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Looking through her closet and picking out no less than five different dresses to go with the multiple pairs of shoes she had tried on, she groaned in frustration, letting a screech rip from her tight lips.

Throwing down a baby pink dress onto the pile, Buffy sighed loudly and plopped down on the edge of her bed, feeling completely annoyed by this situation "Will? Please help"

Her roommate spun around in her chair and raised an eyebrow at her, being bookish and somewhat, shy and having limited time spent going on anything resembling a "fancy" date, Willow snickered as a reply.

Buffy shrieked again and threw her head into her hands that were propped up on her thighs "I don't know what to wear, I mean, I normally know what looks good on me but, uh, this isn't just any old date!"

Willow lost the amused look and replaced it with one that was no-nonsense, yet still kind as can be "Buffy, are you sure that tonight is…" she nodded her head as she stuttered "tonight is the night?!"

Having confided in her friend and roommate that she was untouched, still a nervous, shy girl, she had said that when they first met that she would only give herself to someone she connected with, even loved but recently she wanted to throw that all out of the window.

It was true, all through high school she had remained one of the 'good' girls, she'd had boyfriends of course, but they had only gone as far as kissing and that was that. None of her old flames were happy about it, so when they pressured her into giving into their wants and needs, she managed to keep her resolve which caused them to break up with her.

Unfortunately, that landed her with the reputation of being a goody two shoes, the quiet little virgin, who was so wound up that no man could melt her ice Queen heart. Some of the boys tried but they failed, big time.

Sighing lightly, Buffy nodded again, thinking about her current beau, how he was the most kind and caring man she had ever met. They met at a frat party the first week of College but unlike the other brothers of the Greek system, he was totally chill and wanted nothing more from her than to walk her home and share stories.

She knew he was a little older than her, so he must feel something for her, he hadn't tried anything more than a few steamy goodnight kisses, then surely, he must?

Thinking back to the past couple of weeks since first meeting, Buffy bit her bottom lip as the butterflies flapped excitedly away in her tummy "I know we've not known each other for long but I know that I feel… something"

With a loving sigh, she continued "he has been so sweet, he has treated me like I'm the most important girl the world" she stood up and spun around to look at herself in the mirror "Will, he just feels right, you know, like I made the right decision not just to jump into something after Prom, just because that's what's supposed to happen"

Thinking back to her boyfriend at the time, Ford. He was sweet, well when he wanted to be, he had hinted that he wanted to take their relationship to the next step after the dance and when she said no, he said that was fine. It was fine, up until she said she would meet him at the room he booked and found him sleeping with their classmate Glory.

Buffy frowned at the memory, that was a deciding factor into not wanting to compromise her beliefs for someone who clearly didn't care for her as much as she did for them. Since she'd started College, most guys tried and after a handful of dates they ghosted her, and she was fine with that.

Looking at the clock, she panicked and raided the wardrobe once more as she was due to be picked up in five minutes for her date. Quickly deciding on a nude strappy top and printed pants, she slipped on her boots and gave herself a once over in the mirror then grabbed her leather jacket.

Willow grinned when the door was knocked upon and mouthed have fun to Buffy as she opened the door. A smile spread slowly over her face as she noticed the rose in his hand and that smirk on his face "Angel"

The way she said his name made his insides tense in the most uncomfortable yet happiest way that they could. He extended the rose to her for her to take "Buffy, you look…" he exaggerated his head movement as he took in her appearance "beautiful"

A blush worked its way up her cheeks as she took a deep breath to settle the butterflies that were now doing overtime in her tummy "thank you… you look nice too" that he did, he was wearing a black jumper and dark denims that hugged him in all the right places.

With the smirk still on his face, he done a half shrug then extended his arm out to escort her out of her dorm and out into the quad. As they made their way through the park towards main street, they talked about how their week had been, well added more to what they had already discussed through copious amounts of text messages and the odd video calls they had shared since last seeing each other.

They had decided that they would go to the movies for tonight's date, not looking at the show times beforehand, they'd forgotten that not only was it Friday night, but it was a Friday night in a small town. Angel winced as he looked at the never-ending queue that was winding its way around the building.

Her eyes followed his and felt herself grimace, there was no chance that they would get to see any film that was showing, or they would be stuck with the terrible one and in terrible seats.

"I'm sorry Buffy" he ran his hand over his hair in frustration, normally he wouldn't take dates to the movies, it wasn't really his thing.

Buffy shook her head and placed her lightly hand on his chest "No, Angel, it's okay we can always catch a movie another time" when his large hand came up and covered hers, she felt more flutters inside.

Angel twined his fingers through hers and brought it to his mouth to kiss the top of her hand "Well, why don't we go back to my apartment and watch a movie?" Her doe eyes widened at the suggestion.

When Buffy began to stutter, he leaned down and pressed his lips gently to hers then he pulled back a little "We can always do something else?" He could feel how tense she was and didn't want her to be uncomfortable.

Buffy cleared her throat as best as she could "No, I'd like that" she watched as the corner of his mouth turned upwards and then he came back down to kiss her again, this time she wrapped her arms around his neck to pull him closer.

Breaking the kiss, Angel rested his forehead against hers as he panted lightly "Okay" Buffy nodded once more then smiled as he slipped his arm around her dainty waist and led her in the direction of his apartment.

Once inside Buffy looked around in awe, an apartment he said, this was a townhouse. He had mentioned before that he did have a roommate, but he was currently back in Texas visiting his family, leaving them both alone in this big house.

"Would you like something to drink?" Buffy nodded then followed Angel into the kitchen and watched as he poured them both a wine. She knew she wasn't twenty-one, so did he, but she wanted to use the glass to relax a little, the last thing she wanted was to not enjoy herself.

She accepted the glass with thanks and took a small sip, letting the strong liquid slip down her throat. Buffy smiled at him and followed him back into the large living area and took a seat on the large sofa as he busied himself over at the shelving unit that contained all of the movies that he owned.

"Action, Horror, Comedy…" he looked over his shoulder to see Buffy take in the décor around her, her eyes slowly working their way from one end of the room to the other. He cleared his throat "Buffy?" Seeing her jump and blush as she looked back at him made him smile.

Feeling the heat come off her face, she let out a nervous laugh "Oh… Comedy" she disliked action movies and horrors made her too scared to sleep but she didn't want him to know that quite yet. Angel nodded and picked a random movie and popped it into the player underneath the large flatscreen tv that was perched upon the wall.

He quickly topped up their glasses before throwing some candy onto the coffee table in front of them as he made himself comfortable close to, but not quite touching Buffy.

As the movie went on, they gradually got closer until he slung his arm over her shoulder to pull her against his chest. Buffy snuggled into him and took a deep breath to inhale his scent, whether it was his cologne, or just him, it was something she would savour.

Cursing her bladder for not cooperating, she asked where the bathroom was an followed the instructions to the small toilet that was on this level. Looking in the mirror she could see the warm flush to her cheeks thanks to the wine and smiled. So far, she was having a blast and was looking forward to seeing what else they had planned for the rest of the evening.

Making her way back to the sofa, she immediately returned to the position that she was in before except this time she slipped her boots off and tucked her leg underneath her to get comfortable once again as the movie resumed.

At one funny part she had laughed so much that she hid her face behind her hand to cover up the unflattering noise that had erupted from her. When she got a grip of herself, she peaked from behind to see Angel look at her in amusement.

Feeling slightly embarrassed she swatted his chest playfully then giggled as he pulled her against him, their bodies touching completely. When Angels dark eyes flicked down to her lips and back up to hers, the air around them changed within an instant.

Leaving the decision up to her, Angel remained rooted in his position, all that he allowed was for his fingers to swirl patterns on her skin where her top had ridden up from her pants. After a pause Buffy licked her bottom lip then came closer to kiss him.

Her dainty hand cupped his cheek then slid up and into his hair when she felt his tongue slip against her mouth. Angel waited until her lips parted for his tongue to swoop inside and tease hers gently. When she moaned, he applied more pressure and slid his hand down to cup her bottom.

Angel's phone began to buzz heavily against the coffee table, at first, they paid to notice as their kiss grew deeper but by the third time the damn thing went off, they broke apart and sighed. Buffy sat back on the sofa to give him space to pick it up, she saw his jaw tick before he answered it.

"Yeah?" He mouthed to her sorry then stood up and walked about, with him giving little answers it looked like it was a one-way conversation with the other person. Although a little annoyed at the interruption, it gave her time to cool off from that kiss.

After a couple of minutes Angel hung up and switched it to the do-not-disturb mode and placed it back on the coffee table "Sorry about that, Linds was just checking in" he stifled the urge to roll his eyes, his roommate knew he was on a date but wanted to wind him up regardless.

Buffy smiled in response then leaned back against the sofa as he came to sit down beside her, he clicked the button that switched the tv from the movie that had just finished to a music channel and turned the volume down so that it was just background noise.

They chatted for some time after the interruption, discussing the movie, what other movies they liked, finding out that they had a lot more shared interests than first thought. They talked more about themselves but not anything related to their families before Buffy yawned loudly and turned pink.

Angel looked to the clock on the wall and cursed time itself, neither of them had realised just how late it had gotten. Buffy cleared her throat and smiled before looking down to the floor "I've had such a great evening…"

He helped her up from the sofa and nodded in agreement, he ran his fingers teasingly down her arms before sliding up to tip her head backwards "Me too" he came down again to kiss her.

Buffy moaned and wrapped her arms around his neck just like earlier, but this time his hands wrapped around her waist to pull her flush against him as he gave her a little thrust.

Feeling him press against her caused her to blush, she could feel the obvious arousal through his denims. It made her feel shy but emboldened at the same time, the fact that she could cause that from kisses alone.

"Do you want to spend the night?!"

Breaking away from the kiss and blinking slowly, she took her time as her eyes moved from his lips to his eyes, trying to think what was best to say in reply.

Angel could see the battle going on behind those expressive eyes of hers, he cleared his throat "It's okay… if you don't want too" he hoped that she would say yes, but if she chose not too then he wouldn't get too upset over it.

After a pause she shook her head "It's not that I don't want to, I do believe me" she smiled then blushed further "…I just, I've uh never…" she struggled to get the words out, now feeling heavily embarrassed about her purity.

Watching her stumble over her words he finally clicked as to what she was trying to say. His eyes opened a little further as he nodded "Oh…" Buffy looked to the ground, and he let out a small laugh "…I thought you were going to say you were bored of me already"

Buffy giggled and looked back up at him, thankful that he had broken her self-imposed tension.

Running his hands up and down her back gently he smiled "You can still stay…" he placed a kiss on the tip of her nose "I'll even sleep on the sofa" the smile twisted up to one side as he joked with her, making her bite her lip to stop from grinning.

With another yawn she ducked down and placed her head under his chin "…sure" she felt him place a kiss on the top of her head then lead her upstairs and to his bedroom. Unlike the rest of the rooms that were bright, his sanctuary was all in deep shades of red and black.

He showed her to the ensuite and gave her a spare toothbrush for to brush her teeth and when she returned to the room, he had one of his t-shirts in his hand for her to get changed into. Quickly nipping back into the bathroom, she came out and thanked him again.

She climbed onto the bed and shuffled into the middle, when she saw him step towards the door, she grabbed his hand and shook her head "You don't have to sleep on the sofa" she tipped her head, letting him know that she wanted him with her.

"Buffy…" when she tugged his hand he came down and over on top of her, he placed a few chaste kisses on her mouth and looked into her eyes. He could see the mix of apprehension and of lust and felt it shoot straight to his groin "We don't have to…"

She ran her fingers down his chest and toyed with the hem of his jumper as she put into words what she was feeling "…I really like you, Angel" her eyes flicked back to his "I really do…" without saying anymore she pulled the fabric up and with his help, discarded it on the floor. Having decided how strongly she felt for him, she realised that this was what she wanted.

Making sure she was confident in her quest, he paused for a moment before leaning down to kiss her deeply "I like you too, Buffy". Each time he pressed himself against her he felt her breath hitch in her throat and moan as she gyrated her hips against him.

His hand slid under the material of the t-shirt she had on and caressed her skin as he moved up until he covered her breast and squeezed it gently, eliciting another breathy moan from her. As his thumb danced across her nipple, he broke the kiss and silently questioned her, asking if she truly wanted this.

Buffy nodded slowly and arched into his touch when he pinched her stiff peak, letting a silent gasp escape her lips. She sat up enough to let him remove his t-shirt that she had on and pulled him closer as he left open-mouthed kisses down her neck.

Her hands slid down his muscled back until they reached the band of his denims, he felt her still for a second before sliding round to the front and shyly cup him. He broke the kiss, panting heavily and as she cupped him again, squeezing oh so rightly, he let out a stifled moan.

Buffy licked her bottom lip and applied pressure once again before reaching the little metal zipper and pulled it down. She watched as his dark chocolate eyes almost turned to black, he stood up long enough to shimmy the material down his thighs and fall to the floor.

Her eyes were immediately drawn to the tent in his dark boxers, but she didn't have long to think on it before his fingertips traced the curved of her hip. Her breath caught in her throat once again as he applied pressure to her through the material of her panties.

Wriggling against his fingers she lifted her hips enough for him to pull the delicate fabric down and out the way. Without saying anything he came back down to kiss her as his fingers teased her gently. Buffy rolled her hips, not knowing fully what she wanted to do, all that she did know was that he was creating a spark within her that was becoming brighter and brighter.

"Angel!" She moaned out his name as he slid down her body and pushed her thighs out, to let him rest comfortably in between them. Buffy watched in fascination as his tongue slipped out and ran along her seem, teasing her just like his fingers did.

The more he applied pressure and changed his speed, she felt that wave coming. She knew what to do when she was herself for this to happen but when he gently inserted one, then two fingers, she tried to muffle her screams unsuccessfully with her hand as an intense orgasm washed over her.

Angel watched as she panted loudly, he watched the rise and fall of her breasts and felt himself harden even further. He leaned over to the bedside cabinet and grabbed a foil packet out of the drawer and slid it halfway underneath the pillow.

"Wow" Buffy blinked a couple of times before smiling widely back at Angel, she leaned over him as he lay back on the bed and slipped her tongue between his lips. As the kiss grew heated, his large hand covered hers and led it down to the band of his black boxers.

Breaking the kiss, she watched as he helped her to rid him of the last item of clothing he had on, and he circled her hand around his shaft. His thumb rubbed the top of her hand before gripping her tight around him, helping her stroke him.

When she got the speed and pressure just right, he let go and used his hand to bring her head round to kiss her again. Not before long he pulled her hand away and reached for the little foil packet from its hiding place, tearing it open with his teeth.

Buffy kissed his neck then watched as he rolled the latex over his length carefully. She lay back against the pillows as he shifted her legs apart and let his fingers swirl around her nub, building that pressure inside again. When he asked her one last time if she was sure, she nodded and brought her leg up and over his thigh.

When her breathing became laboured, he pulled his fingers away and guided him towards her and slowly inched his way inside. Buffy's breathing became hard when she felt the intrusion, so he came down to kiss her languidly as he thrust in, claiming her virginity.

"Ahh…" she pulled out of the kiss and scrunched her eyes shut, feeling the sting work its way through her body. He stilled for a moment to let her adjust before sliding slowly out and back in.

Angel peppered her face with kisses and whispered if she was okay, a strangled sound came out her throat, but she nodded that she was fine. He began a slow but gently rhythm to let her get over the pain of his intrusion, when he felt her body relax, he picked up the pace.

It didn't take long before the pain was an afterthought and she felt herself enjoy his movement against her. She clung onto his neck as his fingers went back to her mound and applied pressure when his thrusting became frenzied.

The sounds of heavy panting filled the room, Buffy curled her toes and moaned loudly when her second orgasm of the night hut her like a steam train. After two more deep thrusts, Angel choked out a moan as he came. He paused for a moment before sliding out her and onto his back.

Breathing heavily, he pulled off the condom and discarded it into the bin beside the table, he turned his head to look at Buffy. She blushed at him as he soaked up her pouty lips and damp hair, replaying all those noises she had made.

Without saying anything else he rolled over and threw his arm over her hip, pulling her body closer. Buffy traced his nose with her finger then tipped his head as she kissed him once again. Without saying anything further they both snuggled into their pillows and closed their eyes, basking in the afterglow of their union.