By The Wicked Sluts
All things Buffy
the Vampire Slayer belong to Joss Whedon, WB, FOX, Mutant Enemy.
Yeah? Huh? Willow snapped out of her hazy daydream to meet the eyes of her best friend.
Thursday night, Giles has released us from researching for the rest of the night, your boyfriend is at the Bronze getting ready to go on stage, my boyfriend is going to meet us there, and if we dont hurry, were going to be late!
Buffys boyfriend. Angel. It had been nearly three weeks since their night together at the mansion. Willow was certain that Angel had realized what a huge mistake he had made. She had seen him several times since that night, but he was as stone-faced as could be towards her. At first, Willow thought that he was avoiding her, but she came to realize that he was treating her the exact same way he always had.
Willow knew that the night at the mansion had to be kept an absolute secret, but she still thought that she would see some sign of recognition from him a smile, or a wink, perhaps, but she had gotten nothing. Being around him was hard. Her dreams were occupied by him, and the way he had made her feel. She wanted that again, wanted more of it. Never in the wildest stretches of her imagination had she ever entertained the thought that pain could feel so good.
What she wanted from Angel wasnt romance. Those feelings hadnt changed a bit. Oz gave her all she could handle and more. And she loved it, as she loved Oz. Her future was with him, and perhaps one day she would be brave enough to trust him with all her secrets and desires.
But not yet
For now, her dark needs
belonged solely to Angel. Or, they would if hed show any sign to her of
wanting a repeat performance.
Willow was on the dance floor with Xander dancing to a song that Oz had written for her. At one point, not too long ago, Oz would have been insanely jealous, but in his heart he knew that all her things were for him. Besides, she never took her eyes off him. She was merely using Xander to prop herself up while she made goo-goo eyes at her boyfriend.
Angel hadnt shown up yet, which was nothing unusual for him. Buffy sat alone watching her friends dance, a teasing grin on her face. She loved seeing Willow happy. Now that Oz and Xander had gotten over their jealousy of each other, Willow seemed freer and happier than she had in a long time. She seemed to be so at ease with herself, as if she had suddenly found the key to being comfortable inside her own skin. Thankful for whatever the reason was that brought her best friend out of her depression, Buffy headed to the bar for another latte.
Angel strolled through the door of the Bronze and his eyes immediately fell upon Willow on the dance floor. He leaned back against the wall watching her. He wondered if anyone else could see the changes that he could see. She had cut her straight red hair a little shorter, and instead of wearing it brushed straight and tame, it was slightly mussed, giving off just a slight hint of the fire that burned inside of her. It was a subtle change, but to Angel, it spoke volumes.
As if she could feel his eyes, she pulled herself from Ozs gaze and her eyes met Angels. The dreamy look on her face turned dark as her expression tightened slightly. Angel refused to tear his eyes from hers as she adjusted her head on Xanders shoulder so she wouldnt have to break the gaze, either.
She cast a spell over him, or so it
seemed. He felt that he was locked in her trance, and his cock stiffened in
response. He knew he had to have her, tonight. He had to possess her again, to
feel her hot flesh against his, and to hear her scream his name as he taught her to walk
the line between pleasure and pain once again.
The song ended, and Angel reluctantly tore his eyes away. He moved to sit on the couch waiting for Buffy to return from the bar. Xander and Willow joined him, sitting in the chairs. Buffy returned and sat next to Angel, grabbing his hand. Willow was grateful for Buffys return. She knew that Buffy could babble and make conversation with Xander, because Willow couldnt seem to form a single word.
After a few minutes of discussing the latest baddies to settle on top of the Hellmouth, Buffy finally stood.
Bathroom, then Ive got to patrol.
Ill go with you, Angel said.
To the bathroom? Buffy giggled as she walked off.
Im heading home, Xander said, standing to leave, You coming, Will?
N-no, she stumbled over the word, Im going to wait for Oz to finish. He can drive me home. Be careful, Xander.
He left, leaving Willow and Angel alone for the first time in weeks. Nervously, she met his eyes as he stood and moved towards her. He knelt by her chair, placing his hand casually on her knee. Suddenly, his hand slid further up her leg, grasping her inner thigh just below her sex.
He squeezed her hard
she knew his
handprint would be left behind, and whispered to her, Be at the mansion at
And, Willow? he squeezed harder before releasing her thigh and
briefly rubbing his hand against her core, Dont be late.
Angel paced back and forth in front of the
fireplace. It was ten minutes after one. She was late, damn it!
The door to the mansion opened and Willow rushed in. She shut the door behind her and leaned against it, trying to catch her breath. Angels anger momentarily flew out of his mind and he went over to her.
Was something after you? Did it follow you here? Angel gently touched her arm, meaning to comfort her.
Willow shook her head and finally spoke, No, no chasers. I knew I was going to be late so I ran most of the way here.
Angel immediately stiffened, reverting to his former mood, Thats right, youre late. I told you not to be late, didnt I?
Im sorry. Oz took me home after he did the last set. We talked for awhile.
There was hesitation in her voice. Angel knew she was lying. He grabbed her shoulders, pinning her against the door and captured her mouth in a hard kiss. His tongue forced her lips open as he ran his hands down between her legs, roughly rubbing her at the junction of her thighs. Willow groaned softly, low in her throat, and moved to touch him, but Angel abruptly moved away from her.
He spoke in a menacing tone, Is that how you and Oz talk, Willow? What would your boyfriend think about you getting him all worked up and then coming here to fuck me?
Willow stared at him for a moment, You you never said I couldnt kiss Oz. Hes my boyfriend were supposed to kiss.
Was kissing all you did, Willow? Ill know if you lie to me.
There was no shred of doubt in Willows mind that he was speaking the absolute truth. There was something about him that seemed to peer inside her mind and know what she was wanting, what she was thinking, before she knew herself.
Just kissing. I swear, She touched her middle and index finger to her lips and then brought them down to cover her heart.
Angel smiled at her, I believe you. Kissing is fine, but if you want to continue our sessions, youd better keep the action above the waist. Im willing to share, up to a point, but I wont have any boy ruining what Ive worked so hard to create, As he spoke, he ran his fingers up her jaw, cradling her face in his hands, running his thumb across her lower lip.
Willow leaned her head into the caress, Its not the same when he kisses me. I mean, I like it I just dont need him to kiss me not like I need you to.
Angel moved as if to kiss her, letting his lips hover millimeters from her own. He suddenly grabbed her wrist and pulled her towards the couch. Willow stumbled after him as he dragged her towards the couch.
Angel positioned her so that she was facing the sofa, then sat down, Lets see you were late tonight, werent you, Willow?
She flushed slightly, knowing what was going to happen soon, Yes. I was late. Im sorry.
Angel gave her a stern look, And you disobeyed me last time, Willow. Thats twice now that you havent done what was asked of you.
Willow studied the floor, not speaking.
Look at me when Im talking to you, Willow, unless I tell you otherwise.
Willows head snapped up, her green eyes meeting his dark ones, Sorry.
Well, Willow. Sorry isnt good enough. You know what happens when bad little girls dont obey, dont you?
Willow could feel her knees start to quiver in anticipation of was coming next, Yes. I know what happens when I dont obey.
Angel could see her trembling. His mouth twitched slightly, but he refused to smile. He shifted a little on the sofa, his pants suddenly too tight in the groin, Strip, Willow. Everything off.
Never letting her eyes drift from his, Willow began to remove her clothing. She consciously tried to make her striptease as sensual as possible, but knew she was probably failing miserably. Angel was scaring her slightly, and she couldnt quite decide if she liked it or not.
His warnings about Oz had startled her. This was about sex, not love. Why would he care what she did with Oz, as long as when she was with Angel, she was with him totally? Was this part of the game? She hoped it was simply part of her lessons. Obey Angel allow Angel to possess her. The thought frightened her until she remembered his words, I could never would never hurt you, Willow, and she knew he wouldnt.
She focused back on Angel watching her from the couch. He was leaning back on the cushions, stroking himself through his leather pants. Although he was trying to keep the look on his face passive, he wasnt doing all that great a job of it. While he still worn a tense frown, there was a slight twinkle in his dark eyes that showed her his approval.
Once she was naked, she stood shyly in front of him, fighting the urge to cover herself and keep him from realizing how wet she still was.
Stand behind the couch, Willow, facing the back of the it.
She did as she was told, relieved to be out of his line of vision for a moment. Angel stood and walked over to his desk, opening a drawer. Willow couldnt contain her gasp as he pulled out a thin wooden paddle that resembled the ones that they used for table tennis in gym class. Despite her fear, her nipples hardened and she felt her wetness seep down her thigh.
Willow, bend over and hold on to the back of the couch. Dont move, or say anything unless I ask you a question. Do you understand?
Yes, she braced herself, knowing what was coming next.
Youve disobeyed me twice How many is that worth, do you think?
Willow swallowed hard, knowing he expected an answer, As many as you think I deserve.
Angel couldnt hide his smile, although Willow couldnt see it. He was beyond pleased with his pupil. He had been afraid that this would be too much, too soon for her, but she was barely hesitating at all. He could smell her arousal, much stronger than it had been three weeks earlier. Now that she had had a taste, she wanted more, and wanted it worse.
How many did you get last time?
Five Six! she said, remembering his final blow.
Very good, Willow. I think fifteen this time.
Title: Madness Kissed (2/4)
Willows knees buckled for a moment before she steadied herself. Angel took note of her stumble, promising himself not to be too hard on her.
He stood behind her, and struck her left cheek with the paddle. Willow jumped, nearly moaning out loud at the sweet contact.
Count for me, Willow. How many was that?
A little harder, he brought the paddle down on her right cheek.
Two, she gasped.
He admired the way her white buttocks her already beginning to turn a very pale shade of pink, and fought the impulse to reach out and caress her.
Instead, he brought the paddle down again, harder still.
Good girl, he whispered darkly.
He continued with his disciplining of Willow, alternating between her two quickly reddening cheeks, and alternating the strength of his swings.
He was amazed and incredibly turned on by her. As he landed his blows rather hard, fully expecting her to use her safe word at any moment, she only became more aroused. He had allowed her to rest her head on her arms, and could see the tears running down her cheeks. She had to be hurting while he certainly wasnt using anything close to his full strength, he was hitting her hard. She continued counting, sometimes in quiet gasps, other times hissed from between tightly clenched teeth, and once or twice had actually had the audacity to wiggle her ass at him, just slightly. He answered her taunts with the hardest of his blows, knowing that this was what she was asking for.
Twelve! she cried.
Are you sure? he teased, I think that was only ten
Twelve, she pleaded.
All right twelve.
Her cheeks were bright flaming red now, as red as her hair. He lowered the paddle for a moment and slipped his hand between her legs. She jerked back against him, not expecting this intrusion. She was incredibly wet Angel couldnt remember ever feeling so much moisture between a womans legs. He ran his fingers along her slit before caressing her hot cheeks with his wet hand.
Willow was shaking, her need so great that she was certain that she was going to orgasm without ever having any contact to her clitoris.
Angel raised the paddle again and struck her harshly, the wetness on her cheeks causing the sting from the paddle to be intensified.
Aaahhh Fourteen, she moaned.
Angels cock was straining painfully inside his pants. He had planned on taking this night slowly, teasing her, making her beg, but he didnt think hed be able to last that long, nor could she. Maybe they would have time for two separate lessons tonight, he thought.
He raised the paddle for the final time, and hit her hard enough to make her cry out loud, her knees buckling beneath her.
Angel caught her before she could fall, steadying her easily.
Count, Willow, he demanded.
Fifteen! she sobbed, trembling in his grasp.
You did very well, Willow. Very well, he informed her, letting just a slight hint of admiration color the dark timbre of his voice, I think perhaps you should be rewarded maybe.
Yes, please, Willow was unable to choke out anything else.
Angel leaned over her, gently kissing the rosy cheeks of her behind. She shuddered as he rested his head on her back, covering her nipples with the palms of his hands. She knew better than attempt to straighten up before Angel gave her permission.
Angel stood, drawing her with him and turning her to face him. The flush in her face gave evidence to how turned on she was. He stepped away from her.
Undress me, Willow.
Willow didnt hesitate, springing at him and fumbling to unbutton his shirt. Frustrated she tore it open and tugged the tail out of his leather pants. Buttons scattered across the floor.
I like this shirt, Willow. You know Im going to have to punish you for ruining it, dont you?
Willow looked at him with defiance in her eyes, letting him know that not only didnt she care if he punished her for it, shed welcome it.
Angel grabbed one of her hands as she worked to undo his pants, biting into the pad of flesh under her thumb. Willow whimpered and he released it, allowing her to finish with the button and zipper.
She knelt to pull them off his body, but stopped when she realized she was at eye level with his enormous erection. Her eyes drifted to his face, waiting for permission. He kicked out of his pants and with a slight inclination of his head gave her the answer she wanted. Tentatively, she brought her tongue out to taste the drop of semen at the tip. Angels cock jumped and he tangled his hands in her coppery tresses. Encouraged, she ran her tongue down the underside and back up again, and taking a deep breath, plunged her mouth over and down the length of him, setting a quick rhythm. Angel thrust his hips forward, his hands clenching around her hair in time with her motions. It wouldnt take long for her novice mouth to bring him to orgasm.
Abruptly, Angel yanked her up by her hair, bringing her lips to his in a fierce kiss. He sucked her tongue into his mouth, caressing it with his own. Never breaking the kiss, Angel lowered their bodies to the rug on the floor and rolled so that he was on his back with her on top of him. He moved his index finger to her entrance and plunged it in, checking to see if she was as ready as he thought she was. She clamped down around him and groaned.
Withdrawing his finger, he finally broke the kiss and spoke, Know what you want and take it, Willow.
Willow plunged down on to his erection with a wail, sheathing his cock inside of her. Angel dug his fingers into her hips. She had been so ready for so long that she couldnt take it slow and savor the control he was allowing her. She began moving at a frenzied pace, grinding her clit into his pelvis with each thrust. Her orgasm was starting and she cried out in her need.
Angel thrust upward into her. She was so eager, so hot and tight. Hed waited too long to be inside of her again. He could feel her walls grasping him as she reached her climax. Angel let go, spinning into his own orgasm, his fluid mingling with hers.
Willow, He groaned her name as she continued to grip him with her muscles, drawing out their pleasure.
Angel slowly released his hold on her as they both relaxed. Willow remained straight on top of him; her head bent forward, her hair partially covering her face. There was a look of serene contentment on her face. A thousand different thoughts were flying through his mind as he stared at her. //Does she realize how beautiful she is? My god, she looks like something from a painting by one of the old masters. What is this girl doing to me? // Angel pushed those thoughts down and spoke in a gruff voice.
Willows eyes flew open to meet his and her head snapped up.
Go into the bedroom. Youre ready for your next lesson.
Wearily, she began pulling herself off of him.
Whoa, wait a minute, Willow we can stop now, if you want to.
No, Angel I dont want to. I very much want to keep going.
Then how come I just saw this look cross your face that said that you most certainly didnt want to? he asked, brushing her hair out of her face.
These are my lessons, Angel. Youre teaching me. Its what Im here for.
Willow Im afraid youve got this all wrong, he said with a sigh, pulling her flat against his body, cradling her in his arms, We really need to talk.
Ok, Willow whispered hesitantly, tensing against his body.
In a little bit, Willow. Just relax for a few minutes, he gently caressed her back, soothing the strain from her tired muscles.
A few minutes later, Angel pulled himself up off the floor, lifting Willow with him. He carried her to the couch and gently set her down. She watched him with wide eyes as he covered her with a fuzzy blanket and lit the massive fireplace.
A-Angel? What are you doing? she asked.
Getting ready for our talk. There are some things that I dont quite think you understand.
He lifted a corner of the blanket and slid down beside Willow, pulling her back against him between his legs. Again, he sensed her tense.
Willow, are you afraid of me? Right now?
No, Angel its just I didnt think I mean, what are you doing?
This is just as important as everything else were going, Willow.
But I thought we agreed this was just about sex.
Its all about sex, and I think thats what you dont understand. What were doing isnt about degradation and painits about pleasure. Im not trying to humiliate you. Im trying to teach you about reaching out for whatever brings you gratification.
But nothing. You asked me to teach you., and thats what I intend to do. You dont know what you are yet You saw a side of yourself in the vampire-you that intrigued you, a very dark side of you, and a side of you that is very sensual. But youre a complex young woman, Willow, with many sides. If youre willing, we can explore all of it.
I want to, she settled into his arms, relaxing, I just dont want you to feel like you have to
I dont have to anything, Willow. I want to. I cant deny that the dark side of you excites me, just as it excites you. And weve gotten off to a fine start in exploring that. There is so much more to sexuality, though. Im not trying to break you. Im trying to help you. I want to help you. You know I cant do the things I can do with you with Buffy.
Because youre not in love with me. Im not going to give you that big happy like she can.
No, not in love. But dont think for a minute that Ive forgotten that youre the one that gave me my soul back. I care about you very much. Youre a good friend.
And youve saved my life on more than one occasion, she added, which makes me like you an awful lot, too.
Im sorry I got so possessive about you being with Oz earlier. You love him, dont you?
Yeah, I think I do. I mean, Im not sure if I really know what love is. I loved Xander for years, and then this guy just sort of showed up in my life and turned everything upside down for me. I I guess I do love him.
How far have you and he ?
Not very. I tried to once, but he didnt want to.
Didnt want to? I find that hard to believe, Angel brushed her hair away from her shoulder, bending down to plant a soft kiss on it.
Yeah, well, I guess the timing was wrong. I was trying to make it up to him for kissing Xander.
Do you wish that he hadnt stopped it?
No, I dont think so. Im glad you were my first.
Do you regret the way we did it?
Angel, it was incredible. I could never regret that.
I just want to make sure that you dont let me do anything to you that you dont want me to. This isnt about forcing you to do something this is about showing you that its all right to do anything that you want.
Thank you, Angel
No, Willow, thank you. Im enjoying every minute of this. Youre beautiful. You know that, right?
Willow blushed a furious shade of crimson, Im not beautiful.
Are you kidding? Youre incredible you should see the look on your face when you come. Ive never seen anything as beautiful in my two centuries, he stroked her arms, continuing to kiss her shoulder.
Willow unconsciously pushed her body back into his, into his kisses and caresses. Angel shifted his arms, his hands coming to rest cupping her tender breasts. Willow jerked in response as his skillful fingers kneaded her firm nipples, her head lolling to the side to allow him better access to her neck.
Suckling and nibbling, Angel relished the taste of Willows bare skin. It had been so long for him, so long since he had allowed himself any sort of pleasure. The feel of her soft warm body pressing against his, her fingers burrowing into the cold skin of his thighs as she lost herself in the erotic dance of his tongue on her skin, her buttocks crushing against his erection, almost made Angel forget his mission. He longed to simply ravish her, to do nothing other make love to Willow until neither of them could move.
Thats enough, Willow, he broke the silence, effectively shattering the romantic ambience that they had both been swept into, Time to go to the bedroom now.
As Willow threw the blanket aside and stood from the couch, Angel reached out and gently smacked her still reddened bottom, Thats my girl.
Title: Madness Kissed (3/4)
Angel saw her wince when he swatted her. Maybe it wasnt time for that next lesson just yet. Motioning her on towards the bedroom, he detoured into the bathroom. Walking over to the window, he snapped off a piece of the plant that was sitting on the sill and went to the bedroom. Willow was lying on the bed waiting for him. Her eyes widened a little when she saw what was in his hand.
What are you planning on doing with that, exactly?
Roll on to your stomach, Willow. Ill show you.
She hesitated for the briefest moment and then did as she was told. Angel got on to the bed, straddling her legs. He split the plant open and took the gooey substance from inside it, smearing it on her sore cheeks. Gently, he began to massage the soothing aloe into her skin.
Mmm. That feels nice. Is it aloe?
Yes. Be quiet and let me finish.
Willow did as she was told. After hed finished rubbing in the aloe, he moved to her shoulders and back, firmly massaging her tired muscles. Angel could feel the tension seeping from her body. He continued, moving to her arms, legs and feet. The feel of her soft, supple flesh was giving him an erection, but he was in no hurry to end the rub down. Leaning over, he placed a kiss on the small of her back. No reaction, not even a tightening of her muscles.
Willow? Angel questioned.
Getting no response, he moved off her and lay down beside her. She was asleep. Grinning, Angel got up from the bed. Hed let her sleep, but she was going to get quite a wake up call. He covered the red head and went to get the things he needed.
Willow woke with a start. Someone or something was sucking on her big toe. Looking around, she realized that she was still in Angels bed. She tried to sit up, but found that her hands were bound to the bed in leather restraints. They allowed for a little movement, but she wasnt going anywhere. She brought her eyes to the end of the bed where Angel was kneeling, nibbling on her toes. He smiled up at her, a wicked glint in his eyes.
Good morning, sleeping beauty.
Good morning morning? What time is it? Her voice was a little panicked.
About six-thirty. You were tired. Ive let you sleep, but we need to begin again now.
Angel crawled up on the bed and over her body, covering her. Willow could feel his erection pressing into her belly, and was incredibly turned on. Unfortunately, she knew that she needed to go home and get ready for school.
Angel, we cant do this now! I need to go home. I have to be at school in less than two hours!
Angels face hovered over her own and then he sighed. He reached over to the side of the bed and Willow was sure he was going to unfasten her bonds. Instead, he pulled a phone up off the floor, setting it on the edge of the bed.
Youre not going to school today. I think youre in need of some tutoring.
He punched in a number and placed the receiver to her ear. Willow stared at him as the library answering machine picked up and she heard Giles recorded message.
You can, and you will.
Willow stared at him as she heard the beep sound off on the other end. The tone of Angels voice had let her know that he wasnt about to let her go.
Um, Giles this is Willow. I I wont be in school today. I have to research for a paper. Tell everyone Ill see them tonight. Bye.
Angel gave her a satisfied smile, replaced the receiver and put in on the floor again.
See, that wasnt so hard to do. Now we have all day.
He brought his lips to hers, sucking gently on her lower lip. Willow sighed and returned the kiss. Shed never skipped school before, but this was the way to do it.
Abruptly, Angel sat up and moved to sit at her side.
So, lets begin, shall we?
Willow watched in horror as Angels face changed from the handsome man that she saw him as to that of a demon. Oh, no! This could not be happening! She scrambled away from him as far as her restraints would allow, shouting in a loud voice.
Angel chuckled, but hearing the fear in her voice, he changed back to his human visage.
Did that scare you?
Yes! You youre not him are you? I didnt make you
No, you didnt make me lose my soul, Willow. I just need the fangs for the next lesson, okay?
Oh, okay. You arent going to bite my neck are you? Her voice was meek, but there was a hint of desire in her voice.
No, not that. Its too intimate. Not that what were doing isnt, but thats not something that I think is appropriate for this relationship.
Im going to change now. Dont be afraid, I wont hurt you anymore than absolutely necessary.
Willow watched as his face morphed again. It wasnt as frightening this time, and she looked at him with fascination. Even as a demon there was something sexy about him. Dark dangerous, but definitely erotic. She relaxed back into a comfortable position on the bed.
Angel was pleased. She trusted him completely. He moved to her thigh, raking his teeth across her, raising red marks on her skin. Willow shivered at the sensation. He moved to her other leg, repeating the action. Another shiver accompanied by a small moan this time.
Willow looked down at him as he moved between her legs, bringing his face to her core. She could feel the ridges of his forehead butting up against her clitoris and involuntarily tried to move her hands to clutch at his head, but her bonds prevented it. A little sound of protest escaped her, but she lay back down, waiting for his next move.
Angel took in the scent of her. Her juices were already starting to flow. Part of him wanted to thrust into her, to join with her immediately. That would defeat the point of the restraints though. He wanted her screaming for him to take her before he allowed her release. Silently, he turned his head, sinking his fangs into the warmth of her thigh and gently suckling. At the same time, he brushed her clitoris ever so lightly with his thumb. He was rewarded with a guttural moan from Willow and the sweet taste of her blood in his mouth.
Reluctant to release his stinging hold on Willow, he was concerned that hed frighten her if he took too much blood. Retracting his fangs only slightly, he gently kissed his way back up her body, hovering over her heaving breasts. Taking one taut nipple in his mouth, he gently grazed her with his fangs. Glancing up, he looked into Willows lust-filled green eyes, watching them widen as he moved from her nipple to the soft, tender underside of her breast. He softly pricked the skin with his fangs, not sinking in too deeply, just enough to cause her to arch into his mouth.
He slid one hand between her legs, grasping her core. He traced her wet slit with one finger, avoiding her sensitive clitoris. He plunged two fingers inside her heat, thrusting his fingers upwards.
As abruptly as he started, he stopped. Willow, in her frustration, growled at him as he pulled away from her. He chuckled, still wearing his game face, and Willow pulled against her bonds, trying to get at him.
Willow hurriedly crossed her legs, rubbing them together in desperate hopes of creating enough friction to give her the release that she needed.
Angel grabbed her ankles and forced her legs apart. Slipping back into his human face, he softly tsked at Willow.
Want to come, Willow? Is that what youre trying to do? You really think Im going to allow you to make yourself come?
Bastard, Willow hissed at him.
Angel slid his hands upwards along the inside of her calves and thighs, then pried her lips open with his thumbs, So wet.
His human veneer disappeared, his true face taking over again. He swooped between her legs, dragging his tongue roughly across her sex, but barely grazing her exposed clit.
He sat back on his heels with a laugh, reaching out with one of his hands to roughly pinch one of her nipples.
Again, she twisted in her bonds, Oh, God, Angel! Please! she begged.
I like it when you beg, Willow. It makes me hard.
Title: Madness Kissed (4/4)
He reached down and took his cock in his hand, pumping himself until he reached full erection. Willow watched him, longing to reach out and touch him, to make him come the way she had their first night together.
Im not going to let you come yet but I might let you make me.
Angel moved across her body, straddling her shoulders. He pressed forward and Willow eagerly accepted his cock between her lips. Without the use of her hands, she was at his mercy.
He thrust forward, forcing her mouth to widen. She gagged slightly, pulling her head back, but Angel caught her head between his hands.
Relax, Willow, he tilted her had back, opening her throat open a bit more. He moved slowly, allowing Willow time to adjust with each millimeter of his length. He felt her resistance again as her body fought against her desire to please him. Steadying the back of her head with one hand, he softly massaged her throat with the other, pushing himself further in as Willow began to relax her throat muscles.
Breath through your nose, he instructed.
Willow was fast study. She wanted nothing more than to please Angel, and it wasnt long before she was taking his full length down her throat. Angel slowly pulled out, before equally slowly forcing his way back in.
Very good, Willow. You know what to do now.
And she did. As Angel began thrusting, his pace increasing as Willow relaxed, she pulled at his cock with her mouth, sucking his hardness with all her worth. It didnt take Angel long to reach his climax as he felt his sac tighten. Ceasing his thrusts, he filled Willows mouth with his cold seed. Once again, his redhead surprised him by continuing to milk him with her mouth, swallowing everything he had to offer her.
He sank down on his heels, most of the weight resting on Willows stomach. He leaned forward, capturing her lips in a brutal kiss. He ended the kiss, his forehead resting against hers, a feral smile crossing his demon face.
Let me come, Angel. Please, she begged, bucking her hips upward in a show of her need.
Its daytime, Willow. My turn to sleep.
Wouldnt I? he teased.
Angel rolled off of her, curling against her breathless body, his head resting on her shoulder.
Angel? Dont do this please, she was quivering with desire.
Reaching across her body with one arm, his hand came to rest just underneath her breast, his thumb casually caressing her hard nipple.
Angel? Dont you dare go to sleep. Please, Angel please. Ill do anything you want just dont leave me like this.
It hadnt even registered with her that he still hadnt changed back to his human face until she felt his fangs rake across her shoulder, leaving a small red welt behind.
Oh Oh, God, Angel Willow moaned.
He readjusted his body so that he was kneeling between her legs again. He slid his hands underneath her buttocks and lifted her hips off the bed. As soon as she felt his tongue slide between her lips, she wrapped her legs tightly around his head in an attempt to force contact.
In response, he sharply nipped at the soft
skin of her innermost thigh, just missing her swollen labia. The suddenness of his
move sent waves of pleasure crashing through her body and she relaxed her legs slightly.
Willow tugged at her bonds, longing to run her fingers through his dark locks, yearning to be able to try to guide Angel to where she needed him most.
Her teacher needed no guidance. Angel knew exactly what she needed, and would give her everything in due time. His cock began to harden again as he tasted her nectar and listened to her keening and mewling. His fingers dug into her hips and he held her tightly, keeping her writhing to a minimum.
Somehow, instinctively, Angel seemed to know when she would cross the threshold between this being a game and this being something cruel. Willow was nearly incoherent, pleading with him to give her release. Letting himself slide back to his human face so as not to hurt her, he clamped down on her clit, rolling her swollen nub between his teeth before sucking deeply. Willow screamed as her orgasm ripped through her body, a sharp spasm rupturing deep with her womb. Angel lapped at the fluid her body released, the taste mingling with the blood on her thighs from his small bites. His own head began to swim, the intoxicating taste of his eager pupil filling him with a drunken lust that needed its own release.
He lowered her hips back onto the bed and plunged his cock deep inside her body, not allowing her even a moment to come down from her thunderous orgasm. Holding her inner thighs in his hands, he held her spread wide, savagely thrusting against her still-quivering body. Roughly, he dragged his thumb across her clit, unleashing a new wave of thrashing from his student. Tormenting her, he drove her quickly towards another orgasm, feeling her walls clench around his shaft.
With a shout of her name, he flooded her tight channel just as she fell over the edge into her second orgasm. Her cries echoed through the halls of the mansion as she released herself completely to Angel, holding back nothing as she joined with him.
Angel collapsed on top of Willow, completely spent, burying his face in the crook of her shoulder.
After a few moments filled with sighs and breathless panting, Willow was finally able to find her voice again.
Hmm? he mumbled.
Are we finished?
He chuckled, For now.
Could you let me go, then?
Angel had completely forgotten that her arms were still stretched out, bound by the leather straps. Quickly sitting up, he released the straps and Willows numb arms dropped onto the bed.
Sore? he asked.
Hurts, she moaned.
He leaned against the headboard and pulled Willow back into his arms. Starting with her shoulders, he massaged her arms working all the way down to her fingers. Willow flexed her fingers as Angel examined her bruised wrists.
Youll have to wear long sleeves tomorrow.
I figured that.
Im sorry I didnt mean to leave so many marks. I-Im just not used to being with someone that doesnt heal quickly.
Actually, no I was thinking more of other vampires.
For one. When I was Angelus, I had many vampire lovers.
Do your arms feel better?
Yeah Ive got the feeling back, at least.
Did you enjoy being tied up, or was it horrible for you?
Did I sound like I hated it?
The difference between screams of pleasure and screams of pain are hard to discern sometimes.
I didnt say platypus, did I?
Ok, but that doesnt count.
So, it wasnt bad, then? he nuzzled against her sweat-dampened hair, lightly kissing her earlobe.
No, it wasnt. I love everything you do to me, Angel, and everything you make me feel. Whats next?
Insatiable, he murmured against her ear, tickling her with the breath he used to form words, First off, I have to keep you on your toes, so I cant tell you what I have planned next. Secondly, I think were finished with our lessons for the day. Youve got to be starving, as am I, and we could both use a shower. If you want to stay for a while, I can make you some breakfast, or you can leave if you want to. You might be sick of me for now.
I-I dont really want to go home, she answered hesitantly, not sure if Angel really wanted her hanging around the mansion.
Good you can spend the day here with me. Its not often that I have someone around that I can talk to.
What about Buffy?
We dont talk much.
Oh, she said, understanding what he was referring to.
Being with Buffy, Willow, is usually very frustrating for both of us. We get ourselves all worked up, but then theres a point that we know we cant go past, so we end up forcing ourselves to stop, and its hard. After something like that happens, its hard to stop and have a conversation. Its nice to be able to get my fulfillment and then be able to talk afterwards.
I love her, Willow. But there are huge parts of me that I cant share with her. Maybe, with whatever this thing is that were doing, I can share some of that with you.
Willow grasped one of his hands, holding it to her mouth. She gently kissed his knuckles, caressing his palm, Were friends, Angel. You can share anything with me.
Angel wrapped his arms around her shoulders, pulling her back into a tight hug, Im going to go have my breakfast and make an omelet for you. Why dont you go take a shower?
Ok, she rose from the bed, followed by Angel.
He opened a drawer on his massive dresser and pulled out a silk pajama top and handed it to her, I only wear the bottoms.
She slid it over her head as he pulled on the bottoms. She turned to walk towards the bathroom when Angel grabbed her arm and spun her back into him, crushing his lips against hers, his tongue snaking between her lips.
He released her quickly, leaving her light-headed as he left the bedroom.
Oh, and Willow? he called out from the doorway.
Yeah? she asked, still dazed by his passionate kiss.
You deep-throat magnificently.