Feeling The Love?

FEEDBACK: Yes! Rating: NC-17 Summary: Buffy/Angelus fucking...not much more to say :-}P Disclaimer: They belong to Joss...sniff, sniff Notes: Uummm...PWP...that's about it. Notes2: The title pretty much bites (and not in a good way)...any other ideas? Dedication: For Lex...'cause she needed to feel the love :-} Buffy stomped into room, throwing her backpack across the room. She stalked over to her bed and began throwing the clothes that covered it onto the floor. "Problems, Lover?" "Where did you come from and just what the fuck are you doing here?" she snarled, looking over at Angelus. "And didn't I uninvite you again?" she scowled, raising an eyebrow in his direction. "Got invited back...and we'll talk about that later." he said, slowly advancing towards her. "What has you so worked up, lover? Should I be jealous?" Buffy sneered at him. "My mother," she spat out, "is gone again! She promised that we could--" "Good." "Excuse me?" "Now you can scream." he finished, having backed her up against the wall. "I am not in the mood for your shit, Angelus!" She ducked under his arm, intending to storm across the room. Angelus spun around, grabbing her arm and yanking her back against him. He spun her so that her back was to him and pulled her tight, pressing his hardening cock against her. He ran his hands up her body, tearing her shirt off of her body and growling his pleasure when he saw that she wasn't wearing a bra. He grasped her breasts roughly, rolling and pinching the nipples with his fingers as he lowered his head and whispered into her ear... "Yes, you are. I could smell you before you even walked into your room. Who has you so worked up, lover?" "No one!" she managed to gasp out, reaching her hands behind her and grasping his leather clad ass in her hands, rubbing back against him. Buffy moaned as Angelus unzipped her pants, thrusting a hand under the waistband of her panties.

"Who has you so hot and wet, Buffy...you're practically dripping with lust." he said, plunging two fingers deep inside her. Buffy felt her knees buckle as she sagged back against Angelus, still gripping his ass tightly. Angelus chuckled harshly, lowering his mouth to her neck and scraping the skin with his fangs. "Tell me, Buffy." he said, continuing to drive his fingers into her and stroking her hard clit with his thumb. "Tell me who has you panting my name." "On patrol..." she moaned, thrusting her hips up against his hand. "...dusted five vamps...now...I just...wanna fuck!" "Good answer." he murmured. "It's actually," he whispered, adding a third finger, "the only other right one." Buffy shuddered as she felt his fingers pushing deep inside her. She wound her arms around his neck, lifting her breasts higher as she began to shake against him. "Angelus!" she yelled out, biting her lip as an orgasm swiftly rushed through her body. He pulled his finger out of her, quickly kneeling behind her and yanking her pants and panties down her legs. Angelus stood back up and pushed her forward so that she fell face first onto her bed and pulled her clothes the rest of the way off. He quickly stripped off his own clothes and joined her on the bed. "Up, lover." he commanded, smacking her hard on the ass. "Fuck you." "Ah...you certainly do make life more interesting." he smirked. He grasped her legs and thrust them apart, running his hands roughly up the backs of her legs before grasping her hips and pulling her up to her knees. He moved into position behind her and began to tease her aching slit with his cock. Angelus reached one hand under her and began to flick her clit with his fingers. "Buffy," he said, slowly thrusting his cock inside her. "Patrol? I don't...think so..." he said, gritting his teeth as he felt her clenching her walls around him. "It never makes you...this hot...this ready." he bit out, slowly withdrawing from her. He brought his hand back around so that he could grip her ass tightly in both hands and he began to thrust deeply into her tight wetness again. "No...fair..squeezing." he groaned as he felt her contract her muscles around him once more. Buffy moaned into her pillow as she felt him begin to enter her again. She thrust her hands underneath her body and began to stroke her breasts.

She rolled her nipples in between her fingertips, thrusting her hips back against Angelus' as he plunged inside her, trying to get him to go faster. "Stop that!" Angelus hissed at her, grabbing her hands and placing them on the headboard in front of her. She slapped her hard on the ass. "You want it harder? Just tell me...the truth." Buffy whimpered, trying to draw out the game even longer and failing. "You...it was you!" she moaned as he slid into her, pausing. "Go on." he breathed, running his hands along her back as he remained motionless inside her. "Mom left..a note" Buffy moaned, holding on tightly to the headboard in an effort not to move. "...said my tutor...stopped by and...and that he'd be back. I...I got wet immediately." she finished, losing the battle and pushing back hard against him. Angelus stared down at her body for a moment, eyes narrowing. "You're asking for it big time, little girl. You were playing a game with me earlier, weren't you?" he asked, beginning to plunge harder and faster into her body. "Yes...oh, fuck yes!" she cried out, feeling his cock slam into her as she ground her hips back against him, meeting every thrust almost violently. "Fuck me...fuck me hard!" she moaned, knowing she was about to come again. Angelus threw his head back and roared his pleasure before lunging forward and sinking his teeth into her neck, exploding deep inside her. Buffy screamed as she felt him enter her neck, her orgasm slamming through her immediately. Her legs trembled under her, threatening to give out as Angelus lay across her back. Angelus continued to draw her blood into his mouth as he slowly lowered them both to the bed. He lay on top of her, still in between her legs as he pulled his fangs from her neck. He rested his forehead against her back before speaking. "Move in with me?" he asked. "We can do this all the time." Buffy turned her head to the side and grinned. "Stop asking me that! You already know what me answer is. You're not gonna change my mind." He growled softly at her. "I can try." "Yeah," she tilted her head back and smiled lustfully at him, wiggling her hips against his already hardening cock. "You can most certainly try."

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Feeling...The Chains?
RATING: NC-17 SUMMARY: Angelus said previously that they'd talk about him getting uninvited later...it's later. FEEDBACK: Any and all feedback is much appreciated. NOTES: This is a sequel to "Feeling the...Love?" ********** Buffy frowned as she strode quickly across the newest cemetery in town. This was not turning out to be a productive night. She was the Slayer and that meant she was supposed to be out slaying things, not just taking walks at two in the morning. Giles was alternating from being happy that nothing had happened in the past few days and being extremely worried about the same fact. She sighed and leaned back against a tombstone, wishing that she wasn't alone on patrol. "This would go faster if I had someone to talk to." she muttered. Then, everything went dark. ********** "Hello, lover." "Oh my god...are we playing this game again? 'Cause I really do need to get home so mom doesn't worry." "She's out of town." "And you know this how?" "Giles told me." "HA!" Buffy said, starting to laugh. "There's no way...what'd you do, overhear him on the phone?" "Shut up. Now, we're here tonight to learn a very important lesson." "What would that be?" Buffy asked dryly. "How to hide your personal phone conversations from a vampire? And what the hell did you hit me with?" "Buffy, Buffy, Buffy...How do you like the room?" Buffy stared up at him for a moment, then rolled her eyes. "I've seen it before. Why am I here, and why," she asked, tugging at the chains that held her arms above her head, centering her in the middle of the giant bed, "am I in these again?"

"You could at least thank me for lining them this time." "Thanks, now let me-" "This is quite a nice room, Buffy. You should really look around...while you can." Buffy snickered. "While I can? Why, because you're going to blindfold me? Like I said, I've been here before...we've played here before. You live here. Are you sure no one hit you over the head? Now, let me go, Angelus" she said, trying to ignore her growing arousal. "We both know you're not going to hurt me." "Really?" Angelus said, casually leaning back against the stone wall, crossing his arms while he stared at her. Buffy shot him an evil glare. "Let me the fu-" "Buffy. You fucked up last week. Now, you're going to apologize and promise you'll never do it again." A confused expression crossed her face before she spoke up. "Um...you're really going to have to give me some kind of clue here." Angelus pushed away from the wall, stalking over to the bed with an amused smirk. He sat next to her and slowly ran one hand down her body, the other coming to rest on her other side as she arched into his touch. "Do you like the sheets?" he murmured, his eyes darkening as he stroked her face. "I bought them for you. I enjoy watching your body move on green satin...dark green satin. It makes your body shimmer..." he swallowed hard, moving over her body so that he knelt on all fours, spreading her legs wide with his knees. "Is that my clue? And...uh...I think I prefer cotton." she said, running one foot up the back of his leg, trying to pull him even closer. "Really" he said, slipping into his true face as he leaned down, caressing the side of her neck with his mouth. "Why is that?" Buffy shuddered, moaning as she felt first his teeth lightly nick her, then his tongue lapping up the small amount of blood that spilled from the wound. She went to grab his head, intending to hold him to her but found her wrists still chained. He chuckled at her. "Don't even ask. Now, answer my question." "Cotton is more...secure. Last time...on satin sheets...you fucked me right off the bed." Buffy tugged at the chains, sending a cautious glance to the headboard behind her. "I'm not in the mood to break my neck." "Neither am I. Don't worry, I'll hold you tight." Buffy cast another glance to the chains and headboard. "If I were to move in with you, could I chain you up next time?"

"No." Angelus said, his cock thrusting involuntarily against her thigh. "Uh, huh. I felt that." Angelus growled down at her. "I'll give you something to feel." He ran a fingertip lightly over one breast, skipping her nipple. Angelus repeated the movement on her other breast, this time starting a set of large figure eights than encompassed both nipples, always just circling them and never touching. "I know how sensitive you are, your body is practically begging for my touch. You're dripping wet for me, I can feel your heat against my thighs." He moved from between her legs and lay down on his side next to her, propping himself up on one elbow. He traced the dusky area around the nipple closest to him, watching it pebble before moving on to the other. "They are so aware right now...I barely have to touch them and they're aching for me. Angelus lowered his head taking one nipple into his mouth, gently sucking while he began to roll the other with the tips of his fingers. Buffy moaned, arching her back and thrusting her breasts upwards. She brought her knees up, tightening her thigh muscles as she concentrated solely on the feelings of his mouth and fingers on her body. "Ahhhh!" she cried out, feeling him pierce her flesh, his suckling taking on new vibrant sensations as he drank from her. Angelus raised his head after a moment, licking the blood from his lips as he watched her move. He ran a hand slowly down her body, dipping into the moist curls below her waist. The vampire stared, watching his fingers disappear into her as she thrust her hips up, trying to bring more of him into her as her orgasm approached, burning him with her heat. He moved his hand and swung one leg over between her thighs and watched in amusement as she immediately latched on to it, gripping it tightly. Angelus angled his leg slightly as she began to move, rubbing her clit against him, eager to come. He quickly pulled back and sat up before she had a chance to reach her peak. "No, no Buffy. You don't get to come yet...you haven't even apologized, much less promised me anything." He bent down, kissing her hard before straightening back up and moving fully in between her legs. Angelus placed his hard cock just barely inside her, only enough to tease and titillate them both. "I don't...know...what...I did..." she panted, straining against the restraints as she felt him stop moving, holding her hips tightly in place so she couldn't move either. "You," he started, licking his way up her neck, "uninvited me. You really shouldn't have done that." he whispered, slowing sliding inside her wet heat, fully sheathing himself with one thrust of his hips.

Buffy groaned, feeling him plunge deeply inside her. "You deserved it." she gasped out as he started to move, pulling almost entirely out before sinking back into her welcoming body. Angelus chuckled darkly. "Maybe so, but if you want to come," he said, "you'll tell me what I want to hear." "Big, bad vampire." she said, "You think that...oh...oh, yeah...just like that..." she moaned, feeling his slick fingers run across her aching clit. Buffy gave herself up to the pleasure rushing through her body, expecting to come any second. Angelus stopped moving and let her use his body, her thighs grasping his hips tightly as she thrust up against him. He brushed against her clit again, watching her face carefully before holding her still once more. "Tell me." he said, gritting his teeth as she clenched her inner walls around him in an effort to get him to move. Buffy whimpered, feeling his fingers hovering over her clit. "...um...I'm sorry...and...and I promise!" she shrieked, exploding as he pressed hard against her clit and thrust hard at her words. He braced one hand against the headboard and grabbed her hip with the other. Angelus lowered his mouth onto Buffy's as he began to slam into her body. Buffy hooked her legs around his waist and thrust her tongue inside his mouth, navigating around his fangs in order to play as she gradually came down from her orgasm. She pulled back from his tongue, smirking against his mouth before curling her tongue around fang and stroking up and down. Angelus growled deep in his chest, coming hard as she deliberately cut her tongue open, the clenching of her vaginal muscles around his throbbing cock along with her hot rich blood enough to send him crashing over the edge. He continued kissing her, sipping the blood from her mouth as she healed. Angelus pressed a final kiss against her lips before speaking. "You aren't sorry and I saw you crossing your fingers. You just wanted to come." "Well...duh." Buffy answered, giggling up at him. "You so deserved my revoking your invite! And, if this is my punishment, you can damn well believe I'll do it again." Angelus just shook his head at her. "Next time," he said, running a hand along her leg and grasping her ankle. "I'll do these as well...and I'll put on your stomach." Buffy stared at him her breathing changing slightly. "Can I use the phone?" "Why?" "I need to call Willow...have her do a spell...right now." **********

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