A/N: Sorry it's taken so long. My life is being a bitch. Computer breaks, exams, work, all of it. Hopefully now I'll be able to post more often, but only if you R&R!
Buffy moaned as Angel ran the tips of his fingers lightly up the inside of her thigh. He kissed her gently and pushed her back onto the bed.
"Angel, we're gonna be late," Buffy breathed as she wrapped her arms around his neck and pulled him tightly against her body.
"So we'll be late," Angel shrugged. He kissed his way down her neck, over her smooth chest, and down to each breast. He lingered there, slipping his hands underneath her tank top and lifting it off, before taking one of her nipples into his mouth. He suckled on it for a moment before nipping lightly. Buffy gasped and he moved to the next one. After a few minutes he resumed his journey, raining kisses down her stomach. He unbuttoned Buffy's jean skirt and slid it off her body. When he saw that she wasn't wearing any underwear, he looked up at her.
"What? I didn't feel like it today," Buffy smiled. Angel grinned back at her and lowered his head. He moved his mouth down to her pussy, making her gasp. He had never actually gone down on her before. He massaged her clit with his tongue, running it up and down before thrusting his tongue into her tight opening. He felt her muscles contract around him as Buffy moaned, louder this time, in a mix of pleasure and surprise. Angel grinned at her sound and ran his thumb over Buffy's clit while twirling his tongue. He savored her sweet juices for a moment longer before removing his tongue and replacing it with three of his fingers. He began thrusting them, slowly at first, but gaining speed with each shout from Buffy. He watched her, lost in pleasure. She was ready to cum, he knew that. Her back was arched slightly and her eyes were squinted closed. Her hands were practically tearing holes in the sheets. When he felt her walls begin to tighten, he pulled out. Buffy cried out in disappointment, but not for long. He quickly undressed himself and slowly crawled up her body, like a predator. He stopped at her eye level and locked her gaze as he thrust into her. She screamed and just as a powerful orgasm ripped through her body, he captured her mouth in a ravenous kiss. The power of her orgasm sent him over the edge moments later. He collapsed on top of her, both spent and she reached up to stroke his hair.
"Wow, that was new," Buffy sighed.
"Thought I'd surprise you," Angel said. Next to the bed, the phone rang. Buffy reached over to answer it.
"Hello?" she asked.
"Buffy? Why are you still at home? You were supposed to be here by now!" Faith cried on the other end. Buffy instantly regretted being late just so that she and Angel could have sex. She'd been neglecting her dearest friends a lot lately.
"Faith, I'm really sorry. We tried, but there were all these people over and we just couldn't get rid of them and by the time we did...but we're on our way, I promise. We were just on our way out when you called," Buffy lied. Angel rolled off of her and slipped his clothes back on.
"Fine. See you in a little while," Faith snapped. Buffy new that she would forgive her, she always did, but she still felt guilty. Angel handed Buffy her clothes and a thong from her drawer.
"Thanks." She dressed quickly and ran a hand through her hair, trying to calm the "I just had mad hot sex" look.
Guenchy was crowded, especially for a Wednesday night, but Buffy and Angel managed to push through the crowd to the bar where her friends were gathered.
"Hey B," Faith muttered.
"Hey Faith. Sorry I'm late. Really," Buffy apologized.
"Aw, save it," Spike spat from behind the bar.
"Spike, be nice," Faith said, shooting him a warning glance. He sighed and leaned heavily on the counter, taking a gulp of bourbon.
"So, anyway. Why don't we crank up the music in here and dance?" Brooke suggested. She turned to the stereo and cranked up the volume.
Twenty minutes later, Buffy felt like she couldn't breath. The smoke was so heavy and the air was so stale that she felt like she was choking.
"I'll be right back. I'm gonna go get some fresh air!" Buffy shouted to the group.
"Kay!" Faith answered. Buffy broke away from Angel and headed for the back door that led into an alleyway.
She burst through the door and gulped in fresh air.
"Hello, luv," Spike drawled, coming out behind her. Buffy sighed and turned around to face him.
"Spike, go back inside. You're drunk," Buffy said.
"Actually I'm not," he slurred. He moved closer to Buffy and she could smell the alcohol on his breath.
"Spike.." she warned.
"You know, you should have been mine. I was here for you long before he was. I loved you with all my heart and you never even cared," Spike began.
"Spike."
"No! Let me finish. Not only did you go for Angel, but you threw my feelings out the window when you paraded around with him in front of me." Suddenly, Spike was in front of Buffy. He grabbed he and forced her against the wall.
"Spike!" Buffy shrieked. She batted at his arms, but it was no use. She continued to struggle as he roughly kissed her. She struggled as he grabbed one of her breast, kneeding it roughly and pinching her nipple. She burst into tears when he reached under her skirt, tearing away her thong. She sobbed harder as he shoved three, and then four, fingers into her pussy. He thrust violently with most of his hand in her as she sobbed. Buffy could feel herself stretching and tearing with the force. Spike removed his fingers and licked them, causing Buffy to wince. Then he reached down and unzipped his pants, freeing the massive erection that had been trapped there. Buffy gasped and cried harder when she realized that he was actually going to penetrate, not just finger fuck her. He positioned himself at her opening before slamming into her with one swift, if not smooth, motion. He pulled fully out each time he rammed into her, causing her to scream in pain He grunted as he thrust faster and faster, panting like a dog. He finally came, pounding into her one last time. His whole body shuddered and he groaned in pleasure. He reached down and pinched Buffy's clit for good measure.
"I'll be seeing you, luv," he smiled as he zipped up his pants and walked back into the club. Buffy collapsed in a sobbing heap on the ground. She had never felt so violated or so helpless in her life. Not when her mother died, not when she got groped by men at the diner, not ever. She sobbed and pulled her skirt down to cover herself. Moments later the door opened and she gasped, pressing into the wall.
"Buffy?" Faith asked, turning past the door. She gasped in horror when she saw her friend.
"Angel! Get out here!" Faith screamed into the club. Angel came dashing out and stopped in his tracks when he saw his love.
"Who did this?" he whispered, brushing a strand of hair from Buffy's face.
"Spike," Buffy sobbed. Hatred filled Angel's eyes and he clenched his fists. Spike was going to pay.
A/N: Hope you guys liked this chapter, even though it's a little different than what I usually right. Please read and review. Do you want the fic darker like this or back to the old way? Tell me or I wont post again! Thanks.
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