He gathers her into his arms for a brief kiss, before reaching for the bath gel and puff. He lathers it up and they quietly take turns cleansing away the dirt and sadness of the past week. As he leans back to rinse the shampoo from his short locks, he fills her warm hand encircle his semi-hard cock. Within seconds, he is fully erect and he looks down in time to see her tongue dart over the sensitive tip. He hisses in pleasure.

He is mesmerized by the vision of her pink tongue lapping over and around and down his hard flesh. Her lips slowly engulf him and her hand strokes the shaft in time to her mouth’s movements. As he revels in the sensations bestowed on his cock, he notices the feathery travels of her other hand. Her fingers glide over his hip bone and slide down his curved bottom. It continues down the back of his thigh and tickles at the sensitive skin behind his knee. His mind floods with stimulus from his groin to the feel of her exploring hand. The hand moves up and around his thigh. The fingers softly cradle his balls and her mouth lowers from his throbbing head to the soft sack. Her tongue darts over the flesh before lips wrap around one hypersensitive ball and draw it into her warm mouth. He twitches involuntarily and slowly swivels his body to the side. She glances up to see his shoulder blades pressed hard against the cool ceramic tile.

She releases the one side and quickly draws in its twin. His hand flexes against her scalp as he feels her roaming hand trail along the skin of his inner thigh. The tips of her fingers burn across his muscular ass, as her mouth travels back up to his straining penis. She thrust down on his erection, forcing a deep moan from his mouth. She resumes the maddening sucking and stroking as her fingers continue to explore his body. The fingers gently squeeze his bottom before sliding down the valley between his cheeks and to the silky smooth skin behind his scrotum. Her hand continued is journey of exploration as he feels his orgasm nearing.

Angel: IIIIIII OOOOOO WEEEEEEE UMPH.

His cock spasms hard against her tongue and she hungrily laps up the thick juices until the organ softens. She looks into his eyes and smiles

Buffy: IIIIOOOWEEEUMPH? What does that mean?

Angel looks at her and draws her to her feet. His mouth attacks and ravages hers. His hand pulls her into his large frame. She sags into him in surrender. His mouth gives up its mind numbing plunder and he releases her onto her shaky legs. She stands with her eyes closed and feels the water stop and hears the door slide open. Sweeping her into his arms he steps out and moves to the bed. He unceremoniously drops her amongst the linens.

Buffy: We’re getting everything soaked.

Angel: It will dry.

He quickly spreads her thighs and dives his face into her hot center. As he begins to enthusiastically taste her wet flesh, she forgets her concerns for the bedding and begins riding the waves of bliss flowing through her body.

Buffy: Yes, ug, yeeesss.

He began thrusting two long fingers in and out of her hot channel as his tongue lashes over her clit and surrounding enflamed skin.

Buffy: Mooore, mooooore. Pleeeease.

Angel shoves a third finger into her hot tunnel and latches on to her clit, sucking it softly. She whimpers and moans as she thrashes amongst the pillows. He nips at her clit and she bucks hard and is consumed by her orgasm. The muscles spasms radiate out over her entire body. She lays panting as he pulls back and watches. When she begins regaining her senses, he moves back in and starts over. She keens his name loudly and draws her thighs back far, giving him unlimited access.

His fingers thrust in and out of her dripping passage as his tongue navigates over her surrounding flesh. Angel nips lightly at her thighs and hips.

Buffy: Please, baby, please.

Her desperate pleas force him back to her throbbing clit. As soon as his lips surround the hard nub she squeals and her hips rear up toward his hand and face. Angel slides his hand under her ass and hold her tight against his questing mouth. Three quick flickers of his tongues and she screams his name as she crashes into her second climax. A smile emblazes his face as he licks the flood of juices pouring from her hot channel.

Angel: Do you know what IIIIOOOWEEEUMPH means now?

Buffy snags a pillow and pops him weakly over the head. He laughs softly.

Angel begins leaving a trial of kisses down her thigh. He moves on to her knee and ends at her calf. He holds her ankle and lifts her leg up to stroke his lips over her soft flesh. She shivers at the gentle touches. His other hand reaches down and draws her other leg over his hip. She glances down as he strokes the head of his cock against her sopping wet opening. She releases a deep moan as he slides into her. Buffy gasp at the new sensations flowing through her as his cock strokes against normally neglected nerves. Her heel digs into his ass as she encourages his him deeper. Her hand slides under his thigh and softly stokes his balls. Angel increases the speed of his thrust and his hand seeks out her sensitive clit. His lips continue to bestow feathery kisses along her calf.

Angel Feel good?

Buffy: Fuck yes.

Angel plunges harder into her wet channel and she can not hold her pleasure as she nearly screams his name. He sets her ankle on his shoulder and slides his hand down her leg to her hip. He holds her firmly as he drives into her. They both are moaning in delight as they careen toward climax. Her fingers feel his sack draw up and she falls back against the pillows as he continues to plunder her hot body until both their muscles begin spasming and flooding her already drenched core. Buffy lies panting as he crawls up beside her.

Angel: You okay?

Buffy: Uh huh.

Angel: You sure?

Buffy: Death by orgasm.

He smiles and kisses her gently on the forehead.

Angel: I love you.

Buffy: I love you too, honey.

He lowers his lips gently to hers and softly kisses her.

Buffy: I liked that.

Angel: The kiss?

Buffy: No, well, yes I liked the kiss, but I meant the position.

Angel: You did huh?

Buffy blushes slightly.

Angel: I’ll remember that.

Buffy: I like when you try new stuff with me.

Angel: New? I mean I figured that well the others……..

Buffy: Angel, no. Riley’s idea of adventure was to lay on our sides.

Angel: You are just kidding.

Buffy: No and he didn’t like well he never liked oral sex.

Angel: I knew he was fool.

Buffy: Hey.

Angel: Sorry. But Buffy even if Riley was not an adventuresome lover I know Spike is.

Buffy: Yes. But I was the one in charge most the time. He could never do what I didn’t initiate.

Angel: Oh.

Buffy: What I am saying is even with my experience I am still not that experienced.

Angel smiles.

Buffy: What I mean is I am game. I want to experience everything with you.

Angel’s hands stroke over her abdomen as his lips tantalize her neck and jaw. His words come out between his numerous kisses.

Angel: What do you want to do?

Buffy: No. Don’t ask, just do. Never ask me just show me.

He grins broadly briefly before consuming her lips. His tongue tangles with hers as her hands trail over his back. He slowly pulls back.

Angel: I will show you, but just not now.

She nods as she looks into his warm brown eyes.

Buffy: Has it been an hour?

Angel: Should be by the time we get dressed.

Later

Buffy and Angel stroll down the stairs holding hands, both of their eyes watching the group below.

Buffy: How is it going?

The others look up.

Cordy: Wonderful. He ate a big breakfast and then made a big stinky.

Buffy: Good.

Fred hands her the baby and Buffy sighs loudly. Angel leans over and kisses the child on the top of the head before walking to Xander.

Angel: Xander can I talk to you?

The two men walk over to the side to talk.

Cordy: What is that all about?

Buffy shrugs and drops to the settee. Cordy sits beside her.

Cordy: I saw what Hotlz did.

Buffy just nodded.

Cordy: I know you and Angel had decided not to.

Buffy just sits looking at Connor.

Cordy: I am sorry.

Buffy: Thanks. But what is done is done. He will have to live with it.

Cordy: Holtz?

Buffy: No Connor. He is the one it affects.

Cordy: He may be glad one day.

Buffy: Cordy, please not now.

Cordy: Sorry, trying to help.

Buffy: I know.

Angel and Xander walk over to them.

Buffy: What are you two plotting?

Angel: Nothing. Just discussing us hiring Xander.

Buffy: Us? For what?

Angel: Renovating the mansion.

Buffy: Why?

Angel: Just talking. Trying to see what it will cost

Buffy: You want to move in there?

Angel: It would be more room. Everyone could have their own room and even rooms for guests. But only if everyone wants to.

Cordy: Wait. You own the mansion?

Angel: Yes.

Cordy: But how?

Angel: What?

Cordy: How did you buy it? You have no money.

Angel: Cordy, I bought it when I was evil, remember.

Cordy: Yes but how?

Angel: Not important.

Cordy: Yes it is. We are her scrounging for money and you have a mansion you could have sold.

Angel: We were never scrounging and no, I couldn’t sell it.

Cordy: And why not?

Angel: Because it is not just mine.

Buffy: Spike?

Angel: No, you. I put you on the deed before I left.

Buffy: You did what?

Angel: Before I left Sunnydale, I had your name added to the deed. It was for your future. If something happened to me, you would get everything.

Cordy: Everything? What else is there?

Angel: My accounts in Europe. Well more like Angelus’ accounts.

Cordy: What are you saying?

Angel: During my time before I got my soul I stole a lot of things from my victims. Helped me to live like I wanted. But once I got my soul I tried never to touch it. Only taking enough to live on.

Buffy: For rent and blood?

Angel: Exactly. I had no way to give it back of course. I don’t like to use it beyond necessity.

Cordy: Uh, we are necessity. When we were struggling, not once did you bother to tell us.

Angel: We were never struggling. And how do you think I paid your salary in the beginning. I was not charging folks back then if you recall.

Cordy: So how much money are we talking?

Angel: It’s not important.

Cordy: But….

Angel: Cordy.

Cordy: Fine.

Buffy: So you want to fix up the mansion?

Angel: Maybe. Xander said it can be done. New windows and insulation. A new heating and air system. Upgrade the plumbing.

Buffy: You are talking a lot of money.

Angel: That is not the issue. It’s do you and the others want to move?

Buffy: I don’t know.

Angel: I know you like the house but it is kinda small.

Buffy: No it is not the house. It is just sudden.

Angel: Well we can talk about it more.

Buffy: No, no I like the idea. But I can not speak for Will and Dawn.

Angel: Okay.

Buffy: I think Willow will agree but Dawn might take convincing.

Xander: Well I will be right next door.

Buffy looks up at him.

Xander: The gatehouse.

Buffy: You decided to take it?

Xander: Two years free rent for overseeing the construction is quite an incentive.

Buffy laughs: I see.

Angel: Oh and one other thing is the security. The mansion will be easier to secure than the house.

Buffy: You mean safer for Connor.

He nods.

Buffy: I already said I was in favor of the idea.

Angel: I know. I just want you to be aware of all the advantages.

Buffy: So I can help you convince Dawn.

He smiles shyly and sits beside her. She hands him the baby and leans her head on his shoulder.

Xander: Buffy, before I forget. Dawn called. She wants to talk to you.

Buffy: About?

Xander: Not sure.

Buffy walks over and picks up the phone.

Cordy: So you going to tell me about the money?

Angel: No.

Cordy: Oh come on Angel. All this time you let us think you are broke and you’re not.

Angel: I never said I was broke. But I also have no intention of living like royalty off money stolen from my victims.

Cordy: But you are going to splurge to fix up an old mansion for you and Buffy.

Angel: No, for Connor. His safety is essential. I will not put him at any more risk than is necessary.

Cordy: I get that.

Angel: Cordy, I never would have allowed any of us to suffer from lack of money. I just hate to use money received from the death of others for my pleasure.

Cordy: Angel, I know. I am just surprised you never told me.

Angel: Not something I am proud of.

Buffy: Angel, when are we leaving.

Angel: You need to get back?

Buffy: No, Dawn wants to know if you will be able to help her with the history paper tonight.

Angel: Of course. We will leave here at sunset and should be home in plenty of time for me to help.

Buffy: Thanks.

She walks back to the phone.

Cordy: And until sunset?

Angel: I guess plastering and painting.

Xander: Gunn and I are heading out to the store for more joint compound. Need anything more?

Angel: No.

Cordy: What about paint for the kitchen, since you vetoed the pomegranate?

Angel: Go ahead and use the pink since you already bought it.

Cordy: You are such a penny pincher.

Late that night.

Buffy sits rocking Connor in their room while Angel unpacks.

Buffy: I can not believe we are all together again.

Angel: You ever doubted it?

Buffy: Maybe a little.

She stands up as he begins unpacking the diaper bag and lowers the sleeping infant into the crib. As she turns around , she notices him taking something from the bag and dropping it into his nightstand drawer. She starts to ask him about it as he turns around with a hand full of formula. She reaches and takes the cans and sets them on top of the small fridge.

Angel: You ready for bed?

Buffy: Uh huh.

She walks to the other side and they fold back the linens and undress before sliding in. Angel flips off the light and spoons his body around hers. His hand softly strokes her hips as his lips caress her neck.

Buffy: Thought we were going to sleep.

Angel: Just relax.

Buffy: I am.

Angel: Good.

She settles in and yields to his tender hand and mouth. His hand roams over her soft curves stimulating her nerves to attention. His lips nibble at her ear and neck until she is hot with desire. She moves to face him but his arm stills her.

Angel: Relax, baby.

She sighs as his hand runs over her taunt nipples and down her stomach. His fingertips brush her soft curls. She moans in frustration as he avoids the wet juncture and slides his hand back up. She thrust her bottom into his obvious arousal. He lightly pinches her nipple in response and she whimpers in reaction.

Buffy: Please.

Angel ignores her plea as he continues to run his hand over her torso and his lips across her shoulder, neck and head. She moans in complete sexual frustration. He finally runs his hand over her hip and slips it between their bodies and caresses her soft bottom. As his lips finally travel to her waiting mouth and his tongue ravages her hot recess, his hand continues it’s slow journey across her butt and down the cleft and into her wet throbbing pussy. Her moan of relief is muffled my his questing mouth. She parts her legs more and he begins to slowly insert his fingers into her hot flesh. She shifts her hips and speeds his entrance. He begins to plunder her with his fingers as his tongue plunders her mouth. She is consumed with desire and is nearing her climax, when he suddenly pulls back.

Angel: Don’t move.

She lies panting as he rolls ways and she hears the sound of the night stand drawer. She lays quivering with need as he moves back behind her. She lies in anticipation and curiosity. His lips seek out her mouth once again and she sighs. As her mouth accepts the pleasures of his tongue, her lower lips scream for attention. She shoves her bottom into his erection. His palm gently pushes her back. He pulls back and looks lustfully into her glassy eyes.

Angel: Relax, baby.

She whimpers as he returns to the kiss and tries to calm down. She allows her body to slacken and focus on the feel of his mouth and tongue. The taste is so familiar and wonderful. She begins to lose herself in the feelings she barely notices his hand’s slow caressing of her bottom. She slowly becomes aware of the strange sensation as he strokes her anus. She tenses for a second but again eases up. She begins to enjoy the slippery feel of his fingers. And does not even flinch as his finger slowly slips inside. Her heart rate increases as the new sensations turn more pleasurable as he continues to thrust his finger in and out. Even when he stops and increases the invasion with a second finger, she finds her self starting to rock into his hand. She is shocked at the delightful feelings.

As he hears her breathing and heart rate accelerate, he slips his fingers out and she audibly groans in denial. She looks up as he pulls back. His hips shift away from her but his eyes continue piercing into hers. She stares into his soulful orbs until she feels the pressure against her anus. She closes her eyes as she feels his slick cock starting to penetrate her virginal opening.

Angel: Try to relax, sweety.

She forces herself to become slack. Buffy lets her muscles go limp and he pushes slowly in. She concentrates on not tensing and soon she feels his pelvis flush against her bottom. He stops and allows her to become use to the feel of him inside. She tilts her head back and he captures her willing lips. As their tongues begin a new battle, he begins to slide out a little and back in with small short strokes. As the sensations change from uncomfortable to enjoyable she moans and he begins to lengthen the thrust until he is almost out before sliding back in. Her hips begin rocking with his and he runs his hand down her stomach and into her sopping curls, connecting with he swollen clit.

Buffy turns her face into her pillow and begins panting and moaning loudly. As her orgasm racks her body she stifles her scream into the feathers. Her release sends him over the edge and he floods her hot cavity and collapses against her back. They both lay spent and satisfied. Soon she feels him soften and slip out.

Buffy: I love you.

Angel: I love you too.

They continue to lie in silence until she rolls on her back and looks up at him.

Angel: What?

Buffy: I never thought that would feel so good.

Angel: You trusted me and stayed relaxed. Plus on your side your muscles are less tense.

Buffy: I like having an expert.

Angel: No, but back in my pre-vamp days the uh well ladies preferred it to pregnancy.

Buffy: Oh. You talking ladies of the evening?

Angel: Some.

Buffy: Hmmm.