"that's my Buffy" Angel chuckled "always with the rose colored glasses". Buffy sighed contentedly leaning her back so she could look up at him "somebody's got to" she said "cause you got dark and broody down".
Angel grinned as he stroked her arms softly with his hands "gee, I wonder why that is?" he asked. Buffy snuggled against his muscled chest "I think you need to change the way you think" she advised "be more positive".
"Nah," Angel disagreed "that's what I have you for". Angel reached down into the water and grabbed a washcloth. After lathering it up, he sensously ran it up and down her body. Buffy shuddered at his touch, but she stifled the urge to moan aloud.
"I think you better stop" Buffy said softly "before this gets out of hand". Angel continued his slow, sensous massage on her body. "Yeah" he agred "I should, but somehow, doing what I should is not what I want to do".
"Angel" she protested, turning to meet his gaze. Angel placed an arm around her waist and pulled her to his chest. Their lips were mere inches apart. She could feel his breath on her face. "Buffy" he spoke huskily "I know this is wrong, but I really want to kiss you right now".
"So, whats stopping you" she asked leaning towards him. Angel needed no further urging. He closed the distance between them, catching her lower lip between his. Buffy was unable to stifle the moan this time. She wrapped her arms around his shoulders "Angel" she said breathily "This is not a good place to be".
"Feels good to me" Angel said suckling her earlobes as his hands caressed her silky skin. Buffy tried unsuccessfully to break away from him, the feelings between them were just too strong. "Angel" she tried to pull away. Angel merely tightened his hold on her and kissed her again.
"Well it sure as hell bothers me" they heard from the doorway. Startled, both of them turned to see Spike standing in the doorway "and I believe it would be disturbing for the rest of us too".
"What the hell are you doing here" Angel growled angrily. Spike glanced amusedly at the two of them"obviously, I am stopping what is certain to be a bad move on your part" he looked at them. "Shut up, Spike" Buffy finally spoke, struggling to cover herself. Angel pulled her tighter against him.
"You don't really need to hide, ya know" Spike taunted "I've seen what you're trying to hide..more than once", he added to get a jab in at Angel. "OUT" Angel roared. Spike grinned at them, but sauntered out of the room "oh, by the way," he turned "I thought you might like to know lil' bit is here".
"Who is lil' bit" Angel asked glancing to make sure Spike was gone this time. "Dawn" Buffy answered "I suppose we should get out of here, huh?" she asked. Angel groaned "I guess" he sighed "are you sure we can't stay here all day?"
"That probably wouldn't be a good idea" Buffy said. "Yeah, I guess you're right" Angel reluctantly agreed. Angel reached over his head to grab a towel from the rack. He placed the towel over her body in the still full tub "Ah..Angel" she getured toward the water. Angel nodded "the only way we are getting out of here without unleashing the beast is if you are covered" he said fastening the towel on her back.
"A wet towel" Buffy asked, cocking her head "isn't that kind of like a wet t-shirt?" Angel stood to his feet, lifting Buffy with him, "yes" he agreed "but it at least leaves something for me to imagine". Buffy rolled her eyes and groaned "bad angel" she shook her finger at him.
Angel grinned at her "yeah, but you like bad boys" he reminded her. "This is so true" she agreed, clutching the towel around her as he carried her to the bed. Angel tossed her one of his shirts "put this on for now" he said. Buffy slipped on the shirt, it smelled like Angel. She took a deep breath and drew in the scent of him. "Come on gorgoeus" he held out his hand "your sister awaits".