Forever, Always, and Then Some

Chapter 107

 

At the resort

Angel gets up and opens their bag.

Buffy: You want to go swimming?

Angel: Sure. Why not?

Buffy: Let’s start with, I have no bathing suit.

He tosses two small pieces of purple fabric at her.

Buffy: What? You brought my bathing suit. But no way am I putting on a bikini.

He tosses one of his own white t-shirts.

Angel: That should cover you.

He pulls out a pair of black trunks and slips them on.

Buffy: You have swim trunks. I never knew you had them. How come I never knew you had them?

Angel: Maybe because we have never been together during the summer before.

Buffy: We have so. Wait, no we haven’t. I never realized that before.

Angel: Are you going to get dressed?

Buffy: No.

Angel: Skinny dipping then?

Buffy: Angel.

Angel: Come on sweety, it is very late and we will be all alone.

Buffy: But.

Angel smiles.

Buffy: Okay, but no one better be there or I am leaving.

Angel: Agreed. I don’t want to share you either.

She slips on the bottoms and he helps her tie the top before slipping on the t-shirt. It covers her completely and then some.

Buffy: You are one big man.

Angel: You keep telling me.

Buffy: This time I meant……oh never mind.

He grabs towels and their key.

Angel: Ready?

Buffy: Lets go.

They slip out the door and down the path to the pool area.

Angel: No moon.

Buffy: I know. I checked the moon schedule as soon as you told me Oz was watching Connor.

Angel: He has it under control.

Buffy: I know he does but you can never take anything for granted.

Angel: I guess not.

They arrive at the pool. The gate is closed and locked.

Buffy: Out of luck.

Angel: One lock and us. Who wins?

Buffy: We can’t break the lock.

Angel: We can jump over the fence.

Buffy: I am jumping no fences in my condition. Not that I couldn’t.

She reaches out and looks at the closure. The U-shaped piece of metal is held in place by a padlock. She grabs the hasp and bends it out and the gate slides open.

Angel: No lock forged can stop us.

Buffy: Cute. Just hope we don’t get caught.

Angel: What are they going to do?

Buffy: Make us go to our room.

Angel: Ew. How horrible.

He lies their stuff on a table and sticks his toe in the water.

Buffy: How does it feel?

Angel: No one has blessed it.

Buffy: Huh?

Angel: It’s not holy water.

He walks down the steps and slips into the water and floats away on his back.

Buffy: Is it cold?

Angel: No.

He goes over to the side in front of her and splashes water on her foot.

Angel: You going to stand there all night?

Buffy steps over and walks down the steps and sits down on them with water up to her breast.

He swims away. She strains in the darkness for him. Suddenly she feels something brush her foot and then a gentle sucking of her big toe. Then he pops up in front of her. He kneels before her and slides his hand into her hair.

Angel: Kiss me.

Buffy: My pleasure.

She leans into his mouth and their flesh connects sending bolts of passion throughout them. He pulls her into his arms. Her legs wrap around his waist as he moves backwards into the deeper water. He guides them to a dark corner where a decorative rock formation with a waterfall has been erected. They slip into its darkness. The few stars in the moonless night are completely obliterated.

Buffy: I hope you can see.

Angel: I see fine. You okay.

Buffy: Perfect.

As he kisses her, she lowers her feet to the ground and backs them farther into the corner.

Angel: Leading me into temptation?

Buffy: Always. Complaining?

Angel: Never.

He steps back and slips out of his trunks and lays them on the rocks.

Buffy: What are you doing?

Angel: Skinny dipping. Want to join me.

Buffy: No way.

He turns and dives under the water. She catches a glimpse of his white cheeks as they momentarily surface in the faint starlight. She strains to locate him in the vast darkness, until she feels his hands sliding up her legs. As he surfaces, he pulls her into his arms and kisses her neck and shoulder. He turns and backs himself against the wall pulling her with him.

Buffy: What are you up too?

Angel: About six one.

Buffy: Cute. I mean with the stripping.

Angel: Just getting back to nature. Nothing feels better than the caress of the water against your bare skin. Well unless it is the caress of your body against my skin.

Buffy: I am not talking my clothes off out here.

Angel: I know. Never asked you to.

He slides his hands under her shirt and strokes her back.

Buffy: I am not getting undressed.

Angel: I know.

His hand wanders up and cradles her breast. His mouth seeks out hers. His tongue slips between her warm lips. Her hands caress his back and then slide down to his nude buttocks. Angel’s other hand cups her bottom pulling her tight against him. She feels his erection pressed against her abdomen.

Buffy: You want more than kisses.

Angel: Always. But I can wait.

His lips travel down to her ear. He gently nibbles her lobe.

Buffy: Ahhhh.

Angel runs his lips down her neck and back up to her mouth. He kisses her deeply until she lifts her hands and pushes against him.

Angel: What’s wrong?

Buffy: Nothing.

She slips off the shirt and removes her suit. She tosses them with his before moving back into his arms.

Angel: Changed your mind I see.

Buffy: I’m under your spell.

Angel slides his arm around her waist and draws her to him. She slides her hand down and strokes him gently. He kisses her and placing his hands on her bottom lifts her while she guides him to the entrance. He slowly lowers her. Her hands entangle in his thick hair as he raises and lowers her in a gentle rocking motion. He leans against the wall as their mouths connect. Their lips join and their tongues tussle in and out of their mouths as their slow coupling sends waves of rippling water out from them. His lips trace a trail from her mouth down to one breast. His lips possess the taunt pink center.

Buffy: Ohhhhh. Annngggeell

He relocates his mouth to her other sensitive peek. Buffy’s fingers press into his scalp encouraging him. He increases the pace of their rhythm. Her thumbs press at his chin until he looks into her face and she violently consumes his swollen lips.

Jhiera: You know you are not suppose to be here.

The lovers both quickly glance toward the direction of the voice.

Jhiera: This place is closed at night.

Angel slides in front of Buffy as he reaches for their clothing. Buffy slips on the t-shirt and bottoms and heads for the steps still clutching her top. Angel dresses and follows. As they reach the towels, Angel looks into her eyes.

Angel: Sorry love.

Buffy: Not your fault. Lets just go where we can be alone.

She heads out the gate.

Buffy: Can you get that for me?

Angel waits as Jhiera walks through the gate and closes it.

Jhiera: Your lady friend seems to have quite an appetite on her. You never came across as the type of man that would allow himself to be with a woman of that sort. My people have something that could help her with her problem.

Angel: (growls) My wife should have a healthy appetite on her. She is six month pregnant with our second child. You and your people can keep what you think would help. Buffy has never looked sexier to me.

He directs his anger at fixing the hasp.

Jhiera: I just meant . . .

Angel: I don’t care what you meant.

He walks off. He reaches their place and finds the door ajar. He slips in and closes it tight.

Angel: Buffy?

He walks toward the bathroom and watches her hang her wet clothes on the side of the tub. The sight of her bare bottom causes an instant arousal. He slips out of his shorts and hands them to her. As soon has she sets them down, he seizes her and his mouth trails over her neck and down to her breast. Her hands thread through his hair as she is propelled backwards. Her movement stopped as she feels the cool ceramic tiles against her back. Her hands glide over his muscular back and down his hips. One hands tickles up his shaft. His moan is muffled against her breast. She teases at his erection again and he grabs her round bottom in both hands slides her up the wall and then lowers her as he slides deep inside. Her legs wrap around his waist as her one hand reaches out a grasp the top of the shower door for support. Her other hand grips onto his shoulder. He pins her to the wall as he thrust deep into her.

Buffy: Oh yes.

He looks into her eyes and smiles before leaning in brushing her lips with his.

Angel: Feel good?

Buffy: Oh yeah. Sooooo good.

Angel leans over and nibbles her ear. Suddenly he is stopped by her sharp burst of laughter. He looks at her is shock.

Buffy: Sorry.

Angel: Not the reaction I was going for.

Buffy: Sorry. I couldn’t help myself.

Angel: What is it?

She nods her head toward the sink. He glances over his shoulder and sees her nude body seeming to either be floating or hanging from the wall. He turns back saddened.

Buffy: Now that is kinky.

Angel: Kinky?

Buffy: Oh yeah.

Angel: You like doing it with the invisible man?

Buffy: I love making love to you and you are not invisible.

She wraps her legs tighter and looks onto his eyes bringing her forehead to his.

Buffy: I love you.

He smiles at her.

Angel: I love you too.

He gently shifts his hips, never losing eye contact.

Buffy: When I am in your arms I feel I am back in heaven.

Angel: If this is heaven, I hope I can go one day.

Buffy: You will my love. And we will make love everyday for all eternity.

Angel: Now that is heaven.

They continue to look deep into each other’s eyes as he continues the slow rhythm.

Buffy: Mmmmmm.

Angel: Uh huh.

Buffy: Oh. Yes. Oh.

Angel: Uh huh.

Suddenly a slight grimace flashes through her eyes but disappears. Angel stops.

Angel: What’s wrong?

Buffy: Nothing. Don’t stop.

Angel: Did I hurt you?

Buffy: No. I am fine.

Angel: I know what I saw, love.

Buffy: It was nothing. Your daughter just practicing her slayer moves.

Angel stares, then burst out laughing.

Buffy: Watch out.

Angel lowers her to her feet.

Buffy: Okay she is not even here and she is already being a typical kid.

Angel: I guess she is. Does she do it often?

Buffy: No. Just her timing sucks.

He scoops her into his arms and carries her to the bed. He lays her down and lies down beside her. He gently caresses her face and leans in and kisses her.

Buffy: We didn’t have to stop.

Angel: I know. I just prefer a soft place to land when I collapse.

Buffy: Collapse? What happened to vampire stamina?

Angel: It met slayer stamina.

Buffy: Need a nap?

Angel: Hell no. I was just thinking.

Buffy: (hesitantly) What?

Angel: Remember the lists we made?

Buffy: Lists?

Angel: Favorite positions.

Buffy: Oh that. Of course.

Angel: Well I think I have definitely had my three.

Buffy: Yours is one, but yes you have.

Angel: So what about yours? I kind of remember you on top a couple of times.

Buffy: Yes, number one has been done.

Angel: And I also remember your warm mouth sucking me dry.

Buffy: I have had number two.

Angel: But I think we have yet to fulfill number three.

Buffy: You up for it?

Angel: Oh yeah.

She glances down and strokes his hard member.

Angel: Well?

Buffy smiles and rolls over onto her hands and knees. He moves up behind her and slowly rubs the tip along her wet skin. He continues the slow stroking until she bucks backward sliding the head inside but he pulls back.

Angel: Whoa slayer.

He rubs the hard member along her cheek and thigh before again guiding it to the warm moist entry. He grabs her hips and slips inside micro inch by micro inch. She moans in frustration. He continues the slow invasion until he is sheathed deep inside. He leans forward and plants feathery kisses along her spine before beginning the slow gentle stroking. Her body soon matches the leisurely pace.

Angel: God you feel so good.

Buffy: I was about to say that.

Angel: I could stay deep inside like this forever and never get tired of it.

Buffy: Me either. If not for the curse, the demons would take over the world because this girl would never get out of bed.

Angel: Uh huh.

Buffy: Oh yeah.

Their pace picks up.

Buffy: Oh my god. Harder baby, harder.

Angel: Uh huh.

Buffy: Annnggeelllll. Yes Yes. Gawd yes.

He suddenly pulls free and begins rubbing the shaft against her thigh and buttocks. She looks over her shoulder and exclaims.

Angel: What did you just say?

Buffy: You heard me.

Angel: I know I did not just hear what I think I heard.

Buffy: Your vampire hearing is fine.

Angel: There is no way that filth came out of your mouth.

Buffy: I can repeat myself if you need me too.

Angel: No!

Buffy looks at him and he quickly slides back in. He leans over and whispers in her hear ear.

Angel: (w) You want it bad huh?

He reaches around her and cradles her breasts in his hands. His fingers tease her hard nipples as he kisses the nape of her neck. One hand slides down over her abdomen and into her wet hairs, seeking her sensitive clitoris. As his finger makes contact, she arches back against him. They raise up as her head turns and her mouth seeks out his. As their lips and tongues battle, he holds her tight against his chest. His hips crashing hard against her. Her breath comes in jagged gulps. His fingers savagely molesting her tender wet flesh. Her breast gripped in his large hand. Their moans echo through out the room. As he feels her muscles tighten around his hard shaft, a growl rumbles from his chest. Their simultaneous orgasms rock their foundation. He cradles her as they crash sideways onto the bed.

Buffy: (panting) Bed better then floor.

Angel: Told ya.

She rolls over to face him and kisses the tip of his nose.

Angel: Tired?

Buffy: I don’t get tired. You?

Angel: Uncle.

Buffy: What? I don’t believe it. It has been what? Four hours? You have to be joking.

Angel smiles: Give me five minutes.

Buffy: What say you lay down and I give you a massage?

Angel rolls onto his stomach and she begins working his taunt muscles with her hands. She works on his back and down each leg.

Angel: Now I know why I married you.

Buffy: Because we had a baby.

Angel: No. Because you spoil me rotten.

Buffy: You were already rotten. Now roll over so I can finish. He rolls over and looks at her.

Angel: Finish what?

Buffy: You muscles. And not the one you think.

Angel: You sure?

Buffy: Just relax.

She slowly kneads the muscles of his thighs and works up his hips and chest. She lifts and massages one arm pulling it up over his head as she works out the kinks. She works on his solarplexes before moving to his other arm. As she stretches the arm up over his head, she slides over and straddles his chest. Angel smiles. She leans forward and kneads her fingers into the flesh of each arm working her way toward his hands. Her breast dangles close to his mouth. She gasps as she feels his mouth latch on to one nipple.

Buffy: I thought you were relaxing?

Angel sucks harder causing her to groan. She turns back to her work. Her fingers work there way up toward his hands and then caress each finger in turn. As she finishes she looks down as he switches breasts. She tickles his hands and wrist. Suddenly he hears a loud click and feels something hard and cold against his wrists. His eyes dart up as he raises his arms and stares at the two silver bracelets attached by a chain around the bar of the bed.

Angel: What the?

Buffy sits up smiling.

Angel: So I was set up.

Buffy: Yes you were. All I have to do is flash a little breast. You fall for it every time.

Angel: So what are you going to do to me now?

Buffy: Good question. What would you like me to do?

Angel: Unhook me and let me cuff you to the bed.

Buffy: Yeah right. Like that will happen. Now lets see.

She leans toward his mouth and he slides on his game face.

Buffy: Okay we can forgo kissing since I do desire having my tongue sliced to ribbons.

She leans over and kisses his neck and leaves a trail of heat on his skin as she slides her lips and tongue across his necks shoulder and chest. Her tongue slithers over his nipple. It hardens at the contact. Her lips tease the hard tip. I slight shudder flows through his body. She hears the clang of the chain against the brass bar.

Buffy: Better not break something.

She move on to his other nipple and runs her tongue over it until he moans loudly. She climbs off his torso and reaches for the gift bag.

Angel: What else is in there?

Buffy: I need protein. Got to keep up my strength.

Angel: Protein?

Buffy pulls out a small jar of peanut butter.

Buffy: Creamy? I prefer chunky, but I guess the nuts might be too rough.

Angel: I am not saying another thing.

Buffy: Good boy. Just relax and enjoy.

Angel: Relax? Yeah right.

Buffy: I thought you were shutting up.

Angel: Hmph.

He watches as she sticks her finger in the jar and pulls out dollop and smears it on his right nipple and then repeats on his left. She licks her finger and looks at him.

Buffy: Now that will be fun. But where else?

She dips her finger in and smears more on his hip and down his thigh to his knee. She again licks her finger.

Buffy: This will be one fun cat bath.

She immerses two fingers deep into the jar and pulls out a large blob and reaches toward his waist.

Angel: Oh god.

Buffy: Pardon?

Angel: Nothing.

Buffy smiles and smears the thick substance over his erection and down into his hairy balls.

Buffy: Lets hope I don’t end up with a fur ball. But I guess that is the price of a cat bath.

Angel snickers.

She licks her fingers clean and closes the jar. Tossing it on the floor, she lies beside him. He watches as she leans over and dips her tongue into the thick cream. The tip of her tongue collides with his hard nipple eliciting a low moan. She slowly glides her tongue over the hard nub lapping at the gooey substance. His body twitches at the soft stroking of his sensitive flesh. Buffy smiles and quickly sucks up the remaining material on the one side. She slides over and teases at the edge of the thick fluff.

Angel: Buffy please

His chain rattles.

Buffy: So much for being quiet. What do you want?

Angel: Please. I can‘t stand it.

Buffy: Yes you can.

Angel: I can break this chain.

Buffy: But you won’t. Will you?

Angel: No. But I could.

Buffy: Just relax and enjoy the bath.

She quickly lowers her mouth and devours the peanut butter and his nipple. He groans in frustration. Once clean she slides down to his knee and sucks it clean and cleans him up to his hip. She looks at the remaining snack.

Angel: Oh god.

She moves between his legs and lies on her side with her head resting on his thigh. She examines the treat.

Buffy: Where to start.

Angel whimpers.

Buffy: Someone sounds horny.

He rattles his chain and wiggles his hips.

Buffy: The more you do that the slower I go.

He settles back giving her a dirty look.

Buffy: Behave.

She moves forward and begins removing the tasty treat from his sack. When she has it clean once more she gently draws one into her mouth.

Angel: Buffy?

She gently hums and as he feels the vibration of the roof of her mouth against his sensitive tissue, he releases a maon that vibrates throughout the room. She frees the one and repeats the performance on the other side.

Angel: Buuuffffyyyy!!!! OooohhhhhhGaaawwd!!!!!!

She rapidly moves on to his rock hard penis. She quickly sucks away all of the gooey peanut butter and then draws him deep in her mouth. She sucks hard as she follows her pace with her hand around the base. He watches and moans at each draw. Buffy looks up at him and smiles before resuming the attack.

Angel: That feels so good.

Buffy sucks harder at the encouragement. Her hand slips up and cradles his sack.

Angel: God I love when you do that.

Buffy continues.

Angel: Yes oh god yes.

She suddenly stops.

Angel: Noooo.

Buffy smile at him wickedly.

Angel: Buffy?

Buffy: Not yet lover.

She slides upward and straddles him. She leans down into his face.

Buffy: If I kiss you will I be safe?

Angel: Perfectly.

He raises his head toward hers and she runs her fingers through his hair and kisses him.

Angel: Buffy.

Buffy: Yes?

Angel: Are you going to finish?

Buffy: No.

She sits up. And reaches for the bag.

Angel: What now?

She pulls out the key and leans over and unhooks him . She tosses the cuffs and key onto the night stand seconds before she is thrown to her back. He wraps his arms under her knees and spreads her wide as he shove deep inside.

Buffy: Ohhhhhhhhhhmyyyyyyygaaaaawwwwwwddd. Ohhhhhhhhhhh. Haaarrrddderrrr

Angel slams his hip up against her as he rails deep inside. Buffy’s screams of pleasure bounce off the walls as he drives them toward climax. His whole body quivers as he explodes inside of her. He falls to one side.

Buffy: Angel?

Angel: Huh?

Buffy: That was fun.

Angel: For you maybe.

Buffy: Sure and you did not like it at all.

Angel: Didn’t say that. Oh hell is was great. Tie me up anytime.

Buffy: I might just do that.

He laughs and pulls her into his arms.

© 2005 Tara