Frustration
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Angel ducked his head under the shower head as the ice cold water pelted his body. He simply stood there as his mind chanted “I will not touch Buffy before the wedding. I will not touch Buffy before the wedding.” over and over again as he reached for the soap.
To make sure that he got it through his thick, hormonal, 240+ head, he said it out loud. “I will not touch Buffy before the wedding. I will not touch Buffy before the wedding. I will not touch Buffy before the wedding. I will especially not touch her before the wedding. I will not-”
“Angel?”he heard Buffy call out. Angel ducked his head back under the shower head for good measure before he answered.
“In here! In the shower!” he called out. Then muttered,”In the *very* cold shower.”
Through the frosted glass, Angel saw Buffy enter the bathroom.”What’s up, Buffy?”
“I’m here to get some of my stuff. I’m moving in with Mom and Giles until the wedding,”Buffy said as she leaned against the counter. Angel abruptly stopped the pelting cold water by punching the handle in. He barely winced when he heard the plastic handle crack slightly.
“What? What do you mean that you’re going to move in with your mother and Giles? When was I informed of this?”Angel demanded as he flung open the shower doors. The rolling door banged against its moors, hard. He immediately noticed that she was wearing a low cut lavender tank top with a pair of Daisy Duke denim shorts. The body that was made colder by the shower started to heat up.
Buffy lifted her eyebrow at him, and kept her eyes on his face. *She* would not look down.”Just now. Dad convinced me that it would be frustrating for you to have me around. At least *before* the wedding.”
“What?!?”Angel roared. It was bad enough that he promised the priest that he wouldn’t have any sex with Buffy. It was going to be bloody torture if she moved back in with her mother and Giles.”WHY?!?”
Buffy went into a battle stance at his tone.”Because you’re the groom and not supposed to see me before the wedding. Because for the past five days, you’re acting like a grump.”
Angel growled at her as he stepped towards her from the shower.”I have *not* been acting like a grump!”
Buffy rolled her eyes at him.”Telling Xander that you were going to rip his ears out and then shove them down his throat if he didn’t stop talking about the concert he went was *not* a nice thing to do.”
“He was babbling about it endlessly,”Angel defended. Buffy merely lifted her eyebrow at him, then crossed her arms. Angel immediately noticed that her lavender top dipped a little bit lower.
“And telling Giles to keep his droning about demons down so that you can concentrate on staring at my breasts was?”Buffy demanded. Angel looked down at her uplifted breasts, and felt a part of himself rise higher. He quickly got a towel to cover himself as Buffy stepped forward. She obviously didn’t see what he did, else she’d have stopped her tirade. Angel shook his head as he thought of her breasts in his hands, her pink nipples puckering in his mouth as he...He had to stop think about this!
“Then yesterday, growling at Oz because he was talking about the full moon that was coming up, and you thought he was talking about me moonlighting in the cemetery?” she said as she poked him in the chest.”What was *that* about?”
Angel growled again as he captured her hand against his chest. Buffy stopped her tirade when she caught the his game face on, and a feral look in his yellow eyes.”Angel?”
Buffy squeaked when Angel’s head swooped down and latched on to her mouth.Buffy’s arms crept around his neck as he attacked the insides of her mouth with his tongue while his hands cupped her bottom and lifted her closer to him. His large hands started to knead her full bottom, and she moaned with pleasure into his mouth.
Angel growled with pleasure into her mouth as he slowly started walking out of the bathroom with her still clinging to him. As Buffy wrapped her arms around his shoulders and her legs around his waist, Angel wrapped his arms around her torso.
With his mouth still attached to hers, he reached the living room, he felt his feet trip over something and promptly saw stars and felt her warm body below him. His eyes shot open a moment later, when he heard Buffy moan in pain.”Owww!”
“You all right, Buffy?”he asked, concerned. Absently he noted that he was still half on top of her, so he shifted his weight to her side. Buffy opened one eye and smacked him on his wet shoulder.”What was that for?”
“Everytime you’re going to be a grump, I’m gonna hit you,”she growled back.”Now be a proper fiancee and be caring. My head smacked the floor.”
Angel kissed the back of her head. Then he looked towards his feet, and saw a heavy carry case.“What the *hell* is this?”
Buffy opened her eyes again.“Oh, my stuff. Remember? I’m gonna go live with Mom and Giles for now.”
He growled back at her,”No, you’re not. You’re staying right here, where you belong. And to hell with you moving out until the wedding.”
Buffy giggled.”And what about your promise to Dad and the priest?”
“I won’t touch you,”Angel stated flatly,”But I’ll be damned again if I can’t see you when I wake up or before I go to sleep.”
Buffy kissed him gently. She broke off when he was about to deepen the kiss. “That’s so sweet! But I have to tell you-”
A knock was heard at the door. Angel looked at it, then at Buffy as she grinned impishly at him.”That Giles is waiting for me in the car. But it looks like he’s here now.”
“Buffy? Angel? Are you still in there?”Angel heard. Then he heard the dook click open, and he rolled over to his side more.”Angel? Buff-oh!”
Buffy giggled as she saw a red faced Giles.”Angel! You’re embarrassing Giles! Your towel’s open.”
Angel sighed heavily as he gathered the towel around himself and rose to go to the bathroom. When he came out in his silk robe, he saw Buffy stuff her night shirt into the case. He looked at her mournfully, then looked at Giles.
“It wasn’t *my* idea,”Giles said under her breath.”It was her blasted father’s.”
Angel nodded as he glared at the Watcher.”Damn it. I hate this!”
“Do you think that I like this? I want to spend time alone with my wife, and I can’t!”Giles growled back.”Hank will come in a week, and he’ll be staying over in the house until the wedding. The pillock got time off of work to help with the wedding!”
Angel stifled a grin.”So you’re going to be frustrated too?”
Giles simply glared at the vampire. Angel chuckled, then winced as he saw Buffy bend over and her shorts rose.”Get the whiskey and come over. It’s going to be a *long* and *hard* nineteen days and eleven hours. I’ve gotta go.”
Buffy turned around, done with her packing.”Where are you going to? It’s still hours before sundown.”
Angel gave her a hard kiss.”Back into my cold shower. And do me a favor, honey, if you love me, get rid of the shorts. At least until after the wedding.”
Buffy giggled as she heard him say to himself over and over again as he walked into the bathroom.”Nineteen days and eleven hours to go. I will not touch Buffy. I will not touch Buffy. Nineteen days and eleven hours. I will not touch Buffy until the wedding.”
~Fin.
