Author-Kelly Title-Love Comes Back To You Disclaimer-I dont own Nuthin! FeedBack-YES PLEASE! Notes-If you don't like almost NC-17 stuff, go AWAY! It isnt real dirty, but some people might think it is. But trust me, it all makes sense in the end! Hey Liz....GoOd wiLL pRevAiL!





As Buffy is walking out the door, she is stopped yet again by Angel. He doesnt say a word. He just grabs her wrists and pushes her to the bed. Buffy is trying to protest, but Angel just smothers her lips with his. He slips his tounge in her mouth, and Buffy responds by adding hers. Angel lets his hand roam all over her body. He loves the feel of her skin. She's his, and tonight he will make that clear. The scar from where he bit her is still there. When he re-opens it tonight, all will know who she belongs to. Angel slides off Buffys pants and panties. This isn't about being romantic, this is about proving to her where she belonged. Buffy yelled as Angel tossed his pants aside. He slid his erection into Buffy's entrace. They rocked back and forth together, each trying to gain the upper hand and make the other scream thier name. As Buffy was about to come, she remembered something she read in a watchers diary. When a vampire drinks blood while coming, it gives both the drinker and the drinkee a huge orgasm. She threw her head to the side and allowed him access to her neck. Angel smiled happily and vamped out. Her bit down into her soft flesh. They both felt a huge wave of pleasure crash through them. Angel stopped drinking and licked the wound closed with his tounge. Buffy was on the bed panting. Angel groaned as he slid out of his beautiful girl. He rolled onto his side and put and arm around her. Buffy, exhausted, fell into a slumber, with her head on Angel's chest. Angel played with her hair. He promised himself that the next time they got together so intimately, it would be all about pleasing Buffy, and making HER feel good. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

Oz came back into the room later that night. As he took off his jacket, he made a glance over to Buffy's bed. She was laying there, curled up alone in the center of the bed, with a fresh bite mark on her neck. As Oz got nearer, all he could smell was Angel. He sniffed the bite, and jumped back, terrified. It was the cool, suave Angel that left that mark. It was the jealous Angelus that left that. Saying to all the world she was really his now. He had claimed her once again. Oz walked around the bed. 'She had let him do this?' He smelled blood and sex. Also coming from Buffy, he smelt a tingle of ownership. That also happens when werewolves claim each other. Oz shook his head softly. 'It's like the fates are telling me nothing will work between us. But I can't help myself. Look at this beautiful thing. It's like beauty is radiating off her.' Against his better judgement, Oz put his hands once again on Buffy. He stroked his hands down her soft thighs. As soon as he did it he felt himself pulled off her by a strong force. He was thrown up against the wall. Angel was staring back at him.

"I was waiting to see if it was true, and now I know it is."

Oz gulped. He had to remain calm.

"If what was true?"

"Buffy told me she thought you were feeling her up tonight, and she was right. Listen to me boy, your her friend so I can't hurt you. BADLY. But soul or no soul, if you touch her again, I will rip you limb from limb."

Then, Angel jumped at his. He slammed his fist into Oz's face. Oz fell back in pain. Angel kicked him in the side. Angel stalked out of the room. Oz crawled into the bathroom, bleeding. He pulled up the side of his shirt to reveal a nasty black and blue. He pressed toilet paper to his nose as it gushed blood. Oz swore he was seeing stars. 'All this for a woman? I have it BAD.' He thought. But he also knew Angel was serious. When someone puts a claim on someone and it is almost broken, you have the right to get extremely protective. Suddenly Oz heard movement. He looked out the door. Buffy and Angel were walking out the door.

"Hey Oz, Angel's taking me on vacation for awhile. Tell the others i'll be back soon."

Oz nodded solemly. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ ~~~~~~~~~~~~~

*5 Days Later* Faith giggled as she sat on her bed watching "Jerry Springer".

"You know Andrew, these are some fucked up people."

The man next to her on the bed nodded.

"We should make up a story and go on there!"

Faith said suddenly. Adam laughed low in his throat.

"Oh yeah Faith. My daddy was evil until he became a snake and then he died and now he's back again!"

Fatih giggled.

"Admit it though, 'Drew, it would be great."

Andrew nodded. He reached up a hand and stroked the side of her face. Faith sighed and dropped into a laying postition on the bed. Andrew rolled over so that he was looming over her, supported by his arms. Faith smiled and placed a soft kiss on his lips. Adam growled in pleasure and kissed her back. They swept they're tounges together, in a sort of ritual. Andrew ran one strong hand over Faith's breast's. Faith groaned happily. Andrew ground his hard-on against her womanly parts. Faith's breathing became hard and ragged, as did Andrews. They didn't even need no clothes to have sex. They were so connected with each other that dry humping got them both off. Andrew flicked Faith's nipple with his finger as Faith sucked on Andrews neck. She began to unbutton his pants as he bagan to hike up her skirt. This would be a quick meeting. They had already had many, thought they had only been together for about 4 days. Faith got his pants undone and was pleased to see he had gone commando today. Faith giggled as he pulled off her panties with his teeth. Faith gritted her teeth and pulled herself ito a sitting postion. She crawled over to Andrew and sat down on his erection. Faith began to move as Andrew groaned. They went at it for an amazing 20 mintues before they both came, collapsing on the bed. Faith groaned and pulled herself off Andrew. She walked over to the bathroom. She sat down on the toilet seat and cried. She had never felt anything like this for any guy before. She was used to fucking them and getting it over with. But with Andrew it was different. She wanted the romance, the 'I Love You's', the gentle words, EVERYTHING. But how could she tell Andrew? He thought she was a bad-ass, and she wanted to keep it that way. She suddeny looked up as Andrew walked in. She didnt even have time to wipe her eyes. He looked at her with those deep blue eyes. He walked over to Faith and kissed her softly. Faith felt her heart soar. They had never kissed like this. It was always rough and to the point. Never caring, like this was. He lifted her up and kept kissing her as he ran his hand down her back. He brought her over the the bed. He laid her down and then laid down next to her. He pulled the girl into his arms and they lay there like that, cuddling.

"'Drew, how do you know what I want all the time?"

Andrew laughed.

"I just do faithy baby. I just do." ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ ~~~~~~~~~~~~~

The mayor watched the whole encounter from his chamber chair. It was good his Faith had found a mate. Very good. Soon he would have a grandchild. He could raise him to take over the evil kingdom if the Buffy thing did not work.

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