The Second Time Is Always
Better
By Pamela Thompson DKS18@hotmail.com
RATING: NC17
CONTENT: M/F consensual sex (Buffy/Angel)
SUMMARY: In response to the Angel the Aggresor challenge
DISCLAIMER: Say it with me "I own none of these characters.
They belong to Joss Whedon, the WB, Mutant Enemy, Sandollar, and
Fox." If they were mine, Becoming would have never
happened. I'll put them back where they belong, promise!
NOTES: This is my first feeble attempt at fanfic, please
don't make me cry, I'm a sensitive child. Big huge thatnks
to Diane, cuz now, thanks to her proofreading, I won't look quite
as dumb. Also, thanks to Lady Sirona and Mistress Angel,
who have totally inspired me! Here goes:
// marks character internal thoughts//
The Second Time Is Always Better
The Bronze was packed. It was Friday night, after the first
week of school, and Everclear was performing. Buffy Summers
was having a grand time dancing with her best bud, Xander
Harris. She had a night off! //This couldn’t
get much better!// she smiled to herself. //Well,
actually, it could. If Angel was here it would be a LOT
better!// That, however, was highly unlikely. //Because
if he came here, then he might actually have fun! Couldn’t
have that!// He was even human again, so they could do all
kinds of fun stuff like go out for picnics in the middle of
the day, but Angel still felt guilt. She glanced back at
the table where her other best friend, Willow Rosenberg, was
sitting
at with her boyfriend, Oz. //Oz is a werewolf. Three nights
a month he has to chain himself up so he doesn’t go on a
killing spree! And he doesn’t brood!// Oh well,
Angel was cute enough that he made up for it.
The song ended. The new one had a slower beat.
Xander and Buffy moved close together and Xander grabbed her hips.
It was funny how if Angel had been doing this, it would have been
so sexy, but it was only Xander it was just fun. //Does
Xander feel the same about me and Cordelia?// She wondered
with a shudder. It had been almost eight months since
everyone found out that the two of them had that whole hateful
passion thing going, and it still was weird. Cordelia
was spending the weekend shopping in LA, so at least Buffy
wasn’t the only dateless one.
Here is the money that I owe you,
Yes you can pay the bills.
I will give you more when I get paid again.
Buffy turned around so that her back was to Xander, and he
grabbed her hips again. They swayed to the beat sexily.
//Might as well. It’s not like Angel is going to see
us and get jealous anyway.//
Yeah, guess I’m doing okay,
moved in with the strangest guy.
Would you believe he actually thinks that I am really alive?
Xander felt a tap on his shoulder and released Buffy’s hips
as he turned around to see her boyfriend behind him. When
he stopped dancing, Buffy turned around to see what was going on
and was more than a little surprised, as well as excited, to see
Angel, with a look on his face that didn’t tell her if he
was angry, hurt, or just not caring.
“May I cut in?” he said in a very deep and sexy
voice.
Xander rolled his eyes, knowing if he refused he’d end up
in lots of pain. “Whatever.”
Angel grabbed Buffy shoulders and pulled her to him. He
slowly ran his hands down to her hips, and they began to sway to
the beat of the music.
Ooh, I will buy you a garden,
where your flowers can bloom.
I will buy you a new car,
perfect, shiny and new.
I will buy you a new house,
way up in the west hills.
I will buy you a new life.
Yes I will.
“I didn’t think you were gonna show.” Buffy
said coyly.
“I could tell.” Angel answered teasingly.
“What is that supposed to mean?”
“It means I saw you pretending Xander was me.”
“What!?!”
“I know, Xander really is a poor substitute, isn’t he?”
He continued, “I should be really offended, Honey.”
“Why would I want to pretend Xander was you?”
Buffy asked. She knew he was baiting her, but she didn’t
care.
“Oh, you didn’t want to, but you were desperate!”
He replied, chuckling at Buffy’s scoff. “You
really, really need me. And I wasn’t here. That’s
why I’m not mad. I’m not fulfilling my
boyfriendly duties.”
//”Boyfriendly duties?” Where is he getting this
crap?// But still, as retarded as it sounded, his voice was
so sexy that it worked.
“I have been telling you that for months! Why are you
starting to listen now? Are you possessed?” She
asked, not completely kidding.
He laughed. Then leaned down and claimed her mouth as his
in a searing kiss. Luckily, he was human now, and also had
to breathe, so it only lasted a few minutes.
“Oh wow! You must be possessed! But who even
cares!” smiled Buffy. //Now if only I could get him to
do more than kiss!//
He leaned over and whispered in her ear. His hot breath
tickled her, and sent chills down her spine, as he whispered,
“By the way, I really like your dress.”
Buffy smiled. She had worn it especially for him, in hopes that he would be making an appearance that night. It was navy blue, nothing more really than a piece of fabric tightly wrapped around her body. It ended at about mid thigh, but was even shorter when she sat down. All she had to do was get him to the damn table and get in his lap. //Yeah, that’ll happen.//
He smiled down at her and said “Aren’t you a little young to be wearing that? Don’t get me wrong, I’m not complaining, but what would your mother say? I can’t believe she let you out wearing that tiny little thing!”
She narrowed her eyes. “She didn’t. Mom is in LA, some convention about owning small galleries. I told you last week.”
He looked very casual, too casual. “Oh, it must
have slipped my mind.”
“I’ll bet.” Buffy replied, playing it cool,
although her heart was beating 100 times faster than normal.
Suddenly, he pulled away from her. “Well, you better
go home.”
“Excuse me?!”
“It’s almost eleven-thirty. You’re only 17.”
“Kiss my ass.”
He smiled, seductively. “Ooh, don’t say things
like that to a guy unless you plan on making good on it.”
//Two can play this game// She smiled equally
seductively as she pressed her body against his. “Who
said I didn’t?”
He grabbed her hand and softly rubbed circles into the back of it
with his thumb. “How about I walk you home?”
Buffy found that she was liking this idea more and more.
“Hmmm, okay. Just give me a sec.”
She walked back to the table where Willow, Oz and Xander were
engaged in some sort of trivia game. She grabbed her purse
and said, “Well, it’s late, I better get to bed -- uh,
go home.”
Willow gave her a confused look and Xander gave her his “yeah
right” look. She shrugged and hurried off. She
had to move fast before the spell on Angel wore off and he
remembered he was Caution Man.
“Bed? It’s not even midnight.” Willow
wondered as she stared at her friend’s retreating form.
“Yeah, it would be early to go to sleep. But I
seriously doubt that her plans include sleep.” Xander
informed her as they watched Buffy grab Angel’s hand and
they headed toward the door together.
“Oh!” Willow said, as realization hit.
As much as Buffy wanted to get Angel in her bed, she did enjoy
these walks with him. So peaceful, so relaxing. Just
the two of them. They didn’t have to talk. It
was just nice knowing he was there. She felt safe.
Buffy knew it was ridiculous -- she was the slayer. But
Angel could protect her from something she couldn’t.
Sure, she could fight vampires or any other demons the
Hellmouth could spew out, but she couldn’t fight loneliness.
Only he could help her with that. In those months that her
Angel had been gone, when Angelus had been there, she was so
lonely. Even when she was in the library with Giles and all
the rest of the gang, she felt alone. Angel was the only
one who could
begin to understand her. Even now that he was human, he
wasn’t really what you could call normal. How many
humans had fed off blood for two hundred and some odd years, had
not been able to go out in the sun, had been sent to hell, then
had left hell after a demon had been ripped from their body?
Not very many, that’s for sure.
They arrived at the her house. This was usually the part
she hated, the part where they said goodbye. But not
tonight. Tonight belonged to them. They could make
love all night long, like they should have done the first time.
And when she woke up the next morning, he would be
there. They could do whatever they wanted the next day.
Go to the park, watch TV, stay in bed. //Hmm, that sounds
nice!// Buffy smiled to herself.
“Well, take care, make sure you lock the door behind you.”
Angel said, as if he were about to leave her at the door.
As if Buffy would let him.
“Excuse me? I don’t think so.” Buffy
dared him.
“Are you suggesting that I go into your mother’s home
with you when she is out of town? How un-gentlemanlike!”
Angel said, feigning offense.
“Oh, but it is gentlemanlike to allow a young girl to go
into a big empty house alone, without checking for dangers that
may lurk inside, without tucking her in, or allow her to awake
from nightmares all alone with nobody to comfort her?”
reasoned Buffy.
Angel pretended to consider it a moment. “Oh, I guess
you’re right.”
“As usual.” Buffy smiled triumphantly as she
opened the door and flicked on the light.
Angel walked in behind her and picked her up in his arms and
kicked the door closed with his foot. He turned around so
that she could bolt the door, then he moved his head from side to
side. “Well, I don’t see any dangerous criminals
down here. We should check your room!”
Buffy smiled at him mischievously. “Sounds like a plan
to me!”
As he carried her through her bedroom door, he began to kiss
her passionately. He decided that the dim light radiated by
the small lamp she had left on was perfect. He gently laid
her on the bed. He thought she looked so beautiful.
Her lips were slightly swollen and red from their kissing, her
eyes were dark with desire. He laid on his side next to her
and gently ran his finger down the side of her face.
“Buffy, I want tonight to be special. I want it to be
like how it should have been the first time.”
She looked at him and smiled sweetly. “As long as you’re
here when I wake up.”
“Oh, I will, my Love, I will,” he promised as he leaned
down and resumed their kissing.
He moved on top of her, with one of his legs in between hers.
She moved her hands under his jacket and he helped her push it
off, followed by his silk shirt. Thinking ahead, he kicked
off his shoes and pulled off his socks. Then he started
moving down her body, leaving her mouth and
moving to her jaw, then neck, then over to her shoulder and down
her arm. When he got down to her hand he sucked on her
index finger. He wanted to taste every bitof her.
After that he moved down to kiss her thigh, and her knee.
He lifted her leg up and licked the under side of her knee.
It drove her wild with desire.
//Who knew that spot was so erotic? Well, obviously Angel.//
Buffy wondered what else Angel was planning on teaching her. //Hmm,
a couple hundred years of experience... I bet there are a
lot of fun things for him to teach me! I’ve never been
so eager to learn!//
Angel went on, kissing her shin and sliding both her heels off,
licking and sucking her toes. How she loved that tongue!
But he had his own plans. She had to be patient and trust
Angel. That was no problem. She knew that Angel, more than
anyone else, would make sure she was satisfied.
Suddenly, he moved back up to her mouth, and their tongues
wrestled savagely. He wrapped his arms around her and
pulled her so that she was on her side. He pulled the
zipper at the back of her dress down, then got up on his knees
and reached for the hem and pulled it down. Her breasts were even
more beautiful than he remembered. He took one of her taut
nipples in his mouth and gently sucked, while rubbing the twin
with his thumb. Buffy moaned deeply. Angel seemed to
know more about what her body liked than she did. He
grabbed the waistband of her silk black thong and she lifted her
hips to aid him in pulling them down. He pushed her lips
apart using two fingers and rubbed her entrance.
“Ohh, Angel!” She moaned.
He loved the way she said his name; it was so full of need, of
raw desire.
She looked up at him, slightly confused. “I don’t
get it.”
Now it was his turn to be confused. “What?”
Buffy grinned. “Why am I completely naked and you’re
only half naked? That doesn’t seem fair!”
A matching grin appeared on his face. “I’m sorry
my Love. You are absolutely right.”
He moved his hands down to the button of his pants.
“I’ll help Lover!” she offered seductively.
Angel allowed Buffy to unbutton his pants and pull down his
zipper. Then he pulled them down and kicked them off the rest off
the way. Buffy, patience not being one of her virtues, put her
hand inside his underwear and encircled him as best she could
with her tiny hand. He quickly pulled down his underwear as
well. He was already hard as a rock and he knew he had to
have her soon!
“Now, Angel?” Buffy begged.
“Anything you want.” He smiled as he spread
her thighs further apart and covered her with his body.
Buffy could hardly stand it. She had waited so long.
He entered her slowly, allowing for her to adjust to his size.
It took every bit of self control he could muster not to start
pumping into her as fast as he could, but she was still quite
virginal.
After a moment, he pulled about halfway out, then thrust back in.
Buffy moaned with pleasure. He continued to pump, faster
and harder. Buffy came, thrashing about and screaming his
name. That turned him on even more. He kept pumping
into her harder and harder, faster and faster. He was so close
and he could tell she was as well. After a few more thrusts
he screamed her name and came inside her. Buffy joined him.
Exhausted, he fell atop her. She wrapped her arms around
him and
smiled, content.
After a few moments, Angel still rather breathlessly teased,
“God, Buffy, I’m a mere mortal, that could kill me.”
Buffy laughed. “Oh really?” She gave him
a playful shove. “Then get the hell off of me and
sleep on the couch. I’ll go call Xander.”
“Oh great, I’m completely exhausted after the best
night of lovemaking in my life! Now you’re gonna make
me fight Xander?”
“Of course not, Lover! I couldn’t stop loving you
if I tried!” She smiled sweetly and kissed him.
“Good! Now shut up and go to sleep!” He
grinned and gave her another kiss.
“Gladly.”
And with that, the slayer and her love fell asleep in each
others' arms, the happiest place they could dream of being.
~Fin
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Okay, I hope that didn't suck too much! That was quite
possibly the
scariest thing ever!