The First Series
First 3 Angel's Other Side
By : Lady Sirona lsirona@pacbell.net,
Rated NC17 [Buffy/Angel] M/F consensual sex, oral and anal sex, blood
play, BDSM, roleplay
Spoilers: Up to Bad Eggs then the universe splits off from there
Angel’s Other Side"Well, did you two like this little trip?" asked Joyce of the girls as they walked out of the Sunnydale Mall. It was "Girls night out" as Buffy, Willow, and Joyce walked out of the main entrance to the mall, they all sighed the sigh of complete shopping exhaustion.
"Loved it mom, really," answered Buffy cheerily. She always loved Mom sponsored shopping trips. They were so much more fun than when she had to spend her own money.
"Truly been the most fun I've had in days," Willow said. She loved shopping with Buffy’s Mom. She was so much cooler than her own mom was.
"Well, I'm glad. We really should do this more often. Although I don't think that I can afford to." Joyce looked at the packages her daughter was carrying. She was loaded with packages.
Buffy faked a look of surprise. "What, these? This is just bare essentials." Her surprise look was lost and she broke into giggles. She knew she got away with a lot today. Major haul.
Joyce laughed. "I love your idea of bare essentials."
They continued their walk to the car. As they got closer, Buffy's spider sense started to scream in her head. She started to look around, trying her best not to alert her mother to her sudden change in mood. Before Buffy could react, 6 large powerful vampires in game face surrounded them all. "Oh my God," Joyce screamed. Vampires! She had never seen anything so hideous in years!
"Not god woman!" one of the vamps snarled at her and grabbed her by the arms. The grip was as strong as iron. Joyce just knew they were dead.
"Oh, shit. Will, get behind me," Buffy ordered. One of the vamps grabbed Willow and the other four rushed and swept up Buffy who was tangled in the packages. "Oh, this is SO not funny." Buffy was immediately immobilized. She hesitated just a moment too long before going into full slayer mode for fear of her mother seeing her.. That was all they needed to immobilize her.
"Buffy, what are we going to do?" Willow gasped before they were all thrown into a large dark van. The vamps tied up Joyce and Willow with rope after they shackled Buffy down in chains strong enough to hold even a powerful vampire.
"We got you now, bitch," one of the vamps growled at Buffy. He looked at the Slayer. Damn it, he wanted her blood but his master wanted her alive. He was right. His plan did bag the Slayer.
"What the hell is going on?" Joyce demanded. She looked at the Vampires. Her memory told her they usually didn’t capture their prey this way. Why did they do so now?
The vamp slapped Joyce across the face. "Shut up Bitch! You're just insurance to make sure the Slayer stays in line. But if you mouth off, you are expendable." Joyce’s jaw dropped. A Slayer?
Buffy rattled the shackles, knowing that she and her mother and Willow were going to die if she didn't do something quick. "Let my friend and my mother go, fang face."
"You are in no place to make demands. The master will deal with you. Step out of line and I will taste just how good your mother's blood really is." The vampire flashed a fang filled smile at Buffy and Joyce, as if to make his point clear. Buffy decided it was best to keep her mouth shut. She couldn't put her mother in any more danger than she already was.
Joyce looked closely at the vampires. Her memory started to return from the recesses of repression. Shit, these were vampires! They were real, honest to God vampires. The likes she hadn't seen in... 18 years now. They had said something about the slayer. Oh, my God, Willow or Buffy is the slayer! Just like her cousin Ruth. Deep in her soul, she knew that it had to be Buffy. It all started to fall into place.
"Buffy, what are we going to do?" Willow whispered. She had been in similar situations… except this seemed hopeless.
"I don't know, Will. As long as I can get you and mom out, I'm expendable." Buffy turned to her mother. "Mom, you OK?"
Joyce looked at Buffy with wide eyes. "You're the slayer?" She prayed, even as she asked the question, that she was wrong. She knew of Slayers and prayed her daughter wasn’t one
"Yes, I am. Wait, you know about slayers?"
Joyce dropped her head down to look at the floor of the van. "My cousin Ruth was a slayer," she said softly.
Buffy shut her eyes tight. "I'm sorry Mom, but I didn't pick this job. Right now, I have to get you and Will out of here alive." She looked around. It didn’t look likely. Her only hope was that she had a date with Angel after shopping, and so he would go looking for her….
The vampire got tired of his prisoners conversing and kicked Joyce in the side. "Silence bitch!" Joyce rolled over with a cry and moaned feeling broken ribs grind together.
"Hey!" Buffy screamed. "MOM!" Her worst nightmare was happening… her mother was being used to get to her!
Joyce hardly noticed any of it. She was deep in pain from her ribs and the thought about Ruth; her life, her passions, her death. Her baby was a Slayer…and now she too would fall. Just like Ruth before her. Tears filled Joyce’s eyes.
Buffy watched her mom sadly and then went back to surveying the vamps for weaknesses. Unfortunately there were few. They were organized, and very well controlled.
The van continued to drive on as the passengers sat in silence. After quite some time, they finally arrived at an old abandoned warehouse.
They were dragged out of the van and into the warehouse. As their eyes adjusted they were brought before a vampire sitting in an ornate chair, almost a throne. He blonde and blue eyed. He was handsome in a cruel and calculating way. Buffy thought, and realized she had never seen him before.
Joyce choked looking at the vampire. “Jerrick!” She looked as if she had seen a ghost, and was ignoring the vampires in game face that surrounded them.
Buffy was amazed. “Jerrick? You know this guy mom?” Her mom knew a vampire? She has a very bad feeling. Her mom shouldn’t know vampires. Buffy had kept her slaying away form her mother.
Jerrick looked at Buffy closely, got up and walked around her. “So this is the mighty
Slayer who killed the Master. The mighty slayer who put Spike in a wheel chair and wears Angelus' heart around her neck like a necklace.”Buffy struggled. “Yeah, untie me and I'll do the same to you too asshole.” She told him in a very threatening sweet voice. “I'm talented.”
“Oh I don't think so.” Jerrick chuckled. “I know I am no match for you one on one... I am just about as old as you are... Aren’t I Joyce?” Buffy glanced at her mother. Joyce looked like she was trying to swallow a goldfish...
Buffy was puzzled. “Mom what have you got to do with this? How do you know him?”
He laughed. “Oh what I don't have in age. I do make up in Power.” Buffy snorted.
Joyce snarled at him. “I should have killed you, you son of a bitch.”
Jerrick laughed at her futile venom. She was a sparrow in a hurricane compared to him. Her fire and spice was what made her so attractive though. “Ah but you couldn't. You loved me, so you ran off with that pitiful worm Hank Summers instead!”
Buffy was getting tired of this crap. “Really? Listen blondie, I really have to go; place to go, vamps to stake… and what the hell are you two talking about? Mom, who is this guy?”
Joyce ignored Buffy. “I should have told Ruth where to find you!” She was sputtering and hissing in anger. She was beyond hearing Buffy. Buffy had never seen her this way.
“Ah but you didn't and you couldn't, You loved me, and Lothos made sure it didn't matter anyway.”
Joyce swallowed. Lothos? Lothos killed Ruth?
Buffy shut her eyes and counted to ten. “OK blondie, want to clue me in here? I hate slaying vamps I don't know. Hey Lothos now him I know! Been there, staked him.” She couldn’t help it, she had a proud smile.
Jerrick laughed indulgently. “Be quiet Buffy... we are not talking about your desire for Patricide here.”
Buffy’s heart stopped. Patricide? No! He couldn’t mean what she thought he meant. “My what?”
He looked at Buffy with admiration. “Yes, You have no idea how proud I was to hear that it was you who killed Lothos.”
Buffy sputtered. “What do you mean Patricide? I have a father; Hank Summers, you know him obviously, So why would *you* be proud?”
He chuckled. “I have watched you from a far... and not with the same focus as Angelus... either” He looked to Joyce with a wry grin. “She doesn't know, does she? This ought to be rich!”
“Mmm know what? Mom? What don't I know?” Buffy was starting to have a sinking feeling.
Joyce grimaced in frustration. “No, Hank is the only father she knows. Buffy, Hank isn't your father… Jerrick is.”
“Mom?” Confused hurt look. “Mmm excuse me that's impossible! Vamps and kids; big no no, trust me on this.” Buffy smiled in relief. Buffy looked back at Joyce. “So you were pregnant before he was turned, then?”
Jerrick chuckled at Buffy’s desire to make it into something she could handle. “Oh no it isn’t impossible for vampires to have children, if they are fledglings. I was her lover, and I was turned. Lothos sought to use me a tool to get to Ruth through her best friend and cousin... Joyce... A vampire has the sperm they had on the night they died. No she got pregnant after I was turned. We became lovers, AFTER I was turned.”
“What?” Buffy looked to her Mother pain in her eyes. “Look mom, why didn't you tell me?”
Joyce sighed. “Well it isn't something easy to explain...”
“Oh god” Buffy shut her eyes. She was trying to block them out, along with the horrible realization she was half vampire. She was a Slayer whose father was a vampire. “I don't care, in fact I don't want to know, so just don't tell me anything more… OK?”
Joyce continued in a small voice. “When I found out he was a vampire and was just using me... I ran to Hank... who had always loved me... and he married me. He knew I was pregnant, and he didn’t care, and raised you as his own. He never knew Jerrick was a vampire and your father. I thought I left vampires and Hellspawn when Ruth died.” Tears filled Joyce’s eyes.
Buffy was hanging onto what little control she had with a thread. “I told you I don't care, I don't want to hear this, I'm a slayer I can't have a vampire as a father!”
He was laughing outright in big rolling guffaws. “Any more than you can have a vampire as a lover?”
Joyce spun on Buffy. “WHAT?”
Buffy was astounded. “How do you know about Angel and I.?”
Jerrick laughed coldly. “Seems the taste for the undead is genetic in the women of your family.”
Buffy shook her head. “He's different. At least he has a soul.” * Dear god please let Angel know about this* She watched the vampire. Here was her real father. Damn he was handsome. What did it mean for being a Slayer that her father was a vampire?
Joyce’s jaw dropped. She was horrified. “Your history tutor is a vampire?”
Buffy sighed. The cat was out of the bag. Oh God. “Yeah, but he's got his soul back though, I trust him and love him, he'd never hurt me.” She looked at Jerrick. “So, you just brought us here for a little family reunion?”
He snorted. “That is ripe... Angleus will never hurt you! He is a bastard that puts most vampires to shame... and is one we measure ourselves up against for viciousness and atrocities... I love it!” He chuckled.
“Angel has his soul, Angelus is gone for good. So tell me Jerrick, what do you want? Why bring us together here like this?” Buffy asked quietly.
Jerrick puffed up like a puff toad. “I plan to do what most have wanted to do, but none have done. I am going to turn you. I am your biological father and now I will be your vampire sire! You will be able to chose on which to turn and which one to feed on from the two at you side...!”
“NO!” Joyce and Willow screamed in fear.
Buffy shut her eyes. This was horrible, her worst nightmare, to be turned into a vampire to be killed by her successor. “I'll die first.”
“NO you'll die in the process.” He walked away laughing.
Buffy just stood there wrapped in chains and anger. Willow and Joyce stood beside her, both in shock. The vampires collected them and lead them to a cell and chained to the wall. Buffy was chained on top of being shackled with shackles, which were designed to hold vampires. *I’m not going to get out of here alive. If the others knew what happened we would have a chance, but this way... damn it*
Buffy looked at her mom and Willow. Joyce just sat on the bench hunkering in fear. “I should have killed the bastard… but I couldn't, I loved him.” Her mom mumbled to herself.
Buffy was distressed to see her Mom like this. “Mom, I'm sorry I truly am, it's OK mom, I'll get you two out of here somehow.”
Joyce took a deep breath. “I am sorry I never told you, but I honestly never thought it would come up... This Angel... he is a vampire with a soul? How is that?” She had seen how Buffy looked at Angel and he at her. She knew love when she saw it.
“He got cursed by Gypsies and had it given back to him. I understand, sorry for not telling you anything, should have told you about the slaying, and about Angel, but I couldn’t.” Buffy drifted off. It seemed so bizarre now.
Joyce nodded. “I understand the prohibition against telling about being a Slayer... Ruth never told me... I found out the hard way. She rescued me form vampires and I saw the Slayer in action. This Angel, you love him and him you, and you are... lovers? Was this recently, like this last weekend when I was out of town recently?” She couldn’t believe she was having this conversation in a vampire’s lair. But there may never be another chance.
“I love Angel more than life itself. And yeah, we became lovers this past weekend, only a few times though.” Buffy couldn’t believe she was telling her mother this, but with death facing them, it seemed right to tell her the truth.
Joyce nodded. It made sense. “I thought you were too bubbly this last week...” Her baby, making love. Oh God!
“Yeah, that was the first and last few times. I am sorry mom, I knew you'd freak over an older man, specially one as old as him.” Buffy blushed as Joyce shook her head in disbelief. “He is 245 and still counting…”
Joyce stared at Buffy in surprise. She from conversations with Ruth she knew the average vampire lived less than a month when there was a Slayer in the territory. “Well Ah Yes. I have the feeling if we survive this; we will be seeing a lot of him... Shit, he is getting old isn't he?”
Buffy snorted. “Yeah but he looks great. And yeah, you will be seeing a lot of him.”
Joyce sighed again. This may be her last time to talk to Buffy before they died. “ While we are killing time... why don't you tell me all about the slaying business? How does it work with you?”
Back at Angels'Angel was fretting... couldn’t find Buffy. He got the message she was out shopping with her mother and Willow. Normally a simple thing, this time he had a horrible feeling. He went to the Sunnydale male and found Joyce’s car, but a search of the mall did not turn them up. A closer evaluation produced the keys. They were on the ground under the car... where they look like they had been dropped.
He had gone to Willie’s bar. With a little bit or persuasion he discovered there was a new vampire in town. Jerrick, who was boasting he was going to turn the Slayer in a Bethany [a vampire sex slave]. Angel had gone postal on Willy to find out the location of the new vampire.
He tried to reach Giles but remembered Buffy saying how he had to go out of town for librarian’s convention Snyder required him to attend. Xander was apparently off with Cordelia. He realized freeing Buffy, her Mom and Willow was up to him and him alone.
Angel realized he couldn’t do it alone. But, there is someone who always likes a good blood bath, and is a kick ass fighter... No one other than Buffy would he even consider what he was going to do.
Angel went back to his apartment to prepare for his final battle. Black leather pants with black boots. He slipped on a dark purple velveteen shirt, which hides the fact he was wearing a bulletproof vest. Topped off with a black leather jacket, his battle attire was completed by a Celtic sword on his back, several stakes in his pockets along with jars of holy water...
He will release Buffy if it is his last act... and it probably will be.
*Angels thoughts*
~ Angelus’ thoughts ~Angel sat in his chair and traveled within to his mind to the dark recesses where Angelus was locked away. The color was gray and the lighting gloomy. *Angelus... I need you! I need you to fight. * Angel called to the dark part of his soul.
~ Fuck off Choirboy. ~ Angelus’ dark angry thought could be felt through the link that bound them. Primal and vicious, it was just what Angel needed.
*Either you save her or if she dies we will see the morning sun...* Angel threatened. Without Buffy he could not, would not live. She was his world, his life, and his passion.
Angelus growled. ~ So, you want me to fight this SOB and Save the Slayer? ~ He felt the agreement flow though the link and writhed in anger. ~ You’re insane... I was the Slayer Killer... your fucking crazy, choirboy! ~
*I don’t care. You can do it. I can't do it alone... She dies... and you will too...you want to continue to exist you will save her...* Angel thought firmly and focused his anger at Angelus.
~ I want something else choir boy; I stay in control of the body until dawn... Do that and we have a deal. ~ Angelus chuckled.
Angel stopped. Oh God Angelus in control until dawn? The death the mayhem… he couldn’t do that to save Buffy! *You can't kill humans...! *
~ No... Killing is not what I have in mind... ~ Angelus let out a low sexual chuckle. A vision of Buffy writhing beneath him in the throes of passion filled Angel’s memory.
*NO! You can't… she'll hate me...* Angel felt seriously ill knowing Angelus meant to fuck Buffy.
~ So ask me if I give a shit, she'll be alive. If not, then I will die in the morning along with you, choir boy... As my only offer, take it or leave it choir boy... ~
*But... But.... Oh god...* Angel took a deep breath. She will hate him, may even kill him… but at least she would be alive to do so. * I'll take it... save her* Angel hung his head and relinquished control to Angelus.
Angelus stood from the interchange, and stretched. So long since he controlled the body!
And he is going to spend the night doing wonderful things: Battle, blood and death. Then to be followed by mind blowing sex with a Slayer of all people... Undead life was great!Angelus walked out of the apartment with a feral grin and building anticipation for the battle to come.
Back at the Warehouse...The sentry never saw him coming, before he could register the intruder, he was dust on his boots. Angelus killed and drained the next two he found. He had told Angel he wouldn't hill human, never promised he wouldn't kill vampire.
Jerrick had Willow, Joyce and Buffy brought to the main area. “Well Buffy are you ready to become my Bethany?” He asked her with false concern. She was still defiant. He loved it. A defiant powerless slayer Bethany, he would be the envy of all.
Buffy sighed. “Come on, this is pointless, if you're going to change me do it, but let them go.” Then it dawned on her. The ramifications of what he wanted to do. “Hold on, you want to change me and have incest. Ewwww, major ick factor, you're sick.”
Jerrick chuckled. “Oh no... You will change one and you will feed on the other... I will let you decide which is which after your changed.” he ignored the incest comment all together. That thought does not concern vampires.
“Your sick and twisted, let them go, damn it! After I’m changed what will stop me from killing you. After all, a slayer turned vampire, think of the power. I could kill you in a instant, did you think of that you stupid jerk?”
He smiled. “You will be a weak vampire... I will not give you the full blood. You will be a Bethany, a weak vampire sex slave... too weak to harm me, your sire. What is rich, there is nothing you can do about it!” Joyce and Willow looked at him in horror. The thought of Buffy being s sexual plaything was nauseating.
“I may be made to weak, but what about other people in my life?” Buffy came back at him. “I know one person that will kill you for it. I am sure Angel will have something to say about it.”
“Oh there is a lot I have to say about it.” Buffy looked up to see Angel as he stepped out into the room. She had never seen him this way. Gone was the brooding vampire. In his place stood a warrior.
He had an elaborate Celtic sword in his hand and there was snarl and blood on his face from the feed. He was in leather pants and a velveteen shirt, with leather duster. He just exuded ‘DANGER’. He Slayer senses went berserk. Every instinct told her here stood one of the most dangerous powerful vampires in hunting mode she ever met.
“As for you asshole, I am going to redefine hell for you. You dared to touch MY woman dumbfuck!” Buffy looked totally startled. Angel never talked that way, EVER.
“Angel? Thank god, I didn't know if you'd find us…” She was interrupted as two vampires attacked him and he spun and decapitated one and disembowels another, then beheaded him as the vampire was grabbing for his intestines as they fell to the floor. He smiled a feral wicked grin as he strode toward Jerrick.
Buffy watched him stalk Jerrick with great delight. This was a side of Angel she had never seen bee and she had to admit the Slayer in her liked it! Wild, vicious, and entirely masculine Angel exuded danger and power. *Oh this is going to be fun!*
Angelus snarled at Jerrick. “You have made a major fucking mistake neonate. You are messing with my woman!” A deep growl erupted from his chest as he clips another vampire coming at him, cleaving the head in half, he then punched through the vampires chest pulling out the heart and drinks the blood from it and then squeezed it as the vampire burst into dust... Buffy stared in shock. Angel never let her see him drink blood form a cup!
Jerrick stared in disbelief. “Angelus?” He had counted on Angel the moody soul possessed vampire. He had not counted on meeting Angelus, scourge of Europe, right hand to the Master... Buffy was confused about the question.
“Yes neonate. Angelus... You have taken *my* woman, and I don't take kindly to it...” He spun again and decapitates two more who sought to approach him. “Maybe I should release her and let her kick your ass... it may be fun to watch what she can do to you... she is truly a magnificent Slayer. But for the aggravation you have put me through, I want your ass... But I will give you one option: Drop to you knees and beg her forgiveness... if she grants it... I may make your death quick...”
Buffy tried to get Angel’s attention. “Angel he's strong, I can’t fight him... he's...” She drifted of. He was ignoring her! Her spider sense is wigging out around Angel, and she was confused. “Angel, untie me?” She might as well been talking to a wall. She wondered why Angel had an Irish accent to his unusual speech pattern. Was he that angry? She raised her eyebrows at Angel’s new attitude, *guess he did open up*
Jerrick scoffed at him. “Go to hell Angelus... You’re a wimp, pussy whipped by the Slayer... we all know you lost your fighting and killing edge when those gypsies cursed you with your soul...”
Angelus snarled sliding deeper into game face. “Wrong answer cock sucker!” He attacked Jerrick so swiftly Buffy could barely keep track of his movements. Angelus kicked out with a lethal spin into a martial arts move which drop kicked Jerrick. He never had a chance.
Angelus pinned Jerrick, pulled his head back exposing his neck. Sinking his fangs deep into Jerrick’s neck, he began to drink. Buffy shut her eyes at the site, then opened them, telling herself it was Angel and she was being stupid. Jerrick started to thrash, and fight. Unlike humans, vampires don't die in the process. They experience their draining up to their rendering to dust, and it is a horrible death. Angelus finished drinking as Jerrick exploded into dust.
Angelus stood triumphant. He had decimated Jerrick’s clan and the leader. He stood glutted on blood form his vampire kills. He looked around at the scattered remaining minions who decided that anywhere was better than here, and melt away.
Angelus calmed his battle and bloodlust and morphed back to human. Buffy sighed, already feeling safer. “Angel love, you have wonderful timing!” She blurted. Her secrets were out, to hell with everything. Her man just fought and killed for her and she wanted the world to know she belonged to him!
Angelus turned with a wild challenging smile. “Better late than never?” He went over to Willow and unties Willow and motions to Joyce. “Willow untie Joyce.” As he started to work on Buffy's shackles and frowns.
Buffy was bubbling. “Right on time, can't believe that I'm…thanks… What's wrong Angel?” She was exhausted. She just wanted to snuggle up to him and sleep. Willow had freed Joyce and they were watching Angel. Joyce downright feared him.
“I need to find the damned key.” He snarled under his breath. Watching her chain had turned him on in ways he never thought possible. Angleus went over and sifted through Jerrick’s ashes and came away with the keys and unlocked her.
The Stress and strain told on Buffy and as her restraints were released her knees buckled and she started to drop. Angelus grabbed her and picked her up and cradled her. “Your car is outside. You and Willow head home.” He told Joyce as he turned and disappeared with Buffy into the shadows leaving Joyce and Willow with their mouth open...
Buffy was astounded. This wasn’t like Angel at all. He was always so considerate of her mother. She snuggled into him, burying her head against his shoulder. She sighed. “Angel? What are you doing?” Buffy asked him in a tired whisper.
Angelus was amazed... the only way he ever had a slayer this close in his arms was to carry her dead body. But she was very much alive... and he could smell her arousal at his touch. “I am taking you home.” He stated with a low growl.
Buffy smiled. She would be grounded for the rest of her life for this, but she didn’t care “Ohhh OK” She tipped her head up and gave him a quick kiss. As he carried her all the way to Angel’s apartment, he almost dropped her when she did that. *This is weird… A Slayer wanting to kiss me and not kill me. *
They arrived at the apartment and he entered still carrying her. Buffy was just watching him. He was so forceful and commanding. Gone was the brooding vampire. The one that held her was strong powerful and barely contained lethal danger. She was so aroused she didn’t think she could stand it!“Angel, I love you. You save my life. Did you know Jerrick Angel?” she was running her hands through his hair and loving the deep rumble of pleasure coming form his chest.
“No. No I didn't.” Angelus was jut enjoying the Slayer becoming the aggressor. He didn’t want to talk about his past kills. He wanted to fuck the bitch senseless!
Buffy feels the tension and the passion. “Oh, he was... there's something different about you… I can't work out what, makes my spider sense go all tingly.”
Angelus laid her on the bed and started to kiss her and stroke her. His touch is commanding... not the usually hesitant touch he always had. “Spider sense?” Angelus asked in confusion.
Buffy is tired but relaxed into his touch. “Yeah you know, my vamp senses, normally quiet round you, but they're going crazy!” She sighed. “I don't know why, it's just you. I'm safer with you than anyone.” She reached up and strokes his cheek, one of his favorite things for her to do. She is rewarded with a purr from him. He purrs but this time it is deep animalistic dangerous sound.
Buffy likes it and increases her touching to increase the purr. “God Angel, if you hadn't have came I'd be a vamp, worse than a vamp, he wanted my for his sex slave my own…”
She broke off listening to him purr.“I don't want you as anyone’s slave... at least not against your will...” He chuckled with a dark laugh. All the time he was talking he was stroking her and running his mouth across her skin.
“Angel… In that case I think I already am a sex slave, yours. Are you sure you're OK? You seem so different…” Buffy wasn’t sure if she liked it or not but it made her hot as hell!
“Knowing you were in danger… I didn’t like it…” he started to increase his strong masterful strokes. They were arousing and very possessive. “The thought he wanted to touch you...” he growled threateningly.
Buffy turned into his touch. “He would never have made it, believe me...” She liked this forceful and commanding Angel.
He chuckled. “Oh I know it...” He starts to lick down her neck to her chest and then suddenly reached up and shredded her shirt right off her, and started to kiss and suckle her chest and abdomen. Buffy gasped in surprise but her hands went up to hold his head to her. “ANGEL!”
He nipped her abdomen and then licked it to soothe the bite while pulling off her bottom clothes leaving her in her bra, and bare to his gaze. Buffy whimpered in her need while running her hands through his hair.
Her whimpers were met with his own deep purr/growl as he lengthened his fangs and cut the bra off with his teeth and throws it off the bed. She was totally nude to his administrations while he was dressed.
She moaned at his actions. She could feel the juices flowing from her. “Ohh god, I think you're over dressed now Angel” He ignores her comment and he reaches up and held her hands down over her head and kissed her hard, enjoying her kissing him hard back.
Angelus was aroused to fever pitch. He nipped at her lip breaks the skin and sucked on the blood with a deep moan. She could feel the pleasure her blood gave him. He never allowed the blood to be apart of their lovemaking before, and she had no idea it could be this arousing!
Angelus snapped and pulled away as he threw off his jacket. He ripped off the shirt baring the bulletproof vest, and started pulling uselessly on the Velcro straps. Buffy watched in confusion, as he seemed to be having a problem with the Velcro. Sort of like he couldn't figure out how it worked. He wasn't pulling on it right to get it off and was getting totally frustrated
Buffy waved him toward her. “Here let me.” She moves his hands away and released the Velcro. He stood there watching her undo it so easily. “Angel? You know how to undo this, what’s going on?”
He pulled her to him hard. “sshshshshshs talk about it tomorrow. I want to fuck you hard tonight...” He growled her mouth. “I want to make you scream my name as you come!” He ground his erection into her hip showing her plainly what he wanted. Buffy blushed. Angelus laughed. “Tell me what you want... and it will be yours ...any thoughts, any fantasy… Ask and it shall be yours”
Buffy took in a deep breath and hugged him tight, her hands tracing the tattoo. “I don't know.” She stopped curious when he started to remove the pants but gets bamboozled by the zipper... and finally just yanks them down and off. Buffy frowned, wondering at the problems he was having but to aroused to notice. Angelus kicked off the boots without undoing them either and lies on the bed nude. “Tell me Buffy... what would you like? What haven’t you experienced that you want to feel?”
“I told you my fantasy. It was to have you like this, without the brooding, completely open and letting go…” Buffy was suddenly shy. She never thought to tell him her fantasies!
He chuckled. “Well then, you have me like this, no brooding... and uninhibited.” He laughed. She was star struck. He was laughing!
“Now tell me what pleases you... what do you want to feel?” He held her close and then when she didn’t say anything he flipped her over onto her knees, pulled her hips up and stroked her heat. She exclaimed at the treatment while he grabbed a pillow and folded it under her hip and folded her over the pillow
Buffy gasped at the possibilities of the new position and moans at his touch. “Angel?” She asked hesitantly. The feeling of danger she got form him just heightened the appeal.
“What are you doing?” She heard herself whimper at his touch.Purring deeply, he leaned forwards and licked the outside lips of her exposed pussy. Thrusting his tongue against the other lips he slid his tongue deep in her core... Buffy squirmed and cried out “Oh my god!”
“ I am going to fuck your brains out until you call my name.” he flicked her clit with his tongue then slid inside for the flavor. He ran his tongue up and across the tissue between the vagina and the ass hole pushing with his tongue. Buffy moaned at his touch and pushed back into him “Oh the Slayer likes rimming?” he laughed gleefully and then ran his tongue around her little rose bud while sliding two finger inside her moist cavern
Buffy turned her head to look at him. “Angel?” She is puzzled over something but forgets what it as she clenched on his fingers whimpering loudly at his tongue’s antics. She was beyond thought.
Angelus smiled to him self. Making is tongue hard and long like a dick, he slowly started to insert it into her rectum while sliding two fingers in and out of her pussy while flicking her clit with his thumb. He reveled as he feels her passion building.
Buffy feels her orgasm coming and thrusts back at him harder, as he slid his tongue in and out. She shuddered as the orgasm hits her, and she came hard, clenching on him. He rubbed her hard as she came hard. “Angel!”
Angelus then quickly changed positions and sheathed his cock into her moist cavern and thrust hard as she came again. She kept thrusting on him, turning her neck to the side for him. He then he grabbed her hips and rapidly and roughly thrusting in and out of her hard. It was so hard she just knows it will leave handprints on the skin of her hips.
“Say me name Buffy. How do you want me? Say me name Buffy… as you come say it!” He growled the command, deep into game face.
Buffy was beyond thought or worry. “Angel!” He thrust harder, his long fingers flicking her clit as she comes around him hard. “Angel!” It was nearly a scream. She was riding a repeating orgasm and thought she would die!
“Me real name... say it! How do you want me?” He thrust hard and scratched down her back causing bleeding, and licked the scratches as he fucked her hard.
Buffy can’t take it… “Oh God ANGEL!” She comes again and she is crying from the releases…
Angelus can tell she is on the edge. He leaned forward and licked her neck and whispered in her ear. “Say me real name Buffy...me birth name… who do you want… me?”
Buffy realized… his birth name… “Angelus… Oh God Angelus I want you forever Angelus!” he cried out as he thrust hard and is pounding her hard as he rubs he clit hard. She bared her neck to him as she screamed as she came hard clenching round him tightly.
Angelus bit deep and hard, this isn't the wussy bite of Angel... but the commanding bite of a vampire to his lover. Buffy cried out, flinching at the bite, the depth surprised her. The pain drove her into another orgasm!
He drew hard and fast, but only a small bit. The then he bit his lip and filled his own mouth with his blood and kissed her deeply filing her mouth with his blood. Buffy thought it is her blood on his mouth as he came inside her, hard. It was a long drawn out orgasm like she has never felt him have before.
Buffy flinched pulling back at the taste of blood in her mouth. She had swallowed the blood. He broke away from her and is chattering to her in Gaelic. He kissed her deeply, kisses that command and arouses. He lost himself in her kisses. Finally he pulls out of her and falls to the side he was continuing the kiss... " You are MINE" he tells her mouth...
Buffy is trying to catch her breath. “Mmm, what was that?” She had the feeling that there was more to what he just did than raw sex.
“Now and forever mine, mind body and soul. A consort bond... You will know my feelings and my needs and my wishes and I yours. I can't marry like a human... so I married you vampire style... You are mine and I am yours... forever!” Angelus kissed her deeply sealing the fact.
“Yes I’m always yours Angel. I don’t understand the blood thing though Angel. You never deal with blood around me, never mind feed me my blood.” She looked at him. “Angel, we are getting married... we already belong to each other. Angel, I love you…” She was getting concerned he wasn’t acting right at all!
“NO… you will marry... but not to *me*… but you are bonded to me! You are bonded to me forever... there is no option... this will drive him crazy!” He erupted in a dark humorous laughter, the likes that she had never heard from him.
Scared at the dark laughter and his odd wording she pulled away. “Angel, who's *he*? I don't understand.” She lay in the bed trying to think it out.
Angelus felt dawn coming and knew it was time to go. He wasn’t going to explain anything to her. That was Angel’s problem and one he looked forward to watching. He got out of the bed, plundered her mouth in a kiss and walked to the bathroom and walked in shutting and locking the door. He turned on the shower and stepped in…
Angel became aware in the shower as Angelus has retreated. Initially he was disoriented and confused. Then he can feel Buffy's confusion and pain through the consort bond. Realizing what Angelus had done with Buffy he cried “OH NOOOO!” as he dropped to the floor on his knees in the shower... he couldn’t imagine how much he had hurt Buffy.
Buffy got out of the bed and went to the door concerned because of the actions and the scream she heard. “Are you OK? Angel?” Thinks for a minute. Then speaks. “Angel… Angelus?” Shuts her eyes leaning against the door paying for him to respond to her.
*Oh no no no no* Angel thought to himself, he just knows he has lost her! *Oh God she knows! *
Frustrated Buffy gave up waiting for him to come out and kicked in the door. She saw him in the shower on his knees. He looks up at her through the glass door from his place on his knees and she went to his side. “Angel, what's going on why are you treating me like this?” Pain ran through her thinking he was rejecting her now.
He looked up at her as he feels the pain he caused her. It eats at him like acid. Then she realized she could feel his pain... it is almost palpable. “Angel, I don't know what's wrong with you, you saved my life, gave my the best sex I’ve had in my life and now you're shutting me out again, I don't understand you!” Sometimes his brooding could be a pain in the ass!
He looked up into her eyes with her words: 'Best sex she had in her life?'… “You don't know do you? You seriously don't know!” He was getting angry. Betrayal rang through him. She had fucked Angelus and it was 'Best sex she had in her life?'
She sighed and got in the shower with him, trying to put an arm around him but he would have none of it. “Don’t know what? What did I do?” She was awash in his fear and anger and self-hatred. She was confused and disoriented
“*I* didn't give you the best sex of your life... ANGELUS, My demon did!” He spat out. Buffy gasped and pulled away from him, guilt washing over her. She slumped in a corner looking at him in shock. When he said it, it all made sense.
“I slept with him, not you? How the hell did I get to sleep with Angelus?” Buffy snapped back.
“I don't have the fighting ability Angleus has... I couldn't do it alone... I had to release him to save you.” Shame seeped through every essence of his being. He wasn’t enough to save the woman he loved more than existence itself.
She slumped against the wall not looking at him. “And afterwards?”
Angel looked at her his anger and betrayal showing in his eyes. “I am sorry Buffy... his deal was he could control my body until dawn...and I told him I would let him...as long as he doesn't kill humans... I didn't know he intended to bed you!” The last came out in a cry of agony. She realized she could *feel* his sorrow and remorse. She can feel his emotions as if they were her's.
Buffy sighed. “But it's my fault too, I saw differences and ignored them. I was terrified and scared wanted you. After Jerrick, I couldn't think. All I wanted was you, to make me feel safe and clean again.”
Angel was amazed. “I make you feel safe? I make you feel clean?” He was baffled. He was a vampire; a creature that harbored a demon, and the Vampire Slayer wanted him to make her feel safe and clean?
Buffy went to his side still feeling her guilt over his emotions. “Jerrick was... oh it doesn't matter you wouldn't understand that bit, I don't. But I wanted you too much to care about the differences between you and Angelus.”
“Oh god Buffy…” He pulled pulls her into his embrace. They huddled in the shower together just being.
“Angel? Angelus didn't know Jerrick, but did you know him or anything about him?No. Not much. He was out of LA. His sire was Lothos. He was reportedly involved with he fall of the Slayer Ruth about 17 to 18 years ago. That’s about it. I think he was instrumental in setting her up for Lothos. He was a fledgling then.
“Yeah 18 years ago, it all fits... Ruth was my mother’s cousin, Jerrick was mom’s lover. Mom said they had sex the night he was turned…” Ashamed she looked away.
“Really?” Angel watched her carefully as reality dawned. “Jerrick, as a vampire, is your father?”
Still looking away. Buffy sighed. “Yeah, doesn't that make me half vampire?”
“No. It makes you Leimos, a human sired naturally by a vampire. It gives you uncanny strength and some senses. But you’re not even half a vampire...” Angel comforted her just enjoying the feeling of his consort in his arms. All his paranoia and fears of losing her was gone. She was *HIS* and he was *HERS* for as long as they existed on this plane together!
“You know mom was never going to tell me that Dad wasn’t my father.” She was wrapped up in the horror of the night. “Jerrick was going to make me his toy, his own daughter!” Horror at what would have been her fate started to sink into her.
Angel pulled her tight as he growled deep in his throat, his eyes turning a golden yellow. “No one will ever make you a toy Buffy... not while I walk the earth!”
“Yeah, well Jerrick paid for it well. Do you remember what Angelus did?” She shivered at the amount of damage and destruction he had done. His way of killing Jerrick had been particularly brutal.
“Yeah I do... God I can't believe he did that in front of you, Willow and your mother...” He hung his head in shame, Angelus’ show was classic vampire destructiveness.
“Angel, I was glad to see him do it, the first time I was ever pleased to see something in so much pain!” Turning back into Angel, she sought his touch. “I was so scared Angel, I was going to be changed and then I would have killed mom and Willow!” The hot water had run out and she was starting to shiver.
“I know baby... let’s get out of the shower.” He turned the water off and started to dry her shivering form.
They quickly finished and dried off and went back tot he bedroom. “Buffy... Angelus did something... I think you should know about.” She could feel his fear...and his self-loathing. “He did something... at the end... when he kissed you with blood.”
Buffy looked at him like it was old news. “Yeah he said he bonded me. I was his consort or something…” She went to him and hugged him. His internal agony was almost more than she could bear. “What did that mean Angel?”
“It means he married us in an extremely rare, almost never used vampire ritual.”
Buffy smiled. That's a good thing though isn't it? We are going to be together forever anyway, this just intensifies it!” Her delight in the news startled Angel. He never expected her delight in finding she was consort bonded to a vampire.
“Buffy, He did it without your knowledge or permission... or even asking truly if you wanted to. It's permanent Buffy. There is only one way to divorce a consort bond. One of us has to die.” He pulled her to him and snuggled her close. “Oh God Baby I love you and I didn't want it this way.” She could feel the sorrow ringing through him, he loved her so much it was almost overwhelming her. “There is a side effect also Baby”
Buffy got as close to him as she could. “I think I know what it is. It's all right, I know I can feel you. It's strange but I’ll get used to it. Is that the side effect?”
He nodded. “You feel what I feel, know what I feel. I will know when you feel any strong emotion: love, fear, hate, or happiness. I will always be able to locate you, anywhere in the world. With practice, you will be able to do the same for me. You will know what I feel at all times, especially if you decide you want to *tap* into me... My emotions are an open book... no matter how much I want to hide them.” A private man for all his years, this was very disconcerting.
Buffy smiled. “I like knowing what you feel, it's scary but this way but I don't have to prod at you to find out what you’re really feeling. Angel, what feelings do you get from me right now?” She looked at him coyly as she stroked his body.
“Love acceptance shyness, anticipation and guilt... but I don't know for what...” He was amazed at her acceptance of him.
Buffy was shy. “The guilt’s from cheating on you and not only not knowing but enjoying it…”
“Cheating on me? Who?” Angel didn’t even check the anger that rose in him at whoever touched her.
Buffy flinched and hid into his chest. “With Angelus, he had your face and body, but wasn't you, and deep down I should have known that.”
Angel chuckled, relief washing over him. “Buffy it was my body making love to you... and I am more than capable of being more aggressive if that is what you like... I don't consider it cheating... you had wanted me to "open up" and you just met the other side of me... he is always inside me...”
She smiled and hid her face in his neck. “It surprised me, some hurt, but it just made it better, and the things were so new… I didn't even think it was possible to feel that good!”
Angel was amused by her carnal response to him and Angelus. “Buffy... there isn't anything in bed Angelus can do that I can't... I just didn't want to rush you... I wanted to take my time and introduce you to it all slowly...” She looked up at him with her doe eyes smiling, she kissed his jaw. Angel growled and rolled her over pinning her to the bed. While nibbling along her jaw line, he whispered "Your mind forever Buffy...and I'm yours!''
Buffy smiled at his aggressiveness and his forcefulness. She was getting a taste of the power and command she always felt in Angel, and rarely saw. “Forever, yes!” Her hands came up and wrapped around him.
He groaned deeply as she stroked him. She feels the backlash of love and lust coursing through him. She kissed him again hands moving softly up and down, he was purring. He arched into her hand as he luxuriated in just the inhuman joy of being touched. She can feel the joy her touch brings him. It was beyond sexual and into pure ecstasy of the soul, just being touched.
She kept stroking him, firming her touch, rubbing up and down, his pleasure making her own greater. She can feel his desire rising. He wants to pin her and fuck her hard, claim her with mouth and cock, but he is holding onto it under tight control
“Angel, Oh god… honey....” Gasping, under the combined feelings. She can feel his aggressiveness rise in him, he wants to consume her so bad. She can feel his need to plunge his cock into her depths and warm himself in her core. The drive, no need, to sink his fangs into her and drink her blood. And savor every drop.
“Yes?” He was kissing her and licking along her collarbone as his hands play gently with her breasts.
She kissed his lips quickly, hands cupping his face “Let go...” She needed to feel that power again.
“Let what go?” She felt him clamp down harder on his aggressive side, fear of hurting her tingeing the control. She was priceless, to be cherished and cuddled not fucked and ravished!
“Do it, I can feel what you want, and I want it to, let the control go…” She purred into his ear while rubbing along his nude body suggestively. Inviting what he wanted.
His jaw dropped and fear rose. “Buffy I could hurt you...” nothing is moving as his fear coursed through him... he was terrified of hurting her and her then hating him.
“You could, but Angelus taught me that I might like it, I did before. And I’m a quick healer love!” She seductively started to stroke his erect cock as acceptance flowed through her, along with passion and lust. She wanted him to do just what he wanted to do. Claim his woman!
With wide eyes he looks her in the eyes. “You really enjoyed the unrestricted sex didn't you?” He asked her with a sly smile. She felt him relaxing as he was feeling her total acceptance.
“Yes… it surprised me, scared me but made it so much more intense!” She wiggled in remembered passion and a increasing need to feel such again.
“It is as you desire...” he kissed her more roughly, feeling her response as she kissed him back He could feel her response to loving his mouth on hers, she was not even slightly scared of him. She ran her hands into his hair as he kissed her deeply, plunging his mouth in hers, tasting her mouth and the softness of the lips. He is feeling surer of himself and more possessive, this is his woman! He loved her submission to his demands!
He traced his tongue with hers. She loved the demanding Angel, trusting him with her soul. She was imitating him and growling lightly as she pulled away and started to kiss and nibble his way down her body. She was keeping her hands in his hair enjoying the feel of him as she lifted her head up to watch him worship her body with his mouth.
She felt the arousal flowing through her core as he nibbled nibbles intermittently gently then slightly rough. She loved it when he suckled her breasts vigorously. His mind thought of the possibility of the future when she has children and her breasts will contain milk and a wave of lust crashes over him.
Buffy arched out at his touch, crying out as both sets of pleasure hits her. She was amazed at his pleasure and hers together. His pleasure is so far beyond what she thought he felt. He nibbles down her abdomen, almost with the sensation of worship to his motion as he settled between her legs and slowly starts to kiss her labia and inner core.
She felt the contentment and the love he had for her as he tasted her juices. She arched up into him and his hands that were holding her to him. She was already almost on the brink from the combined pleasures she was feeling. Her hands moved from him and dug into the bed sheets.
He enjoyed her responses to his administrations and sucked on the clit harder while sliding his fingers into her moist core. Feeling her passion build quickly, he pulled away, placed his cock at her entrance and slammed himself into her hard. He then thrust hard with rapid thrusts as he grabbed her shoulders.
She felt the possessiveness, love and lust coursing through him as she came on his cock deep inside her. Growling as he transformed and sank his fangs into her neck. The blood flowed into his mouth and she felt it, the blood lust, and the need to kill and drain. The need to continue until it is gone...
“Angel” She gave a loud cry, beginning to come hard between the passions of the flesh, the souls and the feed. “Oh god... Angel!” Her head was thrashing on the pillow as she screamed trying to met his thrusts. She clenched hard on him as she came hard, her head thrown back, gasping for breath, unable to control her reactions. “Angel, oh god!” She could feel his bloodlust, his hunger. Feeling his hunger.
Buffy shuddered and moaned softly, her hands holding his head. She was just feeling the lust and still trusting him. His love rises up and shuts down the hunger and the ecstasy as her blood flows through him as he pulls away. The awe that she trusts him that much, the love she has filling him entirely.
She pulled his head up and kisses him in complete happiness. He kissed her, his passions slowing he is content. All he ever wanted was in his arms. She breaks off and leaned her forehead against his. “Oh wow…” she murmured in a small whisper.
“I love you Buffy...” He thinks his love will overwhelm him. “I love you more than life itself, I think I owe a favor to Angelus. I never would have had the guts to do a consort bond, afraid you would hate me, or want to break it.” He just reveled in having him in his arms, knowing it will be forever.
“I love you too Angel.” Her love for him was shinning out of her eyes. She felt it grow in him. “That's a first. You owe him. I could never hate you, and at least this way you can believe me.” She snickered, snuggling against his cool skin.
Angel had a horrible thought. “Yeah. But what are we going to tell Giles? Jesus he is going to flip, never mind the council...” He drifted off wondering about the response of the council to the Slayer being bonded to Angelus… oh god…
Buffy snuggled into him more. “Don't tell him, simple.” She sighed and kissed his neck, rubbing her face against him.
“Buffy... as embarrassing as it is ...to both of us, I can’t condone hiding things from your watcher. To do his job; which is to keep you alive, he needs to know everything.” She feels the fear and aggravation that flavor his words. He is really serious about this. “I mean you are the first slayer in history to have a consort bond while alive, with a vampire...”
Buffy felt there was more to this than it looked. “Then we tell him about the bond, but not about Angelus”
“No! Everything, I cannot condone lying to Giles. If you won't...I will.” She feels his rising fear and almost a frantic air about his fear of lying to Giles. She feels his insecurity.
“I don't know how he'll react, and I still have to admit to him about Jerrick.” Buffy feels he is so adamant about it, there is something else there. Something she knows he knows, and isn't telling her. She looked at him sternly. “One thing I like about this bond thing, I know when you're hiding something from me. Angel what is it?”
“Yes dear? It isn't your fault your mothers got pregnant from Jerrick.” Angel chattered on trying to avoid what he knew she would make him discuss.
She could tell he was babbling. Trying to divert. She wasn’t going to accept it. “ Angel, what aren't you telling me?”
“Buffy, the first way to start the kill of a slayer is to separate her from the watcher. To make the slayer keep promises, hide and evade so the watcher doesn't have all the information. I don't want that to happen to you. The consort bond could be used against you. What could happen if I am captured, and tortured? You would feel it. It would affect your functioning.
“I don't understand, well yeah I do. What does that have to do with us? God, Angel! Don’t even suggest such a thing, besides it can work against you too then!” The thought of him being tortured sent a roll of nausea through her that rebounded off him. “All right we'll tell him, but he is going to freak over Angelus”
“If Giles doesn't know it exists how could he help you? Yes it can work both ways. I can use it to find you as well as you could use it to find me. He will have to deal with Angelus. I am in your life until death do us part.”
Buffy shuddered “Angel why do you always do that?” She hid her head into his chest.
“Do what?” he was at a loss. What upset her now?
“Bring up death, it makes me think of the end, not the here and now” She shivered. She wouldn’t live forever like him. Compared to him her life was a brief candle in the night.
“Buffy... you’re a slayer with a vampire consort... your life is lengthened just by that... I am immortal, barring accident or murder; I will live forever... I said that to show the length of time we would be facing... I am bound to you forever. Giles will just have to deal... I am not going to disappear... I am a vampire and I house a demon. A demon who thankfully, is as besotted with you as I am. I mean he was the one who formed the bond. Now that it has been done I do not regret it in one iota. I love you with all my being”
Buffy sighed and nodded. “Yeah I know, I guess I’m just shaky after last night, I was so scared. Can we tell Giles tomorrow? I want to be with you tonight. I thought he did that bonding thing just to get at you...”
“He did, but he also bound himself to you at the same time. If he becomes in control, it will be his emotions you feel, and that won't be pretty! Yes we can talk to Giles tomorrow, but I think you better call your mother... she didn't see a good side of me, and she is probably all over Giles with Willow’s report...” He told her as she picked up the phone.
He envisioned the woman who took an ax to spike, coming after him for deflowering her daughter. It wasn’t a pretty sight. Joyce summers seemed like an airhead but if you looked deep enough, you could see where Buffy got her fire.
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