Chap 5
Buffy slept on fitfully. She twisted and turned in her bed, all she could think about was Spike's hands on her body, ripping clothing from her. She cried out again as she dreamt the same scene over and over..
Angel watched closely, he hadn't left her bedside since she told him to stay. He knew that he could have left once she had drifted to sleep, but he couldn't take his eyes from her sleeping body. He replayed the fight scene in his mind, damning the peroxide blonde to hell as he did so, watching the glint in the blondes eyes as he pinned him against the wall....Angel shook his head in disbelief 'I shouldn't have let her go...I knew what he was like.. I shouldn't have let her go..." He thought to himself, unaware of Buffy waking up.
She looked at him, deep in thought, 'almost brooding' she thought to herself. His large body leant forward over his knees, his elbows supported on his knee caps. She sat up more, leaning against the headboard behind her. Angel heard this time.
"You OK?" He asked, casting a glance towards her.
"Yea Im alright" Buffy smiled "I'd better get up and um pack" She looked away as she said it, hoping he wouldn't say anything.
"Why you going?" Angel asked 'Duh! Spike just raped her you idiot' he said, cursing himself for stating the obvious.
"Well, I think it would be best all round" Buffy inched towards the end of the bed, wincing in pain.
"I don't think you should move anywhere today Buff" Angel rushed to her side as she tried to stand, almost toppling over in pain.
She closed her eyes, expecting the floor to come quick, adding to more pain in her sides, but she never reached the floor. Angel grabbed her quick, supporting her body against his.
"Thanks" She smiled weakly looking up at his concerned eyes.
A moment passed. Angel was still holding Buffy upright, his arms around her waist, preventing the inevitable. He stared down at her, admiring the way her hair still looked absolutely perfect yet she had just got out of bed.
This time she made the move. She felt the tension between them and knew he liked her no matter how he had treated her at the ranch. She reached up and kissed him, lightly at first, waiting to see if he'd pull away and run, leaving her to fall.
Angel finally got what he wanted. He cursed himself for being so immature at the ranch, as he gripped her body closer to his own, as she pulled back and looked at him.
"So, you're not going to turn you heels and flee this time?" Buffy asked.
"Well for a start, if I did that then you'd fall and break another rib and besides I didn't need to be so stupid this time." He smiled that same, cocky grin that he gave her at the ranch before the first kiss.
He bent down again and kissed her, lifting her gently so that he didn't cause any more damage to her delicate body. He placed her down on the bed and pulled away "Sleep" he smiled walking back to the chair he was sat at before, yet again to watch her sleep.
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Angel looked down on Buffy as she slept her hair loosely falling around her face. He smiled to himself as he casually swept away the hair from her face, giving him a better view of her defined features. She let out a small sigh as he sat down beside her, watching her.
"How long have you been there?" Buffy grumbled without opening her eyes.
"Long enough" Angel replied, his hand slipping into hers.
"Long enough for what?" Buffy opened her eyes fully.
"Long enough to realize what an immature prick I am to have left you at the ranch."
"Yeah you were a bit of a prick" she reached up and touched his face.
"I'm sure ill make it up to you" he kissed her lightly on the cheek "but not yet" he backed away to the door, opening it slowly, casting one last glance at the girl he knew he loved before leaving her alone.
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Two weeks passed and Buffy was almost back to her normal self. She had hardly seen Angel as he was busy on a new art project down at his studio. Spike stuff had disappeared overnight and Buffy finally started to feel safe.
Angel stepped into the flat after a long day at work. An arrogant buyer had spent the afternoon arguing with him about how the 'tree was the wrong colour'. Angel had dismissed the topic eventually, promising to paint another tree with the 'right' colours.
He threw his keys in the usual place and walked forward into the complete darkness towards the light switch.
Small hands reached out from behind him, circling his waist, slipping up under his thin shirt.
"Buffy?" His deep voice echoed through the flat, his hand finally resting on the switch.
Light instantly filled the room, revealing Buffy to him. He turned round to face her catching her hand in his as he reached for the base of her back pulling her closer to him. She could smell him he was so close to her, his breath rested upon her cheek as he breathed in and out, blowing a few strands of hair away from her cheek.
She reached up and gently planted a kiss on his chin. That was enough. Angel scooped her up and ran full force towards his room, laughing as he went. Buffy giggled in his arms, as she kissed his neck, her hot breath leaving small wet patches on his skin.
He placed her on the bed, and stood before her quietly, patiently. She looked on at him, his deep eyes staring into hers, stirring up her soul inside. She reached for his buttons and slowly undid them, kissing down the centre of his chest till she reached the top of his trousers. She watched as his shirt fell slowly to the ground, revealing his strong muscles beneath, they rippled as he stretched out to her, lifting her top over her head, leaving her bra to his talented hands.
Soon the were both naked, Angels strong body rested on top of Buffy as he kissed down her body, never missing a spot. She ground her hips against his, eager for him to enter her, her arousal becoming stronger.
"Angel" She whispered, eager for him as he slipped inside her causing her to gasp. He traced her lips with his tongue as he moved, small groans echoing from the back of her throat as she moved with him, increasing the speed.
Buffys hands entangled themselves in his hair as they moved, her hands moving down his back, leaving small indents as her nails dug in. They climaxed together, breathing hard Angel lowered his body onto Buffy, careful not to squash her. Both bodies glistened with sweat, each of them seeping into tiredness. Angel rolled from the top and gathered Buffy up in his arms, her small body curled next to his as each drifted to sleep, too tired to say a word.
~*~ Tell me what you think! Im sorry all the B/S shippers, something drastic could happen in the next few chapters involving Spike and it wont be good. SORRY ~*~
Buffy slept on fitfully. She twisted and turned in her bed, all she could think about was Spike's hands on her body, ripping clothing from her. She cried out again as she dreamt the same scene over and over..
Angel watched closely, he hadn't left her bedside since she told him to stay. He knew that he could have left once she had drifted to sleep, but he couldn't take his eyes from her sleeping body. He replayed the fight scene in his mind, damning the peroxide blonde to hell as he did so, watching the glint in the blondes eyes as he pinned him against the wall....Angel shook his head in disbelief 'I shouldn't have let her go...I knew what he was like.. I shouldn't have let her go..." He thought to himself, unaware of Buffy waking up.
She looked at him, deep in thought, 'almost brooding' she thought to herself. His large body leant forward over his knees, his elbows supported on his knee caps. She sat up more, leaning against the headboard behind her. Angel heard this time.
"You OK?" He asked, casting a glance towards her.
"Yea Im alright" Buffy smiled "I'd better get up and um pack" She looked away as she said it, hoping he wouldn't say anything.
"Why you going?" Angel asked 'Duh! Spike just raped her you idiot' he said, cursing himself for stating the obvious.
"Well, I think it would be best all round" Buffy inched towards the end of the bed, wincing in pain.
"I don't think you should move anywhere today Buff" Angel rushed to her side as she tried to stand, almost toppling over in pain.
She closed her eyes, expecting the floor to come quick, adding to more pain in her sides, but she never reached the floor. Angel grabbed her quick, supporting her body against his.
"Thanks" She smiled weakly looking up at his concerned eyes.
A moment passed. Angel was still holding Buffy upright, his arms around her waist, preventing the inevitable. He stared down at her, admiring the way her hair still looked absolutely perfect yet she had just got out of bed.
This time she made the move. She felt the tension between them and knew he liked her no matter how he had treated her at the ranch. She reached up and kissed him, lightly at first, waiting to see if he'd pull away and run, leaving her to fall.
Angel finally got what he wanted. He cursed himself for being so immature at the ranch, as he gripped her body closer to his own, as she pulled back and looked at him.
"So, you're not going to turn you heels and flee this time?" Buffy asked.
"Well for a start, if I did that then you'd fall and break another rib and besides I didn't need to be so stupid this time." He smiled that same, cocky grin that he gave her at the ranch before the first kiss.
He bent down again and kissed her, lifting her gently so that he didn't cause any more damage to her delicate body. He placed her down on the bed and pulled away "Sleep" he smiled walking back to the chair he was sat at before, yet again to watch her sleep.
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Angel looked down on Buffy as she slept her hair loosely falling around her face. He smiled to himself as he casually swept away the hair from her face, giving him a better view of her defined features. She let out a small sigh as he sat down beside her, watching her.
"How long have you been there?" Buffy grumbled without opening her eyes.
"Long enough" Angel replied, his hand slipping into hers.
"Long enough for what?" Buffy opened her eyes fully.
"Long enough to realize what an immature prick I am to have left you at the ranch."
"Yeah you were a bit of a prick" she reached up and touched his face.
"I'm sure ill make it up to you" he kissed her lightly on the cheek "but not yet" he backed away to the door, opening it slowly, casting one last glance at the girl he knew he loved before leaving her alone.
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Two weeks passed and Buffy was almost back to her normal self. She had hardly seen Angel as he was busy on a new art project down at his studio. Spike stuff had disappeared overnight and Buffy finally started to feel safe.
Angel stepped into the flat after a long day at work. An arrogant buyer had spent the afternoon arguing with him about how the 'tree was the wrong colour'. Angel had dismissed the topic eventually, promising to paint another tree with the 'right' colours.
He threw his keys in the usual place and walked forward into the complete darkness towards the light switch.
Small hands reached out from behind him, circling his waist, slipping up under his thin shirt.
"Buffy?" His deep voice echoed through the flat, his hand finally resting on the switch.
Light instantly filled the room, revealing Buffy to him. He turned round to face her catching her hand in his as he reached for the base of her back pulling her closer to him. She could smell him he was so close to her, his breath rested upon her cheek as he breathed in and out, blowing a few strands of hair away from her cheek.
She reached up and gently planted a kiss on his chin. That was enough. Angel scooped her up and ran full force towards his room, laughing as he went. Buffy giggled in his arms, as she kissed his neck, her hot breath leaving small wet patches on his skin.
He placed her on the bed, and stood before her quietly, patiently. She looked on at him, his deep eyes staring into hers, stirring up her soul inside. She reached for his buttons and slowly undid them, kissing down the centre of his chest till she reached the top of his trousers. She watched as his shirt fell slowly to the ground, revealing his strong muscles beneath, they rippled as he stretched out to her, lifting her top over her head, leaving her bra to his talented hands.
Soon the were both naked, Angels strong body rested on top of Buffy as he kissed down her body, never missing a spot. She ground her hips against his, eager for him to enter her, her arousal becoming stronger.
"Angel" She whispered, eager for him as he slipped inside her causing her to gasp. He traced her lips with his tongue as he moved, small groans echoing from the back of her throat as she moved with him, increasing the speed.
Buffys hands entangled themselves in his hair as they moved, her hands moving down his back, leaving small indents as her nails dug in. They climaxed together, breathing hard Angel lowered his body onto Buffy, careful not to squash her. Both bodies glistened with sweat, each of them seeping into tiredness. Angel rolled from the top and gathered Buffy up in his arms, her small body curled next to his as each drifted to sleep, too tired to say a word.
~*~ Tell me what you think! Im sorry all the B/S shippers, something drastic could happen in the next few chapters involving Spike and it wont be good. SORRY ~*~
