Timeline: Season 2

Plot: Angelus was never cursed, Buffy fell in love with him instead with Angel.

Rating: M! M! Mmmm!

The Slayer was peacefully asleep, her eyes tightly closed, breathing softly. It had been a long day starting with school, followed by training and ending with some rough slaying.

Buffy was dying to get a good night sleep, and wasn't expecting any company. At least she thought she didn't.

A sudden breeze made her wince in her sleep, but she remained silent and wasn't waken by the dark stranger in her room. Well...maybe he wasn't a real stranger.

Angelus looked down upon his lovely mate and thought of all the wonderfully naughty things he could do to her.

Her sun kissed skin looked so inviting, and her golden locks were draped beautifully around her face. She looked like an angel. She was the light and he was the darkness.

He lay down next to her on the bed, without even caring to undress. He scooped up behind her, stroking her shoulder gently. He noticed she was wearing a flimsy top and light pajama pants.

His lips brushed up against her shoulder and he heard her moaning softly. "Angelus?" she asked, her eyes still closed.

He kissed her shoulder in response, his hand pulling the blanket down, revealing more of her to his hungry gaze. Buffy turned around, still sleep drunk and turned back, groaning in annoyance. "Not tonight, I'm tired. And take of your damn shoes, mom is not going to be happy if she finds dirt in my bed."

"I imagine your mother would not be happy if she found out what her daughter does in bed, either."

His hand sneaked under her top, caressing her flat belly with his thumb. She slapped his hand away. "That's right, so get your ass back out of my window and let me sleep."

"Oh, don't be like that, Buff. I just wanted to see my little Slayer Slut."

He replaced his hand and pressed her possessively against him, her ass meeting his growing hardness.

"Don't call me that!" she hissed.

Her chest was already heaving when his fingers stroke over her ribs, touching the underside of her breasts.

"Did Willow do the spell I asked for?"

"Yes, my room is completely sound proof."

"Good," he purred.

His large hand cupped her perfectly small breast and kneaded it, making her whimper. "Have you told Willow what we've been doing?"

She nodded.

"Cordelia too I suppose?"

Buffy pouted in disappointment when he removed his hand and placed it at her mouth. His index finger pressed against her lips and she willingly spread them to take it in.

She sucked on his finger, her tongue circling around the digit as she heard him groan low in the back of his throat. He pulled back and replaced his hand under her top. His finger was now coated in her saliva and her nipples instantly hardened when he touched them.

"Have you told your friends how you get on your knees, and suck me like an eager little schoolgirl?"

Buffy yelped when he pinched her nipple sharply.

"Or, how you spread your gorgeous legs for me and beg me to eat you out?"

He rolled the pink nub between his fingers making Buffy grind her hips into his pelvis. He responded with a growl. She turned her head up, her mouth an open invitation as he slammed his lips against hers.

His cool tongue invaded her quick and ravishing and she whimpered helplessly against him. Her hand came up to clutch at his soft hair as he swiftly took her breath away.

Buffy gasped in surprise when his hand left her breast once again and disappeared into her pajama pants. She was already soaking when he cupped her covered sex.

He couldn't suppress a groan of pure relish as his fingers played with the wet garment. "Excited, aren't you, lover?"

She looked up at him with half lidded eyes before he suddenly pulled her pants and panties down in one swift movement. Buffy kicked them of using her feet, until they fell in a heap on her bedroom floor.

"Fuck, I want to taste you."

Buffy turned and swung her leg over him, sitting down on top of him, she put her hands on her hips defensively. "Didn't I tell you to take your shoes off?"

Angelus growled and grabbed her hips quickly, the sound of his hands landing hard on her naked flesh seemed loud in the quiet room. He pulled her easily up, slamming her small body into the headboard and wall.

"When I say I want something..."

Buffy looked down to find herself in a rather embarrassing position; her thighs were resting on his broad shoulders her womanhood just inches above his face.

"...I mean immediately."

This wasn't a big surprise. She had always known he had dominance issues.

The little blonde Slayer whined when he pressed his lips against her wetness, his tongue coming out to lick at her. She jumped and tried to get away from the coolness of his experienced mouth but he held her quickly, his fingers digging into her ass.

He pressed her more firmly against his mouth, his tongue trailing a wet line from her backside to her clit. Buffy gripped the headboard tightly, her knuckles turning white as she held on for dear life.

Unconsciously, she pressed more of herself against his face, his nose brushing against her heated flesh. She dared to look down, her eyes almost closed in contrast with his. His normally brown eyes had a hint of gold as he watched her bite her rosy lip.

He brought one of his hands under her and Buffy gasped when his index finger circled her opening. Angelus smirked against her when he heard her pant, he knew exactly what she wanted but he felt in the mood to tease.

"What is it, darling? What is it you want?"

He flicked his tongue against her swollen clit, making her hips buck against his face.

"Please, Angelus..."

He teased her some more by pushing just the tip of his long finger slightly inside her, never giving her the release she longed for. She clenched her muscles, trying to take him in deeper but he would pull back before she had the chance to do it.

"Don't. Be. Such a. Dick." Buffy hissed at him and he responded by impaling her on his finger, quickly followed by another one.

She shrieked when he started pumping them in and out of her, his mouth enveloping her clit as he sucked and lapped at the tiny nub.

Buffy cried out his name as her tiny body shook with the power of her orgasm. Panting heavily, she slowly came back to her senses.

"That was so good," she purred and crawled back down onto his lap.

"I know, Buff. You're so easy to please, either that or I'm just that good." He smirked, his tongue coming out to lick the remains of her juices off his lips.

She blushed and narrowed her eyes at him. "Oh, really?"

Her delicate fingers opened his long, soft coat and fumbled with the buttons of his blood red shirt.

She leaned down and kissed his jaw, placing open mouthed kisses down to his neck. Her lower body was grinding up against him, her naked sex brushing over his leather covered cock, exciting them both even more.

Her nails were digging into his muscular chest, leaving tiny marks behind.

Finding his dead artery, she bit down with her blunt human teeth, imitating the suction of a vampire's bite.

To her delight he pushed his hips up against her and growled, grabbing her head and pressing it deeper into his neck.

She couldn't hold back a happy chuckle and he instantly pulled her head back. He would never admit to her that she could almost make him come just by biting him like that.

"You think you know me so well?" He pushed her off of him and jumped up from the bed.

He dropped his coat onto the floor and started removing his shirt. "Undress."

Buffy blinked a few times before looking down upon the top that covered her breasts and did as he said. She instantly covered her exposed chest with her arms and Angelus was pleased to find her still shy and innocent, even after the countless encounters they've already had.

"Get on your hands and knees," he growled as he unbuckled his pants.

To her own surprise Buffy once again didn't hesitate to do as he said. She knew he wanted to punish her for thinking she could outsmart him and she knew he wasn't going to be gentle with her.

She also didn't care.

Buffy unconsciously licked her lips when he dropped his pants to the floor, revealing his hard, thick manhood. She imagined that in seconds his gorgeous body would be surrounding her, shoving his cock over and over again into her tight passage until her throat was raw from screaming.

"You are so fucking wet, lover."

His voice was so low and arousing at this point, Buffy couldn't help herself but whimper in response.

She felt his cold body behind her, his hands holding her thighs as his shaft glided between her inner lips and she closed her eyes tightly in excitement.

Angelus softly groaned as her warm wetness coated his cock, the head brushed her swollen clit and a husky sound erupted from her throat, making his strokes only more forceful.

"I need...to feel you," she moaned in agony. "Inside me, please."

"Look at that Buff," he grabbed her hair and pulled her head up, her barely opened eyes catching sight of the image in the mirror on her nightstand.

The mirror showed just the right angle, and she could see herself getting fucked. She knew Angelus didn't like the fact that he couldn't see himself into the mirror, but the thrill of seeing only her own reactions to him were not too bad either.

Her lips parted in a breathless cry when he entered her, stretching her inner walls, filling her to the hilt. Buffy couldn't get her eyes of the reflection in the mirror, as he instantly pulled out of her and violently shoved himself back into her.

They could see her perky breasts bounce with the ferocity of his thrusts. Her arms and legs were shaking and her tiny fingers dug themselves into the sheets.

Still overly stimulated from her previous orgasm, Buffy could feel the tightening in her belly quickly return. She screamed his name over and over again, her wet cheat exploding around him, coming all over his cock.

He slowed down a little as she tried to catch her breath, suddenly realizing that he was still hard and pulsing inside of her. "Why didn't you -?"

All of a sudden he gathered her hair into his hand and pressed her head into the mattress , pulling almost entirely out of her before shoving violently back in.

Buffy shrieked at the brutal assault, her body not even fully recovered inadvertently accepting his intrusion. She tried to push herself up on her hands but he held her down easily, stretching her so far apart that she thought he would be tearing her.

"Angelus, stop! I can't take any more..." tears appeared in the corners of her eyes and she attempted to blink them away.

She was tired and more than sated, but even through all that she couldn't fight back the powerful lust and pleasure he was giving her. His hand landed on her ass and a sharp pain ran through her, sparking the fire inside her.

"You're hurting me..." a tear ran over her cheek when he slapped her again, yanking at her hair.

She was going to come. She was going to come so fucking hard that she would most certainly die.

With that thought she clenched her vaginal muscles as tightly as she could, drawing him deeper inside her.

"Fuck, Slayer!"

With a loud groan he leaned over her and sank his fangs into the crook between her neck and shoulder, greedily swallowing mouthfuls of blood.

Buffy screamed into the her pillow, the pain and pleasure feeling so good that waves of ecstasy ran over her. His cold seed coated her inner walls, cooling down the smoldering heat.

He licked the fresh wound on her neck one last time before removing his mouth, pulling himself out of her.

Buffy rolled slowly over, her eyes widening slightly as he hovered above her, his lips stained with her blood. Then she brought her head up and placed a gentle kiss on his lips.

He returned the kiss, pushing his tongue into her mouth letting her taste her own blood.

"I feel so cold and empty when you're not inside me," she whispered between kisses.

"I know, baby."

When he lay down beside her she instantly leaned on his chest, pulling the covers over them both. Angelus had the urge to push her away, to get dressed and go out to get a snack. But for some reason he didn't, for some reason he draped his arm around her.

She nuzzled his chest and immediately fell asleep, sated and tired. He watched her sleep for a while before allowing himself to rest as well. She was his for all eternity.

Can this get any worse? I don't think so... XD