TITLE: A Typical Afternoon. Honest.

EMAIL: Talkative_alien_4000@yahoo.com or Angels_leather_pants@yahoo.com. Feed me back. or I might have to beg again. And you all saw how ugly that was last time. Could you stand the torture again?

AUTHOR: Amanda Wallace

PAIRING: Buffy/ Angel (of course)

CATEGORY: Complete FLUFF

RATING: Erm. PG-13, maybe? There's a little sexual innuendo, nothing too bad.

SUMMARY: If you're looking for a plot then don't bother reading this, lol, because it's completely plotless fluff in which Buffy and Angel try to spend the afternoon together, but find themselves constantly interrupted.

SPOILERS: Not many, it takes place in my version of Season Four, which has no Riley/Buffy, or evil curse, and Angel's human. Like I said, this is just silly fluff, so I didn't bother taking into consideration that fact that Dawn doesn't generally pass by Buffy's dorm on her way home from school, I just added it for the purpose of this fic. Also, I know that I didn't really capture Dawn's personality very well, please don't flame me about that, I just wrote this quickly as a break from revision, and thought I'd post it.

Buffy stretched languidly and shifted to peer down at her boyfriend, who looked suspiciously like he had fallen asleep. "Angel, honey?"

Angel cracked an eye open and grinned at her lazily. "Hey."

"Just checking you weren't thinking about falling asleep," She replied by way of explanation.

"Baby, you've tired me out," Angel laughed softly before gently rolling over, pulling Buffy's lithe body under his, his hands roaming to play with loose strands of disarrayed hair.

"Yeah, right. I know you still have that vamp stamina because you've conveniently proved it to me on several occasions," Buffy accused him playfully.

"Fine, you've got me, I admit defeat." Resorting to the only option that he knew could end their banter before he lost all shreds dignity; he kissed her, smiling as his lover's soft grumble of protest quickly transformed into a gentle purr of contentment.

"And don't think about starting anything either," Buffy warned after they'd broken apart. "I have a feeling a certain someone is about to make her usual rounds in about," she paused to glance at her watch, "5 minutes."

Angel laughed at the look of annoyance on Buffy's face. "This certain someone wouldn't happen to be your sister, would it?"

"Uh huh."

"She likes seeing you," He told her.

"No, it's an excuse to see *you*," Buffy argued. "In fact if I didn't know better I'd say she has a crush on you."

Angel's eyes sparkled with amusement and he offered her a roguish grin. "I don't think so."

"Anyway, it's either that or she likes to check up on us to see if we've been having sex," Buffy muttered darkly.

"You know you love her really."

"I do," Buffy laughed, "but why she has to stop off at the dorm on the way home from school everyday is beyond me. I don't need a babysitter! Wait, do you think mum puts her up to it?" Buffy asked suddenly, a stricken expression forming.

"Your mum using Dawn as a spy?" Angel raised an eyebrow. "She may not like me much, and she may be protective, but I doubt even she would go that far."

Buffy didn't look convinced, but she allowed herself to relax slightly. "I guess."

"So, are we planning to get dressed?"

"I said I didn't want her to know we're having sex, I didn't say I was willing to put on a load of clothes just to have them taken off again as soon as she leaves." Buffy answered mischievously.

Angel regarded her in amusement. "You don't think her finding us naked will give her any clues?"

Buffy rolled her eyes and slipped out from underneath him, moving to reach out onto the floor in search of clothing.

"I didn't say I wanted you to get dressed," he protested. "I was just pointing out a small problem."

"I'm not getting dressed," Buffy informed him before collecting up Angel's boxers and her sports bra and slipping them on.

"Nice combination," Angel commented, his eye raking over her body in appreciation. "But it still doesn't quite say, "I'm not getting up to anything with my boyfriend'."

"I'll just tell her we've been out patrolling, and that we just woke up from a nap,' Buffy explained calmly before slipping back into bed, enjoying the comfort of Angel's arms encircling her, warming her.

"You've supposedly been patrolling in *that*?" Dark brows rose. "And sweetheart, it's still sunlight."

"Okay," Buffy said slowly, "then we were hunting in the sewers."

Angel's reply was cut off by the sound of knocking on the door. "That'll be Dawn."

"She actually knocked for once?" Buffy observed with raised eyebrows before calling out, "Come on in."

"Hey guys," Dawn greeted them cheerfully, halting with narrowed eyes at the sight of her sister and Angel in bed. "Was I interrupting something?"

"No," Buffy rolled her eyes at her sister's coy smile. "Angel and I were just taking a nap."

"A nap? If that's what you wanna call it."

"We were!" Buffy replied, taking the defensive.

"Well, in that case you won't mind if I stay and get some homework done. I swear my teachers are secretly evil creatures in disguise," Dawn said cheerfully as she flopped down onto Willow's bed and began to unload her school bag.

Buffy turned and shot Angel a look of exasperation before turning back to Dawn. 'I really don't think Willow's gonna appreciate you working on-"

"Oh, don't worry, she told me if ever I needed a quiet place to work I could use her desk and stuff. Don't you think that was really kind of her? And I figured things would be quiet here, since you guys insist you're not having sex." Angel coughed slightly and her bluntness and smile weakly.

"Right."

"Dawn, mum's going to be wondering where you are," Buffy said in a feeble attempt to change her sister's plans.

"Well, the sooner I get this work done, the sooner I'll go."

Buffy narrowed her eyes at her sister. "I swear I was never this devious at your age."

Angel laughed softly and shook his head. "Oh, I'd wager to say you were far worse," he whispered into her ear.

Buffy made a big deal out of sighing before slipping out of bed and moving over to sit next to her sister. "Fine, what are the questions?"

"Hey, aren't they Angel's boxers? Why are you wearing his boxers? And if you're wearing them, what's Angel wearing?!" Dark eyes met blue ones with an unholy gleam of amusement, silently informing Buffy she was on her own with this one.

"Angel's boxers?" Buffy echoed, shooting Angel another frantic glance.

"Buffy's clothes got wet," Angel supplied calmly, adding as an after thought, "In the sewers."

"So you gave her your *boxers*?" Dawn stared at Angel incredulously.

"He had a spare pair here," Buffy interjected, "and so. err. he let me borrow them.coz Will took all my laundry by accident, and-" Dawn rolled her eyes and crossed her arms.

"You guys must think I'm like twelve or something," she accused, causing Angel to smile weakly and Buffy to look at her sister as if she were some form of unpredictable demon. "Your secret's safe with me." She assured the vampire and the Slayer. "A decapitated sister's no use to annoy." Buffy blinked, opened her mouth and then shut it again after opting to keep silent. "You know," Dawn continued conversationally, her eyes glued to Angel's form, who shifted and drew the covers further up his chest uncomfortably under her scrutinising gaze, "you probably want me to go so you can finish having sex and other icky stuff, and come to think of it there's really lots I have to do. so perhaps if I were to leave my work here." She smiled sweetly. "You and Angel would probably get it done ten times quicker then me. I mean, it's *history*. And then I've got some really evil science."

"Out." Buffy growled, rolling her eyes and pointing towards the door. "Don't push it." The Slayer and her vampire watch with bemused disbelief as Dawn disappeared out of the door, shutting it with a final click. "Did that really just happen?" Buffy murmured finally.

"I think so." Angel didn't sound too sure himself. "Come back to bed, beloved. It's getting cold here without you."

"That really did just happen," Buffy repeated more to herself then Angel.

"Spike's been having way to much influence over her," Angel muttered darkly as Dawn's footsteps grew fainter and fainter to his vampire hearing, telling him she was at least out of the building.

Buffy nodded in agreement, returning eagerly to the warmth of her bed and Angel's body. "I know, and now I have to do *her* homework as well as my own."

Angel laughed softly. "I'll help you. Chances are, I've lived through whatever it is she's studying."

"Mmmm, I knew there was a hidden advantage to dating such an old-"

"Quit whilst you're ahead, sweetheart," Angel warned with a mock growl, leaning to place a swift kiss on her open lips. "I thought we were going to finish what you started earlier," Buffy whispered huskily, knowing exactly the effect her breath tickling his ear was having on him.

Darkening chocolate eyes made a smouldering trail down her body. "But were to start?"

The couple froze at the sound of the door handle turning, and Buffy shot up with barely controlled anger. "Dawn, if that's you-"

"It's not," A breathless voice hurried to announce, and both Angel and Buffy blinked in surprise when Willow almost fell through the door and into in the room "Guys. I'm *really* sorry to interrupt, but.. we kinda have a small emergency."

"What's up?" Buffy sighed, resigned to the fact that she and Angel were not going to be favoured with peace and quiet any time soon.

"Well." A crimson blush of embarrassment and guilt coloured Willow's cheeks. "Riley came barging into the library looking for you. and I was in the middle of practising a spell."

"Will. what did you do?" Buffy asked warily, not sure if she really wanted to know the answer. "It wasn't deliberate!"

"Willow?" Willow clasped her hands together and bit her lip; making a little distressed sound.

"He erm. perhaps you'd better come and see for yourself."

Buffy and Angel raised their eyebrows simultaneously. "It's that bad?"

"I think it's worse."

END

Hee hee, I'll leave what happened to Riley to your imagination. If you happen to like him then perhaps he could just have had erm. something not *too* bad done to him. And if you don't. then dream up whatever you like, *grin*.

Amanda :)