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[his_firecracker]

Slappin' the glass ontop of the counter, the nervous tender went to pour me another, but I shook my hand in dismissal. Noticin' the gash across my knuckles. Deep no doubt, and a wound tha' might need some stitches. Sweet! It'd been a long time to do this much damage to some good ol' fashion normal vamps and demons. Not those uber vamps back in

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[his_firecracker]

The whole Slayer healing thing was kickin' into effect. Still, though, ow! Tha' ointment stung like a mother fucker. "Ow, and huh? No. I didn't clean it. I jus' let the water kin'a wash the dirt and shit away. Water is clean, so it washin' the dirt away washed it, right?" I took care of myself for how many years, yet I wasn't entirely sure?

Only reason why I wasn't sure, was what if I was finally proven wrong?

Gritting my teeth and suckin' in a sharp hiss of air, I shrugged my shoulders at his question as to why I would pick a bar fight. "Didn't exactly go in there and ask to have my ass handed to me, Angel." Which was true, "I sorta came up on it. Was one of those things tha' fate slaps you with f'shits and giggles." Too bad there were more giggles for the demons until I got the upperhand and killed those bastards harder than dead. "Plus, c'mon! I got a rep to uphold. I can't go savin' every damsel or guy in distress. Makes for a no fun kin'a Faith. So, I keep things lively. Like I said Big Guy, should'a been there with. Was wicked aweso---ow!" Biting my lower lip, I felt the bandage go over the wound. It wasn't this big pain that I wouldn't get over, it just momentarily stung, again. So, like some baby, I winced. "How ya holdin' up with nearly two dozen Slayerettes runnin' round with out of control hormones and a ton of hair spray?"

[noangelofyours]

'Ow, and huh? No. I didn't clean it. I jus' let the water kin'a wash the dirt and shit away. Water is clean, so it washin' the dirt away washed it, right?', I shook my head with a grin.

"That's why is burns, cause you didn't actually disinfect it."

She hissed again.

"You okay right?", she nodded.

'How ya holdin' up with nearly two dozen Slayerettes runnin' round with out of control hormones and a ton of hair spray?'

"I just stay in my room, it's quieter there.", realizing I was still holding her hand yet I didn't move. I shrugged." But I've barely talked to Buffy."

[his_firecracker]

I nodded at his question, "Five by five, Big Guy," and I beamed. I was gonna be fine. The pain was gone now. Replaced by a dull throbbing sensation that I remember feelin' as a kid. Kin'a funny how somethings change and others don't, huh?

I didn't bother lookin' down. I knew his hand still held mine even if he didn't need to hold it anymore, I kin'a needed him to. "I hear ya. Rooms are a good thing once in a while to keep your sanity intact, 'eh?" Flashing him a devious smirk, it all but dropped at the mention of B. "Well, you know her. She's busy as a beaver nower nights. Kin'a hard to talk to her with all the shit she's dealin' with now. I know she's back in the hotel, which I'm sure you do, too." We both had a connection to Buffy, yet we didn't exactly have one like it towards one another. Weird how certain things were and others not. "You should go and talk to her, I guess. I mean, if Spike ain't all up in hoggin' her time." I didn't want Angel to get mad. Not by a long shot. It jus' so happened to be the truth. They had had a thing lastly with one another. So, of course they probably wanted to tread old ground. I jus' didn't want him to go and I actually clung to his hand some.

[noangelofyours]

I felt her hand tighten in mine.

"You're right, Spike prolly is with her. She doesn't need me.", I looked down at her hands and sighed."It's funny how some things change. I would have never seen those two together.". I knew I'd always love Buffy and vice versa but we weren't that same Sunnydale couple anymore. I shrugged."It pisses me off in a way; knowing they had/have a thing but somewhere along the line I got over her...at least as barely as possible."

[his_firecracker]

He didn't go to run after B, like I'd've thought once before. Instead, he stood his ground here; with me. Somethin' he did back then, too. How he defended me against B, when I didn't expect him to. When I didn't want him to. 'Cos then I'd be right in the smack middle of them all over. Somethin' I learned to stay away from.

As he mentioned Spike being with Buffy and how they had a thing, I felt sad for Angel. He deserved happiness more than Spike did. As far as I was concerned. He did good for no real benefit but doing it. Sure, Spike did good, but at first he was forced to. Tha' chip made him play nice with all the other lap doggies B has. And Angel ain't one of them. No fuckin' way. He had enough strength and courage to do wha' was best for the sometimes self-righteous blonde girl.

Squeezin' his hand tighter, "I know. I mean, I know tha' them havin' had or havin' somethin' is a real piss in pea soup, or somethin', but cheah. I know Big Buy, I know. But lookit this way, kay? He so followed your lead. He got a soul to be like you. He chases after your once girl. I'd say someone has a kinky lil' thing for his grandsire," wriggling my brows I had to tease him. Even if most of it was true. "I can't blame him though, for admirin' you. I do too, you know." Suddenly the thought hit me, "I don't have some kinky thing for you, nor do I wanna go and start brooding and spiking my hair up with a ton of gel..." Cracking a smile I winked.

[noangelofyours]

'I know. I mean, I know tha' them havin' had or havin' somethin' is a real piss in pea soup, or somethin', but cheah. I know Big Buy, I know. But lookit this way, kay? He so followed your lead. He got a soul to be like you. He chases after your once girl. I'd say someone has a kinky lil' thing for his grandsire'

"That subject is just too gross to deal with.", I said with a disgusted face.

'I can't blame him though, for admirin' you. I do too, you kno. I don't have some kinky thing for you, nor do I wanna go and start brooding and spiking my hair up with a ton of gel...'

"Very funny, I don't use a ton of gel. Besides Cordy gets on me when I cut my hair short. I wish you people would make up your minds.", I grinned."As for the kinky thing for me, you know you got it bad. I mean come on, just think about when you kissed me back in Sunnydale.", I smiled."I bet if I was to snatch off my shirt you'd start drooling."

[his_firecracker]

"That subject is just too gross to deal with." "Oh man! You two so had a thing way back when you were all evil and infamous, like! I know it!" I teased and for the first time in a long while, I laughed. The sound laughter was like coming from me was almost foreign. I didn't recognize it at first. Not until I felt my face might split open from my wide grin. One that didn't fade at all.

Angel was definitely upping the mood from all serious to humorous, "Dude, you jus' said Cordy gets on you when you cut your hair short. Do you know the imagery tha' brings to a persons mind?" Now, I was the one making the disgusted face, "And p-ah-lease, Angel. You so kissed me back in Sunnydale. Not vice versa and oh, really?" Slippin' my hand from his, I rested them at my sides, "G'head you sexy immortal. Take tha' shirt off and make me drool." Wha' the Hell was I sayin'? He really would make me drool. I jus' thought I had more self-control than most.

[noangelofyours]

"First of all Spike and I had no thing. Second, you wanted me to kiss you anyways. And third...", I stood and pulled my shirt over my head."You're free to drool.".

I had been working out so I knew my body was in one of the best conditions ever.

[his_firecracker]

"First off..." I mirrored, "...you wouldn't tell me if you did, Mister-Lives-In-Denial-Land. Second, I did..." Okay, tha' was me admittin' somethin' I maybe shouldn't, but fuck it! "And third..."

Now I was staring with my mouth hanging open at him. Eyes a little wider than usual, "...and third, tha's not fair!" His abs were hard. His stomach, so smooth and his chest...guh! I was so droolin' and wet. The latter in a place that didn't exactly refer as comin'...ahem, from my mouth.

"I bet if I took my towel off and made things somewha' fair, you'd be jus' as equally droolin' over my physique as I am doin' 'bout yours." Could someone please get me a tub of ice cream and some handcuffs, 'cos wow, yum much?

[noangelofyours]

'First off...you wouldn't tell me if you did, Mister-Lives-In-Denial-Land. Second, I did...And third..'

The sight of my body stopped her words. Her mouth hung open, her eyes were wide.

'..and third, tha's not fair.', her arousal assalted my nose causing me to lick my lips.'I bet if I took my towel off and made things somewha' fair, you'd be jus' as equally droolin' over my physique as I am doin' 'bout yours.'

"Drop it.", I wanted to see what I had been wondering about since that night in Sunnydale.

[his_firecracker]

He licked his lips. Almost hungrily. Wha' the hell was tha' on account of? The thought of the way our lips touched when I pressed up against him back in Sunnydale, or when our bodies grinded into each others? I knew he had liked it. Let's jus' say I was probbed with the idea he did.

And then, just wha' I didn't expect, "Drop it." He was takin' me up on my offer and suddenly I wondered if I should? I wasn't ashamed of my body to anyone before. Still wasn't...well, okay, I was, a little. I was ripped and shit, but I had scars on me tha' Salyer healin' would never heal. I heard an oldwives tale once. Scars never faded unless you let them. If someone gave you a scar, you couldn't heal from it unless you forgave the person for given it to you.

I had some aplenty. My mom loved to lash them out on me. But, those were minor. I had a nice shiny one across the lower part of my tummy. One tha' the precious golden girl gave me.

Throwin' my legs off the side of the bed, I stood up and let the towel drop from me. Falling to the floor and letting pale skin glisten in the dimly lit room. My hands held behind my back to give him a good enough view of pierced nipples, and a clean of all hair frontal view. Firm thighs and strong legs. Not at all out of physical shape given the line of work I'm in.

[noangelofyours]

She threw her legs off the side of the bed, standing, and dropping the towel. I let out an uneeded breath at the sight of her creamy and slightly blemished skin. The one that caught my attention was across the lower part of her stomach. She held her hands behind her back, showing off her glory, pierced nipples and all.

I crossed the space between us, looking down at her.
"Damn, you're more gorgeous than I thought.", I reached out to touch her skin but pulled back my hand before I made contact. I wanted to play by her rules, let her lead things.

[his_firecracker]

"Damn, you're more gorgeous than I thought." Tha' was a compliment, right?

Cheah, it was. The awe in his eyes left me speechless for the time being. He was closing the distance between us. His steps powerful and altogether graceful. He moved like a lion stalking his prey. Well, this dance would definitely be sweet. I'd stalk him back jus' as he was doing to me.

"And you're everything I always dreamt you were." Softly I whispered, biting my tongue at the end when he didn't make contact with my skin. I wanted to feel his hand brush my hot flesh. Feel the cool of his digits trace any kind of pattern along my skin. I wanted to do the same to him. Wanted to tease my tongue along his pulsepoint. Let him know how it felt again to have someone tug on the main artery of his neck.

Stepping closer to Angel, I laid my hands flat against his chest. Working their way down in kneading his skin. "I guess the title Big Guy..." Looking down I grinned, "...fits after all." Now it was my turn to tease him. My fingers dropped lower until they reached the planes of his waist, trailing along the front curve around to his hips.

[noangelofyours]

She stepped closer, laying her hand flat against my chest. It had been too long since someone had touched me. Her hands worked lower kneading my skin.

'I guess the title Big Guy...', she looked down'...fits after all.', her fingers dropped lower trailing my hips. Reaching up I took one of her breasts into my hand. Watching her face I ran my thumb over the ring that was in her nipple.