Chapter 5
Nine months and the couple had not done more then chaste kisses here and there. Angelus was content to wait until his beauty was ready. He still vividly remembered that night three months ago when they had made out heavily on his bed. She had been so frightened and fragile and he never wanted to see her like that again. She had never told him what was wrong, but he had a few suspicions. He had learned from Willow that she hadn't had any night mares for a while. She was also dressing less like a bag lady and more like a young woman. Angelus was quite pleased with how much more open she was now.
Angelus entered his frat house and made his way up to his room. He didn't even notice the appreciative glances he was receiving from his fellow brothers. He unlocked his door then threw his bag down. Angelus couldn't believe what he was seeing. Candles everywhere illuminated his dark bedroom. Lying atop his bed was his girlfriend. She wore a sheer baby doll negligee and she was beautiful. Angelus swallowed trying to work the dry lump that had formed down his throat. She had fallen asleep waiting for him. He had to meet with one of his professors after class and had neglected to tell her, but only because he figured she would be working anyways. Angelus discarded his bag under his desk then slowly sat on the bed next to her sleeping form. He marveled at how perfect she was. Her golden locks fanned about her head. Her head rested atop her arm whilst her other arm cradled in front of her stomach. He stared at her for several long moments before finally making the decision to cover her slight form with a blanket. She looked so damn peaceful and gorgeous that he didn't dare wake her.
Buffy awoke to a darkened room. She sat up quickly and peered around the room. All her candles were out and she was covered with a blanket. She stood up and walked to the bathroom seeing the light filter out of the room. She timidly knocked, "Angel?" She heard some rustling then the door opened. Angelus stood there wet wrapped in his robe. Buffy looked up into his eyes then quickly down at her hands nervously playing with the hem of her negligee. "You're awake," he drawled out seductively. Buffy shook her head yes then let Angelus guide her to the bed. "I planned it all then I fell asleep," she squeaked out trying to hold back her tears of disappointment. Angelus gently grabbed her chin between his thumb and forefinger and guided her face up to his. "It's alright baby. Now don't cry," he admonished as he gently kissed her lips. He gently pushed her down on to the bed then climbed in next to her. "You look beautiful," he breathed as he gently nipped at her lips several times. He loved the way her cheeks flushed crimson whenever he complemented her. Briefly images of her from the night she had been so frightened flashed before his eyes. Immediately his gaze softened from that of lust filled to that of concern. "Baby are you sure you're ready?," he asked. Buffy bit her lower lip then shook her head yes determined to get over her nightmares. She knew she loved Angelus and she was ready to give herself to him.
Angelus slowly shucked off his robe and threw it behind him not caring where it landed. The light from the bathroom filtered into the room illuminating his chiseled chest. Buffy sucked in a breath at how beautiful he was. Angelus smiled at her then slowly traced his fingers over her clavicle towards her shoulder. He gently pushed her strap down revealing the top of her breast. Slowly he kissed her down her neck and to the top of her exposed breast. "So soft," he marveled as he kissed his way to her other shoulder and pushed down the strap. He kissed his way down her taut stomach over the negligee until he reached just above her pelvis. He looked up at her one more time to make sure she was still okay. Her head was thrown back her eyes shut tightly. She moaned in pleasure as he gently traced his fingers up and down her left thigh. He began to treat the other thigh the same then he grabbed the bottom of her sheer gown and began to push it up. Slowly he pushed it all the way up and over her head leaving her naked to his gaze. He sat up on his knees and stared down at her appreciatively.
Buffy lay naked sprawled out before the man she loved. Her golden skin flushed with a tint of red. Angelus devoured her with his eyes before finally dropping down and devouring her mouth with his. Finally he pulled away desperate to taste every inch of her. He kissed and licked his way down to her right breast. Slowly he massaged and licked it before doing the same to the other. Buffy mewled in pleasure with each touch he rained down on her. Angelus kissed his way down to her sex knowing he could not go with out tasting her there too. "Angel?," she asked confused and unsure of what he was doing. "It's alright love it will feel good, I promise," Angelus breathed before finally giving her one long lick. For a brief instant Buffy flashed back to the night she lost her virginity.
"No please, I'm not ready," she pleaded with the muscular boy. The boy quickly grabbed her wrists and held them above her head. "It's alright Buffy It'll feel good… I promise," he whispered huskily into her ear.
Buffy shook her head ridding the thought from her mind. Angelus was not that boy and she knew he would not hurt her. Angelus had felt her tense up and had nearly stopped, but decided he would give her pleasure and show her there was nothing to be afraid of. He doubled his efforts and smiled widely when he heard her scream through her first orgasm. Buffy breathed and panted heavily as she felt waves of pleasure crash over her. Angelus looked up at her and saw her chest and breasts rising and falling rapidly as she caught her breath. He couldn't wait to be inside her so he could see her face when she came around him. He slowly climbed up and straddled her. He placed himself at her slick entrance and began to gently slide into her. He heard her hiss in pain and stilled letting her adjust to his size. He couldn't believe how tight she was and he was willing to bet she hadn't had many partners. "It'll only hurt for a minute baby, I promise I'll make you feel good," he whispered huskily into her ear. Buffy once again flashed back to that painful first night. She quickly brought herself back to the present and wrapped her legs around Angelus' waist. Angelus slowly began to push into her then began a slow and steady rhythm. She was so hot and tight and Angelus was loosing himself in her. He worked his arms under her and pulled her close to his scorching sweaty body. He used one hand to cradle her head and pull her close to his neck.
Buffy closed her eyes and found herself back in her nightmares. This was too much for her to handle. She thought she could get over it, but obviously not. She began to get scared and the fear was causing there coupling to hurt. Angelus thought she was getting tighter because of pleasure, but no it was absolute fear. "Cum baby," he said mistaking her painful contractions as an orgasm. Then he heard her, "Stop, no, please stop," she whimpered. Angelus immediately stopped mid thrust and looked into her face. He had never seen her so scared before and he immediately pulled out of her. "Baby, what's wrong?," he asked fear plastered across his own face. Buffy flew from the bed and ran into the bathroom slamming the door shut. Angelus heard the click of the lock and knew he would have to wait for her to come out on her own.