How Sweet It Is by Zo

Rating: NC-17
Disclaimer: Not mine but the almighty Joss. Neither the owners of this site or myself received any compensation from the posting of this story.
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Spoilers: Everything happened up to Beauty and The Beasts, then veers off into my own little world.
Author's Notes: I just wanted to write something fun and really sexy so there's not much of a plot with this one. Be warned there is a character death but it's not heavy, it's more of an after thought, and an ending that you will probably not expect. Intrigued? Then read on and enjoy!
Grouping: Buffy/Angel/Spike/Faith

Summary: Angel is back from Hell and everyone knows. He and Buffy are together and they explore the kinkier side of their relationship with a little help from Faith and Spike.

"Are you sure Giles?" The sound of hope in her voice was not lost on the Watcher, Her big green eyes were plastered on his face her tiny strong hand held a death grip on the big cold hand that was wrapped around her waist.

Giles looked happily at the couple. They had gone through so much in such a short period of time and it was so obvious that they were totally and completely devoted to each other. He was glad that Angel had returned from hell and sane. He still had some issues with the vampire and the fact that he killed Jenny. But when he looked at the face of the young woman whom he considered a daughter, he knew that he had to put his reservations aside and let them finally be free to love each other. He genuinely liked Angel and he knew that he would always protect Buffy. So he actually found it a lot easier to forgive then he thought it would be. And he knew in his heart that if Jenny were alive she would have wanted the same thing.

"Wow…I can't…I can't believe it!" Buffy was in shock, all her dreams were coming true and she couldn't believe it. There had to be some kind of hitch somewhere…nothing worked out that easily.

"Yes absolutely. I checked the prophecy and there was definite reference to the two of you. The dark and the light shall reunite, love shall lead the way and the dark will be forever encased by the light; trapped in the vessel only to simmer at the edge but never to be set free. It's all there I've double checked with the Watcher's Council." He turned to Angel and smiled "Besides magic, your soul is yours, safe, tightly bound by the love of the guardian of light…the Slayer."

Angel was finding this really hard to believe but Buffy who had complete and utter trust in her Watcher couldn't contain her excitement. She turned around screaming with joy, unshed tears glistening in her eyes she jumped up and wrapped her legs around Angel's waist and her arms tightly around his neck, littering kisses all over his face.

Angel stumbled under her quick assault but was able to steady himself before falling backwards. He held her slim body tightly to his as he kept his eyes on Giles. "I…no I can't."

Giles smiled at him it was clear that the Vampire was going to have a hard time believing. "I know it's a lot to take in Angel, but I assure you, it is absolute correct."

Angel knew the watchers words to be true. Because he knew that Giles out of all people would not lie when it came to this matter. But he still was having a hard time believing that he could actually have a somewhat normal relationship with the love of his life. Good things like this didn't happen to him. Pain, torture, betrayal, and loss those things he was familiar with. But hope, joy, and happiness seemed completely and utterly foreign.

Buffy drew back to look at his face and gage his emotions. She could feel the tension in his body, she knew him so well and she understood that he was having a hard time believing. She gently took his face in her hands and drew his eyes down to hers. "It's okay baby. Look at me…take a deep breath. It's okay...everything is going to be alright now."

Staring into her beautiful hope filled green eyes it slowly started to sink in. A smile, one that Buffy had never seen before, consumed his handsome face. He laughed wholeheartedly, a sound that rattled Giles because he had never heard anything like it.

Angel swung a laughing Buffy around and around "Buffy! Buffy! Buffy!" He stilled their swaying bodies and their mouths joined. Kissing passionately their love shone all around them like a halo and Giles was speechless. If he had any doubts before he certainly had none now.

When they showed no signs of stopping he started to get uncomfortable and cleared his throat…many times, before finally getting their attention. "Perhaps you two would like to celebrate…privately." He smirked and turned away walking into his office.

They pulled away from each other both smiling like idiots. "You know he has a good point…celebrating…privately…" Her tongue came out and slowly licked her lips as she let her words run off to let his imagination take over. Which it did if the lecherous leer that appeared in his eyes was any indication.

He smiled at her evilly letting her body slowly slide down his till her feet touched the ground. "I like the sound of that."

Buffy soon got that same look in her eye as she slowly backed away. Her fingers started a trail from her chin and slowly drew down to the crevice of her breasts, playing with the top button on her blouse.

Angel's eyes were glued to her fingers that continued to toy with the button. His mind was in overdrive; all the erotic images of what was now possible flooded his senses. Without knowing it his features shifted to that of the demon, his eyes glowed yellow, and the air that he didn't need to breath rapidly filled his dead lungs.

She was lost in his handsome face, it didn't matter that it was the face of the demon she loved all of him. And the thought of finally being free to show him how much she loved and needed him was so enlightening that she could feel her inhibitions leaving her.

"Just think Angel, we can finally be together." She watched as his eyes remained on her fingers.

"Mmmm.." He couldn't think…what the hell was wrong with him; his mind was totally consumed with her and what was to come.

She could sense that he was totally attuned to her and that he really wasn't paying any attention to the words that she was saying. She decided to play with him…just a little. "The mansion…"

"Mmm" 'The what?' Angel thought he couldn't concentrate on anything she was saying he was just enraptured with her nimble fingers and what lay behind that silk shirt.

"I'll bet you I can get there before you, if I do, I get to have my way with you…"

Did he hear her right? "Mmm" His eyes sparkled even brighter if that was possible.

"If I don't…then you…." Her finger came out and jabbed him in the chest "can have your way with me."

Okay that he definitely heard and the most feral smile crossed his lips as he reached out for her. But she scooted away and headed toward the door. "Ready baby?" She asked before she ran off at full speed with a growling Angel close at her heels.

Throwing open the doors to the mansion Buffy lifted her leg to step inside but instead was tackled to the ground. Their bodies rolled together on the floor as their lustful laughter filled the room.

When they finally stopped Angel sat on his haunches holding her hands above her head and leering at her evilly.

"I won." He stated as he mentally tallied off all the ways he was going to have his way with her.

Angel shook his head at her "No the rules were the first one here gets to have their way with the other. So…I got here first so I get to have my way with you." With one hand he held her wrists together as the other shot out to her blouse and skillfully started to unbutton the buttons that she had teased him with earlier.

"Because lover you were so out of your mind with the adrenaline that's running through those sweet veins of yours…" he inhaled deeply and his body involuntarily shuttered as her unique scent filled his nostrils "that you didn't see me behind the bush." His fingers now had the top button open and he slowly caressed her soft skin with the tips of his fingers.

Her eyebrows raised a notch because she didn't believe him; there was no way that she wouldn't sense the object of her desire hiding in a bush. But she figured that it didn't really matter because either way she was getting something that she desperately wanted, so she would let him win…this time.

"Okay fine you win." She looked deeply into his carnal eyes ready to submit to him in any way, shape or form that he wanted. "So…what do you want?" She huskily asked.

Looking at her sweet trusting face he spoke honestly, he spoke what was in his heart "I want you."

She lifted her hips up and pressed them against his crotch and hoarsely laughed, "I know you want me…but how do you want me?"

She knew that she was being very forward, more forward then she had ever been in their relationship. But she felt so free, so invigorated with the notion that she could let go of all her inhibitions and explore every single sexual situation there was with the love of her life, her soul mate. It was like she was a totally different person. Someone with no cares in the world ready to be shown the darker more decadent side of sex, it was a bit disturbing but absolutely refreshing, and she was so ready for it.

Angel growled at her actions as he smelt her heighten excitement and his face shifted once again. He wanted her so much that he didn't know if he could be gentle. He could feel the demon on the edge howling with lust at her wanton behavior; even the soul was tittering on the verge of violence.

They were so attuned to each other that she had no problem sensing his inner struggle. His emotions were fighting with each other his gentle compassionate soul mentally arguing with the violent take-what-I-want demon.

She really didn't want him to be uptight about this, which he tends to do when something concerns her welfare. She just wanted him to relax and let go…to let in his baser emotions. In fact she craved it, because it was what she was feeling and she wanted him in the same place as her.

She spoke softly while looking in to his golden yellow eyes. "Angel, don't be afraid to be who you are, to take what you want. I can handle it, I won't break."

She cocked her head to the side and finally broke one hand free from his grasp. She reached down to the rock hard bulge in his jeans and roughly squeezed him through the thick material. "Besides, I want you to be rough. I want you to let go of everything Angel. I'm tired of thinking I'm tired of holding back. I don't want either one of us to ever hold back again."

She waited a few seconds to let that sink in. Then she grabbed him by the back of the head and pulled him down to her till their mouths practically touched. Her tongue came out and licked a path on his lower lip all the while keeping contact with his eyes. "Take me now Angel!" She lightly licked her way across his cheek and up to his ear, when she spoke her voice was demanding and raspy "Fuck me now…hard!"

Her words were the soothing key that he needed to hear. They opened the cage door that housed his most basic desires and wants. He was filled with such a sense of peace and acceptance, warmth and love, trust and blinding devotion that he roared the most animalistic sound that Buffy had ever heard.

He grabbed her hand and placed it back over her head tightly gripping it with the other. His other hand swiftly ripped her skirt away and then her panties, leaving her bare to his hungry eyes. He took only a second to look at her beautiful swollen vagina, that was wet calling to him to come inside, before his eyes traveled back up to her chest. He ripped her blouse completely off freeing her breasts that were covered by a simple white lace bra he wasted no time in ripping that off too.

His mouth watered at the sight and he lowered his head roughly took a nipple in his mouth licking and nipping at it. In his hastened actions his fang made a small slice on her breast and the instant the smell of her rich blood hit his nose, he became even more like a ravaged animal, roughly sucking on it.

She jerked her hands free from his grasp he growled at her disobedience but she ignored him and gripped his head pushing him further into her breasts. He purred at her actions and continued to suckle.

Behind her closed eyes her entire existence was teetering on the edge of a cliff looking out into an endless abyss of passion, and she was frantic to get lost in that abyss.

She clawed at his back her nails drawing blood "Please Angel now…!" She demanded needing him inside of her.

He grunted and quickly unzipped his jeans taking out his cock he thrust inside of her welcoming heat, hard and fast.

"Ohhh" Her eyes closed as the excoriating mix of pain and pleasure rocked her body. She had to take several deep breaths to adjust to the intrusion. Her body had been without him for so long, the only pleasure it had received since that fateful night on her birthday, was her own fingers and lord knows that that does not in any way compare with the enormous cock that now filled her.

Her body tensed from his assault and somehow it penetrated through the blinding haze of desire that clouded his rationality. He stopped himself and looked at her "Are you okay?" He held still afraid that he had hurt her.

She opened her eyes and looked at him the worry evident on his face, the tension in his own body was clear as his muscles strained for control. God he was so beautiful she couldn't take her eyes of him. The perfect body, the perfect man, the perfect demon and they were all hers.

"I'm fine it's just that's it's been so long, and I forgot how big you are." She smiled at him reassuring him that she was okay.

He smiled back as a mischievous glint entered his eyes "Well I'll have to make sure that you never forget again."

"Mmmm I don't think there will be a problem with that." And she squeezed her inner muscles squeezing his cock and making him hiss with pleasure. "God Buffy!"

It was slightly painful; it felt like a cock ring being put on his dick, cutting off the blood, like being pinched. It was so incredible it felt like she was going to rip his dick off and since he was a demon at heart the pain just turned him on more. "I can't wait anymore Buffy…I can't hold back." His words hitched with the effort that it took to control the lust burning inside of him.

"You don't have to baby. Move…I want to feel you inside of me…everywhere!" And she squeezed again this time with all her strength making his body shutter with pleasure. "AHHHHHH FUCK!"

"Everywhere...yes…yes" and he started to move. Pushing in and pulling almost all the way out of her heat before thrusting back to the hilt.

Her hands traveled up to his strong shoulders and down to his dampening chest to twist and pull on his nipple. "Oh God its sooo good baby, I've missed you so much." She lifted her hips in tune with his thrusts eagerly accepting each one, desperately needing to feel more of him.

Her softly spoken words, the heat of her body and the tightness of her sheath, were too much for his starved body. He quickened his pace ruthlessly moving in and out of her, harder and faster with each thrust he made.

"Yessss Angel…harder…please fuck me!" her screams echoed off the stone walls.

"Oh God…so hot…so tight!" He was where he always wanted to be, tightly inside of her on the brink of total and complete ecstasy. There was just one thing that he craved, one thing that he needed to complete his taking of his mate.

"Buffy?" It was a question that any other time he would not have even dreamed to ask but he had to seal it, truly make her his in everyway.

She knew what he wanted and she wanted it too, her body hummed with the anticipation of his bite marking her as his. She knew what it meant and she longed for it. "Yes Angel…please…drink!" She twisted her head to the side.

He dove right in breaking her smooth skin with his long fangs and drinking her life's essence. His eyes rolled back into his head as the taste of her smoothly coated his throat. The demon roared out his pleasure and his body shock with such intensity that he felt like was going to break into a thousand little pieces. The power and strength that filled him was unlike anything he had ever felt before.

For Buffy it was like heaven she was finally be claimed by her love, her soul mate and there was no feeling on the face of the planet or in the afterlife that could ever feel better then this.

"Angellllll!" She keened as she exploded around him. Her body arched off the floor tense with the orgasm that rocked her world.

As her muscles constricted she clenched his cock once again hard and it sent him over the edge. Withdrawing his fangs from her throat he slammed into her one last time and shot his cold seed deep inside of her, shouting his release "OH BUFFFFYYYY!"

She looked at him his head was thrown back, his eyes were tightly closed, and tiny droplets of blood dripped off his fangs trickling down his mouth and neck. Without thinking she leaned up and licked at the blood on his neck then moved up to his mouth, closing hers over his and kissing him passionately. It seemed like the most natural thing to do, and tasting her own essence on his lips and in the hot crevices of his mouth, made her tingle with the righteousness of the forbidden act. This is what lovemaking was all about and she would never ever again let it slip from her grasp.

She released his mouth and fell back breathing hard, feeling content and sated. He lowered his body fully on top of hers, pressing her further into the cold stone floor. Her arms came up around his waist hugging him to her tightly.

"I love you Angel…all of you…I always have and I always will." She kissed his dark head and squeezed him more.

"I love you Buffy, always and forever." He kissed the top of her breast gently and softly.

"Well, well, well…what do we have here? The last time I saw you two you were ready to gut each other." Spike came crashing in from the garden terrace, a bottle of whiskey in his hand and drunk as a skunk.

Angel and Buffy's head's whipped around at the loud intrusion, their naked bodies glistened in the moonlight that shown through the terrace doors.

Spike stumbled through the room knocking over a table as he made his way to the nude couple on the floor. "So kiddies care to explain?" He fell to the floor next to them. Buffy was splayed out looking totally sated, sweat dripped on her forehead her skin was rosy and flushed and her slim tanned legs were wrapped around Angel's waist.

"God Spike you stink?" Buffy said waving her hand in front of her nose. "What the hell are you doing back in my town?"

"Spike what are you doing here?" Angel was weary because with Spike you never knew what was going to happen and a drunken Spike was even worse. And considering the position that they were in, naked and vulnerable, he didn't know what to expect.

But instead of taking advantage of them and killing them he just sprawled out on the floor next to them and looked at Buffy with sad puppy dog eyes. "She was my dark queen you know? She belonged to me…until you came along, little-miss-I'll-save-the-world." His words were slurred as his eyes stared at her tan bare shoulders. His finger came out and touched her shoulder lightly grazing it with his nail.

Buffy shivered at his touch and looked at Angel who was watching Spike very warily. "Where's Dru?" he asked, half expecting to hear her crazy ramblings from the other side of the room.

Angel angrily grabbed his hand forcing him to look at him "SPIKE…where is she?"

Spike's bloodshot eyes shot to Angel's angry brown orbs, his eyes suddenly clearing as if remembering where he was. "What the hell are you doing here?" His head swung back to Buffy's gaze "You were supposed to kill him, what's a matter gone soft?" He sneered at her as his eyes once again roamed to her shoulders and down her collarbone.

"It's a long story." She couldn't believe this was happening. She just had the most enjoyable sexual experience in her life, she was on the floor totally naked with only a naked Angel covering her, and she felt completely comfortable talking to a drunken Spike. Why the hell wasn't she jumping up and putting clothes on? She mentally shrugged; guess that's what you get for feeling totally liberated and free.

Spike rolled over on his back shutting his eyes and throwing an arm over them. "Dru? She left me mate...left me for a chaos demon."

Suddenly he jumped up and started to angrily pace. "A CHAOS DEMON! Can you believe that! A God damn Chaos Demon." He slapped his hands against his leg.

Approaching them again he dropped down on his haunches, leaning in closer to Buffy. "Have you ever seen a chaos demon luv?" She shook her head no. "Ugly as sin and not much in the bed department either, definitely can't compete with a demon like me!"

His eyes trailed down between the couple, Angel was lying completely on top of the Slayer and his hard chest was pressed against her breasts pushing them up. He could see the side of her breast and he it looked so full and lush he felt his cock twitch. God she looked sexy, was she always that big chested? His eyes crunched together as he tried to remember.

Angel rolled his eyes at the dramatics of his grandchild. Grabbing his shirt he placed it in between them covering Buffy's breasts. He then stood up totally comfortable in his naked state. He grabbed Spike by his jacket and hauled him up "What do you want Spike?"

Looking at Angel Spike suddenly felt very small. He had forgotten how big he was, how imposing, especially naked. He was a lummox there was no other word to describe it. He looked down at his limp cock and shook his head, even soft the bugger was huge, it just wasn't fair. He was pretty well equipped himself, but if he had half the package that Angel did then maybe Dru wouldn't have left him.

But something strange was going on here. Angel and Buffy were naked and clearly shagging, a total turn around from the last time he had seen them.

He looked up at Angel, "What the hell is going on here? I may be drunk but I know that naked Buffy and naked Angel equals one mean bastard, and…" He leaned in to Angel and sniffed, his nose crinkling with disgust, "…you got a soul…" He turned a pitiful eye to Buffy, "just don't do it for him anymore eh luv?"

"Spike shut up!" Buffy drawled out running a hand through her tangled hair, a sneaky smile on her face, confidence radiating off her body with the knowledge of how much she does 'do it' for him.

"Yes I have a soul. Look Spike it's a long story, and really not your business, so cut the shit and tell me why you're here!" Angel was mad he didn't want to have to deal with his stupid Grandchild he wanted to bask in the body of his mate.

Buffy sat up with Angel's shirt covering her breasts. Spike turned to look at her "You don't have to cover yourself on my account pet."

He leaned down so they were eye to eye "You know back in the day, Angelus and I shared everything." His finger came out once again to touch her. He didn't know why but he just couldn't resist the pull to do so. It was like her skin called out to him.

She grabbed his hand before he touched her and her other hand came out of nowhere with a stake now over his heart. He looked down "Where do you keep that thing luv…" he whispered leaning in closer, lifting a hand to pull the shirt away from her breasts, "down here?"

"Owe…alright, alright, gees still got the 'I'm the master' attitude eh?" He pulled loose of Angel's grip and walked over to the couch and sat down.

"See it's like this...Dru and me was in Brazil see and one night I went out hunting…" his eyes glazed over, "nothing like the taste of a young Brazilian virgin…remember Angelus…so sweet…so mouthwatering…"

"Not one for reminiscing eh? Alright, where was I…oh…okay so I'm out hunting for my dark queen when bam I'm jumped by a bunch of commandos. Next thing I know I wake up in a white room locked in. So I have no idea where the hell I am and there's this vamp next to my cell and he starts telling me that it's a government demon lock down."

"He's drunk he doesn't know what he's talking about?" Angel turned away and grabbed his pants pulling them on, then threw Buffy her clothes. She grabbed them and started to put them on.

"Yes I am but I know what I'm talking about you poof!" He jumped up and walked over to Angel. "Take a look at this." He turned around and lowered his head pointing to the mark on the back of his neck. "See that do you Angelus? Well that wasn't there before and now…" he trailed off sounding distant.

Angel looked at the mark his eyebrows furrowed he touched it, it was definitely fresh, he pushed on it, "Owe!" and it was hard, there was definitely something there under his skin.

"Now I can't bite anyone anymore!" He whined sounding like a kid who lost his favorite toy.

"What are you talking about?" Buffy asked as Angel continued to stare at the scar.

Spike stomped over to Buffy his game face on "I'm talking about this!" He roughly grabbed her and before Angel or Buffy could make a move he dove down to her neck to take a taste. The second his teeth touched her flesh a sharp pain radiated through his head. He jumped back holding his head screaming in pain. "ARRRRHHHHH FUCK!"

Buffy and Angel stared at him like he had lost his mind. "Are you telling us that the government put something in your head so you can't bite people anymore?" Buffy asked as she walked closer to him.

Spike shook his head to clear it as the pain receded "That's exactly what I'm saying luv. After that Dru she left me, said I wasn't a true demon anymore and ran off with that bloody Chaos Demon." He spoke softly, sounding detached and broken.

"You…you're neutered! HA HA HA HA! Who's the poof now ah Spiky?" Angel was really enjoying this. He sat down on the couch and put his feet up on the table and his hands behind his head, rich deep laughter spilling from his lips.

"Oh come on baby this is funny! The big bad turns out to be nothing but a neutered little puppy dog!" Angel chuckled.

Buffy's eyes scolded her lover, it wasn't that she cared for Spike, but the idea of the government doing something like this freaked her out. One reason was because it was her job to take care of the creatures of the night; the other reason was because it was just mean. It was a lot nicer and cleaner to just kill them but this…this was just cruel.

"It's not funny Angel, its wrong." She said as she looked at the back of Spike's head.

"I'm not on your side Spike I just think if you're going to dabble in demon hunting then do it right and kill them."

Spike's eyes narrowed at her, "I don't see you killing him." He nodded his head to a still laughing Angel.

Buffy looked over at him and a warm smile crossed her lips "He's different, he has a soul."

Spike looked at Angel and at the moment he was laughing so evilly at his misfortune that it didn't look like he had a soul "Are you sure about that pet, he doesn't seem to be very compassionate about my situation."

He put his feet down and leaned forward, "Why should I be compassionate to you after all the times that you tortured me because I had a soul! I don't feel one smidgen of compassion for you. You're just like me now Spiky and that's funny. You've become the thing you hate…a soft demon."

Spike got to his feet and approached Angel insulted by his words. "I ain't soft you pounce!" Angel stood up ready to take Spike on. "Your words not mine!" he said.

All of a sudden the doors were thrown open, "Okay guys sorry to interrupt but private time is over!"

Faith strolled inside and looked at the occupants of the room. Buffy and Angel were barely dressed and Angel was staring down some fully clothed bleach blond guy she had never seen. She titled her head and looked at him from his shoes to the tips of his spikes. Was he a friend of Buffy's from school? Shame she never saw him before he was cute, from the rear at least.

But then she noted the vibes that she was getting off of him, the tingling in her stomach, and she answered her own question. She withdrew a stake and immediately went into Slayer mode.

"Who the hell is this?" She asked taking a step closer ready to protect her friends.

Spike turned around to the sound of a husky voice and looked into the deepest brown eyes he had ever seen with a striking face to go with it. His eyes traveled down her leather clad body, ummm nice I'd like to get a piece of that. "Hello beautiful…"

What was it about dark beauties that he found so attractive? And he was definitely attracted to her as he felt his jeans get tight. But then he got another feeling and his eyes crinkled, his gut was telling him something that couldn't be.

He turned to Buffy and Angel "Just what the fuck is going on here! There's two of em?"

Buffy looked at Spike, she was thoroughly exasperated with him. This was not how her 'private time' was supposed to be and she was annoyed.

She walked between them "Spike, this is Faith, Faith this is Spike. And yes Spike Faith is a Slayer, and yes Faith, Spike is a vampire, a neutered one…at least now he is, so he's not dangerous."

Angel chuckled at her terminology. But his head was spinning because watching Buffy was like watching a tennis match. Her head swung back and forth between the two of them as she spoke and it was giving him a headache. He sat down on the couch and started to rub his temples.

Faith peered at Spike craning her head left and right trying to figure out exactly what Buffy was talking about. "Neutered?" Angel couldn't contain his glee and chuckled again, which got him a glare from Spike and Buffy. "Care to explain that B?"

Faith looked at Angel like he had grown ten heads. "Are you laughing?" She then looked at Buffy, "He laughs?"

She shyly smiled, to Buffy's amazement, feeling silly that she had forgotten the reason she was here. She blamed it on the roller coaster ride her stomach was taking her on caused by the very virile vampire that stood next to her.

She shook her head from those thoughts she couldn't be attracted to him he was a vamp and she wasn't Buffy. "Oh right, ah… G-Man needs to see us all at the library, something about some big bad brewing in town."

She turned her gaze back to Spike because she had felt his ice blue eyes on her the entire time. "What?" She asked, annoyed that he kept staring at her.

Spike was slowly slipping into a state of oblivion. He could smell her hair and the Vidal Sassoon shampoo she used, he could smell the light trace of perfume, no…not perfume it was too fruity too natural…oh…raspberry body spray…mmmm…delicious, and the sweet smell of her blood rapidly pumping through her veins, was sending his senses into overdrive.

He gave her his sexiest smile while looking into her deep hypnotic eyes. "Nothing luv."

Spike shrugged and turned around walking over to the couch to sit down next to Angel. "Whatever you say pet?"

He smiled at her obvious discomfort and couldn't resist teasing her. "Okay sweetheart."

Faith was mad and she was extremely uncomfortable with the way he was looking at her. Plus the pretty words that were coming out of his mouth that she wasn't accustomed to. Not that she never had guys call her those things before, but for some reason coming from him it sounded sincere and not just bullshit to get down her pants. And that's what made her feel out of sorts.

She walked over to the couch, crossed her arms over her chest and stared down at him menacingly. "Listen up 'Mr.-I-can't-get-it-up'…"

But Faith just continued, "I don't want to here those words coming out of your mouth and at my direction or I might just have to put you out of your misery…comprende'?"

He stood up and faced her, "Look sweetheart…" he stressed the word and watched her face get even angrier, "…let's get something straight here, I got no problem with getting it up. In fact…" he grabbed her by the hips and pulled her forward, slamming her into his tight lean body and the hard cock that was most assuredly up and ready for business. "…I could prove it to you…" he leaned in closer, their lips practically touching, "…if you'd like."

Angel watching the two of them could feel the sexual tension heating up, he could smell their excitement and their passion, and he shifted in his seat as his cock tingled and started to get hard.

Buffy didn't have the enhanced senses of a vampire, but she could still feel the sexual tension in the air. She looked at Angel who was staring at them hungrily, like he expected them to just start rutting right there on floor. She knew that he was turned on and she felt herself get wet as she noticed the bulge in his crotch growing bigger.

She mentally cleared her mind and walked up to them. "Faith why don't you go to the Library and take Spike with you. Angel and I will get dressed and meet you there."

Spike turned his gaze to Buffy "What a minute you can't just blow me off! I want to know what the hell has been going on here and why he's still here and with a soul!"

Angel finally got off the couch ready to take control of the situation. Because with all the sparks flying in the air between everyone, he just couldn't sit still anymore. "Spike just go with Faith to the library, she'll explain and we'll catch up."

"And wouldn't that be a shame." Faith sneered out as she headed toward the door. She needed to feel some cool air she was way too hot.

"Spike, look it's very simple, you tell Faith and the others what you told us, and they won't kill you." Angel said but he didn't sound too sure of himself.

Angel continued, "And Faith will tell you what happened with us. Okay everyone happy." He said.

Buffy walked over to Faith taking her by the arm then walked over to Spike and took him by the arm, walking them to the door. "Okay kiddies, you go and we'll meet you there."

When they reached the door Buffy opened it and led them outside; they both turned around and looked at her. "Oh, and play nice." She said sweetly before slamming the door in their faces.

They stood staring at the door and amazed that they had been dismissed so easily. They both then jumped when the door banged loudly and they heard a loud moan "Angel…"

Spike turned away he could easily picture in his mind his grandsire taking the slayer from behind against the door and he swallowed.

Faith stood staring at the door "Sex fiends!" She then turned around and started walking with Spike to the library.

"Yeah why isn't he dead?" She smiled because he sounded really upset about that.

"Short please, my ears couldn't take the entire Buffy & Angel show." She laughed at him.

"Red cursed him, he got his soul back, but not before he opened the portal. So B killed him and he came back." She said it so nonchalantly like it was just another day in the park.

But Spike had been there, he knew what Angelus planned, and if the portal was opened then that meant only one thing.

"Are you telling me that Blondie sent the love of her life to hell…and with a soul?" Surprise was in his voice.

Spike was clearly impressed. "Wow she's got bigger balls than I thought she did."

"What's the big deal?" Faith didn't see what was so impressive. She knew the devoted relationship the two of them had, in fact if she was honest with herself she would even have to say that she was jealous of that relationship. But the Slayer in her didn't see it as anything special, because Buffy was just doing her job.

"Well it's not Disneyland I can tell you that. Even for a demon it's pure torture, but for a soul…" His voice trailed off as he shook his head, amazed that the poof wasn't running around killing everyone.

Holy shit…that's like 400 years…400 years of torture, he knew he wouldn't have come out all roses and sunshine and he wondered how Angel did it.

He scowled into the dark, the bleedin' poof never ceases to amaze. The tenaciousness of his inner strength was something that Spike had always respected in the other demon. Even though he would never admit it to anyone.

He shrugged, "Not much to tell pet, I was here last year, helped the Slayer and all, then split."

Faith smiled "Yeah I heard about that. But what was B talking about you being neutered?" She couldn't believe how comfortable she felt around him. How she wasn't afraid, how she didn't feel the need to stick a stake in his heart and watch him turn to dust.

Spike frowned "Must we keep using that word! I am not neutered, I'm just having some…issues at the moment." He was embarrassed and really didn't want to talk about it especially with her. It just made him feel very unmanly.

Faith smirked at him as he started to walk faster, clearly wanting to get away from her and her questions. She increased her pace; "Well you know your going to have to tell me before we get to the library so I can tell the Scoobies what's going on! You know, so they don't try to kill you!"

He stopped and waited for her to catch up with him "Fine, but no cracks about being neutered!"

As they continued on to the library Spike told her what happened to him in Brazil. By the time they reached the library he had finished his story and Faith felt sorry for him.

They stood outside the doors to the library staring at each other. Spike didn't know her very well but he knew to expect a sarcastic remark. So he was surprised with what happened next.

Faith felt her heart break for him and she had no idea why. She, like Buffy, thought that it was just cruel to do that instead of just killing him. For some reason she felt connected to him, like they were the same, and she wanted to let him know how she felt.

She took a step closer and they stood toe to toe, she lifted her hand and placed it on the back of his neck, he hissed at the contact of her skin touching his. "Here?" she asked softly.

She very gently turned him to the side and lowered his head with her hand. She leaned up and very softly placed a kiss on the scar on the back of his neck. Spike shuttered with pleasure as her wet lips touched his sensitive skin and his eyes closed.

She looked back at the scar and had an overwhelming urge to taste his skin and offer him some sense of comfort. Her tongue came out and lightly touched the scar, then circled the outer edges of it. Spike moaned softly and she felt her panties get wet.

She leaned back and raised his head. His eyelids lifted to reveal golden yellow orbs glowing back at her. She could hear her own heart thumping in her chest and she could hear her own shallow breaths. She cradled his head in her hands and leaned in wanting to taste more of him.

Spike lifted his hands to her waste and pulled her closer. Their bodies touched and he could feel her hot breath bathing his face, she licked her lips and he lowered his mouth to hers.

He was just about to taste heaven when he was suddenly tackled to the ground his arms pinned to his sides. He growled.

"Spike! What the hell are you doing back in town?" Xander sat astride him, anger and fear written on his face. Willow, Oz, Cordelia and Giles all came running out, stakes drawn.

"Buffy's going to be really pissed when she sees you, you guys a made a deal." Willow said so matter-of-factly.

"Come on Spike you don't really expect us to believe that do you?" Cordelia asked.

"GUYS??" Faith screamed, finally getting their attention as they all whipped their heads around to look at her.

She walked over to where Xander sat on Spike and grabbed him by the collar of his shirt lifting him up. "He's telling the truth." She held out her hand for Spike, who gratefully grabbed it, allowing her to help him up. "Thanks luv."

"They're ah…busy…they'll be here soon. Come inside and I'll tell you guys a fairy tale." She headed inside the library totally unaware that she was still holding Spike's hand.

"You know you don't have to tie me up. Didn't you people just here what she said?" Spike really hated these people, what ever possessed him to come back to this place, he'll never know, but he was now wishing he hadn't.

Faith just rolled her eyes at the prom queen God she hated these people. They didn't trust her, but she was okay with that because she didn't trust them either. The only people she trusted were Buffy, Giles and Angel. She looked at Spike and a tingle went up her spine, she smiled at him, she could trust him too.

"Finally! Will you please tell these morons that I can't hurt them anymore!" Spike whined from his chair.

"Buffy what's going on, Faith said that Spike has some sort of chip in his head placed there by the Government?" Giles asked.

Buffy pulled a chair out and Angel sat down, then she sat down on his lap. He wrapped his arms around her waist and she laced their hands together. "Well that's what he told us."

Giles looked at Spike questioningly "Yes but can you trust him? Do you believe this crazy story?"

Buffy nodded happily, "Yup he tried to bite me and he couldn't". Buffy confirmed.

"Remarkable." Giles was looking at Spike like he was the newest edition to the specimen lab.

Buffy turned to Willow, "Couldn't. He tried but then he fell to the floor screaming like a little baby!" She pouted playfully at him, as Angel smirked and Faith giggled.

"Hey I did not scream like a little baby, girlie! It hurt!" He screamed at her then looked at Faith who stopped laughing and sat up straighter in her chair.

"I'm surprised that the government has taken such measures. I wasn't even aware that they knew that demons existed." Giles stated.

"Believe me Giles they know, they've known for a long time." Angel said, looking at Spike.

Angel kept his eyes on Spike "During World War II, I worked for them and they knew all about demons."

"Wow you guys were like spies for the government?" Willow asked excitedly turning to Spike.

"More like Angelus was and I just got stuck in the wrong place at the wrong time." Spike told her.

Buffy craned her head back and looked at Angel "Ohhh…secret agent...sexy…" She let her eyes tell him just how exciting she though it was. He gave her his famous lopsided grin and they slowly leaned in and kissed.

Xander cleared his throat, "Ah excuse me we are here for a reason aren't we?" Xander said. He hated the fact that Angel was back and in everyone's good graces.

Buffy pulled away from Angel and looked at Xander coldly. She still hadn't forgiven him for not telling her that Willow was re-cursing Angel. Xander uncomfortable under the hard scrutiny of the Slayer, slouched in his chair.

"Yes quite right. There seems to be a demon in town trying to sell some books regarding the Mayors' Ascension. Faith, Buffy I want you two to meet him and get the books any way you can, we're going to need those books if we have any hope in destroying the Mayor."

"Everyone else I want you to look out for anything strange or different." He looked up and into everyone's dumbfounded face. "Well…I...ummm…mean anything that's strange and different for Sunnydale." They had the same expressions on their faces. God they were exasperating. "Oh you know what I mean." Then he turned around and went into his office, shutting the door.

Buffy jumped up "Okay time to work." She pulled Angel up out of his chair and slowly kissed him "I'll see you later at the mansion?"

"Maybe I should come with you." He was worried about her, he knew she could take care of herself but he still had the overwhelming urge to protect what was his.

She smiled sweetly at him and kissed him again. "Its okay baby we'll be alright, right Faith?"

"What exactly does that mean?" Xander said to no one in particular and Cordelia just rolled her eyes.

Buffy contemplated his question for only a second, "Xander let him go he's harmless." Buffy said.

Xander stood up placing his hands on the table, "No way! I don't want him running around town."

Angel stared daggers at Xander, who was not his favorite person in the world, and walked over to Spike untying the ropes. "He can't hurt anyone Harris, besides I'll take him back to the mansion with me."

Angel tightened the rope "Owe you wanker!" After giving Spike a reproachful look he loosened it.

Spike stood up and kicked his chair back, rubbing his wrists he looked at Xander.

"Come on Spike." Angel walked back to Buffy, "I'll see you later…be careful!" He kissed her one last time then headed out the door, "Spike!"

"B can I ask you a question?" Buffy and Faith were on their way to Giles's house. They had retrieved the book but unfortunately they didn't get away clean. Mr. Trick showed up with some goons, and in the process of trying to retrieve the book, the messenger and all the goons got dusted, except Mr. Trick, who snuck away. But they still had the book, which was all that mattered.

Buffy almost blushed "No…I…mean yaeah we do, it's just that I've never been with a regular guy, Angel was my first."

Buffy looked at her and she had a feeling where this was going "Faith do you like Spike?" she asked.

Faith looked at her quickly, very quickly "What B…no…he's a demon!" she tried to sound insulted but it didn't come out that way.

Buffy laughed, "It's alright Faith, I know what your feeling. I went through it all with Angel. No one was happy to see us together, and certain people still aren't."

They looked at each other knowingly "Xander" they said at the same time laughing.

"Yeah but I don't care what anyone thinks. I love him and I know that he loves me. And I'll do anything I have to do to keep us together. So I guess what I'm saying is that if you like Spike then you should go for it and not listen to anyone. Besides he is kind of sexy... he's got that whole chiseled look going for him."

Faith opened the doors to the mansion and walked inside. Angel was sitting on the chair in front of the fireplace reading a book. He looked up when he heard the door open. Expecting to see Buffy, he was disappointed when he saw that it was Faith. He stood up, "Hey Faith, where's Buffy?"

Faith strolled inside. "Don't worry big guy she'll be over later. We ran into Mr. Trick and some vamps, she went home to shower and change."

"Good. Okay, listen…ah, make your self comfortable, I'm going to run out for a few things I'll be back later."

Faith stood in the empty living room and looked around. Since she never really had the opportunity to explore, she figured that now was as good a time as any. So she walked up the stairs.

Walking down the darkened hall she glanced briefly at the old pictures hanging on the wall. They were lined down the hallway; old portraits of people that nobody knew but who were probably the last occupants of the house. Walking down the hallway she felt like their eyes followed her and she shivered.

There was a door every few feet on both sides, walking up to the last one on the right at the end of the hallway, she slowly turned the knob and opened the door. It's hinges creaked in the silence of the house and echoed off the walls.

She walked inside; it looked like an old music room. There was a piano in the corner in front of a beautiful stain glass window. Odd she thought, I don't remember seeing that window from outside. She walked over to the window and looked out, ah the back of the house. That's why she never saw it; she had never been to the back of the house.

She walked around the room; dusty old chairs and settees were placed all around the piano like the last people to sit in them were here for a concert.

Walking back up to the piano her fingers lightly tapped the keys, the sound bounced off the walls and filled the quite room with a note that it hadn't heard in years.

She closed her eyes imagining what it must have been like to live in this house when it was all new and clean. The grand parties they must have had and the soft sounds of the keyboard that the dressed up ladies and gentleman danced too, all seemed surreal especially now with a vampire taking residence.

Faith opened her eyes and spun around as her heartbeat increased a notch. He was bathed in the moonlight that spilled in through the stained glass window; he was awash in the colors of a rainbow. Except for his eyes, she couldn't see them, but she felt them on her body. Lazily traveling over her skin.

He took a step closer into the room. He had known the second she came into the house. He had stood at the top of the stairs while she talked to Angel. Then he had hid in the shadows while she walked down the hallway. Now she was here and he was here, and he wanted to taste more of what she offered at the school.

"Curious about what?" He asked softly, still taking small measured steps into the room. She was a slayer after all and he was a vamp. He didn't know how receptive she would be to his advances, so better to take it slow.

Her big brown eyes remained on him as he finally got closer to her and she could see his cool ice blue eyes. Eyes that know seemed to burn a hole through her.

"About the people that used to live in this house, you know the little soirées they must have had in this room." She smiled at him.

Spike cast a quick glance around the room, he had never been in this room before but he knew what she was talking about. It seemed like the old occupants lingered in the room speaking of past times in hushed voices. It reminded him of his own beginnings, of the poet he once was before the demon, before the call of blood pulled his strings.

He turned back to look at her she was beautiful, her long brown hair fell loosely over her shoulders, the ends laying on the tops of her breasts, tickling the precious skin that was there. He yearned to taste that skin, he wanted to know her…all of her and decided that slow was really overrated.

He took another step and he was right in front of her. He leaned forward pushing her back as she hit the piano. He placed his hands on both sides of the piano effectively capturing her.

"What would you say about having our own little soiree?" He leaned into her neck and breathed in her scent. There was no fear only excitement and it made him hotter. "Just you…and me, creating our own memories." He kissed her neck softly under her ear and she shivered from the touch.

Buffy's words replayed in her mind and she wrapped her arms around his neck pulling him closer. Ready to see what it was like to be fucked by a vampire. She had always fantasized about it, even before meeting Buffy, now she felt free to explore those fantasies.

Spike growled into her neck as she pulled him closer and her breasts pressed against his chest. She felt so soft and warm and firm, he hungrily kissed and nipped at her neck. His tongue licked little circles under her ear then went inside and tongued her.

She moaned tightening her hold on him as she ran her hands down his shoulders and his back. She squeezed his ass pushing his groin against her, loving the way his hard cock pressed into her crotch.

Suddenly he lifted her up and placed her on the piano, spreading her legs wide he moved in between them. He took her face in his hands and gazed into her heavy-lidded brown orbs. "You're so beautiful."

He leaned down grabbing her bottom lip forcefully but gently with his teeth. He pulled lightly and watched as her eyes darkened and her breathing quickened. Her tongue came out and licked his upper lip, they reached for each other as the continued to ravage each other's mouths.

Faith pulled away and he growled. She smiled at him and leaned back; unbuttoning her shirt, she slowly ran her fingers down her chest between the crevice of her breasts. His eyes followed her every move as his hands slid up her thighs squeezing them.

When the last button popped free she opened her shirt fully to his intent gaze. His hands slid up her stomach and up to her breasts, squeezing them through her bra. She closed her eyes and leaned her head back enjoying his touch.

He lowered his mouth and roughly took her breast in his mouth. Sucking on it hard through her bra making her squirm on the piano. "Take it off please!" she begged.

He smiled and released her nipple. His finger toyed with the hard nub that protruded out of her bra. Moving it back and forth then twisting it violently. "OHHHH yes…please…"

"Hello…Angel?" Buffy called out as she walked inside of the mansion. She looked around and walked over to the couch. She picked up the book of poems and smiled. Well he was here but apparently not anymore. She sighed, she had practically run over her to see him and he wasn't here. Oh well, guess I'll do a little exploring.

She started to walk around the room as images of their earlier romps filled her head and she felt herself get wet. The way he had violently taken her against the door was so hot. He had been so hard and turned on that he completely gave in to his basic instincts and just took her. He fucked her hard, slamming her body into the door with his frantic movements.

She closed her eyes God it was good like that. She loved it when he did that and she planned to manipulate things so he would do it again. She walked over to the stairs and stopped….

She titled her head and looked up. Slowly she took one step at a time and walked up. Was she hearing things from her sex-induced mind or was the place haunted?

She came to the end of the hallway where the door was ajar, she creeped up to it and peeked inside

Looking inside she saw Faith sitting on top of a piano as she cradled Spike's head to her bare chest. He was laving her breasts with nips and licks, making wet suckling noises that echoed in the room.

Her breath became shallow as she watched. The look of rapture on Faith's face was so hot that she was jealous she wasn't feeling the same thing. Spike's head lifted and they kissed.

He then pushed her back with the palm of his hand. He wasted no time in ripping her pants and panties off with one jerk. He stepped back to look at her fully and Buffy was given a better view.

Funny she thought, as she looked at Faith spread out so wantonly, she always liked her own body but she had never really thought about the beauty of another woman's body. And now looking at Faith's swollen wet lips and her breasts that freely moved with every erratic breath she took, she felt her body turn to fire.

"Your pussy's so beautiful luv, so wet and hot, I can't wait to taste it." Spike said reverently.

Faith grabbed his head "Then don't!" She pushed his face into her crotch demandingly and he complied eagerly sucking on her nub, spreading her thighs wider apart.

Buffy's heart was beating so fast and her panties we're drenched she started rubbing her thighs against each other. Her hands moved up to her breasts and she squeezed them through her tank top, rolling her nipples around. She bit her lip to keep from moaning as desire took over, sending her body temperature up twenty degrees.

"Ohhh…Spike…yes right there baby, suck it…ohhhh!" Faith was lost in a sea of pleasure as Spike's mouth licked and sucked every inch of her.

Buffy was so hot she couldn't stop herself, her hand slipped under her skirt and up to her wet clit. She lightly touched herself through her panties moving it up and down all the way to the rosebud of her ass, where she circled it, then moved back up to her hard nub. She was softly panting and her hips moved in time with her fingers that slipped under her panties.

Angel opened the door expecting to see three people sitting there waiting for him. But instead he saw no one. It took him only a second to smell the sex in the air. His features shifted quickly as he caught a smell that was heaven to him. It was Buffy's scent, he could smell her excitement in the air, but it was mixed with another smell…two other smells.

His walked to the stairs and looked up it was stronger here, he growled softly. Spike, he knew that smell. He took another whiff…there was definitely another female scent that was not Buffy's. Faith? He smirked and took the steps two at a time, quietly.

At the top of the stairs he stood and with his night vision he could clearly see Buffy at the end of the hall. She was eavesdropping on Faith and Spike and it was turning her on.

He walked closer and he could see she had one hand on her breast, squeezing and pulling on her nipples. Her other hand was under her skirt and it was rapidly moving.

He heard her soft moans and as he neared her, he could smell her heat and passion. She was completely and totally intoned to the lovers in the room and her own hands.

He walked up behind her and grabbed her shoulders pulling her back against him. She jumped, embarrassed that she had been caught spying and touching herself.

He looked inside to see Faith spread out on the piano and a very eager Spike eating her out.

He took a deep whiff, "God baby you smell so good…you like to watch? It turns you on ah? I bet your pussy's all wet and creamy…mmmm." He licked his lips thinking of the taste.

Buffy's eyes closed as she listened to him talk and felt his hard body pressed up against her aching one. "Yes." She answered him.

She took her hand out of her panties and raised it for him. He took it in his big hand and brought it to his mouth. He sucked her fingers clean, licking up her juices as his eyes rolled back in his head at the divine taste of her. "Mmm you taste so good baby."

Before she knew it his hand was on her pussy and he pushed three fingers in her hot cunt. Her body jerked at his invasion then she pressed her ass back into his hard crotch, helping him with his motion.

Her eyes were closed as she revealed in the pleasure of his fingers inside her. He scowled; there was too much pleasure to be seen for her to have her eyes closed.

"Open your eyes…watch…and feel." He whispered in her ear licking the outer rim as he watched too.

His cock was rock hard but he wanted to make sure that Buffy received as much pleasure as he could give her before he entered her.

The entire scene was decadent and reminded him of his past indiscretions. But to do these naughty things with Buffy was like a dream come true and he was so excited. Plus he knew that Spike knew they were there, and that turned him on even more.

He looked at Faith spread out and licked his lips. She was a beauty; with her full breasts swaying with every jerky motion her body took. He could just imagine what she would taste like.

He looked down at his beloved and his body turned on fire even more, if that was possible. He was attracted to Faith but Buffy was his ultimate obsession, his ultimate fantasy. It was her image, her body that he craved to possess, craved to please.

Faith was so lost in Spike's mouth on her that she was completely unaware of the others in the room. "Yes…suck it harder…yes there…right there…oh God I'm going to cum…" Faith screamed out and Buffy's hips moved faster as Angel fucked her fast and hard with his long lean fingers.

He felt her body tighten and he knew she was going to cum too. "That's right baby…cum for me…cum with Faith..." he whispered in her ear.

Both women all of a sudden screamed out their release but were oblivious to the other's shout, so wrapped up in the man that was touching them. Spike licked Faith clean, then shifted his feet and swung his gaze to the door.

Buffy was leaning against the doorjamb one hand on the wall, the other with a death grip on Angel's arm that was under her skirt. The strap to her tank top had dropped off her shoulder and down her side, leaving one breast hanging and swaying.

He watched that breast and his mouth watered he wanted to suck on it, wanted to taste her too. The look of pleasure on her face was beautiful; a small cat-like smile was on her rosy lips as her face flushed with excitement.

He looked up and into the yellow eyes of Angel. He smirked at him as he stood up and removed his belt, pulling his pants down. Angel smirked back at him, and removed his hand from Buffy's pussy and brought it up to his mouth, looking at Spike he sucked his fingers clean, purring at the taste of his baby.

Spike watched avidly jealous that he couldn't taste her too. He turned around to Faith who was laying on the piano, her eyes closed, catching her breath. He pulled her off the piano roughly and she opened her eyes and wrapped her legs around his waist. It was then that she lifted her eyes to the doorway and saw Buffy and Angel.

Buffy had finally gotten her senses back and was sucking on Angel's mouth desperately, as Angel suddenly dropped his pants. Faith's eyes were immediately drawn to the hard and very big cock that now stood proud and unabashed in its nudity.

She licked her lips as she looked at him, God he was so big and she imagined what it would be like to wrap her lips around it. She looked at Buffy's bare breast and had a sudden urge to suck on it. She always though Buffy was attractive, and she had in the darkest corners of her mind, wondered what it would be like to make love to her, what her golden tanned skin would taste like.

She felt her pussy get wet again and she grabbed Spike's head attacking his mouth. Spike walked over to the wall and slammed her up against it. He hurriedly unzipped his jeans and pulled them lower, needing to be inside her.

Buffy hearing a loud bang finally came aware of where she was and what was going on. Oddly enough she felt no uncomfortable ness, only heat and a violent desire to be fucked hard.

Looking into the room she saw Spike's cock standing proud and ready to enter Faith's wet cunt. She moaned unable to help herself. They both turned and looked at her, a pair of brown and blue eyes smiled at her hotly.

Angel squeezed her breast and his hot breath blew in her ear, as his eyes were on Spike and Faith. "Keep watching baby…watch Spike fuck Faith…while I fuck you." And he rammed into her in one shot, making her body arch back into his.

"Ohhhh God Angel…" she keened as her eyes were glued to Faith's, just as Spike entered her at the same time. "Ahhhhhhh yes!"

Buffy and Faith kept their eyes on each other, each one moaning loudly, totally turned on by the erotic situation they were in.

Angel and Spike moved fast and hard, pulling out then pushing all the way back in.

"Ohhhhh so tight baby…" Angel moaned as his balls slapped against Buffy's ass. How could she be this tight when it was only a few hours ago that he took her hard in the living room? She was so perfect and fit him perfectly; he never wanted to be anywhere else.

His eyes rose to Spike and watched his ass clench with each hard stroke he made. "Yes Spike…harder…" Faith called out as she held on to his shoulders.

He looked at Faith her mouth open her eyes lust filled, then he looked down at Buffy who was keenly watching Faith and Spike. Her juices were coating his cock making it so easy to fuck her just the way he wanted too. He pulled her head back violently "Your so hot baby…so wet." He licked her face from her chin to her ear increasing his pace. "You like it like this? You like me fucking you hard from behind?"

Spike turned and looked at them. God Buffy looked beautiful lost in a web of ecstasy that Angel created for her. He watched Angel's big cock as he moved out then slammed back inside. He heard their words to each other and his cock swelled at the thought of how hot and wet she was. He could see her juices glistening on Angel's cock and he felt like he was going to burst.

Suddenly, Faith so overcome with lust from watching Angel fuck Buffy, tightened her inner muscles clenching his dick. He knew she was on the verge ready to explode and mentally thanked God, because he didn't think he could hold out any longer.

Then he heard Buffy's breathing hitch, he smelt her scent mixed with Angel's. He raised his eyes to see Angel looking at him. Angel smiled at him and roughly jerked Buffy's head back and to the left, exposing her neck.

"Yes please…drink…" Buffy wailed desperately wanting to feel his fangs in her throat as her ass slapped against him.

"Faith…watch him drink…see her pleasure..." Spike told Faith as he fucked her faster.

Angel waited till Faith's eyes were on him then bent down and sank his fangs in Buffy's neck. Blood dripped out of the corners of his mouth as he slurped hungrily. Buffy's head was thrown back in pain and pleasure and she came hard, her body convulsing as Angel fucked her and drank her at the same time, growling as he did.

Faith seeing the pleasure that Buffy experienced lifted herself up on Spike's shoulders then slammed back down hard cumming. "FUCK YES!!!'" She screamed.

Faith's violent orgasm and the smell of Buffy's blood hit Spike's senses and he came inside of Faith spilling his seed deep inside her womb. "Ohhhhhh!"

Angel was the last to cum he pulled his fangs from his love's throat and slammed into her one last time, coming hard. "AHHHHHH Buffy!!"

A deathly quite filled the room as the four lovers slowly came down from their earth shattering orgasms.

Buffy claimed Angel's mouth kissing him lovingly not caring that he was in game face and that her own blood dripped down his chin.

Spike watched hungrily. He had come so hard, it had been a long time since he had done something like this with Angelus and he totally enjoyed himself. He only had one regret and that was that he wasn't able to taste his Slayer; that he wasn't able to make her truly his and become one with her the way that Angel could with Buffy.

He looked at Faith and smiled at her kissing her gently on the lips, oh well, he still received the most incredible pleasure and he wouldn't give it up for anything.

Faith released her grip on his waist and dropped her feet to the ground, hugging him to her and kissing his neck. "I'm sorry."

Spike looked at her, it was like she read his mind. He softly touched her hair drawing her back to his lips for a kiss "It's okay luv."

Buffy stood up and turned around leaning against the doorframe. Angel smiled wickedly at her as he put his cock back in his pants and zipped them up. She then turned her head to Faith and Spike who were hugging and watching them smiling.

"Well that was fun." She said as Angel grabbed her in a big bear hug and they all laughed, feeling completely at ease with one another.

After their little soirée in the music room the four of them had settled down in the living room. Spike rolled the TV out and Buffy popped in the Cruel Intentions DVD that she had brought over. Considering what they had just done together they were all quite comfortable with one another. Of course Spike and Angel having done that in the past we're perfectly at ease with it, and they were glad that the Slayers seemed to be as well.

"Isn't there anything else on?" Angel asked as he read the movies description on the back of the cover.

"No this is what I brought over to watch." Buffy said sternly as she cuddled into his side and pulled her feet up.

"What's a matter A, this movie rocks!" Faith said as she plopped a piece of popcorn in her mouth.

Spike shook his head, "I saw this in the movie theatre, and it's pretty steamy."

Buffy giggled, "He was probably to busy snacking on the customers to watch the movie."

Spike looked offended, "Hey I do watch movies you know, and my tastes tend to lean to the teenage crap that you guys like too watch, unlike some dead people I know."

Buffy patted him lovingly on the chest, "Of course you do honey, but we're talking about modern movies not silent films." Faith spit out her popcorn as she laughed and Spike laughed loudly with her as he slapped her on the back.

Angel smacked Buffy on her ass, "What did I tell you about being a wise ass." He playfully scolded her.

They were all comfy sitting together on the sofa when the door was thrown open and Xander came running in. They all turned to look at him, as he leaned against the chair huffing and puffing, trying to catch his breath.

"Spit it out Wanker." Spike said as Xander glared at him then after a few more deep breaths he let it out.

"Buffy Giles needs to see you now." Then he looked around the room and noticed the cozy fun atmosphere they had going on and he got mad.

"What the hell are you guys doing? Did you forget about our little apocalyptic problem?"

"Chill out Boy Wonder, we're entitled to one night of relaxation and fun." Faith said as Spike snickered at her use of words. "That's a good one pet."

Buffy sighed, "Xander will you relax, Jesus, we're only watching a movie." She popped a kernel of popcorn in Angel's mouth then kissed him.

"Only watching a move…this is insane! Buffy you have a sacred duty to perform…you shouldn't be hanging out watching movies with these…these…"

Angel shook is head, "No there was that time in France…remember the Queen's guards…"

"Oh right…" he smiled "That was fun; you know we should go back to France, they got great wine and cheese."

"Look Xander I appreciate you coming here to get me but you don't have to be rude." Buffy said. "Yeah" Faith agreed with her as she starred daggers into Xander.

For a minute he didn't know what to say. He couldn't believe how casual they were all being. "Rude! Well excuse me if I'm more concerned with the fate of the world then the fate of your sex life!"

"Hey boy…" Angel's menacingly low voice came from the couch, "watch what you say."

Buffy's eyes narrowed as she looked at Xander. "Fine I'll get my coat, Faith." Buffy angrily turned away and headed to the bedroom with Faith in tow.

Xander stood there shifting on the balls of his feet, he was nervous to be the only warm blooded creature in the room.

Spike eyed him evilly, he hated Harris more then the others and he was just itching for a chance to give him what he deserved, fortunately for Xander, he couldn't.

"You know Harris, you're on very thin ice with Buffy, and if I were you I would try to be a little bit nicer." Angel said as he drank some wine.

"Really, well your not me are you, your just a bloodsucking vamp and I'm a living breathing person."

Spike growled at him but Angel took everything cool and in stride. "True. But you should remember that unlike my poor grandchild here, I AM a bloodsucking vamp…" His voice lowered and he growled as he spoke "and I don't like the way you disrespect her, so I would suggest that you watch what comes out of that mouth." He took another drink of wine as his eyes glowed yellow. "Or I'll be forced to show you my…not so nice, other half."

"Oh…oh…he just threatened me!" Xander said to her pointing at Angel, who looked as angelic as his name.

Buffy looked at Xander then looked at Angel. "Yeah right, come on lets go." She leaned down and kissed Angel, "I'll see you later baby."

Xander watched stunned as Faith walked over and gave Spike a big smack on the lips, "Catch you later stud."

"Wh…wh…." He sputtered, he just couldn't get out his absolute horror over what he just witnessed.

Buffy rolled her eyes and grabbed his arm pulling him out the door. "Xander come on."

"Yeah we'll need to keep our energy up to keep up with those two eh?" He laughed at himself as he stood up. Angel stopped half way to the bedroom and turned around.

Angel casually strolled over to him, "Don't think that what happened before gives you free reign to touch her." He stepped up to him and leaned down till they were eye to eye. His face-hardened and his voice became stern as he spoke. "Buffy is mine. I don't share her. The only time you will ever touch her is if I'm there and only if I say you can." His hand shot out and he ruthlessly grabbed Spike's crotch, squeezing.

"Owe fuck!" Spike yelled as his hands automatically gripped Angel's wrist trying to pull him off.

"This…will never, ever be inside of her. Do you understand me? And if I ever find out that it has…" he twisted his hand causing Spike to scream in pain and double over clutching Angel's wrists even harder. Angel released him and stepped back, "I won't stop twisting until it comes off."

Spike fell to the floor in pain clutching his balls. Angel grabbed the bottle of wine and turned toward the bedroom. "If you abide by that one simple rule, then we'll get along just fine." He slammed the door as Spike lay on the floor in agony.

"What's up G Man?" Buffy, Faith and a still arguing Xander walked into the library. Giles was sitting at the table his nose scrunched up, a book before him, and he didn't look too happy.

"I've researched the book and it's contents on the Ascension, it appears that it will all go down on Graduation Day."

"Yes it would appear so. Buffy can we trust Spike? Because I think that he along with Angel will be a big help in the upcoming battle."

"Yeah Faith can attest to that." Xander mumbled but she heard him and she turned around and glared at him. "You're just jealous that you're not getting any."

Giles eyes almost popped out of his head, he really hoped that that didn't mean what he thought it meant.

"Yeah like I would want a piece of you." Xander said back to the dark haired slayer, he did but no reason to let her know that.

"Children please. Buffy I want you and Faith to track down Mr. Trick. I think if we can take him out of the equation then the Mayor will be one ingredient short of the recipe. "

"Well part of the Mayor's plan for a successful Ascension is Trick and his legion of vamps. I think that they are supposed to create the distraction for us as the Mayor completes his transformation."

Giles watched the girls leave and then turned toward Xander. "Xander I am well aware of what is going on here, as you put it."

"Nothing." He started to gather his papers off the table, he was tired and he just wanted to go home and sleep.

"Nothing! Giles it's bad enough that Buffy is back together with Angel, but Spike and Faith! Come on, Spike doesn't even have a soul!" Xander said outraged the watcher was being so lax about this.

Giles sighed, "Xander Spike cannot hurt Faith, so I don't see the problem. These girls do not have normal lives and I'm afraid they never will."

He headed out he door, "I think they should have happiness wherever they may find it. And if it's in the arms of a demon, then so be it."

After a quick sweep downtown the girls headed toward the Sunny Acres Cemetery. They had yet to run into Trick or any of his minions but they hoped that they would at Sunny Acres, it was the last place they saw him.

They walked quietly keeping alert to any one that might be out there besides them. Each one was thinking of what transpired earlier, and in the stillness of the night they started to get a little uncomfortable.

"Have you ever…done that before?" She didn't need to specify Faith knew what she was talking about.

Buffy looked at the ground pondering what she should say. She had enjoyed it, immensely, and she wanted to be honest but she was afraid of Faith's reaction. Finally she decided that it didn't really matter anyway and that she should just be honest. She looked at her and gave her answer with a catlike smile on her face. "Yeah I did."

Faith smiled back, "Oh thank God, so did I that was the most intense sex I ever had in my life!" Faith was excited because she really wanted to talk about it and she was glad that Buffy felt at ease talking about it too.

"Hello ladies." Mr. Trick came from around a tombstone; he leaned against it as ten vamps circled the slayers.

"You know I hate being interrupted, it's very rude." Buffy said as she looked at Trick.

They stood back to back and as the vamps started to attack, one by one they took them out. They worked together as a team as one unit, one killing machine, effortlessly destroying the enemy in a blink of an eye.

Five minutes later they stood there brushing dust off of each other and pulling leaves out of their hair. They turned to Mr. Trick who stood there in shock. When he finally snapped out of it, it was too late. Before he knew what was happening, Faith was behind him with her arm around his throat and Buffy stood in front of him, flipping her stake in the air.

"It's a shame really, it is a nice suit." She staked him in the heart and sneezed. "Damn vamp dust."

Arriving back at the mansion they were disappointed to find both vamps gone. They decided to take a bath so they were sitting in the master tub in Angel's room. They sat across from each other, blowing bubbles.

"B what did you mean before when you said it was an eye opener?' She had been curious, she thought she knew what Buffy meant but she wasn't sure and she really wanted to be sure.

Buffy shrugged, she seemed a little nervous but she didn't let it stop her. "Well I just meant that it made me realize something."

Faith smirked, "Me too." Then her smiled went away, "you mean kinky as in girl guy girl guy kinky, or girl girl kinky?"

"I mean kinky as in girl girl kinky. I mean I'm not gay or anything I just realized that a woman's body is very beautiful and it can turn me on." She snuck a peak at Faith, who looked as nervous as Buffy felt.

"I know what you mean, I mean I never thought about a girl being beautiful in that way." She shrugged, "you know I mean me being turned on by it too."

They smiled at each other feeling a little bit easier about what their darker sides revealed to them.

"Did you ever wonder what it would be like, to be with another girl?" Faith asked.

They were quite as they each tried to come to terms with what they acknowledged to the other. They knew that they probably would never have even considered taking a bath with another girl but yet here they were; naked as the day they were born, sitting in a bubble bath together and talking about being turned on by it. Even though they didn't say that it was what they were each thinking.

"I have to get out I think I'm pruning." Buffy stood up and Faith watched her as she stepped out of the tub and grabbed a towel. She got a little uncomfortable when she felt a sudden throb between her legs from watching the soapy water cascade down the other girls back.

Buffy just toweled herself off and then handed the towel to Faith. After they were dry they walked in the bedroom and laid on the bed facing each other. Buffy pulled the blanket over them and closed her eyes.

Buffy opened her eyes, she had asked her self that same question. "No I don't think its gross, I guess if two people find pleasure together it shouldn't matter if they're the same sex. It doesn't have to mean they're gay, it just means they enjoy each others company."

Faith kept her eyes on Buffy as her hand came up between them. She touched Buffy's shoulder and slowly dragged her finger down her arm. Her eyes were drawn to her naked breasts. She raised her eyes to Buffy's once again and slowly touched her breast with her finger, circling it lightly, watching for any sign that she should stop.

Buffy's breath hitched as Faith touched her breast. She raised her hand and did the same thing to Faith, touching her breast softly. She was amazed at what it felt like to touch another woman's breast. It was soft and warm and she found that it really excited her.

Faith was thinking the same thing as she increased her pressure on Buffy's breast. She pressed her palm down on her nipple and was rewarded with Buffy's eyes darkening. Buffy ran her hand down Faith's side lightly touching her, marveling at the way her muscles shivered at her touch.

They were both really excited, the slight forbidden touches turning them hotter. They continued to pet and touch each other enjoying each other's company. But they didn't take it further then that. It was a first time for both of them and even though they weren't embarrassed they did feel a little strange about taking it any further.

But they were comfortable with each other and they were tired so they fell asleep facing each other, Buffy's hand was on Faith's hip and Faith's hand was resting on Buffy's stomach.

And that's how Angel and Spike found them when they came home. They came back from picking up some blood and walked into the bedroom. They stood there staring at the two naked slayers sleeping together. They turned and looked at each other, smirking they started to remove their clothes.

Angel laid down on the bed behind Buffy and pressed up against her, as Spike laid down behind Faith. Buffy moaned in her sleep as she felt something hard pressed up against her and unconsciously her hand squeezed Faith's hip, making her moan as her fingers moved against Buffy's stomach.

Angel and Spike watched mesmerized as Faith's hand rose to Buffy's breast and squeezed slowly, her finger slid across her nipple and Buffy moaned, sliding her hand up to Faith's shoulder and down her collarbone, trailing her finger between the crevice of her breasts.

They opened their eyes at the same time and moaned in unison as they each delighted in the hard cock pressed against them. When they realized what was going on they each went to pull their hands back.

"Don't stop." Angel whispered. "Don't be afraid or embarrassed, just feel." His voice was like warm honey oozing over her senses and she didn't think, she just let her self feel as she did what he said.

She put her hand back on Faith's breast and squeezed it lightly her finger running over her nipple. She watched as it got harder under her touch and she squeezed her legs together in an effort to calm the throbbing that had begun.

Angel slipped his hand between her legs. He raised her thigh over his so she was open to his touch. His fingers started to graze her wet lips and she moaned at the same time as she pushed down into his hand, and her hand squeezed Faith's breast harder. "Ohh." Faith moaned.

"Shh pet just feel." Spike whispered to her. "Touch her luv." He lifted her leg and put her in the same position as Angel had Buffy. He lowered his hand and started to manipulate her clit and kissing her neck, as his eyes were riveted on the blonde slayer and the feminine hand that covered her breast.

"Give me your hand." She gave him her hand and he held it up to her mouth. With her eyes on Faith she obediently sucked her finger into her mouth, making it moist. He pulled her finger out and Buffy watched like it was in slow motion, as he moved her hand and placed her finger on Faith's nipple, pressing into it making it wet. "Oh God" Faith was so turned on she could feel her pussy getting wetter and wetter, her mouth drooled she wanted more. "Please" She whimpered as Buffy squeezed her nipple.

With Angel's fingers inside of her slowly pumping in and out and the beautiful look on Faith's face Buffy couldn't hold herself back. She leaned forward and stuck her tongue out lightly licking Faith's nipple.

Spike and Angel were growling loudly completely turned on by what they witnessed and they wondered how far they could take this.

Angel pulled his fingers out of Buffy and taking a hold of his cock started to move it between her checks. Spreading her juices around so he could smoothly slide back and forth. Buffy unable to control herself took Faith's whole breast in her mouth and started to suck hard, running her tongue over the nipple, tapping it making it harder.

Faith's hand came up to Buffy's head and cradled it to her breast as her other hand moved to her hip slowly stroking it.

Spike impatient as ever slid his cock inside of Faith. He leaned over and taking her hand he placed it on Buffy's thigh and slowly moved it lower. Buffy released Faith's nipple and leaned back moaning into Angel's chest as he entered her from behind. Her eyes were closed and her hips pushed back into his shallow thrusts. Her pussy was throbbing so hard and her hand moved down on its own accord desperate to alleviate some of the pressure.

Spike grabbed her hand halting her. Her eyes snapped open to his and he shook his head at her. He took Faith's hand and placed it over Buffy's throbbing clit. He moved her fingers gliding them back and forth over her lips. Faith watched as Buffy's eyes once again closed and she leaned her head back on Angel's shoulder moaning loudly.

Faith leaned down and took her nipple into her mouth sucking on it hard. "Ohhh" Buffy's hand snaked behind her to Angel's head pulling his lips down to her neck where he started licking and sucking.

Spike increased his pace, pumping faster and harder into Faith. She picked her head up throwing it back "God yes Spike!" Her fingers now working on their own increased their pressure on Buffy's clit pressing hard and rolling it side to side.

Angel picked up Buffy's hand and placed it on Faith's pussy, manipulating her fingers over her, pumping faster into Buffy as Faith's fingers moved faster on Buffy.

They were a synchronized group of moans and movements. Two vamps giving pleasure to two slayers, who toke that pleasure and gave it back to the other slayer.

Angel was too turned on to maintain the leisurely pace so grabbed Buffy by the hips and slammed into her cumming. She shouted as her orgasm hit her and vibrated through her body.

Spike watching Buffy in the throes of her orgasm slammed into Faith one last time shouting his release as his cold seed coated her inner walls. And Faith followed him, cumming hard and pressing back into him.

Angel pulled out of Buffy and gently rolled her over on her back kissing her lightly and hungrily. He moved his body between her and Faith and pulled her closer to him, cuddling in her warmth, not willing to share her anymore.

Spike took Angel's actions for exactly what it was. He picked Faith up and carried out of the room, shutting the door behind him.

Buffy snuggled into Angel pulling his arms closer around her. "That was…different." She felt a little shy but still comfortable. He kissed her neck, he wasn't sated, he wanted more and he wanted her all to himself.

He rolled her on to her back "Different bad or different good." His hands moved over her skin delighting in the soft and hard contrasts that made up her beautiful body.

"Not bad or good, just different." She honestly didn't know what to think about the experience. She had enjoyed herself but she didn't think it was something that she would want to make a habit out of.

Angel growled and licked her neck, nuzzling into her warmth. "Good because I'm done sharing you."

She smiled at his possessiveness and relaxed into his touch as he took her too heights that she could only ever experience with him.

The next morning Buffy woke to the feeling of cool lips on her forehead. She slowly opened her eyes and looked into the deep gaze of Angel. "Morning."

"Good morning." Angel's hand lifted and his fingers shifted through her hair. "You're going to be late for school."

She pouted, "I don't want to…" She snuggled closer to him and buried her head in his chest nuzzling into his neck and squeezing him close to her. "…I want to stay here with you."

Angel closed his eyes savoring her cuddling and hugged her back tightly. He loved waking up with her in the mornings. It was something that he wished he could do every day. "If you don't get up now, you won't be able to take a shower."

"Owe." She rubbed her bruised derriere and jumped up scowling at him. "That wasn't very nice!"

He sat back with his hands behind his head and let his eyes roam down her naked body. God she was just so beautiful. Sometimes he couldn't believe that she was his. He had known many women in his life and undead life, each one different then the other in so many ways. He had, as a human and as a demon, led a very decadent sex life and he was not ashamed to admit that he loved it all, the kink and the different women.

But when he first saw Buffy and fell in love with her he knew that she was special. He knew that she was a virgin and he wanted to teach her all the different ways of making love and he always fantasized about introducing her to the kinkier side of sex. Since he had prior skill in those things and had experienced incredible pleasure doing them, he had naturally assumed that doing it with Buffy would be even better. But he realized last night that that was far from the truth.

Watching her experience her first sexual encounter with another woman was exciting, but he expected that, it was only natural for a male to enjoy an erotic scene like that. What he hadn't counted on was the powerful almost violent jealousy that had consumed him.

It was different then the other night. The other night there was no touching there was only looking and he had enjoyed himself immensely. He knew one of the reasons was because Spike wanted Buffy. So to take her with his dick and his fangs so candidly right in front of his face was an intense sexual high. It increased his pleasure. It reminded him of all the times that he had taken Dru right in front of him and how Spike couldn't do anything about it. It was a power trip one that the demon and even the soul loved, a power trip that increased his sexual appetite tenfold.

Funny how when the tables were turned, and he had to watch the love of his life receiving pleasure from someone other then himself, that he didn't find it amusing anymore. In fact, it God damn pissed him off. He was appeased somewhat when Buffy said that she didn't want to make a habit of it. But in the end it didn't matter what she said because he wasn't going to let it happen again ever. She was his and only his. The only pleasure she would ever receive would be from his hands, his mouth, and his cock.

"Hello? Are you in there?" Buffy was standing by the side of the bed waving her hands in front of his face.

Leering at her hungrily he jumped up, grabbed her and threw her over his shoulder. He smacked her again on the ass as she squealed and wiggled in mock protest. "Angel…put me down!"

Walking into the bathroom, he put her on her feet and leered at her some more. "Your wish is my command milady." He spoke with a sexy brogue that turned her to mush and he executed a stately bow, which made her giggle, because he was naked and yet he looked very regal doing it.

He leaned over and turned the water on. "What is milady's pleasure this morning, shower or bath?"

"Um shower I think. Not enough time for a bath." She stepped into the shower and Angel followed.

She stood under the spray of hot water running her hands over her head getting her hair wet. She opened her eyes and found Angel staring intensely at her, his warm chocolate eyes as black as night. She swallowed hard. He had that crazed look in his eye, the one that told her she was going to get fucked, hard and fast, and there wasn't anything she could do about it.

With his previous thoughts still so clear in his mind the demon was at the surface; egging him on, telling him to claim her to posses her now. It was hard to resist him because it was exactly what the soul wanted to do.

Picking up the soap he lathered his hands. "Turn around." He gruffly said. She dutifully turned around showing him her back. He placed his hands on her shoulders and began the sensual task of washing her.

As his hands cleaned her back, his eyes followed the soapy suds that slide down her luscious body, outlining every trim muscle. Her skin was soft and smooth and the suds just made it silkier for his hands as they effortlessly glided around to her front.

She leaned back into him, raising her arm around his head and drawing him down to her neck. He placed light nips and kisses on her pulsing vein and she purred, pushing her ass back into his crotch and making him growl.

He diligently washed her breasts, squeezing and tweaking her nipples along the way. He closed his eyes savoring the intoxicating feeling of her hard nipples brushing against his calloused hands. His hands glided down her taut stomach his fingers circling her bellybutton. He moved down to her thighs pressing against them and she obediently widened her stance. He murmured his approval and she moaned as his slick soapy fingers sunk into her heat. They moved fluently over her lips and clit and she arched back into him trying to give him better access.

With her head leaning back on his shoulder he could see her face and he was captivated by the beautiful vision of love and passion. Her eyes were closed and her mouth was slightly opened as she panted. Her hand was digging into his hair and as his fingers increased their pace and her pleasure grew, her grip tightened and he purred at the pain.

Her other hand worked its way behind her and roughly grabbed his cock. As her hand stroked him, her mind reeled at the bulk and length of him. He was so big that her hand couldn't encircle him fully. She moaned loudly knowing that he would soon be inside of her filling her with his hardness.

He abruptly turned her around in his arms and passionately kissed her. He ran his hands down her back and her ass squeezing her cheeks hard. Buffy was so excited that she jumped up so quickly and fast that he almost lost his balance on the slippery porcelain tub. He grunted as she wrapped her legs around his waist tightly and he turned around slamming her up against the wall.

"Now Angel!" She demanded. He held his cock at her entrance as she sunk down impaling herself fully on him. "Ohhhh…yesss!" It was excruciating pleasure to feel him inside of her, where he belonged. She was so hot and excited she threw her head back hard, cracking the tiled walls.

Angel was completely lost in her heat. Even though he had made love to her into the early morning hours, it didn't matter; he was never sated when it came to her. His need to claim and possess her was so volatile that he lost his normally polished and refined skills, and instead toke her frantically and brutally; slamming her back against the tiles with forceful thrusts and cracking more tiles in the process.

"God yesss…" Her screams of pleasure only drove him on, enticing the demon and his baser instincts. His features shifted, he grabbed her hair and yanked her head to the side, sinking his fangs in her throat deeply. His hips rocked into her as he took deep gulps of her rich blood.

"Angel, Angel, Angel…" She was babbling lost in the way he consumed her, sucked her into his world of pain and pleasure, she loved every minute of it. She loved it so much that she roughly grabbed him by the head pulling him away from her neck. He growled, angry that she stopped him. She looked at him, her blood was all over his mouth and dripping down his neck, turning a light pink with the water and she crushed her mouth to his, heedless of his razor sharp fangs. She only felt the urgent need to taste what he was tasting.

After allowing her only a few seconds of control he pulled her head back and once again sank into her throat and drank greedily.

"FUCK YES!!!" She screamed as a thousand fireflies danced behind her eyes as she came hard. She threw her head back again, squeezing her inner muscles and clenching his cock painfully. He grunted his approval as he continued to gorge on her blood still fucking her harder and faster.

She could feel her limbs getting numb, she could see the stars retreating and the blackness stared to take over. She could feel her heart slowing down and her pulse dropping, she knew what it meant, knew what was happening and she didn't care, all she wanted was for him to never stop…ever.

But Angel felt all the same things that she was feeling and he finally broke free of the madness that had over taken him. He pulled away from her throat and with one last thrust came inside of her, riding out the waves of his orgasm as he lapped at his bite mark.

When he looked up at her, she looked like she was on a cloud, somewhere in the distance. She definitely didn't look like she was on this planet. While the demon in him loved the fact that he could send her to such heights, the soul was troubled.

With Buffy still wrapped around him he turned the water off, grabbed a towel and walked into the bedroom. He laid her on the bed and meticulously dried her off.

He sat down and began to worry. She hadn't opened her eyes yet. Had he taken too much, did he let the demon have too much control?

Slowly a smile spread across her face and her eyes fluttered open. She looked up and saw his concerned face looming above her. She reached out and rubbed his chest. "I've never been better baby." Her voice sounded like she was in dreamland. He scowled, he knew he went too far, she could have died and from the looks of it she enjoyed it.

And she did. The rush of death and the exhilaration of life coming back made her feel languid and relaxed, lightheaded, almost high. It was an incredible feeling that she had never experienced before. She knew that it was close. She knew that she was only minute's maybe seconds away from dying and still she didn't care. She was slowly realizing that being with Angel this freely was most definitely becoming an addiction. One that she didn't think she could ever break.

"Are you sure you're okay?" His hands were running down her body feeling her warmth so he knew that she was still alive.

She knew that he was uneasy about what happened and concerned for her well-being, and she wanted to reassure him that she was fine. She wouldn't tell him, at last now, how exciting and titillating she found it. Maybe some time in the future when he was more secure about his demon side, she would. But for now she just wanted to console him.

She pulled him down and pressed his head on her chest and hugged him tightly. "It's okay Angel, I'm alright."

His eyes closed as he happily listened to her beating heart, it was a reverberation he found so comforting that he started to purr.

She smiled hearing the hum. "Not that I didn't enjoy it, but what brought that on?"

"I was thinking about last night…about you and Faith. I saw the pleasure she gave you and I was angry that it wasn't me." He was sort of ashamed to admit it but he promised himself that he would always be honest with her.

"Angel, you have nothing to be jealous about. I mean it was nice and different, but I'm not changing sides." She hugged him to her tighter wrapping her legs around his waist and pulling him closer.

He sighed into her chest, "I know that it's just…" How did he tell her that she meant the world to him, that she was everything that he had ever wanted and never hoped to get? That because of her he could stand on his own two feet without the self-doubts and self-pity that once plagued him. Simply put, there were no words. "Buffy you don't know what you mean to me…to him, I…there are no words to describe it…and sometimes I, I lose control and he takes over. I'm sorry, please forgive me?" he kissed her breast.

There were tears in her eyes as she gently lifted his head. "Angel sweetie, I know what your feeling because I feel those same things for you. And you're right; there are no words to describe it. It just is."

She kissed him gently on his closed eyelids. "There is no shame in showing me your affection no matter how rough or brutal you think it is. " She kissed his forehead, "Because I trust you Angel, and believe it or not, I trust him too. I would lay my life down on the line for either one of you and I know that you would do the same for me."

She kissed his lips letting her tongue caress his bottom lip. "And as for Faith…" She grinded her hot wetness into his semi-hard cock, and he moaned, "…I love my demonic man and I would never stray from them ever because they love me so completely and so thoroughly that there's no reason to go anywhere else." She kissed him hotly showing him how much she loved him as her hands played over his tight ass, pushing him further into her.

As their kiss deepened and she grinded into him his cock eased inside of her. They made love again, softly and tenderly, whispering words of love and devotion. Exploring each other's bodies reverently and leisurely, each one thankful for the other.

Afterward, lying together in the warm afterglow that their tender love created, Angel looked at the clock. "You're late for school." He sheepishly said.

But she was too busy snoring to hear him. He smiled and kissed her forehead. He pulled the blanket up and covered them as she snuggled deeper into him. Shutting his eyes he let sleep take over and he once again thanked God for sending her to him.

She closed the worn diary carefully and laid it on her lap, her hands fondly running over the cover. It was only one of many diaries that she had written over the course of her life, a tale of her days as the Slayer. If a stranger were to read them they would think they were fables of grand adventures of danger and love, sagas of power struggles and betrayals.

For Buffy it was her life and nothing more. They were books filled with memories of days when the fate of the world rested on her shoulders, days of pain and death, lies and heartache. But this particular dairy was a reminder of a time when life started to be sweet. A time when things started to come together, when her life truly began.

She laid the book on the bed and rose walking over to the window she looked out. It was dusk and the sun was setting over the foggy mountains. The view never failed to take her breath away.

She was cleaning when she found the box hidden under the bed. She had forgotten she even put it there. But seeing the worn and tattered box brought back memories that she hadn't thought about in years. And she had sat down picking up each one hesitantly, shuffling through them one by one not stopping until she reached this one.

Her senior year of high school, it hadn't been easy. It was the fall after she had sent Angel to Hell. It was when she first met Faith and when her lover was returned to her in one piece. The year had been both weird and wonderful a strange combination of circumstances and people. One vampire with a soul and one slayer who thought she knew it all; one soulless vampire who couldn't bite and one slayer who was, for all intended purposes, a loose cannon

She remembered her exploration into the kinkier side of sex and her first experience with another woman. After that night she and Faith had talked about what happened. They weren't uncomfortable like they thought they would be. But instead they felt closer to each other, more open. Honesty became easier than it had been. But they never ventured any further into it. At times the couples would make love next to each other after a night of patrolling. But that was the extent of their group sex forays.

Angel always said it was because he didn't like to share. He enjoyed teasing Spike with her but he would never let him have her. Some women might have found that a throw back to caveman days. But for Buffy she understood because it was what she felt. She didn't want to share him even with Faith. After a while Spike and Faith felt the same, as their feelings for one another grew into something more.

Still her memories were warm and fond of that time. She felt no shame only a deep sense of love and a feeling of belonging. For a short time she had belonged to a strange and unconventional family, a family that consisted of mortal enemies and lovers.

She missed those nights not necessarily because of the sex, even though it was incredible. No it was the close tender moments afterward when they would all cuddle in bed together and Spike and Angel would amuse them with tales of their past adventures.

They would spend the time talking about the day's events and what each one's hopes were for the future. Faith just wanted to keep up the good fight. Spike wanted to be able to bite again. Angel wanted to be human. And Buffy just wanted to be a normal girl with her normal guy.

They were all so different but they got along famously. Even Angel and Spike who would never admit to liking each other would laugh together about things from the past, or gang up on the slayers and tease them about their naiveté about sex and life. Overall it was a good time.

She sighed deeply she missed her. Over that time they had become sisters, true deep friends. They had such different backgrounds and looked at the world differently. But it didn't matter because when you took all that away they were the same. Two lost young girls fighting to save the world. They had clung to that closeness even in the end.

She remembered the day, it was graduation and the Mayor was trying to rise to the Ascension. Spike and Angel led a team of vampires against the Mayors minions. The scoobies and the rest of the school fought hard to help keep them back. It was Buffy and Faith's job to eliminate the Mayor. He had ascended to his evil snake form and he was a sight to see. But fearless Faith paid it no mind. She had jumped on his back stabbing him over and over again with her dagger.

Buffy had watched as The Mayor threw her off his back then swatted her with his tail. She had been flown a hundred feet in the air when she landed with a sick thud on the ground. Buffy had run over to to help her sister. But when she got to her side, Faith's broken body was lying still on the cold ground. Her legs and head twisted in a sick shape.

Buffy had been filled with such rage and pain she had run after the Mayor enticing him to chase her, which he did slithering loudly down the school hallways. It had all ended rather quickly she guessed a bazooka would do that. She had taken great pleasure in blowing that bastard up once and for all. She demolished the school in the process but she didn't care. All she cared about was the people involved and that they all made it out.

She had run back to Faith and cradled her head on her lap. Spike kneeled beside them and tentatively toke her broken hand in his and pleaded with her not to go. Angel just stood silently by offering what comfort he could to his grandchild, and thankful that it wasn't Buffy lying there.

She remembered one time when Faith had told her that she wasn't afraid of dying. That when she did go she hoped that she went out fighting. Buffy wiped away at the tears that filled her eyes at the memory. Faith was always a fighter and she hoped that she was still fighting wherever she was.

She wiped again at her eyes and turned toward her daughter. She stood in the doorway holding her teddy bear and sucking on her thumb. Her golden hair was in pigtails and her big beautiful green eyes were staring at her like she held all the answers to everything.

"Hi baby." She got down on her knees and held her arms open and the little girl ran into the room and in her arms.

Every time Buffy looked at her she was astounded that she was hers. Things were so different for her now. She no longer battled demons and evil, now she battled sniffling noses and imaginary monsters.

After defeating the Mayor things changed very quickly. A new Slayer came to town along with a new watcher. The Watchers council hadn't liked the fact that they had relied on the help of vampires and that both she and Faith were involved with them. Since Faith carried the slayer line they saw no reason for Buffy to continue. So both she and Giles were asked to train them and then they were free to do what they wanted. They explained that Buffy would retain her slayer strength and abilities, which she was grateful for. She didn't want to be helpless in a world where she knew demons existed.

It was ironic that the Watchers council didn't agree with their choice of comrades, when after the Mayor fell Angel received his Shanshu. The Powers had explained that he had achieved his redemption and that he no longer had to walk the earth as a demon. They let him retain his vampire strength and other heighten senses because they figured that eventually both he and Buffy would once again be called forth to help save the world.

He had been so excited that he took her to the beach. It was funny really because he was so pale people were looking at him like he was the walking dead which in some way he was. She remembered that she had pleaded with him to put on sunscreen. But he was so wound up that he didn't and he got first degree burns as stubborn as ever, even as a human. She laughed at the memory.

"Nothing sweetie I'm just remembering something very funny that your daddy did once."

Her eyes got big as saucers as she longed to hear any tales that involved her mighty daddy. "Oh can I know?" She said jumping up and down.

Buffy smiled at her and rubbed her check, "One day baby I'll tell you everything."

"Mom dad said dinners ready." A young boy with dark brown hair came jumping into the room wielding a sword and wearing a black cape.

Buffy chuckled at the picture of her eight year old son. But then put she put on a stern face, "Connor what did I tell you about playing with daddy's swords?"

The boy kept on stabbing his enemy as he answered her, "Relax mom, dad was just giving me my lessons." He turned and barreled out of the room swinging away at the invisible demons. "Take that you soulless demon!"

She scowled at his antics. Connor was their first-born and Buffy was a bit peeved that Angel had decided to tell him everything. Every single bedtime story since the boy was three were tales of their adventures, much to Buffy's chagrin. He told him everything. There were no secrets in this family anymore it was the number one rule.

She was a little unsure about telling him but when she watched quietly from the doorway she always had a smile on her face. Connor loved to hear the tales and he always made sure that Angel acted them out as well as telling the story. So it was sometimes quiet comical to see her normally stoic husband acting out in a very flourishing and dramatic way their lives.

Thinking of her Angel always made her smile. He was so different now, lighthearted and happy. He thought that becoming human was the best thing that ever happened to him, until Connor was born. He had cried unabashedly for hours afterwards, mumbling about how it was a miracle. When Faith was born five years later it was the same thing all over again.

She turned to her youngest and took her thumb out of her mouth. She kissed her lightly, "Sweetie why don't you go downstairs I'll be down in a minute."

Standing up she turned back to the window once again and looked out at the beautiful horizon. She was so blessed she had everything she ever wanted. Besides the occasional apocalypse that she helped out with she had the average normal life. Angel was doing well as an artist and Buffy stayed home to raise the children. They weren't lacking money because of Angel's foresight in accumulating wealth as a vampire they had plenty.

They got married shortly after he turned human and he had taken her to Ireland. He had made peace with the family that he had killed all those years ago and they lived in a beautiful manor house in the mountains.

Giles had returned to England accompanied by his new wife Joyce. He started writing horror novels and was now a best selling author and Joyce opened an art gallery that was prospering, her biggest client was Angel.

Oz and Willow had moved to LA where Willow attended UCLA and the Dingo's played all the clubs. It wasn't long before they were signed to a record contract and became one of the hottest bands around. Willow toured with the band after graduating with a Masters Degree in Mythology. They recently bought a house in England where they lived when they weren't touring and they visited as often as they could.

Xander and Cordelia had married and also moved to LA. Cordelia had gotten a role in a daytime soap opera and was one of the biggest soap stars to hit the red carpet. Xander started his own construction business and they were living happily in LA.

After Faith's funeral Spike left Sunnydale and said he didn't know if he would be back. But of course he did. He showed up a year later and just in time too. Everyone had returned to Sunnydale to help the new Slayer and Watcher with another world threat. This time it was a Hell Goddess trying to get home.

They were successful in defeating her and because he helped he was rewarded with his soul and was turned human. He wasn't too happy about that he claimed that he loved the life of a vampire and that he didn't want to be a sodden human. But he took it all in stride and with his honest ruthlessness he started working as the Dingo's manager, something that he was perfect at.

Everyone lived separate lives but on the holidays and special occasions they all got together and reunited the way a family should, because that's exactly what they were.

"Buffy?" Angel walked in wiping his hands on a towel. He saw the box out and the dairy and he scowled slightly. He could tell by the set of her shoulders that she was upset.

He walked up behind her and wrapped his arms around her waist pulling her back to him. "You okay baby?"

She smiled at his reflection in the window and snuggled back into his arms. "I'm fine, just thinking."

She shrugged "Of the past and how blessed I am to have known so many extraordinary people." She sighed "And of how wonderful everything is, you and me, and the kids…it's just perfect."

Suddenly there was a loud crash from down stairs "Mommy Connor broke the table!" A little voice screamed out followed by…"Shhh don't be such a tattle tale."

Buffy and Angel laughed and hugged each other. Everything was perfect and they wouldn't change a thing because life didn't get any sweeter than this.

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