Choose your own adventure

Buffy pulled Angel aside as Gunn and Wesley fought the last two vamps. Cordelia was caught in their fight as well, watching intently to see if she should jump in to help. Angel tried to pull away from Buffy to help his friends, but The Slayer was not going to be dissuaded.

"They can handle it," Buffy whispered, pushing him back from the horrible room, "You need to get home before you're stuck in this smelly place all day. Come on." She urged quietly, pressing against him suggestively, "They'll be fine."

Angel looked from Wes, Gunn and Cordy and then back to Buffy. He felt her small hand on his arm, tugging him away and he allowed it, turning with her and running from the warehouse. The sky was beginning to brighten and they both knew it was only a matter of minutes before the sky became deadly. Buffy clasped his hand in hers and urged him to run faster with her.

Halfway to the hotel, Buffy changed directions and led him into a large apartment building. The doorman opened the door with a pleasant nod in greeting, "Good morning, Miss Summers."

"Morning George," Buffy said, smiling back. "Daddy said that my fiance` and I could stay here tonight. Please see that we aren't disturbed."

"Of course," he said, closing the door behind them with a smile.

Buffy tugged Angel along with her as crossed the plush lobby and pressed the "up" button on the elevator. Angel barely had time to think about what to do next when he found himself pressed against the wall as the doors closed, taking them up to the penthouse. Buffy threaded her fingers through his hair, pulling his mouth roughly down to hers before sucking greedily at his lips and tongue.

"Buffy," Angel panted, pulling away with much difficulty, "What are you doing? This is your father's place?"

"Daddy's out of town and I want you all to myself," she said, pressing harder against him, "I'm tired of being apart. I can't even remember why you left now."

"Let me remind you," he whispered before morphing into his game face. Gesturing at his distorted features he lisped around his fangs, "This is just one of a hundred reasons why I left."

"It's not good enough," she insisted, pushing him out of the elevator as the doors opened, revealing a large marble floored hallway. She fumbled in her pocket for the keys before quickly opening the door and ushering him inside. She pushed him back into the large room until he tumbled back on the couch, landing in the perfect position for her to lie on top of him. "I want you," she repeated, "Here. Now."

"Buffy," Angel said, keeping his game face intact and adding a growl to his words, "Soul. Demon. Vampire. Ringing a bell here, love?"

"Nope," she answered, smiling wolfishly before swooping down to nip at his exposed neck. He gasped as she bit down and wiggled closer to him, grinding against him.

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