Note: FINALLY chapter III! Sorry, school holds me from working on the
story! But now, here it is and I hope you like it!!
The Naked Truth
Angel was thinking about the times he had missed. Buffy going to college, meeting new friends. Maybe he shouldn't have left her. Or he should've held a close watch on her. Now, with the inconvenient situation of her screwing Spike could ruin his actual meaning of coming back to Sunnydale.
'What was that?' Buffy turned and faced the bushes where the sound was coming from.
'Hmm. . . what?' Angel said a little distracted.
'Shh. . .'
Angel looked as she was moving slowly towards the bushes. God, she was more beautiful than he remembered her. Her hair falling so seductive over her head, while she was searching for the evil of the day (or night), the stake put upright in her right hand, ready to kill. When she bent a little trough her knees, holding herself from jumping directly in the face of danger, her bum was clearly visible trough the tight pants she was wearing. He almost could see her clothes falling of her body and then he would. . .
'Spike! I should've known!!!' Buffy cried out while pulling the vampire out of the bushes with his hair.
Angel 's feet were back on solid ground. With eyes as cold as ice he looked at Spike. What a hideous and evil creature he was. How could he have changed?
Buffy's yelling at Spike made his thoughts clear up, even when the yelling was about jealousy and all romantic things that are included by love. Why was still a mystery, but every argument made his heart jump of pleasure.
Buffy's anger was raging trough her head. When she finally made clear she loved him too, and maybe even more than he did, she didn't expect him to be possessive. Why didn't he trust her?
And jealous of Angel? Please, that was YEARS ago. And they didn't have any chance to be together. How could he follow her? Actually, she didn't expect something else from the worm in front of her.
Filthy and harsh words were spit out of her mouth. She knew Spike was hurt by her now, like he was before they were together. But she couldn't help it; the temptation of it was much too big!
And finally the question came:
'Why, Spike?'
'It's not that I don't thrust you or anything but. . .' Silence.
Spike saw Angel looking at her and him. He was the jealous one here. He looked back into Angel's eyes and he knew. He was . . .
'Well?' Buffy spoke (once again).
Spike made a hissing noise and pointed with his finger towards one side of the graveyard. He wanted to speak to her in private. In his crypt they would be safe. Probably. Hopefully.
With a strange look in her eyes and her lips tightly upon each other she went in the direction of his pointing finger. Spike watched her go and before following her, a cold look was thrown towards Angel. He knew he knew. Probably.
'So what's this all about?' she started immediately after entering Spike's grave.
'Well I didn't want to scare you. . .'
Buffy smiled sarcastically at this, but she remained silent.
'I don't thrust HIM'.
And again silence. A pretty long time too.
Knowing that Buffy's temper is very easily stimulated, it wasn't hard to predict that again she went furious at Spike, this time a little bit more passionate than earlier that evening.
'There's no chance that I'll be going back to him! No way, never! Why are you so jealous at him for??'
'I'm not jealous at a. . .'
'Shut up for God's sake! I don't understand! He won't do anything to me at all! I'm the Slayer, he can TRY, but I won't let him, never, no way!'
'Buffy it's not THAT I'm scared for. There's something else and I can't figure out what! All I know is at the moment that I love you more and mo. . .'
This time his words were not interrupted by Buffy's, but by the organ where the words came out from.
Their kiss was very passionate, as always and before they knew, almost all their clothes were removed, showing everything of themselves.
While ripping and tearing her clothes of, Spike's lasciviousness rose and by hearing Buffy's gasps, it only became worse. His jerks were getting faster and harder and when finally she came, her scream was loudly heard by the enclosed graves and their inhabitants. And of course, Angel.
Still breathing very hard (although it didn't make much sense for Spike), they lay upon each other, still enjoying the feeling that just came over them.
Suddenly, Buffy moved her head towards the door with a very swift move and before Spike could look too, he knew who was standing there.
'Oh. . .hum sorry, I didn't mean to interrupt. . .' Angel startled, hiding his eyes and looking away.
'Shit', was all Buffy could say at that very moment.
'Bloody hell', Spike added, knowing this wasn't an accident.
Angel wrinkled his nose in disgust, facing the two bare naked persons standing in front of him.
The Naked Truth
Angel was thinking about the times he had missed. Buffy going to college, meeting new friends. Maybe he shouldn't have left her. Or he should've held a close watch on her. Now, with the inconvenient situation of her screwing Spike could ruin his actual meaning of coming back to Sunnydale.
'What was that?' Buffy turned and faced the bushes where the sound was coming from.
'Hmm. . . what?' Angel said a little distracted.
'Shh. . .'
Angel looked as she was moving slowly towards the bushes. God, she was more beautiful than he remembered her. Her hair falling so seductive over her head, while she was searching for the evil of the day (or night), the stake put upright in her right hand, ready to kill. When she bent a little trough her knees, holding herself from jumping directly in the face of danger, her bum was clearly visible trough the tight pants she was wearing. He almost could see her clothes falling of her body and then he would. . .
'Spike! I should've known!!!' Buffy cried out while pulling the vampire out of the bushes with his hair.
Angel 's feet were back on solid ground. With eyes as cold as ice he looked at Spike. What a hideous and evil creature he was. How could he have changed?
Buffy's yelling at Spike made his thoughts clear up, even when the yelling was about jealousy and all romantic things that are included by love. Why was still a mystery, but every argument made his heart jump of pleasure.
Buffy's anger was raging trough her head. When she finally made clear she loved him too, and maybe even more than he did, she didn't expect him to be possessive. Why didn't he trust her?
And jealous of Angel? Please, that was YEARS ago. And they didn't have any chance to be together. How could he follow her? Actually, she didn't expect something else from the worm in front of her.
Filthy and harsh words were spit out of her mouth. She knew Spike was hurt by her now, like he was before they were together. But she couldn't help it; the temptation of it was much too big!
And finally the question came:
'Why, Spike?'
'It's not that I don't thrust you or anything but. . .' Silence.
Spike saw Angel looking at her and him. He was the jealous one here. He looked back into Angel's eyes and he knew. He was . . .
'Well?' Buffy spoke (once again).
Spike made a hissing noise and pointed with his finger towards one side of the graveyard. He wanted to speak to her in private. In his crypt they would be safe. Probably. Hopefully.
With a strange look in her eyes and her lips tightly upon each other she went in the direction of his pointing finger. Spike watched her go and before following her, a cold look was thrown towards Angel. He knew he knew. Probably.
'So what's this all about?' she started immediately after entering Spike's grave.
'Well I didn't want to scare you. . .'
Buffy smiled sarcastically at this, but she remained silent.
'I don't thrust HIM'.
And again silence. A pretty long time too.
Knowing that Buffy's temper is very easily stimulated, it wasn't hard to predict that again she went furious at Spike, this time a little bit more passionate than earlier that evening.
'There's no chance that I'll be going back to him! No way, never! Why are you so jealous at him for??'
'I'm not jealous at a. . .'
'Shut up for God's sake! I don't understand! He won't do anything to me at all! I'm the Slayer, he can TRY, but I won't let him, never, no way!'
'Buffy it's not THAT I'm scared for. There's something else and I can't figure out what! All I know is at the moment that I love you more and mo. . .'
This time his words were not interrupted by Buffy's, but by the organ where the words came out from.
Their kiss was very passionate, as always and before they knew, almost all their clothes were removed, showing everything of themselves.
While ripping and tearing her clothes of, Spike's lasciviousness rose and by hearing Buffy's gasps, it only became worse. His jerks were getting faster and harder and when finally she came, her scream was loudly heard by the enclosed graves and their inhabitants. And of course, Angel.
Still breathing very hard (although it didn't make much sense for Spike), they lay upon each other, still enjoying the feeling that just came over them.
Suddenly, Buffy moved her head towards the door with a very swift move and before Spike could look too, he knew who was standing there.
'Oh. . .hum sorry, I didn't mean to interrupt. . .' Angel startled, hiding his eyes and looking away.
'Shit', was all Buffy could say at that very moment.
'Bloody hell', Spike added, knowing this wasn't an accident.
Angel wrinkled his nose in disgust, facing the two bare naked persons standing in front of him.