Feelin’ Love

 

SERIES : the Buffy & Angelus Chronicles

PAIRING : Buffy/Angelus, Buffy/Angel (at end)

RATING : NC17

SPOILERS : major spoilers, I’ve used actual show quotes from all four seasons of Buffy & Angel season one.

DISCLAIMER : I do not own these characters. Nor do I own “Feelin’ Love” (Paula Cole).

NOTES & WARNINGS : Entire series has : rape, torture, character deaths & pain (these things are not in every part).

 

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      She sat with her foot hanging out the window. The cool air felt so good, soothing almost. As far as California nights went, it was a beautiful one, the stars were out, the moon was almost full and the air was pleasantly warm, but not cool. "So are full moon nights different?"

      "Yeah they are, the energy just hits your body, it's the best rush."

      "Like blood?"

      "No, there's nothing like blood."

      "Like sex?"

      "No, definitely not like sex. Blood is the end all, but sex is pretty close."

      "Tell me about it."

      "Buffy you said that you have a boyfriend, yes?"

      "Well, I guess, but not really."

      "Well, how many guys have you been with since the Soul left you?"

      "Two. Why?"

      "Cause I'm going to kill them."

 

      "Buffy are you okay?"

      "I'm fine, I'm wonderful even." She looked at him, her bright eyes looking back at him. She hung her foot out the window of the car. "This is so cold! It's awesome!"

      "Want the top down? It's like another seven hours til sunrise."

      "YES!" He pulled the car over and put it down for her and. He walked around the car and tickled her foot as he walked by her. "That tickles."

      "It's supposed to."

      "So are you?"

      "Am I what Buff?"

      "Ticklish of course."

      "I don't think vampires can be."

      "Hmm... there's gotta be something to make you laugh, not an evil laugh, just a laugh."

      "I can't think of any." He leaned over the side of the car and she pulled him in for a kiss. Her tongue pushed through to his mouth and he let her. He'd been trying to gage her feelings for a while now, but she seemed okay, happy even. Perhaps she was coming around, he wasn't sure. Perhaps it was a mask, maybe she had an agenda.

      He tried pulling away but she grabbed his arm. "You said seven hours?"

      "Yes."

      "And how long til Sunnydale?"

      "Couple hours. Why?" He suddenly felt the foot that was hanging out the window rubbing his cock.

      "Cause I wanna fuck." She jumped up and climbed in the back seat sooner than he knew what she doing. The next thing he knew was that she had grabbed him and he was lying on top of her in the back. Her fingers frantically worked at his zipper while her mouth lunged after his.

      "Buffy, we're on the side of the road."

      "You complaining?" She asked as she pushed his pants down and he felt her fingers wrapping around his erection.

      "NO! I'm not."

      "Good. Now fuck me." He hovered over her as she leaned back and took off her tank top.

 

//You make me feel like a sticky pistil leaning into the stamen

You make me feel like a mister sunshine inside

You make me feel like splendor in the grass while we're rollin'//

 

      "Buffy wait." Her fingers were eager, too eager to stroke him.

      "Why? I'm so wet... come on... don't be shy..." he looked into her eyes and she raised one eyebrow at him and gazed deeply into him with lust-filled eyes.

      "I'm not, I just... it won't be any good if we don't get these damn pants off." He stood up and took them off, as her fingers clamped around his raging erection and squeezed him. "Damn Buffy, let me concentrate." She giggled before leaning into him, licking the tip before engulfing it in her mouth. He smelled her sex, heavy on the air.

 

//Damn skippy baby

You make me feeling like the Amazon's running between the thighs//

 

      "God Buff... your mouth..." he couldn't even talk; it made her smile as she took him deep into her mouth, sucking on him. She enjoyed the feeling of him in her mouth, his strength, the very part of him that could make her feel so good. She closed her eyes and began feeling small droplets of rain on her bare back. "Buff... it's... god... it's... raining."

      She looked up at him, smiled and shrugged and continued her plight on his cock.

 

//You make me feel love, love

You make me feel love

Love, love, love//

 

      She felt him, he was holding back, but she wanted him to come, she needed him to. She bit down on him and he screamed and shot his cum deep into her mouth. She licked him clean and looked up.

 

      When her eyes met his, the only thing he could think of was a cat, a cheetah, strong and sleek. She was a seductress, a cat, prowling around, hunting and he was the prize. His mouth lunged for her nipple and took it in his mouth and began sucking on her, biting her. She screamed.

 

      She closed her eyes as he sucked on her, alternating between her breasts, like only a skilled man would do. God, she was dripping onto the car seat, the rain fell on her and he drank it in as he suckled her.

 

//You make me feel like a candy apple, red and horny

You make me feel like I wanna be a dumb blond in a centerfold//

 

      She was throbbing for him and she surrendered to the feelings that washed over her as the rain, cleansing her of the pain. The waves of ecstasy came crashing into her thoughts and she threw her head back.

 

//The girl next door

I would open the door and I'd be all wet

With my tits soaking through this tiny little t-shirt

That I'm wearing

And you would open the door and tie me up to the bed//

 

      His hands reached down and ripped her skirt off. "Um Angelus? That was my only... OH GOD!" All words were lost to her as she felt his fingers entering her, prodding her walls. His mouth took to her clit, sucking and licking it. Then she felt her lips being spread wide and his tongue deep inside, lapping at her wet heat.

 

//You make me feel love, love

You make me feel love

Love, love, love//

 

      She couldn't even control herself, the rain washed over her, and she let it. His tongue slipped deep inside her and she thrust herself up into him and he purred. It vibrated throughout her body and she wanted to hear him louder. She clenched her muscles around his tongue as best she could and he growled loudly and she came as she felt it resonate throughout her being.

      "You were saying?" He asked as his face resurfaced, covered in her.

      She licked his cheek, tasting herself, "Nothing, just fuck me lover."

      "This is going to be hard Buff."

      "I certainly hope so. It's no fun if it's not."

      "No, I mean here." He got up out of the car and she followed his lead. He took her and sat her down on the hood of the car. "Here, this is better, unless you obje..." She grabbed him head and plunged her tongue inside his mouth. She laid back on the car, arching her back and spreading her legs to him as he mounted her.

 

//Lover I don't know who I am

Am I Barry White?

Am I Isis?

Oh baby babe babe babe

Lover I'm laced with your unconscious

I will be your Desdemona

Take your time//

 

      She felt his velvet tip nudging her entrance before he slipped inside slowly. "Ang... Angel... Angelus..."

      "What?"

      "Harder, please... do it, fuck me."

 

      He was never one to ignore a request so he pulled back and slammed into her and she screeched. He pulled out fast and slammed into her again and again. The car rocked under the sheer force, but she said hard and hard to a slayer was pretty damn hard. She screamed bloody murder, but somehow, she wasn't getting there, he was, but he wanted to wait for her, he loved it when they came together.

      "An... Ang... GOD..." and she moaned and he leaned in to kiss her but she refused him. "Ple... please..." but she couldn't speak, she leaned her head up a little and she moved her hair away, exposing her neck to him.

      "Buff..." Suddenly she clenched her muscles around him and he felt her fist hit his temple and he growled loudly.

 

      She looked up and his yellow eyes were staring at her. She closed her eyes and raised her head once more and he continued to pound into her as he sank his fangs into her neck. She screamed as she came and she felt him do the same inside her.

 

//You make me feel ohh

You make me feel oooo

You make me feel ohh

You make me feel love

You feel so good//

 

      She slowly came down from sanity and she relaxed her muscles from around him causing him to whimper, but he pulled out. She lie there spread across the hood of the car, rain splattering her naked body and she let it wash over her.

 

      He grabbed their clothes and put the top up. He looked around and saw headlights drawing closer. "Buffy! Get your clothes!" But for some reason she was entranced. She remained motionless on the hood of the car.

      The car pulled over and he looked inside. It was an older man, maybe fifty and beside him in the car was a girl about twenty, she looked scared. "Hey Buddy! Need some help?" As Angelus stared into the car, he saw the girl appeared to be gagged. The man came closer and he saw Buffy laid out on the car. Angelus put his shirt on and looked at the girl, her eyes pleading for mercy, for help. They wouldn't for long, he was hungry.

      He realized the man was no longer next to him, he was in front of the car, staring at Buffy. Angelus growled loudly and grabbed the man by the throat, "I wouldn't do that if I were you."

      "Why? You've got her here..."

      "YEAH AND SHE'S MINE!" He vamped out and Buffy sat up quickly.

      "Angelus..." But there was nothing she could do, this man had gawked at his girl and he was as good as dead. He bit down hard and he began drinking the mans blood slowly. Buffy hadn't stopped him, which surprised him, he was murdering someone in front of her.

      Angelus released his grip on the man. "Buff, he's got a girl in the car, put your shirt on and go see if she's okay." Buffy got up and walked away. The man was still alive, he hadn't taken a lot. He was scared which was the best kind of victim to have.

      "YOU LIKE TYING GIRLS UP?" He yelled and the man was horrified as he saw Angelus' real features. He punched him in the face and the man screamed in pain. "Your blood isn't worth my time." He said as he snapped the guy's neck and dropped him on the side of the road.

 

      She hadn't realized what had happened, but it was kind of exciting what she had seen. She did grab her shirt and ran to the car to find the girl half dressed and gagged. She took the gag out and the girl was sobbing hysterically. Buffy held her until she calmed down.

      "I'm Buffy, what's your name?"

      "Lisa."

      "How old are you?"

      "Nineteen."

      "Where do you live?"

      "In L.A. with my Dad." The girl was still crying when Buffy felt Angelus' hands touch her shoulder. "That man, he took me, I was walking home and he grabbed me and he..."

      "It's okay Lisa, you're going home soon, I promise. You stay here, I'm going to figure out what to do. Okay?" The girl nodded her head.

 

      Buffy and Angelus walked back toward the car, the rain had ceased, just a few sprinkles here and there. "Where's the guy?"

      "Gone. Are you okay?"

      "I'm fine, it's the girl."

      "Oh..." he started to walk back to the car and she grabbed his arm.

      "No, you're not going to kill her."

      "No, I think there's a blanket in the car."

      "Oh, sorry." He shrugged it off and took the blanket to the girl.

      "Listen, Lisa was it? We have to get going but Buffy just called the police, they'll be here soon, just tell them that the man disappeared when he got out of the car, can you do that? Don't say anything else about what happened?" She nodded and he gave her the blanket.

      "Is she okay?"

      "She'll be fine, get in the car, we have to get going." He sat in the drivers seat and she stuck her legs out the window and laid down with her head on his thigh. His fingers played with her nipples while her hand was in his lap stroking him, almost petting him. She purred with contentment, she was his little Cheetah.

 

      "I'm hungry." Her voice broke the silence.

      "I thought you were sleeping."

      "I was, but now I'm not, I'm hungry, can we stop before we get there?"

      "Sure, the next place we pass." And within twenty minutes the car pulled into a gas station. "Buffy? You awake?"

      "Yup!" She sat up and ran her fingers through her hair. "Got money?"

      "Don't you?"

      "I'm  in college, college students have no money, we're poor, we're broke and we owe the government money. Aren't you sad you missed this?"

      "Missed what?"

      "All this crap, I mean it's an experience to be screwed by the government."

      He chuckled, "You are truly one of a kind Buff." He got out of the car and took her hand as they went inside.

      "Evening." The guy said.

      "Hey, what time you got there?" Buffy asked.

      "Four o'clock. Where ya headed so early?"

      "Home, Sunnydale. Got a bathroom?"

      "Around back, here's the key." She grabbed it and Angelus followed her.

      "You don't have to come with me to go to the bathroom, I'm a big girl, I can handle it." He slid his arms around her waist as they walked around back. Her body was perfection.

      "I know, but if I don't, I may be tempted to kill that guy."

      "Oh, is that all you think about?"

      "That and fucking you."

      "Two track mind, well it's better than most guys." She unlocked the door and turned back to him, "Don't go anywhere."

      "Yes ma'am."

 

      Mirrors! Her hair looked like a rattrap, she ran her fingers through it until it looked less messy. She washed her hands quick and went out. He wasn't there when she opened the door.

      "Angelus?" She asked quietly as she walked around toward the front, "Angelus?" She looked out and he was pumping gas. He smiled at her and she took the key back inside. She grabbed some muffins and milk and a Snickers and went to the counter as he came in.

      "You're gonna eat all that?"

      "It's not that much, believe me."

      "Buffy, why don't you go outside and wait for me." She looked at him and then left. Five minutes later he came out with her food.

      "Your breakfast my lady."

      "He's dead isn't he?" He was silent. "I'm assuming that the silence is a yes."

      "Yes."

 

      He watched her face and she didn't flinch, she grabbed her muffin and hopped up on the hood of the car. "We left a dent." She said laughing.

      "Yes we did. I guess American steel isn't as good as they say." He sat next to her. "So you said two boyfriends?"

      "Yes, Parker and Riley."

      "What kind of names are those?"

      "What kind of name is Buffy?"

      "I like Buffy, it's intimidating, Buffy the Vampire Slayer, it wouldn't sound as good if your name was Jessica."

      "True. Want some?" She said offering the Snickers.

      "No, chocolate just isn't as good when you're dead."

      "I wouldn't think so, but how would I know? I was only dead for one teeny little second."

      "So tell me about them."

      "Who?" She asked. "I'm ready, we should get going, daylights coming."

      "We've still got a couple hours."

      "Still, let's not take any chances, I don't feel like watching you go up in smoke, it's not my idea of a fun filled activity."

      He had no idea what was going on in her head. She didn't care when she watched him kill the old guy and she didn't even rush in to save the employee. "Okay, but tell me about them. Did you fuck them?"

      "Yes. Parker was a one-night stand, I liked him, but he didn't call afterward, the jerk. He swore up and down that he liked me and told me that I was special, and then nothing, he brushed me off. I've been with Riley for a few months now."

      "You were with... you're with me now."

      "That's what I meant. But he still thinks we're together."

      "That's going to change, you need to tell him it's over, then I'll kill him."

      "Make it painful."

      "What Buff?"

      "For Parker, make it painful, he's a jerk, he's probably done the same thing to almost every girl on campus, and he wasn't even good."

      "What would you have me do?" He looked over at her and she was sitting with her back against the door, her legs in his lap.

      "Well, I've never tortured anyone before. Maybe some fire, that would hurt, what would you do?" She asked putting her hair up in a ponytail.

      "You can watch and get ideas."

      "Cool."

      "So what about Riley?"

      "I don't know. I think he loves me, he says he does anyway."

      "You don't sound convinced."

      "I'm not, I mean, he won't even go down on me."

      "WHAT?" He couldn't say as if he was mad about that, since she should have never been with anyone else to begin with. The Soul he could understand, but other guys? He couldn't fault her really, he should, but he couldn't because it was because the Soul dumped her that she'd rebounded with college guys.

      "He won't. He hasn't and it's not like we've only been like twice, he just won't. It's unnatural, fighting is foreplay to him. Yeah it was fun the first time but come on... little Iowa boy was raised very traditionally."

      "So was I."

      "That's true, so you see my problem. Otherwise the sex is okay, but it's not like the end all. It doesn't even come close to you honey." She closed her eyes and curled up against the seat and she was soon asleep.

 

      "Buff, wake up, we're here."

      "Where will we go first?"

      "Well, you want clothes, right? We can stop at the college or at your house."

      "My house first I think, I haven't been home in a while. But no biting my mother, okay?" He was quiet and she didn't like it. "Hey! I'll stake you if you try my mother, understood? And none of my friends either. Got it?"

      "Not even Xander? He doesn't like me."

      "No, he doesn't like Angel, he hates you with a fiery vengeance, but still, he's my friend, so no biting at all. If you don't promise me, then we'll just go back to LA."

      "Buff, you really have no say over where we go. I'm in charge."

      "Then you won't be getting any from me. No biting. Promise or be dust."

      "Fine, I promise."

      "Look at me and promise. Swear it on our blood."

      "I swear." His eyes looked convincing enough, but she wasn't sure. She took her pocketknife from her purse and cut the palm of her hand and did the same to his.

      "Swear it." She demanded as she grabbed his hand and their fingers interlocked.

      "I swear Buffy."

      "If you break that promise, there'll be no place you can hide from my stake."

      "I love you Buff, you're so determined. It's one of your best qualities." They pulled into her driveway and he leaned over to her and their lips met. He slipped his tongue inside her mouth and she welcomed it.

      "Okay, let's get inside, it's almost dawn." She opened the door and went inside.

 

      He tried to follow her in but was repelled. "Buff, you have to invite me in, you never invited me in after you revoked my invitation before." Suddenly he smelled someone familiar. "Buff, invite me in."

      "Come in Angelus." Hearing those words out of her mouth was like no other sound, but he had to find that smell. He followed her into the dining room and froze. "SPIKE? What the hell are you doing in my house?"

      "Oh Buffy, Spike came over for some tea." Her mother said. "You want some?" She looked up and was surprised to see him for sure.

      Just then Spike looked up and saw him. "Peaches, what brings you to town?"

      He went over to his deceitful childe and whispered in his ear, "Guess again Spike. Daddy's home and you've been a very bad boy."

 

 

~El Fin~

 

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