"I love you," warm pink lips moaned. Buffy arched into hand and the pleasure he offered.
Angelus growled at the memories. Buffy was the last person he wanted to think about, but he couldn't get the little bitch out of his head. It had been two weeks and Angelus still dreamt of the night when Buffy set him free. Her crying out his name as he brought her to orgasm.
"My Angel," Dru moaned loudly catching Angelus' attention. He had forgotten she was there. Now as Dru was preparing to fuck him, Angelus was not in the mood and shoved her roughly to the ground. Dru whimpered, but Angelus ignored her pleas as he dressed and left the warehouse to find a meal.
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Angelus watched as Buffy left out of her house through her window. Jumping to the ground his slayer was undeniably beautiful and powerful. He followed her as she head towards some unknown destination in town.
Angelus was surprised at how unalert Buffy was; he was following rather close trying to will her to look at him. The slayer ignored him though, instead heading into a shop with blackened window. Angelus considered following, but he really had no idea what was in the shop and didn't want to walk into an ambush.
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Buffy nervously walked into the shop wondering if people would look at her funny for going in to a place like this. She felt grateful for the painted windows to keep out prying eyes. Buffy wandered around the small porn shop picking out several sex toys.
She had been craving sex and a couple of times she caught herself unconsciously rubbing against other men for the friction. Buffy blushed from the memory, the boys were interested in her, but there was only one man she wanted inside of her. And he was currently soulless at the moment, so no sex there. It was desperation that led her to the porn shop for a vibrator to relieve some of her sexual tension.
"Buffy," Angel groaned as he came inside her, squeezing her small body to his. She glistened with sweat from their lovemaking.
Buffy could feel her skin flushing to a nice rosy color at the memories of sex. She hurried home trying to avoid any vampires. She was hornier the hell and wasn't too sure she wouldn't explode if she didn't do something about it soon.
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Finally! What the hell was she doing in that shop that took half an hour? Whatever it was, Buffy was now practically running home. Angelus considered poking his head into the shop, but was more curious as to what his lovely little pet was up to.
Angelus watched as Buffy climbed in through her window again and dumped the contents of a mysterious bag out all over her bed. Angelus moved closer to see what his slayer had. He almost fell out of the tree he was sitting when he saw the vibrator. There was a sense a pride that he more then likely the cause for her purchasing a toy. His little slayer was all hot for him and had no way to express it.
The humming sound brought Angelus back to the present as he observed Buffy testing the toy. She played with the different speeds and then she began to strip. Angelus quickly grew hard as the smell of her arousal hit him like a sledgehammer. There was his foe all naked and exposed before him.
Buffy's movements were clumsy as she tried to finger herself. He could see how she was really concentrating on the two digits that she had in her, trying desperately to bring herself to climax. As the slayer neared her orgasm she groaned in frustration working her fingers furiously. Finally she fell to the bed crying as the orgasm she desperately craved eluded her.
The slayer again stood up and began working with the vibrator this time. Angelus watched as the slayer let out a hiss as she slid the erotic toy into her body. He groaned and tried to ignore the bulge in his pants that demanded to be inside her warm body. He nearly felt sorry for his enemy who clearly could not bring herself to orgasm, merely from lack of experience. Angelus was sure if he gave her a couple of pointers she would be completely grateful. Grateful enough to let him fuck her, he wondered.
"Damn it!" the slayer yelled pumping the vibrator in and out as fast as she could. It was unbearable and Angelus could not sit idly by and watch any longer.
He moved into her room quietly and walked up behind her and ceased her frenzied motions. Taking the vibrator away, he intended upon showing Buffy the basics. Buffy gasped in surprise at his intrusion and tried to move away, but Angelus held her to his cool body.
"You will never get anything done that way," Angelus reprimanded.
"Get out," Buffy demanded. She desperately tried to ignore the arousal her traitorous body felt at his touch.
"That is not what you really want and we both know it," Angelus said moving his fingers down her across the smooth skin of her flat stomach and into her moist blonde curls. He slid a finger into her folds and Buffy moaned rolling her hips. Angelus felt a smug smile cross his face.
"Angel," she whimpered grasping at his hand trying to force him into pleasuring her.
"Angelus," he growled pulling his hand away. Buffy looked hurt by the loss of contact.
"W-why…" Buffy looked completely disoriented, "What are you doing here?"
"I'm here to teach you a lesson Buffy. But my generosity has a price," Angelus said darkly.
"What lesson?" Buffy asked.
"I will show you how to masturbate," Angelus said bluntly watching as a delightful blush covered Buffy's entire body. "And in return I get to fuck you, whenever I want…"
"That doesn't seem fair," Buffy replied.
"Give a man a fish and feed him for a day. Teach a man to fish and feed him for a lifetime," Angelus explained calmly.
"That's nice if I want fish. But what does that have to do with sex?" Buffy inquired.
"It's an analogy my darling idiot. I could just fuck you and be done with it, but teaching you to fuck yourself is something you can enjoy forever and requires much more of my time. I believe it is a fair trade off," he whispered seductively into her ear.
Buffy knew she shouldn't accept his deal it was wrong, he was wrong. But then how much longer before she started having sex with the inexperienced boys from her school to try a satiate her need. Wouldn't it be better with Angelus? He already knew stuff and it wouldn't technically be cheating since this was Angel's body.
Angelus waited impatiently as the slayer considered his offer. He already knew she would accept, but he had to let her think it would be all about her needs.
"Alright," She said quietly. Angelus almost didn't hear her say it.
Being the experienced lover that he was he withheld his own need to pound into her until her lay there limp and useless. Instead Angelus guided Buffy over to the bed and had her lay down on her back. The slayer eyed him warily, but he ignored her attention instead dipping his fingers back into the searing heat of her core.
"You do it all wrong. The clit needs more attention or you could fuck yourself all day and get no closer to bliss," Angelus said after a moment of silence.
Placing his large thumb on her clit he began to rub it and pump his two fingers in and out of her vagina. Buffy bucked against his hand and he pinched her inner thigh with his free hand. Her inner walls gripped his fingers and he could feel her climax. Angelus simply held her at the edge of climax; he knew it wouldn't take much to push her over the edge.
"Please," she whimpered out, "Angelus I need you."
With that last statement he felt surprised, he hadn't expected her to beg his name and he rewarded her pressing hard against her clit sending waves of orgasm after orgasm through her petite form.
Buffy lay there on the bed her body completely limp and defenseless. Angelus knew it was only the beginning of his pet's pleasure, but he felt a swell of pride. Only he could give Buffy the enjoyment she craved.
If Angelus allowed himself to be honest, he knew Buffy was the only woman who could gratify his malevolent desires. But then Angelus was a liar and he told himself that once he was done corrupting his slayer and satisfying his sexual craving he would just kill her.
"Angelus?" Buffy asked shyly.
"Yes?" he asked stroking her flat muscular stomach.
"I've missed you, savoring the feel of your body against mine," Buffy sighed sleepily. She curled her naked form against his and Angelus just cradled her against himself. After a minute he realized Buffy was asleep.
How dare Buffy think she is safe enough with me to sleep! I could easily snap her pretty little neck and have free reign over this miserable town. Yet Angelus did not move to kill the slayer that lay in his arms. I haven't fucked her yet, can't just give her what she wants and then end her torment. Yeah Angelus felt damn well justified, in not killing his pretty little whore.
Kissing the top of her head, Angelus relaxed on her bed. Reaching out his senses he realized he could only hear one heart beat. Joyce was not home to witness her daughter's demoralization. Pity. Maybe he should take pictures, after all a picture is worth a thousand words and he imagined Joyce would have plenty of words with Buffy about screwing her 'tutor'. A delightful smirk lifted his lips.
He would not share Buffy like that, not even with her own mother. He is a selfish creature after all.