the world, though no one but him could hear her requests.
Angel grunted as his thrusts increased in speed.
"Angel, I love you," she moaned, arching her back and wrapping her feet around his waist.
"God, Buffy, I love you, too." He said, placing a sloppy kiss on her wet lips. He continued, as her core clenched around his hard member.
Buffy couldn't tell where she ended, and he began; they were as one. She met his hips with hers, at a set rhythm, and he pounded into her tight core. Never, in all her life, had she felt so complete. He collapsed onto her, as she came to her orgasm. Hers sent him spiraling into his own. There sweaty bodies became tangled together, and she breathed deeply. They fell asleep; Angel cradling Buffy in his arms.
*
Her first thought as she awoke was that it had all been a bad dream, and that she really hadn't just slept with the love of her life. She opened her eyes, to see his peering deeply into hers.
"Angel," she whispered.
"Yes," he replied.
"That was so amazing. I've never felt so complete in my life." She said in awe.
"I know," Angel said, placing a kiss on her cheek.
"I love you," Buffy said, before drifting off to sleep.
"I love you, too," Angel said, to her sleeping form.
TBC…
Hope ya liked!! Please give me some good feedback!!
Urgh, I'm a slave to you people!! Hehe, I just keep cranking out the parts, but I'm glad it's not just sitting on a shelf gathering dust, hehe, metaphorically (however you spell that) speaking, of course. Anyways, this is the NC-17 version, not for the kiddies, hehe, but, there is an alternate part, so, go on and read that one if you're not comfortable with NC-17 parts.
Part 7/?
Buffy unwrapped herself from Angel's embrace and got up. She stretched, and her back popped. She padded to the counter, where a phone sat. Sleep was evident in her eyes. She could hardly believe what had happened in the course of just less than a day. Angel was human, and they finally had a chance to make things work. Though, they had some tough things to work through. First being, finding Angel's son. She knew he had almost given up, and she couldn't blame him, he'd had no luck for three weeks. But, he hadn't had the Slayer either. She dialed the familiar number of her house. Willow was probably worried sick.
"Hello?" Willow asked frantically.
"Hey Wil, it's me. I just wanted to check in." Buffy said.
"Where have you been?" Willow demanded.
"I'm in LA, with Angel." Buffy replied calmly, it was tough; she could barely say it without jumping for joy.
"With Angel?" Willow asked, confused. "Is something up?"
"Well, kinda. Angel's human." Buffy confessed.
"What?!" Willow asked.
"We were rewarded for our sacrifices." Buffy explained. "And we're back together. I guess I'll see you guys in a few days. You will take care of Dawn, won't you?" Buffy asked.
"Of course!" Willow said happily. "I'm so happy for you guys, because, maybe, if things worked out for you, they'll work out for Tara and me." Willow confided.
"I hope so." Buffy replied.
"I've got to go. Dawn has a project to work on. And, of course, she needs help." Willow said.
"Okay, see you soon. Give Dawn my love." Buffy said before she hung up.
"Who was that?" Angel asked, startling her.
"Willow," she answered. "Boy, for a human, you're still really sneaky."
He laughed. "I guess you just get used to sneaking up on people," he replied.
Their lips met in a tender embrace, as she wrapped her hand around the back of his neck. "Oh, god, Angel," she moaned into his mouth.
"Buffy," came his husky reply. "I need you."
He steered her to his bedroom. Once there, his fingers delicately loosened the strings that tied her top together. He let it slip gracefully to the floor. She pushed his loose shirt off his bare chest. Things seemed to dance, as she fiddled with his zipper, and he unbuttoned her bra. She managed to unzip his pants, and slide them off. He helped her by toeing off his shoes, and stepping out of his pants. He stood in front of her, clad only in black, satin boxers.
Angel stared at her beautiful body. Her breasts heaved as she panted heavily. He placed a hand on her back, and she shivered at his touch. She had wiggled out of her skirt, and stood in front of him in only white panties. He could smell her scent, and he wanted her. She hooked her thumbs in his boxers, and in one quick motion, she pushed them to the floor. Her panties fell to the floor soon afterwards.
As if in slow motion, he guided her to the bed, where he fell on top of her. His lips began devouring hers, as she ran her hands through his spiky hair. He held himself above her, with his strong arms.
"No more curse," he said huskily.
"No more curse," Buffy echoed.
He sucked on her right nipple, and then her left. She moaned and arched her back. He licked her stomach, tickling her. Buffy let out a giggle, but quickly quieted down. He smiled at her, and she was soon lost in his chocolaty brown orbs. He slid down the bed to her wet center, and gently licked her clit with an expert's tongue. She bucked into his face, urging him on. Angel inhaled her sweet scent. It hadn't changed. Vanilla with a hint of lavender. He played with her hard, purplish colored nipples as he sucked her clit. He got a bigger and better response, and as a reward, she reached down to touch his throbbing, aching dick. She squeezed it gingerly, then wrapped her fingers around it, pumping slightly.
"Angel, please," Buffy moaned loudly. He didn't say a word, but he obeyed. He crawled up the bed, so that his eyes were even with hers. With one smooth motion, he slid into her wet center. He pumped twice before she screamed in pleasure.
"Oh god! Angel! Please, harder!" She screamed to the world, though no one but him could hear her requests.
Angel grunted as his thrusts increased in speed.
"Angel, I love you," she moaned, arching her back and wrapping her feet around his waist.
"God, Buffy, I love you, too." He said, placing a sloppy kiss on her wet lips. He continued, as her core clenched around his hard member.
Buffy couldn't tell where she ended, and he began; they were as one. She met his hips with hers, at a set rhythm, and he pounded into her tight core. Never, in all her life, had she felt so complete. He collapsed onto her, as she came to her orgasm. Hers sent him spiraling into his own. There sweaty bodies became tangled together, and she breathed deeply. They fell asleep; Angel cradling Buffy in his arms.
*
Her first thought as she awoke was that it had all been a bad dream, and that she really hadn't just slept with the love of her life. She opened her eyes, to see his peering deeply into hers.
"Angel," she whispered.
"Yes," he replied.
"That was so amazing. I've never felt so complete in my life." She said in awe.
"I know," Angel said, placing a kiss on her cheek.
"I love you," Buffy said, before drifting off to sleep.
"I love you, too," Angel said, to her sleeping form.
TBC…
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