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... )

person: angelbuffy, 3rd-person pov, role-play, verse: i love n.y., who: angel & buffy

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angelbuffy November 27 2009, 00:11:58 UTC
“I wasn’t really hungry, then.” She said equally quiet. It was like an argument with no meaning, placing facts that had hidden meanings, maybe. It was complicated, and half of it was her fault, the other half was his. Bad timing, stupid insecurities on both of their sides. She tried to save the moment, but there was nothing she really wanted to say at the moment. She really wanted her food. Maybe that’s why she was being the way that she was. Whatever that way was, she didn’t even know. What were they even fighting about again? Oh, yeah, it wasn’t fighting..it was just. Nonsense, that’s what it was ( ... )

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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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angelusliam November 30 2009, 03:26:14 UTC
"We should be getting clean," he murmured; he didn't stop his ministrations, though. He reached up to cup her breast, lightly rubbing his thumb along the underside, while his other hand slid ever lower. He skirted around the sensitive bundle of nerves at the top her sex, massaging all around the juncture of her thighs.

He started trailing sucking and biting kisses along her neck. He couldn't get enough of her, the taste and smell of her was intoxicating.

"You're so beautiful," he whispered, finally slipping a finger inside her at the same moment he pressed his thumb against her clit.

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angelbuffy November 30 2009, 04:15:52 UTC
"We are getting cl--," Those were all the words that she could get out. He could have touched her anywhere, and she might have had the same reaction, but the second she felt his finger inside her and his thumb...she couldn't speak. It was taking her enough concentration to keep standing up.

She moved her hands from the back of his neck to bracing herself on either side of the shower, careful enough not to push with her slayer strength completely through the walls. She had a feeling though, that she wouldn't really be caring about the current condition of the bathroom in a few seconds.

More than two hundred years of experience must do that to you.

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angelusliam November 30 2009, 04:44:18 UTC
Angel kept his movements slow and leisurely, enjoying Buffy's pleasure. He stroked her chest, from throat to torso, just letting his hand roam over her body, caressing and learning her curves all over again.

After a few minutes, he added a second finger, curling them inside her until he got the reaction he was looking for.

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angelbuffy November 30 2009, 06:09:26 UTC
She lost it, again. He was being so sensual, and she was just helpless to his touch. He always had that effect on her though, even before they were even sexually active, all those years ago. She could never get enough of him. She had clamped her hands into fists at this time, her heart beating at an erratic pace. She was gasping, and mouthing inaudible words.

When finally she released again, she honestly couldn't think things could get much better, she literally wanted to collapse in the shower and take a nice long needed nap. She wanted to say 'I love you' again and again to him, because that was just how she felt. Her heart was exploding for him...She just couldn't figure out how in the hell she got so lucky.

After she had caught her breath, she grabbed the soap, and ran it down her body before turning to him and doing the same.

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