"Buff," Angelus called, "Don't make me ask twice," he warned. It was nearly sunrise and he would have to leave to the safety of his lair soon. But he would not leave without satisfying himself.
"Sleepy," was all the blonde slayer mumbled, before rolling away from him.
If she wouldn't wake up, Angelus would start without her. With that thought in his mind, he laid his naughty little slayer onto her stomach. Buffy was blissfully dreaming away. Or she was until she felt Angelus' cock enter her near virginal pussy with unforgiving force. Moaning, she tiredly tried to dislodge Angelus, but he successfully pinned her under his body weight.
"Angelus! Stop, it hurts," Buffy whined.
"Are you awake?" he demanded with an imperious tone.
"Yes," she pleaded, wincing in pain at his abrupt intrusion.
"You know that we have a deal and I will not hesitate to torture every person who has every met you, if you try to break our deal," Angelus threatened. Buffy felt a tremor run down her body. But was it fear or lust that had her quivering?
"I wouldn't-" Buffy began to protest, but was cut off by a bruising kiss from Angelus.
"I know," was all the dark vampire lover whispered in her ear.
Angelus pulled out of Buffy and allowed her to make herself more comfortable. She was truly a supernatural being, even with tousled hair Buffy looked radiant. Like forbidden sunlight that no vampire should dare to touch, but Angelus didn't like to be told 'no'. Especially not with his prize displayed before him; waiting for his cock to engorge her small, moist body.
Angelus leaned down and claimed possession of Buffy's pink swollen lips. As their mouths dueled, their lower regions began a different battle all together. This time Angelus entered Buffy at an achingly slow pace allowing her time to adjust to his size.
She was so hot and tight, it took all his self control not to cum. Angelus watched Buffy as a few silent tears tailed down her face at the discomfort she was no doubt feeling.
Had she been any other girl, Angelus would have just fucked her to death and been done with her. But Angelus needed Buffy to crave him, if he was going to have an all access pass to her bed. Buffy wiped the tears away with the back of her hand and nodded letting Angelus know to continue.
Buffy felt embarrassed at her tears, but her insides felt stretched out to try and accommodate her lover. And it had been awhile, but she wanted Angelus. No matter the discomfort, that was only momentary. The pleasure was well worth everything.
Running a hand between their bodies, Angelus pinched one of Buffy's sensitive pink nipples. She arched into his hand in response as he now rubbed the firm tip.
Angelus' talented lips nibbled on her shoulder, leaving reddened bite marks. The slayer knew deep down it was wrong to let Angelus bite her like that, but the eroticism surpassed her worry.
Instead Buffy turned the tables and bit hard onto Angelus' neck. The low growl he emitted was further encouragement and Buffy took genuine pleasure in knowing she could affect Angelus.
His hands gripped Buffy hips with bruising force and seemed only to get tighter as the two came closer to the climax. Her hips were now meeting his, trying to take his full length into her. Buffy moaned as Angelus steadily pumped into her, bringing her to climax. Her moans of satisfaction and need were greedily devoured by Angelus' mouth.
As the slayer raked her nails down her lover's back that was all Angelus needed to send him into his own orgasm. Spilling cold, dead seed into her hot pussy was both soothing and messy. Buffy would definitely need a long, hot shower before she went to school.
"I should go," Angelus said standing up from the bed. Turning his back on Buffy he began to redress.
"Was I that bad?" Buffy asked clearly hurt by the fact that he was rushing to get out of her house.
"Buff, I don't have time for this," the frustrated vampire growled.
"Fine, whatever, it was just a meaningless fuck," she declared. Buffy could feel her heart breaking all over again.
"Let's save the witty banter for a different time. It is already to beginnings of dawn and I have to make it back to the where house before the sun fries me," Angelus said. Giving Buffy a demanding kiss before darting into the early morning light. Buffy sighed with relief maybe he wasn't rejecting her. Buffy allowed herself to replay her carnal acts in her mind as she dozed off.
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Jealousy could drive a person over the edge. Xander felt sick with emotion. He had watched Angelus stalk Buffy and stayed in the tree outside Buffy's bedroom to make sure the evil vampire didn't try anything.
Xander knew the bastard had been bothering Buffy and he had innocently decided to watch over his friend. Angelus knew he was there, even taunted Xander a couple of times. But like a true friend the boy remained to make sure no harm came to Buffy while she slept.
But now a wave of nausea rolled over him. How could she just have sex with her enemy? This was his Buffy; the Buffy he knew was untouchable. So how did Angelus get to her? There was more questions then answers.
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"Hey Buff-ster," Xander greeted mustering up as much cheer as he could. Climbing in through her window.
"Xander! What are you doing in my room?" Buffy demanded. The slayer pulled her blankets up to her chin to conceal her nakedness.
"I came to check on you," The teenage boy replied, somewhat dejectedly.
"I'm sorry. I didn't mean to yell at you like that," Buffy sighed and relaxed her grip on her blanket revealing bite marks.
"What were you thinking," Xander demanded harshly, gesturing to her wounds and state of undress.
"How long have you been here?" Buffy asked.
"I saw the whole show," stated Xander.
"Oh god," Buffy whispered in horror, "It wasn't what it looked like."
"Looked like you were enjoying some sex from your nemesis," Xander replied evenly.
"Xander I can explain," Buffy stated.
"And I don't care," Xander retaliated.
"Xander," Buffy sighed.
"Don't! Don't fucking talk to me like everything is fine!" Xander yelled backhanding Buffy. "I loved you and that wasn't enough! You went to bed with that sick fuck who walks around killing and torturing innocent people!"
Buffy was exhausted and in no mood to argue so she simply turned away. But that sent Xander into a whole 'nother fit of rage and before he knew he was punching Buffy repeatedly in the head until he got a lucky shot in and knocked her unconscious.
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Buffy was only unconscious for a moment. She was lost for a moment and then she tried to move, but she couldn't. Buffy found herself securely tied up and there were manacles from her slaying bag to keep her bound and exposed to Xander's prying eyes.
"Xander, don't do this," Buffy pleaded.
"I can make you love me, I know I can," Xander said with a hollow voice.
"Please let me go," she begged.
Xander knew that it would not take long before Buffy would break free from her bonds. He waited till she was conscious, because he needed her to feel him make love to her. Buffy would love him then. Everything would change for them. Kneeling down in between Buffy's legs he unzipped his pants and pulled out his erection.
Buffy's eyes went wide with knowledge at the horrible thing her friend was going to do. She tried shutting her legs, but the bindings around her ankles prevented her from moving other then to squirm. This could not really be happening. It was a nightmare and Buffy would wake up soon. But Xander continued his advance.
Thrusting as deep into Buffy as he could was relatively easy for Xander, since Buffy was still soaked from her previous sexual encounter with Angelus. Thinking about what that asshole did to corrupt his beautiful friend aggravated Xander into furiously pounding into Buffy's sensitive flesh.
"Stop! Ow! Xander don't," Buffy screamed.
Buffy repeatedly cried out in protest, but still he wouldn't stop. He was hurting her badly with his inexperienced and frenzied thrusts. Buffy began to mentally shut down and just lay there hoping it would be over soon.
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"Buffy, you missed school today. I'm here with notes from your missed classes," Willow called into the nearly silent house. She could faintly hear sniffling upstairs and decided to follow the sounds. "Buffy?"
Willow had to fight back the sudden urge to vomit. Buffy lay on her bed naked and bound. There was dried blood and dark black bruises on her crotch area. Plus the purple bruises that littered the once beautiful girl's body. It was haunting the way that Buffy continued to stare out the window.
"Buffy!" Willow screamed and struggled to remove her friend's bonds. Finally Willow was able to free Buffy, but her friend continued to lay there on her bed mindless of her nudity.
"Buffy, what happened?" Willow asked. All the while stroking the side of Buffy's face. Buffy did not answer her; she continued to lay there in shock. "Buffy I'm going to call Giles." Then the red head dashed out of the room and head to the kitchen to use that phone.
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"Hello lover," Angelus purred as he climbed in the window of Buffy's bedroom balancing a dozen roses. He was pleased to see his mistress was already naked and waiting for him. Angelus set the flowers on Buffy's dresser, when the smell of blood touched his sensitive nose.
"Buff," Angelus growled. He could smell the rape, it was overpowering.
"Get out," Willow yelled shoving a cross into Angelus' face.
"What is going on here?" Angelus demanded, swatting away the cross.
"You should know, rapist," Willow spat at him.
"Willow, I did not have to rape the slayer. She willingly came to me," Angelus bragged.
"And you left her like this," Willow said accusingly.
"Why would I do that?" the vampire replied indignantly.
"Because you're evil," the little red head responded.
"She is my possession. Think Willow, where in any book does it relate this sort of behavior to me? I would be much more methodical," Angelus leered at her.
"Alright, if you didn't do, who did?" Willow asked lowering her cross.
Angelus took a strong whiff of the air around Buffy and picked up a distinctly unwelcome sent. Xander…
"I don't know," Angelus said shifting from foot to foot, "I should go." Angelus intended to hunt down the dip-shit that touched his property and harmed his lovely toy. Xander would pay dearly for the damage he had caused. It made even Angelus sick to see Buffy in such an abused condition.
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"Xander," the dark vampire greeted coolly. Xander had to be deeply stupid if he thought The Bronze would keep him safe.
"What do you want, fang face?" Xander demanded.
"Am I sensing hostility?" Angelus asked, wrapping an arm tightly around Xander's neck. "Raping your best friend; even by my standards that's low," chastised Angelus.
"I have no clue what you're talking about psycho," replied the curly haired boy.
"Let's take a walk," Angelus said dragging Xander out the back door of The Bronze.
"You can't touch me," stated Xander.
"You really think Buffy will protect you now? She is the one who sent me," Angelus laughed, throwing Xander to the pavement.
"Liar," Xander stated.
"Buffy is my girl, she will always be mine. And you have driven her even further into my arms. After all, she will need someone to comfort her. You are going to apologize to her and then I never want to see you near my lady again," Angelus threatened, kicking Xander in the ribs. The boy gasped for air, but Angelus would show no mercy.
Xander was about to receive a personalized lesson from the Scourge Of Europe. Angelus gripped a fistful of Xander's hair and then put his knee into Xander's face, breaking the boy's nose. When Xander feebly tried to defend himself, Angelus snapped his forearm in two.
"Ow! Stop it," Xander wailed.
"Funny to hear you say that. Did you stop hurting Buffy when she asked you to? Judging by appearances I'd say not," Angelus growled stomping on one of Xander's hands. Gripping Xander by the throat, he shook the boy like a rag doll.
"Angelus! Drop him," Willow said holding a cross and stake in her hand.
"Willow," Angelus greeted, shaking Xander once more before dropping him.
"Wills, he's insane. He raped Buffy and is trying to frame me," Xander said crawling away from his assailant.
"Buffy told me what happened. How could you Xander?" Willow asked tears freely falling down her face.
"I made love to her, she was confused by psycho boy," Xander defended.
"So are you here to get some hits in?" Angelus offered.
"No, Buffy asked me to find you. She wanted to see you," Willow said meekly.
Angelus shot Xander a cocky grin; Buffy had proved his point that she was his girl. Xander had a crushed look on his face Angelus was winning over Buffy. Angelus vowed that he would finish what he started with Xander later. He was off to reward Buffy and lavish her with all the attention she wanted.