Arriving back in the large ballroom, all eyes were on me. This wasn't different than when I left, but now I sensed that they had a different reason for watching me with such firm intent. I made certain that I didn't look over to where Thalia was standing in the corner of the room. The last thing that I needed was Angelus spotting me looking at her. Something told me that if that happened, he'd know instantly just where I had been earlier.
"Buffy, darling, would you mind lingering here a moment while I attend to a slight matter for a minute?" Angelus asked me politely, although in all reality-he wasn't asking me if it was okay with me. He was telling me how it would be.
Feeling his hand resting tenderly on the small of my back, I no longer felt that hesitation or fear that I felt when I was in the bathroom. I waved off all of my doubts as I took in the way Angelus was smiling at me. Angelus, though cruel and unjust to the rest of the world, was undoubtedly tender with me, and always would be. Perhaps what Thalia had shown me had been a hoax, for I hadn't actually felt Angel's hands in my hair. It was always possible that she was involved with black magic.
I smiled up at my lover, "I'll wait forever."
Angelus smirked, "I won't be that long, lover." He leaned down, and instead of pressing a tender kiss to my lips, he slipped his tongue into my mouth to caress my own, creating a passionate display of desire for the entire room of demons to enjoy and take notes from.
Pulling back after a few moments, Angelus grinned, "I'll be right back." With that, he turned to leave. I watched him walk away from me, delighting when he tossed me that sexy smirk over his shoulder at me. I intended to keep watching him, but my attention was called to a scene erupting at the other end of the room. I heard a shout, and then a scream.
Turning quickly, my eyes located the owner of the scream just in time to see a man erupt into dust. I jumped back in alarm, bumping into someone's muscular chest. I turned around once more-moving so fast that my head started to spin. The arms attached to the muscular chest reached out and caught me before I could fall forward.
I took a moment, shutting my eyes and waiting for reality to come back to me. My head pulsed with my spins, until finally I could think straight once more. Opening my eyes, I found myself gazing up into Damien's face.
He smiled, "I'm surprised Angelus left you alone after that little incident. You gave him-and the rest of us-quite a scare."
Damien seemed different when Angelus wasn't around. Now, he wasn't bothering to check his interests in me. He was back to behaving like he had when he kissed my hand, before he knew I was Angelus' mate, before he knew that he wouldn't be able to have his own fun with me.
"He had a matter to tend to," I answered finally, finding the strength in my legs and making them move me backwards a space to separate my chest from Damien's. Damien dropped his hands from my shoulders and let me go. I didn't respond to his other statement for fear that I'd slip and he'd be able to see right through me, and possibly report back to Angelus. I didn't know whether or not he was here to find out something for Angelus, so it was best for me to keep my mouth shut and mind what I say at all times.
Plus, this guy just creeps me out.
"Tell me, Buffy�What is a young, vibrant, beautiful�living, breathing girl like yourself�doing with Angelus, a master vampire?" Damien peered at me curiously, watching my eyes for fear or signs of confusion. He was looking for a weak spot. Everyone has one. Sometimes two. A weak spot is a place you can touch on that will anger or upset an individual no matter what they were feeling like before it was brought up. My mission now, was to make sure that Damien didn't think I had any. Though in all honesty, I knew I had one�
Angelus.
"I guess you could say�Opposites attract?" I offered, raising an eyebrow and smiling slightly to deliver a hint of humour to my words. It worked. Damien chuckled in response and took a sip of his champagne.
"That, my lady, is to be certain," he said, raising his glass to me. "A private congratulations on the union. Angelus is a dear friend of mine. I'm glad to see he's found a mate that can match his�Distinct tastes and desires," again he let his eyes deliver an obviously thorough inspection of my body. "Of course, I'm sure you already know his tastes better than I. Have you met the chains yet?" he laughed like he thought he'd just cracked the funniest joke in the world.
I took a deep, calming breath�But it didn't do shit for me. I still wanted to smack this creep senseless. Damien took another sip of his drink, and dropped his gaze to my breasts as he sipped the bubbly fluid. That was it.
The last straw.
"Damien, I do understand that you have a deep friendship with Angelus, so I would expect you have a deep respect for him as well. Yes?" I tilted my head to the side in question.
"The deepest," Damien assured me, smiling faintly as he sensed the anger and detest seething from my pores.
"In that case, I would hope that you-" I was cut off when Damien's eyes flew to someone behind me. His entire face lit up with fake delight. He held out his arms to the new person behind me.
"Thalia, darling! How are you, dear?" he took her hand and guided her around me. He placed her next to him and smiled over at me, "Buffy, my dear, have you met Thalia Degattio?" When I couldn't think of something to say, Damien smirked. "Perhaps you've already met."
Deciding to rub his nose in the dirt, I extended my hand to Thalia and smiled brightly at her. "It's a pleasure to meet you. Buffy Summers," I introduced my hand, shaking her hand politely.
"The pleasure is all mine to finally meet the woman that has so entranced master Angelus," Thalia smiled back at me. "Thalia Degattio."
"Charmed," I nodded at her. I looked to Damien then, "how do you two know each other? Am I to gather the impression that there has been a romantic liaison or two?" I raised an eyebrow and smiled to accompany my playful teasing.
"Not quite, Buffy," Damien smiled. Then, with a voice as cool as ice and a smile to match it, he said, "but perhaps Miss Degattio and yourself have had one that you'd like to tell me about." He looked down at Thalia and smiled, tightening his grip around her slim waist. I was shocked further, when she smiled back at him, and then turned her mischievously evil glare towards me.
I realized then, that she had set me up. She was hoping to get Angelus angry with me, and she'd probably been hoping that I'd get caught in with Angel(if that had really been him, that is). My face dropped and I allowed my eyes to go blank, expressing my tension and nervousness all of a sudden. That was my first mistake.
My second came when I couldn't think of anything to do, but to leave. I turned quickly and began pushing my way through the crowds. I didn't know where I was going. I didn't have a clue where I was in this gigantic mall of a home. I spotted a set of stairs on the other side of the room, and I began making my way through the people towards them. Perhaps they led me somewhere�somewhere I could find Angelus maybe?�Hopefully.
Many people watched me as I raced down the set of stairs. These stairs were cold, stone, and dark, illuminated solely by lit torches on the walls of the narrow tunnel that I entered at the end of the stairs.
**I loose all control, when you grab a hold,
And you do your trick.
I love it when you lick. Lick.
You've got lock and key, every part of me,
Know what makes me tick.
I love it when you lick. Lick.**
Music had finally started. A slow, melodic rhythm that sent a brief tingle up and down my spine. I didn't recognize the song, but something about it was calling to me�Guiding me. I didn't know where exactly, but something told me I was going in the wrong direction�a direction I shouldn't be going.
And I couldn't be bothered to care.
I came to a door. Pressing my hands against the smooth texture of it, I took a breath. I could feel emotions slipping through the cracks. Whatever was going on in this room�it was something I probably shouldn't see. It was something dark and dangerous, and I could tell it was incredibly hot and sensual.
Visions passed through my mind as I clamped my eyes together firmly. I could picture women entwined together, men worshipping their bodies, and in turn getting pleased beyond all belief. The face of my dark lover popped into my dirty thoughts, and I couldn't help smiling. Suddenly I had to clench my legs together. I was feeling so hot suddenly�And wet. It felt like the Amazon was running through my thighs. Perhaps it was�
**I put my heels on for you baby, the ones that wrap all around my leg.
Your every touch excites me, And dammit I ain't too proud to beg.
And even when you're not around me, The tingling just won't go away. No.
Don't make my body wait no longer, 'cause this pussy cat's ready to play.**
I was about to twist the knob open to reveal the contents of this passionate room of lust, when I felt a strange sensation to my right. I frowned and opened my eyes. To my right, the hall was suddenly lit up with torches, whereas before, it had been dark. Curiosity streaked through me, outweighing my desire to see what was in this one room. I stepped away from the door and continued slowly down the hall.
"Buffy," I heard a voice whisper. I smiled to myself. I knew that voice. Even if it was in my head, I could tell Angelus was looking for me. He was calling me�begging me to come to him. All I could think of now, was finding my dark lover, and watching his thick length disappear between my thighs.
"Angelus?" I questioned as I walked. I turned my head and glanced behind me, wondering if I was being followed. Where on earth was my lover?
Turning towards my destination once more, I found myself face to chest with the object of my desires. I couldn't even speak as I looked up into his dark, lust-filled eyes. He smirked softly at me, and pulled me into his arms, his hands resting on my round bottom and pulling my hips into his groin so that I could feel how much he wanted me�It was almost as much as I wanted him.
He bent his head down and pressed a tender kiss to my lips, licking his tongue out then, and down the underneath of my jaw, to my neck. I bent my head backwards and sighed in contentment. This was what I had been searching for.
But then he pulled his tongue away. Looking down at me, he said in a husky voice, "I thought you said you'd wait for me, lover. I went to find you, and you weren't there. Am I to think you were trying to get yourself into trouble?"
I couldn't answer him now. There was only one thing on my mind. I needed him now, and I mean NOW. I finally opened my eyes and looked up at him. "Angelus?" I began, licking my tongue over my suddenly-dry lips. I gasped in a breath of air as another wave of desire washed over me. "Make love to me?" I begged, ready to start crying if he refused me.
**I loose all control, when you grab a hold,
And you do your trick.
I love it when you lick. Lick.
You've got lock and key, every part of me,
Know what makes me tick.
I love it when you lick. Lick.**
Without words, Angelus took my hand and looked into my eyes. His own dark eyes were shining with allure, tinged with a slant of danger. His teasing smirk returned, and he turned and began guiding me down the hallway once more.
We walked on in the dim corridor, my arousal increasing with every second that ticked by that I had to wait to feel him inside of me. It was a sweet torture, but one that I would be thrilled to see end�To FEEL end. We passed many doors, and at each one, I could feel the lust and passion from each. It dawned on me that each of these rooms were occupied by vampires engaged in sexual battles of dominance and darkness, but I didn't care. All I cared about, was having my own delightful battle with Angelus.
We passed a small window, and Angelus stopped suddenly. He looked down at me and his eyes showed me that he was testing me. Testing my curiosity, and my adventurous side. I smiled slightly, and complied with his silent command. I stepped up to the window and looked in. The scene that met me was one of erotic delights. A long-haired woman was bent backwards on a table, with her Spanish lover thrusting in her at an alarming speed. And what made the scene even more interesting, was the woman kneeling over the long haired woman, one knee on either side of the long haired woman's head. She shut her eyes in delicious rapture as the long haired woman slid her tongue inside of her.
I felt a firm pressure behind me, and smiled as I felt Angelus' groin pressing insistently into my back. He turned me around again, and we continued down the hall, forgetting all about everyone else's adventures, except our own.
**It feels so good, I'm going crazy, my eyes roll back inside my head.
Explode my inner warmth with pleasure, and hold on tight-hope you escape.
I promise I'll return the favour, I'll do that trick you can't resist.
Two rights don't make a wrong-making love till the break of dawn.
The ocean's all up in a twist. Twist. Twist. Twist. Twist.**
The next door we came to, was humming slightly. Angelus pushed it open, and we were met with a firm breeze of cool air. Angelus stepped behind me and slid his hands down my shoulders, willing me to shut my eyes and feel the delicious sensations of the air.
My loose hair fluttered all around me as the breeze created a storm in front of my body. But the cool breeze was no match for the hot desire coursing through my veins like liquid fire. I was still scorching, inside and out. "Please?" I asked Angelus again, not opening my eyes to change the view of darkness that I'd come to learn I had to use my remaining senses in. I knew that was what Angelus was teaching me. He was teaching me to use the loss of one sense, to increase all the others. I knew that if I kissed him right this second, keeping my eyes shut�He'd taste sweeter than ever.
Unable to resist the temptation, I turned in his arms. My lips located his with no trouble at all, closing firmly and then dipping my tongue into his mouth for that desired taste of paradise. He complied, pulling me closer to his chest. The breeze blew all around us, my hair encircling him and I both, like a glow of golden sunshine that he could never experience.
Breaking off from the kiss, I opened my eyes just in time to see a burst of light explode from his irises. I smiled seductively, "take me."
"Come, lover," he took my hand. Pulling it up to his lips, he licked my midle knuckle ever so softly, "it's time to play.."
**I loose all control, when you grab a hold,
And you do your trick.
I love it when you lick. Lick.**
Angelus guided me to the final door in the hallway, and I could barely contain my excitement at the idea of finally having him completing me entirely, making me whole, filling me with his essence. Stepping through the open door, I found myself in a pitch-black world. Angelus shut the door, and came up behind me once more. His hands slid under my arms, one hand moving to pinch my left nipple through the delicate material of my dress, the other sliding over my stomach and lower, to press against my mound gently.
Still in the darkness, Angelus' touch was suddenly gone. I couldn't feel him anywhere around me. All I felt, was absence. Cold. Longing. It was like my soul had been torn from my body when his touch left. I looked all around, but it was useless. I couldn't see him, for I couldn't see what was two inches in front of me.
"Angelus?" I asked, feeling abandoned in my helpless state of need. I turned to look at where we had come from, but still the room was too dark for me to see anything in. No outlines. No shadows. No nothing.
And then, the sound of a flicker. More, the sound of fire. I turned once more to see where the little light was coming from. About thirty feet ahead of me, a small match was lit in the hand of my now-topless lover. I couldn't see his face in the little glow from the light, but I could see the firelight flickering off his finely sculpted abs.
He lifted the match up to his lips, and he smirked at me in the dim light. Then ever so delicately, he blew it out. Just as the light was blown out, he tossed the match. It landed two feet away in a twenty-foot-long, black, steel box which then erupted into hungry flames.
With the light from the fire, I could get an image of the room. Designed in blood red colours, it was completely masculine and dark. Just like Angelus.
**You've got lock and key, every part of me,
Know what makes me tick.
I love it when you lick. Lick.**
I looked down at my own body then, and found that I was completely nude except for my shoes. Confused, I looked to Angelus. He smirked, "we need to work on your sense of touch, lover. I don't think you felt me undressing you�with my eyes," as he spoke he came towards me, pulling me close. In the corner of the room, a huge, high bed was calling out to us, beckoning us to adventure into a land of passion under the black silk sheets.
I was certain that this room was enchanted in some way. I hadn't felt Angelus' touch on me at all, and yet he insisted that he had undressed me with his�eyes? How could that be?
"I think it's time to improve that particular sense, lover," Angelus whispered, advancing towards me and making me back up towards the bed. Each step was like a game of foreplay, hot and sexy in its own way. Angelus was in a darkly teasing mood, and I was right there with him, needing everything he could give to me. I'd settle for nothing but everything.
**I'll put my heels on for you baby, The ones that wrap all around my leg.
Your every touch it just excites me, And dammit I ain't too proud to beg.
And even when you're not around me, The tingling-the tingling won't go away. No.
Don't make my body wait no longer, Because this pussy cat's ready to play.**
Reaching the bed, I sat down slowly, maintaining eye contact with Angelus. He smirked at me, and I knew what we both wanted at that moment. My hands crept slowly to his thighs, and I lingered over the material of his leather pants, trying to drive him as crazy as he was driving me.
He growled softly after a few moments, showing that his patience would only go so far. I smiled at the proof of my power over him, and then allowed my fingers to creep up to the belt of his leather pants. I took my time, making my movements slow and melodic to the music that I could still hear; pulsing throughout the entire castle.
Sliding Angelus' pants down, I couldn't help sighing in relief. Finally, I was getting closer to the satisfaction that I so desired. I looked up at him with pleading eyes, and he smiled. Sliding his hands into my own, he linked fingers with me. He slid one knee to the bed next to my thigh, and raised my arms over my head. Then he slowly leaned forward, pressing me backwards until I was laying flat on the bed. He held my arms above my head tightly as he came down to me and laid a tender kiss over my beating heart. "Can you feel this, lover?" he asked me huskily.
I nodded my head; my eyes shut tightly so that the sensations he created were enhanced. Chewing on my lower lip, I gasped when his lips trailed down and caught hold of my left nipple. I thrust my chest up into his mouth as he tongued my flesh with abandon. He still wouldn't release my arms. I so wanted to wrap my arms around him and draw him into me, to never be let out again.
"Angelus?" I gasped. "Please. Please."
And then his face was next to mine. He trailed his tongue over my earlobe delicately, and then whispered in a wet, husky voice, "get on your knees, lover."
I almost came right then and there as he whispered in that hoarse voice, desire dripping from every word. He released my arms and I sat up, finding my chest pressed between his legs as he continued to straddle me. As I move to my knees, I trailed one finger along the edge of his rock-hard manhood, delighting in the way it hardened that extra bit at my touch.
I was on my knees facing him, and he smirked. His left hand trailed down to my mound, and caressed it tenderly. "Now turn around," he whispered, his eyes darker than I'd ever seen, yet the look was hauntingly familiar.
**I loose all control, when you grab a hold,
And you do your trick.
I love it when you lick. Lick.**
Turning around, I found myself face to face with empty space. It was so different than being able to look into Angelus' eyes and seek reassurance of his desire and need for me. Now, I had to rely simply on what I could feel coming off of him. I could only pray that my senses were up to this task, because I knew I desperately wanted to be able to enjoy this new experience with Angelus, to its fullest extent possible.
He took a hold of my hips as he slid to position himself behind me. "Bend over, lover. So you're on all fours." He delivered a gentle nip to my shoulder as he whispered his latest demands. I obeyed without hesitation, understanding exactly what was about to happen. I just hoped that it was as pleasurable as people said it was.
And then I felt Angelus' cock, pressing against my dripping opening, and I gasped at the sensations. When I couldn't see him, I simply had to feel him. Thus, increasing the pleasure ten-fold. He took his sweet time, pressing in to my tight channel until he was seated to the hilt. I had to let out a surprised shriek at just how good this felt. I never knew...
I knew that Angelus had never penetrated me this deep before, and the new angle in which he was resting inside of me, was one that to my knowledge-had never been fully stimulated in orgasm.
He pulled out of me slowly, and I felt the absence of what I needed. He was lingering...Teasing. And then he was back inside of me with one, powerful thrust that left me breathless as my eyes shot open and my mouth dropped into a silent scream. Angelus chuckled, and whispered, "does that feel good to you, baby? To have me pressing into you from behind...Like an animal," with those words, he delivered another bite to the back of my shoulder.
If you'd asked me two weeks ago, I can damn-well guarantee that I would have said that nothing about this current act would turn me on...But that was two weeks ago. This is two weeks later. All of my thoughts and pondering were disintegrated as Angelus rammed himself back inside of me, his cock rubbing against the slick walls of my womanhood; causing sensations that drove me absolutely insane for him. If I wasn't careful, I might be labelled a sex feign...Or perhaps I already have been. It doesn't really matter, really. As long as the sex is with Angelus.
**You've got lock and key, every part of me,
Know what makes me tick.
I love it when you lick. Lick.**
I screamed as Angelus pushed in once more, increasing his hold on my hips and pulling me backwards into every push. A few more times, and I suddenly understood the need for pushing back. I wanted him deeper-as deep as he could go. So when he pushed forward, I pressed my hips and my ass backwards, causing him to growl out his appreciation.
We soon found a rhythm of our own, that seemed to satisfy what we were both craving from one another. The words from the song that was still playing, though it really should have been over ages ago, were driving me on in the most carnal way. I couldn't breathe with all of the simulation flowing through my veins. Visually, I was getting nothing. But emotionally, physically, and mentally; I was being drowned. Totally drowned as wave after wave of pleasure crashed over my head and through my entire being like hot fire.
Angelus began speaking to me in that sexy hoarse voice, driving me even closer to climax. "You're so hot, lover. And so wet. Your pussy is wet, just for me. No one else but me. You're so wet that I can't stay inside of you lover. You're so tight and so wet, that you're pushing me out. You can't find a grip on me, baby. You're so damn tight and wet. Do you want to cum, baby?"
"Yes," I whispered finally, clenching my eyes shut and chewing on my lower lip as the sensations were proving to be too much.
"Louder, love. Say it so loud that the walls burst," he commanded in a darker tone. "Call my name. I want to hear you cry it out at the top of your lungs as you explode around me."
"Yes, Angelus!" I screamed out as my orgasm hit, exploding in every nerve ending in my entire body; coursing through me like nothing I'd ever experienced before. It was like an injection of pleasure and ecstasy. As I orgasmed, Angelus growled and flipped me onto my back all-of-a-sudden. He slid my knees up to my shoulders, and began pounding into me this way, his own orgasm finally arriving.
"Look at me," he whispered.
I opened my eyes and looked up at him. At that moment, he exploded. I went with him once more, the feeling of his seed pumping into me being too much to stay calm with. I screamed his name again, and finally found the strength in my arms to pull his head down to my neck.
"Bite me!" I shrieked, knowing that his deepest kiss-his bite-was the key to making things that much better.
He wasted no time at all in sinking his fangs into my neck, sipping me strong as his orgasm continued to pump through him. I heard him growl a few times as my body finally began to calm, and he stopped pumping into me. My legs slid down from their place at my shoulders, and I smiled to myself-even as he continued to drink.
I knew this time, I was done for. Angelus was taking more than he'd ever taken before. Despite how terrifying that should have been to me...I was calm. I was relaxed. I was accepting of my new place at his side.
I wanted his eternity...So I would give him my life.
**I lose all control, when you grab a hold,
and you do your trick.
I love it when you lick. Lick**
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