Working Out Issues
Author: Lady Destiny Email: [email protected] Rating: NC-17! Summery: An answer, and a sequel, to Michelle's challenge and "There's More Than One Way To Slay A Vamp". Disclaimer: As much as I wished I owned them, I don't. Joss Whedon owns it all. Distribution: Egroups lists, my sites, anyone else, ask first. Feedback: Lemme have some! I love to read it! Notes: An answer to Michelle's challenge: Angel somehow fights hard enough and gets control of the body and is mad at Buffy for betraying him with his demon counter part, but the three of them somehow end up on good terms, with buffy being 'shared' by angel and Angelus. must have 3 of the following: A pink furby ice cubes gift wrap ribbon, preferably yellow Wesley must shave his legs a leather whip a mention of the movie " I know what you did last summer" leather pants of any color
Angel rolled over sleepily. Where was he? He felt his hand touch something warm. He opened his eyes and looked at....Buffy. Buffy? Don't tell me you don't remember Soul Boy. Angelus' taunting voice sang in his mind. It hit him then. "How in hell?!" his voice woke his lover and she rolled over to look at him. "Wha..." "Buffy how could you let him touch you?" She realized that this wasn't Angelus, this was Angel. "I thought..." "That I lost my soul? You'd be surprised what a desperate soul can achieve while the demon sleeps." Buffy shivered, he looked pissed. "Angel, I just wanted," "What, a good fuck?" Now she was pissed. "At least your demon has the fucking nerve to touch me like you won't when you're in possession of a soul!" she shot back. Angel was taken a back. "You know that we couldn't, and that still gives you no excuse to screw Angelus!" "Oh? And I can screw you, because you know, you're so willing to let me get close to you, you're the one who left me! I only did what I had to do! I did it so I could have the man I love, soul or no!" That's telling him Buff! Angel looked at her for a few seconds, ignoring his demon's outburst. Buffy stood. "I'd better go." Angel stood and grabbed her, pulling her back down on the bed. "You're not going any where until me, you and him work this out," he said calmly. "Who, Angelus?" He nodded. "Angel, all I want is you, all of you, I think it's about time you, me, and your demon made a pact." Don't be an idiot, listen to her! Angelus yelped in the back of Angel's mind. "He's all for it." Angel muttered. "What'd you have in mind?" Buffy took hold of Angel's chin and forced him to look into her eyes. "You and him can share me, but you have to agree on the terms with him, I have no part in that." She kissed him and smiled. "I'll leave you alone with you," she said and walked into the kitchen. Angel sighed and directed his thoughts at his demon. So, Angelus, what's it going to be? I like her idea of sharing, but you have to let me out once in a while, let me have a bit of fun. Angel snorted. That fun won't involve you killing people would it? A laugh echoed through Angel's mind. No, wouldn't want to piss Buff off. Alright, my side is that you leave me with some semblance of control so that if you get a little too cocky, I can control you. Angelus sighed. Alright, fine, anything for our Slayer. Angel smiled. We're agreed then? We are. Buffy walked back in to the bedroom. In her left hand was a tray of icecubes and in her write was a pink furby. "Did you talk it out with him?" Angel didn't answer, just got up and kissed her passionately. "I'll take that as a yes." she said, setting down the icecubes, but cuddling her furby. "What is that thing?" Angel asked. "A furby, it talks, I got one for Christmas, it's been my little councillor since you left." She grinned and shook the furby, waking it up. It yawned and blinked. "Angel meet Ebay, Ebay, meet Angel." The furby laughed and said, "Angel cute." Buffy laughed. "Welcome to my world of counciling, this little guy's heard more about you than anyone lately." She sat the furby down on the table. Angel laughed as it continued talking, and occasionally laughed. "I'm glad it was a help," he said, rapping his arms around her. "Oh it was, but you're even better." He kissed her and then looked over at the icecubes. "What are those for?" Buffy smiled and reached over, grabbing one and drawing the cold ice over his cheek. "To cool us down later," she whispered. Angel couldn't help but let a soft growl escape at her suggestion. "But what about..." "Don't you think, that with your issues worked out with Angelus, the curse won't really matter?" she asked. It made since to him and he pulled her down on top of him. "You know, I do still owe you punishment for betraying me," he hissed and then reached over under the bed and withdrew a whip. "Angel," she began. He smiled. "Don't worry, Lover, it will be a kind of punishment you'll like." Buffy wasn't so sure, but decided to go along with it. "Spread your legs," he said. She did so and Angel raised the whip. Buffy shuttered as the whip tapped against her thigh, but not in pain, it actually felt good. "I never thought whips could be good," she muttered and gasped as the whip was gently applied to her clit and then opposite thigh. "You'd be surprised what things that are supposed to create pain, can create instead." he said, flipping the whip slightly harder against one breast. Buffy could feel her body responding and groaned. Angel smiled sweetly and flipped the whip against her clit again, she gasped and wiggled, the need for him growing. "Please, Angel..." "Soon, baby, soon." He was having trouble restraining himself, however, and knew it wouldn't take much more to drive him to bury his shaft deep with in her heat. He slapped the whip against her thighs again, then alternated between her breasts for a few minutes. Her moans and groans were finally too much. Angel tossed the whip aside and dove on top of his love, easily burying his shaft deep in her hot wetness. She cried out, pulling him closer and began to thrust with him. Angel growled and felt Angelus clammering to take control. Not yet! He reprimanded sharply. Angelus quieted down and Angel continued thrusting into his beloved. "Angel, yesss..." she groaned. He snarled, feeling her climax approaching. Angel let the demon lose. With a primitive roar he buried his fangs into her neck. Buffy screamed as her body spiraled into sweet orgasm and shuttered uncontrollably under her lover. He didn't take much of her blood before his own pleasure hit and he released into her, moaning, though it was muffled by her throat. As the last of the couples' shudders subsided, Buffy turned her head as if listening for something. "What?" "Cordelia and Wesley are awake," she muttered. "What say we give them a scare, baby?" Angelus smiled wickedly. "What'd you have in mind, Lover?" She gestured to the closet, and grinned. "Go put on some of those black leather pants of yours, and see if you can find me something, interesting to wear." Angelus grinned and he heard Angel chuckle. Something, isn't she? "Oh yeah," Angelus answered under his breathe as he turned to the closet. A few minutes later, when Wesley and Cordelia came down the stairs carrying crosses and holy water, they found a shocking site. Angel, or Angelus to them stood in his leather panted glory, wearing a dark read velvet shirt and with one arm around someone who should have been Buffy. The Buffy look alike was wearing leather as well, and a black leather hairband in her hair. Angel grinned at their astonished look. "Hey, guys." Buffy said cheerfully. "Are you a vamp, Buffy?" Cordelia asked. "Nah, I'm still alive, see?" She turned her head to reveal the healing bite marks from Angel's fangs. "Then, why, may I ask, are you standing with that monster's arm around you?" Wesley asked. "I resent that!" Angel muttered. "Keep it up, Wes, and you won't have a job." Wesley looked surprised. "Angel?" "In the flesh." he answered. Buffy smiled at their friends' confused looks. "It's a long story." Buffy said. "Made a deal with Angelus, soul's permanent." "Okay, maybe not that long." Buffy said and turned to kiss her lover while the others watched on, speechless. The End
