Demon Hunting and First Dates. With angelbuffy

Nov 22, 2009 16:38

((Follows this post.Angel didn't get much sleep that day. The curtains that had been brought up were perfect, heavy velvet that let in no light at all, and he felt perfectly comfortable walking around the room during the day ( Read more... )

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angelbuffy November 23 2009, 05:36:48 UTC
“Always with the chivalry, Angel. You’re really good at it.” She took his arm, and almost giggled like a little girl. She held it in, though. They really did need to check out the vampire nest. She had grabbed the piece of paper, and put it in her pocket. She didn’t know if she should grab weapons or not, so she had a stake in the band of her jeans, just in case. She had a feeling that whatever this place was that Giles was sending her would either bring up a whole bunch of questions or a dead end ( ... )

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angelbuffy November 27 2009, 07:10:36 UTC
She had taken all of him in her mouth, and moved along with her tongue. Suckling, nibbling the tip. Angel could hardly get the words out that he couldn’t last any longer. She couldn’t have that. She reluctantly pulled her mouth away, longing to taste him even more.

She straddled him, virtually naked aside from the panties that still clung to her hot body. Angel took care of that, as Buffy’s dominant side moved to submission. He ripped them off, and rolled her over. All she could do was smile and let him do his will on her. He went to work, but she inched herself against his erection, begging for him to enter her, wet and waiting for something to happen. She needed him inside her more than she needed anything else at the moment.

Besides, of course her lips on his. She needed them to be touching. When he finally did enter her, she moaned in delight, meeting him with every thrust, burying her head into his neck.

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angelusliam November 27 2009, 07:57:42 UTC
God! How could he have forgotten this? He thought he remembered, but if he'd really remembered, he wouldn't have made it through the day, trying to sleep on the couch. He couldn't hold back his groan as he was finally sheathed all the way inside her ( ... )

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angelbuffy November 27 2009, 08:47:18 UTC
She lay there, with him in nothing but complete ecstasy. She really couldn't move, but she seriously wanted more. She could have done that for days. She was aching for more sex.

After amazing sex.

She laughed at his comment, while she was drawing shapes on his perfectly toned chest. "Don't really care about the movie." Was all that came out of her mouth. Last memory of that was the worst memory of her life, and this memory was probably the best.

They had just made love on the hotel floor, and there was no Angelus. It was just them, the way it should have been all those years ago.

She snuggled into him. "Well, you don't have to sleep on the couch anymore."

Meaning, not unless she was there, too.

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angelusliam November 27 2009, 09:14:02 UTC
Angel glanced at the top of her head when she laughed at his words. His eyes trailed down the line of her nude body, and he pulled her tighter against him. He smiled when she pointed out he wouldn't have to sleep on the couch anymore.

"I wasn't planning on sleeping much in the bed, either," he teased, his hand straying down from her waist, over her hip to cup her bottom. This was what he'd always wanted: to be able to lie with Buffy, completely naturally, without having to worry about going too far or what they were or weren't allowed to do or say with each other. He regretted that it had taken them so long to get to this point, but he knew some things had been necessary to get here.

Buffy shifted her legs restlessly against him, and Angel realized she wanted more.

He could take care of that.

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angelbuffy November 27 2009, 16:30:39 UTC
Of course, when Angel started kissing her again, she needed to keep going. She wasn't tired, not for a long shot. Pretty sure that she'd never get tired of it. Of.. this life.

They had taken it slow enough, and she was now kicking herself because of how slow they were actually going. Feeling that good should never have to wait. It was just a simple fact.

She moved on top of him this time, positioning herself over him, just enough so he could get a full view of her body, he took it all in, alright. She gave him a come hither smile, straddling him. She could feel his erection between her legs when she turned around into a reverse cowgirl position. She put her hands on his thighs bracing herself as she mounted him again. Round two was all Buffy.

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angelusliam November 28 2009, 14:08:46 UTC
The look Buffy gave him as she straddled his waist could only be termed 'naughty.' She turned to face away from him, then painstakingly slowly lowered herself onto his cock. She stayed there for only a moment, before she began moving over him. Angel held her hips, but he let her set the pace.

As enjoyable as having Buffy ride him was, Angel wasn't used to not being an active participant. He sat up partially, careful not to displace her or disrupt her rhythm. He trailed kisses along her shoulders and over her neck. One hand he slipped around to knead her breast, while the other he moved over her hip and down to her sex where they were connected.

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angelbuffy November 29 2009, 01:13:49 UTC
Everything that Angel was doing to her just felt so good, and she couldn't help but moan in happiness. It was just perfect, everything.

Best sex she's ever had? That one would definitely go to Angel. It was because he was caring, and there was just so much there, more emotional connection than she's ever had with anyone. The way he was holding her was even enough to make her explode with passion. That was what she was about to do anyway.

Her hands were wrapped around his legs, and her head was trying to nuzzle into his kisses. This man was everything she had ever wanted, ever really needed. She could feel it coming on again, so she sped up just enough before she felt herself release, again, even stronger than before, if that was even possible.

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angelusliam November 29 2009, 02:02:31 UTC
He felt Buffy tense and tighten around him, and Angel pressed his lips against her throat, trying to hold off his own release. He may be a vampire, with all the strength and stamina that implied, but even he needed some recovery after two orgasms. He wanted to make this as pleasurable as possible for Buffy. And somewhere, in the back of his mind, he still thought this was too good to last, that this was all they'd have.

Angel lifted her away from him, moaning at the loss of her heat. He thought about taking her to the bedroom, but decided it was just too far, so he settled for laying her on the couch on her back. He kissed her, long and deep, while his hands spread her legs open, one draped along the back of the couch, the other hanging over the side.

He entered her again in one long, slow thrust. He pulled almost all the way out before thrusting back in, hard and fast, setting a rhythm. He didn't know how long he could last, but he was going to make the most of it.

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angelbuffy November 29 2009, 03:51:55 UTC
It was like she kept going on and on, and things couldn't get any better until he did another mind blowing exotic thing to her. She couldn't take her eyes off of him, and it seemed like the ecstasy was going to go on forever.

She was okay with that. More than okay, she was orgasming over it.

She had to keep arching to him, with every movement.

Her arms were around him, as she pulled him down so she could bite his neck, and kiss him. She longed to kiss him, hold him, massage him, and move with him.

Through her short breaths, and her groans, she managed to kiss his ear, and nibble on it before she whispered, "I love you, Angel."

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angelusliam November 29 2009, 05:11:39 UTC
Buffy bit his neck, and Angel almost came undone. He kissed her, like he was trying to breathe her in, he needed her to survive. There was nothing better than this, except the thought that it didn't have to end.

Buffy bit his ear, and whispered, "I love you, Angel."

Angel gasped, and his control shattered. "Buffy-- I love you." He made sure Buffy reached one final climax before following after her.

He was too tired, or perhaps just too content, to move afterwards, so he settled on top of Buffy. If she wanted him off, he knew she was more than capable of pushing him off.

He kissed her neck and settled his head against her collarbone. "That was fun," he murmured. "We should do that again, sometime." He shifted a little. "Just, maybe not for a few minutes."

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angelbuffy November 29 2009, 06:47:36 UTC
She laughed when he collapsed on top of her. If they were on the bed, she wouldn't have cared, but they were on the couch, the comfy couch, but not comfy enough couch.

She started to sit up, being careful with him, and set him next to her with little effort. She gave him a lasting kiss on the cheek, and then got up, completely naked and grabbed her clothes with the biggest smile on her face. The television was blue, and the coffee table was tipped over.

She half started to cover herself with her clothes, in a desperate need for a shower. She just didn't want to leave him, he was just so perfect and happy watching her. She dind't mind one bit.

She sat down next to him, still half covered by her clothes. "That was way fun. I'm surprised we lasted this long without doing it."

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angelusliam November 29 2009, 07:05:12 UTC
Angel just lay on the couch, completely languid as Buffy got up and began to gather her clothes. He was comfortable in his nudity, and more than comfortable with hers.

She sat down beside his waist, holding her clothes but not making a real effort to cover up with them. Angel gave a lazy grin at her mention of how long they'd withheld temptation. "It was not an easy thing," he admitted. "Personally, I think the only way I managed was years of practice." He grabbed her hand and pulled her down until they were almost nose-to-nose. "No thanks to you," he teased, "being all tempting and adorable and sexy around me."

He kissed her nose. "Come on," he said, forcing himself to get up off the couch and drawing her with him. "Let's get cleaned up."

He hated to inject reality into their night, but... "Then, you should probably call Giles, tell him about the bust at the address he gave you."

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angelbuffy November 30 2009, 00:41:41 UTC
She laughed at his comment. "Hey, you're weren't exactly the chastity belt, either Angel. You know my level of patience for the dark and broody kind. You excel at it."

She followed willingly. She really did need a shower, and a comfy robe. That's what she wanted on. Or maybe she'd steal his shirt. Forever. Oh big bathroom, she couldn't wait for it. When they got there, she went right in and turned the water on. After the shower, maybe a bath, then another shower after that. It just really sounded like a good idea.

"What?" Oh, right reality. "Can't it wait till tomorrow?" She laughed as she walked in the shower.

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angelusliam November 30 2009, 01:38:21 UTC
"Hey," Angel responded, "I think I did pretty good not being broody... it's hard to change years of habit."

He shut the bathroom door and leaned against it as Buffy started the shower, testing the water temp. He had the fleeting thought that taking a shower together might not be the best idea, but quickly dismissed it. At least when (and he knew it would be when, not if) they got dirty, they'd already be in the shower.

Hearing her laugh, he almost said 'Yeah, let's forget it.' But he didn't like leaving loose threads, questions unanswered. Finally, he said, "It's not pressing, but he should be told pretty soon. He might call otherwise, to see how it went himself." Angel could just imagine the awkwardness that might cause, depending on what they were doing when he called.

He pushed away from the door and followed her into the shower, wrapping his arms around her from behind. "Later," he murmured huskily into her ear, nuzzling her hair aside before nibbling on her ear. He lazily kneaded her stomach, slowly inching his hands lower.

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angelbuffy November 30 2009, 02:21:38 UTC
"Yeah, but you're still dark. Which somehow is still a weakness of mine." She was in the shower with him, and he said something, but all she could get out was "Mmmmm," Just lazily agreeing with whatever he said. When he touched her like that she could pretty much agree to anything he wanted.

She could feel the hot water on her, and him, just being there, and his hands touching her. She leaned her head back and let him do whatever he wanted. She brought one hand to his neck to massage the back of it.

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