***Lots of neat stuff in this chapter. Kinda sexual. But I'm sure no one
minds in a romance. Hehe. Umm. The plot thickness. Please review.***
Ch 12
"What do you want to do after high school?" Buffy asked Angel above the loud music.
Angel looked up, somewhat surprised at the question. They'd talked about a number of things lately. All but his past and their future; he knew it was unfair to keep things from her. After all she had told him her secrets; it was only fair he tell his. But he knew she would see him different then and he liked the way she saw him now too much to change that. He would tell her, he just had to figure out how and when.
Their future was uncertain, they both knew, as it the others; so it was mostly a non-topic. That's what it caught him so off guard. Grinning he just started at her. He was the most beautiful woman in the world tonight, but then she always had been. Her blond hair was pined up in ringlets that bounced when she walked; feathering softly around her face. The dress she worn was pitch black that was spaghetti strapped and clung tightly to her body. A split in the material went clean up to her hip. Revealing a good bit of skin. Making him unbelievably hard through out the night. Every time they dance, her body pushed close to his, made him want to rip the clothes off her body and take her on the floor.
He wouldn't of course, just for the fact that they were surround by a least 200 people and he didn't want any one else to see her naked but him. He groaned inwardly, he was getting awfully possessive lately. But then with a girl like Buffy what man wouldn't be.
Truthfully he didn't know how the hell he was going to make it through the night, especially after he came home with all of them. The entire gang was stay at his house tonight and the thought of Buffy only a few walls away was going to drive him insane.
"What?" Buffy asked, drawing Angel out of his thoughts.
"Did I tell you, you look beautiful tonight?"
Buffy flushed. Actually Angel had told her that about half a dozen times, and every time it made her feel good. She liked that he could do that, make her feel wonderful, with just a smile. No one had ever made her feel that way.
She smiled back at him; she hadn't been able to stop smiling the entire night. Of course this was her first homecoming and she was having a blast. They all kept going out to dance and right now they were the only two sitting out. It was kind of nice, just getting to talk to Angel.
Buffy still couldn't believe that Giles had let her come, but Gunn said it would be fine as long as she stayed with everyone. He had even winked at her when he trying talking to Giles about it. He knew that she'd never gotten a chance to get all dressed up. Once Giles had relented, both he and Wesley had disappeared for a few hours. Turns out he had gone to see Willow and asked her to pick out a dress that she could wear. It was so sweet of her uncle, and he had seemed quite please when she started jumping up and down. Of course making a complete fool of her self in front of everyone.
Her eyes traveled the length of Angel, god he looked good in suit. She had just managed to keep her hands off him the entire night. But that could all change when she got home. After all she was going home with all of them. She was a virgin it was true, but she liked to make love to Angel.
In the four months since everything had started she had become good friends with everyone and gotten close with Angel. They talked, laughed and kissed. He never pushed; never made her feel guilty if she just wasn't ready. But the truth was she was ready, and she wanted to be ready with him.
Earlier in the day she had gone home with Willow, Faith and Cordelia to get all dressed up. They were like sisters to her and she felt comfortable enough to ask them what it was like. She knew the basics, but she wanted to know the feeling. She wanted to show Angel how much she loved him.
While she may be a virgin she knew that Angel wasn't. Of course his first time had been when he was 16 with an old girlfriend. So she was a bit worried.
"Its wonderful B, but it has to be with the right person," Faith had answered honestly, pulling on her shoes.
"You've been with more than one person?" Buffy asked, she knew it was done, but Faith and Spike seemed to be so much in love. It was hard to image the young girl with anyone but the bleached blond wonder.
"A few, but I never really liked it until I met Spike and now I just can't seem to get enough," Faith answered, blushing for the first time in about four years.
"I've only been with Xander," Cordelia said, as she applied lipstick, "But despite my baby's flaws I can't complain. But then I do so love him."
Willow was bright red by the time Buffy turned to her and only got out, "Wouldn't know."
Buffy had learned one thing; it was better with someone you loved. But of course she had already guessed that.
"Yes you told me," Buffy answered, leaning in to kiss him on the lips. "So what do you want to do?"
"I want to help people, but then I guess the bad boy side wants a bit of danger in it all. When our parents die, Willow, Doyle and I decided that once we got the money we'd open our own private investigating company. When the rest of the crew came along, well we've said something about it and they all hopped on the idea. Right now we have about half the money we need. So maybe in a few years, after college and all; what about you?" Angel grinned. He liked telling her about his dreams and now he really just wanted to hear her's.
"I'm not quite sure about what I want to do in a few years, but I know what I want to do now,"
"What's that?"
"Dance with you," Buffy smiled, pulling him to his feet. It was going to be a fun night.
**** "Chop off my feet, they hurt that bad!" Cordelia said as Xander carried through the doorway and into the house.
"Just soak them in hot water, you'll be fine," Faith answered, was Spike threw her down on the couch.
"Putting on a bit of weight, babe?" he teased, removing his jacket and shoes.
"Certainly not," Faith retorted hotly, and began chewing on her lower lip.
Oz and Willow followed the group next. Among the girls she was the only one who was walking, if a bit unusually.
"So how is are the sleeping arrangements working?" Angel asked, carrying a sleeping Buffy in his arms. Behind him Doyle closed the door.
"I don't know about you all, but I have a date waiting for me. So that leaves one room empty, after all I don't plan on coming home tonight," Doyle said, pulling on a jacket and reopening the door.
"Have fun," Both Willow and Angel said together.
"I'll put Buffy down in Doyle's room, which means, you and Faith get our room," Angel told Spike as she headed for the stairs.
"I claim our room, Sorry Wills," Cordeila said next, pulling Xander off the couch.
Between the crew, it was unspoken agreement that each got to spend the night with their others. Each got a room to themselves and no else ever wanted to know what happened in the rooms. If something happened was debatable, since two of the four females, were still boarding on what to do.
Blushing Willow lowered her eyes and quietly mumbled out, " We put the spare mattress in the den, and so it looks like that's where we're sleeping." Looking up at Oz she found him with a comforting smile, as he took her hand and led her to the room. She loved him that was true. More than anything in the entire world, but in a way it scared her, and it scared her to think that she might loose him.
While she had lost her heart to him long ago, she hadn't yet lost her body and soul. So if things went wrong she would have something to hold on to if he left.
He's not going to leave you ninny.. Her thoughts said.
They both stood in the doorway looking in to the den. A double size mattress lay on the floor, with enough pillows and blankets to cover an entire army platoon.
"They think we're going to get cold," Oz asked as he raised an eyebrow.
Willow laughed for the first time since they stepped threw the front door.
"Don't know. You going to keep me warm," The words were out of her mouth before she realized it.
"Maybe," Oz replied.
Turning Willow around he kissed her. She felt good in his arms, soft in all the right places. The tip of his tongue opened her mouth, he heard her moan and it drove him on. He'd never leave her, but then he never wanted to.
They kissed and kissed, only to stumbled and fall flat on the mattress. Neither noticed, they were to busy pulling off clothes.
**** "Angel?" Buffy questioned. She was a bit disoriented. She remembered getting in the car with the others, but that was about it. She had no idea how she wound up in bed with Angel hovering over her. Oh God. What if they had made love and she couldn't remember it. Surely she could, after all Angel would want her to be awake for it all. She groaned outwardly.
"Yeah, Babe?" Angel answered, his voice was husky. The bed sank from his weight when he sat beside her.
Sitting up on her elbows, Buffy noted that she was still dressed and as was Angel.
"This where we're sleeping?"
"This is where you're sleeping, I'm taking the couch," Angel answered when he kissed the tip of her nose.
"Would you like to sleep here with me?" Buffy asked. She wanted him too. Just having him to sleep next to her, or maybe even more. She really didn't know where the rest of the night would lead, but she did know she wanted him in it. Glancing past him, she made sure the door had a lock. Five months and she hadn't been able to stop the compulsion; she just didn't feel safe sleep behind a door that wasn't locked.
Her eyes locked again on his face; there was uncertainty in his beautiful brown eyes. Of Her? No, about what she was feeling, why she would ask such a question. She would bet her life on that matter. She'd come to know Angel well in the past few months and somewhere along the line; she had fallen hopelessly in love with him. He didn't know that, and she wasn't sure if she would tell him any time soon.just in case he didn't feel the same way.
Angel's hand came up to brush away a golden lock that had fallen on her forehead. Where the hell had her question come from? He would stay in a heartbeat, but he didn't know if he could stand the torture. If he climbed in bed with her, he didn't know if his will was strong enough to not take the temptation she was blindly offering. He'd never hurt her, but god he wanted her badly. Not just in body, but with his heart and soul. He wanted to show her how to love again, how to feel and how to find pleasure in the body. He wanted to give her all that, taking away all the pain she had once had.
"I don't know if I can sleep in the same bed with you and not touch you Buffy. You're special to me, more than anyone has ever been and I don't want to hurt you," Angel answered honestly. Watching her eyes widen in surprise.
One small hand came up to touch his face and her voice was barely above a whisper, when she spoke, "I want you to touch me Angel, more than anything in this world."
A groan escaped his lips, as they touched hers. Teasing, sucking, nibbling until she opened her mouth for him. She tasted like honey, sweat and warm. He just kept kissing her. Pulling the pins from her hair, he ran his fingers through her beautiful blond hair. A moan escaped between them, from whom he didn't know. He wanted, needed her to damn much and she was his and she would never be another's.
Angel's kiss was tender at first, slowly growing demanding as the passion between them started to bubble and burn. She felt one of his hands on the back of her neck, holding her to his onslaught. She should be afraid, but god help her, all she found was pleasure. She shivered as she felt his finger slip under her dress and move along the inside of her thigh, the feeling was incredible. And she was melting and had no desire to stop. She clung to him with every ounce of passion she felt for him and slowly began to unbutton his shirt. Slipping her hands to caress his bare chest.
Angel nearly jumped out of his skin when Buffy's hands were on his chest. He felt a breeze on his back and knew she had taken the shirt off; though she didn't seem to be aware of it as he kissed her. He pulled the zipper down on the back of her dress and managed to push the top down to her waist, baring her breasts. All the while he kissed her. The girl in his arms moaned and shivered when he cupped her breast and rubbed his thumb over her nipple till it was a hard bud.
If anyone had asked them later how they lost the rest of their clothes, it was doubtful that either could tell you the answer, for one minute they had them and the next they didn't.
Buffy whimpered as Angel's lips attacked her breasts in a nerve shattering way, that left her dizzy and out of breath. His fingers played dirty tricks on her body, but none such as when he slipped one between the golden curls at the joint of her thighs and into her. Arching off the bed she called his name again.
Angel positioned himself between Buffy's legs; she was ready for him, hot, wet and squirming. And God was he the most beautiful woman in the world, her body had to be perfect. Rip breast that filled his hands, curves that just kept going and a passion that matched his own. All he wanted to do was thrust into her, but he wouldn't he'd take it slow and he'd put a condom on first.
Leaning over the bed he pulled a condom out of his pocket and slid it on. When he looked down at the woman in his arms, he found her eyes in a dream state and the most kissable lips ever.
Buffy hadn't gotten a clear look at Angel naked before, and heaven help her, he was huge. And that went for every part of his body. He came atop her again and just kissed her. His lips reached the nape of her neck when he whispered, " I hurts for the first time. I'm sorry," And he slid into her. The pain was forgotten in moments, and if truth were told it really wasn't all that bad. Only pleasure came when he started to move and soon she was whirling downward in climax screaming.what.it didn't matter.as they came together.
The lock on the door forgotten, it didn't matter anymore. She was safe with him.
*** Faith opened her eyes to the darkness and stared at her purse on the table next to the bed. She hated the dark, but it didn't seem to bug her when Spike was with her. She nearly groaned out loud. Her babe's remark about her weight had it to closed to home. She was worried about it, and the answered to every questioned she had asked herself during the past two months lay in her purse.
She'd been sick, moody, and way to hungry lately. She hadn't told Spike or anyone else for that matter. Why? Well she just didn't know. Maybe because she was scared of the answer herself, scared of what he might say or what the rest would say.
She had a past.the bad girl. There was no denying that, but she had changed when Spike entered her life. The only questions that they box in the purse couldn't answer, where if Spike would still want her, if he would want the baby.
He loved her; he'd said it once. Just as she had only said it once, but the questions still ran through her mind.
Getting out of bed she was careful not to wake him, pulling on his shirt she took her purse off the nightstand. Crossing the hall to bathroom and followed the directions on the box.
Five minutes to wait. Pink positive, blue negative.
Four minutes.
Two minutes.
Pink
Positive.
Ch 12
"What do you want to do after high school?" Buffy asked Angel above the loud music.
Angel looked up, somewhat surprised at the question. They'd talked about a number of things lately. All but his past and their future; he knew it was unfair to keep things from her. After all she had told him her secrets; it was only fair he tell his. But he knew she would see him different then and he liked the way she saw him now too much to change that. He would tell her, he just had to figure out how and when.
Their future was uncertain, they both knew, as it the others; so it was mostly a non-topic. That's what it caught him so off guard. Grinning he just started at her. He was the most beautiful woman in the world tonight, but then she always had been. Her blond hair was pined up in ringlets that bounced when she walked; feathering softly around her face. The dress she worn was pitch black that was spaghetti strapped and clung tightly to her body. A split in the material went clean up to her hip. Revealing a good bit of skin. Making him unbelievably hard through out the night. Every time they dance, her body pushed close to his, made him want to rip the clothes off her body and take her on the floor.
He wouldn't of course, just for the fact that they were surround by a least 200 people and he didn't want any one else to see her naked but him. He groaned inwardly, he was getting awfully possessive lately. But then with a girl like Buffy what man wouldn't be.
Truthfully he didn't know how the hell he was going to make it through the night, especially after he came home with all of them. The entire gang was stay at his house tonight and the thought of Buffy only a few walls away was going to drive him insane.
"What?" Buffy asked, drawing Angel out of his thoughts.
"Did I tell you, you look beautiful tonight?"
Buffy flushed. Actually Angel had told her that about half a dozen times, and every time it made her feel good. She liked that he could do that, make her feel wonderful, with just a smile. No one had ever made her feel that way.
She smiled back at him; she hadn't been able to stop smiling the entire night. Of course this was her first homecoming and she was having a blast. They all kept going out to dance and right now they were the only two sitting out. It was kind of nice, just getting to talk to Angel.
Buffy still couldn't believe that Giles had let her come, but Gunn said it would be fine as long as she stayed with everyone. He had even winked at her when he trying talking to Giles about it. He knew that she'd never gotten a chance to get all dressed up. Once Giles had relented, both he and Wesley had disappeared for a few hours. Turns out he had gone to see Willow and asked her to pick out a dress that she could wear. It was so sweet of her uncle, and he had seemed quite please when she started jumping up and down. Of course making a complete fool of her self in front of everyone.
Her eyes traveled the length of Angel, god he looked good in suit. She had just managed to keep her hands off him the entire night. But that could all change when she got home. After all she was going home with all of them. She was a virgin it was true, but she liked to make love to Angel.
In the four months since everything had started she had become good friends with everyone and gotten close with Angel. They talked, laughed and kissed. He never pushed; never made her feel guilty if she just wasn't ready. But the truth was she was ready, and she wanted to be ready with him.
Earlier in the day she had gone home with Willow, Faith and Cordelia to get all dressed up. They were like sisters to her and she felt comfortable enough to ask them what it was like. She knew the basics, but she wanted to know the feeling. She wanted to show Angel how much she loved him.
While she may be a virgin she knew that Angel wasn't. Of course his first time had been when he was 16 with an old girlfriend. So she was a bit worried.
"Its wonderful B, but it has to be with the right person," Faith had answered honestly, pulling on her shoes.
"You've been with more than one person?" Buffy asked, she knew it was done, but Faith and Spike seemed to be so much in love. It was hard to image the young girl with anyone but the bleached blond wonder.
"A few, but I never really liked it until I met Spike and now I just can't seem to get enough," Faith answered, blushing for the first time in about four years.
"I've only been with Xander," Cordelia said, as she applied lipstick, "But despite my baby's flaws I can't complain. But then I do so love him."
Willow was bright red by the time Buffy turned to her and only got out, "Wouldn't know."
Buffy had learned one thing; it was better with someone you loved. But of course she had already guessed that.
"Yes you told me," Buffy answered, leaning in to kiss him on the lips. "So what do you want to do?"
"I want to help people, but then I guess the bad boy side wants a bit of danger in it all. When our parents die, Willow, Doyle and I decided that once we got the money we'd open our own private investigating company. When the rest of the crew came along, well we've said something about it and they all hopped on the idea. Right now we have about half the money we need. So maybe in a few years, after college and all; what about you?" Angel grinned. He liked telling her about his dreams and now he really just wanted to hear her's.
"I'm not quite sure about what I want to do in a few years, but I know what I want to do now,"
"What's that?"
"Dance with you," Buffy smiled, pulling him to his feet. It was going to be a fun night.
**** "Chop off my feet, they hurt that bad!" Cordelia said as Xander carried through the doorway and into the house.
"Just soak them in hot water, you'll be fine," Faith answered, was Spike threw her down on the couch.
"Putting on a bit of weight, babe?" he teased, removing his jacket and shoes.
"Certainly not," Faith retorted hotly, and began chewing on her lower lip.
Oz and Willow followed the group next. Among the girls she was the only one who was walking, if a bit unusually.
"So how is are the sleeping arrangements working?" Angel asked, carrying a sleeping Buffy in his arms. Behind him Doyle closed the door.
"I don't know about you all, but I have a date waiting for me. So that leaves one room empty, after all I don't plan on coming home tonight," Doyle said, pulling on a jacket and reopening the door.
"Have fun," Both Willow and Angel said together.
"I'll put Buffy down in Doyle's room, which means, you and Faith get our room," Angel told Spike as she headed for the stairs.
"I claim our room, Sorry Wills," Cordeila said next, pulling Xander off the couch.
Between the crew, it was unspoken agreement that each got to spend the night with their others. Each got a room to themselves and no else ever wanted to know what happened in the rooms. If something happened was debatable, since two of the four females, were still boarding on what to do.
Blushing Willow lowered her eyes and quietly mumbled out, " We put the spare mattress in the den, and so it looks like that's where we're sleeping." Looking up at Oz she found him with a comforting smile, as he took her hand and led her to the room. She loved him that was true. More than anything in the entire world, but in a way it scared her, and it scared her to think that she might loose him.
While she had lost her heart to him long ago, she hadn't yet lost her body and soul. So if things went wrong she would have something to hold on to if he left.
He's not going to leave you ninny.. Her thoughts said.
They both stood in the doorway looking in to the den. A double size mattress lay on the floor, with enough pillows and blankets to cover an entire army platoon.
"They think we're going to get cold," Oz asked as he raised an eyebrow.
Willow laughed for the first time since they stepped threw the front door.
"Don't know. You going to keep me warm," The words were out of her mouth before she realized it.
"Maybe," Oz replied.
Turning Willow around he kissed her. She felt good in his arms, soft in all the right places. The tip of his tongue opened her mouth, he heard her moan and it drove him on. He'd never leave her, but then he never wanted to.
They kissed and kissed, only to stumbled and fall flat on the mattress. Neither noticed, they were to busy pulling off clothes.
**** "Angel?" Buffy questioned. She was a bit disoriented. She remembered getting in the car with the others, but that was about it. She had no idea how she wound up in bed with Angel hovering over her. Oh God. What if they had made love and she couldn't remember it. Surely she could, after all Angel would want her to be awake for it all. She groaned outwardly.
"Yeah, Babe?" Angel answered, his voice was husky. The bed sank from his weight when he sat beside her.
Sitting up on her elbows, Buffy noted that she was still dressed and as was Angel.
"This where we're sleeping?"
"This is where you're sleeping, I'm taking the couch," Angel answered when he kissed the tip of her nose.
"Would you like to sleep here with me?" Buffy asked. She wanted him too. Just having him to sleep next to her, or maybe even more. She really didn't know where the rest of the night would lead, but she did know she wanted him in it. Glancing past him, she made sure the door had a lock. Five months and she hadn't been able to stop the compulsion; she just didn't feel safe sleep behind a door that wasn't locked.
Her eyes locked again on his face; there was uncertainty in his beautiful brown eyes. Of Her? No, about what she was feeling, why she would ask such a question. She would bet her life on that matter. She'd come to know Angel well in the past few months and somewhere along the line; she had fallen hopelessly in love with him. He didn't know that, and she wasn't sure if she would tell him any time soon.just in case he didn't feel the same way.
Angel's hand came up to brush away a golden lock that had fallen on her forehead. Where the hell had her question come from? He would stay in a heartbeat, but he didn't know if he could stand the torture. If he climbed in bed with her, he didn't know if his will was strong enough to not take the temptation she was blindly offering. He'd never hurt her, but god he wanted her badly. Not just in body, but with his heart and soul. He wanted to show her how to love again, how to feel and how to find pleasure in the body. He wanted to give her all that, taking away all the pain she had once had.
"I don't know if I can sleep in the same bed with you and not touch you Buffy. You're special to me, more than anyone has ever been and I don't want to hurt you," Angel answered honestly. Watching her eyes widen in surprise.
One small hand came up to touch his face and her voice was barely above a whisper, when she spoke, "I want you to touch me Angel, more than anything in this world."
A groan escaped his lips, as they touched hers. Teasing, sucking, nibbling until she opened her mouth for him. She tasted like honey, sweat and warm. He just kept kissing her. Pulling the pins from her hair, he ran his fingers through her beautiful blond hair. A moan escaped between them, from whom he didn't know. He wanted, needed her to damn much and she was his and she would never be another's.
Angel's kiss was tender at first, slowly growing demanding as the passion between them started to bubble and burn. She felt one of his hands on the back of her neck, holding her to his onslaught. She should be afraid, but god help her, all she found was pleasure. She shivered as she felt his finger slip under her dress and move along the inside of her thigh, the feeling was incredible. And she was melting and had no desire to stop. She clung to him with every ounce of passion she felt for him and slowly began to unbutton his shirt. Slipping her hands to caress his bare chest.
Angel nearly jumped out of his skin when Buffy's hands were on his chest. He felt a breeze on his back and knew she had taken the shirt off; though she didn't seem to be aware of it as he kissed her. He pulled the zipper down on the back of her dress and managed to push the top down to her waist, baring her breasts. All the while he kissed her. The girl in his arms moaned and shivered when he cupped her breast and rubbed his thumb over her nipple till it was a hard bud.
If anyone had asked them later how they lost the rest of their clothes, it was doubtful that either could tell you the answer, for one minute they had them and the next they didn't.
Buffy whimpered as Angel's lips attacked her breasts in a nerve shattering way, that left her dizzy and out of breath. His fingers played dirty tricks on her body, but none such as when he slipped one between the golden curls at the joint of her thighs and into her. Arching off the bed she called his name again.
Angel positioned himself between Buffy's legs; she was ready for him, hot, wet and squirming. And God was he the most beautiful woman in the world, her body had to be perfect. Rip breast that filled his hands, curves that just kept going and a passion that matched his own. All he wanted to do was thrust into her, but he wouldn't he'd take it slow and he'd put a condom on first.
Leaning over the bed he pulled a condom out of his pocket and slid it on. When he looked down at the woman in his arms, he found her eyes in a dream state and the most kissable lips ever.
Buffy hadn't gotten a clear look at Angel naked before, and heaven help her, he was huge. And that went for every part of his body. He came atop her again and just kissed her. His lips reached the nape of her neck when he whispered, " I hurts for the first time. I'm sorry," And he slid into her. The pain was forgotten in moments, and if truth were told it really wasn't all that bad. Only pleasure came when he started to move and soon she was whirling downward in climax screaming.what.it didn't matter.as they came together.
The lock on the door forgotten, it didn't matter anymore. She was safe with him.
*** Faith opened her eyes to the darkness and stared at her purse on the table next to the bed. She hated the dark, but it didn't seem to bug her when Spike was with her. She nearly groaned out loud. Her babe's remark about her weight had it to closed to home. She was worried about it, and the answered to every questioned she had asked herself during the past two months lay in her purse.
She'd been sick, moody, and way to hungry lately. She hadn't told Spike or anyone else for that matter. Why? Well she just didn't know. Maybe because she was scared of the answer herself, scared of what he might say or what the rest would say.
She had a past.the bad girl. There was no denying that, but she had changed when Spike entered her life. The only questions that they box in the purse couldn't answer, where if Spike would still want her, if he would want the baby.
He loved her; he'd said it once. Just as she had only said it once, but the questions still ran through her mind.
Getting out of bed she was careful not to wake him, pulling on his shirt she took her purse off the nightstand. Crossing the hall to bathroom and followed the directions on the box.
Five minutes to wait. Pink positive, blue negative.
Four minutes.
Two minutes.
Pink
Positive.