So... I'm not exactly sure how this story continues to inspire me, but somehow... the characters seem to have a different angle of this story in mind because this is completely different from my first view. I really liked it, but you guys will be the judges of that. I hope it's a little funny and yet hot at the same time. Sorry for the delay... try to sneak in writing in between homework, but hope you'll love it.
Those of you interested in my stories, I thought I'd let you know I'm working on a short version BA after The Girl In Question... It'll be smut, hopefully I'll have it finished soon :)
SMUT alert... please enjoy and review... and thank you for reviewing, alerting, favoreting, etc :) Love ya!
Chapter 17
Buffy had awakened early the next morning as she'd gotten the best sleep anyone could have had in a long while. To be more exact, since three weeks ago when Angel had left to return to the States. She opened her eyes to find his arms tightly wound around her as she pushed herself closer. Their bodies just couldn't be close enough for her… once she was snuggled up against him… she began to place small kisses on his neck, her hand caressing his peaceful face lovingly, as she ran her fingers through his silky like hair…
Angel groaned involuntarily… he knew that he didn't remember much from last night. He'd have a couple of whiskeys, had been dropped off at home, and he'd waited to call his beautiful wife…
Except, he wondered, last night he didn't get to call her back… he suddenly became all too aware of the body pressed against him and his instinctual need to hug whoever it was possessively. He then became conscious of the feel of kisses being placed up and down his neck while taking turns in caressing his scalp… noticing his own groan in satisfaction again…
Something clicked then… last night he'd come home alone hadn't he? His company was obviously female from the feel in his arms. He would never cheat on Buffy, he thought panicky and the moment that thought sinked in… he jumped out of the bed startled…
He fell loud on their bedroom floor while yelling, "What the!"
Buffy had been having a pleasant time demonstrating how much she'd missed him, when his arms had gone stiff around her and next thing she knew… he was jumping from the bed so fast that in the process, he tripped and fell…
The act had been so funny that she couldn't have helped laughing at his fall and shocked expression on his face…
Angel couldn't focus from the sleep disorientation, but that wonderful laugh he'd recognize anywhere. He rubbed his eyes a bit making sure he wasn't dreaming while still on the floor, and looked on to his bed…
His stunning wife laid on it laughing so loud he thought she might actually pee on herself… He settled his nerves from the freak out and then reacted…
"BUFFY?" he got off the floor, ran into bed pulling her body to him… "When did you get here…?"
Buffy was still experiencing convulsions from her laughter when he pulled back to scowl at her…
"You really scared the crap out me, you know?"
"I'm... I'm…" she giggled, "sorry…" she gave him a huge smile. When she noticed he was being serious, she stopped and looked at him, "Well who did you think it was?" she let out accusingly.
"That's exactly it…" he said honestly, "I came home alone then wake up with the feel of someone in my arms…? That fact was obviously bound to freak me out…"
Buffy's face softened, "Okay…" she gave him an innocent look, "you're right… a bit scary I guess…"
"You guess!" he said unbelievable, "come here…" he grabbed her and began kissing her neck in a ticklish manner making her laugh. God, he was so happy to have her here… in his arms… his bad mood had been amounted to being away from the tiny woman now present. He then realized something else, why was she here? What about her dance company? They wouldn't have given her an unscheduled break…
He pulled back and question, "So wait a minute, why are you here?"
She gave him a look of disapproval, "I just flew across the world to see you… and you want to talk about why I'm here…" the comment she'd made in a soft purring voice…
Angel quickly noticed her tone… making him firmer in his PJ pants. It'd been three weeks too long and he'd always been a sexual, passionate man. He gave her a seductive grin while beginning to approach her, like a hunter stalking his prey…
Buffy smirked in triumph of accomplishing what she wanted, she saw him begin to close the distance between them… Pushing her down on the bed with his presence as he settled on top of her…
"Why Mrs. O'Donnell…" he said hoarsely, "why are you here, huh?" he pressed his lips to hers not letting her speak… kissing and pecking constantly until she wound her hands around his neck to hold him in place… she tilted her head to deepen the kiss in a needy way, letting her tongue dart out to part his lips… he welcomed the feeling in a grin allowing her to explore…
"Mmmm…." She hummed, "I… missed… you… so… much…" she said pacing herself in between open mouthed kisses.
Angel took possession of her lips in deep want while whispering back, "I missed you…" he said now licking and nipping from her jaw line to her neck, hands roaming over her minimally covered flesh… "God, I've needed you so much…" he said against her skin.
"Me too…" she writhed… they were the type of lovers to never be insatiable of each other and the time apart had her bursting of need. She could already feel her body hot and pulsating… a rush of desire taking over her body… her hands quickly began to reacquaint with his hot body… running her fingers over the muscles of his sculpted chest. She reached at his waist band making him halt in anticipation as her hand eagerly slipped in to take hold of his firm member…
Angel groaned from the feel of her hand around him… she'd confidently taken him in and began pumping his shaft leisurely… it was feeling so good he wasn't sure he'd last. That's what happened when he wasn't getting any for weeks… he thought.
"Buffy…" grunted still in pleasure… his hands gently massaging and twirling the bud on her breasts, making her gasp…
"Hmmm?" she breathed…
"Buffy…" he called, grazing her skin softly… making his way down to where she needed him most, "I'm not going to be able to last…" he warned kissing her once more.
She chuckled, "Me either…" she then felt him feel at her aching folds, making her whimper as he settled comfortably between her legs. A groan escaped him at stroking her folds letting him know how wet she was for him and that broke the last of his restraint… she'd pushed his Pajama pants out of the way, and he quickly completely pulled them off… she'd pulled her silk red nighty over her head, and she cradled him in between her thighs…
His manhood nudged at the opening of her entrance as she lifted her hips in encouragement… the moment he surged in… they groaned in delicious unison as tension released… he began to thrust in and out powerfully… pants of delight filling the room… he was stroking her inner muscles over and over again as waves of anticipation rolled off of their skins…
"Angel!" she cried.
Buffy felt the coil in her lower stomach followed by the long awaited release… taking her into the yummy oblivion that made her toes curl… the tightness of her soft folds with the cry of his name on her lips… made him crash over into his liquid ecstasy… violently spilling into her from deprivation…
"God, Buffy…" he continued to plunge into her core… until the last quivers of their bodies subsided…
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Minutes later… they just laid there in each other's embrace… Angel was stroking her skin when his phone went off. He groaned in annoyance…
"Answer it love…" Buffy said.
He reached for it displeased and answered, "Angel O'Donnell…"
Anya, his secretary, began telling him of the business men from the deal wondering at what time they'd be getting together… he glanced at the time, he at least wanted the morning with his wife.
"Tell them we can do lunch at Giorgio's to keep hacking out details…" he heard her say she'd take care of it and hung up.
Buffy began to get out of bed and Angel stopped her… "Where you going?" he questioned.
"To take a bath…" she smiled, "wanna join me…?" she insinuated with her eyebrows…
"Do I…" he smirked, "go start setting it up while I see what we can do about breakfast?"
Her lips turned into a smile and she leaned over the bed to kiss him; she wrapped her robe around her and headed to the bathroom giving him one last look. Angel got up calling his mother to borrow one of their cooks and asked them to come over giving her a menu. Very inconvenient that they were both finally there, but because the house was mostly empty, they had hired not staff yet. He then called Jeffrey and asked him to pick the cook up while also letting her in, that way… he could join the love of his life in the tub now…
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About an hour and a half later of 'bathing'… Buffy and Angel descended the stairs of their 10 bedroom mansion to the smell of mouthwatering food and coffee… They sat in their way too big of a dining room table as the cook started to bring out food. On the table their already was coffee, orange juice, and fruit…
They were both sitting next to each other… Angel picked up one of his orange juice glasses, Mimosas being his favorite breakfast thing, and raised to toast. Buffy grabbed hers and put it up to his…
"To you sweet love… don't know how long you're staying, but I'm just glad to have you home…" he said as the glasses clinked.
Buffy smiled and brought the OJ to her lips when the smell of alcohol went up her nose…
"This has liquor in it…" she stated not taking a sip.
Angel had had a big gulp of his when he said, "Yeah… kind of the point of Mimosas in the morning my love, orange juice and champagne…"
"Yeah well…" Buffy smiled as Angel starting cutting through his food, this was as good of a time as any… "I'm sure the doctor will agree with me on that that's not going to be good for the baby…"
Angel froze and looked up at her, searching for a hint of a joke… Jesus! Had he heard right?
Her smile spread wider at his face of disbelieve…
"Baby?" he was finally able to get out…
"Baby…" she confirmed…
There was the sound of dinnerware falling abruptly with the movement of his chair and commotion as Angel literally pushed stuff out of his way to get to her… He pulled her up to stand so that he could hug and squeeze her of excitement… he was going to be a father, he smirked.
He was peppering her face with kisses as she giggled indecently…
"But… how? I mean, when? How far along are you? Is it a boy… a girl?" he was rambling and Buffy couldn't get a word in.
"Oh God…" he realized, "did they kick you out? The dance company… I mean…"
"Angel… darling…" Buffy soothed still enjoying his ramble, "All I know is that I am… in fact pregnant. Haven't seen an actual doctor yet, but that explained why I'd been sick…"
"Well of course you would be…" he stopped abruptly, "wait sick…?"
Buffy's eyes widen at her slip up, she hadn't told him of being ill because she knew he'd worry and this business deal he was working on was important…
"Buffy?" he frowned…
"Okay…" she said, "yes… I hadn't been feeling well, may had fainted a couple of times…"
"FAINTED!"
"Yes, but it was no big deal… I was just, well am pregnant…" she smiled hoping he'd let it go.
"I knew something was off…" he shook his head, "why wouldn't you tell me…?"
She shrugged, "you had enough to worry about…"
"You're what I worry about…" he slightly glared.
She pouted… "I promise to not keep stuff from you again…" she sing-songed, "and I will take my punishment as given…" she winked at him.
Angel crossed his hands, "You really think you're going to get off that easy, don't you…?"
"Aha…" she smiled affirming…
He raised an eyebrow, "Well for starters, Mrs. O'Donnell… I'm going to be stalking you by phone at all hours of the day…"
She nodded in agreement rolling her eyes…
"I want to be there at all your doctor's appointments, you will follow all your recommendations, I will have to speak to the doctor personally, and I'm hiring you a personal assistant…" he said, "and lastly… I expect plenty of kissing sessions and my wife's undivided attention till I feel better of her lying to me…"
"I didn't lie…" she argued, but he made a face at her, "okay… agreed…" she kissed him, "agreed," she kissed him again, "agreeeeed…" and she gave him a world turning kiss…
"Mmmm…" he hummed, "I think I'm starting to feel better…"
"Good…" she grinned… "Because it's a no to the assistant…"
"Buffy…" he warned…
"Angel…" she mocked him…
He sighed, "Issue for a later time…" he concluded; "I'm going to have to get ready for work soon…"
"Okay…" she voiced truce on the subject for now.
In the meantime… they continued their breakfast discussing what had happened with the dance company. How she'd been replaced, how her blood work came back, and how they told her she'd had to leave but they'd compensate her for the performances completed.
They soon very much excitedly began talking about the baby, and though they both knew she was pregnant… Angel had texted Cordelia to schedule an appointment with the family obstetrician to confirm said pregnancy and began making plans for their child…
Buffy could tell Angel was more than excited… he'd already planned out how he wanted to have everyone over for dinner to reveal the news to all that they were expecting… he just couldn't wait…