Demonic Loving
Author: Alicia (a.k.a. Lady Angel) Email: [email protected] Rating: NC-17!!!! Timeline: 2009 Summary: Buffy comes to terms with her soulful status...for awhile, anyway... Spoilers: Nada! Warning: Contains m/f sex as usual, violence and bad language... Disclaimer: Do I look like Joss Whedon to you???? Notes: Okay, I've turned my smutfic 'Demonic Fever' into a series. ::slaps her hand:: Shame on me!!! Notes 2: This is meant to be a humorous fic!
Buffy awoke to find Angelus sitting in a chair beside the bed she had been sleeping in...their bed. His face was thunderous. For the first time since they had met and become lovers, then husband an wife, Buffy was afraid of him. Afraid of what would happen to her, what he would do to her. The look in Angelus' eyes was murderous... It was a moment before he noticed that Buffy was awake. His eyes immediately showed tenderness, all hint of violence had disappeared in an instant. He got up out of the chair and sat down next to her on the bed. Buffy backed away from him, still unsure whether he was deceiving her. She knew his tricks well... But in this case, her fear was unfounded... Angelus cupped her shoulders and gazed into her eyes, Buffy looked up into his beautiful, warm, chocolate brown eyes hesitantly. Angelus lifted his large hand to cup her cheek and touched his forehead to hers. Buffy sighed his name, "Angel..." His eyes drifted closed. "It's okay, Baby." "They did this to me, my Angel. It all hurts. Everything hurts inside. I keep seeing them...begging with me...pleading...their eyes haunt me..." she whispered in despair. Angelus gently pressed his lips to hers. "I know, Baby, but don't worry about it. You still have me, you'll always have me. I'm not going anywhere...I'd never leave you like this..." he murmured. Buffy buried her face in the hollow of his neck. Angelus rocked her back and forth in his arms as she cried... *~*~*~* One Month LaterLord Angelus Donnelly and Lady Buffy Sommerville Cordially invite you to their home on... She held the invitation in her trembling hand. They're still together??? Annette angrily wondered what she had done wrong. She had performed the Spell of Restoration to the very last herb. (AN: Notice I didn't type 'curse'...) He should have shunned her! As should have every other vampire in existence! Instead, they were inviting everyone to a party!!! She must have done something wrong...or maybe it was a trap. Maybe they just used Buffy's name to make her question her abilities... Annette made a decision. She would go and see if the curse had in fact worked, but if it hadn't, she would try the spell again while everyone was partying... *~*~*~* Everyone was having a great time, especially the hosts, who were having their own private party in the middle of the dancefloor. The room was filled with humans who wanted to be vampires, as well as some of the most viscous vampires in history, but all eyes were focused on Buffy and Angelus... Buffy danced erotically, her tight ass rubbing firmly against Angelus' groin. His condition was painfully obvious through the tight, black leather of his pants. Angelus wore no top, having discarded it hours ago, after almost half a day of dancing with his beloved. It was nearing sundown outside, the party having started an hour before sunrise. Buffy wore her favorite black, knee-high boots with spiked three inch heels, a cropped, burgundy, short-sleeved, mohair sweater and a skin-tight, black mini skirt that barely covered her well-rounded ass. Both the boots and the skirt were made of genuine leather. Angelus' hands kept wandering her bare thighs and midriff, occasionally reaching in front of her, cupping her generous breasts. Annette watched the couple, unnoticed, from the second level of the mansion. It hadn't been a trick...That viscious bitch was still with them and without her soul from the look of it... Buffy grinned in appreciation as she felt Angelus' hard cock digging into the small of her back. His lean, muscular frame was heavenly. At nightfall, all but she would feast on the delusional people who dared to dream of the night. Having a soul prevented her from doing the same, but that didn't mean that she would force her vegetarian ways on the rest of them. Angelus had offered to give up live food to help her feel better, but she had rejected the offer. Buffy knew that it was her problem. She was still a demon, but she didn't kill and she didn't want to become a pathetic, two hundred and seventeen year old has-been vampire. She had always been strong willed, even as a human Buffy hadn't let anyone step on her. Her parents had arranged a marriage for her to a sixty year old Duke, but she had flatly refused and had calmly walked out of the house...only to be drained by a vampire. She had put up a hell of a fight, though! Buffy turned around and wrapped her arms around her lover. Angelus cupped her ass and pulled her hard against his body. She nipped the skin of his naked chest and grinned. A wrenching pain tore through her and Buffy collapsed against him. "Buffy?!?!" he yelled in panic. Everyone in the room froze. Buffy lifted her head and looked at him with an evil spark in her eyes that he hadn't witnessed in a month. "Oh, Lover...I'm back!" she whispered to him seductively. She faced the room in an instant, grabbing the nearest human by the throat and throwing him to the floor, landing on top of him, straddling his hips. Angelus sat on his legs behind her, not knowing what had caused her change and not really caring. he held her firmly around the waist, tearing into her neck. Buffy moaned in pleasure... She ripped into the boy's chest, her fingernails tearing deep into his warm body. He screamed in pain... Angelus withdrew his fangs and began kissing his way across the back of her neck and across the delicious expanse of her back very slowly. Something went through Buffy and her eyes glowed yellow. Everyone saw the event. The vampires knew what had happened and growled in ndisappointment. Angelus felt her body tense, so he stopped his anatomical exploration. "What's the matter, Baby?" Then he saw Buffy stare in shock at her hands, the boy's warm blood coating them. Angelus sighed. "What the HELL is happening to me?!?!" Buffy screamed in fury. Annette heard the vampire's scream and couldn't believe that she had failed. Again! It had affected her somehow, but she still didn't have her soul, she could tell by the vampiress' actions. The soul had entered the Orb, she knew and also escaped it. Maybe it had been the wrong soul... She looked over the words and changed a few things, hoping that that would help. The Watcher had another Orb. She had hoped to recurse Angelus as well, but she would take what she could get... Buffy quickly shrugged off her guilt and began dancing again. She had learnt in the past month when and how to let things go. This was one of those times. She gave the unconscious boy one last sorrowful glance before her other senses took over. She closed her eyes as Angelus got down on his knees and wrapped his strong arms around her waist, flicking his tongue in and out of her navel. And once again, Angelus caught her on the way down... Buffy moaned in pain as her soul was torn from her body to temporarily reside in the Thessulan Orb not twenty yards away. Buffy eyed the unconscious body on the floor and dived on top of it in a hurry. If things continue the way they have been, I'll have my soul back again in a few minutes...she thought. So she decided to have a little fun first. Her fingers dug into the bloody chest and tore out his still-beating heart, her face changing. She violently sunk her fangs into the warm organ as Angelus approached her from behind and pressed wet kisses along her smooth back. He loved sex with her during feedings... She moaned as she tasted the fresh, warm blood for the first time in a month. Angelus smiled at the sound, but continued trailing kisses along her back. Once again, Buffy's eyes glowed. The elder vampires around the room threw up their arms and rolled their eyes in exasperation. Buffy's fangs retracted and she threw the drained heart to the floor in disgust, getting up. Angelus still sat there, hanging his head in dismay. He quickly pulled himself together and followed her. FUCK, that woman's a tease! he thought excitedly...Who cared about the change in soul status? He wanted a piece of her enticing ass!!! Annette shook her head in defeat. She was never going to succeed with that vampiress. She quickly packed up her stuff and headed off home... Even Buffy's soul was getting extremely pissed off. She thundered about the room..."What the FUCK is going on?!?! Would whoever the Hell is messing around with my soul just quit it, already??? Just pick one! Soul, or demon and fucking well stick with it!!! she raged at the heavens. Angelus grabbed her arm and spun her around to face him. Buffy immediately the lustful glint in his eyes... "That's enough!" he bellowed. Angelus jerked her toward him and kissed her savagely, thrusting his tongue past her protesting lips and sown her throat. She bit down hard on his tongue in answer. They both moaned as his blood filled her mouth. Angel forced her back against a nearby wall, dragging her skirt up around her waist when Angelus freed his straining cock from the tight confines of his leather pants, Buffy's spike heels digging into his bare ass. The vampires watched the couple in amusement, the human's eyes widening dramatically when Angelus tore his mouth from Buffy's long enough to invite, "What the fuck are you waiting for? This is a party, isn't it? It's sunset. Eat!" The last word had been said in relief as Angelus plunged his painfully erect cock into his lover's welcoming body... The other vampires feasted on the no-longer delusional human as Buffy and Angelus continued to take their pleasure in each other... No matter what personality the being took, soulful or demonic, the two beings had always been forever destined to spend their eternity together... The End
