Chapter Seven
How I Love the Mornings
He didn’t know what he was doing here and had no clue what he was going to do. The events of last night had left him feeling slightly on edge. His body was tense with lust and longing and his mind was baffled with the realization that it had been his bite.
He knew it wasn’t magic, he wasn’t stupid or naïve. He just didn’t want to believe it. Why, well because this changed things. His life was suddenly turned upside down. He didn’t know if he was coming or going anymore. Everything that he had once thought to be true was changing.
Could it be that there was some truth to the prophecy? Funny how only a day ago he would’ve laughed at his thoughts, now all he could think about was taking Buffy back to the mansion, chaining her up and taking her over and over again until she conceived.
Conceived? Holy shit did he just think that? Yes I did! He smiled a child…a child that was mine, it was weird to even think about it, but the more he did, the more he liked it. His chest swelled up with pride at the thought of impregnating her. He could see her belly swollen with his child. His child, their child, he smiled he liked the sound of that.
So he left early and used the tunnels to get to her house. He sneaked upstairs without Willow seeing him. Hearing the shower running he smiled and sprinted down the hall and slowly and as quietly as possible opened the bathroom door.
It was foggy in the bathroom and he could barely make out the figure behind the shower curtain but he could smell her. Closing the door, he stepped inside and hopped up on the counter leaning back against the mirror. He watched as the silhouetted figure lifted her arms and droplets of soap and water ran down her body. She turned to the side and he was gifted with a very pleasant profile of full breasts and hard nipples.
His mouth watered and his pants got very tight. He really wanted to jump in there with her and touch every part of her body but could he risk it. Would she protest his attentions?
“No she wouldn’t.” She purred. His eyes bulged for a second, what she can read minds too?
“No magic, I’m not a mind reader. I just know you. I know what you’re thinking. I know what you want to do. “ She purred.
She poked her head out from the shower curtain holding it against her nakedness. She knew the second he had came into the bathroom and his boldness made her breathless. It was only a few hours ago that he seemed not to like her very much or believe her, yet here he was. Maybe this wouldn’t be that hard after all.
His eyes were deep with passion as he stared back into hers “Do you?” She nodded a small smile playing across her beautiful lips.
“So tell me beauty what do I want to do?” He purred back at her. He was curious to see how far she would take this.
Her eyes grew heavy with desire and her body tingled at his nearness and her state of undress. She was totally turned on and she would do anything that he wanted. “You want to come in and share my shower with me.”
His eyes darkened a little more. “What else?”
She pulled the curtain back and stood before him wet and naked. “You want to touch me.” She ran her hands down her sides and the soapy water caressed her skin making it glisten through the fog as it trickled down her legs. His eyes followed the path that her hands and water made; his eyes were now blacker then the darkest night.
“You want to be inside of me….” Her fingers toyed with her trimmed hair at her core, teasing him with their play.
“You want to taste me for your self.” Her neck tilted back and she showed him her slim golden neck and the pulse point that pumped wildly because of her excitement.
He jumped down off the counter and stepped up to the shower; the only thing separating them was one inch of space and the clothes on his body.
He lifted his hand to her face and cradled her check. She kept her eyes on his and rubbed her check into his palm. She raised her hand and laid it on top of his playing with the fine hairs on his hand.
“Why don’t you join me?” She purred.
He just continued to stare at her he was lost in the depths of passion and love he saw in her green orbs. He longed to do just that, strip his clothes off and throw her up against the wall taking her now, making her his, tasting her blood. Blood that he knew would be the sweetest thing that ever coated his throat.
But he couldn’t it was against the rules to take a slayer before she had been chosen. And he had to play by the rules to achieve his goal. He wasn’t yet sure what that goal was and didn’t even want to stop to think about it. He just wanted her.
He leaned down and brushed his lips against hers, she opened for him and their mouths sealed together. Their tongues dueled, their breaths quickened and Buffy stepped forward pressing her wet body fully up against his.
He wrapped his arms around her waist and her hands wove their way around his neck. Their lips never broke contact as his hands wandered down to the slope of her back and circled her ass. He squeezed her checks and drew her further against him.
“Mmmmm” they moaned into each other mouths. The heat that radiated off of them steamed the room up more then the hot water that came out of the showerhead.
She pulled her head away needing to breath and his lips descended down her neck licking up the water droplets that adorned her neck.
When he reached the scar he latched on to it like a desperate man needing oxygen. He hungrily sucked on it roughly pulling it with his human teeth as his hands continued to caress her backside.
“Yessss…Angel….” She moaned.
He froze. He stopped his attentions and growled into her neck meaning to frighten her but it only succeeded in making her hotter. The sound vibrated throughout her entire body making her shiver with want.
He looked up and into her face, her head was thrown back and her eyes were shut. He scowled and grabbed her head roughly bringing it close to his.
Her eyes snapped open and she looked into the face of the demon. “What?” She asked.
“Look at me when I touch you!” He demanded.
Buffy still in a haze of passion was confused by the hardness in his voice.
“When I touch you I want you to look at me. I want you to see who’s touching you. I’m not him Buff, do not ever make the mistake of thinking that I am your precious soul boy! If I could I would throw you up against that wall and fuck you all night! Do not expect words of love or gentle caresses from me. I can give you immense pleasure and I will but you will know the difference between us! And when my fangs sink into your throat you will know that it’s me drinking you till you pass out!”
He was mad, mad that she called ‘His’ name. He didn’t want her to have any misconceptions about whom and what he was. He was in control here not her and he wanted to make sure that she understood that.
Buffy looked at him her passion and desire slightly cooled in the face of his anger and she got a little uptight that he would even think that she didn’t know who was touching her. She knew exactly who was touching her and making her hot with want. It had just slipped out in her haze of passion.
But she knew there was more to it then that. She knew that it was a power struggle. He wanted the control and he wanted her to know that he had it. Well she decided that today she would play along because she needed him, she needed to feel him and she needed the release that she knew only he could give her.
She tightened her arms around his neck and leaned in smelling his rich deep scent. She nuzzled his neck trying to be submissive and appeal to his male dominant nature “I’m sorry it just slipped out.” Her hand wandered to his crotch and she caressed his hard length through his leather pants.
“I didn’t mean anything by it, honestly. It’s just a shorten version of your name. I know who’s touching me. And I know who I’m touching.” She got down on her knees and unzipped his pants. Never taking her eyes off of his she reached inside and pulled his hard cock out. She held him tightly and started to move her hands up and down.
She was so hot just holding him and she couldn’t wait to taste him. She had done this for Angel many times over the years that they had been together and she had always missed it. She just never got the same pleasure doing it to Riley as she did Angel.
Her tongue came out and swiped at this head, his eyes blackened once again with want as he watched her little pink tongue licking him.
“Angelus.” She moaned closing her eyes and taking his head in her mouth she started a slow sucking motion. His eyes closed and his hands went to her head, caressing her hair and playing with the long wet strands.
Little by little she took more of him inside, her sucking increased and her head bobbed faster. She scraped her teeth down the length of him as her hands played with his balls, tickling the fine hair at the base of his cock.
He was in heaven, he had received many blowjobs during his time, but this…this was just absolute mind-numbing pleasure. It was like she knew exactly where to touch him and how, and he couldn’t hold back anymore. His hands gripped her head savagely and he thrust himself further inside of her wet mouth. He felt his cock hit the back of her throat and he came with a shout. “BUFFY!”
She swallowed his seed enjoying the feeling of his hot creamy cum sliding down her throat, God he tasted good. She continued to work him until he came down fully from his orgasm.
He tugged on her hair getting her attention. She looked up at him and smiled. Her tongue came out and licked the corners of her mouth. Her eyes sparkling with delight that she had brought him pleasure.
He smiled at her and helped her stand up. He picked her up and she wrapped her legs around his waist as he carried her over to the counter. He sat her down and spread her legs wide. He got down on his knees and pressed his face into her dripping wet pussy. He moaned at her musky scent and moved his head back and forth, his nose rubbing against her in all the right places.
“Mmmmm Angelus.” She watched him with hooded eyes while playing with his silky dark hair. When his tongue came out and touched her lips her eyes closed at the excruciating pleasure. He grabbed her legs and threw them over his shoulder and dove in.
He was merciless as his tongue touched her everywhere inside and out, he pumped a finger inside of her mimicking the motion that he really wanted to make with another part of his body. He sucked on her clit his tongue tapping on the tip faster and faster.
“OH GOD YESSSS...right there.” Buffy was out of her mind with the pleasure he was giving her. When he bit down on her clit and pushed two more fingers inside of her, she threw her head back slamming it into the mirror. A loud crack was heard as the mirror broke and started to spider out towards the corners.
Her hands gripped his head and she pushed him further into her heat as he growled. He couldn’t resist the need to taste all of her. His face shifted and one long fang came out, he gently sliced her outer lip and then hungrily latched on to the slit that started to bleed.
Buffy violently lurched off the counter at the pleasure and pain of his fang slicing her sensitive skin. Behind her eyes were a million brightly shining stars and her body heaved with the incredible intense orgasm that was rippling through her.
Angelus felt like a starved man, the taste of her blood was nothing like he had ever experienced before and it was double the pleasure because it mixed with her juices that were freely flowing. He swallowed each and every drop as his eyes rolled back at the gratification and fulfillment that he felt.
“Buffy?” Willow stood outside the door knocking loudly. She was going to her bedroom when she heard what sounded like glass shattering.
Buffy still in the oblivion of her orgasm didn’t even hear Willow calling or the insistent pounding on the door. But Angelus did and he growled at being disturbed. He gave the slit he made one final lick to seal it then he pulled Buffy’s legs down off his shoulders and stood up.
Taking a step closer he was cradled between her legs and he looked at his lover. He smiled lovingly at her and caressed her face “Buffy?”
She slowly started to come out of her stupor and she opened her eyes and stared into his deep chocolate ones. She smiled back at him her love and devotion for him evident in her face, which quickly turned to surprise when she finally heard Willow.
“BUFFY? Are you alright?”
“Oh my God.” She went to jump off the counter but he held her still with his hands on her waist. He leaned in closer to ear and whispered to her “Shhh tell her you’ll be out in a minute.” He couldn’t’ resist licking her ear and blowing in it, which made her voice hitch when she spoke.
“Yeah…ah…I’m ok I’ll be right out.”
“Okay I’ll wait for you downstairs.”
“Okay.” Angelus smiled evilly at her and she flashed him her own evil smile.
They listened to the sound of retreating feet then met in the middle for a long hot kiss. Buffy’s legs drew him closer to her till his erection was pressed against her core.
“Mmmm what a great way to start the day.” She said, “I could get used to this.” She was wiggling her bottom and pressing herself closer into him.
He smiled at her and purred at the pressure that she was putting on his cock. He didn’t want to but he had to stop now before things got out of hand.
He tried to step back but she tightened her legs and pulled him back in. He grunted at the strength of her thighs squeezing him. He looked at her and she had on the most devious expression on her face and her eyes sparkled with mischief.
“Baby we have to stop.” He shook his head, what am I nuts? He never thought those words would come out of his mouth.
She pouted “But I don’t want to stop…I want more!” She whined. She squeezed him again and attempted to pull him closer. But he was too strong and he resisted.
“Buffy I have to go and so do you. Willow will come back up looking for you if you don’t get ready.” I am seriously losing my mind! Here I have the most delectable creature that I have ever known in my clutches begging me for more and I’m turning her away, and nicely too!
She kept on pouting “Ohhhh alright.” She released the death grip that she had on his waist and he stepped back and away from temptation.
He helped her down and put her back in the shower and put a bar of soap and a washcloth in her hand. She looked up speculatively, “I’ve already showered Angelus.”
“Well you have to take another one, you reek of sex.” He stepped closer and inhaled, contentment swirled in him at the smell of his own scent on her skin. “And you smell like me.”
She smiled happy to have his scent on her again. “But I like too smell you on me.”
He smiled “So do I baby, but no one else will, especially since you haven’t been chosen yet.” He shook his head “It never should have gone this far. If anyone was to find out there would be serious repercussions.”
“Oh pooh.” Buffy didn’t give a shit about repercussions all she knew was that she had the most satisfying sexual experience since her seventeenth birthday and she didn’t care what anybody said.
“What are Willow’s plans for you today?” he asked as he pulled his pants back up, he wanted to know where she would be at all times.
“I think she said to the Watchers Council to meet the other slayers and see Giles.”
He nodded “Okay. I have to go.” He grabbed her forcibly kissing her hard and fervently.
When he pulled away he was smirking at the breathless look on her face. “That’s to remember me by.”
Then he opened the door and snuck away.