Buffy stood in front of the mirror in something of a shock. Only one thought
kept running through her mind. 'This is it. Just a necklace. I'm wearing
nothing but a necklace!' 

It was something more than a necklace but Buffy
didn't think about it that way. When she had awoken Flora had been there as
usual to help her dress. She had put a beautiful necklace that wove down
around her body until it came to her mons where several large emeralds were
fashioned in a leaf pattern barely covering her. When she had first looked
at her reflection she had giggled at the sexy picture that she made and felt
a great anticipation for when Angelus would undress her later this evening.
Flora had begun to do her hair and Buffy had asked where the dress that went
over the jewels was. 

Flora had looked at her and replied, "Miss this is all
you will be wearing to the party." Since then Buffy had been frozen in
shock.

Her hair and makeup was done by the time that she snapped out of it.
Stomping over to the doors connecting their rooms Buffy flung them open and
stalked over to Angelus as he stood getting ready by his dresser. "What the
hell did Flora mean saying that this was the only thing that I would be
wearing to the party?"

Looking Buffy lazily up and down Angelus replied, "Watch your tone lover it
isn't pleasing."

Waving her arms about Buffy yelled, "I don't give a flying fuck whether my
tone is pleasing or not. Explain."

Turning to look at her Angelus crossed his arms over his chest and patiently
replied, "The party is a mock festival of Hathor an Egyptian god. Some of
his festivals dealt with fertility and death. A fitting combination for
vampires and their human lovers. Everyone goes to drink, take drugs and have
sex. That is all that you will be wearing because that is all anyone is
going to wear. No one will notice your body as anything special they will
all be too drugged to remember who they are. I doubt that any will remember
what went on much less how you look nude."

Buffy digested this for a minute and replied rather foolishly, "I don't care
I will not be going in the nude. You can just go by yourself."

Before Buffy could go on Angelus reached out quicker than a snake and
grabbed Buffy's arms forcing her to her knees. Grabbing her by the throat
Angelus leaned down and growled into her face. "You forget your place
darling. I am your master and if I decide to parade you down main street
nude and covered in blood and my cum than you have no choice in the matter.
We are going to a fuck fest and I don't want the extra problem of your
clothes. If you choose to continue to defy me I will go to the party alone
and truly align myself with the new evil and them systematically kill
everyone in this town. And you my sweet will be tied spread eagle on the bed
with unbreakable chains for my pleasure whenever I wish." Backhanding Buffy
until she was prone on the floor he asked, "So Buff, what will it be?"

Looking up at him Buffy felt equal parts of anger and fear coursing through
her. Remembering all that was at stake she lowered her eyes, "I will go as
you have had me dressed. I won't make any more complaints."

Smirking Angelus turned away with a command, "Go and finish dressing we will
leave within the hour."

Looking at him strangely Buffy went to do as he bid.

A half an hour later Buffy walked down the stairs to find Angelus waiting
foe her. He was also wearing some ornate jewelry but had brown leather pants
on as well. Frowning at him she came forward. To her ensemble sandals had
been added and henna designs had been drawn on her inner thighs, breasts,
and the mark on her neck. As comfortable as she had become around Flora, the
henna painting was a little odd and had made her more than a little
embarrassed.

Angelus walked around her inspecting her attire and Buffy was surprised when
she felt soft velvet covering her from neck to toes. Sliding her hands
through the slits designed for them she fingered the rich gold fabric and
looked questioningly at Angelus.

"We will have to walk through town, and I don't want everyone out there to
see you." Smirking he added, "Yet."

Taking her hand they began walking and soon went underground into the caves
that had once been the masters lair. Shivering slightly Buffy moved closer
to Angelus as they passed the place where she had died before. It grew
darker and darker the deeper they got into the caves until they rounded a
corner and came into a cavern bathed in soft candlelight. In front of them
was a pair of huge doors. On the doors were sexual paintings depicting a
virgins deflowering and her journey to sexual depravity. About 5 feet in
front of the door there was a statue of black marble. It looked to be a man
but here was something fierce and mythical about him. At his groin there was
an unnaturally large penis standing at attention and it made Buffy want to
snort in disbelief.

Angelus took off her cloak and set it aside. Coming behind her he kissed and
nibbled at her ear, "On your hands and knees." Looking back at him Buffy
felt a rush of lust and hurriedly did as he asked. She could hear him behind
her taking off his leather pants and she began panting as her lust was
heightened. She thought that there had to be something in the air that was
like an aphrodisiac because at that moment Buffy wanted to fuck until she
passed out or was dead.

Angelus kneeled behind her and slowly rubbed his cock against her beginning
to fell the same overwhelming lust. When Buffy whimpered he lost any
thoughts of teasing her and drove into her powerfully. Pushing back against
him Buffy screamed her appreciation. They began a brutal pace with little
thought for rhythm and no thought for drawing it out. They strove for the
climax that they could feel on the horizon. When he could feel the
beginnings of his orgasm Angelus switched over to game face and bit fiercely
into his mark sending them both over the edge. They collapsed panting
harshly and looked up to see the doors opening.
~~~~~
Standing up Angel helped Buffy up and then pulled her hand through the
doors. At once her senses were overwhelmed. The room had very high ceilings
and was decorated as an ancient Egyptian temple. At the front of the room
there was a dais where a few chubby priests stood preparing. Along both of
the walls there were hidden alcoves for lovers play behind huge columns. Two
large tables ran the length of the room leaving a large aisle in the middle.

Some were talking and laughing, others were moaning. The food and drinks on
the table bought smells both tantalizing and repellent, there was food and
blood being enjoyed by nearly everyone. The strange incense that Buffy had
smelled lightly outside was strong in here, but the most overpowering scent
of all was the smell of sex. Everywhere she looked the people were nude. All
the men seemed to have constant erections and the women were dripping with
cum. No matter what they were doing everyone stopped once in a while to sate
their needs with a willing neighbor.

Buffy had felt satisfied but now her lust returned full force. She began to
shake and looked toward Angelus pleadingly. He was already pulling her
behind one of the columns. Pressing her back against it he lifted her by the
hips and brought he down on him their groans those in the room. Angelus
began a hard pounding rhythm knowing that Buffy needed no foreplay. Bending
his head down he captured one of her nipples in his mouth and began to suck
and nibble on it roughly. Buffy screamed at the sensation and burst into a
powerful orgasm. Angelus didn't let her come down from that one before he
changed his angle of thrusts and soon had her crying out again. After what
seemed like hours Angelus let himself go and he and Buffy fell to their
knees exhausted.

Stretching out Angelus brought Buffy to lie with her back against his and
watch the antics of the people. Coming out of her daze Buffy noticed that
most of the males were vampires and they had brought human lovers. The
humans had blood drizzling down the side of their necks from various bite
marks but none seemed to be here as a prisoner and Buffy could not sense any
fear. She was puzzled by this because she thought that she had been a big
freak for wanting a vampire. Sensing her question Angelus leaned down and
began to whisper in her ear, "Not all humans despise and hate us. Do you
remember that cult your friend Ford formed?" At her nod he continued, "There
are many others like that. Some even hundreds of years old and much
classier. The cults who truly know what vampires are about are allowed into
our society somewhat. Older vampires may choose lovers or advisors from
their numbers."

Slowly massaging her stomach he added, "This feast is for vampires and their
human lovers. Hathor was an Egyptian god, and there were festivals in
ancient times to celebrate fertility and death. Fitting isn't it?"

Moving his hand to caress her breast he smiled at her shaky nod. "Some of
the fools here believe that the rituals the priest do will make them able to
breed with their human lovers." Turning back to look at him with wide eyes
Buffy's mouth formed a large O. "But of course it had never happened over
the centuries that this festival has been reenacted."

Turning back to watch the crowds Buffy told herself good, she never wanted a
baby anyway and especially not with Angelus. Right? Buffy was distracted by
her thoughts when Angelus rose and walked over to one of the chairs. Sitting
down he pulled Buffy into his lap. More precisely he seated her on his again
hard cock. When Buffy began to move he stopped her hips. "No lover, not yet.
The festivities are about to start."

As he said those words the doors that they came through opened and young
acrobats jumped through the door doing flips. They were scantily dressed and
their movements were all designed to entice the viewer to look at their
genitalia. Following the acrobats, bald chubby priests in white robes strode
in carrying large scepters. They were chanting in some foreign language.
Buffy thought that they looked like funny little Buddha men and she laughed.
Her laughing stopped abruptly when she became aware of Angelus cock again.
From her earlier exertions she had sweat some but that seemed like nothing
compared to now. She was panting heavily and tried to concentrate upon the
procession but all she wanted to do was bounce up and down until she came
again.

Following the priests were naked musicians who played a haunting melody.
Dancers came through next slowly and seductively following the music. They
had some clothing but it didn't cover much. There were 6 women and their
movements were a synchronized dance of love. Watching them parody the act of
sex with each other made Buffy shudder and her lids began to droop. Behind
her Angelus groaned lightly. The priests had moved to the dais and were
performing some sort of ceremony but Buffy's attention was on the dancers.
They were moving in slow circles and every once in a while two from the
group would come forward and begin miming sex in different positions. She
realized that they were acting out the paintings that she had seen on the
doors when they came in and every mine became more sexual and more
experienced. Without knowing what she was doing Buffy began to move her hips
in lazy circles. Angelus growled at her but them he noticed the rapt look on
her face. Following her gaze he saw that she was watching the dancers and
when his eyes came back to her face he couldn't look away.

Slowly she continued to move her hips and when the group would stop their
circle she squeezed her inner muscles around Angelus. She was beyond herself
held captive by the erotic picture that the dancers presented. A drum began
to sound from the stage but Buffy didn't notice it. Angelus heard the drum
and was fascinated for it followed the same beat of her heart enhancing the
sound. He shifted into game face and watched the pulse in her neck. The
drums and dancers stopped on a shout and Angelus lunged forward to bite her
neck. Feeling his bite Buffy came hard squeezing his cock tightly until he
came with her.

Some moments later Buffy looked up at the stage and saw that the priests
were done and the party had resumed. Lifting her off him Angelus stood and
offered his hand to Buffy, "Come let us go greet Claude and Giorgio."
Nodding Buffy shakily got to her feet.
~~~~~
Claude and Giorgio were sitting in a group of chairs near the opposite wall.
Walking over to them Buffy studied their human concubines. Claude had chosen a
perky redhead who was slightly chubby. She was nude also and when she turned
Buffy was surprised at her innocent pixie face. Being here it was obvious that
she wasn't innocent but you couldn't help feeling that she was and wanting to
protect her. Buffy liked her immediately and hoped for an opportunity to talk
with her.

When her gaze shifted to Giorgio's companion she wasn't really surprised. A
tall striking beauty with mahogany hair stared coldly at her. There was a
European look to her, and her movements showed bored sophistication. She might
have been a vampire her expression and eyes were so cold. Giorgio had the same
look and she felt that they were perfect for each other.

Entering the circle of chairs Buffy and Angel began saying greetings and making
introductions. Finally Angelus seated Buffy again on his cock and spoke in an
arrogant voice to Giorgio, "This seems to be a more festive gathering than the
last festival that I went to. And what is with this hall? You can't expect me
to believe that there really was a Egyptian temple below Sunnydale in such
great condition. Whoever is our dear host?"

Laughing Giorgio replied, "Magic my boy. Those who have a lot of power are not
so concerned with only using magic for evil and use some of it for our comfort.
And my friend it has been many years since you attended one of these festivals
and we can only hope that they get better with time. This host has undoubtedly
outdone almost every other party to date with this one, but we have no idea who
it is. We are assuming that it is the new power in town, but he hasn't been
down to mingle."

Angelus nodded and turned his attention to Buffy on his lap. He began to stroke
her breasts as he nibbled on her ear. He was drawn against his will back to the
conversation when Claude spoke up.

With a nostalgic look in his eyes he began, "But don't you remember the
festival in 1860? That was the most amazing night. Awww my Sheri was there and
we tried every sexual position that we could think of. The food and wine was
exquisite. And the entertainment...." Trailing off he looked at Angelus with
admiration and a questioning look. "Your fling of the moment had gone up the
dais in the middle of the festival and began singing and dancing. She danced
for hours flowing through the crowds and singing softly the whole time. It was
the most erotic hours of my life."

Mindful of Buffy on his lap he replied noncommittally, "That was an enjoyable
evening."

Buffy felt a rush of anger but quickly suppressed it. 'That was sooo long ago.
He probably dumped her quickly after that anyway.'

Claude spoke up again and Angelus wanted to groan with annoyance. 'What is he
going to talk about now? The orgy with the 5 belly dancers in Morocco?'

"Angelus? What exactly was she? She wasn't human but none of us could tell
exactly what she was. And her voice, it was like heaven. Come on Angelus you
told us that you'd tell us later and a hundred and thirty years is definitely
later."

Giorgio chimed in with, "Yes, it has been a long time and we'd like to know who
that divine creature was. Although I don't know if you can remember her after
your dear Buffy." Giorgio was leering at her so intently that Buffy flinched.
Giorgio's concubine who was named Angelique slid to the floor after seeing his
look and began giving head to Giorgio. His eyes never left Buffy's and she
began to become increasingly uncomfortable.

One of Angelus' hands slid slowly along her belly to comfort her and his other
hand rose to caress the mark at her neck as a warning to Giorgio. Rubbing her
belly Angelus could lightly feel his erection in her. Fascinated he put more
pressure and had to suck in a gulp of air at the erotic feel of touching
himself through the glove of Buffy's pussy. Buffy bit her lip to keep from
moaning and sucked in her stomach to make the fell of him more pronounced.

"Angelus?" Claude broke in with a cough.

Growling lightly Angelus told them about his dancer, "Her name was Ava and she
was a siren. She would sing to men in Athens to get them to sign over all of
their earthy possessions and them jump of a cliff as a sign of their devotion.
I was the only one who she had ever met that didn't loose their will at her
song. I felt lust of course but I never bent to her will. After the festival I
turned her but when she didn't rise for over a month I left her. I am guessing
that she is bones and dust in Naples."

Returning his attention to Buffy he began to lightly move his hips. Just as he
was looking for a place to take her so that he could ravish her properly a
chubby priest came forward and bowed to Angelus and Buffy.

"Shit, what do you want?" Angelus patience was growing thin with the
interruptions.

"Your host would like an audience of pleasure."

Angelus looked at the little man as if he had suddenly turned into an annoying
4 year old. Soon however comprehension dawned on his face. The party's were
generally thrown by some ancient male vampire who wanted some choice flesh but
didn't want to have to search for it. He had probably heard that the slayer was
here and wanted to sample her. He had no intention of letting that happen but
remembering his words the night that he had caught her with Riley he decided to
toy with her a bit. "Well darling it seems that you have made an impression on
our generous host. Will you show him how happy you are to be here by pleasuring
him as much as you do me?"

Buffy looked up at him in horror and couldn't form a reply. The priest though
jumped in with, "No, our queen wishes to see you."

Angelus raised curious eyebrows at the priest. "Ow." Looking at Buffy he saw
that she was so angry that she was squeezing her inner muscles as tightly as
she could and it was beginning to hurt. Leaning forward he whispered into her
ear, "Now would not be a good time to show defiance. I would have to publicly
punish you and I would still end up going to the queen. Also think of your
precious friends. They will all die unless we find out more on this new evil.
As sad a fact as it is, we can't spend all of our time fucking.'

His words did little to stop her anger but guilt was rapidly taking it's place.
She hadn't given one thought all night to trying to find out more about the new
evil. All that she had been thinking of was the pleasure that Angelus could
give her. Nodding imperceptibly she got up.

Angelus rose and bowed grandly to the priest. "Lead the way."

The priest walked toward the dais and through an almost invisible door to the
right of it. Behind the door there was a curved staircase that led to an
immense oak door that was heavily carved in gothic designs. The priest opened
the door and bowed to Angelus before walking back out to the party. Cautiously
Angelus walked forward and stopped inside the door shocked at the sight before
him. He was only able to get out one word, "Ava."
~~~~~
Seated on a little loveseat was a breathtakingly beautiful woman. Every
feature complimented the other, and each was arguably close to perfection.
Her hair was black and thick with no hint of red, her eyes an incredible
dark blue, slightly slanted upward and sinfully long lashed. Her skin was a
tawny cream and soft and smooth, her nose thin, her mouth full and tempting.
Her body was so precisely perfect in its wonderful curves that it caused
Angelus' cock to swell even more.

Giving her a mocking bow reminiscent of the time they knew each other he
walked forward to press a kiss on her beautiful outstretched hand, "Ava my
dear, how wonderful you look. I thought that you were rotting in Naples?"

Her sirens voice drifted over him soothing and comforting as she spoke, "Why
Angelus, I thought that you were gone from the community, otherwise I would
have found my errant sire when I arose after a year."

Sitting in a chair to the left of her he raised his eyebrows, "A year? That
is unheard of. It must be because you are part siren. So how have you passed
the years away from me? Have you been terribly lonely and sexually
frustrated?"

Looking intently into Angelus eyes she spoke softly, "Various things, all of
them evil. I have been doing what I do best, taking everything from males.
Only now I concentrate on vampires." Still holding his stare she began to
sing.

Lirum bililirum, li-lirum, lirum, lirum.
Deh si soni la sordina.
Tu m'intendi ben, Pedrina,
Ma non già per il dovirum.

Her song drew his mind back to the first time that he had met her.

Lirum bililirum, li-lirum, lirum li
Deh, si soni la sordina,
Deh, si soni la sordina,

Angelus stood staring open mouthed at the startling vision in front of him.
He had come to Greece for a diversion and he had found more than he had
bargained for. Reports of a great but untouchable beauty had piqued his
interest and so he had come to this elegant but small villa along the coast
to seduce it's occupant but after he had entered he found himself being
seduced. She was wearing a gown of midnight blue silk that clung to her body
in the ancient style. She stood on a dais in front of a large cushioned
throne covered in gold. At the bottom of the steps two men writhed on the
floor in sexual ecstasy at her song.

Le ses an che t'vo mi ben
E che t'son bon servidor,
Ma t'aspet che l'so ben

Looking up at her face he was drawn into her mesmerizing eyes. Vaguely he
thought that she was drawing him into her thrall and that he should fight
it. But the lust he felt made him think to hell with resisting. One of the
men on the floor passed out. Angelus began walking toward her slowly, for he
was so hard that he was afraid he'd cum even before he touched her like the
bastards on the floor. As he got to the bottom of the steps the other fell
unconscious. The look in her eyes clearly told him that she expected him to
fall at her feet any moment. Smirking he walked up the stairs and grabbed
her around the waist. Her gasp of surprise was cut off when Angelus kissed
her brutally pulling her to him. Grinding his hips against hers he groaned
at the exquisite feel of her.

Pulling back he began shredding her gown. She was so shocked that she didn't
try to stop him. When his mouth closed over her nipple and bit lightly she
came back to her senses and sang out loudly and shrilly, then sound meant to
drive him to his knees. Angelus just trembled with lust. Moving his hands
over her hips he began to caress her between her thighs while moving his
mouth to her other breast. She tried again to repel him with song and used a
pitch that caused one of the unconscious men to die. Angelus pulled back but
only to tear off his own clothes. Looking into her face he gave a strangled
laugh at the look of utter shock on her features. Kissing her softly parted
mouth he lowered her onto the throne and pulled her hips forward to the
edge. Moving down one step and crouching he bent and thrust into her. She
cried out in pain for she was a virgin.

Now a little shocked himself Angelus smiled wolfishly and bent to suck on
her nipples again as his hands moved down to toy with her clit. Slowly he
began to move his hips back and forth with increasing speed as she became
accustomed to him. She gasped and moaned low in her throat at the sudden
pleasure. Angelus prided himself on being an excellent lover even where
virgins were concerned, and quickly brought her to a powerful orgasm that
made her sing her pleasure in disjointed phrases. Her murmurings triggered
his pleasure and he shouted as he came and collapsed over her. A few minutes
later he roused himself to get up and move her until he was sitting on her
throne with her in his lap. Curling her arms around him she finished her
earlier song.

Ch'al fin sclopi per amor.
Deh, non da plu tat dolor,
Tu sa ben che dig il virum.

Coming back sharply to the present at the end of her song Angelus growled
and leapt onto Ava, roughly twisting her under him. Straddling her he
grabbed her wrists to pin them over her head. Switching over to game face he
leaned down close to her neck and roughly licked her, "It still doesn't work
my dear. No matter how powerful you are, I will never bow to your will. You
will always bend to me."

"Just like your little slayer has?" Ava yelled those words up at him and her
voiced betrayed her jealousy and made her all the angrier.

Pulling back he shifted back to his human facade and adopted a look of
tender devotion that he knew would piss her off, "Ah Buffy, she is quite
exquisite you know. So much power in her and yet she turns into the most
passionate creature when I touch her."

Bitterly Ava replied, "Well I'm glad that your enjoying your little whore."

With a supremely pleased smile on his face he said, "Yes I am enjoying her."
~~~~~~
At that moment Buffy was far from being as happy as Angelus was. She was
trying to find the scattered remains of her patience and coming up short.
She gave up attempting to be nice and finally yelled, "Well bitch, if you
were really as great a lover as you claim to be then we wouldn't even have
to argue about this. Your such a cold whore, is it any wonder that your vamp
would come looking for some real warmth and passion?"

Five minutes earlier Buffy had casually mentioned that it would be nice if
there was a bathroom in this place. Claude being ever so helpful had told
her that there were bathrooms provided for the humans and she could find
them through the double doors in the alcove to the left of the stage. Buffy
had thanked him and Millie his concubine sweetly with a big smile and had
walked over to the alcove. When she had reached the doors Giorgio had come
out of the shadows and lightly grasped her arm. "My dear it seems that your
lover has abandoned you. If you'd like I am sure that I can fill his shoes,
or maybe fill your..."

"Oh you can just stop right there. I really don’t need to know the end of
that sentence. Thanks for the offer, but I prefer to wait for Angelus."

"Why?"

"It's a loyalty thing, and no offense but I'm more attracted to him than
you."

"All right little one, but if you change your mind, you just need to ask."

"Um, Thanks." Somewhat awkwardly she had pulled away from him and hurried
into the bathroom. Taking little time to stop and appreciate the decor, she
hurried thinking that Angelus could come back at any time. As she was
washing her hands in one of the waterfalls that dotted the room she was
interrupted by Angelique's rude voice.

She had attempted to be nice and explain that nothing happened with Giorgio
and she didn't want anything to happen but it hadn't stopped the flow of
bitter insults, "He finds all that he needs with me. As I'm sure Angelus
will when he comes to me."

Getting very close to her face Buffy said in her most deadly voice, "Stay
away from him, or I might use you as my punching bag for a few hours. Then
Giorgio definitely wouldn't want you. You pretty face would be all puffy and
bruised."

With that she turned and threw open the doors to the hall triumphantly. Her
excitement was squashed when she was grabbed roughly.
~~~~~~~
Upstairs Angelus still had Ava pinned underneath him. Letting go of her
hands he moved them down to cup and massage her breasts. Looking into her
eyes he used his hypnotic link over her as her sire to put her into a
pleasurable haze. Leaning closer to her he softly asked, "Are you the one
who sponsored this party?"

"Yes, I wanted to draw older vampires here."

Angelus moved his hands up to massage her shoulders, "Are you going to play
your old tricks on those below?"

"No something bigger."

Ava was so focused on his hands that she didn't realize he was asking all
sorts of questions, "Oh and what would that be my dear?"

"I am going to take over the hell mouth."

Massaging her neck he asked on a chuckle, "And open it? That's not very
original."

"I am going to make it into a working gate, so only things that I want to go
through can."

Kissing her nose he smiled lightly, "That's better, but however are you
going to accomplish all of this?"

"The slayer is the key, her energy for good will balance out my evil making
my magic neutral, and able to open the hell mouth and close it at will."

Massaging back down toward her belly, he gently asked, "But the slayer is
mine, and however are you going to make her act for you?"

"My song hypnotizes her. And I will be your concubine again. You have no
need of her."

"Well I wouldn't be too sure of that."

Angelus was going to continue down her body with questions but he heard
Buffy's voice screaming for him. Without another thought for Ava he got up
and ran down to the great room. The sight before him made him growl loudly
and move with inhuman speed to tear the bastards off of her.

A few hopelessly drunk vampires had Buffy pined to one of the eating tables.
More had helped subdue her, but after seeing the henna tattoos on her inner
thighs marking her as Angelus they moved off. The ones how continued to paw
her were young drunken idiots. Angelus flung them off of her following them
to where they fell and beating them senseless. Looking back at the table he
saw Claude standing with Buffy and knew that she would be safe until he
finished. Grabbing the five he lined them up and began contemplating the
best torture for each when the one on his left burst into dust. Whirling
around Angelus saw Buffy holding four crude stakes made from a chair that
had broken when she was struggling. She raised her eyebrow at him and he
bowed out of the way so that she could finish what she started.

When all were ashes on the floor Buffy walked to Angelus and wrapped her
arms around him kissing him passionately. Against his lips she said with
some amusement, "Perfect timing, though I would have gotten free sooner or
later."

Grinning Angelus grabbed her and ground his erection into her hips, "Uh-huh,
That's why you screamed for me. You don't need me for anything."

Moaning and whimpering Buffy managed to choke out, "Well I need you for some
things."

Their playful banter was cut off by Ava. She had some downstairs with
Angelus and now decided to take restore order. By singing.
~~~~~
Angelus was shocked to see that everyone in the hall went into a sort of
trance and a few fell to the floor. Snorting he turned to Buffy to make a
sarcastic joke only to find that she was in a trance also. Angelus froze and
stared at her open mouthed. He didn't understand, she was the SLAYER for
Christ’s sake. This shouldn't be affecting her.

Looking back at the dais he saw Ava begin to walk slowly toward them with a
feral grin. Suddenly afraid Angelus picked up Buffy and ran to the doors.
Stopping before them he realized that he had no idea how to get them open.
There were no handles, and her had never before left these party's early.
Laying Buffy by a large statue he began to fit his hands in the cracks to
try to pry the doors apart. Looking back at Buffy he saw that the wide
unseeing look in her eyes hadn't changed even though one of Ava's minions
had begun beating her.

With a roar he walked over to the little beast and yanked it off her tearing
it's arms off in the process. Ava reached Angelus just then and for a moment
faltered in her song. Angelus looked so beautiful in that moment nude and
covered in blood. Her body began to tremble lightly with lust that hadn't
been sated in so long. Reaching out her arms to him she silently pled with
him to take her.

Growling Angelus walked to Ava and grabbed her by the throat and slammed her
against a wall, "Open the door."

Shaking her head Ava reached out again to try and touch him. Slapping her
hands away with one hand Angelus snarled, "I am your sire, and you are
violating ancient vampire code by interfering with my concubine. Open the
damned doors now."

Looking into his eyes Ava figured that retreat was better at the moment.
Changing the pitch of her song she faced the doors. Slowly they creped open,
and Angelus threw Ava onto one of the tables, "It seems that you haven't
forgot all of your manners. It would be better if you would remember the
rest of them before we meet again." Picking up Buffy he walked out of the
hall while saying over his shoulder, "This has been a very memorable party,
but not as enjoyable as others I've been to. You really should get some help
planning before you attempt one of these parties again."

When the doors shut behind him he laid Buffy on the floor concerned that she
had not snapped out of the trance yet. A silent servant brought him Buffy's
cloak and his leather pants. Buttoning Buffy up in her cloak he began to
think over what made him different than the others. Never once had he fallen
under Ava's thrall, or the thrall of any other being.

Buffy stood up suddenly and began walking out of the caves. Angelus tried
calling her name, grabbing her arm, even punching her. It didn't deter her
from her course and all Angelus gained was a few bruises when she forcefully
moved him out of her way. Following resignedly behind her he felt decidedly
harassed and ill-used. He kept muttering, "I just wanted an evening of happy
fucks. Was that too much to ask?"

Looking at Buffy's back he saw that even though she was the slayer and had
stronger will power than most she was still under Ava's thrall and obviously
was going to do her bidding. That brought his thoughts back to the fact that
he had never been hypnotized. He was an admittedly conceited person, and so
naturally thought that it was just a sign of his superiority. Although the
small honest part of him that he never listened too said that Buffy was his
equal and she was still under the thrall. He then began to wonder if he had
ever been hypnotized and never known it. He could have been someone's bitch
running errands for them and calling them master and never realizing it. As
soon as that horrible thought entered his mind he forced it back and thought
about Ava again.

Ava had never been able to order him around by singing or by sexual tactics.
She was the most spoiled person he had ever met, and took great pleasure in
saying no to her. Her reactions were pretty predictable, first she would
sing a little, then she would try to seduce him. After fucking her he had
always told her no to what she wanted, and she would scream so loud that it
shattered windows and fly at him fists bared. Even though his head would
ache for hours he always thought her reactions highly amusing.

He remembered one memorable time they had been in Vienna and she had wanted
a necklace that she had seen earlier when she had gone out during the day.
He had told her no of course. This time she had skipped steps one and two
yelling at him at the top of her lungs. When he had just laughed she picked
up a hairbrush and threw it at him. Laughing all the while he had thrown it
back at her, not hard enough to hurt but she had acted like he had tried to
kill her. Regaining her composure quickly she had walked to where he was
leaning on there balcony and pushed him off.

When he had climbed furious back to their room she had been doing her hair
and humming a happy little song. Angelus had picked her up and walked out to
the balcony throwing her far out into the canal. His vamp vision had allowed
him to see the expression on her face. The look of utter shock and confusion
on Ava's face had quickly restored his good humor. Ava had stayed in the
canal for an hour just trying to figure out what had happened.

Coming out of his revere he realized that Buffy had stopped in front of
Giles' house. She seemed to abruptly come out of her trance and looked
around for a moment before fainting. Catching her easily, he knocked on the
door, and found Riley on the other side.

Translation for song:

Lirum bililirum, li-lirum, lirum, lirum
Ah, sound the muted instrument
You hear me well, Pedrina
--and not just out of duty

Lirum bililirum, li-lirum, lirum, lirum
Ah, sound the muted instrument
Ah, sound the muted instrument

I have loved you for six years
and been a good servant to you
but I've been waiting for you so long

that I shall end by bursting with love
Ah, don't give me more grief;
you know well that I speak the truth.

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