TITLE: "A Night In"
AUTHOR: ASH Watcher/Slayer Watcher
PAIRING: Buffy/Angel
RATING: Kinda NC-17ish
DISCLAIMER: JW and crew own the characters Buffy & Angel. I own the fic.
SUMMARY: Um...B&A relax after a long day for Buffy....LoL.
SPOILERS: None really...but I'll say ALL of BtVS and AtS to cover my ass. ;)
DISTRIBUTION: ash_watcherfanfiction, and wherever else I put it. Ask if you want it.
DEDICATION: For Musey....LoL. Cream cheese? LOL!
AUTHOR'S NOTES: I asked Musey(Trish) to fill out a list of requirements I sent her. Gawd did she come through, or what? List to follow at the end of the fic.
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"Hey Baby, how was your day?" he asked, as she walked through the front door of their two story French Country home. Buffy sighed in exhaustion and flopped down onto the couch, sitting in Angel's lap. She smiled tiredly, as he kissed the top of her head.
"It was okay...but man am I beat!" Buffy finally replied, leaning up to kiss him long and slowly. He practically purred as he returned the kiss. The twosome continued getting reacquainted for some minutes, until Buffy needed to breathe. She groaned, and climbed off his lap and went into the kitchen. She was starving and headed straight for the Philidelphia Cream Cheese in the fridge. Angel joined her a few seconds later, and grabbed a bagel for himself.
"Yummm, I *love* Cream Cheese and bagels. How did I go so long not eating them?" Buffy wondered aloud. Angel smirked at the look of Heaven on her face. He glanced up at the kitchen's clock, it was shaped and looked like Mighty Mouse. Oops, speaking of "Mighty Mouse", it was almost time. He grabbed Buffy's hand and they ran giggling, into the family room and turned the tv on.
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When the show was over, Buffy crawled into Angel's lap and began kissing him. Angel growled in delight, causing Buffy to moan and wriggle around on his lap. He devoured her lips with his, and ran his hands under her top to brush against her bare skin. She gasped as his nimble fingers unhooked her bra and then began plucking her nipples. He tore his mouth from hers only long enough to pull her top and bra off her. She yanked his shirt off him and quickly latched onto one of his nipples, causing him to grunt.
Simultaneous gasps escaped their mouths as their bare chests touched and rubbed against one another. Kissing was suddenly not enough to quench the desire and need that raced through the Slayer and Vampire. He stood up from the couch with Buffy clinging to him and ascended the stairs, nibbling on her lips and ears. Angel made his way to the bedroom, then gently threw her onto the bed once he'd gotten there. She squealed and giggled and moaned when he immediately pounced on top of her.
"Too many clothes!" Buffy pouted, causing him to bite her lower lip, then lick it to soothe the bite.
"Then let's remedy that, shall we?" he grinned suggestively at her. She nodded eagerly and then began stripping off the rest of her clothes. He, too, finished undressing, and then rejoined her on the bed. Flesh met flesh, and both partners sighed in pleasure. He didn't think she'd mind if he cut the foreplay a little short, and without pausing, suddenly thrust into her to the hilt, causing her to gasp and groan, and wrap her legs around his waist snugly.
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"Mmm...Angel....are there any Starbursts left?" Buffy asked an hour or so later. He snickered, then handed her a strawberry flavored Starburst. She quickly unwrapped it, using her tongue expertly, smirked naughtily at his look of passion. Once the candy was successfully unwrapped, she spit the pink paper out at Angel and speedily ate the nummy candy. He grinned and grabbed a piece of candy for himself. She winked and grabbed two more candies. Nothing better than Starbursts...well, 'cept for Philly Cream Cheese and bagels.
Later on, he'd surprise her with: a harmonica, a pair of Ken and Barbie dolls(which she'd roll her eyes out, but secretly love and then later make them do naughty things with each other when Angel wasn't around), a can of paint for their ceiling, and a new pale pink nighty. She'd model it for him, saying "Come to me, bad boy!", he'd vamp out on her, making her moan and almost orgasm on the spot. Angel would give her a "I need a spanking" look and then she'd gladly oblige.
THE END?
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