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They looked into each other's eyes, seeing what each other wanted. Her long lashes fluttered as she smiled up at him, without saying anything Angel kneaded the skin on her hip; carefully he worked his way underneath her top till he reached her bra clad breast.
She ran her fingers through his hair as his tongue swirled her mouth then began to massage her own tongue.
Buffy moaned when he squeezed her gently, pleased with her response he applied more pressure. He broke the kiss so he could kiss her cheek then down to her neck, his tongue darted out to touch the skin before he kissed the spot again.
This was better than all the previous times that they had kissed, they hadn't fooled around much except for a little bit of heavy petting but it stopped way before anything like this could happen. When she felt his hard on press down on her she mumbled.
Angel pressed a kiss to her pulse point before looking down at her, he couldn't get over her beauty, her skin was flushed and her lips were swollen from their kisses, sometimes he couldn't believe that she was his "Yeah?"
Buffy bit her lip, she was enjoying what they were doing but they still hadn't discussed taking things further, seeing this in her eyes he kissed the tip of her nose "We don't have to do anything you are not comfortable with"
She ran her fingers through his hair again "I know, it's just that… I've never done anything like this before" she looked away feeling embarrassed by the admission. Angel ran his thumb over her lip gently "If you want we can take it slow and go as far as you want to… it's all for you"
Without saying anything her fingers gripped the hem of his t-shirt to pull it over his head and discarded it on the floor. A smile tugged at his lips as he returned the favour, leaving her lying beneath him in her bra.
He pressed a kiss to her collarbone and slid the bra strap off her shoulder then repeated with the other side. She arched her back so he could reach the clasp and peel the material away before capturing her nipple in his mouth.
Angel gave the other one the same treatment then sat back when he heard her breath hitch in her throat; he watched the rise and fall of her breasts with a smirk.
Buffy ran her hands over the warm flesh of his chest then circled his neck to pull him down so that she could kiss him again. Feeling his skin against hers for the first time felt magical, she let out a breathy moan when he sucked on her neck "Angel"
A smile tugged at the corner of his mouth as he trailed kisses down her chest and on to her ribs, she squirmed underneath him then raised her hips as his fingers reached the waist on her jeans. Angel sat back in his haunches as he pulled the denim away from her legs.
When she tried to pull her thighs together he shook his head as he locked eyes with her, he could see the nerves from within, her eyes wide and full of question. His fingertips caressed her thighs as he pushed them wide "Just relax"
Buffy took a deep breath to steady her nerves; she fully trusted him but was a little embarrassed by having this little clothing on in front of him. Her breath hitched in her throat again as he peeled away her panties and threw them behind him onto the floor.
Her mouth gaped as his tongue ran along her core, instinctively she arched her back, his eyes were locked on hers causing a shiver to run up her spine. He quickened his action as his fingers teased her lightly before he eased one inside.
"Oh god!" she shut her eyes tight and gripped the pillow beside her and brought it to her mouth, she could feel something building up inside of her, she'd felt like this before but never on this magnitude, she bit into the pillow to muffle her moan.
Angel added another finger carefully, mindful that this was all new to her "Buffy?" he could feel her nearing and wanted to see her face. She peeked from behind the pillow then placed it back on the bed beside them so she could see him properly.
Her heart pounded furiously in her chest, the way he was looking at her and the things he was doing, it was indescribable. Her fingers dug into his shoulders as she came, once she settled he leaned back; seeing her face in ecstasy was beautiful.
Buffy panted then chuckled lightly "wow" she opened one eye when she felt the bed shift under Angel's weight; he lay on his side with his head propped up in his arm. She smiled shyly at first then broke out in a wide grin.
Angel ran his fingers through her hair as he smiled back at her, Buffy scooted closer to him to kiss him, when she tasted herself she pulled back warily, she didn't say anything; it was strange but it looked like he didn't bother with it.
He went to say something but before he could Buffy nuzzled her nose against his then kissed him forcefully this time. She pushed him onto his back and sat across his hips, her fingers working on the zipper of his jeans to which he took her hands in his "Buff"
She looked up at him sadly "Did I do something wrong?"
Angel sat up and wrapped one arm around her waist, the other hand grazing up and down her spine, making her quiver "No, but we don't have to rush anything" her heart melted at how he was thoughtful of her but she didn't want this to be one sided.
"And we won't" she placed both her hands on his shoulders to push him flat against the bed, her fingers worked quickly and she popped the button on his jeans "No rushing is fine by me"
He bit his lip as he felt her trembling hand run over his boxers; his skin tingled when her fingertips traced the waistband. Carefully she kneeled up far enough so that they could both take off the remaining items he was wearing.
Buffy looked down at him with interest, sure she had seen books in Biology, even the crude drawings from History but never anything in real life and as close as his was. She reached out and tugged on him; he gasped and engulfed her hand with his.
Her eyes flicked to his before looking back down to what they were doing, once she got the hang of it he leaned back on both his elbows and watched. His eyes were burning with desire; it thrilled her than she could do that, especially feeling completely inexperienced.
Angel sat back up as he ran his hands over her hips; he kissed her throat then worked his way up to her mouth to kiss her languidly. He could tell that her hand was beginning to tire so he didn't mind when she wrapped her arms around his neck.
Slowly he brought both of them back down to the bed, he felt Buffy stiffen when she was sprawled on top of him, both of them now completely naked. He bit her earlobe and murmured "Trust me"
This time when he kissed her his hands moulded her hips and guided her movement against him, Buffy moaned when she felt him rub against her intimately, just like earlier he was working her body like he'd known it all his life.
Knowing he wouldn't last much longer he guided her hand back down to his erection; she circled her hand around him eagerly. She sat back on his thighs to get better access as she stroked him firmly, his hand cupped her breast immediately and he ran his thumb over her nipple, his other hand went back down to stroke her until she came.
"Buff… I'm…" he bucked his hips sharply as he came, she watched in fascination as his come spurted over his stomach. He grunted and pulled her hand off of him then sighed contentedly, Buffy climbed off of him then lay beside him.
Angel leaned over to the bedside table and grabbed a few hankies to clean his stomach; he threw them in the trash then flopped back down on the bed and pulled her against his side. Buffy threw her arm over his chest and snuggled against him.
They lay in contented silence as the soft music continued to play; there had been one boy before that had kissed her cheek at a party; he'd hinted that he wanted to take things further, for a while after that party she had thought that she'd made a mistake but now lying in Angels arms she knew she'd made the right choice.
Angel looked to the clock on the wall and sighed "It's almost midnight…" he tightened his grip on her for a moment, he didn't want her to leave, he would love nothing more than for her to stay in his arms all night but Joyce would blow a gasket.
Buffy placed a kiss on his chest then looked up at him, her face looking just as sad as his "I know" she leaned up and kissed him softly. Angel rolled them over so she was now beneath him as he kissed her deeply; he pulled away when he felt himself react.
He got off of the bed in search of their clothes, when he turned back Buffy had her arms around her knees, hugging them to her chest to cover her body "You don't ever have to be shy, you're beautiful" he kneeled on the bed and tugged on her arm so she was kneeling too.
She blushed deeply and shrugged her shoulders but allowed him to draw her body against his; she wrapped her arms around his neck and smiled timidly. He nuzzled his nose against hers then kissed her one last time before handing her the discarded clothes from earlier.
They both dressed quickly then drove back to Buffy's, the hall light was still on that meant that Joyce was more than likely waiting up for her to return "I'll see you in the morning, if you want we can go to the beach?"
Buffy nodded excitedly, she loved the beach "That would be great" their last kiss lingered before she pulled away "Goodnight Angel"
Angel ran his thumb over her bottom lip "Goodnight Buffy" she got out of the SUV then waited by the front door as she watched him drive off. She locked the door and came face to face with her mother; Joyce looked over her daughter then smiled.
The look on her face was one she recognised "You like him a lot, don't you?"
Buffy bit her bottom lip, of course she liked him; she would have never let him touch her intimately if she didn't but she couldn't say that to her mom "Yeah, I like him a lot"
Joyce nodded then wrung her hands together "I know it's a bit late but I want to say this and get it over with… Angel is a nice young man but I want you to be careful, don't let him push you into anything you're not ready for you're still young"
Her jaw sharpened at the words, Joyce cut in before she could say anything "I'm being serious Buffy, what you think you're feeling can be confused with something less than it is… you've been spending a lot of time together… why don't you spend some time with your friends instead?"
Buffy folded her arms over her chest, not liking what Joyce was suggesting "Mom, I know what I feel and it's not something I've ever felt before… all my friends have boyfriends that they spend more time with than me, it's not like I'm closing myself off and neither is he!"
Joyce raised her hands in surrender "I'm not trying to upset you Buffy but you have to remember I know what teenagers are like, when I met your father we were still young…"
"Newsflash, I'm not you! You may have loved Hank but I'm not as stupid enough to end up pregnant by Seventeen!" she knew as soon as she said it she had crossed a line, hurt then seething rage flashed in her mother's eyes as she slapped her.
Buffy held her stinging cheek in shock; she had never had a hand raised to her, ever. It took a moment to register what she had done before Joyce let the tears fall and apologise "Buffy, I didn't mean that…"
Carefully she enclosed her arms around her daughter and stifled a cry "I'm sorry" she pressed a kiss to her head then let her yank herself out of the embrace then walk up to her room in silence, she didn't expect Buffy to accept her apology straight away, so Joyce let her go without saying anything.
The ding of the seatbelt sign startled him out of his thoughts "Please make final preparations as we are now making a landing at Sunnydale Airport, Thank you"
He shook his head and re-placed the tray into its upright position, he didn't realise that the flight was almost over, not that he minded otherwise the journey would have felt longer than it actually was. He shuffled in his seat to get comfortable as the plane hut the tarmac.
Looking around the tiny airport he had that sensation that he was finally home, nothing looked like it had changed, the interior had a few coatings of paint to look fresh but it was all the same. Carting his suitcase behind him he pushed through the doors into the arid heat of outside.
The sign said Welcome to Sunnydale, well as they said as kids; it was Sunny-Hell as the sun was relentless. He wafted himself with the book he had in his hand then hailed a cab, settling in they made the journey into the town, back to where he lived as a kid.