A/N: Ok this is the chapter I have been really looking forward to writing and is pretty much my entire reason for writing this fic lol! This chapter is ALL smut! It's pretty controversial, so read at your own discretion. Enjoy! Thanks again Readingmama for another amazing beta!

Behind These Eyes

Chapter 4

Angel moaned softly as Buffy's lips crushed against his. He wrapped his arms around her neck, fisted his fingers into the short hairs at the back of her neck and pulled her closer as he opened his mouth and deepened the kiss. He tilted his head, breathing heavily and gasping for breath as Buffy took control of the kiss, pushed her tongue into his mouth and tasting him, he gasped softly and closed his eyes.

Buffy was breathing heavily too, from habit rather then need, the kiss between them was passionate, filled with need, longing and desperation. They needed each other. She leaned forward but Angel was done playing around. He grabbed her by the shoulders and pushed her so she was lying on her back on top of the bed; her head nestled in the pillows. Angel leaned back, his eyebrows raised as he settled himself on her belly. He reached back and pulled his shoes off, throwing them over his head towards the other side of the room. Buffy looked up and smiled as she gazed into her own wide hazel eyes, she could see his soul behind them and she felt her entire body tingle in pleasure. Angel smiled back, his lips twisting up as his teeth flashed white. Very slowly Angel shifted, rubbing himself against her belly before leaning forward and kissing her again, his blonde hair falling over his shoulder and acting as a curtain, fluttering around them.

Buffy gasped and grunted softly, her body twitching as Angel's nimble hands started working at the buttons of her shirt. Buffy gasped, arching her back and moaning softly, "Angel, oh Angel…" She shook her head frantically, gathering her thoughts she grabbed at his hands frantically.

"What are you doing?" she gasped, her voice ragged, her eyes dark and shining with desire.

Angel looked up, his eyes narrowing slightly in confusion and he stopped. "Er…..undressing you?" he murmured quirking an eyebrow and smirking slightly.

Buffy rolled her eyes. "Don't you think this is a little weird?" she gasped. "I mean, I'm you, and you're me." She looked at him pleadingly, willing him to understand.

He chuckled and shrugged. "So?" he whispered bending down, pulling her shirt open and kissing her right nipple softly, flicking his tongue over the hardening bud. She gasped again, her eyes rolling back with pleasure. Angel smirked against her skin, enjoying her reaction.

Buffy moaned and grappled at his shoulders again, her fingers desperately pulling him back. "Angel, please stop," she gasped. Angel groaned loudly pulled back and closing his eyes briefly in frustration.

'Buffy, I haven't had sex in years," he pleaded, giving a soft groan. "You're killing me here."

Buffy shifted her eyes showing her unease. "I'm sorry, but don't you find this strange?" she whispered.

Angel paused, biting his lip. "Yeah but….I know it's you in there, I can see your soul." He paused "I love you Buffy, no matter what you look like…and I want to touch you," he whispered honestly, glancing down embarrassed as he blushed. Then he chuckled softly, his lips quirking in sudden amusement. "Besides…It's not as if this is the weirdest thing I've ever done."

Buffy's eyes widened as she spluttered. "Way too much information!" she told him

Angel chuckled and leaned down to kiss her again. "So are you up for this?" he whispered huskily, his fingers running up her chest.

His reasoning made sense; she could feel Angel's soul within her own body, knowing that he wanted to be with her…even now, caused her entire body to hum with pleasure. It was strange, but…she wanted to touch him too.

Buffy smirked. "Oh I'm up all right, I'm so up its painful," she gasped.

Angel laughed heartily, his lips twitching in amusement as Buffy laughed with him. She wrapped her arms around Angel's shoulders keeping him close as their mouths continued to taste. Angel's hand continued to flicker down Buffy's shirt pulling it open and exposing her broad sculptured chest. She raised herself slightly and Angel tugged the shirt away, throwing it to the floor. Then his hands were at the belt of her jean's, his small nimble fingers making short work of the buttons and zipper as he wiggled the pants down over her hips and got up to pull them down her legs, throwing the pants and the shoes to the floor as well.

Angel was breathing hard and feeling flushed as he sat on Buffy's lap, feeling the hardness of her member digging up into the juncture between his things. He smirked placed his hands on the hem of his top and raising his hands above his head, he pulled it over his head. He threw the top away, reached behind him and awkwardly unclasped the lacy black bra.

He lowered his arms and placed them on her firm narrow hips as he jerked his hips slightly. Buffy gasped, looked up at him with a wide-eyes wondrous look on his face. Then unexpectedly she frowned.

Angel shivered. "What?" he gasped, slightly concerned as he rubbing himself desperately against her hardness, feeling a tingle down his spine that he immediately wanted to satisfy.

Buffy shook her head. "It's nothing….just." She paused. "Do my breasts really look like that... they're all." She wrinkled her nose. "Jiggily."

Angel froze, his eyes widening in disbelief. "What?" He glanced down. "You're breasts are fine, gorgeous." Suddenly he smirked, raised both his hands and flickered them across his nipples causing them to harden into tips as he pushed his breasts up high, while at the same time he bent his head and flickered his tongue around the hardened areola of the right breast while his hand continued playing with the left.

Buffy's mouth popped open in outrage. "Hey!" she snapped. "Stop playing with my body." Angel just laughed his mouth opening wide as the laughter bubbled out. He jerked his hips again and Buffy's gasped loudly tilting her head back as her hands digged into the flesh at his hips.

Angel smirked, leaned forward and kissed her chest as he placed his hands on the bed on either side of her, raised his hips off her belly and slowly moved down her body. Buffy arched her back, raised her arms above her head and crossed them under her head.

Angel grinned as he reached her belly button flicking his tongue over the soft flesh and then moving lower. He slipped a hand under her boxers and gripped her hard, curling his hand over the hardening flesh and slowly moving his hand up and down her length.

Buffy gasped. "Oh, Angel," she whispered and gasped again. "You don't…." he cut her off.

"I want to," he told her honestly. He smirked. "Besides, you're body will love it. It get's me off." He chuckled, gripped her underwear in his hands and pulled them down, exposing her to his critical gaze. He raised an eyebrow and laughed.

"Wow, I never realised how big I am," he muttered appreciatively.

Buffy groaned softly and tilted her head back as Angel slowly wrapped his mouth around her quivering sheath. She gasped, "Ohhhh…." She sighed softly, her body tingling in pleasure. Her hands clenched, fisting themselves in Angel's long blonde locks as he flickered his tongue up and down her length, with each stroke relaxing his throat and taking more of her in with each dip of his head.

Buffy was breathing heavily, her breath ragged, despite not needing to breathe. "Oh Angel," she whispered softly, her eyes rolling back in her head.

Angel grinned as he pulled her inside his mouth and sucked hard, pulling her down his throat and purring softly. Buffy grunted and almost unconsciously pumped her hips upwards in need, her body trembling as she felt herself getting closer and closer to release.

Angel ran his hands down her legs and over her flat stomach, soothing her tingling nerves and calming her slightly. He could feel her entire body shuddering, shivering slightly as she struggled to hold herself back. With each flick of his tongue he brought her closer and closer, her hips moving upwards as she thrust up again, finally she could take it no longer.

She groaned loudly, wrapped her hand in Angel's hair and tried to pull him away. "Angel… Angel stop," she whispered harshly, grunted and groaning desperately "Please…I'm gonna…I can't hold it any…"

With a little quirk of his lips Angel ignored her pleas, wrapped his small hand around her tightening balls and relaxed his throat to take almost all of her in his mouth, his tongue moving over the sensitive flesh as he struggled not to choke.

Buffy's eyes opened wide as she took a quick breath. "Oh…shit," she screamed, a harsh cry of pleasure as she pushing upwards desperately, feeling her release suddenly spur from her, the cool cum flowing into his mouth and down his throat as he swallowed convulsively.

Her eyes flickered down to look at Angel as he raised his head, licked his lips slowly and winked at her. Buffy knew then that if she could blush she would be. Angel crawled up her body, kissing her softly then tucked himself in beside her, placing his cheek on her chest and smiling softly.

Buffy bit her lip as she glanced down at the top of his head. "I'm sorry," she muttered suddenly, feeling embarrassed at her actions. She felt Angel still, his hand pausing as he slowly ran his hand over her chest. He raised his head, his hazel eyes locking onto hers as he frowned softly. "What for?' he asked

Buffy glanced away suddenly interesting is the absolutely hideous wallpaper that covered the walls of the bedroom. "For not…lasting…long," she gritted out closing her eyes momentarily and sighing softly.

Angel blinked for a moment and then his mouth twitched into a smile as he threw his head back and laughed heartily. "Oh Buffy!" he chuckled shaking his head. "Don't worry about it!"

She frowned at him. "But I only lasted 10 minutes when you…" She glanced away embarrassed. "With my first time, you lasted ages." She sighed.

Angel smirked reached out and brushed a strand of dark hair away from her forehead "It took me years to work up that much control, do you think I lasted that long when I was first with a woman?" He shook his head. "I was spurting before I had her thighs spread."

Buffy made a face. "Ugh…Angel." She wrinkled her nose. "I really didn't need to hear that."

He shrugged. "I just wanted to let you know that it wasn't you're fault, it happens to the best of us."

Buffy ducked her head a smile tugging at her lips. "Are you sure?" she whispered

Angel rolled his eyes bent down and kissed her mouth. "I'm sure," he whispered pushing his tongue into her mouth. Buffy groaned again, opened her mouth to him and wrapped her arms around his shoulders. She pushed up, moving Angel way at the same time turning them so he was nestled against the pillows and she was leaning over him. She peered down, her eyes flickering over the familiar planes of his face, the cute little nose and the wide hazel eyes, her eyes. Within those greeny-brown depths she could see Angel, sense his powerful, strong, and shining soul. She smiled flashing her teeth and leaned down kissing him softly "Now I want to taste you…" she whispered softly.

Angel's eyes opened wide and his mouth popped open in a soft, shocked gasp as his heart jumped in anticipation. He shivered. "Buffy…" He shook his head. "You don't have too, I mean… I understand…have you done this before?" he asked quietly.

She shook her head "No, but nobody has done that to me either," she whispered.

Angel's eyes opened wide in shock. "No one?"

"No….you didn't… I mean I don't care, it was my first time, I'm not sure if I would have wanted you to."

"I didn't want to scare you," he whispered. He refused to think of that forgotten day, when he had spent hours between her supple thighs, his tongue exploring her folds as she quivered around him. He shook his head frantically, there was no point in him tearing himself up about this, she didn't remember, and things were better that way.

She nodded. "I know, and I appreciate that...and Parker didn't…" She glanced down. "He didn't do much of anything, It wasn't very satisfying," she told him softly

Angel's mouth twitched as he struggled not to smirk in satisfaction. "And Riley?" he asked softly, his voice soft as he prepared himself for her answer.

Buffy glanced away. "Our…relationship hasn't got to that point yet," she told him softly

Angel's eyes widened, he bit his lip as he struggled not to smile. "Oh well that's….."

Buffy glared at him. "Go on, just say it!" she snapped

He chuckled "Ok, I think it's great."

Buffy rolled her eyes her lips twitching in spite of herself as she bent down and kissed him again. "I'm kind of glad too, I want you to be first, again," she whispered softly.

Angel sighed and closed his eyes as Buffy slowly kissed a trail down his neck and down to the hollow between his pert breasts. He shuddered and gasped softly as she took a hardened nipple in her mouth and sucked hard.

"Oh…God," he murmured, his voice a breathless sigh as his whole body started to tingle and he felt a sudden rush of heat settle in his belly. He squirmed, his eyes fluttering closed as a small smile tugged at his lips as Buffy moved down his body. He tugged at her hair pushing her down at the same time that he moved his thighs further apart.

Buffy's hand rubbed down Angel's body, dipping into the hollow of his waist, trailing down his legs and back up to work at the buttons of his leather pants. She pulled the garment quickly over his wide hips and shimmied it down his body. She moved back up his body, her fingers grabbing at the small lacy piece of black fabric around his curls and quickly pulled them away. She moved her hands over his heated flesh to cup the small triangle of curls between his legs. He gasped and shuddered, tilted his head back even further as she paused momentarily.

Buffy tilted her head to the side and blinked. "Do I really look like that?" she asked. "That's so weird!"

Angel sighed, and shifted restlessly. "Stop worrying Buffy, this body is perfect, maybe just a little short but…" He smirked

Buffy rolled her eyes. "Well." She pouted. "This body is much too tall! I have to duck under some doors."

Angel chuckled. "It was worse before," he told her conversationally, "The average person was shorter two hundred years ago. I used to walk into a pub and be the tallest in the room."

Buffy mused over this, glancing up to look over his body then looked back down at his soft curls and intimate folds. Taking a deep breath she bent down and flicked her tongue over the place she knew would cause him to shiver in pleasure. She wasn't wrong, Angel gasped loudly almost jumping up as her tongue tweaked his little bud. "Oh…Oh," he moaned softly closing his eyes and trying to hold himself still as the tingles raced up his spine.

Buffy's eyes widened at his reaction, she sure didn't expect that. Grinning she steeled herself and then decided to try something new. Her hand ran up over his thigh, cupped his sex, before she moved her fingers against his sensitive flesh, rubbing her finger along his folds and then gently pressing one inside. He shuddered around her finger, his muscles pulsating quickly. Before Angel even realised what was happening she pulled her finger out again and replaced it with her tongue, lapping at him softly.

Angel's whole body rippled, pulsating hungrily. He screamed and arched his back as his core quivered with his sudden release, his juices coating his thighs, and soaking the sheets.

Buffy pulled back, her eyes wide as she licked at her lips self consciously. His release had been fast, even faster then her own. His whole body was in-tuned with hers, both of them knowing instinctively what the other wanted. She glanced down, noticing without surprise that she was hard again.

Angel moaned slowly, reached down and pulled her up with one hand while the other snaked around her pulsating cock, quickly guiding it towards his quivering core. Buffy closed her eyes, gritting her teeth as she tried to keep herself under control. as She slowly pushed herself inside, her sheath quivering inside his tight, warm passage. Buffy clutched at Angel's shoulders burying her face against his blonde hair as she struggle to control the feelings inside, trying to keep herself in control so she could last as long as possible. She took a deep breath as Angel took hold of her shoulders, gripping her tight and murmuring softly. He was gasping trying to hold himself still.

"Just move out slowly and push back inside," he gritted out desperately, his entire body humming.

Buffy did what he suggested, placing her hands on the bed and raising herself slightly off the small body under her before moving slowly out of Angel's pulsating entrance. She closed her eyes and paused, the weeping tip of her penis still inside and then slowly pushed back. A slow moan escaped Angel's lips as he jerked his hips desperately, he gripped her hips, digging his nails into her flesh and wrapping his thighs tightly around her hips.

All thoughts of taking it slow now firmly out the window.

"Oh, forget it," he gasped shaking. "I need you now, forget slow…I need you!" Buffy didn't even bother answering. She needed him too, her whole body was tingling with need, and even now she was struggling to hold herself back.

"This is going to be really fast," she warned. "I'm already ready."

Angel just nodded, wrapping his thighs even more tightly around her and bringing her closer. Buffy reached down gripped one of his thighs and raised his leg so she could push herself inside him further. Her movements were fast now, coming in quick pushes and she pounded inside him, her entire body quivering, her cock pulsating with pleasure as the tip continued to weep. She gritted her teeth feeling the pressure building and knew she was almost there. She groaned, moving her hand to place it between their heaving bodies and tweaked Angel's little bundle of nerves.

Angel screamed and arched his back as Buffy's fingers started rubbing vigorously at his clit, sending waves of pleasure down to his core. He gasped, dug his nails into her shoulder and pulled her down, kissing her passionately as he tilted his hips, then surged up to meet her stroke for stroke. Their bodies meeting desperately, both of them straining to find the release they craved.

Angel slowly opened his eyes, he was close, so close, Buffy's hand was doing wonders. He was shuddering, his thighs were slick and Buffy was almost slipping as she slid in and out of him. Looking up into her wide, dark eyes he could see she was close too. He knew the nails in her back wouldn't be enough. He tilted his head to the side, exposing his neck and the two shallow holes in the hollow of his throat that were still slightly pink.

He heard a small sound coming from Buffy, a soft moan that turned into a growl of pleasure. He saw her face shift, and he found himself looking into a pair of bright yellow demonic eyes, he shivered a sudden rush of apprehension as he saw a quick flash of anger in her gaze. It was gone a second later as Buffy bit her lip.

"Are you sure?" she asked softy, her eyes never leaving him despite her head moving up and down with each hard thrust of her hips.

Angel gasped, his eyes rolling back as her fingers and cock moved against him, he nodded desperately. "Yes, I'm sure," he whispered, jerking his hips desperately.

Buffy gaze flickered once and then she bent her head, licked her lips and nipped at his neck softly. Her sharp fangs scraped against his flesh, and drew a slow trickle of blood. As his sweet essence flowed into her mouth and touched her tongue she came, her whole body shuddering, her balls tightened, her cock quivered and she gasped as with one last thrust of her hips she buried herself up too the hilt and released her cool dead seed into his soft pulsating passage.

Angel screamed, arching his back and shuddering as his second orgasm came swiftly and powerfully, his whole body tingling with pleasure. He took a deep breath and relaxed, shifting his thighs and relaxing into the pillows. Buffy collapsed next to him, her entire body spent.

"Wow," she whispered, sighing softly.

Angel chuckled turned over and wrapped his arms around her waist and pulled her close. "See, that was…" He paused and smiled dreamily, ducking his head and leaning his cheek against her chest as he wrapped his arms around her waist.

Suddenly Buffy took a deep breath. "So…you ok?" she asked quietly, shifting apprehensively and glancing away. Angel paused before he looked down in embarrassment, he nodded. "Yeah," he whispered. "I'm fine." He reached up and wrapped his arms around her neck. "I'm fine, perfectly fine."

Buffy visibly relaxed. "Oh," she paused. "That's good! Really, really good!" she babbled

Angel frowned and cocked an eyebrow in amusement. Buffy paused, glanced down and bit her lips. "It's just last time, it was perfect happiness,"

Angel chuckled. "It still is," he whispered reaching up and running his hand down her arm. "But the demon is inside you, not me and I'm the one with the curse." He smiled, chuckling as he leaned forward and kissed her softly.

"Theirs nothing to worry about Buffy, I'm staying right here…"

Buffy sighed and smiled. "Oh good, Because having Angelus walking around in my body is just…way too weird." She grinned, kissing him on the lips and relaxing back into the pillows.

Angel grinned sleepily, snuggled closer to Buffy's large body, wrapping himself tightly around her and slowly closed his eyes, drifting into a peaceful, relaxing sleep.

A/N: Wooh! That was so fun, did it weird you out? I hope not! This, as you can probably tell was the first time I have done a scene like this, lol…there is not many opportunities for a smut scene like this! Lol. Anyway…I hope you all liked it, it was so much fun to write. Please please review and leave some feedback, I'm really not sure if this scene was successful or not. If you think I need to improve on it, change something…tell me! If you liked it, tell me! Lol

Next chapter is the last one.

xoxo

Lia