Connor sat in front of his keyboard, trying to get the melody in his head on paper as the phone rang.
"Hello?"
"Yeah, I know. I'll be there at 7."
"No, you don't have to pick me up. My girl's with me, we gonna drive down there. How long is it from LA to Sunnydale?"
"Oh, ok, we'll meet you at 5. Bye"
As soon as he hung up he heard the key being turned around in the lock and saw the door opening.
"Hi Connor, I went to the salon, didn't know you would be up this early"
"It's 3 in the afternoon if you haven't noticed." He frowned. Sometimes Conner didn't understand why he still was with the girl standing in the door. Sometimes he didn't even know why he got together with her in the first place. 'Oh the sex, right'
"Harmony, do you mind. I'm writing a song."
"Why honey, I mean, why don't you leave that up to Angel. He wrote all the songs before, why change a..."
He saw she searched for the right words.
"A winning team."
"Because first of all, he didn't write all the songs and second ... I do have something to say and share."
"Whatever" And with that she went to the bedroom. Connor knew she was probably looking at all the stuff she just bought at the 'salon'.
He said back to the keyboard writing down the chorus;
I dreamt about a girl,
Tall and smooth
With long, dark hair
She's reads my insides
Looking at me
With her deep blue eyes
'But I'll never find her' he thought to himself, hearing Harmony approach him.
"Honey look at what I bought."
Connor turned around 'oh man, as if it'd bother me'.
He was looking at the woman in a sweet black bra and a small black thong.
'She is pretty dumb but man, that body...'
"Come here" He took her hand and led her to his lap.
Harmony sat down, sliding her hand through his long, blond hair.
He caught her lower lip with his teeth and pressed her to him with his hand on her bottom.
She ground, feeling his erection pressing against her clit.
"Uhn..."
She unzipped his denims and pushed her thong to her thigh, taking his hard on in her hands, she led him to her wet entrance.
Connor couldn't hold back the groan deep inside "mmmh".
He couldn't take it anymore and shoved inside her with one strong push.
Harmony screamed out, the sensation of being stretched out this fast overwhelming her.
He nibbled on her neck, licking the soft flesh there.
Connor stood up, holding her thighs, she wrapped her legs around his waist.
He slammed her down the couch, losing contact for just one second cause the next moment he was on her again. Slipping in and out of her like there was no tomorrow.
He couldn't hold it much longer so he ripped down her bra with his right hand and bit down on her hardened nipple.
"AAH, Connor, yes! Give it to me hard. Harder!" Harmony demanded.
She started babbling, he could feel she was close.
Connor bit down on the other nipple while taking one hand of his and sliding it down between their bodies.
His hand soon found it's goal when he started rubbing, almost violently, against her clit.
She couldn't take it anymore and began shaking, her quiem milking Connor with everything she had.
His balls started clenching and within a second he shot his seed down her sex.
"Mhm, that was good. Now be nice and help me putting on that new dress I bought. I can't reach the zipper in the back."
'I can't believe it, we just fucked, I'm still inside her and all she can think about is a dress? I really gotta change some things in my life'
Connor slid out of her, stood up, put his penis back in his pants and walked to the keyboard.
"Connor? The dress!"
Spike sat on a stool at his kitchen isle a picture of a raven-haired woman in his hands.
He took the picture out of the frame and through it in the trash can.
'Well, Dru. I think we're finally over'
Dru was Spike's ex girlfriend.
They've been together ever since high school. She had him in her thrall. Demanded everything from him, giving nothing to him.
Spike had a weird feeling in his guts when he left her in England.
He knew it would be hard to keep up the relation ship if a whole continent was between them.
And he knew, if it went wrong that she'd probably be the one messing it up and here he is...
Finding out from his friend Clem that she's humping some ugly rugby player behind his back.
"Listen, Spike. Don't let it get to you. She's always been a whore and she always will be. You're so much better and you will find someone that actually deserves you."
'Well, Clem, hope you're right, cause I don't think so'
Spike couldn't help but feeling more than sad, he's been with Dru for what felt like centuries. How could he get over it that fast. He wasn't cold to his bones. He had a heart beating in his chest...
Angel sat in his car, he was on his way to the airport, his 'girlfriend' on the seat beside him.
"Faith, we gotta talk about it. That jealousy thing just doesn't appeal to me..."
"I'm not jealous Liam. But I know what you guys are up to on tour. I know you're humping groupies. Don't even try to tell me you're not, cause I've seen it.!"
"Listen, we talked about it. You were ok with it, like I am ok with the fact that you're doing it too, when you're at some fashion shows in where the hell ever."
"You know what, screw that. New rules. No more one night stand. Got it?!"
"What???"
"You heard me 'Angel'" Faith never called him by his nickname, except she was pissed.
"Think about it and tell me what you've decided. Till then, don't talk to me, touch me or even think about doing anything with me."
They reached the parking lots and Angel stopped the car.
"Ok" was the only answer Angel gave her. She got out of the car without a 'bye' or a look back.
'Either he takes it, or leaves it... his loss!' Faith was getting calmer with every inch she walked away from the car.
Buffy stood in front of the mirror in her bathroom, lost in thought about Angel.
She's been a fan of the Dingos since she first saw them live in LA three years ago. It was on their first tour. And now she's going to stand with them on the same stage.
A hard knock at the door tore her out of her Angel fantasy.
"What?"
"Buffy! Your lapdog on the phone!"
'Riley? Why's he calling me. We broke up 3 months ago. Damn, I just wish he'd leave me alone...'
Buffy stepped out of the bathroom just to find the phone laying on the floor.
"DAWN!"
She took the phone and put it to her ear.
"Riley? What do you want?"
"I. Well, I heard you guys have a gig on Saturday. How about I'll watch the show and we watch the Dingos together afterwards?"
"Riley, you do know that we broke up, right?"
"Yes, but we could try it again. I mean, it worked so well. C'mon, let's meet up?!"
"Riley I won't have time for you on Sat but you're free to come and enjoy yourself, watch the show. You wouldn't miss the Dingos either, they're great."
"Yah, well, I know you think they're great. Seen the posters in your room, remember?!"
"Yeah, well, gotta go. Bye"
And with that Buffy hung up and took the phone downstairs.
Right when she wanted to put the phone back in the receiver it rang.
'Damn. Riley, leave me alone!'
"WHAT?"
"Uhm, hello? This is Liam can I talk to Anne Summers please?"
'AAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHH'
"Well, I, uhm, S... I ... sure, it is."
"Oh, hey Anne, this is Angel from Dingos ate my baby."
"H...Hi. What's up?"
'OH MY GOSH!. THAT CAN'T BE TRUE' Buffy's mind was practically screaming at her. Her heart raced like hell broke loose and she had a hard time breathing.
'THIS IS ANGEL??!!!!'
Something stopped her from talking to herself.
'Oh right, listen Buffy, he's talking. Listen!'
"What?"
"I said 'how are you'""I'm fine thank you. How are you?
"I'm great. Just wanted to ask if you want to use our equipment or if you gonna bring your own."
"Yeah, we're using our stuff."
"Oh, great. So I guess I'll see you tomorrow! Take care Sweetheart."
'OH MY GOD... SWEETHEART????!'
"Anne?"
"Oh, yeah, take care, bye."
"Bye"
"Oh and it's Buffy!" Angel couldn't hear the last part as he hung up already.
She took the phone to her mouth, whispered
"you won't get to see your buddy 'receiver' for a while"
and dialled the number of Willow, while running up the stairs to her room.
Dawn stood in her room. She went over to her bed and pulled a box out from underneath.
A pair of blue eyes were looking at her. She could lose herself in those eyes. The picture she was looking at showed Connor, the keyboarder of the Dingos.
Dawn knew it was nearly impossible to make him notice her the next day but she wanted to try, wanted to give him and her the chance to fall in love.
'He's probably an ass anyways' She tried to convince herself, trying hard to not start off to happy pleasure land and ... failed miserable.
It was nearly 10 pm when Willow and Buffy decided to stop talking to each other on the phone.
Willow felt kind of sorry for Buffy when Angel had called her in the first place, she knew how obsessed she was about this guy.
Now that Angel had called her, though, there was no need for guilt or sorrow. She was happy. Happy to see her friend happy.
Buffy had told her about every little word Angel said during their call earlier. She went over it again and again; analyzing every single breath that guy took.
To be honest. Willow stopped listening to Buffy after the first hour of praising Angel and drifted in a form of slumber, dreaming about Oz, the guitarist of the Dingos.
She couldn't help but wonder if she'd have the courage to talk to him tomorrow but she wanted to try.
'Yep, I'm gonna try, be brave, and talk to him'
She thought to herself before turning out the lights and falling into an Oz Dream filled sleep.
... TBC
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