TITLE: Renewal
AUTHOR: Zo
EMAIL: zoso37ba@gmail.com
URL: http://warriorsandlovers.com
PAIRING: B/A
RATING: NC-21. This fiction contains Masturbation and anal sex.
SUMMARY: Set in Season Six, starts after Flooded with the unseen meeting between the lovers.
A/N: This fiction was written for Gia’s Kink Ficathon for Diane (egyptian_pixie).
Story Requirements: 1,000 word min. Buffy being direct and showing Angel or Angelus how she touches herself using her collection of sex toys and then asking him to introduce her to anal sex. >Restrictions: No scat, golden showers, bestiality. Characters I don't want to see are Cordelia, Kate, Dawn or Riley. Also no non-consensual sex and no character bashing.
Story archived at, http://www.chosenfics.com/kinkficathon>, then later at
http://www.warriorsandlovers.com
Special Thanks to: Kay…Thanks for being my Beta on this one and for your insight! You’re the best!
Gia…Thanks for giving me the late submission and for hooking me up with Kay…Big smooches and hugs to both of you!
Diane, I hope it is everything that you desired!
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Part One
Entreaty
Her foot pressed harder on the gas pedal, reaching a top speed of 80 miles per hour. She was frantic to reach the beach, to reach her savior. Every so often her hands would come off the steering wheel to scratch at her relentlessly itching skin, making the car swerve. To a cop on the side of the road she looked like a drunk driver. But for her it was a race to win back her sanity.
Her mind was a muddled mess, she couldn’t think clearly and she had no idea what the hell she was doing since she was ’rescued’. She was in a living hell and she saw no light at the end of the tunnel. The only reward for breathing once again was about ten minutes away from her and she couldn’t get there fast enough.
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The sleek black car raced down the highway with no thought to other drivers or his own safety. The only thought in his head and entire being was his Soul Mate. Their quick and urgent phone call played over and over in his mind. She had sounded so lost, so alone and troubled, that his dead heart died again.
He still couldn’t believe that she was back. And he didn’t think his mind would totally comprehend it until she was in front of him, and he could touch and smell her.
When Cordelia came running into the room and told him that she was alive, he hadn’t believed it. But the Demon had roared at him that he knew. But he just assumed that the demon, like him, was in pain that she wasn’t there anymore.
He had become accustomed to the desolate empty feeling that took over his soul when she left this plane. So he hadn’t even noticed how just two days before Willow’s call, the emptiness had disappeared and was replaced with a warm humming sensation. He had been in overdrive trying to keep going, trying to save souls that he wasn’t even aware that her soul had returned.
But the demon had noticed and he had raged at him that she was alive, in pain and that she needed them, but he had ignored the insane ramblings. Believing it was just the demon’s refusal to believe that his mate was dead.
But hearing her voice on the phone only confirmed what the Demon had yelled at him, and now he was frantic to get to her, his soul mate.
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Shutting off the engine she opened the door and got out. She took only two steps before she saw him. Tears fell silently from her eyes as she ran to him at full speed.
He turned around when he heard the sound of a car door slamming, just in time to catch her as she reached him and jumped up, wrapping her legs around his waist and pressing her slim body close to his.
“Angel…Angel…Angel...” Her hitched voice sung to him. She was the only person in the world that spoke his name like it was a sacred hymn. He closed his eyes as he ran his hands up and down her back breathing in her scent, reveling in the pure essence that was Buffy Summers. His soul sang and the demon growled hungrily, it had been far too long since he was able to touch her.
He pulled back and took her beloved face in his hands, cradling it tenderly and wiping away the tears that glistened on her cheeks. “Oh God Buffy…is it really you? Are you really here?” His eyes roamed over her delicate features soaking them in, memorizing them all over again in his mind.
She hiccupped and a fresh wave of tears fell as she gazed into his glassy eyes. “It’s me! Oh God Angel…it hurts, it hurts so much! Please make it stop…please!” She pleaded with him and all he could do was pull her face to his and litter it with kisses.
“God I can’t believe it! He said you were alive but I didn’t believe him…” he said between kisses.
Buffy had no idea what he was talking about and she didn’t care. “Please Angel I can’t go back there anymore…it’s too hard, too cold…please help me.” Her body shook with the raw emotions that were running through her and her tearful pleas tore at his soul that cried right along with her.
With their connection her soul affected his soul. It was always like that with them and he prayed to God that it would always be. Because the numbness of not having that connection was worse, it changed him; he was different when she was gone. Now he felt renewed, energized, strong, and he would make sure that she would never go away again, never leave him to wander aimlessly on this earth again, alone.
He sat down in the sand with her still wrapped tightly around his waist. She held him in a vise grip and she showed no signs of releasing him. If he were human he would probably be gasping for air but the strong grip she had on his waist felt like heaven to him.
They were eye to eye now and he could hear her erratic heartbeat she was so tightly wound up, like she was on speed and he urgently wanted to calm her. His hands gently petted her head and face. He removed the tight rubber band that was holding her beautiful hair back so haphazardly, and let his fingers massage her head. “Shhh baby its okay, take a deep breath and relax.”
She shook her head. She had so much she wanted to tell him. He was the only one she could talk too, the only who understand how it had felt to crawl out of your own grave. Except Spike, he understood, but Spike wasn’t her souls match, Spike had tried to comfort her but it wasn’t enough. She needed Angel and she needed to make him understand that. “No you don’t understand I can’t go back…I just can’t…I…”
“BUFFY!” He yelled at her to get her attention and she responded naturally to his dominant voice, as her eyes flew to his waiting for his next command.
“I want you to look at me, okay, look at me and take a deep breath.” He watched as she inhaled deeply and then released it. “Again.” She did it again and he heard her heartbeat slow. He smiled at her and touched her face, “Good. Now tell me what happened…slowly.”
“I…I…I was dead Angel. I was dead and I was happy, and then I was ripped out of there, and now everything is too loud, too hard and cold.” She shivered, “And I…I…just can’t do it anymore Angel, please it’s too hard…I don’t know what I’m doing…”
She became crazed again, grabbing his lapels on his jacket; her eyes became wild as she pulled him closer to her. “I don’t want to do it anymore Angel, I can’t…please make it end…bite me…drain me dry…please…I don’t care anymore…I don’t want to live like this anymore! I can’t do it…it’s too much…I can’t to it on my own…I need you…please, please!!!”
“Shhh baby, calm down, breath…” The demon roared his approval at her words, but the Soul was shaken even more, because she spoke the demons darkest desire and the souls most fevered nightmare. He had no control to his body’s reaction to her words, as he felt himself get hard with just the idea. The erotic images of biting her and making her truly his for eternity turned him and the demon on, and he swallowed hard.
At the same time it also turned his stomach upside down, to condemn his light to the darkness for eternity was wrong or was it? She was pleading with him to do the unthinkable and he was actually considering it. He must be losing his mind. No, it was up to him to keep it together, to be strong because it was quite clear she was crazed and had no idea what she was talking about.
She was looking around wildly mumbling to herself about too hard and too cold, leaking pipes and no money.
“Buffy! BUFFY!!”’ he snapped at her and once again she was focused on his face. She smiled at him “My Angel…” her hand lifted and she petted his head “…my savior.” She had a glazed look in her eye that he had seen many times in Dru and it worried him to no end that he saw it in her green orbs.
“Buffy?”
“Yes Angel.” She was reminded of the last time they had seen each other, at her mother’s funeral. How lost and scared she was, and how that all just disappeared in the arms of her soul mate. How his strength and words of advice just made everything seem all right. He had given her the strength to do what she had to do and her fragile mind clung to the hope that he would do that for her now.
“Were you in a hell dimension?” That’s what Willow had told him and he didn’t believe her, there was no way that someone as good as Buffy would end up in a hell dimension. If he’d had of the slightest reason to believe that, he’d have found a way himself to bring her back. So he knew the answer even before she spoke.
“No…I…I think I was in Heaven Angel. It was so beautiful, so comforting, there was only light and peace surrounding me.” Her eyes lit up, “I saw my Mom, she loves me, you know?”
Angel smiled at her “I know she does baby.”
Her smiled faded, “But then it was gone, it felt like dying all over again. When I opened my eyes, it was dark I couldn’t see anything, my lungs hurt, I couldn’t breath. I was trapped I couldn’t get out…couldn’t get out.” She said lifting her hands up for his inspection.
He frowned taking in the healing scars on her delicate hands. As his demon roared his anger, Angel found himself in agreement with him. He knew what those scars meant. How could they do this to her? How could they leave her to claw her way out of her own coffin?
“Shhh Buffy it’s okay.” He kissed her hands reverently; each scrape and scar received the lavish attention of his lips and mouth. She leaned closer to him and rested her forehead against his shoulder, lovingly watching him taking care of her, like he always did.
“I knew you would take care of me Angel, I knew...I love you so much, please don’t leave me again? Don’t send me back there; take me home with you please?”
He was a shattered man listening to her pleas and knowing how he had to answer her.
“Buffy I can’t do that, you know that…nothing’s changed, the curse…is still an issue…” Looking into her eyes feeling her lithe body pressed into his, her heat pressed against his hardness, he knew that the curse was definitely still an issue. He knew that if he took her, he would be lost forever and ultimately so would she.
“No I don’t care! I need to be with you. I don’t care anymore about the curse, just drain me now and then we can be together forever…don’t you see Angel we could finally be together.” She whined she didn’t want to give up the one good reason for being back. And if that meant sacrificing her life, she would do it. She would do anything to keep him by her side.
He was filled with such sadness that she had come to this point. That she felt so lost that she would give up the gift of life. “Buffy, you don’t mean that. You’re just upset and I understand why you’re upset but you have to get it together baby, death isn’t the way. We both have responsibilities you know that...”
She shook her, “No I don’t want them anymore Angel. I can’t do it myself…I can’t, I need you…there’s nothing left inside of me…there’s no reason to fight if I don’t have you!”
She was babbling nonsense and he was starting to get mad. He shook her delicate shoulders. “Stop that! You do have me; you’ll always have me…never, ever say that!” His voice softened, I’m always with you baby…” he raised his hand and placed it over her heart, “…in here, in your soul, always.”
The tears fell rapidly, a cascade of her pain and loneliness. She knew that he was right but it was not what she wanted to hear. He held her tightly to him cooing to her, speaking in hushed tones of how much he loved her and would always be with her. After a few moments she quieted and looked at him.
“I don’t know what to do,” she said in a voice of a small child.
He smiled at her “Yes you do. You go back, you do your duty and you hold onto your friends and your family. Let them give you their strength.”
She nodded and lowered her gaze.
He reached for her face bringing her sad eyes back to his. “And you call me, every night. You call me whenever you need me, okay?”
She smiled at him, her eyes now clear and calm. He sensed an inner peace inside of her and he smiled back at her. She lowered her mouth to this and tenderly kissed him. He tasted so cool and so hot at the same time she just wanted to lose herself in him.
Inside he was yelling at himself to resist her, she was too needy right now; it would be too easy to slip up. But it was so hard to not give in. She felt so good and he had missed her so much. He remembered at her mom’s funeral they had given each other physical comfort and were able to walk away. Why would tonight be any different, he could do it. Besides the need was too great in him as well and honestly he didn’t want to resist anymore either. He needed her as much as she needed him.
She slid her mouth back and forth over his, running her tongue on the edge of his lip. “Angel, I…” Her hands traveled over his strong muscled chest and she slowly massaged him with her palm. She knew she shouldn’t do what she most definitely was going to do, but her soul cried out for its mate, her body yearned for his, and she could not resist her inner callings.
She lowered her voice and spoke huskily to him. “I want you Angel…so much; please can’t we just…touch each other…give each other pleasure, like we used to do?” Her green eyes stared hotly into his. She let her tongue come out and slowly lick her lips as she ground against his hard cock making him moan, “Buffy,” he said.
“Please I just need to forget for awhile.” She moved to his neck and sucked on him hungrily. “Please Angel…” She blew in his ear, “Just let me touch you, let me give you pleasure…it’s been so long, I want so bad to taste you…please?” She nipped his ear playfully then ran her tongue over it to cool the sting.
“Buffy...” He closed his eyes reveling in her touch, in her body, in her words that were so hot, so forward and so much what he wanted.
She slid her hand between them and down to the zipper on his jeans. She ran her hand over the bulge and lightly squeezed him. “Ahhh Buffy.” She smiled at his response and lowered the zipper, slipping her hand inside; she pulled his hard shaft out.
“Oh God.” His eyes closed to the pleasure her hand created as she started to work him. She looked down at him and licked her lips. She moved herself so she was sitting on his knees then lowered her head.
She licked the top of his head and lapped up the precum that had settled there, screaming for her attention. “mmmm…you taste so good baby.” Then she quickly took his entire length in her mouth. She started with slow, smooth sucking, up and down his shaft, licking the tip as she reached the top.
Then she went back down, sucking hard and scraping her teeth on the sensitive skin making him jump. His hands were in hair gripping her head, helping her bob up and down, stroking her ears and face. The intense throbbing in her pants made her shift her position, trying to relieve herself of the pressure that was building in her core.
He saw her fidget, smelled her heightened desire and wanted to appease her. “Buffy…stop.” He softly said.
She shook her head no.
“Buffy! He grabbed her hair yanking on it and she looked up, “Trust me.” She released him with a wet pop and sat up. “Turn around.” He said gruffly.
She turned around on her hands and knees facing away from him and he quickly lifted her skirt up over her hips and massaged her tense thighs. “Mmmm God Angel that feels so good…” He smiled at her then slowly inched her panties down her legs. Lifting her leg up he pulled them all the way off so she was bare in front of him.
His finger trailed down the crack of her ass and she sighed at his touch. Taking her by the hips he moved her backwards and lowered her to his mouth. “This will feel even better baby…” He licked her from the top of her clit to her wet opening then thrust his tongue inside of her.
“Ahh…” She crooned. This was what she was missing; him, his tender loving touches. Even if he was rough with her, which had been in the past, it still felt like gently caresses. Because she knew that the love he had for her was at the center of everything. She knew that it was his love for that sent his desires into the most basic of needs. She sighed, that was true passion.
Opening her eyes she saw his hard length positioned in front of her and she smiled. She had many fond memories of this position. Many delicious memories of them giving and taking pleasure with each other, the only way that was allowed. She grabbed him with one hand and positioned him at her mouth. Slowly she lowered her head and sucked on him softly.
He purred his approval and continued to lick every inch of her. His tongue lightly tapped her clit and her heart beat speed up as her mouth started to suck harder. Taking two fingers he circled her opening spreading her juices around then pushed them inside of her.
He guessed that she liked that because she released his cock and moaned gutturally into the night. Then frantically took him back inside the recesses of her warm wet mouth. Stroking him with her tongue sucking on his head, her hand moved up and down, and her fingers tickled his balls every chance she got.
There was always guilt when they were intimate, for both of them, but it also brought pleasure and some small measure of relief. It didn’t compete with the feeling of him inside of her, but it was something and she was thankful for any small measure of touch that she received from him.
Angel, for once, wasn’t feeling guilty at all. Instead all he could think about was how good it was and how incredible she tasted. He gently grabbed her clit with his teeth and pulled, taping it fast and hard with his tongue at the same time as his fingers continued their relentless pumping. The only sound she made was a loud moan as her body convulsed filling his mouth with her creamy cum as she relaxed her throat and deep throated him.
He growled, his body jerking along with hers as he came spurting his seed down her throat, and Buffy eagerly drank what he gave her.
He opened his eyes, her butt was still up in the air and her head was lying on his thigh, her fingers slowly stroking him; she looked content. He rubbed his face against her cheek then kissed it. He was sated for now, but with her butt in his face like this he couldn’t stop his mind from imagining what it would feel like to slip inside of her, where she was still a virgin. He got excited again just thinking about it, it would be like taking her again for the first time, he growled, bad thoughts.
Buffy rolled over and dropped on her back staring up at the glittering sky. So perfect, she thought always so perfect with him, Why was she always denied the one thing that she wanted most in this world? It was so unfair.
He sat up and leaned over, softly kissing her lips. She looked at him a full smile on her face. “God I’ve missed being able to do that.” She smirked at him, and her words just made his cock twitch. “I’ve missed you doing that.” He pulled her closer and kissed her. Attacking her mouth savagely, tasting every warm crevice of her hot mouth.
He had to stop. Stop now or things would definitely get out of control. He kissed her one last time than sat up away from her. She frowned but she understood.
They got dressed and then cuddled together looking out over the ocean, listening to the waves lap at the sand. As she sat there leaning against him in the aftermath of what was truly her saving grace, the prospect of what lay before her back home hit her like a brick and brought back her insecurities. “I’m afraid Angel. What if I can’t do it?”
He kissed her head and pulled her tighter “You can and you will. You’re the strongest person I know Buffy. There’s nothing that you can’t get through.”
She craned her neck to look at him “That confident about my abilities ah?” He smiled and tweaked her nose. “Buffy you’re my hero don’t you know that?”
Her hand came up to caress his cheek, “And you’re mine…always.” His hand rested on hers as they stared into each other’s eyes speaking all the unspoken words that they each felt. He lifted her hand to his mouth kissing her palm.
“Just remember, call me every night, rely on your friends, they’ll help you. And if they don’t you tell me and I’ll come as fast as I can, and make them see things my way.” He said it so nonchalantly but it was a subtle threat to her friends on her behalf, and she just fell more in love with him then she was already.