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Queen Boadecia- I hear ya...hope this is chapter gives you a happy...even if it's not quite an NC-17 one.
A/N: I haven't really decided what I wanna do a/b Gunn. Should I have it to where Angel saved him before the apocalypse, or he died or what? Any suggestions. I know that in one of the past chaps. I made it seem like he was gone...but that can easily be fixed.
Chapter 6
Angel came up the elevator an hour later. Buffy was laying on the couch eating leftover take out, reading a book.
Angel walked through the doors.
"Hey." Buffy said, her mouth full of food. She swallowed, "I found this in your fridge. I took a chance. Why do you have food in your fridge anyways?"
Angel laughed and plopped on the armchair next to the couch, "Maybe we should get you something else." He took the box out of her hand and set it down on the table.
Buffy's brow furrowed, suddenly regretting her decision to take the chance on the food. Buffy pulled her legs underneath herself. She flashed the cover of the book she held in her hands to Angel. It read, "Emily Dickinson's book of Poems."
"One of my favorites." He smiled.
Buffy closed the book and set it on the coffee table, "So...Do anything interesting today?" She stood up and went to one of her shopping bags next to Angel's chair and pulled out a brush. She sat on the arm of his chair as she ran the brush though her hair.
Angel could smell the familiar vanilla scent fill the room. It wasn't as powerful as when his sense heightened as a vampire, but still was hers.
"Not really. Stopped a war between 2 demon clans, signed some papers." He sighed as though it was something he did everyday.
"A war?" Buffy asked raising an eyebrow.
Angel nodded.
She looked down and smiled at him, "Sounds interesting to me."
"Want to get something to eat?"
"No. Not really. Big day." She yawned and put her brush down, "Got some blankets for your house guest?"
Angel nodded. He had been hoping that Buffy might want to share his bed with him. He slept better with her wrapped in his arms.
From the hall closet he called out, "So, did you have fun shopping with Connor today?!" He pulled down a pillow and blanket. When he turned was surprised by the petite blonde standing in front of him, nearly dropping the pile in his hands.
"Missing those vamp reflexes?" She mused.
Angel nodded and laughed.
Buffy had a look in her eyes that made him uncomfortable. Like she was looking into his very soul. She took the blankets from his large hands and dropped them on the floor next to her.
She took his hands in her and smiled at him as she wrapped them around her waist. She tiptoed up and kissed him.
The kiss took Angel by surprise, but this surprise he liked. His heartbeat pounded faster and his breath hitched.
Buffy smiled as she pulled away for air. She wrapped her arms around Angel's neck and pulled him down to her lips, her back arching into him. The kiss was zealous and eager.
Angel's hand's glided up Buffy's sides and over her back. A small sigh escaped her lips.
She had forgotten what it felt like to need him this close to her, like if he wasn't touching her she would stop breathing.
Angel pulled back, remembering that he had to breathe now. He had always had to pull back from their passion so not too go too far. It was a force of habit to do it still, but she tugged him back down to her, reminding him that it was ok and he didn't need to hold back any longer.
"Angel..." She breathed his name like she always had, a half sigh, half question. As though if she didn't say it he would disappear, and that was something she couldn't stand right now. Not again.
"You feel so..." Angel said, kissing her again.
Angel picked her tiny body up off the floor, one hand still tangled in her vanilla-scented hair to press her lips to his. He kicked at the door to his bedroom. He set her down again.
"I love you." She exhaled.
Angel's heart lurched. These words she had so softly spoken reached to his soul and he remembered the last time she had said it to him nearly six years ago.
He pulled back and gazed into her sparkling green eyes, "I love you, Buffy."
Buffy kissed up his jaw line and he smiled giddily. She stopped at his ear, "Make love to me...My Angel."
Angel lifted her again and took the last few steps to the bed and on that night, Angel and his soul mate became lovers once more.
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Angel awoke several hours later. He felt tiny fingers mindlessly tracing pictures over his bare chest. He took a deep breath and smelled Buffy.
"Mmmmm." He moaned.
"Morning." She propped her head up on his chest, wrapped her leg around his calf muscle and looked up at his smiling face.
He opened his eyes and kissed her forehead, "Morning."
She was glowing.
The sunlight filled the room and Angel basked at this moment in his life.
Everything was so perfect. He never wanted to leave his bed. He wanted to keep Buffy wrapped in his arms forever, never letting her go again.
Buffy kissed his chest and it brought an even wider smile to his face. Buffy felt like if she weren't already lying down, her knees would give away, "You're so beautiful."
Angel took her small fingers and brought them to his lips.
Buffy purred; a small tear fell from her happy face.
Angel felt it, "What's wrong?"
"Nothing. It's just...I'm so happy you're here."
Angel knew what she meant. Last time they made love, it ended badly. With the return of Angelus...and even times that she couldn't remember. He shivered at the memories. He pushed them away. Everything would work out now. He was human because he earned it, no repercussions.
"Me too." He gave her hand a gentle squeeze and then let go of it. She wrapped it around his abdomen and pulled him even closer to her.
"I feel like...I was made for this." Buffy said, kissing his broad chest again.
"For what?"
"To love you. Make love with you. It's perfect."
"I know what you mean."
Angel was on the cusp of sleep when Buffy asked, "Do you have to work?"
Angel took a deep breath and exhaled, "Yeah." He looked at the clock. It was one in the afternoon, "About 5 hours ago."
Buffy giggled.
Neither of them made a move to get up.
"You never told me about your day yesterday." Angel said as he kissed her crown.
"Mmmmm. It was fun. I like Ben. He's really smart. He knows a lot about weapons, which is something we have in common, other than you."
Angel smiled. The woman in his arms was so unbelievable, how could he not love her?
"And of course...shopping is always fun. I didn't spend as much as you'd think though. I promise to pay you back, by the way."
Angel shook his head, "It's ok. It's Wolfram and Hart's. Not mine. Don't worry about it."
Buffy sighed. She looked over at the clock, which now read one thirty, "I promised Ben we'd spar some in a little while."
Angel smirked again, that would be something he couldn't miss. The most powerful and legendary Slayer ever recorded, training with his son. Something he would definitely cancel his meetings for.
"And Spike." Buffy added.
"Training with Spike. When did you see Spike?" Angel questioned.
"On my way to your office yesterday. Jealous?" Buffy joked raising an eyebrow.
Angel laughed half-heartedly. Now he was definitely canceling his afternoon appointments, "Of course not." He pulled her a little closer to him, if that was possible, and planted a kiss on her shoulder.
Buffy giggled, she could definitely get used to this. "We gotta get up." She pouted.
"Yeah." Angel said, but didn't let Buffy out of his embrace.
"This is me getting up." Buffy tried, with no luck of loosening Angel's hold on her. "Okay now..." She laughed.
Angel chuckled and pulled her up so she met his face. He kissed her again, longer than his earlier kisses and then let her go.
Buffy pouted, but got up out of the bed, pulling on one of his shirts that was next to the bed. Angel watched her glide across the room and into the bathroom, bringing a bag of cosmetics and such with her.
When Buffy came back from getting dressed and ready, Angel was dressed in his regular black slacks. He wore a black sweater with a duster over it. She remembered the duster as one that he wore often in Sunnydale.
"Wanna order me some breakfast?" Buffy said.
"When we get to the office, and I think it's more like lunch."
Buffy laughed, and then took his hand in hers as they headed to the elevator.
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Ben landed on the padded floor of the training room with a hard thud, "Ouch."
"Oh come on. I barely touched you." Buffy laughed, her fighting stance fully up.
Ben picked himself up and got back into his own fight stance, fists clutched close to his chest.
Ben made for a punch to Buffy's face that she easily avoided.
Spike shifted the ice pack on his shoulder. He had finished his sparring session about ten minutes ago, thoroughly broken and bruised. Angel couldn't help but laugh at his childe's obvious pain.
The vampire and ex-vampire watched the slayer and Ben square off.
"This is The Destroyer? My puppy could beat you up...if I had a puppy that is" Buffy mused.
Ben got a dark look in his eyes; he lunged at the petite blonde and managed to knock her against the wall.
"Nice!" Angel clapped.
Buffy was up in the next second, "Who's side are you on?" she asked him.
"Nobody's." Angel said and then continued to watch as Buffy gracefully planted a roundhouse kick squarely on Ben's solar plexus that sent him crashing into the padded wall.
Buffy smiled, obviously pleased with herself, "And here I thought I was out of shape."
Spike raised an eyebrow, flinching in pain, "Yeah...right." He huffed.
Angel chuckled.
It took Ben a minute, but he recovered from the floor, ready for more.
They circled for another minute, Buffy tried her hardest to act likes she wasn't enjoying herself and that she wasn't holding back.
Buffy knew she was just stalling, holding back. She knew that in a real fight, Ben would have been down like...9 minutes ago, and they had just started 10 minutes ago. But Angel looked so proud that his son could hold his own against her, it gave her a happy.
"You're not tired are you?" She asked Ben lightly, "I'm just starting to feel it." She mimicked Faith's words from their fight to the death during Buffy's senior year of high school.
He shook his head, "I'm ready."
Buffy shrugged her shoulder and jumped into the air, launching a perfect kick-punch combo on his chest that also sent him crashing against the wall.
The Champion's grimaced, both relieved that they weren't on the receiving end of Buffy's flawlessly executed move.
"Now you're just showing off." Angel laughed to his love.
It took Ben several minutes to recover from the blow, but he was up again.
"It's all I've been doing." She told her lover, then look at Ben "I gotta hand it too you. Usually, even people I'm holding out on don't last this long." Buffy smiled. It was true. Buffy usually could only hold back for so long 'til getting bored and just finishing them off.
"You're holding back?" Ben said, rather shocked.
"Course she is. She'da handed your arse to you on a platter about 10 minutes ago if she wasn't. Slaying's what she was built for." Spike stated.
Angel looked almost shocked, but he didn't know why. He knew how powerful Buffy was. He chuckled a bit, and then turned to watch again.
"Don't hold back." Ben said.
"No can do Sparky. If I don't then you're gonna end up with one of these shiny weapons sticking through you." She gestured to the wall that was covered with weapons.
"No weapons. No holding back. Deal?" Ben asked.
Buffy nodded, "Ok. Deal."
Buffy waited for Ben to make the first move, knowing full well that she was still holding back.
Ben spun around and landed a hard kick on Buffy's stomach that sent her flying. Inwardly Buffy smiled. She knew what to do. Let him have the upper hand for a bit.
She flipped up off the floor, directly into fighting stance. She thrust her hand forward in a half-hearted punching attempt.
Ben ducked out of the way before her fist kollidascoped with his face.
Angel smiled, "She faints to her right!" he told his son.
"Angel!" Buffy said in mock anger.
"Sorry."
"Slayer's gonna kick your arse Peaches." Spike said.
Buffy ducked another one of Ben's plunges, "He's got that right."
Angel laughed.
After another few minutes of letting Ben get a few moves in, Buffy spoke up, "You ready?"
Ben furrowed his brow, but nodded.
Buffy smiled. She jumped up and wrapped her calves around Ben's neck and pulled him to the floor. She was up in another second while he was still sucking face with the pads on the floor. She pulled her leg back and used a good deal of strength to kick Ben. It sent him crashing into the padded wall, a crack be heard as the wall crumbled.
"Owwww." Ben whined.
Angel ran to his son, and pulled the pads off of him. He helped him up, "You okay?"
Ben nodded, "Well at least you didn't hold back." He said looking at Buffy, rubbing his stomach.
Buffy got a guilty look on her face.
"What?" Angel and Ben asked.
Buffy made a small hissing noise as she sucked in some air, "I held back. Just a little though."
Spike laughed, he didn't even care how much it hurt.
Angel chuckled, but tried to hold it down as to not embarrass his son.
Ben just shook his head in shock.
"No worries though. By the time you graduate from college I'll make a fighter out of you yet." Buffy smiled.
"Promise?" Ben asked.
Buffy nodded, "It's definitely in there. I can feel it. Just gotta work on getting it out."
Ben smiled and limped over to the chair next to Spike, who was still laughing hysterically.
Buffy went to her water bottle and got a drink, then toweled off. Angel wrapped his arms around her waist and kissed her neck, desire crept into his body, "I love you."
She smiled,'Oh yeah. It's good to be me.' She thought.
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Queen Boadecia- I hear ya...hope this is chapter gives you a happy...even if it's not quite an NC-17 one.
A/N: I haven't really decided what I wanna do a/b Gunn. Should I have it to where Angel saved him before the apocalypse, or he died or what? Any suggestions. I know that in one of the past chaps. I made it seem like he was gone...but that can easily be fixed.
Chapter 6
Angel came up the elevator an hour later. Buffy was laying on the couch eating leftover take out, reading a book.
Angel walked through the doors.
"Hey." Buffy said, her mouth full of food. She swallowed, "I found this in your fridge. I took a chance. Why do you have food in your fridge anyways?"
Angel laughed and plopped on the armchair next to the couch, "Maybe we should get you something else." He took the box out of her hand and set it down on the table.
Buffy's brow furrowed, suddenly regretting her decision to take the chance on the food. Buffy pulled her legs underneath herself. She flashed the cover of the book she held in her hands to Angel. It read, "Emily Dickinson's book of Poems."
"One of my favorites." He smiled.
Buffy closed the book and set it on the coffee table, "So...Do anything interesting today?" She stood up and went to one of her shopping bags next to Angel's chair and pulled out a brush. She sat on the arm of his chair as she ran the brush though her hair.
Angel could smell the familiar vanilla scent fill the room. It wasn't as powerful as when his sense heightened as a vampire, but still was hers.
"Not really. Stopped a war between 2 demon clans, signed some papers." He sighed as though it was something he did everyday.
"A war?" Buffy asked raising an eyebrow.
Angel nodded.
She looked down and smiled at him, "Sounds interesting to me."
"Want to get something to eat?"
"No. Not really. Big day." She yawned and put her brush down, "Got some blankets for your house guest?"
Angel nodded. He had been hoping that Buffy might want to share his bed with him. He slept better with her wrapped in his arms.
From the hall closet he called out, "So, did you have fun shopping with Connor today?!" He pulled down a pillow and blanket. When he turned was surprised by the petite blonde standing in front of him, nearly dropping the pile in his hands.
"Missing those vamp reflexes?" She mused.
Angel nodded and laughed.
Buffy had a look in her eyes that made him uncomfortable. Like she was looking into his very soul. She took the blankets from his large hands and dropped them on the floor next to her.
She took his hands in her and smiled at him as she wrapped them around her waist. She tiptoed up and kissed him.
The kiss took Angel by surprise, but this surprise he liked. His heartbeat pounded faster and his breath hitched.
Buffy smiled as she pulled away for air. She wrapped her arms around Angel's neck and pulled him down to her lips, her back arching into him. The kiss was zealous and eager.
Angel's hand's glided up Buffy's sides and over her back. A small sigh escaped her lips.
She had forgotten what it felt like to need him this close to her, like if he wasn't touching her she would stop breathing.
Angel pulled back, remembering that he had to breathe now. He had always had to pull back from their passion so not too go too far. It was a force of habit to do it still, but she tugged him back down to her, reminding him that it was ok and he didn't need to hold back any longer.
"Angel..." She breathed his name like she always had, a half sigh, half question. As though if she didn't say it he would disappear, and that was something she couldn't stand right now. Not again.
"You feel so..." Angel said, kissing her again.
Angel picked her tiny body up off the floor, one hand still tangled in her vanilla-scented hair to press her lips to his. He kicked at the door to his bedroom. He set her down again.
"I love you." She exhaled.
Angel's heart lurched. These words she had so softly spoken reached to his soul and he remembered the last time she had said it to him nearly six years ago.
He pulled back and gazed into her sparkling green eyes, "I love you, Buffy."
Buffy kissed up his jaw line and he smiled giddily. She stopped at his ear, "Make love to me...My Angel."
Angel lifted her again and took the last few steps to the bed and on that night, Angel and his soul mate became lovers once more.
~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~
Angel awoke several hours later. He felt tiny fingers mindlessly tracing pictures over his bare chest. He took a deep breath and smelled Buffy.
"Mmmmm." He moaned.
"Morning." She propped her head up on his chest, wrapped her leg around his calf muscle and looked up at his smiling face.
He opened his eyes and kissed her forehead, "Morning."
She was glowing.
The sunlight filled the room and Angel basked at this moment in his life.
Everything was so perfect. He never wanted to leave his bed. He wanted to keep Buffy wrapped in his arms forever, never letting her go again.
Buffy kissed his chest and it brought an even wider smile to his face. Buffy felt like if she weren't already lying down, her knees would give away, "You're so beautiful."
Angel took her small fingers and brought them to his lips.
Buffy purred; a small tear fell from her happy face.
Angel felt it, "What's wrong?"
"Nothing. It's just...I'm so happy you're here."
Angel knew what she meant. Last time they made love, it ended badly. With the return of Angelus...and even times that she couldn't remember. He shivered at the memories. He pushed them away. Everything would work out now. He was human because he earned it, no repercussions.
"Me too." He gave her hand a gentle squeeze and then let go of it. She wrapped it around his abdomen and pulled him even closer to her.
"I feel like...I was made for this." Buffy said, kissing his broad chest again.
"For what?"
"To love you. Make love with you. It's perfect."
"I know what you mean."
Angel was on the cusp of sleep when Buffy asked, "Do you have to work?"
Angel took a deep breath and exhaled, "Yeah." He looked at the clock. It was one in the afternoon, "About 5 hours ago."
Buffy giggled.
Neither of them made a move to get up.
"You never told me about your day yesterday." Angel said as he kissed her crown.
"Mmmmm. It was fun. I like Ben. He's really smart. He knows a lot about weapons, which is something we have in common, other than you."
Angel smiled. The woman in his arms was so unbelievable, how could he not love her?
"And of course...shopping is always fun. I didn't spend as much as you'd think though. I promise to pay you back, by the way."
Angel shook his head, "It's ok. It's Wolfram and Hart's. Not mine. Don't worry about it."
Buffy sighed. She looked over at the clock, which now read one thirty, "I promised Ben we'd spar some in a little while."
Angel smirked again, that would be something he couldn't miss. The most powerful and legendary Slayer ever recorded, training with his son. Something he would definitely cancel his meetings for.
"And Spike." Buffy added.
"Training with Spike. When did you see Spike?" Angel questioned.
"On my way to your office yesterday. Jealous?" Buffy joked raising an eyebrow.
Angel laughed half-heartedly. Now he was definitely canceling his afternoon appointments, "Of course not." He pulled her a little closer to him, if that was possible, and planted a kiss on her shoulder.
Buffy giggled, she could definitely get used to this. "We gotta get up." She pouted.
"Yeah." Angel said, but didn't let Buffy out of his embrace.
"This is me getting up." Buffy tried, with no luck of loosening Angel's hold on her. "Okay now..." She laughed.
Angel chuckled and pulled her up so she met his face. He kissed her again, longer than his earlier kisses and then let her go.
Buffy pouted, but got up out of the bed, pulling on one of his shirts that was next to the bed. Angel watched her glide across the room and into the bathroom, bringing a bag of cosmetics and such with her.
When Buffy came back from getting dressed and ready, Angel was dressed in his regular black slacks. He wore a black sweater with a duster over it. She remembered the duster as one that he wore often in Sunnydale.
"Wanna order me some breakfast?" Buffy said.
"When we get to the office, and I think it's more like lunch."
Buffy laughed, and then took his hand in hers as they headed to the elevator.
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Ben landed on the padded floor of the training room with a hard thud, "Ouch."
"Oh come on. I barely touched you." Buffy laughed, her fighting stance fully up.
Ben picked himself up and got back into his own fight stance, fists clutched close to his chest.
Ben made for a punch to Buffy's face that she easily avoided.
Spike shifted the ice pack on his shoulder. He had finished his sparring session about ten minutes ago, thoroughly broken and bruised. Angel couldn't help but laugh at his childe's obvious pain.
The vampire and ex-vampire watched the slayer and Ben square off.
"This is The Destroyer? My puppy could beat you up...if I had a puppy that is" Buffy mused.
Ben got a dark look in his eyes; he lunged at the petite blonde and managed to knock her against the wall.
"Nice!" Angel clapped.
Buffy was up in the next second, "Who's side are you on?" she asked him.
"Nobody's." Angel said and then continued to watch as Buffy gracefully planted a roundhouse kick squarely on Ben's solar plexus that sent him crashing into the padded wall.
Buffy smiled, obviously pleased with herself, "And here I thought I was out of shape."
Spike raised an eyebrow, flinching in pain, "Yeah...right." He huffed.
Angel chuckled.
It took Ben a minute, but he recovered from the floor, ready for more.
They circled for another minute, Buffy tried her hardest to act likes she wasn't enjoying herself and that she wasn't holding back.
Buffy knew she was just stalling, holding back. She knew that in a real fight, Ben would have been down like...9 minutes ago, and they had just started 10 minutes ago. But Angel looked so proud that his son could hold his own against her, it gave her a happy.
"You're not tired are you?" She asked Ben lightly, "I'm just starting to feel it." She mimicked Faith's words from their fight to the death during Buffy's senior year of high school.
He shook his head, "I'm ready."
Buffy shrugged her shoulder and jumped into the air, launching a perfect kick-punch combo on his chest that also sent him crashing against the wall.
The Champion's grimaced, both relieved that they weren't on the receiving end of Buffy's flawlessly executed move.
"Now you're just showing off." Angel laughed to his love.
It took Ben several minutes to recover from the blow, but he was up again.
"It's all I've been doing." She told her lover, then look at Ben "I gotta hand it too you. Usually, even people I'm holding out on don't last this long." Buffy smiled. It was true. Buffy usually could only hold back for so long 'til getting bored and just finishing them off.
"You're holding back?" Ben said, rather shocked.
"Course she is. She'da handed your arse to you on a platter about 10 minutes ago if she wasn't. Slaying's what she was built for." Spike stated.
Angel looked almost shocked, but he didn't know why. He knew how powerful Buffy was. He chuckled a bit, and then turned to watch again.
"Don't hold back." Ben said.
"No can do Sparky. If I don't then you're gonna end up with one of these shiny weapons sticking through you." She gestured to the wall that was covered with weapons.
"No weapons. No holding back. Deal?" Ben asked.
Buffy nodded, "Ok. Deal."
Buffy waited for Ben to make the first move, knowing full well that she was still holding back.
Ben spun around and landed a hard kick on Buffy's stomach that sent her flying. Inwardly Buffy smiled. She knew what to do. Let him have the upper hand for a bit.
She flipped up off the floor, directly into fighting stance. She thrust her hand forward in a half-hearted punching attempt.
Ben ducked out of the way before her fist kollidascoped with his face.
Angel smiled, "She faints to her right!" he told his son.
"Angel!" Buffy said in mock anger.
"Sorry."
"Slayer's gonna kick your arse Peaches." Spike said.
Buffy ducked another one of Ben's plunges, "He's got that right."
Angel laughed.
After another few minutes of letting Ben get a few moves in, Buffy spoke up, "You ready?"
Ben furrowed his brow, but nodded.
Buffy smiled. She jumped up and wrapped her calves around Ben's neck and pulled him to the floor. She was up in another second while he was still sucking face with the pads on the floor. She pulled her leg back and used a good deal of strength to kick Ben. It sent him crashing into the padded wall, a crack be heard as the wall crumbled.
"Owwww." Ben whined.
Angel ran to his son, and pulled the pads off of him. He helped him up, "You okay?"
Ben nodded, "Well at least you didn't hold back." He said looking at Buffy, rubbing his stomach.
Buffy got a guilty look on her face.
"What?" Angel and Ben asked.
Buffy made a small hissing noise as she sucked in some air, "I held back. Just a little though."
Spike laughed, he didn't even care how much it hurt.
Angel chuckled, but tried to hold it down as to not embarrass his son.
Ben just shook his head in shock.
"No worries though. By the time you graduate from college I'll make a fighter out of you yet." Buffy smiled.
"Promise?" Ben asked.
Buffy nodded, "It's definitely in there. I can feel it. Just gotta work on getting it out."
Ben smiled and limped over to the chair next to Spike, who was still laughing hysterically.
Buffy went to her water bottle and got a drink, then toweled off. Angel wrapped his arms around her waist and kissed her neck, desire crept into his body, "I love you."
She smiled,'Oh yeah. It's good to be me.' She thought.
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