Chapter 14

Buffy was unbuckling Connor when Angelus walked out of the house to greet them. He touched her waist briefly before she turned and leaned up to kiss him a 'Hello'. He moved around the car and got the groceries out while she gently carried the sleeping tot out of his seat and walked towards their home.

She carried Connor up and gave him a quick bath as he crankily refused, upset that his sleep was disturbed. Buffy apologized and consoled him and worked quickly before he had a meltdown. Ten minutes later, she was dressing him in his jammies and carried him, soothing his cries and rocking him back to sleep. The cries subsided and he was fast asleep mere moments later.

Buffy huffed as she made her way back down to the kitchen to see Angelus carrying a bottle of wine and two glasses. Without saying a word, he looped one arm around hers and dragged her back up to their bedroom. She questioned him but he didn't answer and led her straight to the bathroom, placing the wine and glasses on the sink top.

"Angel, what?"

"Shh…" he told her.

He turned to the tub and began pouring her favourite bath salts before turning on the tap to the right temperature and turned back to draw her to his arms. She looked up to him in amusement.

"You're running me a bath?"

"Well, I thought after a whole day with our chatty, energetic son, you'd be exhausted."

"You have no idea. That boy is like an energizer bunny".

"So, I figured a bath would be a nice way to end the day".

"Hmmm…are you joining me?" she leaned closer, whispering against his lips.

"May I?" he asked before locking his lips with hers.

"Strip", she ordered softly before moving out of his embrace to undress herself too.

Angelus quickly removed all his clothes, throwing it into his hamper and turned back to see her only in bra and panties. His eyes roamed her physique hungrily. God, she's beautiful.

Locking her eyes on his, she took off the two articles and Angelus feasted on her toned figure all smooth and golden and his shaft jerked at the sight. She smiled at him and reached out for his hand motioning him to enter the tub which he obediently did so.

She followed suit, entering the warm water, his hand clasping hers aiding her movement. When they were both in, she sat down pulling him to sit behind her, placing herself in between his legs and leaned into his chest.

Angelus wrapped his arms around her waist pulling her closer to him and kissed her neck. Buffy sighed, feeling her muscles unwind and her body relaxed. She turned and rests her forehead against his cheek.

"This is nice", she whispered.

"Mmmhmm…" he answered, kissing her temple.

They held each other tightly, relishing in the closeness and warmth of each other. The silence was soothing and comforting. It wasn't long before the innocent touches turned carnal as his hands found her breast, stroking and caressing the globes until the nubs hardened. His lips travelled up and down her neck, nipping and laving the slim column.

His fingers travelled down, briefly tickling her stomach making her giggle before continued moving south wanting to reach its destination. She let out a breath, anticipating his talented fingers. He leaned down and kissed her lips hungrily before probing her core. She moaned against his lips as he rubbed her, exciting her all over but when he inserted one finger in, she broke the kiss unable to withstand the sensation he was giving her.

He inserted another finger, moving in and out of her, bending at appropriate intervals to reach that spot inside. His thumb joined the deed, rubbing her clitoris, making her gasp for air. His intrusion became rigorous and his thumb continued stroking the distended nub. She held his arms tight, desperate for release and he, never one to deny her bliss, increased the intensity of his fingers and when her walls began to quiver, his other hand pinched her dusky nipple and that did it. She rasped his name and she leaned against him limply.

Angelus removed his fingers and resumed kisses on her neck, his hands resting around her waist, waiting for her return to reality. When she recovered, she turned and straddled him, capturing his lips in a passionate kiss. She rubbed his hardened shaft against her core, encouraging his member to grow. He groaned and willed his strength and forced to calm himself before standing, lifting them out of the tub wanting to make love to her on their bed.

Once there, he immediately laid her down and placed himself in between her thighs, kissing her desperately. Her hands reached down and grasped his strength making him gasp. Hungry for her warmth, he pushed her hand away and parted her thigh apart slightly more and embedded himself within her as she moaned at the feel of his arrival.

He groaned into her neck, stilling inside her, closing his eyes and focused intently; his hunger and desperation for her was ferocious and he was trying very hard not to come prematurely inside her. But her throbbing, tight walls were making it difficult. Buffy caressed his back and neck, capturing his lips, silently trying to soothe and aid him.

When he regained his restraint, he began to move, pulling out and pushed back in, bringing himself deeper inside her with each strong thrust. Buffy whimpered in pleasure, losing her breath with each delightful intrusion of his long, hard strength. His cadence intensified and his thrusts became furious as she chanted his name devotedly, pleading for him to give her release. As always, he relented and his fingers joined his shaft, fingering and pinching the sensitive and swollen nub making her shriek.

He covered her mouth with hers, not wanting to wake their son and continued his ministration.

"Oh my god", she whispered, pulling away from his lips, feeling rapture approaching and sure enough when he slammed into her core once, twice and when he drove in the third time, she quivered and came harshly.

As her walls shivered and trembled, he banged into her a few more times before he reached his climax, his essence spurted within her, leaving him dazed against her chest. When she finally recovered, she stroked his nape and threaded her fingers through his hair. After some moments, she frowned when he didn't move.

"Angel?" she said.

She moved her head lower to try and see why he wasn't reacting to her. His laboured breathing and groan when she tried to move him made her realize that he had fallen asleep, still inside of her. She smiled when he snored lightly, clearly deep asleep. He must have been exhausted after a hard day at work.

She wrapped her arms around his broad shoulders, kissing his forehead before resting her cheek on his forehead, caressing his back and nape soothingly. It wasn't long before letting sleep claim her.

Two weeks later

"Ms. Summers, I have a Scott Hope on line 1", her assistant's voice rang through the intercom.

Buffy frowned, briefly wondering how he found her. She had kept his card but had forgotten all about it. After reading depositions and reviewing two new cases that landed on her desk for the past 4 hours, she thought this was a welcoming distraction.

"Put him through".

Moments later, she hears a hello.

"Hey Scott".

"Look, I'm sorry if this seems a little stalker-ish but I haven't heard from you so just thought I'd reach out to you instead".

"Yeah, sorry. Been a little busy. How did you manage to find me anyway?"

"I googled and your name popped up on Wolfram Hart's website."

"I see."

"So, you're now a hotshot lawyer huh? Guess all the boring lectures you sat through paid off after all".

"Yeah", she laughed.

"Listen, I have some time tomorrow so I was wondering if we could meet for drinks? My treat".

"Tomorrow?...I'll need to check my schedule. Can I let you know later?"

"Sure, you have my number. I'll wait for your text".

"Okay."

"It's really nice to see you again, Buffy".

"You too".

"I gotta go but hope to see you soon".

"Sure, I'll let you know".

"Daddeeee!" she hears Connor exclaim when Angelus walked through the front door.

He got off the couch where Buffy was reading him a book and ran towards his father as fast as his tiny feet could take him.

"Hi buddy", Angelus greeted, catching him as the boy jumped up, wanting to be carried.

Angelus held him tight and Connor started babbling asking him how his day was, what he did when in the playgroup, what he ate for lunch, the games he played with his friends. All the while, Angelus walked towards Buffy and smiled before leaning down to greet her with a kiss.

"Daddy!" Connor called out seeing that his father was distracted by his mother's kiss.

"Ok, squirt. I'm listening" and the two year old continued his stories.

Buffy shook her head at her son's babbling which Angelus continuously reminded her it's an attribute he got from her.

After tucking Connor in for the night, Angelus and Buffy sat down to have a proper dinner that Angelus and picked up from the diner nearby, to spend much needed quality time with each other. After dinner, they sat at the couch to watch the movie Buffy rented.

Angelus leaned back on the couch with Buffy leaning her head on his shoulder. His right arm was draped across her crossed leg as she caressed the arm. They watched the movie in silence, both engrossed in the storyline.

"Oh god, don't go in there!" Buffy spoke to the TV.

"She's going to die…don't these people learn?" she exclaimed again.

Angelus smiled down at her. Times like this when she's getting all passionate over a movie or show, screaming at the characters as though they can hear her, he found her hilarious and cute. Times like this, she felt so precious to him and he just wants to coddle her and never let go.

He wrapped both arms around her, pulling her tight against him. Buffy, however, engrossed in the movie tried to squirm away.

"Angel, I'm trying to watch the movie".

"So watch. I just want to hold you".

"Ugh", she rolled her eyes but relented, allowing him to hold her close.

Ten minutes later, he was no longer interested in the movie finding the column of her neck so much more appealing. He leaned down smiling against her skin. She 'tsk'-ed and shoved him away, still focused on the movie but Angelus was undeterred, making his kisses more profound.

"Angel!"

"What?"

"I'm watching a movie".

"So watch…I'm not stopping you".

"You're distracting me!"

"Well, in that case, let's just turn the movie off", he reached for the remote.

Buffy crossed her arms in annoyance. Angelus smirked, his mind thinking how sexy she looked angry.

"I was enjoying the movie".

"Pretty sure we can do something far more enjoyable than some stupid movie", he said pulling her close.

"Ugh, you're such a horndog sometimes."

"I blame you for it", he whispered before capturing her lips.

She resisted for a few moments but as always, she was never able to resist him and was soon, melting in his embrace. Angelus pushed her down onto the sofa and insinuated himself between her thighs, his lips glued to hers passionately. When he broke the kiss, he caressed her cheeks, smiling at her. There has been a question he wanted to ask her for some time.

"You remember the conversation we had when Connor was born?"

"We spoke about a lot of things and it's been almost 3 years. You need to be a bit more specific".

"We were picking out his name and we had another name picked out?"

Buffy raised her eyebrows, uncertain if she liked where the conversation was going.

"Yeaaah..so…"

"So, Connor's three".

"Andd?..."

"Maybe, we could….try?...you know, creating a Katherine?"

"What?...Are you serious?"

"Yes…let's have another baby".

Buffy struggled to find the right words. This wasn't something she'd expected. Sure, she loved her little boy, seeing him take his first steps, growing each day and he was such a good boy. For someone who was uncertain about having a baby, she has grown to love being a mother and would do anything for Connor. But was she ready to have another baby?

"I know you said wait till Connor's 5 but I think we're doing a pretty good job so far and our boy is…he's so smart and can talk really well with us despite being so young…he's such a good kid. And you're always saying he looks so much like me so, maybe, we'll make the next one look like you", he said, earnestly trying to convince her.

"You don't know that for sure", she countered.

"So…we'll keep trying", he smiled.

"Angel", she took a deep breath, trying to compose her thoughts.

She moved her hand to cup his cheek.

"I love you", she said.

"I love you", he replied smiling, always happy to hear her declaration of love for him.

"Connor is amazing and he's opened my eyes to so much. Every day I wake up and look at him and think how could I have made this amazing human being. But I love what we have, what we've built and the way things are now. I don't want to change it…at least not yet" she said honestly.

Angelus was disappointed but appreciated her honesty. He was more than ready to be a father again but being one requires Buffy's willingness to become a mother too. If she wasn't ready, he wouldn't push her..perhaps not now but hopefully, in the near future. Angelus took her hand and kissed it, telling her despite his disappointment, he understands and is willing to wait.

"Thank you", she leaned forward giving him a kiss.

"But in the meantime, we can keep practising right…until you're ready", he smirked, wrapping his arm around her waist pulling her close.

"Such a horndog", she said playfully slapping his chest.

"Only for you", he said kissing her nose.

Buffy smiled as he started kissing her neck, playfully biting the column.

"Oh yeah, an old friend of mine asked me out for drinks some time tomorrow", she said breathlessly.

"Mmm…hmm".

"Will you be back late? Can you handle Connor for a few hours?"

"Shh…" he said against her skin, wanting to get her in the mood.

"If not, I can check with Cassie if she's free to watch him", her voice now husky, heady with desire.

"I won't be long…Couple of hours and I'll be back", she mumbled.

"Baby, I'm trying to seduce you so it would really help if you could at least pretend that you're interested?"

Buffy leaned up, shoving her tongue in his mouth and kissing him passionately.

"Does it feel like I'm pretending?" she asked when they broke away.

Angelus looked at her with hooded eyes before scooping her in his arms and bulldozed to the bedroom to start 'practising'.

After a good 15 minutes of searching for him, she saw Scott raising his hand to signal her knowing that there was no way to call out to her over the din. Buffy squeezed through the throngs of people dancing away, finding herself stuck a couple of times when people didn't make way for her, too engrossed with grinding one another.

Once upon a time, Buffy would probably be one of them, letting the music groove through her and enticing her partner with each sensual move of her body but now, the music was torturing her eardrums and the smell of smoke and the different body odour was giving her a headache.

"You made it!" Scott said loudly, in order to be heard over the loud music.

"Yeah!"

"Maybe we should go towards the bar to grab that drink?"

"Sure!"

Scott pulled her gently by the arm to the bar which thankfully was slightly less noisy. It was still loud but at least they could talk with less straining voices.

"Oh my god, it's loud!"

"When was the last time you came here?" Scott laughed.

"God, I don't know. Years probably".

"Whaatttt…Buffy Summers…The Buffy Summers who was a slayer on the dance floor hasn't been here for years?"

"Wow…it's been a long while since someone called me that".

"What? The slayer?"

"Yeah. It feels like an eternity ago".

Scott simply smiled.

"So, you're a mom, huh?"

"Yeah", she smiled dreamily, Connor's adorable face forming in her mind.

"How's that doing for you".

"Amazing. Beyond amazing. That boy's my world and he's growing so fast. I wish for him to just stop growing for like 10 years and stay cute forever".

After a moment, Buffy decided she was curious to know about Scott's life, which he gladly divulged. After graduating from college, he moved to Las Vegas after getting hired by a real estate company and was there until moving back to California two months ago.

He has set up his own firm and wanted to be back home, to be closer to friends and family. He never married but was almost engaged once before realizing that he wasn't ready for that sort of commitment.

The two friends caught up life stories well into the night, reminiscing and remembering a time when they were carefree and enjoying their youth.

1.30am that night (or rather early morning)

Buffy entered her dark home quietly, not wanting to disturb the peace and quiet. She made her way upstairs, sneaking a peek into Connor's room, seeing the boy still in deep sleep, suckling his thumb as he sometimes does, hugging his favourite stuffed pig. Feeling happiness brimming within seeing her perfect son, she brushed back his brown locks and leaned down kissing his forehead. Switching off the night light Angelus left on earlier in the night, she closed the door to his bedroom softly and tiptoed to her bedroom.

Buffy headed straight to the bathroom for a quick shower (which of course wasn't really a quick one, as previously stated by her boyfriend). After about 40 minutes, she was fingering her semi-dry hair walking towards the bed in Angelus' large shirt. She kneeled on the bed, pulled back the covers and scooted closer to her boyfriend who was laying on his back in slumber. She leaned down and cupped his face, kissing him on the cheeks before moving down and laying on her pillow, turning on her side, all ready to join Angelus in lala-land.

Angelus stirred a few seconds later, his body and mind registering her presence. He opened his eyes slightly, turning to see Buffy's back to him. He mirrored her position, wrapping his arms around her waist and shifted closer, nuzzling his face into her freshly washed hair, inhaling the familiar scent of her shampoo. Buffy threaded her fingers with his.

"Hey", he mumbled sleepily.

"Hi".

"You just got back?"

"Mmm hmm".

"Had fun?" he asked, his heavy eyes starting to close again.

"Yeah, it was nice".

"Good" and he began to drift off again.

His regulated breathing indicated to her that he was back asleep. She pulled his arm, hugging it to her chest before letting sleep take her too.

Buffy grunted, Angelus' alarm ringing abruptly waking her.

'Ugh…every time', she thought.

She groggily stretched, leaning over his broad form and fumbled for his phone to hit the 'Dismiss' button. After a few tries, she managed to finally turn it off and lay limply on his chest. God, she was so tired. Why was she so tired?, she wondered briefly before brushing the fatigue off due her late night yesterday.

While stretching to turn off the alarm, she ended up laying mostly on him, finding comfort in his warmth and willed sleep to return and it almost came but of course, that's when the cries of her son told her that sleep will not come now even if she wanted it too.

She heavily pushed herself up and looked down at the dozing man and for a moment, envious that he was someone who doesn't wake easily unless sleep naturally ended for him or if she really needed him to or occasionally when he registers her absence. His need to set up an alarm was the one thing she constantly nags him about. He has never woken up to his phone alarm which was set at 6am, waking up naturally at 6.30. She flopped down next to him for a few seconds before forcing herself up as Connor's wails got louder, wanting one of his parent's attention.

Walking swiftly to his bedroom down the hall, she opened the door to see the three-year old with tears rolling down his cheeks.

"It's okay, buddy. Mummy's here", she cooed as she carried him out of his cot, rocking and swaying him in her arms.

His cries slowly subsided as she caressed his head now leaned against her chest and his eyes soon became heavy, his mummy's heart beating making him sleepy again. She swayed him from side to side for a few more moments before laying him back into his cot.

Buffy began to walk down to make coffee and start preparing breakfast but when she was at the fourth step down, a sudden dizziness came over her. She had to stop and held on to the railing to steady herself. She sat on the steps and took a few deep breaths and the next time she opened her eyes, it was gone. Shaking her head off, she resumed her way to the kitchen.