After telling me where we were, and having a brief nap, I found myself compelled to go outside and look towards the land. I wanted to watch the approaching world; See it from afar, before seeing it up-close.
I went out onto the deck, stretching my arms over my head and smiling to myself. I walked to the railing, where there was a little sunlight, and lifted my face to the sky, basking in the warm glow that lit up my skin and set my nerves on fire. This was definitely a holiday that I never wanted to end. I was having the time of my life, and everything was as it should be.
"Excuse me?" came a voice. I turned with a surprised shriek. This was a private deck! How did someone get up here? "Sorry," the young man apologized, "I didn�t know anyone was up here. The captain said that this deck was never used, so I could come up here to relax for a minute or so."
"Oh, no, I'm sorry for screaming like that," I felt embarrassed about my skittish behaviour. Being alone with Angelus so much had made me appreciate the silence and solitude, and I was a little surprised to hear something other than Angelus' voice...Especially on our decks.
"Our you staying in these suites?" the young man asked.
"Yes," I smiled. "I'm Buffy Summers," I held out my hand politely.
He accepted it and shook with a friendly grip. Grinning a little awkwardly, he stuttered, "my name's R-Riley. Riley Finn."
"Nice to meet you," I smiled, trying to make him a little less afraid.
**
I found myself compelled to watch Buffy in the sunlight, so I went to the window of the cabin, and pulled back the shades very slowly. The scene that met my eyes was enough to make me growl out loud.
Buffy shook hands with a boy, and he smiled at her like he was immediately smitten. That dirty basterd was trying to make a play for my mate! Buffy was being polite, but I knew she wouldn't lead him on. I had to wonder why he was even on our decks. I'd have the complete right, as far as the crewmen were concerned, to rip his head from his neck and toss it overboard. I could already hear them calling, "Head overboard!"
**
"What are you doing on this cruise ship, Riley Finn?" I asked casually, interested in having someone my age to talk to for a change. I enjoyed just being able to "shoot the shit" as some would say. Or in laments terms...'Chat with'.
"I'm going to Ireland to learn to be a fisherman. I want to have my own boat one day, with an entire fleet under my control," he smiled in that same goofy manner that reminded me of a little hound dog puppy. So eager to please.
"That's ambitious of you," I noted.
"Where would you be headed?" As he spoke, he leaned in a little closer and gave me what I could only guess was his best impression of a sexy smirk. It just didn't suit him, and I was immediately compelled to pull away. However, he didn't seem to notice as he leaned even closer.
That was his mistake.
**
The boy leaned in to Buffy, and I lost my mind. He was making a play for her, right before my very eyes! He didn't have the right to so much as know she existed to this side of the earth!-Let alone make a flimsy pass at her like she was some cheap slut in a bar.
It was my luck that they had moved in to the shade. I shot out the open doors, my eyes flashing an evil golden colour as I practically flew across the deck. Grabbing the boy by the neck, I hoisted him up against the wall. "What the Hell do you think you're doing here, boy?"
"I believe I was talking to the lady," he spat back, showing me his thorns...Or the ones he thought he had.
"I believe I don't give a fuck," I said, lifting him higher and gradually cutting off his blood and air circulation.
Buffy, had finally found her self, and she ran over to where we were. "Angelus, we were just talking!" she protested, beating on my back frantically. "He wasn't doing anything! We were just talking!"
"Since when does talking involve grinding, Buffy?" I growled back at her. I turned my attention back to the boy. "Now due to my respect for my mate, I won't kill you in front of her. But you will leave these decks, and never set your sights on my woman ever again. Or else my respect my wither for the moment, and you may find yourself six feet under in a wooden box," spitting out the last words in a menacing growl, I tossed the boy across the deck, into the sunlight to further hold myself from going over and beating him senseless.
The boy raced away in a stumbled daze, leaving me to hear a broken sob escape Buffy's mouth. I turned to look at her, and wanted to kill the boy even more. He had made her mad at me! What the Hell did he do to deserve living? Perhaps I should hunt him down tonight when Buffy's asleep.
"You can't just do that!" her voice was broken and choked. "You can't just treat people like you're slaves." The tears came to her eyes, and she turned and went into the bedroom once again.
I followed her in, losing my patience for the anger that boy had sent into my mate. "Buffy, he was making a pass at you. That's something I won't stand for. You need to know it now, so that you'll make every attempt to discourage it in the future." Chasing her into the bathroom, I continued, "And if you ever have problems like that again, you are to come and find me right away and I will quickly castrate the male who dared to lay a hand on you."
She turned to look at me, the tears running down her cheeks. "You don't own me! I'm with you, and I'm yours-but you don't own me! I can talk to people, can't I? Can't I make conversations with others?!"
"Not like that," I had to restrain a growl.
"He wasn't doing anything. I could have handled it. I was handling it!"
"No!" I roared. "You were being handled!" I backed her as far as she could go, so she was in the corner, and slammed my hands to the wall on either side of her head. "You are mine, Buffy. In every sense of the word-you belong to me. You're never going to forget it. You're never going to change it. I own you. Just like you own me. And that next man that so much as notices you exist, will receive the ugliest death I can think of-to prove my point."
My eyes flashed to gold, and I continued to drive my point across. "Buffy, I'm never losing you!" At that moment, something inside of me snapped. Something inside of me broke, and I wanted to fall over and thank the Gods that she hadn't been harmed by the boy. "You're mine," I whispered, and then froze.
I dropped to my knees, and found I couldn't keep the tears of blood from rolling down my cheeks. I wrapped my arms around Buffy's slender waist, and buried my face in her stomach. Crying out my emotions, I held onto her.
She shook with her own tears as well, feeling exactly as I felt. She linked her fingers through my hair, and sobbed openly.
**
The emotions flowing from Angelus were infecting me, making me feel so possessive-so enraged at the idea of ever being separated from him. How could he think I would ever want anyone else? And now, the way he was reacting...It was all too much for me, and I couldn't keep from crying harder than I'd ever cried.
I fell to my knees as well, being pulled into Angelus' arms immediately. He held me tightly, rocking back and forth as he tried to soothe my pain away. Stroking his hands down my back, he began to chant in a mindless voice, "I love you. I love you. I love you. I love you."
I was scared at the intensity of these emotions, and the ways in which he was displaying his affection. Dangerous Love, had never seemed a more suiting title for a situation than it did for this one. This was extremely dangerous. I was in way over my head, with an insane vampire lover in tow...This could get interesting...
Deadly interesting.
**
I carried Buffy to the parlour of our suite about ten minutes later. I lit a fire and went back to sit with Buffy. She was cuddled up on the couch, looking as adorable as ever. So sensual. I needed her with every fibre of my being.
�I don�t know what to say to you,� she looked down at her hands. �I�I can�t get over what you keep telling me, and yet�It makes perfect sense, because�� she looked into my eyes with tears on her eyes, and an angry look on her face. �Because if you ever screwed around on me, I�d kill you. I�m serious, Angel. I�d find the first human man, and I�d marry him. I swear to God, I would.�
I growled as jealousy rippled through my veins at the very thought. She�d never be with anyone else. Of that, I was sure. �Buffy, if I can�t have you�No one will. I�d destroy the world before you so much as speak to another man. I swear I will.�
I looked into Buffy�s eyes, and the intense emotions displayed in those green depths, was all it took for me. I couldn�t hold back from her any longer. I had to have her now...Right now.
Leaning forward, I grabbed her lips in an abandoning kiss that left us both breathless. Breaking the kiss when I felt she needed air, I moved down her neck. I could smell her arousal already, and it was driving me insane. I hadn�t yet tasted her, and it was the one thing I was dying to do, because I knew she�d taste as sweet as sunshine, and as spicy as pepper.
She allowed me to pull her into my arms, and lay her down on the floor, near the fireplace. The light of the fire was dancing off her skin in the most inviting way. It made me realize that�s what I wanted to do. Dance with her skin.
Kissing down her chest, I pulled her top up over her head, and watched her breasts move beneath her blue bra when she breathed in a deep breath. I smiled, leaning forward and kissing along the line of her bra, making her squirm in anticipation.
Then I began kissing down her stomach.
I took my time getting down to her hips; licking and kissing every delectable inch of her skin. I had to take time to worship the most adorable belly button I�d ever seen. She giggled as I dipped in for a taste, and began to squirm even more. My fingers, unnoticed by Buffy, slid under the hem of her jogging pants, and I began to pull them down-along with her thong panties.
Ridding her over the clothing, I looked her over once. She realized then that she was naked beneath me, and a ripe flush overcame her skin. Before she could think too much and get nervous, I slid between her thighs, and took my first taste of her.
She jumped, shrieking slightly at the feeling of my tongue against her hot center. She tried to move away, suddenly shy and embarrassed, but I held her hips down. She groaned, banging her hands on the floor, and I smiled as I took another taste of her. Screaming again, she tried to maneuver her hips away from me. But I wanted to taste her.
I wanted all of her.
Holding her still, I began licking around her perfect clit, tasting her arousal as sweet as an aphrodisiac could be. It was then that she gave up her fights, and instead of trying to get away, she tried to lift her hips closer to my face.
I smiled, and began licking over and around her clit in a slow, enticing rhythm that soon had her urging me on with her hips, with every stroke of my tongue. �Oh God! Angelus!� she gasped as pleasure shot through her.
I knew it wouldn�t be long before she orgasmed, and I slid a finger inside of her to test her readiness. She was so tight, so wet. All I wanted, was to be insane her when she came. Just by watching her, I was already teetering on the edge of ecstasy. She was walking the edge of the orgasm cliff with me, and I wanted to dive off with her.
Sliding my finger out, I continued to lick and suck as my fingers slid down to the zipper of my own pants. Freeing my strained erection, I moaned against her clit, the sensations causing her to scream as she tried to move the pressure of my tongue directly to her nubbin so that she could come.
�Angelus...� her breathy voice came. The next word was my undoing, �please.�
Hearing her beg me in that seductive tongue, I slid up her body and rammed into her. She screamed, coming around me instantly, and I swallowed her cries with my lips; plunging my tongue into her ruthlessly in much the same way as our lower bodies were connecting.
As she hit her second orgasm, I joined her in ecstasy, gasping her name against her lips. She clung to me, lifting her legs to wrap around my waist and hold me in as far as I could go as my seed spilled deep inside of her.
Sighing as the last waves of pleasure left us, she shut her eyes in contentment. I buried my head in her shoulder, breathing in the scent of her, and feeling her skin covered with the damp starts of beaded perspiration. �I can�t ever let you go,� I whispered into her neck, licking her skin to taste the salt of her neck.
Rolling so that I was on my side, I pulled her into my arms and with a free hand I grabbed a blanket from the couch that she insisted on always having out when she came over. She had said that though guys didn�t like to cuddle with blankets, girls did. I was glad now that she had it out, because I wanted to wrap her up in something warm and soft.
Holding her close to me, I shut my eyes and sighed. She cuddled her head into my chest and smiled as she heard my heart beating. I had to kiss her again. Just once more and then I�d be satisfied...for the moment, at least. �Baby?� I quested, making her open her eyes. �Can I kiss you, lover?�
She smiled, nodding her head softly against my skin. She lifted her face to smile at me, and she kissed me gently. I held her face still with my fingers on her chin, taking the time to explore her mouth, and further her experience into making love by allowing her to taste herself on me.
It made me hard again almost instantly when she curiously tasted the insides of my mouth, and the side of my tongue. She was tasting herself in my mouth, and it wasn�t making her repulsed. Furthermore, she felt that I was growing hard again, and she was excited by it!
Sliding her hot little hand down my sides, she grabbed hold of the noticeably hard desire I had for her. She smiled as we continued to kiss, and stroked over it once. My eyes burst open at the sensations, but I didn�t break the kiss. I needed the kiss too much. I needed to taste her in every way possible. Breathe her. Feel her. Know she was real.
Stroking up, she smoothed her thumb over the tip of me, and back down again. I found I couldn�t keep from lifting my hips to her when she did it again. My eyes shot open as she broke the kiss, and I stared into her eyes. She was smiling as she stroked me gently, probably loving the feel of power that came with being the on in control of the sex.
Leaning closer, she whispered in my ear, �do you want to cum, baby?�
I did. Oh yes, I did. But I couldn�t really believe what I was hearing from my innocent little girl. I must be dreaming.
She licked over my earlobe and continued in that low voice, �do you? Do you want to come in my hand? Or do you want me to take you inside of me? Or maybe I should use my mouth...And my tongue,� she licked my earlobe, making me almost orgasm on the spot. This wasn�t right. I�d never been so easily aroused by someone before. It wasn�t fair that she could do this to me...But then again, I wasn�t going to complain about it. �Tell me what you want, lover...Or I�ll have to go with what I want,� she smiled in the most sensual way, and when I couldn�t form words, she said, �my choice then, lover.�
I expect her to slid me into her, and I wanted to shout with anticipation. But my little darling had other learning experiences in mind, and she instead slid down my body, pulling my pants down as she went, and taking hold of me in her mouth.
�Jesus!� I shouted when she sucked me into her throat. She was taking me so far, and I could only wonder where she learned how to do that. When her gag reflex kicked in, she swallowed more down instead of withdrawing her lips. She knew how to give head, baby. She knew how to give head really well.
As she continued to suck me off, I felt her arousal against my leg. She was dripping wet, and I couldn�t help lifting my legs to rub against her. She smiled, loving it too. The more I pressed against her with my leg, the more voracious she was on my cock.
She moaned, the vibrations making me quiver. �Oh God,� I whispered, not able to keep from driving up into her mouth. She didn�t reject it, but she encouraged it. But she wouldn�t let me hold her head still. Every time I tried, she slapped my hands away; letting me know that she was the one with the control right now.
I felt myself teetering on the edge once again when she orgasmed against my leg, grinding against me and filling the air with her scent. �Baby, you have to stop,� I whispered, not wanting to come in her mouth unless she was ready. �I�m going to cum, baby. You have to stop.�
She smiled, continuing to stroke me with her hand. She looked right into my eyes and said, �I want to taste you.�
That was all it took to make me cum. I shouted her name, tossing my head back so hard that I almost blacked out when I wacked it against the floorboards. She swallowed me down, taking all I had. Drinking me. Milking me. She continued to stroke me until she was sure that she had every last bit that she could get.
Licking me clean, she smiled. Sliding up my body she looked down at me and whispered, �now kiss me, lover.�
I grabbed her lips with my own, tasting myself in her heated mouth, and loving it. I couldn�t hold back from slipping a finger up into her tight depths. She was so close to orgasm once again, and as I slid two more fingers inside of her, I felt her start to cum. Pumping out of her, I kissed her mercilessly, tasting everything that she had.
I flipped us so that she was beneath me, and as she orgasmed around my fingers-her inner walls clenching me-I released her lips so she could scream my name in that breathy, seductive, sensual voice that I knew I�d never get enough of.
Coming down from her orgasm, she looked into my eyes and smiled sexily. It was then that I couldn�t keep from asking, �how�d you learn to do that, lover?�
She laughed softly, and kissed my cheek. �People talk. I learn.� Sensing my fears that she�d done it before, she rushed to reassure me, �don�t worry. You�ve been my first for everything so far. I�m sure you�ll be my last, too.�
I couldn�t help grinning then when I asked, �can I be your first for anything?�
She grinned back and said, �of course. There are a few places you haven�t...come...yet.� That was all it took to make me hard again. I thrust inside of her, and she laughed outwardly at this sex festival we were having. This was how I wanted to end every day with her...
Forever.