Chapter 9- Fighting the Darkness
A.N- I just read over the chapters on ff.net and I just realized that it is not italicizing the things that I have italicized on Word. So sorry about any confusion that might have caused. I will denote dream thoughts a different way from now on! Review and Angel will visit you in a dream!! Well, maybe not, but if you read this really late at night right before bed it might happen!
Buffy got out of the shower and entered her room. She was slightly relieved that Spike had already made an exit. He could make her crazy sometimes, but he was generally pretty considerate about giving her space after their little trysts. Her slayer senses made the sex incredible, but they made her feel worthless afterwards. And now, she had the added pleasure of going to see Angel.
"There is no sense in pretending it didn't happen. He will be able to smell it all over you. Stupid vampire senses." Buffy muttered to herself. She opened the closet door and thoughtfully looked into the closet. She knew she would need to have free moving clothes, she just may end up fighting with Angel. Finally, she chose black pants, a cream colored tank top and her trusty boots. She pulled her long blonde hair back into a ponytail and left it alone.
As she was about to open the door, it occurred to her that if anyone was still in the house they had almost certainly heard her when she screamed from the orgasm. "Shit."
Buffy crept quietly down the stairs, relieved by the silence from the kitchen. Apparently Willow had taken Dawn out somewhere. Probably right after she had talked to Spike. "Thank heaven for Willow."
Angel was working out when he sensed Buffy nearing the mansion. He could sense her nervousness, her preparation to fight. It was the first hint that something was about to piss him off. Buffy was never like that unless she had done something she knew would make him angry. Angelus swelled within him, desperate to get out, release the pent-up anger and sexual tension he had been dealing with for so long. His hands balled into fists at his sides as he struggled to contain him. Unfortunately, he was not under control when Buffy walked in and the scent of Spike overwhelmed his nostrils.
"Angel." Buffy said his name softly. She walked closer to him, and as she did it registered to Angel that it wasn't just the smell of Spike, but the combined smell of Buffy and Spike, and that tell tale smell of sex. No amount of washing she could have done would have removed it. Not this soon, and not for his vamp senses. 'Oh hell Buffy. You don't know what you've done' Angel thought, as his jealousy gave the reins of control to Angelus.
"You just couldn't wait could you? Couldn't wait a few more weeks to have us both, noooo. not the slutty slayer. What did you want, have sex with us everyday until the threesome? I to believe I felt sorry for you yesterday.. Stuggling to deal with giving up your morals." Angelus growled at her.
Buffy's chin came up. She started to get upset, but then she saw the look in his eyes, that burning evil, and her slayer senses kicked into overdrive. "Angelus. It's been a while. Do you think I would let your petty words hurt me? I am not seventeen anymore, and this is not the day after losing my virginity."
"No, that is long gone, slayer." He struck out at her, but Buffy expertly dodged his lunge. She indulged his need for the physical release. In essence, she understood it. This damn prophecy was hurting Angel too, and letting Angelus deal with it for a little while was akin to her little rendevous this morning with Spike. They dueled, matching each other blow for blow. Fighting she could handle, she was good at it.
Angelus flipped her onto her back. It momentarily stunned her, knocking the breath from her. Angelus crushed his lips to hers, taking advantadge of her temporary weakness. "Spike could never match up to me in bed Slayer. How about I show you what it is really like. right before I kill you." In her mind, she rolled her eyes, but she whispered "ok", using the shock that caused him to kick him off of her and against the wall. Angelus slumped and looked at the floor.
"Since when do you want sloppy seconds, Angelus?" Buffy braced herself for his next attack. Instead, he looked up at her and said simply. "Technically I had it first," right before Angel slipped back into control. She saw the change within his chocolate eyes. He stood slowly, cradling his ribs with his hand.
"I'm sorry Angel. I just wanted to forget for a little while." He raised a hand to stop her. "Don't apologize. You have nothing to be sorry for. Buff, you and Spike were. doing whatever it is you are doing before I came into town with this prophecy. I am the one who should be sorry. Lately, I haven't been able to control him as well. It is like sense that day he was vanquished from the Morah demon, and then brought back he has been more determined then ever to come out. I just got so jealous.." Buffy placed her hand on his arm, and for a moment he could see it.
He saw her guiding Spike with her hand, saw her screaming as he brought her over the edge. Angelus swelled again, but this time, Angel managed to push him back and resist the urge to scream.
He brushed back a piece of hair from her face. "God Buff, I want to erase his smell from you." He kissed her then, gently, softly. He explored every crevace of her perfect mouth with his tounge until the taste of Spike was gone. Buffy sighed and started to lean into his kiss, but this time her conscience got the best of her. She may be well on her way down the road to slutdom, but no way in hell was she about to sleep with both of them within two hours of each other. They may be about to have a threesome, but this was just wrong.
"Stop Angel. I can't do this right now, not when I just.." Buffy lightly pushed his chest with her hand. He closed his eyes. "Yeah, I know. Ya know Buff, I can't promise I won't kill him. He is going to say something."
Buffy shook her head. "I don't think so, not this time. I saw him actual consider stopping, he fears you on some level Angel. Maybe its because you are his sire. I don't know. I think he will probably keep his mouth shut this time."
"Righto pet. I wouldn't say fear exactly, but I will take soul-boy here of that bastard Angelus any day." Spike's voice carried from the doorway. "But let's talk about something else shall we? Peaches here looks like he is about to have kittens, and for once, Spikey actually has something important to talk about."
"What is it William?" Angel growled. Buffy's eyebrow lifted at the use of Spike's real name, and she silently placed her hand back onto his arm to help him calm down. Spike watched the two quietly, he had always hated Angel. But Dru had never truly loved Angel, well either of them really. She had been too crazy for those kinds of emotions. But the fact that Buffy could sense Angel's thoughts with out being a vamp meant that this was real. And it made him want to weep. And that made him pissed off, because he hated feeling weak.
"I did some investigating today. I asked around about any new baddies here in Sunnyhell and apparently, there are some Noctious demons in town."
"What the hell is going on here? Why were you investigating? And what the hell is a Noctious demon?" Buffy shouted at him.
"Well pet, you didn't really give me a chance to tell you anything did you?" Buffy's cheeks turned crimson. Angel glared at him, "Shut up, Spike. Or you won't damn make it to the Harvest Moon." He turned to Buffy, "a Noctious demon is a shadow demon. They literally look like a walking shadow. Part of their power is that they can overhear lots of information because you cannot see them. Last night, Aphrodite stopped here and told us that a dark force had overheard you telling Spikey-boy here about the prophecy. She said that the force wanted to either stop us from fulfilling the prophecy and letting the world fall into darkness or to take the child and raise it. A child of ours."
"Or mine peaches. There is no guarantee that your swimmers are any better then mine."
"Dammit Spike! I swear to all that is holy if you don't shut the hell up, I am going to," Angel's face slid into vamp mode as he threatened Spike.
"Guys! Can we please focus? If there are badies running around trying to decide what I am going to do with my life and that of my baby, I think that is a little more important then who has better swimmers. You two are acting like children! None of us like the situation, but hell, there isn't anything we can do about it. So let's just do what we all do best, kick some demon butt ok?" Buffy struggled to keep her anger under wraps. It felt good though, the anger. It was much more liberating then what she had been feeling recently. In a way, she was almost glad that there was a bad guy after them. Now she had an enemy to actually fight instead of just sitting around and cursing the fates for the position she was in.
"A child made between a slayer and a master vamp has never been created, right?" At Angel's nod, Buffy finished what he had been about to say earlier. "So, a child that I and whoever," she stressed, "would be an incredible fighter and if raised the wrong way."
"The child could take over the world," Spike and Angel finished softly.
The trio looked at each other in fear, unsure of what to do.
A.N- I just read over the chapters on ff.net and I just realized that it is not italicizing the things that I have italicized on Word. So sorry about any confusion that might have caused. I will denote dream thoughts a different way from now on! Review and Angel will visit you in a dream!! Well, maybe not, but if you read this really late at night right before bed it might happen!
Buffy got out of the shower and entered her room. She was slightly relieved that Spike had already made an exit. He could make her crazy sometimes, but he was generally pretty considerate about giving her space after their little trysts. Her slayer senses made the sex incredible, but they made her feel worthless afterwards. And now, she had the added pleasure of going to see Angel.
"There is no sense in pretending it didn't happen. He will be able to smell it all over you. Stupid vampire senses." Buffy muttered to herself. She opened the closet door and thoughtfully looked into the closet. She knew she would need to have free moving clothes, she just may end up fighting with Angel. Finally, she chose black pants, a cream colored tank top and her trusty boots. She pulled her long blonde hair back into a ponytail and left it alone.
As she was about to open the door, it occurred to her that if anyone was still in the house they had almost certainly heard her when she screamed from the orgasm. "Shit."
Buffy crept quietly down the stairs, relieved by the silence from the kitchen. Apparently Willow had taken Dawn out somewhere. Probably right after she had talked to Spike. "Thank heaven for Willow."
Angel was working out when he sensed Buffy nearing the mansion. He could sense her nervousness, her preparation to fight. It was the first hint that something was about to piss him off. Buffy was never like that unless she had done something she knew would make him angry. Angelus swelled within him, desperate to get out, release the pent-up anger and sexual tension he had been dealing with for so long. His hands balled into fists at his sides as he struggled to contain him. Unfortunately, he was not under control when Buffy walked in and the scent of Spike overwhelmed his nostrils.
"Angel." Buffy said his name softly. She walked closer to him, and as she did it registered to Angel that it wasn't just the smell of Spike, but the combined smell of Buffy and Spike, and that tell tale smell of sex. No amount of washing she could have done would have removed it. Not this soon, and not for his vamp senses. 'Oh hell Buffy. You don't know what you've done' Angel thought, as his jealousy gave the reins of control to Angelus.
"You just couldn't wait could you? Couldn't wait a few more weeks to have us both, noooo. not the slutty slayer. What did you want, have sex with us everyday until the threesome? I to believe I felt sorry for you yesterday.. Stuggling to deal with giving up your morals." Angelus growled at her.
Buffy's chin came up. She started to get upset, but then she saw the look in his eyes, that burning evil, and her slayer senses kicked into overdrive. "Angelus. It's been a while. Do you think I would let your petty words hurt me? I am not seventeen anymore, and this is not the day after losing my virginity."
"No, that is long gone, slayer." He struck out at her, but Buffy expertly dodged his lunge. She indulged his need for the physical release. In essence, she understood it. This damn prophecy was hurting Angel too, and letting Angelus deal with it for a little while was akin to her little rendevous this morning with Spike. They dueled, matching each other blow for blow. Fighting she could handle, she was good at it.
Angelus flipped her onto her back. It momentarily stunned her, knocking the breath from her. Angelus crushed his lips to hers, taking advantadge of her temporary weakness. "Spike could never match up to me in bed Slayer. How about I show you what it is really like. right before I kill you." In her mind, she rolled her eyes, but she whispered "ok", using the shock that caused him to kick him off of her and against the wall. Angelus slumped and looked at the floor.
"Since when do you want sloppy seconds, Angelus?" Buffy braced herself for his next attack. Instead, he looked up at her and said simply. "Technically I had it first," right before Angel slipped back into control. She saw the change within his chocolate eyes. He stood slowly, cradling his ribs with his hand.
"I'm sorry Angel. I just wanted to forget for a little while." He raised a hand to stop her. "Don't apologize. You have nothing to be sorry for. Buff, you and Spike were. doing whatever it is you are doing before I came into town with this prophecy. I am the one who should be sorry. Lately, I haven't been able to control him as well. It is like sense that day he was vanquished from the Morah demon, and then brought back he has been more determined then ever to come out. I just got so jealous.." Buffy placed her hand on his arm, and for a moment he could see it.
He saw her guiding Spike with her hand, saw her screaming as he brought her over the edge. Angelus swelled again, but this time, Angel managed to push him back and resist the urge to scream.
He brushed back a piece of hair from her face. "God Buff, I want to erase his smell from you." He kissed her then, gently, softly. He explored every crevace of her perfect mouth with his tounge until the taste of Spike was gone. Buffy sighed and started to lean into his kiss, but this time her conscience got the best of her. She may be well on her way down the road to slutdom, but no way in hell was she about to sleep with both of them within two hours of each other. They may be about to have a threesome, but this was just wrong.
"Stop Angel. I can't do this right now, not when I just.." Buffy lightly pushed his chest with her hand. He closed his eyes. "Yeah, I know. Ya know Buff, I can't promise I won't kill him. He is going to say something."
Buffy shook her head. "I don't think so, not this time. I saw him actual consider stopping, he fears you on some level Angel. Maybe its because you are his sire. I don't know. I think he will probably keep his mouth shut this time."
"Righto pet. I wouldn't say fear exactly, but I will take soul-boy here of that bastard Angelus any day." Spike's voice carried from the doorway. "But let's talk about something else shall we? Peaches here looks like he is about to have kittens, and for once, Spikey actually has something important to talk about."
"What is it William?" Angel growled. Buffy's eyebrow lifted at the use of Spike's real name, and she silently placed her hand back onto his arm to help him calm down. Spike watched the two quietly, he had always hated Angel. But Dru had never truly loved Angel, well either of them really. She had been too crazy for those kinds of emotions. But the fact that Buffy could sense Angel's thoughts with out being a vamp meant that this was real. And it made him want to weep. And that made him pissed off, because he hated feeling weak.
"I did some investigating today. I asked around about any new baddies here in Sunnyhell and apparently, there are some Noctious demons in town."
"What the hell is going on here? Why were you investigating? And what the hell is a Noctious demon?" Buffy shouted at him.
"Well pet, you didn't really give me a chance to tell you anything did you?" Buffy's cheeks turned crimson. Angel glared at him, "Shut up, Spike. Or you won't damn make it to the Harvest Moon." He turned to Buffy, "a Noctious demon is a shadow demon. They literally look like a walking shadow. Part of their power is that they can overhear lots of information because you cannot see them. Last night, Aphrodite stopped here and told us that a dark force had overheard you telling Spikey-boy here about the prophecy. She said that the force wanted to either stop us from fulfilling the prophecy and letting the world fall into darkness or to take the child and raise it. A child of ours."
"Or mine peaches. There is no guarantee that your swimmers are any better then mine."
"Dammit Spike! I swear to all that is holy if you don't shut the hell up, I am going to," Angel's face slid into vamp mode as he threatened Spike.
"Guys! Can we please focus? If there are badies running around trying to decide what I am going to do with my life and that of my baby, I think that is a little more important then who has better swimmers. You two are acting like children! None of us like the situation, but hell, there isn't anything we can do about it. So let's just do what we all do best, kick some demon butt ok?" Buffy struggled to keep her anger under wraps. It felt good though, the anger. It was much more liberating then what she had been feeling recently. In a way, she was almost glad that there was a bad guy after them. Now she had an enemy to actually fight instead of just sitting around and cursing the fates for the position she was in.
"A child made between a slayer and a master vamp has never been created, right?" At Angel's nod, Buffy finished what he had been about to say earlier. "So, a child that I and whoever," she stressed, "would be an incredible fighter and if raised the wrong way."
"The child could take over the world," Spike and Angel finished softly.
The trio looked at each other in fear, unsure of what to do.