Chapter Twelve

 

 

 

 

Buffy only slept for half an hour and she did so fretfully as images of Angel behind bars filled her mind.  She held Kathy in her arms and she reached out to him, her hand trying to squeeze in between the bars trying to touch him.  But she couldn’t and as she screamed for him in her dream, her eyes snapped open and she stared at the ceiling.

 

She heard soft sniffles coming from the corner of the room and she sat up and looked over.

 

Kathy sat in the corner her knees drawn up below her chin, her little hand covering her knees as she rested her chin on them.  Her eyes were red and swollen and her cheeks glistened with tears.

 

“Kathy what’s wrong?” she asked with trepidation as her heart filled with dread, ‘had something happened to Angel?’

 

Kathy stared back at her with big round eyes and she spoke so softly that Buffy could barely hear her, “Are you dying?” she asked.

 

“What? No sweetie I’m not dying.”  She scooted over and patted the bed, “Come here.”

 

Kathy immediately jumped up and ran over to the bed crying.  She jumped up and threw herself in Buffy’s outstretched arms crying her little heart out.

 

“Shhh baby its okay.”  Buffy felt her eyes moisten as she held the crying imp close to her rubbing her back lovingly.

 

“Why did you ask that sweetie?”

 

Kathy hiccupped, “Because…because Daddy said you were tired, and then he was very angry and then he left and I haven’t seen him or you.”  She hiccupped again, “and I thought I was alone.”  She cried.

 

Buffy closed her eyes to the pain she heard in her voice, her own heart weighed down with sadness from Kathy’s fear.  She hugged her and kissed the top of her head, then took her chin gently in her fingers bringing her face up and off of her chest.

 

“No baby I’m not dying, I was just a little tired that’s all. And your daddy was upset by something to do with work, not you or me being sick, and he probably just ran out to deal with that.”

 

‘Yeah right I am so going to kill him when he gets home!’

 

“You are never alone baby.  Never.  I’m always here for you and so is your daddy.  We both love you very, very, very much.”

 

Kathy smiled as her eyes dried and her crying ceased. “I love you too Buffy.”  Kathy hugged Buffy with all her strength her little face crinkling with her effort to show the older girl just how much she did love her. 

 

“Sweetie where’s Willow?”

 

Kathy yawned, “She’s making tea.” She yawned again.

 

Buffy seeing that Kathy was drained and tired, rose from the bed and placed her under the covers. “Well I want you to take a nap for me okay, just for a little bit, then by the time you get up your daddy will be home…”

 

‘He better be’

 

“And then we’ll have dinner together, okay?”

 

Kathy smiled at her and then yawned again, it had been a long day for her and she was very tired. “Okay Buffy.”

 

“Good girl.”  She leaned down and kissed her on the cheek, “I love you.”

 

“I love you too.”  Kathy’s eyes fell on their own as sleep overtook her tired little body.

 

Buffy’s fingers trailed over her cheek and down her hair, her eyes glazing over with love and deep emotion for the small little girl.

 

She walked quietly out of the room and closed the door.  Her face immediately hardened. She was mad at herself. She never should have come here afterwards.  It was a mistake that she knew. Until now, though, she hadn’t realized the full ramifications coming here instead of going home.

 

Because of her Angel was out there doing God knew what to Parker and poor little Kathy was freaking out about being alone.  She was so mad she didn’t know who she was madder at, Parker for instigating this whole sick scenario or herself for making it worse.  She should have just gone home and licked her own wounds.

 

As she made her way downstairs she thought fleetingly how he found out who did it, but seeing the redhead in the kitchen she knew right away. Willow had been mad, madder then Buffy had ever seen her and she probably told Angel thinking that she was doing the right thing. But she wasn’t mad at Willow, it wasn’t her fault; no she had no one to blame but herself.

 

“Hey Will.” She dropped down despondently in the seat at the table and Willow turned from the counter and walked over to her and poured some tea.

 

“How are you feeling Buffy?”

 

“You mean besides the fact that I feel like shit for getting Angel’s family involved in this bullshit that was no one’s fault but my own?”  She shrugged, “okay.”

 

Willow smiled kindly at her and sat down. “Buffy, I know you’re worried but Parker deserves whatever he gets.”  She lowered her voice and leaned in, “It was not your fault he tried to rape you!”

 

She snorted, “No but it was my reputation that lead Parker on.”

 

Willow shook her head, “That doesn’t matter Buffy, there is no excuse for what he did, none!”

 

Buffy sighed, “I know but still I never should have come here, I should’ve just gone home.  Now Angel is probably going to go to jail, Kathy will be left alone, and it will be all my fault!”

 

Willow studied her friend, “Why did you come here Buffy?”

 

When Buffy looked up at her confused she continued, “I mean I can tell that you and Kathy are very close, and I know that there are…feelings between you and Angel, but I mean you barely know them, why did you come here and not go home or to Spike’s for that matter.”

 

Buffy dropped her head on the table banging it hard making Willow jump.

 

“Oh God I’m right, you think I’m right…I’ve ruined this family!” she said dramatically and Willow smiled at her antics.

 

“Buffy don’t be dramatic. That’s not what I meant. I guess what I meant to ask you is what exactly is between you and Angel? Have you umm…slept together?” she whispered. ‘They have to be, she had seemed way too comfortable being naked in his arms.’

Buffy smiled against the table and her shoulders shook. 

 

Willow immediately jumped up and over to her putting her arm around her friend. “Oh God Buffy I’m so sorry I didn’t mean to upset you.”

 

Lifting her head from the table Willow finally heard the reason for the shaking shoulders; she wasn’t crying she was…laughing?

 

“I’m sorry Willow I don’t know why I found that funny. But the answer to your question is no, we are not…sleeping together. Do we want to? Yes. But Angel is a morally correct guy and won’t till I turn eighteen.”

 

“A morally correct guy…I didn’t know they existed.” Willow honestly answered, making Buffy smile, “Yeah go figure, just my luck that I’d find him.”

 

Hearing the front door open Buffy jumped up and ran to the hallway ready to give Angel a piece of her mind.  She was worried sick about him and what he had gotten him self into and she was going to give him hell.

 

She stormed out just as he and Spike were hanging up their jackets. “You know that was rather fun. It’s been a long time since you and me brawled around together…I’ve missed that.” Spike said as Angel grinned at him thinking the same thing.

 

“I’m glad you two were having such a great time destroying our lives!” Buffy said, not realizing what she said, as she stood there her arms crossed over her chest, fire coming out of her eyes. 

 

Angel glared back at her, annoyed that one, she was up and not resting, and two that she was actually yelling at him about caring about her.

 

Spike swallowed nervously, he hated that look of hers it scared the hell out of him so he approached her trying to calm her.

 

“Look luv…”

 

Buffy stomped over to him pointing her finger in his chest pushing him back against the wall. “Don’t you look luv me Spike! I didn’t call you so you could help Angel destroy his life and leave his daughter all alone!  I called you to stop him!”

 

Spike snorted, “Stop him! Pet please do you see the size of ’em, he could easily swat me away like a fly and he has in the past.  There was no way I was getting in his way.” 

 

He stood away from the wall straightening his shirt, “Besides I don’t know why you’re getting your panties in a bunch the wanker’s still alive and he deserved everything he got!”

 

Angel grunted his agreement.

 

“That’s not the point!” She yelled.

 

Angel turned to her, “What the hell are you doing out of bed?”

 

Buffy swung her attention to him as Spike breathed a sigh of relieve. “I’m not sick Angel.”

 

“No, but you went through a very traumatic ordeal and you need to rest.”  He grabbed her arm and started to pull her up the stairs.  Buffy dug her heels in the floor, which didn’t help because she had socks on and the floor was marble tiles so she just slid along until she got to the stairs where she grabbed the banister and pulled her arm free.

 

“Buffy.” Angel snarled at her.

 

“Angel. I am not a baby. I do not need you tell me that I should rest when I don’t need too!  I am perfectly fine and you are blowing this whole thing out of proportion!” she threw her hands up in the air.

 

Seeing the thunderous rage on Angel’s face, Spike cleared this throat.  It was definitely time to get out of here. He walked over to Willow who was standing there, wide-eyed as she stared at Angel.  “Come on Red I’ll give you a lift home.”

 

He pulled her out the door. 

”What about Buffy? How will she get home?” She asked as she let Spike drag her out.

 

“She is home.”

 

The door closed and Angel let loose, his face turned red as he walked over to her, standing up tall he looked down at her, shooting flames right back at her. “OUT OF PROPORTION!”

 

“YES!”

 

“OUT OF PROPORTION!” He was flabbergasted that she thought he was taking this too far, when all he had been thinking about was her safety.

 

Her eyes turned to slits, “Did I stutter?” She sneered at him angry that he didn’t see what the problem was.

 

Throwing his hands up in the air he spun around and started to pace muttering to himself, again in some other language that Buffy could not understand.  He was making her dizzy and she couldn’t take it.

 

“Stop…please if you have something to say, say it in ENGLISH!” she yelled at him.

 

He stopped pacing and grabbing her by the arm dragged her into the library slamming the door shut.  “I am not blowing this out of proportion Buffy, that sick fuck tried to rape you! You would let him get away with that!”

 

“Angel I know what he did I was there remember and yes I would because he does not matter!  What happened does not matter!  All that matters is you and Kathy, and I don’t want anything to happen to you two because of me, especially when it was my fault!” 

 

She was so angry with the entire situation but the fact that he didn’t even think about the consequences of his actions was the most unsettling.  Where was the cool and calm self-control that he prided himself on? She felt completely responsible and she was scared for both he and Kathy

 

She threw her hands up in the air and went to leave, “Forget it, this was a mistake, me coming here was a mistake!”

 

He grabbed her before she touched the doorknob and she grimaced as pain radiated up her arm.  Angel growled at her, “See you’re not fine!  And what do you mean it’s your fault!”

 

She blushed and tried to turn away embarrassment filling her, but he wouldn’t let her.  He grabbed her chin making her look at him and when he saw her flushed face, his anger calmed and his eyes softened, “It’s not your fault that someone tried to take advantage of you Buffy. He’s responsible for that, not you.”

 

“No…it is my fault. Because he thought I was easy, because I was always running around on my own, hanging out places I shouldn’t have been. “She lowered her eyes unable to look at him when she spoke her next words, “because of the men I’d been with.”

 

Shame filled her to the core and she shoved his hand away and took a step back.

 

“Don’t you see Angel, Parker was only doing what he thought everyone else was getting!  It’s my fault!  And because of me you’re going to go to jail and Kathy will be left all alone!”  The guilt she felt overwhelmed her and she started to cry.

 

Angel quickly gathered her in his arms hugging her tightly. He couldn’t believe that she was concerned about him and Kathy and not herself.  The fact that she blamed herself for the whole situation really pissed him off and it broke his heart.

 

His primal urge to kill Parker was not based on his own possessiveness but rather a deep brooding concern for her mental well being.  He knew that this was a traumatic experience; one that might leave permanent scars on a person with lesser self-strength then Buffy.   And that was what upset him the most she was so young, she had her whole life ahead of her, so much to explore and enjoy in the sexual world, things that he planned on exploring with her, and he didn’t want her to be afraid of doing those things because of one sick little bastard.

 

She was so special and so selfless that it reassured him in his decision to hunt Parker down.  Because he did have to pay for what he did or tried to do. And if she wasn’t going to look out for herself then it was up to him, and he had no trouble filling that job.

 

“Baby that’s not true I want you to listen to me; Parker is a sick person that has no business calling himself a man.  No one, and I mean no one, should take advantage of someone just because they hear rumors. And as far as me going to jail, that’s not going to happen, okay. Don’t worry, I’m not going anywhere and Kathy will never be left alone. She’ll always have us.” 

 

Buffy wrapped her arms around him, and snuggled into his warmth. “I’m sorry, I’m so sorry. You must hate me.”

 

He tilted her head up his eyes smiling at her, “I could never hate you baby.” 

 

His head lowered and Buffy opened her mouth as his lips glided over hers.  Her heart that had been heavy with anxiety and fear now filled with warmth and love, as his mouth made love to hers.

 

He released her lips and stroked her hair as she laid her head back against his chest. God she felt so good snuggled up against him. Her breasts pressed against his chest and his body instantly warmed.  His heart was so full of contentment and joy that he knew he could not live without her.  Somehow she had wiggled her way into his heart and home and he never wanted to let her go.  God what would he have done if something really serious had happened to her? He could have lost her forever and that was totally unacceptable.

 

“God Buffy if anything would have happened to you…I don’t know what I would have done.  You mean so much to me and I couldn’t stand the thought of someone hurting you. I just wanted to hurt him back, I’m sorry if I scared you.  I guess you just bring out the beast in me.” He smirked.

 

Being in the shelter of his arms and hearing his words relaxed her, and she lifted her head smirking back at him, her eyes teasing and playful. “Have I told you lately how sexy you are when you smirk?”

 

He chuckled, “No,” and kissed her lightly, “but you can show me…later, right now I’m starving.” He winked at her.

 

Buffy laughed at him, “Beating someone up makes you hungry huh?”

 

“Hungry for food…” he pushed against her and Buffy hummed at the feeling of his cock pressed against her, “and you.”  Leaning down, he kissed her neck.

 

She chuckled, “Well that will have to wait, food first, then…food.” She giggled as he nibbled on her neck.

 

“Where’s Kathy?” he asked in between love bites.

 

Buffy leaned her head back, giving him better access, “She’s taking a nap.”

 

Then she abruptly stood back, “Oh God Kathy, Angel she was so upset.  She thought that I was dying and that you were leaving her, and that she would be all alone.”

 

Angel looked at her somberly, “Like her dream.”

 

She shook her head, “I told her that it wasn’t true, that I wasn’t dying and that we both loved her and that she was stuck with us forever.”

 

He smiled, “Did she believe you?”

 

“I think so, she said she did.”

 

He squeezed her harder his heart filling with sadness for his babies. “I’ll go up and check on her.”  He leaned back and kissed her again.

 

“Angel?”

 

“Yeah?”

 

“Thank you.”

 

He smiled at her, his eyes heavy with heat, “You can thank me later.” Then he winked at her and left the room.

 

***

 

Smiling, he stared at the serene cherub face of his baby, his sole purpose for living…at least until Buffy came into his life.  Now he had two purposes for living.

 

It was funny how he never really thought about any of these things before Buffy.  He had always loved Kathy, had always wanted to make sure that he did the right thing for her, but he had never considered that she was missing something else, something that was vital for a normal healthy life…security and a deep, soul-binding love of family.

 

Of course he had always worked hard to make sure that her future was secure but he had neglected the most important thing.  A sense of security was all good and dandy, but she hadn’t felt that.  Her nightmares proved that.  No he had been forgetful in reminding her and telling her and showing her every single day that he loved her more than anything in this world, that he would always be her daddy and that he would always be there for her.

 

He sent a silent thank you to God for bringing him Buffy, she opened his eyes, opened his heart and soul to the possibilities of what love and a family can be, and he knew with every fiber of his being that she had to stay with them.  He was determined to make her understand that they were now together, the three of them, and that he wasn’t going to let anyone or anything stand in the way of their family.

 

“Hi daddy.” Kathy woke up raising her hands and wiping at her sleepy eyes.

 

Angel smiled at her, his hand caressing her cheek, “Hi baby. Kathy daddy wants to talk to you for a little bit okay?”

 

Kathy gave him a bright smile and her eyes lit with joy, “You want to talk to me daddy?”

 

She sounded so surprised yet happy that Angel felt the tug of guilt on his heart, god he had been such a fool.

 

“Yes.” He said.

 

“Okay, what about? “ Suddenly her eyes widened and her next words rushed out, “I’m sorry I broke the vase in the dining room daddy? I didn’t mean too, please don’t be mad.”

 

‘Vase in the dining room?’ his face blanched, ‘My four hundred year old Ming Vase?’

 

Seeing her stare back at him with frightened eyes Angel pushed down his annoyance at hearing that, ‘it was just a vase, it’s not important. It’s only worth a quarter of a million dollars and was handed down from generation to generation. No biggie’ he almost choked on the nausea he felt.

 

“No sweetie it’s not about the vase.”

 

Kathy blew out a sigh of relief.

 

Angel looked at her his eyes holding hers, he wanted to make sure that she understood everything that he was going to say, and that he also heard and understood everything that she would say.

 

“Sweetie you know that I love you don’t you and that I would never ever let anything happen to you?”

 

Kathy shook her head happily, smiling, “Yes Daddy, I love you too and would never let anything happen to you either.”

 

Angel smiled at her, “Good. And you know that your mommy loved you too?”

 

She shook her head again, “Yes daddy.”

 

Then she seemed sad and her eyes lowered, “Daddy, can I tell you something?” she asked quietly.

 

“Of course baby you can always talk to me about anything.”

 

“I don’t remember mommy.  Does that make me a bad daughter?” She asked so quietly he barely heard her.

 

He smiled at her and rubbed her cheek, “No baby it doesn’t. Kathy you were so young when your mommy left us it’s normal that you don’t remember her.” 

 

He leaned over and took the picture off the table and showed it to her. “That’s why I gave you this and all the other pictures of your mommy, so you would always remember her, even if you really don’t, you understand?”

 

She took the picture and looked at it, he could tell that her little mind was thinking something, and the look on her face told him that whatever it was, it was something that bothered her.

 

“What’s a matter baby?  You can tell me.”

 

“Daddy, I know that I love you and Uncle Spike and Grandpa Giles, but when I look at mommy I don’t feel that way.”

 

“What do you feel?” he asked.

 

“I feel sad that I don’t feel love,” she said.

 

She was so amazing his baby; she was so attuned to her own feelings and what was around her.  He had no idea where she got it from, and he didn’t care.  He was just glad that she did.

 

“I can understand that but I don’t think you need to be sad.  You never had the chance to get to know her.”

 

Her face reddened slightly as she spoke her next words, “I don’t feel sad because I don’t love her like that daddy,” she snuck a peek at him, “I feel sad because when I look at Buffy I feel that way but not for my real mommy and that makes me feel bad.”

 

He smiled at her understanding what she was saying.  She felt like she was betraying her mommy because she felt that love for Buffy and not her. Well he knew what that felt like, though he didn’t feel like he was betraying Darla.  He knew what it felt like to love Buffy…

 

’Wait…love Buffy?  I love Buffy? I do…I love Buffy!’ A blazing smile appeared on his face but then it quickly disappeared, ’ But does she love me?’  He frowned.

 

Kathy had been watching him closely and at the abrupt change of his facial expressions confused her.  “Is that wrong daddy?”

 

‘Huh?’

 

“What?  I’m sorry baby no it’s not wrong. Your feelings are never wrong.  If that’s what you feel inside, then there is nothing wrong with that.”

 

‘Exactly!  That’s what you have to tell Buffy!’

 

She sighed, “That’s good daddy, because I don’t ever want Buffy to leave us.” She looked up at him and he couldn’t hold back the prideful smile.  She looked just like him when he was demanding something, mean and unyielding, her way or the highway.

 

He thought for a second that in the future there were probably going to be many arguments with his daughter as they butted heads over something, but in this, there was no argument; no disagreement.  In this they were joined together in their mission to keep Buffy with them…always.

 

“Me too baby.”

 

***

 

After their talk Angel felt so much better and so did Kathy. They both came to the understanding that they did love each other and needed each other, that family was what would keep them strong, and they were also determined to make the size of their family grow. And as they both sat down to eat, and looked on as Buffy handed them their plates of macaroni and cheese, they each contemplated what actions to take to ensure that they succeeded.

 

Angel was thinking of moonlight walks and candlelight dinners with champagne and strawberries, velvet and silk’s, all adorning her beautiful body, as he made slow and tender love to her, showing her with his hands, body and mouth how much he loved her and needed her.

 

Kathy was thinking that maybe if she helped wash the dishes and cleaned up after herself more that maybe Buffy would want to stay or maybe if she gave her one of her teddy bears, Buffy really seemed to like the soft white one. He was one of Kathy’s favorites given to her by her Uncle Spike, but she would gladly give him to Buffy if she promised to stay with them.

 

After dinner, they sat down in the living room and watched Finding Nemo…again.  Kathy sat in between them on the couch, and as Buffy and Kathy mimicked every single word of the movie to each other, Angel sat there happily chuckling at them.

 

When the movie ended and Kathy was fast asleep, her head on Angel’s lap and her feet lying over Buffy’s stomach, Angel and Buffy shared a secret smile. Anticipation and longing stared back at them.  Words weren’t needed as Angel stood up with Kathy in his arms.  He smiled down at Buffy and silently left the room and went upstairs.

 

Buffy stretched, happiness filling every fiber of her being, she stood up and her feet carried her outside and into the warm night air.  She breathed deep and the subtle smells of grass and roses filled her senses. She walked over to the pool and took her shoes off dipping her toes in she swung her foot back and forth enjoying the warm water.

 

She sighed feeling relaxed and sat down on one of the lounge chairs and put her feet up.  It had been a rough day, very rough but in reality it had been a very soul searching day. She realized that there were consequences for everything that she did. Some adult she was, she had never in her life thought about consequences before, always just running around and doing what she wanted with no thought to anything or anyone else.

 

But before she felt like she had nothing to lose so why think? But now, now she felt like she had everything to lose and she didn’t want to lose a damn thing, she wanted more, she loved Kathy with all her heart and if she were honest with herself she would admit that she felt almost a maternal bond with her.

 

And Angel, God she loved him with everything in her.

 

‘Love him? I love him?  I do…I love him! Holy shit!’

 

The smile that appeared disappeared, ‘but he doesn’t love me, he just wants me, he’s just obsessed with my body. I know he cares about me, I know that he would protect me from harm and keep me safe, but he doesn’t love me, does he?’

 

Suddenly strong arms came over the chair and rested on her shoulders, “Well, serious Buffy, we meet again,” he teased.  He couldn’t see her face when he walked outside, but he sensed her inner thoughts were not exactly easy.

 

She smiled and looked up at him, her hands snaking up and around his neck pulling him down, “Smell smoke do you?” She kissed his beautiful chuckling mouth.

 

Pulling back from each other, they said at the same time, “Talk?” then laughed.

 

Angel took a seat on the other lounge chair, facing her, as Buffy sat up and put her feet on the ground facing him.

 

“Buffy” “Angel” they said at the same time again sharing another giggle.

 

“You go first.” Angel said.

 

Buffy smiled at him, took a deep breath and started, “Angel when I first came here I thought it would be just another job you know and I wasn’t too happy about the whole thing, I was really just doing it to appease Spike. You know he can be very annoying when he wants something.”

 

He laughed, “I know.”

 

“But I...” okay here it was the hard part her gaze lowered and she stared at the concrete. “I haven’t been this happy in so long.  Actually I don’t know if I’ve ever been as happy as I have been this past week.  I…Angel I love Kathy with all my heart and soul, and to be honest, I feel so close to her almost like…” She didn’t know if she should say it, wasn’t it wrong, wasn’t she overstepping her boundaries?

 

But he knew what she was going to say and he smiled at her warmly, tilting his head down and trying to see her eyes, “like her mother?”

 

Her eyes snapped up to his, an awkward smile on her face. “Is that bad? I don’t want to take the place of Darla, I know I never could and I don’t want to.  I just can’t help what I’m feeling.”

 

His hand lifted and sifted through her hair, it was odd she was so much like Kathy more then Darla ever was, “No it’s not wrong.  I actually had this conversation with Kathy before.”

 

Her eyes widened, “you did?”

 

“Yup, seems she’s feeling the same way about you.”

 

Her eyes watered at that revelation and she smiled, “She does?”

 

“Yes.”

 

Her smile went away and she looked worried, “and…and what did you tell her?”

 

She didn’t know how he would feel about that, she in no way wanted him to feel like she was taking over or that he was losing his daughter to someone that he just met.

 

But Angel smiled at her and continued to stroke her hair adoringly, “I told her what I’m going to tell you, that I understand how she feels and that it made sense, and mostly, that her feelings weren’t wrong if that’s what she felt then that’s what she felt.”

 

She relaxed and the worry disappeared, “So you’re not mad?”

 

“Mad! Baby how could I be mad that an incredible, strong, intelligent and compassionate woman loves and adores my child and that my child loves and adores her.” he shook his head looking at her in wonderment, “I’d have to be stupid to be mad and not appreciate and be grateful to know that there was someone out there that loves her as deeply as I do.”

 

She smiled and leaned forward to kiss him gently on the lips. The kiss lasted longer than she intended and when they pulled away they were both breathless. Seconds ticked by as they each tried to calm the raging storm and clear their minds; there was still so much to be said.

 

Buffy sat back, a shy smile on her face and continued, “Well I’m glad you feel like that because it makes the next thing I have to say much easier.”

 

She couldn’t tell him she loved him, not yet.  It was too soon, and honestly, she didn’t want to have her heartbroken by him saying that he didn’t.  But she could be honest with him in other ways, so when she continued her voice was strong and firm, making Angel smile inside, just like Kathy.

 

“Angel I care deeply for you, very, very deeply and I want you to know that I want more out of…our relationship, than just sex.  Don’t get me wrong, I want that…” her eyes darkened, her voice became husky with desire, “…more than anything in this world. But what I really want is to be with you, to be with you and Kathy…Angel I want us to be….”

 

“A couple?” he asked interrupting her.

 

Her eyes lifted to his, “Yes. I don’t want to be without you.  I don’t like going home; I don’t like being away from you two.  I feel so happy and contented when we’re all together like I belong to a family and I don’t want to lose that.” She rushed on, now nervous to hear his response, unsure of what he would say, “if you don’t want that I understand…” she lowered her eyes, “we’ve only just met and I know I’ve been really, really pushy but…”

 

Suddenly he was on his knees in front of her, his hands on her face, his mouth on her mouth as he kissed her eagerly.  As she opened for him and her tongue played with his, she tasted, love and tenderness, passion and yearning.  She tasted a deep connection that went beyond everything that she had ever known and it was everything that she was feeling. Her hands came up and cradled his face; she licked his bottom lip, just as he pulled back.

 

They stared at each other tenderly, “Buffy I want the same thing.  I don’t want you to ever leave us and neither does Kathy.  You are a part of our family and you will always belong here. Every time I look at you my heart just feels like it’s going to explode with so much emotion that it scares me. I’ve only ever felt this way about Kathy, but never for another woman.  To feel such a deep connection with a lover is beyond anything I’ve ever experienced and it’s a little frightening how strong those feelings are.”

 

She shook her head, “I know.  I feel that too.”

 

They stared into each other’s eyes, neither speaking what their heart and souls were screaming at them to say, those three little words that would seal their fate. They were both a little insecure about that; it was a big step. They only just realized what it was themselves and to speak it aloud seemed…taboo. It was too new and they each wanted to savor their understanding of their emotions for a little longer.  It seemed sweeter that way.

 

They smiled then Buffy jumped up. All this talk of emotions and connections, reminding her of other connections she wanted to make with him.

 

“Swim with me?” She asked her hand running down his cheek. Then without waiting for his answer she lifted her shirt off and Angel sat there with his mouth hanging open and his eyes riveted on her perky breasts that were now staring him right in the face.

 

Next her shorts came off followed quickly by her panties tossing them behind her.  She stood like a goddess with the moonlight kissing her skin and the pool water shimmering behind her.   She was calling to him.

 

Angel sat there his eyes hot and heavy with lust and desire as he stared at her neatly trimmed pubic hair.  She took a step closer and pressed his face into her belly hugging his head to her.  And he could do nothing but close his eyes and breath in her scent, his cock, aroused the second her top came off, now was hard as a rock and throbbing painfully.

 

She stepped back, smiled sexily at him, then in a blink of an eye, gracefully dove into the water.

 

When she came back up to the surface and smoothed her hair back Angel continued to just stare at her blankly.  She laughed at his look, “What’s a matter?  Shy?” she asked.

 

He smirked at her and stood up, unbuttoning his shirt and pants.

 

Buffy watched with hungry eyes as inch after rock hard inch of his god like physique was revealed. She licked her lips “Mmmm…has anyone ever told you that you have a body like a god?” she asked playfully then almost laughed at his expression, “Angel are you blushing?”

 

He was.  He tried not to, but he couldn’t help it. Even though he had been told that before, coming from her made it sound much more…carnal.

 

When he was finally naked and Buffy’s eyes were riveted to his huge hard shaft standing tall and strong, she gulped.  All her ability to tease gone, her blood pressure rose and her heart felt like it was going to jump right out of her chest.

 

Angel smiled knowingly at her and dove in the pool.  He swam underneath until he reached her, then he held her legs as he licked her leg all the way up until his head popped out of the water and he could hear her giggles of pleasure.

 

She looked down at him her hands immediately wrapping around his neck.  He licked her belly as his hands went around and squeezed her ass.

 

“Mmm…isn’t this a little forbidden…me, you, naked in a pool with no one around?” she asked playfully, her fingers toying with his ear.

 

He stopped his attention to her flat tight belly and looked up at her, “Isn’t that what makes it hotter,” he leaned over and kissed her navel then rubbed his check against her belly. “Doesn’t it turn you on to know that we shouldn’t but we could?” He took a small patch of skin in between his teeth laving it with his tongue.

 

Buffy chuckled, “Well we could.   You’re the one that seems to think we should wait.” She ran her fingers through his hair smoothing the wet strands back as he looked up at her, smirking.

 

“You must really hate me for that,” he said teasingly, his fingers drawing light circles around her butt.

 

She laughed leaning down and kissing his lips, “Hate? no…frustrated, aggravated, annoyed, and completely and utterly horny as hell all the time…yes.”

 

“I’m sorry baby maybe I can help you with that.” His voice trailed off as his mouth clamped on to a breast. He drew her nipple in sucking hard and tapping it lightly with his tongue. Buffy wove her hands further into his hair holding him closer as her leg came up and slid on to his waist, opening her up for his wandering fingers that now trailed a line down the crack of her ass and to her aching core.

 

His fingers started an elegant dance of light touches and gentle pushes on her clit and all around her lips, probing and exploring her most secret places.

 

“God Angel…that feels so good.”

 

“I know baby.” He said as he watched the play of emotions on her face as he continued to touch her and ply her with bold caresses.

 

Feeling naughty he decided to tease her the way she had teased him the other night. Moving them backwards through the water he stopped when his back hit the cool tiled wall of the pool. Positioning her so she sat astride him he moved his cock so it lay level and placed her on top of it. When he felt her moist core he placed his hands on her hips urging her to slide back and forth, to ride him.

 

She put her hands on his shoulders and let the buoyancy of the water guide her movements as she moved her hips back and forth exhilarating in the feeling his hard cock created against her sore slick pussy.

 

“Ohhh” Her head was thrown back her breath coming out in short erratic gasps and Angel watched captivated with her dazzling beauty and the way the light of the moon seemed to shine only for her, illuminating her in a glow of fire.

 

“You’re so beautiful baby.” His voice was low and smooth, cajoling, like a wave of heat that rolled over her body infusing her senses with lust and passion.  Every hair on her body tingled and every move she made seemed to be tenfold as her pleasure increased.

 

“I can’t wait to be inside of you…deep inside of you.” He closed his eyes as her pace increased, “God…inside…so bad.”

 

“Yes…deep…so deep.” She whined her hips moving faster and faster.

 

His deep hypnotic voice continued as he opened his eyes and continued to watch her. “All I want is to be inside of you, feel you clench around me, feel every single muscle in your body constrict as you cum.”

 

“YES… cum… I want to cum all over your cock baby. I want you to cum inside, filling me…taking me…all of me…please, cum for you…only for you!”

 

Buffy gave as good as she got and Angel was so turned on by her words that he gripped her hips roughly pushing her harder on his cock as he pressed up, his head dove down to her neck and he sucked in a patch of skin, biting it and then soothing it with his tongue.

 

She moved quicker the water making her movements smoother and more graceful than they normally would be in her erratic frantic state.

 

His heavy eyes watched her, always watching her, turning him on more and more, her nails scraped down his chest and she arched back ready to explode.

 

“That’s right baby cum for me…only for me!” he growled reaching down he pushed down on her clit and Buffy exploded.  Her eyes squeezed shut as the blackness took over and the stars came out shining brightly, blinding her with their intensity. “ANGEL!”

 

Angel was right behind her, the erotic beauty of her orgasm fueling his own as his deep bellow of release rang strong in the silence of the night.

 

Her movements slowed, her eyes opened and she looked at him with a small o of surprise on her lips. “Oh my god Angel that was incredible!”  She kissed him hard then smiled at him, purring like a contented cat as he stroked her back.

 

“Mmmm no arguments there.” He said as he smacked her on the ass.

 

“Ouch…Angel!” She chuckled then felt the heat rise in her body again. Her eyes smoldered as she looked at him, “You keep that up you might not make it out of this pool alive.”  She slithered closer rubbing her breasts against his chest, “I might just eat you up!” she bit his neck making him growl and hit her ass again.

 

“Angelus? Is that you?”  A voice said from behind them.

 

‘Holy shit!’

 

Pushing Buffy under the water Angel stood up and turned around.

 

“R…Rupert?” he squeaked out.

 

 

 

Chapter Thirteen