"An Immortal Love "
Author: Pamela
Contact: destructo-girl@cox.net
It took them about three times longer than usual, but Buffy and Angel finally got dressed and went out for a day of sight-seeing.
They walked a few blocks and got on one of the cities famed cable cars, in which Angel took a seat on the bench in the middle and Buffy grabbed a pole and hung off the edge.
"Buffy, don't you think it would be better if you sat down?" Angel asked, nervously. "Safer?"
Buffy laughed. "Angel, I can't believe you of all people are wimping out."
Angel frowned. "I'm not wimping out. I'm taking mortality seriously."
Angel looked up at her when he received no response. She seemed lost in thought.
Soon, the cable car lurched to a stop and the lovers got off. They were heading towards Fisherman's Wharf, a big tourist attraction. There were hundreds of shops, and it was located on a marina with vendors selling fresh whole crabs and clam chowder. The air was rich, and the smells intoxicating. There was a strong scent of fish, mixed with the vehicles that were all over the place.
They walked hand in hand in silence for a while, just absorbing all that was around them. They found themselves standing on a crowded pier, watching seals laying on rocks, baking in the sun. Angel found a spot towards the end of the pier with no people, and led Buffy to it.
They leaned against the railing, side by side. Angel closed his eyes and let the cool, salty, breeze brush across his face. The sun's warmth felt so incredible after such a long time.
"Angel?"
He opened his eyes, when he heard Buffy call him softly. She was looking up at him with her big green eyes- yet another thing he loved about her. Her eyes were that hazel color that seemed to change depending on what she was wearing.
"It was just...I've been wondering...you obviously are human, but you seem just as strong as when you were a vampire."
When he thought about it, she was right. He really hadn't noticed it because he had his supernatural strength for so long.
"Not that I mind your...stamina," Buffy giggled, blushing, "I just thought it was strange."
Angel shrugged, "Well, my whole purpose in life is you Buffy. Maybe I kept my strength so that I could help you with the slaying."
He stood behind her and wrapped his arm around her waist. Leaning his head down he gave her butterfly kisses from her shoulder blade, up her neck, and ending at her ear, which he began giving soft nips.
She moaned and began rubbing her bottom against him. It was going to end up being very painful for him if she didn't stop soon, so he whispered in her ear an offer he knew she wouldn't be able to refuse.
"Remember I told you about Pier 39, that place with all those nice shops?"
She stopped and turned around, keeping his arms around her, and placing her arms around his waist.
Smiling up at him, she said "You're evil, you know that?"
"Me? I'm evil?" he asked, incredulously.
She nodded her head slowly, then stood tip-toed and kissed him softly on the lips. Every time he leaned towards her to deepen the kiss, she pulled back, teasing him. Finally, she gave in and let his tongue explore her mouth, as hers explored his.
Their embrace was interrupted, however, by the sound of giggling and someone saying "How cute!" behind them. They broke apart and found two old ladies behind them with grins on their faces.
One of the ladies put her hand on her chest and said, "Excuse me! It's just you two are so adorable!"
The other lady beside her nodded with a smile on her face.
The other lady said, "You remind me of me and my John. That was so many years ago!"
Buffy smiled at the woman, she liked that idea. Growing old with Angel.
"Are you two on vacation?" the first woman asked.
They both nodded and Buffy said "Yes, we're from Southern California."
The women talked with Buffy mostly for a few moments. Asking what part of Southern California they were from, telling them places they should visit in the city, and what they were planning on doing- Angel breathed a sigh of relief when Buffy gave them the g-rated version.
The next thing he knew, Buffy was handing one of the women a camera and snuggling up to his side, her arms around his waist.
She smiled up and said "Smile Honey, they're going to take our picture."
He looked down at her, "I don't smile Buffy."
She rolled her eyes, "What? It ruins your cool exterior?"
He sighed, "Something like that."
The two women began to giggling again over their bickering.
Buffy whispered in his ear "If you want to use the rest of that box of condoms I'd suggest you smile."
He opened his mouth to ask her a question and she moved back to his ear and said "And I don't mean that we will be having unprotected sex, I mean you will be getting lots of sleep."
Angel resigned, wrapped his arms around Buffy and smiled like his life depended it on- which it may very well have.
The lady took the picture and handed it back to Buffy, patting her cheek affectionately. She looked at Angel and reminded him to take care of the young lady.
Angel nodded and informed her, "That's not a problem. At least when she lets me."
Buffy playfully socked him in the arm as the ladies laughed. She thanked them and they walked away.
"Uh, sweetheart, why were you talking to two old ladies that you don't know."
Buffy looked up at him and shrugged. "I guess they reminded me of my grandmother. I adore her, but she lives in New York, so I barely ever get to see her."
Angel entwined his fingers with hers and smiled. "Didn't I say something about shopping?"
Buffy nodded, "You bet! I never forget anything that involves shopping!"
The couple then slowly made their way through the crowds to Pier 31. When they got there they found it looked like anything but a pier. It was exceptionally wide and lined on both sides with stores, two stories of them. They walked through, stopping at the stores that caught their- or more accurately, Buffy's eye. Angel wasn't much of a shopper.
At the Disney Store, Buffy found a pair of Mickey Mouse ears, and decided that Angel absolutely had to have them. When he refused to put them on, she chased him around the store giggling. He found he was getting caught up in her immature actions. It was nice to act like a kid for a while.
After being asked to leave the store, they wandered around the pier. Buffy saw a beautiful merry go round and looked at Angel with her best pouty look.
"No way!" Angel said, crossing his arms. "No way! I smile like a....like a...like Xander taking pictures! I let you chase me around a store with a headband with two black disks on it until we get kicked out. I am NOT getting on that thing."
She gave him an even sadder look.
He looked away. "No Buffy. And don't give me that no sex crap. It can work both ways. I'll be glad to sit here while you go on it yourself. I'll even take your picture."
Buffy smiled at him. "You're even cuter when you absolutely refuse!"
Angel gave her an evil smile, "I guess I should do it more often."
Buffy shook her head playfully. "No! Not unless you tell me no when I want to do something I hate, like homework, or sleeping by myself!"
"Buffy, are you hungry? I am."
She nodded, and they walked over to a directory map.
Buffy gasped suddenly. "Bubba Gump Shrimp Company! We HAVE to go there Angel!"
"Shrimp? You want shrimp?"
Buffy wrinkled her nose. "No, hopefully they have other stuff."
Angel shook his head, "I don't get it."
Buffy sighed, "Okay, "Forrest Gump" is a movie, and..."
"Oh well, I've heard of that."
"I guess you didn't see it though, huh?"
Angel shook his head. "No, why?"
"Because the guy, Forrest had this company called Bubba Gump Shrimp Company, so this sounds like a super cute restaurant. Wanna go?"
Angel shrugged, "Sure, why not."
Buffy was thrilled to see the restaurant was filled with memorabilia from the film, and one of the restaurants special themes was if you could get all the answers right on a quiz, you would get a prize. This kept Buffy occupied as Angel sat across from her, deciding what he would order and then looking at the ocean outside the window.
"Buffy, are you going to look at the menu?"
"Hang on, I'm almost done." She said, intense concentration.
"Just decide really fast, I'm hungry." He told her.
She sighed, picked up the menu and looked at it for about 30 seconds, then closed it. She looked up at him, smiled, and said "Done."
He chuckled as she picked her pen up and began working at her quiz again. He found it really cute how she bit her bottom lip when she concentrated.
Soon after, the waiter arrived at their table. Since Buffy pretty much refused to acknowledge that anything besides the quiz existed, Angel went ahead and ordered. When he was done, he gently tapped her arm and said, "Buffy, go ahead and order."
She looked up triumphantly, "Done!"
The waiter picked up the quiz and read over it. "Ooh, a hundred percent! Good job."
Buffy grinned up at him. "Thanks!"
The waiter walked away and came back with a little bag that had the restaurant logo on it and handed it to Buffy. It had a pin and a pencil and a few other things inside. Then the waiter, whose name turned out to be P.J., proceeded to flirt with Buffy, which Angel found he really didn't appreciate.
"Ahem, Buffy, weren't you going to order?" He suggested.
Buffy smiled at him. "That's right, you're starving, I'm sorry."
She quickly ordered her chicken sandwich and P.J. soon left them alone, thus pleasing Angel.
"Are you okay?" Buffy asked him, concerned.
Angel nodded, "I'm just hungry. Sorry, I get irritable when I'm hungry."
Buffy wrapped her hand around his on top of the table. "That's okay. Just one of the things I get to learn about you."
Out of the corner of his eye, he saw P.J. approaching their table with their drinks, so Angel pulled her hand up to his mouth and softly kissed it. P.J. seemed to get the message, although Angel was pretty sure he caught him taking a glance down Buffy's sleeveless pale green blouse. He also noticed Buffy's cleavage was accentuated by the way she had her arms crossed in front of her, rubbing her arms.
"Are you cold baby?" Angel asked, honestly concerned, although the "baby" part was added for P.J.'s benefit.
She smiled "Kinda."
He returned the smile and handed her his jacket as P.J. walked away.
Buffy put it on and smiled. She knew that it bugged Angel the way what's-his-name the waiter flirted with her. She liked getting under his skin. Plus, she liked how he noticed without being told that she was freezing.
As if it suddenly appeared, she noticed their magnificent view out the window. She could see boats cruising by and far away, she could swear she saw whales.
"So, do you want to go to Alcatraz?" Angel asked her.
"Sure, but it's supposed to be really cold, and I am not dressed for it." Buffy smiled.
Angel nodded, as much as he enjoyed the sight of her in the blouse, with her toned arms, and her black skirt, with her slim legs. Although, Buffy could stand to gain a few pounds, and she was a lot paler than usual. However, the change in her now from just two days earlier was remarkable.
So they agreed that the next day, with Buffy wearing long pants and a jacket, they would visit the island that used to house so many dangerous criminals. Soon after, their food arrived and Angel prodded Buffy into eating everything on her plate, and offering her half of his as well.
"I thought you were starving?" she asked, giving him a strange look.
"I was, but, well....my eyes were too big for my stomach?"
She gave him an incredulous look.
He sighed, "Well, I'm worried about you Buffy. You're too thin."
She leaned forward looking him over, as though there were something wrong with him.
"What?" he asked.
"Well, I was just wondering what my mother did to you. Somehow I almost feel as though I'm with her."
He took her hand in his once again and looked into her eyes deeply, "I'm sorry Buffy, but I love you. And your health and well being is of utmost importance to me."
She smiled and he knew he had her. Soon after, they paid their bill, and ventured back out onto the pier.
Angel found Buffy leading him into an arcade. Oh great, she was going to make him play one of those games now. He felt a headache coming on. So he was surprised when she led him into one of those little photo booths.
"You want to take more pictures."
She shrugged, "If you want. Not really what I had in mind, but I'll do just about anything you tell me."
Angel rolled his eyes. He wished that was true.
She pushed him down on a little bench inside, shut the curtain, and straddled him.
"Buffy, wha...what are you doing?"
She silenced him with a passionate kiss. "I need you. Now!"
Buffy didn't know what had come over her lately. She had gone without him for months, but now she just couldn't get enough. She rubbed the bulge between his legs, through his pants.
He groaned involuntarily and said "In here?"
She smiled, "Why not?"
He found speaking difficult, thanks to her ministrations. "Because...ther..there are people out...outside. They could...catch us at...oh...anytime."
"That's the fun part!"
Soon she unzipped his pants and pulled his erection from his boxers. She pulled another one of the condoms out of her purse. Angel was surprised to see how well prepared she was. Soon she had the condom on him and was sliding him inside her.
"Oh.. Oh!" She moaned, "Feels so good!"
She rocked back and forth on him, driving him to ecstasy. He couldn't take it much longer. She was relentless. He placed his finger on her clitoris, sending her over the edge, but she did remember that she had to be quiet. She pushed her face up to his shoulder and released her cries so that they were muffled. Angel soon followed her.
They sat in the booth for a few moments, calming down.
Buffy giggled and said, "Think we should take some pictures, so we aren't totally obvious?"
"Oh why not?" smiled Angel.
Buffy stood up, slid her panties back in place, and pulled her skirt down. Angel tucked himself in and zipped up his pants as she deposited the money. She sat back down on his lap, this time sideways, wrapping her arms around him and grinning as the first flash went off. For the second shot, she and Angel looked intensely into each others eyes. The third and fourth shots were of them kissing. The former, a light kiss, and the latter a product of when the kiss intensified.
Buffy made a feeble attempt and fixing her hair, and making sure she didn't have lipstick all over her face, and they sheepishly walked out of the booth, half expecting everyone in the place to be standing there staring at them. They were pleasantly surprised that nobody seemed to notice them. Angel did notice a man about 30 years old winking at him and leering at Buffy, who was too preoccupied with the pictures to notice.
Angel wrapped his arm around her and they walked out of the arcade, ever the happy couple. They walked back to the hotel, where Angel promptly conked out, leaving a very bored Buffy. Luckily, the TV in the in the main room of the suite provided plenty of channels to occupy her time.
She flipped through the channels for a few minutes. They showed middle aged women taking out their aggressions on cardboard boxes on Oprah. Buffy watched as this man taught them how to release it all.
"Actually, kicking some vampire's ass is really therapeutic for me." Buffy said aloud to herself. "I could train them and then they could give me a hand, instead of hitting the poor boxes. What did they ever do?"
Soon after, Buffy sighed and turned the TV off. She walked out onto the balcony and noticed the big, sparkling blue pool and decided she would at least go sunbathe. She crept into the bedroom and grabbed her new bikini. She loved it. It was black and pretty skimpy. It had taken some begging on her part, but Angel had given in. Probably mostly because he figured he would be with her when she wore it. She rolled her eyes, she could take care of herself.
She went into the bathroom and changed. There was also a cute little short robe for when they went to the pool hanging in there, so she put it on and grabbed a towel. She did remember to leave Angel a note, in case she wasn't there whenever he woke up.
She made her way to the pool, and was happy to find she would have it all to herself. Dipping a toe in, she found out it was heated. She pulled her robe off and tossed it in a chair with her towel. Then she did an elegant dive into the soothing waters.
She just swam around for a while, remembering how much she loved to swim when she was a kid. She came up to the surface of the water, and was startled when she saw a figure on the patio all of sudden.
"Oh, Miss, I'm sorry. I didn't mean to frighten you." said the young man with a French accent.
Buffy smiled, "That's okay. Not your fault."
The boy was good looking, with light brown hair that was a little too long, and deep blue eyes. It turned out his name was Michael. Soon, he was also in the pool, telling Buffy what France was like, and why he was in San Francisco.
When Angel awoke, he found he'd been asleep for close to two hours. It was almost six. And it was also very quiet. He got up and wandered around the suite looking for her. He found a little note on the coffee table in the main room that said she was by the pool.
Angel went out on the balcony to see if he could get a view of the pool. And he could. It was pretty high up, but he saw a blond female in the pool, with a brunette male swimming in circles around her. Like a shark. With his Buffy. He was out the door in two seconds flat.
He exited the elevator and rushed down the halls toward the pool. There was a large picture window in the hall by the pool entrance. He could see the two people in the pool still, now they were embracing and....kissing.
Angel's blood ran cold. How could Buffy do that? Then he realized she couldn't. Buffy wasn't like that. She loved him. Even if she didn't, she wouldn't cheat on him like this. He also noticed the woman's hair was shorter than Buffy's. She also had a one piece swimsuit on, and he distinctly remembered Buffy's skimpy little number.
"Angel?" he heard a soft voice call.
He turned and found his lover behind him, drinking a frozen lemonade, her hair half dry. He had run down here after a stranger.
As he embraced her in his arms he chuckled, realizing how crazy she could drive him, without meaning to at all.
"What?" Buffy asked him, suspicious.
"Nothing. Just happy to see you."
Buffy smiled as he put his arm around her shoulders and walked her back the room. She showered, alone for once, and sat on the edge of the bed in her robe, with Angel sitting behind her brushing her hair.
Angel asked where she wanted to go for dinner.
Buffy sighed, "I don't care. I'm hungry, though, so decide fast."
Angel leaned forward and pulled her hair over one shoulder and began kissing her bare neck.
Buffy groaned and said, "Or we could just do the room service thing."
Angel smiled, "Sounds good to me."
Buffy purred and leaned back into his chest. Angel snaked a hand in her robe and began caressing her breast.
"How hungry are you?"
Buffy gave him a wicked smile and answered, "Ravenous! Oh wait, did you mean for food? It can wait!"
He laughed and rubbed her nipple between two fingers, loving the sound of Buffy's moaning and begging. Sliding out from under her, he pulled her up so that her head rested on the pillows.
He blanketed her slight body with his own and claimed her mouth as his own in a feverish kiss. She quickly began unbuttoning his shirt, and he helped her pull it off. He broke their kiss and got up on his knees and unbuckled his pants. Her hands joined his as he pulled down the zipper. Angel pulled off his pants, boxers, and socks in one swift motion.
"Angel," Buffy whispered, in a passion filled voice, "don't forget the condom."
Angel reached over and grabbed another, noticing the pile getting smaller and smaller. They would have to be visiting the convenience store soon.
Buffy's hand encircling his rock hard penis brought him back to the present. He tried to mimic Buffy's previous actions, ripping the package open, and rolling the latex, sheathing himself.
Buffy wrapped her legs around his hips, as he entered her. Nothing made her feel so glorious, so complete as having him inside her.
He moved slowly at first, but Buffy's prodding got him moving faster, until he was slamming into her. She met him, thrust for thrust.
He held himself up primarily by his arms, which were placed to the sides of Buffy's hips. He looked down at her beautiful form beneath him. Her body was slick with sweat, a few strands of hair were matted to her forehead.
He reached down and lightly brushed her lips with his own, then his tongue darted out and kissed her bottom lip. She opened her mouth and their tongues entwined in a carnal kiss.
Her arms gripped his shoulders and, when she came, she dug her nails into his skin. The pleasure of that pain, and the feel of her spasming around him was enough to trigger his own orgasm.
He collapsed on top of her, their sweaty bodies sticking together.
Still panting, Buffy laughed and said, "That was good!"
Angel feigned an offended look and said, "Only good? I was thinking more along the lines of great."
Buffy pretended to contemplate for a moment, then nodded. "Yeah, great fits better. Sorry, you just leave me so lacking a vocabulary."
Angel laughed and moved on his side next to her, placing his hand over her stomach, where he felt a little rumble. "What was that?"
Buffy giggled, "I told you, I'm starving!"
Sitting up, she grabbed the phone and said "Where's the menu?"
Angel handed it to her and watched her read through it. She was so beautiful. He knew that this was one of those moments to savor, that he could look back at for the rest of his life with fond memories.
The next day, they got in the mustang and drove down to the pier to catch the ferry to Alcatraz. Angel looked in the passenger seat and saw Buffy in a pair of khakis, sneakers, and a sweatshirt. She was still the sexiest, most beautiful woman he had ever seen.
On the boat ride over, they huddled together, laughing and teasing each other. Once they arrived at the prison, they found they hadn't been misinformed. It was windy and very cold. Buffy was glad she hadn't opted for her usual minimal attire.
After a few hours of wandering around the premises, the couple boarded a boat back to the mainland. They were standing on the top deck of the boat staring at the passing ocean when Buffy had an idea.
"Angel, have you ever done it on a boat?"
He laughed, "Buffy, don't you ever get tired?"
She shook her head smiling, "Nope. I'm the Slayer. I have tons of energy to burn!"
"There isn't anywhere private enough to do anything without getting arrested!"
She grabbed his hand and pulled him away from the rail. "Let me worry about that."
She led him to the bathrooms and started opening the door to the women's, turned and said "Let me make sure that there's nobody in here."
Angel shook his head. "No way am I going into a women's bathroom!"
Buffy sighed, "Fine, check the men's."
Angel did as he was told, and was pleased to see it was deserted. The couple snuck into one of the stalls, and Buffy immediately began gyrating her body against his. She unzipped his pants and slid her hand into his boxers, encircling him. She ran her hand over his erection.
Breathlessly, she told him "I want you Angel. I want you inside me!"
She kicked off her shoes, and the two of them pulled her pants and panties off. Angel lifted her up and she wrapped her legs around his waist, sliding her down on his erection. Buffy wrapped her arms around Angel's neck as he placed his hands on her hips and slammed her up and down.
As their moans of pleasure got louder, Angel silently prayed that the bathroom would stay deserted except for the two of them. This was illegal and he really didn't want to explain why he was having sex with a seventeen year old in a public restroom.
He knew that she was close, and he wouldn't last much longer. He felt her arms tightened their hold on him, and her vaginal passage spasming around him. He knew his own release is near.
"Buffy!" He called, panting, "I'm going to come."
She loosened her hold on him and slid down his body, until she was standing on her own. She immediately dropped to her knees and took his erection in her hand, stroking it's length.
"Buffy!"
Buffy slid the head in her mouth, swirled her tongue around it, eliciting a moan out of Angel. She started sucking his throbbing member into her mouth.
Angel knew he was close, he began thrusting his hips. Buffy took more and more with each thrust.
Angel groaned and came down Buffy's throat. She continued to suck until he was drained completely.
Buffy stood back up on shaking legs as Angel's breathing and heartbeat slowed. They looked at each other and started laughing.
"I can't believe we did that!" exclaimed Buffy.
"We're insane." Angel explained.
Angel pulled up his boxers and pants as Buffy picked hers and her shoes up off the floor. They rushed out of the bathroom, before somebody came in. One thing Angel could say about Buffy, things were never boring when she was around.
"Is there any parking in this city?" Angel said, gritting his teeth.
In the passenger seat next to him, Buffy didn't hear him, she was too engrossed with singing off-key along with the radio.
"I've been a bad bad girl." She began to giggle at the line.
"Buffy!" Angel growled.
She looked over at him innocently. "What?"
Angel sighed and turned the radio down. "Help me find a parking spot."
Buffy rolled her eyes. Like he couldn't do that himself. She slipped her seatbelt off and stood up in her seat.
"Buffy! Get down, you're going to get hurt!" Angel shouted, hitting the brakes.
Buffy gripped the top of the windshield and joked, "Well, yeah, if you keep driving like that! I can see a lot better up here."
"Hey!" a man on the sidewalk screamed at them, gesturing towards a parked car. "I'm leaving if you want my spot."
Angel grinned. Finally! He had probably shortened his newly mortal life by ten years due to the stress of looking for a spot.
After parking, he deposited about five dollars in the meter. Buffy sighed, reluctant to begin their latest "adventure."
Angel wrapped her arm around his and leaned down to her ear. "Come on, honey. It'll make your mother happy.
Buffy just rolled her eyes and sighed as Angel led her into the San Francisco Museum of Modern Art. "Great! Nothing makes me happier than doing things to please my mother." She told him sarcastically.
"What in the Hell is that supposed to be?"
Angel thought for a second, but couldn't come up with anything. "I have no idea."
They stood looking at the painting that was completely black, except for a few small yellow circles.
"And what is this yellow and black theme?" asked Buffy, "It's everywhere!"
"Uh, modern art I guess." Angel replied uncertainly. He definitely preferred good old fashioned art.
They entered another large room and found that somebody had made a clay chair out of penises.
Angel gasped and covered Buffy's eyes.
Buffy laughed. "Angel it's not like I've never seen that before!"
"Shh!" he hushed her, afraid others would hear.
Angel rushed to another room, dragging Buffy, along with him. In that room, he found somebody had made a huge pair of high heels out of clay, and filled them with clay penises.
He rushed her out of there. The two of them looked very ridiculous. He was still covering her eyes with one hand, and he had his other arm wrapped around her, pulling her around.
Finally he found a room with the bizarre yellow and black paintings again. He released Buffy, who just looked at him and laughed.
"I can't believe you did that!"
"I didn't feel it was appropriate for you to see."
"Oh, " she replied, pulling him to her to whisper in his ear, "but you feel it's okay that I see yours and do OTHER things with it every night?"
He smiled at her, "You know what I mean."
She rolled her eyes and smiled. He grabbed her hand and pulled her over to one of the paintings.
"Angel?"
He looked at her, "What?"
She looked at him very seriously. "I'm getting tired. Maybe I should find somewhere to sit." She cracked up, "I heard there was a nice seat around here!"
Angel just stood with his arms crossed, trying to look disapproving as she laughed hysterically.
After they were done at the museum, they stopped at a restaurant and had some lunch, then they headed back to the hotel.
Once in their room, Buffy suggested they go sit in the hot tub. Angel liked that idea, so the two changed into their swimsuits.
They got in the bubbling water and just sat there relaxing for several minutes. The heat was so calming, but it also got Angel fired up.
He looked over and saw Buffy's breasts, barely covered by the two black triangles of her top. He scooted closer to her, until he was practically in her lap. Angel reached his hand over and slid his hand slowly up her inner thigh. She moaned, then gasped when he caressed her crotch.
He whispered in her ear, "Do you want me baby?"
She nodded and said very faintly, "Yes!"
He pulled his hand away, much to her dismay. He turned her so that her back was to him, and he slowly untied her bikini top. He released the strings and let the top fall free. Angel turned her back around and pulled one of her nipples into his mouth, lavishing it with his tongue. He teased the other nipple by rubbing his thumb over it.
"Oh... Don't stop!" She groaned.
He continued on for several moments, then switched his mouth to her other nipple. He slid both of his hands down, and began tugging at her swimsuit bottoms. Buffy lifted her hips and he slid them down her legs, releasing them into the swirling waters.
Angel removed his mouth from her breast, despite her cries of protest and pulled off his shorts. When he was also naked, he pulled her body to his, and captured her mouth in a smoldering kiss.
Buffy climbed into his lap, and he slid himself into her. They wrapped their arms tightly around each other as he thrust slowly into her.
They continued to kiss each other, it was as if they wanted to be as close as possible. Inside each other, all over each other, for the rest of their lives.
Buffy's moans got louder and louder until she came, calling out Angel's name in ecstasy.
Angel slowed his thrusts until she calmed down. Then he pulled out of her and stood up in the hot tub, gathering Buffy in his arms. He carried her back into the suite and into the bedroom.
"Angel, we'll get the bed all wet!"
He kissed her deeply. "Who cares?"
He laid her down, then stood at the foot of the bed. Buffy looked up at him, wondering what his next move might be.
He slid up the bed and parted her legs, she put up no fight. He slid a finger inside her, and was amazed at her heat and wetness. Her clitoris stood out, swollen. He teased it, causing her to arch off the bed and into his hand.
He removed his hand, and replaced his fingers with his tongue. He pushed his tongue inside her as far as possible. Then he sucked on her clit, which sent her into violent spasms.
"Oh Angel!" she begged. "Please, I need you inside me!"
He quickly sheathed his throbbing member with a condom, and slid inside her. He settled his body on top of hers and began thrusting slow, once again.
"Faster! Please!" Buffy begged.
The more she begged, the more it turned him on, and the faster he thrusted. He began hungrily kissing her all over her face.
Buffy was soon sent into her third orgasm of the day, and Angel exploded inside her soon after.
Still panting, Buffy exclaimed, "Wow!"
Angel laughed, "Yeah, I'd say wow covers it."
They kissed passionately, then Buffy started drifting off to sleep. Angel felt he was about to join her, and a nap couldn't hurt either of them. He rolled off of her, but pulled her with him, so that she was half on top of him. He pulled the blankets out from beneath them and cover himself and his now sleeping lover. A moment later, they were both sound asleep.
The next day they visited Golden Gate Park. Buffy would have much preferred to spend their last day in the hotel room, but Angel insisted they see all they could see of the city. As punishment, instead of her short skirts, she wore an ankle length dress and sweater.
The park wasn't like a normal park, it also had an aquarium, a museum and a Japanese Tea Garden. In other words, plenty to keep them busy.
They picked up a couple of sandwiches at a deli for later, then headed to the park. Angel had to practically drag Buffy from the car.
They went to the aquarium first. Buffy watched, amused, as Angel watched the penguins and dolphins with fascination. He had never seen them in person before, just on television and in books. They never had them in Ireland two and a half centuries earlier, of course.
After a while, they moved on and glanced at the fish, and looked at the lounging crocodiles for a while. Buffy found that she didn't care what they were doing, as long as she was with Angel she was happy.
Then they went to the museum. There was an earthquake exhibit, which didn't exactly impress two people from southern California. Soon, Buffy found the museum's jewel collection. Angel watched in amusement as she practically drooled. He hoped that someday he would be slipping a ring with a beautiful jewel on her finger, while taking her hand in marriage.
Once they had gone through the museum, they went back to the car and grabbed their sandwiches and the blanket. Then they went and found a secluded spot under a tree. Angel laid the blanket out and the couple sat down, practically in each other's laps. They ate their sandwiches slowly, every so often giving each other a gentle kiss.
After they were done, Angel laid back, and Buffy laid down with her head on his chest, wrapping her arms around his chest. He wrapped one arm around her and lightly stroked her arm with his other hand.
"I love you Buffy." He said quietly.
She smiled and looked up at him. "I love you too."
He smiled. "This has been the best week of my life."
Buffy sighed. "Mine too. Do we have to go back?"
Angel laughed. "Yes! I don't want to face your mother's wrath otherwise."
Buffy lifted her head and looked around. They were pretty much only surrounded by trees. She could see no people. She looked up at Angel and gave him an evil grin. "I have an idea!"
He shook his head. "No Buffy. No."
She pouted. "Please?"
Angel sighed. "Why do you like having sex in public? You're an exhibitionist or something."
Buffy laughed. "No, I'm not! It's you! You make me a nymphomaniac!"
She scooted up and kissed him deeply, drawing his tongue into her mouth. After a moment, Angel pulled back.
"We don't even have any protection, baby."
Buffy picked up her purse and pulled out a condom.
Angel looked at her in amazement. "How did you know?"
Buffy kissed him and smiled, "I know I can't go long without you, so I need to bring them with me!"
Angel gave up, she had gotten her way again. He rolled on top of her, using the blanket to cover them. She stroked him through his pants, driving him crazy with desire. She loved how she had such an effect on him, such control.
He quickly undid his pants, and freed himself. Buffy immediately wrapped her hand around his erect penis, rubbing her hand up and down his throbbing length. Angel pulled the bottom of her dress up, gathering it at her waist. He removed her panties and dipped his finger into her, she was hot and wet, just waiting for him. Angel quickly put the condom on, then the two of them guided him into her.
He entered her slowly, then pulled back, so that his head was all that remained inside her. Then he plunged back inside her to the hilt, eliciting a scream from Buffy. They began a steady rhythm of him plunging inside her fast and hard.
Soon after, Buffy came, moaning and writhing all over. Looking at the beauty beneath him, squealing in ecstasy, was enough to send him over the edge as well.
After a few minutes, them disentangled themselves from each others arms, Buffy pulled her panties back on and her skirt down. Angel tucked himself in and zipped himself up.
With huge grins on their faces, they cleaned up their trash and brought the blanket back to the car. The couple then headed off to the Japanese Tea Garden.
The couple enjoyed a romantic dinner in an elegant restaurant that night, then went back to the hotel and made the most of the last night of their vacation, making love many times through the night and early morning.
Angel was awakened the next morning by Buffy, pulling out from under his arms. He opened his eyes, curious as to what she was doing up so early, the sun had only been up for an hour or so.
He lifted his head and groggily called, "Buffy, what are you doing?"
"Shh!" she hushed him and gave him a devious smile. "You just relax baby."
Angel dropped his head as she knelt between his legs and took his penis in her hand, stroking him to hardness and sheathing him with a condom. She positioned herself over his erection, and Angel placed his hands on her hips and helped guide her onto his straining member. They moaned in pleasure in simultaneously.
At first, Buffy's movements were slow, but soon she was rocking hard and fast up and down on him. The only sounds in the room were their moans and gasps and the slight sound of sweaty skin slapping together.
Buffy shook violently, with an exhausting orgasm. Angel flipped her over with out breaking contact. She wrapped her arms around his neck as he pounded into her.
After a few minutes, Buffy had another orgasm, and Angel was
quick to follow. Angel glanced sleepily at the clock and was relieved that
it was only half past six and smiled as they drifted back to sleep.
*
When they finally got up, they showered, dressed, and packed all their things back up. As they were walking to the door, Buffy looked back at the room that she had changed so much in. She would never forget it. Angel softly grabbed her hand and pulled her out the door so they could check out.
After the bill had been paid and their luggage stowed in the trunk of their car, Angel drove them to an Italian restaurant for lunch. After they ate their meals, it was almost one in the afternoon. Angel had wanted to have Buffy home by about seven because Joyce had "requested" it, but it was supposed to take eight hours to drive there.
"What the Hell!" Angel thought to himself. He had a mustang, might as well put it to good use. So once they got on the primarily deserted highway, he put the petal to the metal, which seemed to give Buffy a thrill.
Two hours later they were over a third of the way home. Once again, Buffy had the radio blasting, and was having the time of her life singing along with it.
Angel couldn't help but chuckle as she sang, she was definitely an exhibitionist. Not a bad feature. She had proven that to be true several times in the past.
After another hour, Angel pulled off the highway, to get gas, use the restroom, and whatever else they might need to do. He had high hopes.
So when Buffy got out of the car and used the ladies room, then went and got them sodas as he got gas, and sat down back in the car seemingly without an objection or an impure thought, he was fairly disappointed. Maybe it was San Francisco. Maybe it brought out the wild animal in her. If that was the case, he would use any reason to get her down there again.
After they had been driving for a while, Buffy started rubbing his thigh. She was making him crazy and she knew it.
"Angel?" She said softly.
"What?" He croaked.
"Have you ever had sex while driving?" She asked, almost casually.
The mere suggestion almost made him drive off the road. "No, I don't think it would be very safe, either."
Buffy purred, "Oh come on, it'll be fun."
"No, just being in the car with you is a distraction." He told her, "We'd end up dead."
She laughed, "Oh but what a way to go!"
Before he could stop her, she had his pants open, and was sucking his throbbing penis. Angel had to use all his self control not to drive the car off the road. He knew he couldn't drive like this, so he carefully pulled off to the side of the road and she took more and more of him in her mouth.
Angel pulled her hair back and gently wrapped his hand around it, keeping his hand on the back of her neck. She took his balls in her hand and rubbed them, driving him absolutely mad.
Soon after, he came, shooting his juice down Buffy's throat. She swallowed every drop eagerly. Angel leaned back against his seat, panting, as Buffy tucked him back in. Then she put her chin on his shoulder.
When he was somewhat recovered, he gave her a deep kiss. They made out for several moments, then separated slowly.
"Thanks!" grinned Buffy, "I was hungry!"
He rolled his eyes, then pulled the car back out onto the road towards home.
Promptly at seven, Angel pulled the mustang in front of Buffy's house. Buffy had fallen asleep and was still not quite with it, so Angel walked around and opened her door, giving her his hand as she got out.
They slowly made their way up the walk, and onto the porch. Buffy took a deep breath and knocked on the door.
Angel gave her a crazy look and said, "Buffy, it's your house, I don't think you have to knock!"
Buffy gave him a "Shut up" look and he did just that. He definitely didn't want her mad at him. He didn't want to face a day without seeing her, being with her. It would be hard enough with her sleeping in her own home now, and he in his apartment.
Joyce opened the door and hugged her daughter, then surprised Angel by hugging him as well. She grabbed both their hands and walked them in the house.
"SURPRISE!!!"
The lights flipped on and revealed Giles, Cordelia, Xander, Willow, and Oz standing in the living room. They soon were all hugging.
The couple sat next to each other on the couch as Joyce fretted over Buffy being underweight, asking Angel what she had eaten- when she asked him that Buffy gave him a wicked grin. Angel left a certain thing Buffy had consumed out of his report.
They told everyone about the places they had gone, while Joyce tried to give Buffy fruit, sandwiches, anything she would eat.
Soon, it was ten at night and everyone was leaving. Buffy hugged Willow good bye, and they made plans with Cordelia for a sleepover the next night.
Buffy found herself alone with Angel, Giles, and her mother.
"Angel, when are you going to return the rental car?" Joyce asked.
"Well, I was planning to tomorrow, but then I thought it might be a good idea to buy a car, so I guess I'll return it Monday."
Joyce smiled, "I have an idea! Why don't we all go out for breakfast tomorrow? The after that I can follow you to the rental place and I can take you to the car dealerships."
"The three of us?" Buffy asked, still a little nervous.
Joyce blushed, "Actually I was hoping that you would join us Rupert, unless you have plans."
Giles was surprised by the offer. "Well, no I don't. It seems like a splendid idea to me."
Joyce placed her hands together and grinned. "Great!"
"Yeah, you know Giles, this would be a great time for you to look for a new car as well!" suggested Buffy.
Giles shook his head, "I love my car Buffy."
The four of them planned that Joyce and Buffy would pick Giles up and Angel would meet them at the restaurant. Soon after, Giles left, and Buffy and Angel went out on the porch for their good bye.
They hugged each other tightly, and kissed lightly. Buffy looked up at Angel sadly.
"I'm going to miss you tonight." She told him.
"I'll miss you too. I love you." He replied, giving her another gentle kiss.
"I love you too."
They soon began kissing more passionately and lost track of time. Joyce began blinking the porch light and Angel took that as a hint. He got back in the mustang and pulled off, Buffy waved good bye from the porch. When he was out of sight, she went back in her house.
She went into the kitchen and found her mother wiping a counter off. She came over to her daughter and pulled her in a hug.
"I've missed you so much." Joyce told her, feeling the tears well in her eyes.
"I missed you too, Mom"
Joyce placed her arm around Buffy shoulders as she turned off the kitchen light and they headed up the stairs.
"Did you have fun this week?"
"Yeah. But I think I better see Dr. Crocker soon."
Joyce's eyes widened. "Why? Did you forget to use protection?"
Buffy laughed. "No, but I think I'd rather get some other kind of birth control than condoms. They kind of ruin the mood."
Joyce smiled in agreement. She knew she should be unhappy about having such a conversation with her daughter, but she had the wisdom now that it was better knowing the truth she didn't want to believe, than knowing nothing at all.
As Buffy snuggled back in her bed that night, she realized how much she had missed it. However, she missed being in Angel's arms a lot more.
The End