RATING: NC-17 for B/A(us) smut, bondage and anal sex. Oh, and swearing, but if you’re reading smut, then I think you can handle it, haha.
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"Buffy. On time. I’m impressed."
Buffy swirled around, stake held limply by her side as she looked at her demon lover. "What’s that supposed to mean?"
"Ha. Don’t tell me you forgot about last night. I was waiting here fifteen minutes in the rain."
"Well excuse me if I wanted to go home first to change into something more graveyard friendly. You know, rolling around in vamp-dust is not exactly my idea-"
From the corner of her eye, Buffy could sense her friends.
"Not exactly my idea of how you’re gonna die, Angelus." Buffy pulled into fighting stance as the Scooby Gang formed behind her.
"Hey, Buffy, we’re right behind you." Xander alerted the Slayer of their support.
Angelus let out a bark of laughter. "Yeah. And you’re gonna do what?"
"Stake your sorry ass all the way back to hell." Willow proclaimed with her resolve face, shocking everyone.
"Uh-huh, like to see you try."
"So would I, Dead Boy, but just so you know- hey!" Xander was cut off as Angelus grabbed Buffy and ran, effectively kidnapping her.
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"Put me down, cave-man!!"
Angelus reluctantly let down his protesting cargo behind some shrubs in the cemetary.
Buffy picked herself up, dusting herself off, and started heading back the direction they had come.
"Where the hell do you think you’re going?" Angelus growled as he grabbed her wrist.
"Back. They’re gonna be worried."
"I don’t think so, lover."
"You want the deal to keep going, we’re going to keep it from my friends. And for that to happen, they can’t walk in on us."
"That was never part of the-"
"Yeah, well I’m making it part of the deal. God, Angelus, it’s not like all of this wasn’t your fault."
"MY fault? What the-"
"Yes, Angelus, it’s all your fault. If you hadn’t fucked me in the rain last night, I wouldn’t have this damn flu bug. And if I wasn’t sick, then they wouldn’t have come patrolling."
Angelus’ slap on Buffy’s cheek rang in her ears. As did his biting words.
"Buff, you may be part of my grand scheme of things, but you’re playing my game now. You do NOT call the shots."
Buffy set her jaw and bit back on the oncoming tears as she slid over to him, catching him off-guard, and kissed him viciously. Angelus could do nothing but react instinctively, instantly returning her voracious kisses, bringing both hands up to roughly tweak her breasts beneath the fabric of her shirt. Buffy had used one hand to pull him closer by the neck and the other had snaked down their bodies to caress his quickly hardening cock.
Buffy withdrew from the kiss, hearing the voices of her Slayerettes, and broke her bottom lip open, filling Angelus’ mouth with her blood and eliciting a growl.
"Plenty more where that came from, lover." Buffy whispered huskily as she retreated towards the voices before Angelus could act.
"I’ll be damned." Angelus muttered to himself as he left, surprised at how quickly the Slayer was coming to learn things his way.
Buffy broke into a run, approaching Willow breathlessly.
"Oh, God, Buffy, are you okay?"
Buffy nodded as she spluttered, coughing her lungs out as she braced her hands against her knees.
"Geez, Buffy, you sound like an old man." Cordelia entered, tactful as always. "Half the school's out with this flu. It's a serious deal, Buffy. We're all concerned about how gross you look."
"I'm touched. Really. But I have work to do." Buffy wheezed in between her coughing bouts.
"Buffy, you shouldn’t be patrolling, one night of rest is not gonna kill you."
"No, but it might kill somebody else."
"You mean Angel might." Xander jumped in. "Buffy, I think he just proved to all of us that now is not the time to challenge Angel for the ultimate fighting championship. He's at full strength, you're only half a Slayer."
"Yeah, but I'm still the Slayer." Buffy bit back viciously, still feeling Angelus’ slap against the tender flesh of her cheek. "Damnit what the hell were you guys doing out here anyway, I........I... " Buffy faltered, feeling dizzy, "Oh...."
Buffy fell to the ground, unconscious.
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Buffy woke, slowly, from her hospital bed, holding her head in both hands. She started as she pushed her hair back from her face. "Angelus. Wh-what.... how-"
Angelus smirked from his chair across the room. "Good to see you too, baby."
Buffy sighed as she realised the pointlessness of it all. She rolled her neck and looked away as she asked wearily, "What do you want, Angelus?"
"Put it on." Angelus said evenly, tossing something into her lap.
Buffy looked down at the thin piece of black, silk ribbon, ornately decorated with tiny red jewels and intricate designs woven in silver thread. It looked just long enough to fit around her slender neck.
"What’s this?"
"A collar, genius, what’s it look like?"
Buffy scoffed, "There is no way in hell I’m wearing a-"
Angelus held up his hands in mock defeat, "Hey, that’s fine. I guess I’ll just have to wake your White Knight out there-"
"Xander.."
"Yeah, good ol’ Xander. I’ve actually got a score to settle with my old buddy. No one, but no one goes near my woman and gets away with it..."
"Hey," Buffy burst out, "You had your fun after the spell, which, may I remind you, resulted in nothing-"
"Or I could just remind him that I got to you first. And second, and third, and..." Angelus rambled in an almost bored tone, "but hey, who’s counting? I also hear that the associative memory works well with visuals, not to mention smell..."
"Okay, okay, it’s on." Buffy got the picture as she reached behind her neck and connected the delicate clasps in, what Angelus considered, a satisfying click.
"See, Buff? Things are just so much easier when you follow my orders. And now, you can’t possibly forget who you belong to." Angelus walked over to her with a chuckle, bending and kissing her forehead in a deceptively tender fashion before leaning down to her ear. "Oh, and if you ever decide to take it off, Buff, I’ll make sure to use it to hang one of your little Slayerettes."
Angelus stood up and strolled out, whistling Beethoven, when he suddenly stopped at the door. "Oh, and Buff? I expect to see you at the mansion on Crawford Street in three nights time. I haven’t forgotten your little rant about romping about in the cemetary, and I quite agree. We don’t get to use chains there."
Buffy scowled at her lover standing at the door, "Fine."
Angelus laughed, "And you say I don’t care." He turned on his heel as his attentions fell upon the boy sleeping by the door, awakened by the sound of his arrogant voice.
"Just a couple more minutes," Xander mumbled, still not fully conscious.
Angelus laughed as he walked down the hall. How that boy ever came to worry him was beyond his comprehension.
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"Angelus?"
Buffy tread carefully through the curtained entrance of the mansion.
"Buffy," Angelus answered, striding towards her in nothing but those delectable leather pants of his, "glad you could make it."
"Wouldn’t miss it for the world." Buffy replied in a droll tone, biting back her all-too-natural response of lust at the sight of her lover. "Okay, so can we get this over and done with? I have a ton of chemistry homework waiting for me at home."
Angelus grinned, "You and I both know, babe, that you are not gonna be let off that easily this time. I’ve had to wait almost a week for you. You’re not leaving this house until I get my fill. Or, more accurately," Angelus cornered her and pinned her to a wall, thrusting his groin against hers, "you’ll get yours."
"Yeah, yeah, yeah," Buffy returned blandly, "all talk and no- FUCK!" Buffy swore repeatedly at each of Angelus’ demanding thrusts. He had ripped aside her panties before-hand and was now reducing the Slayer into nothing more than mewling noises, head thrashing against the wall.
"Yeah, baby, you got that right." Angelus grunted as he pushed them both closer and closer to the edge. He braced both hands on either side of her head as he ravaged her mouth, making Buffy a full participant as she raised both legs to wrap them around his waist, both groaning now that he had been given further access to her.
Angelus’ delicious mouth left hers as he trailed down to her throat, Buffy’s breath hitching in her throat. As his tongue roughly scraped against the silk of her collar, both were filled with lust as they both fell into orgasm in the knowledge that he completely owned her somewhat traitorous body.
Angelus stepped back from the wall, quickly crushing the Slayer to his chest with his arms to prevent them from disconnecting. He walked up the stairs slowly and with great difficulty as Buffy squirmed in his arms, the thud of each of his steps going straight to her core. He looked down at his bundle as the completely wanton look on Buffy’s face filled his gaze.
"Fuck this."
Angelus threw all pretense to the wind as he gave in completely to his unbridled lust and slammed her against the wall once more. He took her hard and fast, rubbing against already over-sensitized tissue as they came collectively once more.
Buffy looked up at him through hooded eyes as she suggested breathlessly, "I think this will go a lot faster if I just walk."
Angelus nodded and hurriedly set her down as they both scrambled up the remaining stairs and he directed them to a large room of nothing but black and red.
"Well, it’s a nice break from pastels." Buffy noticed before being picked up and thrown onto the bed.
"I think we’ve both done enough talking for the night, don’t you lover?" Angelus asked as he rid himself of his pants and climbed onto the bed after her.
"Oh yeah."
"Ssh. What did I just say?" Angelus scolded before capturing her lips in a searing kiss which the Slayer returned heartily. He broke away and placed his finger on his lips, looking into her eyes to make sure she understood.
Buffy grinned almost ferally, impatient for the fun to begin as she tore off her remaining clothing and pounced on him, effectively tackling him under her on the bed as she attacked his mouth and continued her onslaught down the rest of his body. She trailed open mouthed kisses down his neck, sucking lightly where his pulse might have been before sliding herself down to his nipples. She tickled him by placing light, feather kisses around them before directly latching onto one and suckling like a hungry child.
"Oh, Buffy-"
Buffy immediately raised her blonde head and stared him sternly in the eye. "Ssh."
Angelus grinned, knowing that this new game could have possibilities. He caught his tongue and she continued down his abdomen, lingering at his navel before reaching the coarse hair just below. She leaned down and caught his rising cock, licking the under side before giving the tip a small kiss. Angelus hissed in anticipation as she stopped and looked at him again. He silenced himself before she started sliding a centimetre of his length into her mouth, then sliding it back out again.
She continued this process, going deeper and deeper each time, increasing her tempo before Angelus could barely stand it. It took all of his willpower to withdraw himself from her hot, sweet mouth and swap their positions, Buffy now laying under him and prone to his will.
Angelus started by kissing her deeply, thrusting his tongue into her welcoming mouth before he started imitating her earlier journey. He laid his face within the valley of her breasts and grinned to himself. Oh yeah, pay-back was a bitch, but she had never met Angelus, now had she?
Angelus placed the same light, feather kisses around her nipples, barely grazing her skin until he added his tongue into the last kiss, Buffy writhing beneath him. She was struggling to keep her voice in check and Angelus rewarded her by covering her breast fully with his mouth, sucking mercilessly while his hand came to her other breast, pinching and caressing in time with his mouth.
Angelus smirked as he continued down, his little Slayer was doing quite well. He stopped at her crotch, breathing in her scent before delving into her depths with his tongue, licking every crevice but carefully avoiding her clit.
Buffy was breathing harder now, lines of concentration marring her gentle forehead. She gasped suddenly as Angelus closed his lips around her clit, sucking none too softly as she bucked her hips and came in his mouth.
Angelus grinned, his face covered in her juices as he travelled back up her body, breaking the silence.
"Very good, Slayer, you win this round." Angelus kissed her, forcing her to accept the taste of her essence. It made her feel so perverted, so dirty, so..... good.
"Now you get your prize." Angelus revealed, rolling them both around so that she was on the top. He lay beneath her, motionless. "I’m all yours."
Buffy grinned at the chance to finally be in complete control as she moved to straddle his thighs, the sight of his full blown erection greeting her gaze.
"Well you just gonna sit there and admire the view or- UH!"
Angelus grunted as Buffy caught him by surprise in turn, grinding herself down onto his cock. She raised herself up slowly, clenching her muscles, holding him in by the tip, before slamming herself back down again. Angelus growled, affected by her teasing as he placed both hands on her hips, forcing her up and down while she braced herself on his chest, giving herself more leverage. She worked herself into a frenzy, their raw cries of pleasure filling the room and echoing throughout the mansion. She thrust down one more time, before both their lusts were temporarily fulfilled, Buffy collapsing onto his cold, hard chest.
They lay there for a minute, a tangle of limbs, before Angelus extricated himself from his lover and walked over to a nearby chest.
"Are we done now?" Buffy asked breathlessly, hoping deep inside that she didn’t need to go home.... just yet.
"Oh no, lover, we are far from done. We will always be far from done, do you understand?" Angelus turned back to her, chains in hand, "You know, I really should be punishing you for making me wait so long." He ran his fingers across the cool metal, contemplating what to do next. "But, you have learned to please me so well. Hmm what to do, what to do........ Oh what the hell, I’ll go through with it anyway. Ever been fucked in the ass, lover?"
Buffy paled, "N-no."
"No, of course not. If you had I woulda known. Hell, I woulda been there. Always wanted to grab your cute little ass and-" Angelus stopped abruptly, looking over at the Slayer. "Buff, God, you look like a rabbit caught in headlights. You’re not scared are you? Oh this is classic! The almighty Slayer afraid of a little anal sex!"
"No! It’s just.... well.... it doesn’t hurt, right?"
"Oh, no, baby, I can make it hurt like hell." Angelus grinned at the look on her face at that revelation. "But, you’ve been such a good little student, you’re gonna love every second of it. I’ll make you beg, Buffy," Angelus proceeded towards her, his possessive stare sending waves of desire over her once more. "I’ll make you beg for me to stop, to never stop. I’ll make you beg for more, baby,"
Mesmerised, Buffy let him chain both wrists to either posts of the bed, making her face away from him. He lazily placed kisses along her spine, mumbling into her skin, "Just let me take care of it, hmm, baby?"
Buffy nod obediently, already becoming aroused, mostly from the raw lust in his voice.
The bed bounced up slightly, relieved of his weight as she heard him opening a drawer and then feeling him clasp her around the waist, joining her on the bed again.
Angelus rest his forehead between her shoulder blades, "I’m gonna make you scream, Buffy, make you come so hard you won’t remember your name." His fingers came around her and began circling her breasts, caressing them into two hard peaks before walking them down her taut stomach and plunging two, then three fingers into her core. Buffy thrust herself back, grinding against his erection, Angelus moaning at the friction. He continued the slow pumping rhythm he had established with one hand before dipping his fingers into the jar of lube and bringing his fingers to rest just above her back passage. He gently eased a singular finger into her, causing Buffy to gasp and clench her muscles against the invasion.
"Ssh, baby, just relax and let me take care of it."
Buffy nodded, unseen by Angelus who had slid the finger all the way in, starting to pump into her with the same rhythm of his other hand. Once she was comfortable with that, he slid a second in and then a third, increasing the tempo of both hands until she was thrusting back into him.
"You ready for me, baby?" Angelus asked, voice ragged with need.
Buffy nodded again, unable to do much more. Quickly his fingers withdrew from her ass and were replaced by his thick, rampaging cock. He pushed gently forward until he could go no further. He stayed there, waiting for her to adjust before pulling back and pushing into her again. He began to make his movements faster, his fingers and cock reaching the same rhythm, his other hand snaking around to manipulate her breast.
Buffy was completely lost to the sensations. She was completely open to him, completely vulnerable within the chains. She whimpered and began to roll her hips to the rhythm that had been set. Angelus was caught by surprise, thrusting harder and faster into her at both ends before pinching her clit and nipple, spilling into her as she drenched his fingers with her fluids.
Angelus quickly undid the chains from her wrists as they both fell bonelessly to the bed.
"Same time tomorrow?"
"Oh yeah."
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END PART 5
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"I love you, but I'm afraid to love you." - So Real, Jeff Buckley
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FEEDBACK: The only way you’re gonna get more: Bulletproof
TIMELINE: Series veers off after Surprise.
SPOILERS: Season 2.
SUMMARY: Interrupted, scheduled sex.
DISTRIBUTION: Knock yourself out.......not literally though.
DISCLAIMER: They belong to Joss and all associated big money ppl/corporations.
AUTHOR’S NOTES: This one’s for Cheryl for reminding me that people are actually reading out there. Thanks!!
"It's never over. She's a tear that hangs inside my soul forever." - Lover You Should've Come Over, Jeff Buckley
"I'm not with you, but of you." - I Know We Could Be So Happy Baby (If We Wanted To Be), Jeff Buckley