TITLE: In the Past, In the Future
AUTHOR: Danielle
E-MAIL: eternally218@yahoo.com DISCLAIMER: All Joss Whedon's
SUMMARY: AU Buffy and Angel are forced to marry, but what happens in the future? DISTRIBUTION: Take it. Just tell me first.
FEEDBACK: Please, I would really like to now what you guys thought.
AN: Look what happened before has a big part in the story now; I wouldn't have done it if there was no point to it. It will be more towards the end. I wouldn't have put you through this torture in the beginning if there was no point. I hope you enjoy.
AN: No feedback no part 11. And I have to say this is really were the story begins, so if you want Part 11 got give the feedback. I live on it people.
AN: I know I said this part was NC-17 but it really is the next part, sorry!!
Part 11
Angel sat on his guest room bed staring into nowhere. He felt like shit. This wasn't the first time either. He remembered when he came home one day and there she was, Darla and Lindsey fucking in his bed. Why he toke her back, he wasn't exactly sure. Maybe it was all the begging she did. Saying how much she was sorry. But for the most part it had really been a real break through to his ego.
It wasn't like he didn't get around a lot. The facts that girls always came crawling back showed him that he was good. Then he actually started to fuck Darla on a regular basis and it sort of became a relationship. Its not that he loved her, far from it. Just he wanted to be able to trust her on some level. She was his girlfriend. He could care less that she had left this apartment, going back to LA without any money. Its just ego, man. But what did Lindsey have that he didn't?
"Knock knock," a soft voice was heard next to his door. He looked up and there stood the object of his affection. The very lovely Buffy Summers.
"Hi," he said unenthusiastically.
Why? He had no idea. But that didn't scare her away. It just brought her closer to him and he noticed just how beautiful she looked. She sat with her legs crossed on the bed and looked him straight in the eye.
"Are you feeling okay?" she asked, "You seemed upset," she laughed slightly, "Well, anybody would be upset if there girlfriend cheated on them. And I'm thinking this isn't the first time it had happened."
Angel looked up at the blonde and slight smirk crossed his face, "Really. It's just a broken ego," he smiled lightly.
She shook her head, "Figures. Men. They break up with their girlfriend just because they have a broken ego," she looked over to the broody guy and leaned in, "So tell me, if she cheated on you does that mean aren't good in bed?" she questioned.
"Oh that's it lady."
He laughed and picked her up and started to tickle her mad. What am I doing? Angel thought to himself. He barely knew Buffy, but yet he felt comfortable tickling her. He never had playful banter with Darla before. Or any of his girlfriends. Her voice so full of laughter, Angel just couldn't get enough of it.
"Stop, Angel, stop please?" the blonde yelled into between laughs.
"Only if you say Angel is the best guy in bed ever," he responded, fully knowing what her next sentence was going to be.
"But I haven't slept with you. So I wouldn't know."
He smiled evilly down at her. And she for the first time noticed her position. Lying under him with him on top of her, there legs twined. And seeing the look on his face she had a feeling this was planned.
"I guess we will have to fix that," he responded to Buffy's comment.
Yup, definitely a plan, Buffy thought to herself. But before she knew it Angel's lips where on hers gently nibbling each lip, before plunging into a deep kiss. Buffy moaned into his mouth, my god Angel is an amazing kisser.
Angel gently pleaded for her mouth to open so he could explore the insides of her mouth. She opened it slowly and he stuck his tongue in her mouth exploring all the different ways it was shaped. She started to unbutton his shirt and he suddenly stopped his kissing. She whimpered and saw his lips where bruised, his hair all muffled and she guessed she wasn't any better looking.
"Baby, when I said that we should... I wasn't being serious. I mean I want you but we don't have to rush. Kissing is just fine with me." he said, blabbing slightly. But as he talked his hand was slowly making its way to her breast.
She smiled, "its okay. Really. I want to," but now she was suddenly feeling nervous.
"Buffy, we really don't have to," he said, putting his hand inside her bra and caressing the breast sweetly.
"Angel, will you just shut up and make love to me!"
He stilled at her blunt words, "Buffy, I can wait," he said as he toke off her shirt and started to kiss her nipple.
"Oh God. Angel, do you feel that? Please!"
He looked at her for a second, "Baby, have you ever done it before?" he asked as started to nip her lower lip.
"Oh- does it matter?" she asked blushing slightly.
What if it turned him off? What if he thought she was disgusting? But as his thrust at the bottom of her pants see had a feeling it didn't matter if she was a virgin or not.
"Baby, I just wanna know. I wanna do this right." Buffy shook her head and he replied, squeezing her breast, "See that wasn't so hard."
"It doesn't turn you off?" she asked as he greedily sucked her nipple.
"Baby, to know no one has been inside you before, its got to be the biggest turn on," he said between her moans, he thrust into her slightly so she could feel his erection and her eyes went huge, "Do you believe me know?" She nodded her head, "Now shut up, and let me make love to you." At her eager nod they continued, several times.
***
"Wow," Buffy said for the third time in a row.
Angel just chuckled. Buffy and Angel had made love several times before there energy had taken them away and they feel asleep, against each others arms. And when Angel had woken up before Buffy, he looked at her and studied her before she rose. When Buffy rose she hadn't been fully aware what was going on and where she was and what had happened the night before. She looked up at her newly made lover and gave him a shy smile. In which he reacted by pulling her tighter into his arms and kissing her thoroughly, turning her over so he could proceed to make love for the first time this morning. And in the afternoon, Buffy started to whisper 'wows' against Angel's chest.
"That was nice, more than nice. It was amazing," she said, snuggling more into his chest. He laughed slightly and brought her closer to him.
"It was amazing, baby," he whispered into her hair. She got up and he whimpered at the loss of his lover. "Where are you going?" Angel demanded.
Buffy yawned and lazily smiled at Angel, "I'm stretching, and I thought I would take a shower. Clean myself from all that musk."
Though the words might not have been so erotic to Buffy, Angel grew hard and suddenly picked her up and headed for the door.
"Angel!" Buffy squealed as he started to open the door, "Where are you going?"
Angel smiled evilly at her, "Where gonna take a shower, do you have a complaint?" he asked with eyebrows raised.
"N-No. But can you do that, I mean take a shower, together?" he smiled at her venerability and nodded, "But Willow and everyone are in the kitchen. They will see us naked!" Buffy argued.
"I'm sure if they see my ass they will be just fine."
Buffy was once again going to protest but he shushed her with a kiss and sprinted towards the bathroom.
Doyle, Willow, and Cordelia saw a blur of nakedness run towards the bathroom. They looked at each other then Cordelia said...
"Don't know. Probably find out later. But I think I'm scarred. That was Angel's ass!"
***
Buffy was spooned against Angel's chest and he was stroking her stomach. She smiled to herself. God, she felt so sore. But in a good way. After they had taken that shower (which was amazing) he had wrapped her in a towel and then he picked her up, fireman style and carried her towards there room, ignoring the stares of Cordelia, Doyle and Willow looking at them knowingly. Once they reached her room he ripped off her towel and his, and made love to her twice before they were too tired to do it again.
So now she sat tiredly spooned against her beloved's chest, half awake and half asleep. She kept thinking, I lost my virginity. TO ANGEL! She smiled at that thought. And a good losing a virginity it was, sort of, till all that pain went away, she added to her thought.
"What are you smiling at?" he whispered into her hair.
"You," she replied as she turned around.
"Good to know," he said as he put his forehead against hers and put his hand around her waist.
"Are you leaving?" she asked taking his hands off of hers started playing with them, twining them with her own.
"To LA, yeah," he said.
"Oh, oh. Okay," So he was just using her to get some. Rebound girl. God she was so stupid!
"But I was wondering if maybe you could come with me, for a while," he said gently stroking her hair.
"You want me to come with you? Like to LA?" she said, looking at him.
Angel smiled gently and brought her lips to his. "Why wouldn't I want you there? I would want my parents to meet the girl who is mine."
Buffy's eyes widened at the mention of meeting his parents. And he also thinks I'm his! She was his! I'm Angel's. Angel thinks I'm his!
"You really think I'm yours?" Buffy asked quietly.
"Of course. Cause if you don't then I mean, never mind," he said, looking at the wall above her.
Buffy rolled her eyes and put her whole body on top of his. She faced him and smiled, "I'm yours," he smiled at that and then they kissed. For a very long time.
***
"So you and Buffy?" Cordelia said as she and Angel cleaned the table.
"Cordelia," Angel said looking at her, "I don't care what you say. I really like her," he then stuffed the plates in the dish washer.
"I'm just saying, but don't you think its going a little fast. I mean one second you and Darla our gone the next you and Buffy are acting like bunnies with each other."
Angel turned around and grabbed her shoulders, "Cordelia shut up! I'm not asking for your blessing. And don't even want to talk about it," he snarled at her.
And he really didn't want to talk about it. Buffy and his business was no else's but there's. He liked Buffy, a lot. But the last person he wanted to talk to about his relationship was Cordelia. She would probably just fuck it up. And he wanted Buffy to stay awhile. Maybe forever...
"Well you have my blessing. I didn't say I like Buffy, but she is a lot better then Darla."
Angel rolled his eyes, "God women, do you know you just make everything complicated."
This time Cordelia rolled her eyes, "But Angel that's my job."
***
Buffy looked at Willow who was looking at her, eyebrows raised, "What?" Buffy asked exasperated from all the staring going on.
"Nothing. Did I say something?"
Buffy rolled her eyes and sat down, "Then stop staring," Willow lifted one eyebrow higher and smirked, "Shut up!" Buffy said.
"Again, I didn't say anything. So going to LA, with Angel. For a week, interesting news."
Buffy looked at Willow and then just laughed, "I really like him," Buffy said to her best friend.
"I can tell."
At that second Doyle came up the stairs carrying there mail, "Got you guys your mail," he said slapping it on the table.
"Doyle," Cordelia said as Angel and she came out of the kitchen.
Angel looked at Buffy and brought her closer towards him, "Hey baby," he whispered as he kissed her earlobe lightly.
"PDA Angel!" Cordelia screamed. Buffy and Angel just laughed at her being uncomfortable.
"Buffy," Willow said seriously. Buffy turned around from Angel's hands and looked at the red head who was acting all serious, "It's the letter you wanted."
Buffy looked at Willow then at the envelope. She got out of Angel's embrace and toke the letter from Willow. She looked at her for a second then at Angel. She turned around and went inside the door and locked it.
"What was that?" Angel asked. But he didn't get a reply because Willow went inside her room.
***
Buffy sat on her bed almost crying. Her hand shaking slightly with the job she had probably wanted all her life. To start working as a fashion director. To have her own line of clothing. To be known as the greatest. Buffy Summers. Or Summers of just Buffy. But to be known for something she loved to do. And she finally got expected to a consultant for Chanel, which she had been begging for years now.
All the way in New York, far, far away from Angel. She stuffed her head in the pillow and cried softly. Why? Why now? When everything in her life was perfect. She had friends to die for, a boyfriend who was hot and sweet and everything a girl wanted. She heard a knock on the door and her eyes shot up to the worried voice on the other side.
"Buffy, baby can I come in?"
Buffy stuffed her head in her pillow to stop her from saying something. As much as she wanted to throw the door open, she couldn't. She had to think about what she was going to do.
"Buffy?" Angel asked in a broken voice.
Buffy held her self back as she heard his voice. She heard footsteps walk down the hallway and then she heard the door slam. God, she hurt his feelings. Slowly more and more tears seemed to fall down her face. And then it hit her. She loved him. She loved him. He was sweet, kind, sexy, caring, loving and the list could go on. But she let him leave her door feeling dejected because she had to 'think.' She had enough thinking and her thinking was complete. She loved him and she wasn't going to leave him. Even if it meant giving up her dream. (
TBC- You know writing this part sort of made me depressed, so make me happy like but sending me happiness, there special little emails that show you might get the next part but if the person doesn't get them then no next part so... please send (FEEDBACK, just in case your slow...)
E-MAIL: eternally218@yahoo.com DISCLAIMER: All Joss Whedon's
SUMMARY: AU Buffy and Angel are forced to marry, but what happens in the future? DISTRIBUTION: Take it. Just tell me first.
FEEDBACK: Please, I would really like to now what you guys thought.
AN: Look what happened before has a big part in the story now; I wouldn't have done it if there was no point to it. It will be more towards the end. I wouldn't have put you through this torture in the beginning if there was no point. I hope you enjoy.
AN: No feedback no part 11. And I have to say this is really were the story begins, so if you want Part 11 got give the feedback. I live on it people.
AN: I know I said this part was NC-17 but it really is the next part, sorry!!
Part 11
Angel sat on his guest room bed staring into nowhere. He felt like shit. This wasn't the first time either. He remembered when he came home one day and there she was, Darla and Lindsey fucking in his bed. Why he toke her back, he wasn't exactly sure. Maybe it was all the begging she did. Saying how much she was sorry. But for the most part it had really been a real break through to his ego.
It wasn't like he didn't get around a lot. The facts that girls always came crawling back showed him that he was good. Then he actually started to fuck Darla on a regular basis and it sort of became a relationship. Its not that he loved her, far from it. Just he wanted to be able to trust her on some level. She was his girlfriend. He could care less that she had left this apartment, going back to LA without any money. Its just ego, man. But what did Lindsey have that he didn't?
"Knock knock," a soft voice was heard next to his door. He looked up and there stood the object of his affection. The very lovely Buffy Summers.
"Hi," he said unenthusiastically.
Why? He had no idea. But that didn't scare her away. It just brought her closer to him and he noticed just how beautiful she looked. She sat with her legs crossed on the bed and looked him straight in the eye.
"Are you feeling okay?" she asked, "You seemed upset," she laughed slightly, "Well, anybody would be upset if there girlfriend cheated on them. And I'm thinking this isn't the first time it had happened."
Angel looked up at the blonde and slight smirk crossed his face, "Really. It's just a broken ego," he smiled lightly.
She shook her head, "Figures. Men. They break up with their girlfriend just because they have a broken ego," she looked over to the broody guy and leaned in, "So tell me, if she cheated on you does that mean aren't good in bed?" she questioned.
"Oh that's it lady."
He laughed and picked her up and started to tickle her mad. What am I doing? Angel thought to himself. He barely knew Buffy, but yet he felt comfortable tickling her. He never had playful banter with Darla before. Or any of his girlfriends. Her voice so full of laughter, Angel just couldn't get enough of it.
"Stop, Angel, stop please?" the blonde yelled into between laughs.
"Only if you say Angel is the best guy in bed ever," he responded, fully knowing what her next sentence was going to be.
"But I haven't slept with you. So I wouldn't know."
He smiled evilly down at her. And she for the first time noticed her position. Lying under him with him on top of her, there legs twined. And seeing the look on his face she had a feeling this was planned.
"I guess we will have to fix that," he responded to Buffy's comment.
Yup, definitely a plan, Buffy thought to herself. But before she knew it Angel's lips where on hers gently nibbling each lip, before plunging into a deep kiss. Buffy moaned into his mouth, my god Angel is an amazing kisser.
Angel gently pleaded for her mouth to open so he could explore the insides of her mouth. She opened it slowly and he stuck his tongue in her mouth exploring all the different ways it was shaped. She started to unbutton his shirt and he suddenly stopped his kissing. She whimpered and saw his lips where bruised, his hair all muffled and she guessed she wasn't any better looking.
"Baby, when I said that we should... I wasn't being serious. I mean I want you but we don't have to rush. Kissing is just fine with me." he said, blabbing slightly. But as he talked his hand was slowly making its way to her breast.
She smiled, "its okay. Really. I want to," but now she was suddenly feeling nervous.
"Buffy, we really don't have to," he said, putting his hand inside her bra and caressing the breast sweetly.
"Angel, will you just shut up and make love to me!"
He stilled at her blunt words, "Buffy, I can wait," he said as he toke off her shirt and started to kiss her nipple.
"Oh God. Angel, do you feel that? Please!"
He looked at her for a second, "Baby, have you ever done it before?" he asked as started to nip her lower lip.
"Oh- does it matter?" she asked blushing slightly.
What if it turned him off? What if he thought she was disgusting? But as his thrust at the bottom of her pants see had a feeling it didn't matter if she was a virgin or not.
"Baby, I just wanna know. I wanna do this right." Buffy shook her head and he replied, squeezing her breast, "See that wasn't so hard."
"It doesn't turn you off?" she asked as he greedily sucked her nipple.
"Baby, to know no one has been inside you before, its got to be the biggest turn on," he said between her moans, he thrust into her slightly so she could feel his erection and her eyes went huge, "Do you believe me know?" She nodded her head, "Now shut up, and let me make love to you." At her eager nod they continued, several times.
***
"Wow," Buffy said for the third time in a row.
Angel just chuckled. Buffy and Angel had made love several times before there energy had taken them away and they feel asleep, against each others arms. And when Angel had woken up before Buffy, he looked at her and studied her before she rose. When Buffy rose she hadn't been fully aware what was going on and where she was and what had happened the night before. She looked up at her newly made lover and gave him a shy smile. In which he reacted by pulling her tighter into his arms and kissing her thoroughly, turning her over so he could proceed to make love for the first time this morning. And in the afternoon, Buffy started to whisper 'wows' against Angel's chest.
"That was nice, more than nice. It was amazing," she said, snuggling more into his chest. He laughed slightly and brought her closer to him.
"It was amazing, baby," he whispered into her hair. She got up and he whimpered at the loss of his lover. "Where are you going?" Angel demanded.
Buffy yawned and lazily smiled at Angel, "I'm stretching, and I thought I would take a shower. Clean myself from all that musk."
Though the words might not have been so erotic to Buffy, Angel grew hard and suddenly picked her up and headed for the door.
"Angel!" Buffy squealed as he started to open the door, "Where are you going?"
Angel smiled evilly at her, "Where gonna take a shower, do you have a complaint?" he asked with eyebrows raised.
"N-No. But can you do that, I mean take a shower, together?" he smiled at her venerability and nodded, "But Willow and everyone are in the kitchen. They will see us naked!" Buffy argued.
"I'm sure if they see my ass they will be just fine."
Buffy was once again going to protest but he shushed her with a kiss and sprinted towards the bathroom.
Doyle, Willow, and Cordelia saw a blur of nakedness run towards the bathroom. They looked at each other then Cordelia said...
"Don't know. Probably find out later. But I think I'm scarred. That was Angel's ass!"
***
Buffy was spooned against Angel's chest and he was stroking her stomach. She smiled to herself. God, she felt so sore. But in a good way. After they had taken that shower (which was amazing) he had wrapped her in a towel and then he picked her up, fireman style and carried her towards there room, ignoring the stares of Cordelia, Doyle and Willow looking at them knowingly. Once they reached her room he ripped off her towel and his, and made love to her twice before they were too tired to do it again.
So now she sat tiredly spooned against her beloved's chest, half awake and half asleep. She kept thinking, I lost my virginity. TO ANGEL! She smiled at that thought. And a good losing a virginity it was, sort of, till all that pain went away, she added to her thought.
"What are you smiling at?" he whispered into her hair.
"You," she replied as she turned around.
"Good to know," he said as he put his forehead against hers and put his hand around her waist.
"Are you leaving?" she asked taking his hands off of hers started playing with them, twining them with her own.
"To LA, yeah," he said.
"Oh, oh. Okay," So he was just using her to get some. Rebound girl. God she was so stupid!
"But I was wondering if maybe you could come with me, for a while," he said gently stroking her hair.
"You want me to come with you? Like to LA?" she said, looking at him.
Angel smiled gently and brought her lips to his. "Why wouldn't I want you there? I would want my parents to meet the girl who is mine."
Buffy's eyes widened at the mention of meeting his parents. And he also thinks I'm his! She was his! I'm Angel's. Angel thinks I'm his!
"You really think I'm yours?" Buffy asked quietly.
"Of course. Cause if you don't then I mean, never mind," he said, looking at the wall above her.
Buffy rolled her eyes and put her whole body on top of his. She faced him and smiled, "I'm yours," he smiled at that and then they kissed. For a very long time.
***
"So you and Buffy?" Cordelia said as she and Angel cleaned the table.
"Cordelia," Angel said looking at her, "I don't care what you say. I really like her," he then stuffed the plates in the dish washer.
"I'm just saying, but don't you think its going a little fast. I mean one second you and Darla our gone the next you and Buffy are acting like bunnies with each other."
Angel turned around and grabbed her shoulders, "Cordelia shut up! I'm not asking for your blessing. And don't even want to talk about it," he snarled at her.
And he really didn't want to talk about it. Buffy and his business was no else's but there's. He liked Buffy, a lot. But the last person he wanted to talk to about his relationship was Cordelia. She would probably just fuck it up. And he wanted Buffy to stay awhile. Maybe forever...
"Well you have my blessing. I didn't say I like Buffy, but she is a lot better then Darla."
Angel rolled his eyes, "God women, do you know you just make everything complicated."
This time Cordelia rolled her eyes, "But Angel that's my job."
***
Buffy looked at Willow who was looking at her, eyebrows raised, "What?" Buffy asked exasperated from all the staring going on.
"Nothing. Did I say something?"
Buffy rolled her eyes and sat down, "Then stop staring," Willow lifted one eyebrow higher and smirked, "Shut up!" Buffy said.
"Again, I didn't say anything. So going to LA, with Angel. For a week, interesting news."
Buffy looked at Willow and then just laughed, "I really like him," Buffy said to her best friend.
"I can tell."
At that second Doyle came up the stairs carrying there mail, "Got you guys your mail," he said slapping it on the table.
"Doyle," Cordelia said as Angel and she came out of the kitchen.
Angel looked at Buffy and brought her closer towards him, "Hey baby," he whispered as he kissed her earlobe lightly.
"PDA Angel!" Cordelia screamed. Buffy and Angel just laughed at her being uncomfortable.
"Buffy," Willow said seriously. Buffy turned around from Angel's hands and looked at the red head who was acting all serious, "It's the letter you wanted."
Buffy looked at Willow then at the envelope. She got out of Angel's embrace and toke the letter from Willow. She looked at her for a second then at Angel. She turned around and went inside the door and locked it.
"What was that?" Angel asked. But he didn't get a reply because Willow went inside her room.
***
Buffy sat on her bed almost crying. Her hand shaking slightly with the job she had probably wanted all her life. To start working as a fashion director. To have her own line of clothing. To be known as the greatest. Buffy Summers. Or Summers of just Buffy. But to be known for something she loved to do. And she finally got expected to a consultant for Chanel, which she had been begging for years now.
All the way in New York, far, far away from Angel. She stuffed her head in the pillow and cried softly. Why? Why now? When everything in her life was perfect. She had friends to die for, a boyfriend who was hot and sweet and everything a girl wanted. She heard a knock on the door and her eyes shot up to the worried voice on the other side.
"Buffy, baby can I come in?"
Buffy stuffed her head in her pillow to stop her from saying something. As much as she wanted to throw the door open, she couldn't. She had to think about what she was going to do.
"Buffy?" Angel asked in a broken voice.
Buffy held her self back as she heard his voice. She heard footsteps walk down the hallway and then she heard the door slam. God, she hurt his feelings. Slowly more and more tears seemed to fall down her face. And then it hit her. She loved him. She loved him. He was sweet, kind, sexy, caring, loving and the list could go on. But she let him leave her door feeling dejected because she had to 'think.' She had enough thinking and her thinking was complete. She loved him and she wasn't going to leave him. Even if it meant giving up her dream. (
TBC- You know writing this part sort of made me depressed, so make me happy like but sending me happiness, there special little emails that show you might get the next part but if the person doesn't get them then no next part so... please send (FEEDBACK, just in case your slow...)