I Dreamt of Someday ~ Interlude

by Isis FG

Feedback: vagabond_angel@comcast.net

Disclaimer: If I were Joss, people would be happy, not indulging in puke worthy infatuations and lame storylines. Does that answer your question???

Rating: NC 17
Pairing: B/A, who else?
Summary: This is an interlude to 'I Dreamt of Someday'.basically it's the sex filled reunion of B/A. Cliff notes version? Angel returned to Sunnydale, now part demon to try and get Buffy back. Buffy, who has been having a pseudo relationship with ensouled Spike doesn't know what to do. In the end, she goes back to Angel, and this is the 'making up for lost time' fun.  I made it an interlude so that its optional for people to read.

Author's Note: Be kind, this is my first time writing something nc 17, so I don't know how good it is. Hopefully it doesn't suck!

AN2: Lyrics are from Aerosmith's song 'Angel' (album: Permanent Vacation).p.s. my first time inserting lyrics into the text, don't know how well that worked either!

AN3: Just stating again that this is OPTIONAL reading, and contains fairly graphic descriptions of sexual activity. Do not read if you are offended by such material or if you are not of legal age to do so.

Warnings: adult content (ie SEX)

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Part 9.5 - Reunion
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As soon as they entered the bedroom, Angel set Buffy down. A certain nervousness permeated the air, emanating from its two occupants. Angel's arose from the fact that he was once again about to be united with his true love. While Buffy's disseminated from the knowledge that she wasn't the girl she had been before, that she'd had.experiences.since they were last together. Shame filled her as she recalled the things that she had done with Spike after her resurrection.

Angel noticed her change in demeanor immediately. He wondered if she'd changed her mind and didn't know how to tell him. As much as he wanted to be with her at this moment, he would wait, if that's what she wanted.

"Buffy? What's wrong?" he questioned softly.

"N-nothing," she stuttered out.

"Tell me, I promise, whatever it is, I won't get mad," coaxed Angel.

"It's just.I'm, I'm not the same." At Angel's perplexed look, Buffy turned away from him before going on. "I'm not the wholesome virgin that I was back then."

"I wouldn't expect you to be. That was a long time ago, Buffy." Angel was at a loss that she would think her experience mattered to him.

"I'm afraid, Angel.that you'll think less of me because of the things I've done," she whispered, tears beginning to stream down her cheeks. "And I don't mean Riley. Sure I slept with him, but demon hunting was about as adventurous as his life got."

"Spike," interjected Angel. It was more of a statement than a question. At the word, Buffy's head drooped lower, if that was even possible. The shame radiating off her hung in the air like a thick fog.

Angel's heart broke for the things that she had gone through after her resurrection. Silently he stepped behind her and wrapped his arms around her waist, resting his head on her shoulder. Buffy stiffened slightly at his touch, but didn't shy away from it. He wanted to turn her to face him, but he knew she wasn't quite ready to look at him yet.

"Buffy, baby, it's ok. I'm not upset about whatever happened with Spike then. And I know you're going to tell me that I don't even know what went on with you two. I don't need to know. I spent a long time with the old Spike, more time than you've even been alive. I know what he was like. So I don't need to know. But that's not the point. We all do things in our lives that we regret, we make mistakes, but we can't change them. We grow from them, we learn from them," spoke Angel soothingly into her ear.

With a sigh, Buffy leaned further into Angel's loving embrace. In his arms was the one place where she could forget about everything else around her. It was her sanctuary. She knew he was right. She couldn't change her mistakes of the past. His words only eased her worries to a certain degree though.

"Besides, I'm betting that not everything with him was all bad. I'm sure we could test a few things out," Angel huskily added, trying to lighten up her mood, and ease her fears.

Despite the seriousness of her concerns, Buffy couldn't help but let a slight smirk cross her face. She turned seductively in his arms, finding herself staring into Angel's passion filled eyes. "You think, huh? Why don't we give that theory a try," she breathed out, her eyes darkening infinitesimally with lust.

With exceptional grace, Angel wrapped an arm around Buffy's waist, pulling her flush against his body, and lowered his head to capture her sweet delicate lips in an unexpectedly fierce kiss. Wasting no more time thinking about her past, Buffy responded in kind, lacing her hands behind his neck, forcing his body tighter against hers. A breathy moan escaped their locked lips as she felt the prominent touch of his arousal against her stomach.

She loved the feel of his body against hers. So strong and sturdy, like it could crush her at any moment. But she knew he never would. A churning heat was building all throughout her body. A feeling that only he could ever bring about. She'd tried to find this feeling with others, but her experiences with them could never bring the fevered pitch inside her that he did. It was a feeling she reveled in, like her body was calling out to his to fill her, consume her, sate her.

Buffy groaned as Angel's hands slid to her lower curves, cupping the supple skin, grinding their pelvises together in desperate need of release. In all of Angel's years on Earth, only she made these carnal acts more than just lustful need for release. She showed him that sex was more than just two bodies frantically using each other, but rather an act of trust, and of love. It was the ultimate act of completion, to be so intimately intertwined with his soulmate, his one true love.

Slowly removing her hands from his neck, Buffy trailed them down his body, coming to a halt at his waist. She reached beneath the waistband of his pants, grasping the hem of his shirt, her need for contact with his flesh increasing drastically. With a swift yank she pulled the shirt upwards, forcing their mouths to break from one another.

Once the shirt was removed, Buffy stared at the muscle filled chest before her, unconsciously licking her lips. She trailed both hands down the lush expanse, loving the feel of the now warm skin. Angel released a low growl at the touch of her tiny hands on his chest. Needing more contact, he again lowered his head, but this time to the gentle curve of her neck, lavishing moist kisses on the soft skin.

When his mouth clamped on the scar on her neck that'd existed for so long, the one that he himself had been responsible for, Buffy nearly came on the spot. To her, the scar was not just a vampire bite, it was a signifier of their love for each other. It never crossed her mind that the act had almost killed her. She had loved him enough to sacrifice herself to cure him, and he had loved her enough to fight it with every ounce of the little strength he had. And the scar was an ever present reminder of those feelings, of who they were.

As Angel continued to rain kisses, his hands caressed up her arms, across her shoulders, stopping at the V of her blouse. Inching lower, he began to unbutton the tiny buttons of the shirt, slipping it off her shoulders once all of them had been released. He was pleasantly surprised to find her not wearing a bra underneath.

A tiny shiver echoed throughout her body, but not from cold, rather from anticipation. She felt Angel's kisses moving back up her neck, along her jawline, and up to her mouth. Their mouths fused again, tongues dueling in a victorless battle. Buffy's arms looped underneath Angel's, wrapping around his back, her nails scrapping against the skin of his shoulders.

Neither realized that they had been moving until the back of Buffy's knees came into contact with the bed. Almost thankful for the sudden presence of that particular piece of furniture behind her, Buffy let herself fall back onto the bed. Angel following, whether by choice or not, his quick reactions causing his hands to come up to break his fall in order to prevent crushing the woman below him.

Long minutes passed for the pair while they contented themselves with passionate kisses, and exploratory touches. For once, there was no rush, there was no life or death situation, no impending doom. There was only time. Time to cherish each other, time to draw out their pleasures, and time to savor the dream no longer out of reach.

Breaking the long held kiss, Angel placed delicate pecks down her neck and upper chest, coming to a rest between the twin peaks of her breasts before moving right to capture her erect nipple between his lips. He heard the breathy moan she released as his tongue swirled around the fleshy tip.

I'm alone, yeah, I don't know if I can face the night
I'm in tears, and the cryin' that I do is for you

Angel spent what seemed like hours worshipping her breasts, teasing, sucking, kneading, nipping, increasing her already aroused state ten-fold. Finally, his left hand crept lower, tickling the skin on its way down. With nimble fingers, he undid the snap on her jeans and lowered the zipper. Reluctantly releasing her breasts from him mouth, Angel glanced upwards at his love. The sight of her heavy lidded, lust filled eyes brought and almost arrogant smirk to his face. He continued to stare in her eyes as he trailed his tongue down between her breasts, over her stomach, stopped momentarily to swirl around her belly button before finishing its trip downward.

Was this heaven? Buffy internally wondered as Angel's hands and mouth made love to her body. It certainly felt that way to her. At the same time it was both amazingly relaxing and incredibly exciting. It'd been so long since she'd felt this perfection. And she watched with anticipatory eyes as moved closer and closer quivering center.

I want your love, let's break the walls between us
Don't make it tough, I'll put away my pride

With an almost frustrating slowness, Angel eased her pants and underwear down her legs. He ignored the constant ache of his own body for the opportunity to please his golden goddess. Their eyes held in a loving stare as Angel trailed soft kisses up one of her silky smooth legs. His teasing continued as he avoided her sex, instead swerving outward to the curve of her hip. A slight whimper sounded from her accompanied by a wiggle of her hips.

Gracing Buffy with an evil smile, Angel resisted, leaving his attention focused on other parts of her body. After a second whimper made its way to his ears, Angel gave in, gliding his lips to her wanting sex. He nuzzled it for a moment, inhaling her unique scent, before sneaking his tongue out. A happy sigh this time arose from Buffy as her hands found their way into Angel's hair.

Enough's enough, I've suffered and I've seen the light
Baby,

Angel alternated between lapping at her flowing juices and teasing her swollen clit. His torment was exquisite torture for Buffy who craved her release. She urged him by thrusting her hips frustratingly. Angel ignored her silent plea, satisfied to build her peak leisurely. When he finally relented, he sucked her nub into his mouth, sliding two fingers into her tight channel. At the light scrap of his teeth, Buffy's body began to tremble uncontrollably, clenching Angel's prodding fingers. She screamed out his name as her orgasm swept over her.

The hands that had been clutching Angel's hair fell limply onto the bed as the remnants of the powerful release continued to cause her body to quiver. He pulled himself away from her enticing sex and slowly crawled up the bed. The closed eyes and satisfied smile on her face brought a grin to his face. Surprising her, he swooped down and captured her lips in a heated kiss.

You're my Angel, come and save me tonight
You're my Angel, come and make it alright

Buffy felt his hands slip down between their bodies to the catch on his pants. Too caught up in the moment, Angel didn't notice the wicked grin that formed on her face. Using the element of surprise, Buffy quickly used her strength to flip their positions on the bed. Sitting astride his chest, she pulled his hands above his head, placing them onto the bed.

"Wh-" Angel started to question, but was stopped by a slim finger on his lips. With curious eyes he watched as Buffy slithered her way down his body.

In an instant, Buffy had his pants and boxers piled in a heap on the floor and was staring mischievously at Angel's rock hard erection. Ever so slowly she reached a confident hand to grasp his throbbing sex while lowering her mouth to hover over the tip. She peered up at his face as her tongue inched its way out to swirl around the now weeping head. Her hand stroked the base while her mouth took in more of his length.

Don't know what I'm gonna do about this feelin' inside
Yes, it's true, loneliness took me for a ride

Angel watched as the blonde head bobbed up and down on his erection. Her warm tongue was almost enough to bring his release. It took all the strength he could muster to hold off. But as he felt the tip of his cock hit the back of her throat and felt her swallow to take even more in he had to get her to stop. He didn't want to cum in her mouth.

"Baby.please.stop.I want be inside you." he choked out, pleading with his eyes for her to cease.

Tempted to continue, Buffy released his swollen member from the confines of her mouth. After placing a kiss on the tip, she crawled upwards. Angel's arms moved from their position above his head with the intention of wrapping themselves around her waist. Buffy, however had other ideas. Once again taking control, she grasped a wrist in each hand, positioning them on the bed to each side. She looked into his eyes conveying a message for him to trust her. His body relaxed, allowing her to initiate.

Without your love, I'm nothing but a beggar
Without your love, a dog without a bone

Raising her hips a few inches, Angel watched as one of her tiny hands reached down to take hold of his cock, situating it just outside the entrance to her body. Inch by inch Buffy lowered herself onto his large manhood. Angel's eyes rolled back into his head when he was fully encased in her hot sheath. Neither moved for a prolonged a period of time. The intensity of their union too overwhelming. Both wondered how they could have gone so long without this feeling of completion.

Finally, Buffy began rocking her hips, pressing the tip of Angel's sex into that luxurious spot inside her body. She began to pant at the sheer pleasure the act was bringing about. Taking advantage of her distraction, Angel quickly rolled them, allowing him to be on top.

Buffy's legs wrapped around his waist as Angel began a steadily thrusting in and out of her body. Their mouths again tangled in a passion filled kiss as Buffy's hands kneaded the muscles on his back.

What can I do, I'm sleepin' in this bed alone
Baby

"Harder." whimpered Buffy, needing more.

Not wanting to deny his love, Angel complied, pistoning harder into her body. A layer of sweat formed on both as the writhed on the bed. Moans and pants filled the silence around them, neither coherent enough any longer to for actual words.

You're my Angel, come and save me tonight
You're my Angel, come and make it alright

Feeling the tightening in his groin, Angel knew he wasn't going to last much longer and he wanted them to cum together. Snaking a hand down between their bodies he thrust into her a few more times before placing a few well timed pinches on her clit. The action sent Buffy over the edge. Her inner muscles fluttered before clenching tightly around his cock which in turn pushed Angel to his peak. Screaming each others names, they released together, falling into the bliss of their earth shaking orgasms.

You're the reason I live
You're the reason I die
You're the reason I give

Unable to support himself any longer, Angel collapsed on top of Buffy, but quickly rolled them so that he wouldn't crush her. Reaching down, Angel pulled the velvet spread up over the bodies before wrapping his arms around the blonde on top of him. Neither spoke after the completion of their union. Words could have never expressed the feelings raging within each. The only need they had was to never again let go of each other.

When I break down and cry
Don't need no reason why
Baby, baby, baby

With the rising moon shining into the room, the pair fell into a sated sleep in a tangle of limbs. The rhythmic sound of their breathing was the only noise to be heard. Smiles graced both their faces as each felt whole again for the first time in a very long time.

You're my Angel, come and save me tonight
You're my Angel, come and make it alright
You're my Angel, come and save me tonight
You're my Angel, come and make it alright

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Hours later, Buffy sat on the large windowseat, staring out into the darkness. As they slept, a storm had arisen outside. Large raindrops pelted the window while lightening lit up the sky. Her mind drifted back to another night a storm had raged through Sunnydale. The night of her seventeenth birthday. That night had been so wonderful, but had ended in such horror. A small part of her still worried that somehow, it would all be ruined again, but she quickly chased that thought away. This time it was different. This time was for forever.

A feeling of peace surged through her at that thought. This was what she had always hoped for and dreamed of. For a while, she lost sight of that. She'd lost that dream. But it was always there, and now it had come true. She couldn't help but smile as she rested her head onto the cool glass.

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Angel awoke from the most peaceful sleep he'd had in such a long time. His eyes remained closed as the memories of earlier that night washed over him. It was absolute perfection. To once again be with the woman who'd captured his heart. He'd always hoped that someday, he would be able to return to her, but the eternal pessimist within him had held that dream at bay for so long. And now, it was everything, and nothing, he could have ever imagined.

Reaching his arm out, Angel attempted to pull his sleeping love back to his body only to come into contact with cold sheets. His eyes snapped open at the lack of a warm body next to him. Frantically looking around the room, his gaze came to a stop at the sight of her form perched next to the window. He worried for a moment that something was wrong until a flash of lightening lit up the room allowing him to see the smile upon her face.

Quietly, he crept out of the bed and snuck up behind her. She startled at the feel of arms coming around her waist, but relaxed at their familiar touch. Leaning back into his embrace, she sighed. Yes, she thought, this was exactly where she always wanted to be.

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"I love you," Angel breathed into her ear.

Tears formed in her eyes at the proclamation. She knew he loved her, but it still amazed her when she heard it outloud.

"I love you too, my Angel," she whispered in response.

"What are you doing out of bed?" he questioned softly.

"I woke up, couldn't fall back asleep, so I was just watching the storm. And thinking about how perfect this is," she explained quietly, turning her head to look at him.

"You're perfect," he disagreed playfully.

She smiled brightly at him before seizing his lips with her own.

"Come back to bed," he murmured against her mouth as he broke the kiss.

Buffy rose from her seat, clasping one of her hands into his and walked back toward the bed. After Angel climbed into, she followed, curling herself around his body. Her head rested against his chest while one of Angel's hands drew lazy patterns on her back. The sound of Angel's steadily beating heart lulled her into a deep sleep soon followed by Angel. The look of pure happiness on both of their faces was not even disturbed by their sleep.

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