A/N: I got a few reviews saying last chapter wasn't B/A(us) enough so hopefully this one will be better. Thanks for all the helpful reviews.
Buffy groaned as she entered her trailer, it had been a long and exhausting first day in the village. After her shower she had run into a strikingly handsome man, 'and also an arrogant bastard' she corrected herself. If she hadn't have felt uninvited before he'd been glaring at her all day with those eyes . . . 'Those delectable chocolate . . . ' 'NO' she scolded herself, she would not have any thought of his beautiful face . . . 'Or that very well endowed body . . . ''Uggg god dammit' flopping down on the couch she assured herself that would be the very last one.
Otherwise the day had been stressful enough, they had to stand up and give a speech in front of everyone!! Public speaking was always one of her fears and it's not like she could picture the audience naked for support when they already were! She ended up stuttering through her introduction even, now with her luck everyone would call her bu..bu..fy the entire trip.
'Tomorrow will be better' she told herself, not that it would take much. They were going to get guides to take them all around the village and sites, 'of course I'm obviously being punished seeing how tall, dark, and bitchy got picked to be mine' she thought with a sigh. 'Maybe tomorrow won't be better' I meen sure she'll get to see the nature and all, plus the King had mentioned that they could swim in the lake with the beautiful waterfall when they were done, but would any of it matter if she had to listen to his piss and moaning the whole time. 'Not likely'
'Yup, tomorrow is going to suck,' she decided, yawning she fell asleep on the cramped couch.
'Tomorrow is definitely going to suck' thought Angelus. 'Where does my father get off telling me that I HAVE to take that infuriating women and show her around? Doesn't he know how much I despise their presence so why must he make it worse?!' he stalked around the soil floors. 'She and her smooth skin . . . Yes her ugly smooth skin,' he fumed. She didn't have the magnificent dark locks or the mature fur that the island women have, so she must be hideous he decided. 'I only got that aroused around her earlier because of the adrenaline of hatred I was feeling' he convinced himself.
Angelus laid down on the assorted grasses that made his bed area. He'd need all of his energy dealing with the disrespectful barbs that women had coming for him tomorrow.
Buffy entered Angelus's hut seeing him laying prone on the floor, not even a blanket covering his body's expanse. Silently she walked over to him rubbing his tender back. Awakening suddenly Angelus turned around looking into her mossy depths.
"I'm sorry for earlier," she apologized, their faces so close he could feel her warm breath against his face. Stroking her cheek with his hand, he brought his lips to hers for a sensuous kiss, laced with passion.
"I am too . . . " he whispered running his hands down her nude body, he could feel himself stirring with want for the tiny women. Stroking his hands through her silky hair, he lured her in for another kiss. Loving the way her body molded against him, he deepened the embrace, passionately joining her tongue with his own.
Slowly he flipped her under him, licking his way down her neck, urged on by the small whimpers she was making. With great care he stroked his large hand down the taut expanse of her stomach, looking into her eyes as he lowered it to her dripping sex.
Arching to the feelings of pleasure, Buffy stared luminously at him. "I want you so much," she whispered in the same husky voice as earlier. "I need you . . . "
Never one to deny a lady of their needs he positioned himself at her entrance. "I love you," he stated thrusting deeply into her awaiting channel, unable to hold the shiver that went through his body.
"I love you too." she panted back, her cries of pleasure wafting through the air like a sweet aroma, as they made love for what seemed like hours.
Sweating Angelus bolted upright the bright sun glaring in his eyes. Looking at his sticky state he chuckled evilly 'I had a fucking dream about the bitch, absolutely great, it's not like it means something!'
Sure maybe he found her hot, but he was man of much experience, so he knew of course without a doubt that this was just a silly wet dream. 'It's not like it meant anything' he assured himself, his body's reaction still prominent despite the dreams end.
Going to the river to clean up, he ignored the fact that he had never told a woman he loved them in a sex dream or otherwise, and he most certainly paid no attention to the fact that he had her say it back.
Drowsily Buffy awoke, glad for the dreamless sleep, she hadn't had many since . . . and there was a long day ahead of her. She couldn't help but moan, as she sat up her whole body was stuff from the awkward position that she had slept in. Mumbling silent curses, she padded into the kitchen grabbing a donut from the counter, 'I wonder what the villages eat' she thought. 'Probably something gross like entrails or flower seeds,' she laughed for now especially happy she didn't live here.
After taking a shower and coming her hair Buffy walked into the bedroom trying to decide what to wear, her modesty not allowing her to go in the buff like most of the people around. Finally deciding on her sparkly emerald bikini and fringed jean shorts, she walked stiffly out to into the morning.
The two figures watched from their hut, the son's eyes raking over the blonde's body. 'No wonder Angelus seems to have a thing for the girl,' he mused, looking at his Father.
"When do we get it done?" he asked eagerly, watching Angelus's return. The four outsiders seemed to be talking to Parker and Anyanka most likely about their tours.
"Have patience . . . " the man said, his voice portraying all of the hatred he felt for the royal family . . . and anyone low enough to follow them.
"Hey Wills, Oz, Xan," Buffy said walking over to her chatting buds.
"Buffy, love the bikini, Shwinggg." Xander laughed pulling her into a hug.
"Buffy" Oz said in way of greeting, seemingly not noticing her small outfit.
"Hey did you sleep well," Willow asked smiling giddily.
'Glad to see someone is excited' Buffy thought. "Yeah, but my neck is killing me, those couches were manufactured by trolls, I'm sure," she whined.
"Now Buffy," Xander joked, "have you been finding your furniture under bridges again, I though I warned you after that incident with the chair."
Buffy scrunched her face in a mock pout, "haha, Xan you're so funny I'm in pain." she said craning her neck while wincing to illustrate her point.
"Ah come here let me get the kinks out," offered Xander, rubbing the tender muscles of her neck.
"So did you have a good night . . . ?" Buffy asked lulling her head to give him more room to message.
Xander was about to answer when Parker and Anya strolled up. "Hey," he squeaked in greeting, unaware how Anya was going to act about last night. Thankfully she seemed oblivious.
They had been picked last night for Anya to be his partner, due to her volunteering. Parker was going to lead Oz around, Buffy with Angelus, and Willow had requested to work with one of the medicine women therefor Tara would be taking her.
Angelus grabbed Tara from the hut telling her it was time to meet the rest. He was anything but in a happy mood. All day his thoughts had been plagued with images of that dream. 'No way can I care about her' he repeatedly told himself. 'I don't even like her, hell I hate her!' he wanted to scream it.
His mood darkened even more if it was possible as him and the shy adult approached the group. That man had his hands all over his property! 'How dare he touch what is mine' he thought quickly dismissing any thought of not liking her. 'I will kill him with my bare hands then rip off his penis and shove it...' his rant was cut short by her feminine voice.
"Well hello Princess, why do you look so glum." she asked smirking. 'I hate her' he used that thought as his mantra trying to ignore her gasps of pleasure she was making while the boy touched her body. 'Are they together, I heard of the red head and the small mans closeness but not of this, well I'll just have to win her back' he shook his head he did not want to win her at all.
"Hey baby," he purred in a low voice while winking.
She snorted trying not to think of how well that deep voice fit him. "Do I look like a child to you?" she replied scathingly.
Leering at her figure he answered honestly, "no, you certainly do not."
"I guess I'm the only one then," she said raking her eyes critically down his body. 'So he's perfect doesn't meen I can't deflate some of that air in his head'
Angelus watched the condescending smile appear on her face, and for the first time in his entire life he doubted his looks. 'Maybe where they live men are expected to look different, I was always praised for my size but what if men there...' his mind continued to run, while he ground his teeth together, his face a few shades to red.
Parker was rolling in laughter, he liked this Buffy woman. His brother was always known for his good looks and women usually were putty in his hands. He doubted Angelus had ever been insulted in that manner, and it was absolutely hilarious.
"Why Princess why so red," asked Buffy with fake concern.
"He's just used to women wanting to give him multiple orgasms," said Anya earning a deadly glare from Angelus, warning her that would be the last thing she said in such a manner.
Buffy really, really didn't want to be jealous but she couldn't fend off the green-eyed demon. 'What was I thinking of course he's had lots of lovers, it's types like him that I try to stay away from because of that, I should have learned my lesson with Pike, men are never just interested in one woman... I should have learned that when...' Well there was no need to go there Buffy thought, she wasn't just going to allow him to stir up painful memories.
She watched as the others said their joking goodbyes, and decided it was time to get the show on the road. 'All passengers for the hell ride needed aboard'
"So Princess we don't have all day, how about we take a tour." Buffy finally said, strutting ahead of a silently fuming Angelus. Either noticed the men lurking behind them.
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