When they reached the bedroom Angelus had led them to, they just turned into one mass of writhing bodies. Clothes magically disappeared. Hands and mouths tasted. Moans and groans filled the room. Angelus who was probably the soberest was still a little stunned that this was happening. He'd fantasised in depth about the pair of them together, with and without him. He focused mostly on Buffy. She was the one he wanted the most. Faith was just a bonus.

Somehow they made it to the bed. They alternated riding him. He was glad he carried a pack of condoms in his pocket at all times. They definitely didn't need to be throwing any kids or infections into this little mix.

Somehow they ended their orgy with Angelus flat on his back, Buffy riding his cock and Faith sitting on his face facing Buffy. The pair kissed and fondled each other as they rode his cock and tongue simultaneously. Angelus felt like he was living in a porno. He'd had threesomes before but they'd never ever been this wild!

He knew he'd be replaying this night over and over in his mind for a long time. He also knew one night was not going to be enough with Buffy. He could take or leave Faith, but Buffy had gotten under his skin. They'd made their way through a pack of condoms and he wasn't sure if his cock would ever work again! They fell asleep in a heap of limbs on the bed.

The next morning loomed bright and loud. Buffy woke with a heavy head, trying to open her eyes against the bright sunlight streaming in under the thin curtains. She realised she was asleep on something hard and warm. Opening one eye a crack she realised she was sleeping on someone's naked chest. Lifting her head slowly so as not to trigger her nausea. She realised she had been sleeping on Angelus' naked chest.

Quickly scanning the room she noticed clothes haphazardly strewn across the floor and furniture. A groan made her turn around. It was then she noticed Faith on the other side of Angelus, half hanging off the bed. Shit! What the hell happened last night? The last clear memory was of her and Faith dancing. She had flashes of a naked Angelus and some of Faith.

Realising they needed to get out of there before anyone saw them. She reached over Angelus who was dead to the world and snoring softly, to nudge Faith. All she got was a groan. Slowly manoeuvring herself off Angelus and making sure his arm was placed gently back on the bed she softly crept over to Faith.

"Faith," she whispered whilst shaking her shoulder gently. "Faith!"

Faith's eyes opened into slits. "What gives B?" She groaned.

"Faith we have to get out of here."

"What's the rush?" Faith's eyes were open now and she was eyeing a naked Angelus who was only covered slightly by the thin sheets. "I'd be up for another round."

Buffy rolled her eyes and threw Faith's leather pants at her head. She brought her finger to her lips in a shushing motion and gave Faith a look.

"Fine!" Faith whispered and began searching for her clothes.

Once they were both dressed they managed to get the bedroom door open and leave the room without Angelus waking up. They crept down the stairs and had almost made it to the front door when they were accosted by Darla.

"What the fuck are you two doing in my house?" She spat at them, hands on her hips.

How anyone managed to look that perfectly coiffed this early on a Sunday morning Buffy would never know. Before Buffy could say anything Faith chimed in. "Don't worry Barbie we just took your boyfriend for a test drive. Tell him to call us if he wants another wild night." With that, she laughed, grabbed Buffy's hand and ran out the door. Leaving Darla fuming behind them.

Once outside they began walking back to Faith's motel room. "Why the hell did you tell her we slept with her boyfriend?" Buffy asked exasperated.

Faith raised her eyebrow at Buffy. "Why do you care? You never care!"

"Because!" Buffy huffed as she folded her arms across her chest. "I've been keeping out of trouble here. Now, Little Miss Rules the School is going to make sure everyone knows what a slut I am."

Faith made a pfft noise. "First off, you're not a slut. Guys do this shit all the time and are hailed as heroes. We do it and we're sluts. I don't think so."

"That's all very nice in theory Faith. In reality, people don't care about equality. It's going to be all over the school by tomorrow!" Buffy held her head in her hands. "I so don't need this! What are Willow and Xander going to think?"

Faith rolled her eyes. "They're going to think you had a good time. Anything else and they're not your friends! What's gotten into you B? You don't give a shit what people think of you. The Buffy I know takes what she wants, when she wants it and fuck the repercussions."

"I'm not that person anymore Faith. I've made changes. Good changes! I like my life now. I'm happy. And in one night I've managed to fuck it all up."

"Ok, dramatic much? So you slept with a guy, so what? You haven't fucked it all up. You walk into school tomorrow with your head held high. Do you think Angelus is worried about what people are going to say about him? And he's the one with the frickin' girlfriend!"

Buffy thought about what Faith said. She knew she was right. It was all double standards. Why should she care what they thought of her? All she'd done was have a little fun. It wasn't like she was going to be repeating it anytime soon.

Angelus was woken suddenly by cold water being poured over his head. Sitting up quickly and breathing heavily he bellowed, "What the fuck?"

"Yes exactly Angelus, what the fuck? What the fuck do you think you were doing fucking those two little sluts in MY house at MY party?" Darla screamed at him.

Angelus winced, his head was pounding. "Jesus Darla! Do you have to be so fucking loud? I've got a massive hangover."

"I don't care that you're hungover! Get the hell out of my house! I've put up with your bullshit for too long Angelus. You've cheated on me one too many times."

Angelus turned to look at her coolly. "If that's the way you feel, then I'll leave." His voice was cold. He didn't care either way about Darla. He only kept her around because she was a convenient fuck and gave great head.

Grabbing his clothes and dressing quickly he walked out of the house towards his car.

"I mean it this time Angelus! I won't be taking you back." Darla screeched at him as he got in his car. He turned and looked at her and shrugged. He really didn't care, and Darla knew it. She collapsed in a heap sobbing as he drove away.

Buffy entered school with her head held high on Monday morning. She had nothing to feel ashamed about. Heading to her locker she ignored the stares and whispers. She was hoping to just make it to first period where Willow would hopefully be waiting for her. At least she could rely on Willow to be supportive. They'd had a long talk on the phone last night, with Buffy telling Willow about her life when she was in L.A. Willow was understanding and supportive and confessed she understood why Buffy slept with Angelus, if she had been in the same position with Oz she may have done the same thing.

Xander wasn't so supportive. After basically calling her a whore he now wasn't speaking to her. Buffy didn't care. She didn't want a friend who thought he could get away with calling her names like that. Willow now wasn't speaking to Xander after what he'd said to Buffy.

After putting her things in her locker Buffy had almost made it to class when someone grabbed her around the waist from behind and dragged her into the closest janitor's closet. Whoever grabbed her let her go to turn around and lock the door. Buffy took the opportunity to hit her attacker wherever she could land a shot.

"Ow, ow. Stop it!" They said before grabbing her hands and stopping her. They pinned her to the door holding her hands above her head with one hand. Whoever it was, they were tall and strong. "Get the fuck off me!" Buffy wriggled and kicked out.

"Jesus!" A familiar voice groaned as her foot made contact with his shin. The light was suddenly turned on and Buffy saw her kidnapper was Angelus.

"You!" She spat. "What the fuck do you think you're doing?" She began wriggling to try and free herself again. But Angelus just held her firm, a smug smirk on his face.

"Oh come on." He said. "You didn't really think I was going to leave it after you ran out on me yesterday morning did you?"

Buffy glared at him. "Yes! I did. It shouldn't have happened in the first place. But I can't change it now. It WILL NOT happen again."

Angelus chuckled. "Oh, I beg to differ, Buff."

Before she could respond his lips took hers in a punishing kiss. She wanted to protest but he just felt so good. Moaning, she responded by kissing him back harder. He groaned and pressed himself against her. His free hand roamed over her hips to her ass, which he squeezed before lifting her and pushing her to wrap her legs around his waist.

Buffy let out a gasp as she felt his erection pressing against her soft centre. Her hips took on a life of their own as they gyrated against his erection. He grunted before pressing harder against her. Eventually, they had to come up for air and broke the kiss.

Angelus looked into her eyes as they both tried to return their breathing to normal. "I thought we could go for round two?" He smirked.

The comment made Buffy come crashing back down to earth. This time she managed to wiggle her hands out of his grasp and pushed him off her. "Absolutely never gonna happen." She said as she began unlocking the door.

"Oh c'mon Buff, I know you enjoyed Saturday night."

She turned to look back at him, "I won't deny that. But I'm not the type of girl that just fucks guys with girlfriends. Especially not guys with reputations like yours." She muttered under her breath, "Well not anymore, anyway."

"Well, maybe I'll just see if your friend Faith wants another ride." He was hoping jealousy would change her mind, it always worked with Darla.

Buffy stopped on her way out of the door but didn't turn around. "You do that, I'm sure Faith will be thrilled." With that, she walked away.

Angelus growled in frustration and kicked the mop bucket that was in the corner of the closet. He didn't want to sleep with Faith again. He wanted Buffy!

Buffy managed to make it to lunch without any real incident. There were stares and whispers but they didn't bother her. She used to get them all the time in L.A. and she knew they'd have found something new to gossip about by tomorrow. She was beginning to think she'd make it through the day without any confrontations until she walked into Darla in the cafeteria.

Or rather Darla deliberately walked into Buffy spilling her ice-cold coke down the front of Buffy's white tank top. Which began to turn translucent. It didn't help that she had a white cotton bra underneath that turned completely translucent too.

"Oops!" Darla snorted with laughter. "I'd say I was sorry, but I'm not. Sluts deserve everything they get."

"What the fuck did you just call me?" Buffy squared up to Darla. She was absolutely prepared to knock her teeth out.

"I said, little whores like you get everything they deserve!"

"Nice tits, Blondie!" Someone shouted across the cafeteria.

Buffy felt her anger rising, her fists clenched at her sides. Her freezing cold chest not helping matters.

"Dru, pass me your juice. I think the slut's hair could do with some moisture." Darla said, taking Drusilla's juice from her hand and lifting it to pour on Buffy.

A hand suddenly grasped Darla's wrist preventing her from moving the juice any closer to Buffy. She turned to see Angelus standing in between her and Buffy. He took the juice from her hand and set it down on a nearby table.

He'd seen Darla throw her drink at Buffy from the other side of the room. When someone shouted that Buffy had nice tits, he couldn't contain his anger. No one was supposed to see her tits but him. The fact that he was jealous over a girl for the first time in his life didn't occur to him. All he could think about was getting Buffy covered up and stopping Darla before she attacked Buffy again.

Turning to Buffy he unbuttoned his shirt, taking it off and putting it around her shoulders so she could cover herself. Leaving himself in a black wife-beater. A little stunned Buffy gripped it tightly. His eyes softened as he looked at her before he turned to Darla and they hardened again. "I don't know what you're trying to achieve Darla but it stops now!"

"What?" Darla was bewildered by his behaviour. This was what she always did to his flings. He always just sat back and laughed, or sometimes he even joined in. Now he was taking the slut's side. "What the hell is going on Angelus? You have no problem with me doing this to every other little whore you've slept with!"

"Call me a whore one more time and I'll knock your teeth out!" Buffy chimed in.

Angelus turned and gave Buffy a little smile. Turning back to Darla he said, "Why do you care? You broke up with me remember?"

Darla blanched. "Now you know I didn't mean it, baby. I always say things I don't mean when I'm angry." She linked her arm through his and gave him a dazzling smile.

Shrugging her off him he replied, "I don't think so Darla. I've been bored of you for a while, you've just saved me a job. If you want to keep hold of the rep you seem to hold so dearly in this school you'll leave Buffy alone. She's off limits, understand?" He narrowed his eyes at her.

Darla huffed and turned her head away from him. She didn't want him to see the tears forming in her eyes.

"I mean it, Darla, if I so much as hear you talking about Buffy I'll make your life a living hell."

"Fine!" Darla exploded, keeping her head turned away from Angelus she grabbed Drusilla's hand and ran out of the cafeteria.

Buffy had watched the exchange in shock. She wasn't quite sure what had just happened.

Angelus turned to her and smiled. "I'm sorry about Darla, she can be one hell of a bitch." He looked at her intensely before saying, "You might want to get yourself cleaned up before class starts."

Still a little stunned, Buffy mumbled, "Um, yeah." She turned as Willow began dragging her into the nearest girl's bathroom.

Once she'd managed to wash herself as much as she could Buffy buttoned up Angelus' shirt over her naked chest. Her tank top and bra were ruined, so she'd have to go braless for the rest of the day. Thankfully Angelus' shirt was so baggy on her, you couldn't tell. She tied it at her waist making it look stylish with her jeans. There was something about wearing his shirt that made her feel all warm inside.

"Buffy, do you realise what happened back there?" Willow asked, breaking Buffy out of her Angelus thoughts.

Buffy turned away from the mirror to face Willow. "Well, I never knew Darla was that much of a psycho, no."

"No not that. I mean with Angelus?"

"Yeah, he gave me his shirt."

Willow rolled her eyes. "I mean between Darla and Angelus?"

"They broke up?" Buffy suggested, not having a clue what Willow was getting at.

Willow sighed in exasperation. "No. I mean Angelus publicly taking your side over Darla's!"

"Oh that. Well I mean she was being a bitch."

"This is a big deal, Buffy. He publicly picked you over Darla, and he rejected her when she tried to take him back. That's NEVER happened before. That little routine with the drink is something Darla has used many times, usually on the poor freshman girls that Angelus has seduced. He's never once called her on it, let alone berated and threatened her in front of the whole cafeteria.'

Buffy digested what Willow was saying. "Ok, so he's tired of Darla and is using me as an excuse to get rid of her."

"I really don't think that's what that was, Buffy. He likes you."

"Well that's obvious Will, I slept with him on Saturday night." Buffy chuckled.

"Buffy it's so obvious he has feelings for you!"
"Oh c'mon Will, you were the one telling me to stay away from him. Telling me he wasn't capable of having feelings."

"It looks like I was wrong, Buffy."

"Look, even if you're right and he does have feelings for me, it still doesn't change anything."

"Why?"

"Because he's not a good person Will. If Darla does what she did to me to some other younger girl and he just stands back and laughs, after he's slept with her and then discarded her, he's awful! I don't want to be with a person like that."

"People can change Buffy."

Buffy laughed, "Not after one little exchange they can't. Besides, why are you an Angelus cheerleader all of a sudden?"

Willow shrugged, "It's just something I saw in his eyes when it was all going down in the cafeteria. The way they softened every time he looked at you. I think he's falling for you. And I think from what happened today, he's prepared to change who is for you. That's not something you just do if you're looking to get laid."

Buffy didn't say anything. It was all a little overwhelming. She wanted to believe what Willow was saying, but she didn't want to put herself out there only to end up making a fool of herself.

Angelus was leaning against the wall waiting for them outside the girl's bathroom, having changed into a fresh shirt. His breath caught in his throat when he saw Buffy in his shirt. She looked so sexy with it tied at her waist. Willow just smiled at them both before telling Buffy she'd see her in class.

"Thanks for stepping in back there," Buffy said, smiling at him.

"It was the least I could do, it was because of me she did it." Angelus cleared his throat nervously. "I er…I just wanted to check you were ok?"

"Yeah, I'll live." Buffy smiled. "I guess I should get to class."

Angelus stood up straight, "Right, yeah me too."

As she began walking away Buffy stopped and turned back to Angelus, "Um, thanks for the loan of your shirt." She said, almost shyly. "I'll get it back to you tomorrow.

"Nah, keep it, it looks better on you." He turned and then gave her a small smile before walking to his class.

"Oh boy," Buffy said as she turned to walk to her own class.