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 “Possessions” (Sarah McLachlan).
NOTES & WARNINGS : Entire
series has : rape, torture, character deaths & pain (these things are not
in every part).
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He plunged his tongue deep into her mouth furiously. She met his
force with her own. She was wrapped up in the evil that he held, the desire and
passion, the intensity with which his hands grabbed at her breasts through her
shirt. The mutual desire they both had to be there. It was hot that night and
she wanted nothing more than to be naked beside him, feel him enter her body
and bathe her in his cool essence.
He could feel her
starting to sweat; her skin was moist and warm as he got through one layer of
clothes. He threw her shirt aside and listened to her sweet heart pulsing for
him, for this moment, for the moments to come and the danger in the room. He
began moving his kisses down to her neck and she was not afraid, she was
anticipating what he would do. Her mouth was busy on his shoulders and ears.
Her fingers ran through his hair and down his back and he felt her nails
lightly pressing into his back. He refused to think about what he felt now; he
was lost in the moment, no lies, no secrets, no hesitation, just pure ecstasy.
//Listen as the wind blows from across the great divide
Voices trapped in yearning
Memories trapped in time
The night is my companion and solitude my guide//
His cool tongue grazed
her nipple before taking it into his mouth, his mouth locked over her and began
suckling from her. One hand was busy at her zipper and the other was on her
other breast, pinching and manipulating her nipple, molding it between his
hands. She moaned at his torment and encouraged him. He was already naked, she
was lucky, it was he who had most of the work to do. She slowly lay down next
to him, hoping to get him out from under the sheet. She kicked off her shoes
and let out a yell when she could quite get one off.
He looked at her and
proceeded to lay her down flat on the bed and as he moved down, he took her
jeans and panties with him, and once at the foot of the bed, helped get the
boot off.
He glanced at the door,
it was locked, good, he didn't need any company as he fucked her, and he
certainly didn't want an audience. He inhaled her sweet intoxicating aroma as
he kissed his way up her legs to her inner thigh. She was venomous to him, a
poison that he desperately wanted it. She moaned as he tickled her lightly with
his tongue before plunging it into her. He followed his tongue with two
fingers, pushing as deeply as he could get them.
"Uh..." she
said, as she thrust her hips up toward the source of pleasure. He licked her
swollen clit as he took it in his mouth for a moment. He savored its flavor,
and her scent; it was drenched in her essence. He felt her nails digging into
his ass, trying to push him over on his side. He felt her kisses and nips on
his legs. She wanted him, and he badly wanted her to take him in her mouth.
However he did want her to know he was in charge, so he lay firm against the
bed, and began sucking on her furiously and her nails scratched at his back and
she screamed out.
//Would I spend forever here and not be satisfied
And I would be the one to hold you down
Kiss you so hard
I'll take your breath away and after I'd wipe away the tears
Just close your eyes dear//
She felt his mouth, his
heavenly mouth, sucking and lightly biting her, his fingers buried deeply
inside her, his other hand on her breasts. She closed her eyes and let herself
go, forgetting her name, forgetting all reality, just getting lost in the
moment. She screamed as she came and he quickly attending to cleaning her off,
licking every drop he could get. Then, he rolled over, an open invitation? She
looked down at him questioningly.
Good, she asked
permission and he sat up and took her head and pushed it to him and moaned as
her lips grazed over the tip of his cock. He then lay back, holding her head
there. His fingers entangled in her hair and he forgot about what was right or
wrong. She was his. She believed it now, or did she? He sat up and took her
head, and she looked into his eyes.
"You're mine!"
He growled. "Do you know that?" She nodded. "SAY IT!" He
screamed.
"I'm yours
Angelus."
"Beg me for
it."
"Please, I want you
in my mouth so bad... I'm yours, I know that now, I was wrong before, but I
know now... please..." He smiled, tossing his head back laughing his
sadistic laugh. He pushed her face back into him and she resumed her work.
He was beautiful, man or
demon, it didn't matter, his body was heavenly. So perfectly formed and his
cock was huge, not that she had anything to compare it to, he had been her
first after all. She kissed the tip and licked it down the side and his moaning
encouraged her. She didn't understand the need for his outburst earlier, maybe
just to reinforce the fact that he was in control, that he owned her maybe.
She didn't care, it
didn't matter. She wanted him so badly.
//Through this world I've stumbled so many times betrayed
Trying to find an honest word
To find the truth enslaved//
He let her go, he
succumbed to the feelings when she took him deep into her mouth. He let out a
scream, her name and it encouraged her as she began sucking and biting, moving
his cock in and out of her mouth, slowly at first, but she gained speed. Now he
was the one under her control as he shot his seed into her mouth, half
expecting her spit it out, but she didn't. He looked up at her and she had
already swallowed it and was licking her lips.
She joined him at the
end of the bed, crawling down to him, gasping for air as his hands encircled
her waist. He took her bottom lip into his mouth and began sucking on it and
that practically threw her into another orgasm. She grabbed at his shoulders.
"You like?" He muttered and all she could do was moan. He laughed.
He then pushed his
tongue into her mouth, and she tasted herself lingering on his tongue. She
couldn't get enough of him. She pulled him toward her; desperately wanting to
feel him push his way inside her, thrust himself into the very core of her
being. He began kissing and sucking on her neck a little. "Please
Angelus... please..."
"Are you
begging?"
"Yes, please...
give me what I want."
"What do you want?
Tell me."
"You."
"Tell me
more."
"I want you to
force your way inside, I want you so far into me that I can't think straight
and can't even breathe." He looked into her eyes, and slipped above her,
she breathed a sigh of relief as he positioned himself. She reached down to
him, grabbing at his cock, trying to make him go in, but he just laughed.
"Please Angelus... please... please..."
Satisfied that she knew
who he was and what she wanted, he grabbed her wrists and pushed them into the
bed above her and slammed himself into her and she screeched. He'd never heard
anyone scream that loudly. She was tight inside, he loved it, knowing it would
cause her some pain; he could already smell a little blood from the force of
his penetration.
He began moving, sliding
in and out and under her breath heard, "I love you." He stopped
immediately.
"WHAT DID YOU
SAY?" He demanded of her.
She opened her eyes and
looked into them, "I love you."
He released her wrists
and punched her hard in the face and she threw herself up to him when he made
contact, consequently thrusting him further into her and she moaned.
//Oh you speak to me in riddles
And you speak to me in rhymes
My body aches to breathe your breath
Your words keep me alive//
"WHAT DID YOU
SAY?" He demanded once again.
"I LOVE YOU! That's
what I said."
"WHY?"
"Because I
do." She began to cry and looked away from him.
"Me?" He asked
trying not to move, but it was very hard not to move, they were already so
close to relentless ecstasy.
"You, I love you
Angelus." He wasn't sure how to process that information. She was crying
and he was going to finish what they started. He began moving once more and her
body automatically responded, joining him in the rhythm and under his breath he
whispered back, "I love you Buffy."
//And I would be the one to hold you down
Kiss you so hard
I'll take your breath away and after I'd wipe away the tears
Just close your eyes dear//
She couldn't believe it
and when she looked at him, he looked as surprised as she was to have heard it
from her mouth. She didn't make a big deal out of it, she closed her eyes and
held her hands firmly on his shoulders, reveling in the feelings, she was
riding the waves of the passion they shared.
He was glad she didn't
make a big production out of it; it wasn't the time to talk. It was the time to
fuck, and they were. He forgot about what he had said when she thrust upward
forcing him deeper inside her. He thrust in and out, pounding into her
mercilessly. Any other girl would have been screaming bloody murder, or would
have died already, but she was meeting his force, thrusting upward as he
slammed into her, screaming his name the whole time.
He felt it coming, and
she squeezing him tight inside her, and he screamed at her torture and the
demon showed itself against his will. He slammed into her, once more, twice
more, and slammed his fangs into her neck. "Uhh..." she screamed as
she continued to thrust herself upward toward him. They exploded together,
feeling his coolness mix with her warmth, bathing her inside and out and he collapsed
on top of her. She held him, her arms around his side.
//Into this night I wander
It’s morning that I dread
Another day of knowing of the path
I fear to tread//
The two lovers lay there
completely sated. He let her blood wash over him, the sweetness of her, and she
did nothing to stop him, she just lay there, with her hands around him. He
rolled off her and shook the demon off and looked at her, blood still on his
mouth. She looked at him.
Neither knew what to do
or say, the whole situation was awkward at best. Night had long since fallen.
They feared the morning but for one night they had given in to each other
completely. They had been honest with each other, but neither dared speak of
the words that had been spoken. There was nothing to say. They simply knew that
they had to follow the path that seemed to make sense, so at dawn, she left.
//Oh into the sea of waking dreams
I follow without pride
Nothing stands between us here and I won't be denied
And I would be the one to hold you down
Kiss you so hard
I'll take your breath away and after I'd wipe away the tears
Just close you eyes dear...//
~El Fin~
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