Part Nine Buffy laid in her bed, feeling much more comfortable in her pajamas. Her mother busied around her, almost hyperactive in her efforts to make Buffy comfortable. "There. You look better already," Joyce told her daughter. "Thanks mom," Buffy murmured, her weakened state apparent. "I'm, ah...just gonna get you another pillow." Joyce moved to leave in a hurry. "I really don't need one," Buffy called after her mother. "But you need another blanket..." Joyce continued to fuss. "Uh, mom...I'm fine!" Buffy insisted. "How a...about some soup? Chicken and stars?" Joyce was almost desperate in her efforts. "Mom, please...just come sit with me?" Buffy pleaded. "Um...I-I've...I've got laundry..." Joyce insisted uncomfortably, her mind clearly on something important that she didn't want Buffy to know. "Why are you...?" Buffy started to ask. The Slayer shot up in bed as the words flittered through her head. "You had sex with Giles?!" "Um, ah..." "You had sex with Giles?!?!" Buffy yelled incredulously. "It was the candy...we were teenagers...!" Joyce frantically delivered her explanation. "On the hood of a police car!??!" "I'll be downstairs. You feel better. " Joyce bolted from the room, her embarrassment showing on her face. "Twice???" she yelled after her mother. Well, if she ever finds out about Angelus, she won't be able to say anything about it...Buffy thought, a hysterical giggle forming in her throat. *~*~* Buffy stared out of her window, wishing that the people of her neighborhood stopped thinking. Their thoughts continually seeped into her brain... I should have just quit... Look at him smiling...like he thinks I don't know about her? I can't wait to tell him we're gonna have a baby! I'm so happy... She doesn't know a thing... I can't believe I'm getting married... One more drink...that'll do it... Angelus...where are you...? was Buffy's own thought. Her body began to tingle. He's here! Buffy looked around. Sure enough, there was Angelus, making his way across the top of the porch to her window. She stepped back so that he could enter through the window. She ran into his arms, crying. "Angel..." she sobbed. He didn't mind being called by his soul's name, especially with his love sobbing out her misery. "Baby... what's the matter? Giles wants me to see him as soon as possible, and you didn't come tonight, so I came here first." "I can't shut it off, Angelus...I can't stop the thoughts from coming...and coming..." she continued to sob softly. Angelus cupped her shoulders, still not understanding. "Shut what off, baby? What do you mean?" "The 'aspect of the demon'. It's telepathy...everyone's thoughts just keep pouring in..." Twenty years... It's just a little drink... Wait till the next time he comes home smelling... Sometimes it's hard to keep going... "I need you so badly, Angelus. I've never felt this overwhelmed before. And the people in this neighborhood are extremely unfaithful to one another..." she almost pouted the last part. "Don't worry, Buffy, I'm sure that Giles called me because he has a cure of some sort. And as for the last part...does it really matter, as long as we're faithful to each other...?" he asked. She nodded with a smile, then lay her head on his chest. Extremely glad that his thoughts didn't intrude into her mind. She didn't bother to question it, but was overjoyed about it. Angelus continued to hold her when Joyce stepped into the room to check on her daughter. He mouthed the words, "Call Giles". Joyce nodded in understanding. Buffy covered her ears desperately trying to shut out yet more thoughts. Angelus crooned in her ear, easing the both of them down onto the bed and gently rocking her to sleep in his arms. *~*~* Giles had just put the phone down when Wesley exited the office. "Well, it seems to be coming along all right." Giles stared at him, he sarcastically replied. "Yes. Buffy's being driven mad, we have no proof that this is going to work, and we still need the heart of the second demon, which we have no idea how to get without...the Slayer." "Negative thinking doesn't solve problems," Wesley lectured. "Who is going to get the demon heart??" Giles asked. Wesley disappeared back into the office. *~*~* Angelus watched waited as the demon went flying through the air, landing onto, and breaking, a nearby picnic table. He vamped out as the demon came up swinging. The two exchanged blows, until one particular punch forced the demon into a flip, but hit its head on the picnic table. It recovered, going after Angelus, tackling him. The vampire turned around, them slammed the demon into a nearby set of monkey bars. Soon enough, the demon tired of this and took off running, Angelus hot on his heels... *~*~* Buffy's mother and her former Watcher stared at her as she tossed and turned in her bed, the thoughts in her mind too blurred and too numerous to distinguish. They just continued to torment her with their presence. "I can't stand this..." Joyce nearly sobbed. "I keep wondering if I'm hurting her with my thoughts." "You're not. Not anymore. She can't pick one thought out of the...out of the din," Giles reassured her. The couple are interrupted by a loud and insistent pounding on the front door. Wesley, closest to the door, quickly opens it, to reveal the vampire he thought of as 'Angel', letting him in immediately. The other two rushed down the stairs... "I got it..." Angelus told them triumphantly, holding the flask in his hand. Now, it'd better fucking help her or I'm going to rip their fucking hearts out and shove them up their asses! *~*~* Angelus quickly entered to room, immediately rushing to Buffy's side. "No..no..." she moaned. "I'm gonna help you..." her lover moaned at her state of unawareness. He couldn't stand seeing her like that. She was the strongest life force in his life. He wasn't going to lose her to some demon 'aspect'... He held her body forward, cradling her gently as he brought the flask to her lips, forcing her to drink the liquid. She rejected it, thrashing her head around. She gagged, coughing up a small part of the demon heart concoction. Angelus gently laid her back on the bed. Suddenly, Buffy's body started twitch, and only seconds later, she started convulsing violently and began screaming. "Giles!!!" Angelus screamed in panic. Part Ten Angelus sat by Buffy's bed, clutching her hand tightly in his own. He was going to tear them all to fucking pieces! It had been over half an hour since she had drunk the liquid and still nothing...well, at least she had stopped tossing and turning. Angelus leaned over her and placed a kiss on the top of her head. "Come back to me baby...please. "Angelus..." Buffy whispered. She slowly opened her eyes and smiled up at her lover. Joyce chose that second to walk into the bedroom. "Thank god...A-are you all right? Do you hear thoughts?" "No..." Buffy realized, concentrating. "Did you find the killer?" Giles came into the room with Wesley, hearing her voice. "No, not yet. Buffy, how are you feeling?" "I'm fine," she smiled. The former Watcher nodded and the adults all left the room. Buffy turned to Angelus. "I need to get up...give me a hand?" He grinned and took possession of her mouth. His tongue invaded her mouth as he pulled her closer to him. Buffy broke the kiss after a few seconds. "I said I needed help to get out of bed, not be persuaded to stay in it..." she grinned. He shrugged. "It was worth a try. We on for some quality time at the mansion tonight?" "Fuck yeah!" Buffy scoffed, as if he had to ask! *~*~* Buffy walked into the mansion, emotionally drained. She had returned to school, helped the gang, stopped Jonathan from killing himself, and stopped the lunch lady from killing everyone else. She went straight for the bedroom, knowing that Angelus would be waiting for her there. She barely got through the doorway, when a cold hand clamped over her mouth from behind her. Buffy was pulled up roughly against an equally cold and very muscular chest. "We never did get to those chains, did we lover...?" was all she heard before she felt his fangs sink into her neck, growing hopeless aroused as he began draining blood from her body until she lost consciousness... *~*~* The next morning, Buffy was walking up the front step of Sunnydale High with her best friend. "So you're feeling better about Angel?" "Well...we talked." Make that fucked like bunnies... "And...and then he ripped out the heart of a demon and fed it to me...and then we talked some more." Sex can be highly under rated... ~*~Flash~*~ With his hand still over her mouth, Angelus walked her over to the bed. The chains were set up, all four connected to the bed posts. Wanting to play, Buffy sunk her teeth into his hand. Angelus roared as her teeth bit through his flesh. Buffy escaped his grasp and whirled around to face him. "You should know that you can't hold a Slayer that easily. They both moved into a fighting stance. "I'm going to enjoy this..." Angelus grinned at his prey. Buffy's eyes twinkled. "Why else do you think I'm doing it?" Angelus laughed, then lunged at her. Buffy jumped backward onto the bed, then threw her legs up over her head, causing her to roll backward and onto the floor on the other side of the large bed. Her lover shifted into game face and growled. "Buffy..." he taunted. "Come and get it, lover..." He surprised her by flipping over the bed, only to force her backward onto the floor beneath her. Angelus chuckled as he landed on top of her. While holding her there, his hand reached up to the corner of the bed and reached for a manacle. He fastened it around her ankle, so that she couldn't escape. Grabbing her by the shirt, the vampire threw her up onto the bed and hurriedly chained her other ankle and both of her hands. She lay there in stunned anticipation. She couldn't believe that it had been that easy for him. There she was her arms and legs spread across the bed... Buffy began giggling. "I think you forgot something, babe..." Angelus had been thinking the same thing. "I'm not letting you go, Buff." She glared at him. "Don't even think about, Angelus. If you so much as rip a thread of this top, I won't hesitate to stake you...!" The vampire began muttering about inflexible, but incredibly satisfying Slayer as he undid first one manacle, pulling off relevant parts of clothing before refastening the manacle and moving onto the next. Buffy tried not to laugh. Nothing was going his way, but she was enjoying it. When he was done, Angelus sat back and admired his handiwork. He stared at the completely naked Buffy, lust and love gleaming in his eyes. "You know, Buff, it occurs to me that there's something that I haven't done with you..." Buffy raised a delicate brow. "Oh? And what's that?" His eyes tinted yellow for a moment. He made his way down her body, watching her keep her gaze fixed on his movements. He moved lower...and lower...until he reached the mound of her womanhood. He scraped his teeth over the dark curls. Buffy moaned as he put a little pressure there. As his mouth reached the outer lips, his tongue darted out of his mouth and parted the heated flesh. Buffy cried out as a sudden bolt of pleasure shot through her lower body. "Angelus..." His cold tongue caressed the tiny nub he found there, stroking it tenderly, then moving lower. He could smell the sweet aroma she emitted with each second that passed. His tongue encountered another parting of flesh, this one leading to the tight passage that led to the place he had buried his aching cock repeatedly. He darted the cool appendage inside, reveling in the sudden flow of juices that leaked out with each passing flick. He eagerly sucked it in, drinking her fluids. Angelus vamped out. Buffy's eyes shot wide open as she realized what was happening. As his teeth grazed her swollen flesh, the Slayer whimpered in need. If Angelus heard, he gave no indication. He just waited until the tiny flow of blood mixed with yet another wave of Buffy's pleasure, sipping at her entrance. Buffy's orgasm washed over her. Angelus stayed where he was and lapped up the evidence of the release. He moved up her body. He thrust his tongue into her mouth just as he thrust his throbbing cock into her vagina. She forgot all about the taste of herself and blood as Angelus continued his sweet invasion of her gloriously passion-filled body... ~*~End Flash~*~ "See? That's how it should work!" Willow laughed as Giles approached them. "'Morning," Giles greeted them. "Hi Giles." "Hi. Oh, I should get to the yearbook office...I'm going to give them the murderer profiles...they're really a good read," Willow laughed before she left. "Bye," Giles said. "See ya." Buffy and Giles continued walking across the grass. "How are you?" "Lovin' the quiet! Nobody in here but me," Buffy grinned. "Jonathan? How's he?" "Pretty crappy," Buffy grimaced. "His parents are freaking...he got suspended...and...toting a piece to school not exactly winning him a place with the in crowd. But...I think he's dealing." "Well, it's good of you to check on him," Giles told her proudly. "Well, its nice to be able to help someone in a non slaying capacity. Except he's starting to get that look...You know, like he's gonna ask me to prom?" "Well...it'd probably be good for his self-esteem...if you..." Buffy cut him off. "Ohhh come on...what am I, Saint Buffy? He's like three feet tall!" Giles smiled. "I'm glad to see you've recovered from your 'psychic encounter' more or less intact. Feel up to some training?" "Sure. We can work out after school. You know...If you're not too busy having sex with my mother," Buffy remained straight faced as she continued on her way. Giles just walked straight into a tree... Part Eleven Mayor Wilkins looked down at the itinerary on his desk at City Hall. It was time for the next step in his battle for ascension. He looked up at the dark-haired vampire standing on the other side of the desk. "I want you to take a group and pick up something from the airport for me. There will be a man on a plane with a large box. Pay him, then leave with the box." The vampire nodded and left. Had Faith been alive, he would have sent her. He pulled out a long, flat box out of his desk drawer. He unwrapped it and pulled out the knife inside. He remembered that he'd had it commissioned specially for her, but she had been killed before it had arrived...before he could gift it to her. He put the box away and thought of Buffy and her precious vampire lover. They would pay with their existence... *~*~* "Sorry, honey!" Buffy called to her lover as the vampire she had tripped fell into him. "That's okay." Both vampires that they had been fighting were dust in seconds. Buffy stood up to her full height and faced Angelus, her breathing slightly accelerated. "Well, there's something you don't see every day. Unless, of course, you're me," she grimaced almost bitterly. "That was bracing. Want to do another sweep?" Angelus questioned eagerly. It had been awhile since he'd had a good fight. "It's what I live for. Sad to say," Buffy sighed. Angelus walked over to her and enveloped her in a hug. "You too tired?" "No. It's just...Do you get the feeling that we're kind of in a rut?" "A rut?" Pictures of them fucking in the dirt came to mind... "You never take me any place new..." Buffy was oblivious to the images her words created in her lover's mind. "What about that fire demon nest in the cave by the beach? I felt that was a nice change of pace." Violent, slow, and very messy... "So this is our future? This is how we're going to spend our nights when I'm fifty and you're...the same age you are now." The couple heard a growl from behind. "Let's just get you to fifty," Angelus concluded. "Oh, please!" Buffy spat in disgust. She reached into the bushes by her side and pulled out a vampire. She flipped the undead demon over her shoulder and drove a stake through it's heart. Turning back to Angelus, she held the stake firmly, the same way she would when facing any other vampire. He raised his brows and quirked his lips. "How would you like it, my lady?" he questioned, without missing a beat. "Thrilling," she leered as she put the stake away and crouched low on the ground, before jumping high and grabbing the tree limb above her head to hoist herself up. Angelus watched and admired her technique. Buffy looked down from where she stood on the branch and smirked. "Aren't you gonna come up and get me?" Buffy took off through the trees, jumping onto branches as Angelus leapt into the tree, quickly taking off after her. The hunt was on... *~*~* Buffy quietly skipped from branch to branch as she tried to escape her lover. She had to admit that the thrill of the chase was exciting, even more so when it was her vampire lover doing the chasing. She knew that she was being watched. She slowly faded into the darkness of the leaves. Her eyesight was just as perceptive as his in the darkness of the night, so she was sure that he could no longer see her. The Slayer moved to the other side of the tree in an attempt to escape his notice by choosing the back door, but was unlucky. Across the way, Angelus caught the gleam of her necklace, as the moon's light caught her movement from behind the tree. He grinned a predatory grin, waiting for the right time to spring. He knew that the wouldn't tire of the game easily, eagerly awaiting the reward that the hunt would give when he caught her. Her body would be his to pleasure... She reveled in the sheer primitive feel of the hunt. He could tell that it aroused her to be the prey, the one that would eventually be caught and played with... Angelus leapt from branch to branch almost silently. When he witness her turn her head in rapid attention, he knew that she had picked up on his movement and knew that he was coming. She pulled back into the foliage and was once again concealed from his sight. He moved closer to where he had last seen her. He was sitting on the same branch when he picked up her aroused scent. He grinned toward the tree to his right. He pounced almost immediately. He was on top of her in seconds. She giggled and kissed him. The couple heard voices close by. Angelus put his hand over Buffy's mouth, to stop her giggling. They watched from the trees as Buffy's friends appeared. "I still say that he's bad for her..." came Xander's complaint. "Xander, she's happy, so just leave her alone. She and Angel belong together and it's nothing to do with you..." was Willow's admonishment. "I don't think it ever was your problem, man..." Oz agreed. "He's a vampire! And he killed people...and he hit me!" The speech sounded almost like a whine. A low growl started in Angelus' throat. Buffy nearly fell out of the tree in laughter as she saw the group look around warily. Xander nearly jumped out of his skin. "Uhh...maybe we should get out of here, guys..." Xander's voice was shaky. Oz sniffed the air and looked up at the tree beside them. He nearly grinned at the familiar scents. "Yeah, Xander, probably should leave the bad vampires alone to do their thing..." he nearly smirked, pulling Willow closer as the trio moved off. When they were out of hearing distance, Buffy burst out in laughter, as did the vampire by her side. They were still sitting in the tree. Angelus was straddling the branch, and he pulled Buffy into his lap. She wrapped her arms around his neck loosely, still laughing. "I can't believe you did that! What if they'd seen us???" Buffy gasped out between fits of giggles. "Do you think that Oz could sense us?" "Yeah, a werewolf would recognize our scent and he probably heard us. As for Xander..." Angelus chuckled and nuzzled her neck. "I wanted to scare the shit out of the little twerp!" He cupped her ass and pulled her hard against him, so that her spread legs were ground against the bulge in his pants. "Mmm...Baby...you are sooo wet..." he noticed as her damp heat seeped into his own pants. "Uh huh!" Buffy reached between them and undid his pants, opening them enough for her fingers to reach inside and grip his cock before easing it out. Angelus groaned as his erection rubbed against the material of his slacks. He was hard enough as it was, with Buffy holding him in her talented hands. When he was out, Angelus helped her to awkwardly remove her own leather pants. Her stake fell out of the pocket and onto the ground twelve feet below their perch in the tree. They hardly noticed when Buffy tossed her pants on the branch behind her and they slipped off, following the trail of her stake. Angelus threw Buffy's panties away, but fortunately, they landed on a slightly lower branch, in a nest of twigs. Buffy sank down onto his raging erection with a soft moan. The Slayer was sweating from their little game, but now that she had disposed of her leather pants, the cool night wind caressed her on the outside, as her lover's hard shaft caressed her from the inside. He felt the bark of the tree scrap his thighs raw as Buffy frantically pounding him into the tree branch with each forceful downward motion of her exotic body. She ripped his silk shirt open, needing extra contact with his body. Buttons flew out of the tree and onto the ground. "This can't be possible...we're screwing in a tree, Buffy..." he groaned. "Angelus!" she nearly screamed. "Shut up and fuck me!" The vampire moaned in pleasure as she flicked her tongue across one of his nipples. She took it into her mouth and bit down lightly. The ecstasy of it combined with her body clamping around his hard cock was enough to drive him over the edge. "Baby..." he groaned as he spilt his cold seed into the warm depths of her shuddering body. "Angelus..." she screamed as she came. The evidence of their combined orgasm mingled and ran down between them, dripping onto the branch they had had sex on. The Slayer was limp in her vampire's embrace. "I think we just pulled ourselves out of that rut..." she murmured with a grin into his neck. Angelus groaned, his entire body aching from their little game and its reward. "We should get back to the mansion, it's getting late, baby." The couple slowly stood up on the branch. Angelus zipped up his pants as Buffy went in search of her panties and her leather pants. She reached down to pick her panties off a lower branch, but couldn't see her pants anywhere. "Angelus? What did we do with my leather pants?" she asked, still looking around the branches of the tree. "Umm...I think that you tossed them onto a branch, but they may have fallen. The couple looked below them. They saw Buffy's stake, but no pants. Then they heard a couple of kids laughing. The looked across the park and spotted two young men running off with her favorite pants. "Hey! You come back here you assholes! I want my favorite pants back!" Buffy yelled after them threateningly. "I hear that evisceration is a good method of revenge!" Buffy grimaced as the two took off across the grass. "What am I gonna do?" Angelus leered at her bare legs. "It's not too far to the mansion. Not many people are awake this time of night. We can probably make it without being seen." She glared at him. "Easy for you to say. You're fully dressed. Well, except for that major wet spot on the front of your pants..." she giggled. Angelus looked down. "Fuck!" He grabbed Buffy and they began to make a run for the mansion. Neither of them wanted to chance getting caught and dying of embarrassment. "Umm...honey?" Buffy stared as they began to bolt. "What if we run into something that I have to slay?" "Just keep running. I swear, if anyone casts even one eye on you, I'll rip their throat apart and shove it up their ass!" They ran... Continue 