Silk

Silk

Author: Tygerlily

Rating: Nc-17ish [Its Angelus People!]

Summary: [Week Two Challenge for Buffy Survivor: Tissue, Blanket and, Soup] Buffy lets the Slayer in her out while dancing at “The Bronze”. Angelus doesn’t like what he sees and needs to rectify the situation…

Spoilers: Okay this takes place after Buffy’s sick with the fever but before “Passions” if I’m remembering the order right and if I’m not oh well. Let’s put it this way, Buffy’s just getting over being sick and Jenny isn’t dead… so there!

Disclaimer: We all know these characters aren’t mine. Why? Because I would’ve totally fucked with them WAY more than Joss already has! ;-)

Author Note: I also know there is a word count and I ask that you don’t count the lyrics to the song I’m using because it will probably make the fiction seem longer than it actually is but they’re necessary. [The song itself takes up 207 words so the actual fic is 928 words. Or at lest it was in my WordPad]

Author Note II: I also intend to use this song in another fiction of mine [which I try not to do too often] but it was already planned for that one and then this idea came to me and I decided to share and be different!

It had been two weeks since she was stuck in bed with that damned flu. Shaking her head ruefully she was surprised she hadn’t seen her lover since then. Angelus was more of an enigma than Angel could ever hope to be. While in the hospital the vampire had brought her roses, yes he couldn’t bring them to her the conventional way: through the door. But he was a master vampire for Christ sakes, he found a way. Then there were the small gifts he’d left for her when she returned home. A gorgeous Asian silk blanket and believe it or not soup. There was a small note attached in his masculine scrawling Victorian script saying that she was basically no fun sick and he hoped she’d be well soon for he missed their games. So now here she was headed to “The Bronze” two weeks later with no sign of her lover and a very quiet hunt.

It was time to unwind.

The soft click of her heels hitting the pavement instantly fell away as she strode confidently past the bouncer and into the club. A small secretive curled her lips upward as she practically tossed her coat at the check and made her way out onto the dance floor. As the pulsing beat slowly climbed its way up through her body and into her veins she began to slowly move in time with the down beat. Slowly her hands lightly traced her body up past her hips, over her breast and above her head still moving in time with the beat.

Large, clumsy hands came up to grip her waist tightly. Mischievous green eyes glanced behind her to see a boy about her age with dark blue eyes and dark brown hair. Smiling wickedly she decided if he felt he could play with the grown-ups why not let him. Leaning forward she began to roll her hips back against his hips and she couldn’t help but smile at the loud groan she received in response.

Dark mahogany eyes flashed bright saffron before returning to their normal hue. Growling underneath his unneeded breath he gracefully slipped out of his waist-length coast and laid it over the back of a chair before striding confidently out onto the dance floor. Gently tapping the boys shoulder he smiled dangerously flashing a bit of fang which of course sent the pup scurrying away.

Eyeing his woman’s posterior for a moment he then came up behind her and roughly pulled her back against him. Wrapping an arm around her middle, his large hand splayed across her flat tummy. As he rolled his hips against her a new song began to play.

// On the day I was born the rain fell down
There was trouble brewing in my home town
It was the seventh day, I was the seventh son
And it scared the hell out of everyone

They said stop, I said go
They said fast, I said slow
They said yes, I said no
I do the bad boy boogie//

Buffy knew instantly that it was her former lover she was dancing with as the comforting scent of leather, whiskey and a scent uniquely his surrounded her. Feeling dangerous she turned to face him and began to dance him back to a more secluded corner of the club. Smirking Angelus lean down and viciously took hold of his lover’s lips before changing their positions and roughly pushing her up against a wall. One of his hands crept up to roughly paw at her breast, while running the pad of his thumb over her bra clad nipple.

// Being a bad boy ain't that bad
I've had me more dirty women than most men ever had
All you women come along with me
And I'll show you how good a bad boy can be

I said right and they said left
I said east and they said west
I said up and they said down
I do the bad boy boogie all over town//

Buffy was lost the moment his lips were at her neck. She knew that what was happening was wrong and that she shouldn’t find so much pleasure from his touch but she couldn’t really bring herself to care at that moment. Arching her back into his touch, Angelus chuckled darkly as he smoothly pushed her legs apart and let his fingers trail down her hips and over her thighs just before gently running over her already wet sex.

The little blonde shuttered violently while leaning heavily against the wall. Stepping up to her already trembling body the vampire wasted no time in picking her up while encouraging her to wrap her already shaky legs around his middle. Pressing a quick kiss to her lips he pushed up inside of her in one easy thrust. Groaning softly at the feel of being inside her again he took a moment to savor the sensation before slowly pumping his hips, his eyes never leaving the face of his lover.

Tiny pants escaped past her already bruised and pouty lips as the Slayer frantically moved against her lover. Smirking with male pride at her dazed and lost expression Angelus quickly sped up and knew that she was close. All too soon his lover’s body went tight and began to shake. Taking hold of her hips he began to roughly pound into her slick channel. Growling loudly he lunged forward and without grace slipped his fangs into the soft flesh where her neck and shoulder meet causing the woman in his arms to reach orgasm again.

Sighing heavily he collapsed against her while still gently sucking on her neck. Just as gently he extracted his fangs and gave the abused flesh one last lick before setting the still dazed girl on her feet. Reaching up he gently brushed the hair away from her face and pressed a soft kiss to her forehead.

“Glad to see you feeling better sweetheart” he murmured before leaning down to nip the shell of her ear and with that he turned and walked away. Stopping off at where he left his coat he then slipped it back over his shoulders and back out into the night.

Still panting slightly Buffy did nothing but watch through hooded lashes as her lover made his way away from her and out of the club. Sighing softly to herself she looked down at her appearance and couldn’t help the small chuckle that escaped her throat.

“I’m a mess and in desperate need of a tissue” she said to herself smiling all the while

She was looking for a way to unwind and she sure found it. And with that she too made her way out back into the night. As she made her way down the darkened alley and back out on to the street she knew she had two choices: Go home or head to the graveyards for a game of cat and mouse with her lover.

With a smirk she took off in a dead run towards Restfield Cemetery.

Bad boy boogie

End

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