My Unsung Hero
Author: Bitca E-mail: bitca_101@hotmail.com
Authors Note: Again, sequel to 'Life', so yeah read that and part one of this to understand what is going on. It's set at 'Forever' Season 5 of Btvs.
Thank LENI, for the special Mr Gordo appearances!! She loves that pig.
Rating: Will eventually become 'R' rated. (
Feedback: If you wouldn't mind I would love it... PLEASE OH PLEASE!!! : D ____________________________________________________________________________ ____________________
Part 2
Her hair had fallen down across her face as she'd slept and it tickled Angel's chest every time she breathed in and out. He gently moved it out of her face and wrapped it lightly around her ear, trying not to wake her. It had been a peaceful night sleep, better than he thought it would have been, she was just too tired to fidget and move so she just stayed put. Her warm body curled into his side, the feeling alone made him smile.
Buffy slowly breathed in the wonderful perfume of Angel's skin as reality permeated into her sleepy brain. She kissed his chest softly, as her eyes opened, not really aware of where she was.
She could see something pink and fuzzily out of focus directly in front of her eye. She looked ahead, over the smooth velvety flesh of his chest and saw another strangely shaped pink thing protruding upward from the side, as she focused on it properly it resembled something, what was it? A Nipple!!!
She suddenly realised she was not in the dreamland she was a minute ago and that the hard body, held firmly beneath her wasn't a figment of her imagination.
That her thigh was very comfortably nestled in-between his, that he held her to him with one strong-arm, cuddling her close. But also that she was holding onto him, her arm was around his waist, just tucked nicely underneath him.
With slight trepidation she slowly raised her head to look him in the eye, her hair falling all around her face, as she sleepily met his eyes. He smiled at her and she drowsily smiled back. He threaded her hair behind her ear so that it was no longer in her face.
"Hey," he said simply as she looked up at him.
"Hey," was all she said back, she didn't really believe that any of this was real quite yet. She didn't even remember getting home.
"Are you hungry?" Angel asked lightly, trying to figure her mood.
"Hungry?" she looked confused, as if she had never heard of the word before.
"Do you want some breakfast? I could make you some breakfast, if you want some," he elaborated for her as he tucked some stray hair behind her ear again.
"Yeah sure, I could go for some breakfast," Buffy was surprised by the openness Angel was showing towards her, he hadn't been this way for a long time. She hoped he wasn't doing it just because of the circumstances. He wasn't uncomfortable in the slightest touching her, and didn't seem to want to move away from her, even with the positions they were currently tangled in.
They just lay there, waiting, waiting for what, for one of them too move? Buffy felt that lying there together had turned into one of those moments where you hope the other person will break it, before you lose yourself in their eyes forever.
A smile started to spread across his face for some unknown reason.
"What?" She couldn't help but smile at his beautiful face smiling at her.
"Nothing, you're just so cute in the morning. With your 'something' bed hair and sleepy eyes, and that dazed look of confusion, where your minds waking up but your body still wants to go back to sleep," Angel said as he softly touched her hair. Remembering that morning together so long along was nicer when he was with her, instead of alone, then it just hurt.
"Well I try." She said grinning back at him.
Then there was silence again.
"Well I better move so you can go cook that breakfast you promised," she said as she untangled her self from his body and rolled over to her side of the bed that was cold and unslept in. Buffy placed her hands down on the bed to support her weight as she sat up and Angel's hands covered hers by accident, as he mirrored her intended action. She looked at him in surprise, uncertain as to what to do, his hand didn't move and neither did his gaze from hers.
"How would you like your eggs?" Angel asked. But the question to Buffy fell into the haze that was everything but Angel and his hand on hers. No response.. "Buffy?" Angel asked trying to bring her back to reality. She shook her head slightly, shaking off the sensations. "How would you like your eggs?" Angel repeated now sure of her attention.
"Scrambled, please," Buffy answered smiling.
Angel got up and began pulling his pants on. Buffy sat up against the pillows and couldn't help but watch him get dressed, no matter what she couldn't tear her eyes from him. He sat down on the end of the bed as he put his shoes back on, and she watched fascinated by the muscles in his back, rippling as he tied a knot and then pulled the lace through slowly, they moved so sensually. He finished pulling his shirt on and then walked around to her side of the bed. He hadn't even noticed her intent gaze on his every move.
"Where do you want it?" he said in a deep voice, only fuelling her fantasy.
"Huh?" she quickly pulled out of it.
"Your breakfast, do you want it in bed?" he asked coming closer to her smiling.
"Oh no, I'll come down, I'll just wake up fully first," this was so confusing.
"Okay," he leaned down to gently brush her lips with his own, in a soft and teasing good morning kiss. She held her breath as his lips touched hers and couldn't help the closing of her eyes as the rush of his lips on hers flowed through her veins, causing her to tremble, her entire body awakened by the touch of his lips. When she finally came back down to earth and she did open her eyes, he was gone, and she just glimpsed the door closing.
She sighed heavily, god what was wrong with her. 'Get a hold of yourself Buffy, you were lying with him all night, and it's not like yous have never kissed before.' But she couldn't help letting his touch get the better of her, it had taken a lot of will power to roll away from him and out of his arms, when it would have been wonderful to have just snuggled down deeper into his embrace, and fallen asleep again. Shutting out the world and all it's rules and responsibilities. But now he was *staying*, and was in the same room as her and only in his boxers, it was all a little overwhelming for her.
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Okay, now, judging from the wonderful feedback I got, you guys obviously want more, so who am I to deny it. Enjoy!! And keep the feedback coming!!! :D And I know I am supposed to be working on Hope, and I promise I will!!! :D
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"Dawn?" Angel asked stopping in the dining room. She turned to face him surprised.
"Angel? You're still here? Where's Buffy?" she asked surprised.
"Yeah I'm staying, she's upstairs, she's just woken up. I was just about to make some breakfast, did you want some?" he asked cautiously.
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Author: Bitca E-mail: bitca_101@hotmail.com
Authors Note: Again, sequel to 'Life', so yeah read that and part one of this to understand what is going on. It's set at 'Forever' Season 5 of Btvs.
Thank LENI, for the special Mr Gordo appearances!! She loves that pig.
Rating: Will eventually become 'R' rated. (
Feedback: If you wouldn't mind I would love it... PLEASE OH PLEASE!!! : D ____________________________________________________________________________ ____________________
Part 2
Her hair had fallen down across her face as she'd slept and it tickled Angel's chest every time she breathed in and out. He gently moved it out of her face and wrapped it lightly around her ear, trying not to wake her. It had been a peaceful night sleep, better than he thought it would have been, she was just too tired to fidget and move so she just stayed put. Her warm body curled into his side, the feeling alone made him smile.
Buffy slowly breathed in the wonderful perfume of Angel's skin as reality permeated into her sleepy brain. She kissed his chest softly, as her eyes opened, not really aware of where she was.
She could see something pink and fuzzily out of focus directly in front of her eye. She looked ahead, over the smooth velvety flesh of his chest and saw another strangely shaped pink thing protruding upward from the side, as she focused on it properly it resembled something, what was it? A Nipple!!!
She suddenly realised she was not in the dreamland she was a minute ago and that the hard body, held firmly beneath her wasn't a figment of her imagination.
That her thigh was very comfortably nestled in-between his, that he held her to him with one strong-arm, cuddling her close. But also that she was holding onto him, her arm was around his waist, just tucked nicely underneath him.
With slight trepidation she slowly raised her head to look him in the eye, her hair falling all around her face, as she sleepily met his eyes. He smiled at her and she drowsily smiled back. He threaded her hair behind her ear so that it was no longer in her face.
"Hey," he said simply as she looked up at him.
"Hey," was all she said back, she didn't really believe that any of this was real quite yet. She didn't even remember getting home.
"Are you hungry?" Angel asked lightly, trying to figure her mood.
"Hungry?" she looked confused, as if she had never heard of the word before.
"Do you want some breakfast? I could make you some breakfast, if you want some," he elaborated for her as he tucked some stray hair behind her ear again.
"Yeah sure, I could go for some breakfast," Buffy was surprised by the openness Angel was showing towards her, he hadn't been this way for a long time. She hoped he wasn't doing it just because of the circumstances. He wasn't uncomfortable in the slightest touching her, and didn't seem to want to move away from her, even with the positions they were currently tangled in.
They just lay there, waiting, waiting for what, for one of them too move? Buffy felt that lying there together had turned into one of those moments where you hope the other person will break it, before you lose yourself in their eyes forever.
A smile started to spread across his face for some unknown reason.
"What?" She couldn't help but smile at his beautiful face smiling at her.
"Nothing, you're just so cute in the morning. With your 'something' bed hair and sleepy eyes, and that dazed look of confusion, where your minds waking up but your body still wants to go back to sleep," Angel said as he softly touched her hair. Remembering that morning together so long along was nicer when he was with her, instead of alone, then it just hurt.
"Well I try." She said grinning back at him.
Then there was silence again.
"Well I better move so you can go cook that breakfast you promised," she said as she untangled her self from his body and rolled over to her side of the bed that was cold and unslept in. Buffy placed her hands down on the bed to support her weight as she sat up and Angel's hands covered hers by accident, as he mirrored her intended action. She looked at him in surprise, uncertain as to what to do, his hand didn't move and neither did his gaze from hers.
"How would you like your eggs?" Angel asked. But the question to Buffy fell into the haze that was everything but Angel and his hand on hers. No response.. "Buffy?" Angel asked trying to bring her back to reality. She shook her head slightly, shaking off the sensations. "How would you like your eggs?" Angel repeated now sure of her attention.
"Scrambled, please," Buffy answered smiling.
Angel got up and began pulling his pants on. Buffy sat up against the pillows and couldn't help but watch him get dressed, no matter what she couldn't tear her eyes from him. He sat down on the end of the bed as he put his shoes back on, and she watched fascinated by the muscles in his back, rippling as he tied a knot and then pulled the lace through slowly, they moved so sensually. He finished pulling his shirt on and then walked around to her side of the bed. He hadn't even noticed her intent gaze on his every move.
"Where do you want it?" he said in a deep voice, only fuelling her fantasy.
"Huh?" she quickly pulled out of it.
"Your breakfast, do you want it in bed?" he asked coming closer to her smiling.
"Oh no, I'll come down, I'll just wake up fully first," this was so confusing.
"Okay," he leaned down to gently brush her lips with his own, in a soft and teasing good morning kiss. She held her breath as his lips touched hers and couldn't help the closing of her eyes as the rush of his lips on hers flowed through her veins, causing her to tremble, her entire body awakened by the touch of his lips. When she finally came back down to earth and she did open her eyes, he was gone, and she just glimpsed the door closing.
She sighed heavily, god what was wrong with her. 'Get a hold of yourself Buffy, you were lying with him all night, and it's not like yous have never kissed before.' But she couldn't help letting his touch get the better of her, it had taken a lot of will power to roll away from him and out of his arms, when it would have been wonderful to have just snuggled down deeper into his embrace, and fallen asleep again. Shutting out the world and all it's rules and responsibilities. But now he was *staying*, and was in the same room as her and only in his boxers, it was all a little overwhelming for her.
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Okay, now, judging from the wonderful feedback I got, you guys obviously want more, so who am I to deny it. Enjoy!! And keep the feedback coming!!! :D And I know I am supposed to be working on Hope, and I promise I will!!! :D
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"Dawn?" Angel asked stopping in the dining room. She turned to face him surprised.
"Angel? You're still here? Where's Buffy?" she asked surprised.
"Yeah I'm staying, she's upstairs, she's just woken up. I was just about to make some breakfast, did you want some?" he asked cautiously.
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