"I'm thirsty, are you thirsty?" Cordelia asked as soon as they'd picked a table.
Buffy shrugged. "A little."
"I'm going to go get a drink, want anything?"
"Uh...a diet coke would be nice."
"You got it!" Cordelia grinned.
Buffy raised an eyebrow. Cordelia was acting weird. Something was up.
And a few moments later when Angelus brought her the diet coke, she knew exactly what was up.
"Hello Lover, long time no see." He greeted, sliding into the booth next to her. "I've missed you something terrible."
Buffy glared at him. "Where is Cordy?"
"Dancing or something. She sent your diet coke with me, though."
"Did you do something to her?"
"No! I swear I didn't harm a hair on her head. I won't hurt any of your friends. Hell, I haven't killed anyone since I lost my soul, just so I wouldn't make you mad at me!"
"You expect me to believe this crap?!"
"It's the truth! Ask Cordelia, she and I have been talking every day because she's trying to help me get you to understand....I need you Buffy."
For a moment, she softened. Oh how she yearned to believe him! But she couldn't let him trick her, he'd only break her heart.
"We'll go find her and ask her." Angelus suggested.
Buffy nodded and let him pull her out of the booth. He led them towards the dance floor, but at the last minute pulled her into a darkened hallway.
"I saw her go in here."
"You're lying! Why would she go in here?" Buffy argued, but nonetheless allowed him to pull her into a small office.
And found herself alone with a very horny vampire that she had the hardest time resisting.
"T-t-this is a bad idea!" She exclaimed as he stalked towards her.
He cut off any further protest by wrapping his hands in her hair and smashing his lips to hers. She immediately reciprocated, opening her mouth and allowing him to slip his tongue in. He moved forward, dragging her backwards until they hit the desk. He broke their kiss for a moment so he could push everything off the desk.
Seeing anticipation in her eyes, he pushed her gently down onto the desk. She was so overcome by passion; she couldn't find the will to even feign protest.
Looking her in the eye, he slipped his hands beneath her skirt and slid her panties down her legs, casually slipping them into his pocket so they could be added to the collection he'd started since their last liaison.
Dropping to his knees in front of her, he pulled her by the hips until his mouth was at her dripping center. He ran his tongue over her slit, then slipped it in between her lips. She gasped as she felt his cool tongue exploring her fiery depths. He slipped her nubbin into his mouth, gently nipping it until she screamed as she came.
"Oh Angelus! Fuck me! Fuck me now!" She begged.
He grinned, hearing those words in reality after fantasizing that entire week was like a sweet symphony. He stood and unbuckled his leather pants, yanking them to his knees. Lifting her hips, he entered her in one fierce thrust.
She pulled his head down to hers, kissing him fiercely and wrapping her legs around his upper body. He pounded into her at a fast and furious pace. She kept sliding her legs up his back, trying to give him room to slide even deepr inside her. He helped her pushing up on the backs of her thighs until her legs were as high as they could go.
They came together, calling each other's names. Angelus released her thighs and collapsed on top of her. They lay there on the desk, getting their bearings, before they sat up.
"Oh! Ouch ouch ouch!" Buffy complained, clutching her thigh.
"What?" Angelus asked, concerned.
"I pulled a muscle."
"Oh."
"I guess you never do that, huh?"
Angelus smiled and shook his head. "Want me to massage it?" He asked, a dangerous look in his eyes.
Buffy shook her head rapidly hopping off the desk and straightening her dress. "Where are my panties?"
Angel shrugged his shoulders innocently.
Buffy headed for the door, limping from her strained muscles.
"Where are you going?"
"Home."
"Okay...I'll drive you."
"That's okay, I'll get Cordy to."
"But I want to drive you." He said, hating how pitiful he sounded.
"No, no, no....what happened was bad. Very bad. And will never ever happen again!"
Angelus sighed, annoyed by how stubborn she was.
***
Cordelia couldn't help but laugh as she saw Buffy hobble towards her, in an obvious state of disarray.
"Take me home now. Please?" Buffy pleaded.
Cordelia sighed. "Why can't your boyfriend?"
"I have no boyfriend Cordy!"
"Fine, fine, let's go." Cordelia agreed completely on getting to the bottom of this on the car ride to Buffy's dad's.