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Post by Buffy Anne Summers on Aug 26, 2012 14:10:40 GMT -6
- - - - - - - - - - -  - - - - - - - - - - -It had been an extremely long day in the blonde slayer's opinion. She had gone back to work after having been gone for a few days and things had been complete chaos. Luckily Joshua had taken care of a lot of it but there were still a lot of things for her to do for her own students and it was a bit chaotic. Add to that the fact that Joshua would barely look at her, let alone speak to her, it was just an awkward day all together. Also she had worn new shoes to work and they were killing her feet, however they looked amazing with the dress she had on so she really couldn’t complain much.
She laughed slightly at two of the potentials who were in the living room staring at her. Not too many of the girls saw her in anything other than jeans and tshirts as she had only been around recently when she was taking them on Patrol...so seeing her dressed up like she was had to be a bit of a shock to them. This was normal every day wear for her anymore ever since she started working at the high school, but to anyone else who was used to seeing her in jeans and the rest of her usual 'patrol wear'...this definitely was different.
In a short black sweater dress that was sleeveless she looked fairly sophisticated. The dress itself was short but since she was also short it was actually a bit longer than it should have been, falling a few inches above her knee. Paired with a new pair of black shoes that definitely weren't broken in yet and her usual cross necklace she was definitely not going on patrol. Underneath was a bra/panty set that was black with a pink bow and white polka-dots.
Of course the black messenger bag didn't fit the dress at all but she had work to do for the slayer school on her lunch break so she had dragged her laptop with her, hence the messenger bag. Normally she used a regular purse that matched her outfit but her laptop was too big to fit in a regular purse…so messenger bag it was. “Hey guys, anyone seen Willow or Giles around?†She asked them and both shook their heads. “Alrighty, thanks. Go back to what you were doing.†She told them with another laugh and headed downstairs to ask Kathy if she had seen Willow. She figured Angel would be out and about but knew Kathy would be home. Heading down the stairs she quickly knocked on the young vampire’s door and waited for her to answer…never paying attention to the fact that Angel’s door was open.
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Tag:: Angel
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Note:: <3
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Post by angel on Aug 27, 2012 12:11:28 GMT -6
Angel was slightly bored at the moment. Today he'd spent most of the day with Katheryn, though she had recently left him to go hang out with Willow instead. He was happy that she got along with everyone else so well but sometimes he wished he could keep her all to himself. Sometimes he wished that he could keep her down in the basement and simply play a game, read a book, or god...even watch those damned cartoons she liked. Was Angel that bored that he was wishing Katheryn was here to force him to watch her awful television shows? It appeared that he may have been that bored for just about the first time ever.
Right now he was reading, which, wasn't anything out of the ordinary. He'd stolen a bunch of books and diaries out of the upstairs den and had brought them down to his room. At the moment he had so many books downstairs that his entire dresser was simply covered in them. They were everywhere one looked, covering every crevice in the room and there were even some spilling out into the hallway. The only place they didn't currently cover was his bed, as he'd been reading them while laying down on his back. Ever since he'd had the bright idea to research making his soul permanent, it seemed that these thoughts had simply consumed him. They had taken over everything of his being and all of his time. Now that he'd realized it might be possible, he spent every hour of every day looking it up. Translating gypsy diaries in different dialects of Romanian, going through countless amounts of texts and prophecies. If he didn't figure it out soon, he was going to lose his damn mind.
Even before the slayer came down the stairs, Angel had known that she was in the house. It seemed that he could sense her without needing to smell her or see her. It wasn't anything new, the two had always been like that with each other. However he remained on his bed and silently waited for her to come downstairs. Soon he heard high heels clicking down the steps and entering the basement, scattering across the cement basement floor. After a few moments he could finally smell her. Scents of vanilla, lavender, flowers, and just good old Buffy filled his nostrils and he took them all in at once. As she knocked on his sister's door, he was up on his feet in one swift movement. Seemingly having appeared, he leaned against the door frame of his own room and quietly spoke out to her. "Katheryn is with Willow" he said, then watching as she jumped, not having realized he'd been behind her. With a quick and apologetic look, he looked her up and down before speaking again. She looked good. "How was work?" he then asked, not wanting to come out and ask why she'd worn that to work. In his eyes, it seemed a little too sexy for a guidance counselor...but what did he know?
::Tag:: Buffy Anne Summers
::Word count:: 525
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Post by Buffy Anne Summers on Aug 27, 2012 15:29:27 GMT -6
- - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - -Jumping slightly as she heard his voice she turned quickly before relaxing. "Jesus Angel. I swear sometimes I think that you're cryptic stealth days are over...and then days like today where you scare the hell out of me I realize that you're still the same old mysterious man who used to pop out of nowhere." She stated, putting her hand on her racing heart. She stared at her former lover for a moment, loving how…professional he looked in some respects before realizing what he said and pouting. “Well, that answers my question but not in the way I wanted. I need to talk to Willow and she’s not answering her phone. Hence me coming down to see if Kathy knew where she was.” She told him, her voice filled with a tiny bit of annoyance. If it had been her, Willow would be flipping her lid since she didn’t know where she was…but yet it was alright for her to do the same thing?
Yes, she was slightly crabby but it had been a long day and she was definitely ready to relax and just hang out for a bit before patrol tonight.
Hearing his next question she groaned. "It was alright...busy since I was gone for a few days. Joshua got most of it done but we have different students assigned to us so anything that had to do with my students had to wait until I could get it done...which made me extremely busy. Other than that it wasn't bad." She stated with a shrug, leaning on the door frame to lean down and take off her shoes, throwing them in the corner of the workout room and sighing in relief. "Ahhh, much better." She stated.
"Men are lucky...they can just throw on a pair of black shoes and be good to go. Women however have to wear heels to look nice and they are killer." She told him with a very exaggerated pout.
“Walking over so she was standing in front of him, though still giving him room so she wasn’t crowding him she looked up into his eyes, looking even shorter now that she didn’t have her heels on. “So what did you do today?” She asked, her eyes sparkling in the low lighting of the basement. She was always a curious woman but she was always even more curious about him…she liked to know as much as she could.
Word Count:: 433
Tag:: Angel
Outfit:: Click here for Buffy’s Outfit
Note:: Sorry for the length. As you know I’m exhausted. I cannot help but reply to Bangel though.
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Post by angel on Aug 27, 2012 16:00:28 GMT -6
Watching her jump he couldn't help but simply stare at her. Most people would have jumped back and asked if she was okay, but not Angel. Sometimes he tended to be a bit awkward in social situations. It didn't usually happen when he was with Buffy but hey, it did every now and then and this was one of those times. Sometimes he was just plain old awkward. Most just had to learn to deal with it if they wanted to be around him. "Sorry...I don't try to be cryptic" he told her seriously. While this was mostly true, he did sometimes get a kick out of scaring people. Sometimes it didn't end well for him. Both Buffy and Faith had punched him in the nose before for the very same thing. He would have thought by now that everyone would have been used to it but nope, most still jumped when he appeared. Perhaps he should stop with the appearing act. Then again...would he really be the same guy if he didn't randomly pop up every now and then?
Angel shrugged. "They didn't tell me where they were going. I assume to do some kind of mindless shopping...but I honestly don't know" he said as his shoulders relaxed again. Perhaps he should have been keeping better track of his little sister but being that she was with Willow, he felt as if she was safe. Plus he tried his best not to be too overbearing, though some would agree that he'd failed miserably at it. "Why? Is everything okay?" Angel asked, a bit of curiosity and also a bit of worry present in his velvety voice. Buffy seemed upset about something or another but he wasn't sure if she'd get into it with him. If she wanted Willow, more than likely it was something she didn't want him to know about, or it was something girly. However he hadn't a clue at the moment and could have been completely wrong.
The nearly three hundred year old vampire nodded as she told him about her day. Hearing Joshua's name brought up he raised his eyebrows, but they quickly lowered again. He didn't want to seem like he was too much of a jealous freak...even if he was one. However he didn't comment further on her work. It didn't seem as though it'd been a good day that she necessarily wanted to chat about. Watching her toss of her shoes and instantly shrink nearly a half of a foot, he chuckled. "Would it help if I said I liked the shoes?" he said with a sly smile. The shoes were hot and with the way they picked a woman's bottom up he couldn't help but enjoy them, though he couldn't care less what kind of shoes she wore. It was simply an observation.
Another shrug came from the man's relaxed shoulders. "Research" he said, stepping to the side so she could see all the books in his room. Besides that, he hadn't done all that much. Once she'd seen he leaned back against the door frame and simply looked at her.
::Tag:: Buffy Anne Summers
::Word count:: 543
::Notes:: Click for outfit
::Credit:: Jax[/size] |
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Post by Buffy Anne Summers on Aug 28, 2012 16:59:41 GMT -6
- - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - -Laughing at the look on his face, which almost seemed like a pout though it wasn't quite there. She had never truly seen him pout other than when he was acting like a three year old and whining about Spike but that was neither here nor there. “You may not try to act cryptic but you know, tall dark mysterious guys just tend to be that way.” She told him playfully. This was the first time they had really seen each other since the night before when they had tested the boundaries of his curse so she was attempting to keep things light.
"Everything's fine. I have a faculty dinner tomorrow night that I'm being forced to go to by my boss and I have no idea what to wear. So I was going to drag Willow and Kathy with me upstairs so they could watch while I tried on 150 different outfits being inevitably choosing the first one that I tried on." She told him with a laugh, knowing that he knew exactly how she was. That was always what happened. She would pull out ten different outfits, try on every single one of them, and then choose the first one. Even when she was shopping the same thing would happen. She always said to trust your first instincts yet she rarely listened to the advice herself.
If anyone else would have told her they liked her shoes she would have made a witty remark, but with him she simply smiled. "Yes well they kill my feet. I think I need a massage on just my feet. Or at least I would if I didn't hate feet so much. Anyone touching me needs to stay far away from my feet and why the hell am I rambling about feet?" She asked him, noticing that he was trying to keep from laughing. "Yeah yeah, laugh it up chuckles. You try wearing those death traps without breaking them in. Better yet, don't even try it. You're tall enough without them." She told him with a giggle.
Hearing his answer she immediately stopped laughing, looking in his room and seeing the amount of books he had within it. "Wow. So clearly you are a determined man on a mission." She stated, wishing he would bring up last night so that she didn't have to. She wanted to talk about it, but then again she was praying that he didn’t regret it. If so she didn’t want to talk about it.
Word Count:: 437
Tag:: Angel
Outfit:: Click here for Buffy’s Outfit
Note:: I am beyond crap today. Lol. Sorry.
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Post by angel on Sept 1, 2012 20:17:47 GMT -6
Another shrug came from the vampire. It wasn't like he wanted to be the cryptic guy in the group. However, he supposed someone had to do it. And who better than him? Giles? That was a laugh. There wasn't much mystery at all about the watcher in his opinion. His eyes cut to the slayer and one of his eyebrows twitched, almost as if it wanted to quirk but he wouldn't let it. "You forgot handsome" he said simply. Unable to hold the serious look for too long a smirk slowly crept across his chiseled face. Sometimes he thought he was kind of funny. Way funnier than Spike was or could ever hope to be.
God, fucking Spike...give me two minutes in a room alone, far away from Buffy. She won't want to be best friends with a pile of dust!
It didn't take much for him to get sidetracked and think of his utter hatred and rivalry with the bleached blonde vampire. What in the hell was that hair even all about? Angel wished the vampire still painted his nails black and gelled his hair to be curly. Oh man, how he'd like to rip on him in that case. It'd only give him more ammunition. Jesus, how had he gotten so sidetracked...
At the notice that she had a dinner tomorrow, Angel was at least glad that she wasn't upset about anything. However at the thought of her going to a dinner with that Joshua guy slightly annoyed him. Why was he so jealous of her? It was a tad bit ridiculous, not that he could help it. "I can always help you decide. Maybe a nice overcoat? Or ski jacket?" Of course he was only teasing and insinuating that he wanted her to cover up. With a small chuckle he dismissed his joke as if he truly didn't care. "But they should be back anytime now" he told her seriously, though a small smirk slightly tugged at his cheeks.
While she continued to rant about how she disliked feet, it was pretty hard for him not to laugh. In fact very hard...though he tried to keep his lips zipped nonetheless. "Not my style..love them on you, though" he added in a low, gentle tone. His voice was charming though his smile was sly. Honestly he loved the way her behind looked when she was in heels. He loved her behind in general, but the heels just made it more obvious to him. Of course he wouldn't come out and admit that though. Nope. He was a gentleman. He could definitely think about it though. Mmm.
"Very determined. Doesn't mean I don't need a break, though" he told her, cupping his hands around her face and pulling her into a sweet kiss.
::Tag:: Buffy Anne Summers
::Word count:: 494
::Notes:: Click for outfit
::Credit:: Jax[/size] |
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Post by Buffy Anne Summers on Sept 2, 2012 8:08:25 GMT -6
- - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - -A hand on one hip she tilted her head to the side, pretending to give him the once over to see if she agreed if he was handsome or not. Now, any woman with eyes...hell any man with eyes too (though they'd never admit it unless they were into men) knew that Angel was one of the most handsome men out there. Sure she was in love with him but even if she wasn't she would be in awe by his features...but she wasn't going to tell him that. "Yeah, I guess." She stated, not being able to stop the laugh from surfacing. "Just kidding, you know you're gorgeous." She stated with a grin.
She could see the bit of tension that he held on his shoulders when she mentioned the faculty dinner and when he stated something along the lines of a ski jacket (even if she was skiing she wouldn't wear that) or an overcoat (yeah no) she could tell that it bothered him for some reason. She opened her mouth to speak but he continued on to tell her that they should be back sometime soon (she assumed he was talking about Kathy and Willow). "Okay as much as I love you, you will not be helping me choose my wardrobe for tomorrow night thank you very much." She told him, her eyes shining with a playful glint in them. "You'd either try to cover me up or tell me I looked good in everything. I need someone whose going to tell me if my butt looks big in something or if makes me look like I'm 13 or 63. So while I appreciate the offer I'll wait for Willow and your sister." She told him with a smile, though her voice was teasing.
She rolled her eyes at her...yeah, still didn't have a title for him, she laughed. "You're such a man Angel." She stated simply, though it was clear what she meant. He knew most men loved women in heels, no matter what the pain they had to endure. It was also like the men who rolled their eyes at their girlfriends, wives, sisters, friends, whoever, when they complained over cramps yet if they had to go through one tiny pit of it they'd be curled in a ball sobbing. Yeah, men annoyed her with that one.
Feeling all of her annoyance fly out the window as she felt his hands cup her cheeks, she looked up at him just in time to feel his lips against hers. "Mmm" She let out softly, closing her eyes as she melted into him. "Love you." She whispered before burying her head into his chest. "But do you mind if we go at least sit down for a minute? My feet really do hurt." She asked, knowing she was breaking the romantic vibe he had created but not being able to help it. If she had any chance of being able to go on patrol tonight she needed a tiny bit of rest for her feet.
Those heels were going in the damn garbage.
Word Count:: 529
Tag:: Angel
Outfit:: Click here for Buffy’s Outfit
Note:: <3
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Post by angel on Sept 2, 2012 17:38:57 GMT -6
Angel simply stood there while she inspected him, giving him the once over to see if he qualified as handsome or not. Honestly he'd expected her to begin laughing after she joked about 'guessing' he was handsome. That girl couldn't hold in a laugh to save her life. Especially when she was so clearly joking and yet lying through her teeth. "Am I?" he asked with a shrug. "Guess I hadn't noticed" he then added for extra measure. His own desire to laugh was great but unlike Buffy, he could actually hold it back. However she could probably tell that he was holding it back from her. The corners of his mouth just barely raised as if they desperately wanted to smile but couldn't.
Obviously she wasn't a fan of his offer to help her. Which he hadn't truly meant anyways. Not that he wouldn't help her because he would if she asked, but he would probably be god awful at it. Angel hadn't a clue about fashion. His wardrobe basically consisted of all blacks, dark blues, and greys. If he wore anything else, it was because Katheryn picked it out and forced him to wear it. "How could something make you look big...when you're not big at all, in anyway, in any place on your body. This is why I don't help" he said with a small chuckle. The laws of fashion simply hadn't a chance in Angel's head. He didn't believe there was a way to make Buffy's butt look too good. After all, it was the best butt he'd ever seen.
Angel waved away his offer. "Fine, fine. But don't come to me when Katheryn makes you wear Hello Kitty to your dinner." Trying to keep a straight face, he realized that Katheryn actually might try that. Honestly he couldn't promise that he wouldn't laugh his ass of if she succeeded. However he also doubted that Buffy would allow that to happen. Didn't mean it wouldn't be funny as hell.
At her next comment he had to think for a moment. "I guess that's a good thing?..." he asked, though it was rhetorical more than an actual question. He supposed it was far better than being a woman. Or at least a man called a woman, right? Though truth be told he wasn't a man at all. No, he was a demon who paraded about like a man. However that wasn't something he liked to think about too often.
The vampire nodded that they could indeed go sit down for a moment to rest her feet. However he didn't allow her to move, and instead scooped her up in his arms and carried her to his bed. "See? Didn't even need to use your feet" he told her softly, setting her down so that she was seated on the edge of his bed. It was a small gesture and probably totally corny but he knew she wouldn't mind. "Are you planning on going anywhere tonight, or..." he started to ask, but didn't end up finishing his statement. He would let her tell him what the 'or' was.
::Tag:: Buffy Anne Summers
::Word count:: 554
::Notes:: Click for outfit
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Post by Buffy Anne Summers on Sept 2, 2012 18:05:45 GMT -6
- - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - -Rolling her eyes, she took the compliment modestly but at the same time, like any true woman who of course had to argue. "Again, you are such a man. You don't notice the little things. I'm way too short which means that people tower over me. My thighs are too big for my body and I need bigger boobs." She stated with a pout, knowing she was being ridiculous but not being able to help herself. Come on, what woman doesn't argue over everything, especially with someone who knows them well enough to know that they were joking? Exactly, point given.
Her horror was clearly shown on her face at Angel's comment about wearing Hello Kitty...both that she could see it happening and the fact that he knew what Hello Kitty was. "Okay, you need some guy friends." She stated with a laugh. "And as much as I adore your sister, no way is she getting me into Hello Kitty. I didn't wear that crap when I was younger, let alone at twenty five." She stated with vigor, knowing that anyone who knew her would know that while she did have some more childish tastes sometimes (Mr. Gordo, her Yummy Sushi pajamas, and her cow print pajamas just to name a few) there was no way she was showing up to anything other than bed in Hello Kitty stuff...and even then she doubted she would do it.
Letting out an 'eek' followed by a giggle and a sigh she leaned into his chest as he swept her up into his arms. Ahhh, this was definitely the life. "The merits of dating a vampire, they can easily pick you up and haul you around so your feet are saved from the evil that is heels. Would you be willing to carry me around everywhere so I never have to walk again? I'd be about 500 pounds as I like to eat way too much so I need exercise but that's okay." She stated randomly, knowing that he would just laugh at her.
Hearing his question she shook her head. "Nope, not planning on it. Thankfully I did some shopping last week so I have clothes, just have to pick them up. Other than that and a quick patrol later unless Faith calls me and tells me she can handle it I am here for the night." She stated before shooting him a questioning look. "Why did you have plans? If so don't let me keep you." She told him honestly, though silently hoped he wasn't up to anything tonight. She loved their quiet nights in and would really love another one, though again, if he had plans she wouldn’t intrude.
Word Count:: 462
Tag:: Angel
Outfit:: Click here for Buffy’s Outfit
Note:: <3
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Post by angel on Sept 2, 2012 22:41:27 GMT -6
Why does she always roll her eyes at me? They're gonna get stuck like that someday... Taking a seat next to her on his bed, he used his foot to push away some of the books on the floor. The man was starting to feel slightly claustrophobic with all of the books cluttering his room at the moment. It was necessary though as he needed the best selection possible to try and figure this out. Looking back up to Buffy, he heard her rambling on about her body and his brows furrowed. Listening to all of the parts of her body that she didn't like, his eyes began to move up and down her body to all of those parts. When they reached her eyes again, he gave her a look of adoration. "I love how tall you are...or how not tall you are. Your thighs are perfect and...well, let's just say everything is perfect." Clearly he hadn't wanted to come right out and say that he loved her boobs. Quite frankly even thinking the word boobs made him slightly uncomfortable. Boobs...stop thinking about boobs...damn it.
The look on her face when the words Hello Kitty came from his lips was absolutely hysterical. His sister was one of the people he spent the most time with and she'd forced him to learn several things he wished he hadn't. When she told him he needed guy friends he made a pouting face. Even if I did have guy friends...Spike sure as hell wouldn't be one. "You say that now, but that's what I said about jeans...Katheryn is very convincing" he said seriously. Which, she was. Katheryn pretty much didn't stop until she got her way concerning whatever it was. It was just how she'd always been. Wasn't a bad thing, sometimes it just ended badly for others.
Simply chuckling at her request to be carried everywhere, he didn't know what to say to that one. If he said yes he had to think about her being five hundred pounds. If he told her no he looked like he didn't love her. So instead he simply stayed quiet after he laughed. Seemed like the safest route for him at the moment.
A wave of relief hit him when she stated she didn't have any plans. Thankfully enough, as he sort of missed her during the day. It was pretty bad when he disliked her leaving for work. His head nodded to her after she explained why she didn't have any plans. When he caught her giving him the eye, he let out a small chuckle and simply smiled at her. He could tell her the truth...or he could make up something to drive her insane. Sounded like fun. God knows I could use a laugh after staring at these books all day. His eyes shot to the books at the floor as he purposely acted like he was avoiding making eye contact. "I do..I have, well...a date, actually." With this he continued to avoid eye contact. He usually didn't mess around like this, but he could definitely use the entertainment.
::Tag:: Buffy Anne Summers
::Word count:: 549
::Notes:: Click for outfit
::Credit:: Jax[/size] |
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Post by Buffy Anne Summers on Sept 2, 2012 23:04:46 GMT -6
- - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - -Laughing at his words about being perfect she blushed a bit, though not as much as most girls would who were being called perfect by a man as handsome as Angel. She knew that he loved her so even if she did have any imperfections (which she could name a couple hundred) that he wouldn’t care because he loved her. He loved her imperfections just like she loved those about him that were slightly imperfect…not that she could come up with any at the moment. Okay, the fact that he was so anal about his hair was a slight imperfection. She loved his hair but if she even touch it while they weren’t making out, he’d freak out. She’d never tell him that it made her laugh but still, it was true.
Tilting her head to him she shook her head. "I don't care how convincing she is, it aint happening. She may be one of the cutest kids, if not the cutest kid, that I've ever seen...but she's not cute enough to get me into Hello Kitty. Nuh-huh, aint happening." She stated resolutely, her eyes taking on Willow's resolve face in an effort to show how serious she was. Again, she loved Kathy but was totally not happening. Even she had her limits.
Wow, that one stung. Hearing the words that he had a date she immediately stiffened, not sure how the hell to take that. She should have been prepared for that...but she wasn't. After all, technically they weren't together so he was free to date whoever the hell he wanted...not that she wanted him too. Wow, she didn't even know how to react. Guess she was patrolling by herself tonight...probably a good idea since she had the sudden urge to go beat up something, or several something’s as the case may be. "Oh." She stated, trying to sound enthusiastic but completely falling flat.
Standing up she quickly maneuvered around him, heading towards the door. "I'm going to go grab my shoes and then I'll be out of your way then. Gonna grab an early patrol and then head to bed. My feet hurt so you know, probably a good idea to rest them." She stated before moving even further towards the door. "Night Angel." She told him over her shoulder, wanting to get her shoes, go upstairs, change and go out on patrol.
Vampires of the world beware…the slayer was on a mission.
Word Count:: 419
Tag:: Angel
Outfit:: Click here for Buffy’s Outfit
Note:: <3
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Post by angel on Sept 3, 2012 16:11:51 GMT -6
Originally it hadn't sounded like a decent idea to play with the slayer a little bit. It wasn't something that he did very often and so he was thinking maybe it would lighten the mood a bit. However at seeing the look of shock and awe on her face, he knew that was not the case. Instead he had seemingly managed to completely and utterly kill the moment. In his mind all he could hope for was that it was repairable, though with the hurt coming into her eyes he couldn't be sure just yet. It slightly surprised him that she even really believe him. The vampire rarely ever got out of the house other than to patrol or go out on a mission. So who could he possibly be going on a date with? It slightly disappointed him that she really thought he'd do that to her. Never would he disrespect her like that. Besides, as far as he was sure they were currently together. Now he needed to attempt to fix this without getting his skull cracked open. Yeah, he was never going to forget that one...
In all reality he should have probably have known that this was a very idea. When it came to him Buffy was extremely jealous, as he was of her. Not to mention that the topic of them being with other people was a very fragile subject. Perhaps he should have thought this through a bit better before actually doing it. Usually he was someone who would over think everything, so he couldn't believe he'd been so rash with this. This probably hurt her feelings even more than he could see in her eyes. She drew her eyes away from him and then stood up, beginning to leave the room. She really believed him...he nearly couldn't believe it.
Standing up as well, he used his vampiric speed to his advantage. Usually he tried not to use it while in the house around others but she was walking so quickly it was pretty much necessary. Coming up behind her, he wrapped his arms around her waist from behind her. "I have a date Buffy" he said, pushing strands of hair away from her neck and leaning in to whisper into her ear. "With you" he then added, his lips brushing her ear just barely. Below his hands were once again wrapped around her waist just above the waist of her pants. Hopefully this would make up for his earlier stupidity...
::Tag:: Buffy Anne Summers
::Word count:: 427
::Notes:: Click for outfit
::Credit:: Jax[/size] |
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Post by Buffy Anne Summers on Sept 3, 2012 16:33:41 GMT -6
- - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - -There were times that she really loved the fact that she was in love with a vampire. She loved how he could pick her up without any effort. She loved how he could fight beside her without her constant need to defend him jumping within her. She loved how he could understand why things got her down every once in awhile. She loved how he could understand her life in general since it was so chaotic all the time. She loved that he seemed to have a radar within him that meant that he could find her wherever she was. She loved how he understood her, plain and simple.
This however was not one of those times.
At the precise moment that she was at the frame of the door she felt his arms wrap around her. She fought with the natural inclination to kick and fight against him as she would with any other vampire or attacker, but she calmly (as calmly as she possibly could) reminded herself that this wasn’t an attacker, that this was Angel…the love of her life. Yes, the love of her life who had a date with another woman at the moment who she was currently leaning against and who was whispering in her ear and…oh…
Wow, she felt like an idiot.
Hearing his words that he had a date with her, she immediately felt herself relax, as well as felt herself blush down to the tips of her roots. Okay, so she should have expected that. Angel was not someone who was the type to cheat or fool around or whatever you would all it since they weren’t together. He was also not one who disrespected someone and him going out with someone else while just having experienced what they did yesterday would have been disrespect in both of their eyes.
Yet for some reason she hadn’t realized that before he had spoken the words. “Thank god.” She whispered, leaning her head into his shoulder as her neck became open to him, though she hadn’t meant to give her neck to him like that as she knew he didn’t like it. She had simply been relieved and had laid her head on his shoulder. “Glad to see that I didn’t have to kill you’re date.” She quipped, feeling much better without really any time to allow herself to calm down, simply feeling calm in his arms. “So we have a date huh?” She asked playfully, her eyes still closed. “What are we doing?”
Word Count:: 433
Tag:: Angel
Outfit:: Click here for Buffy’s Outfit
Note:: <3
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Post by angel on Sept 3, 2012 19:25:56 GMT -6
Immediately as the words hit her ear he felt all of her body soften against him. All of the earlier tension that had been there had seemingly left. Her muscles became less tensed again and she relaxed into him. A tiny smile came upon him as he heard her thank god that he didn't have a date with anyone else. At least she cared and he knew that, as if she hadn't been mad it probably would have been a lot worse feeling. She should have known he would never do that to her. At least now she knew, now she knew he was all hers. Just as she was all his. Although he was far from a neanderthal the way he laid claim to her was slightly like a caveman. In his mind she was his. Even though they hadn't been together while she'd been with Spike in his mind, she'd still been his. Which was an entirely different thought process he would rather avoid at the moment.
As she draped herself across him she managed to completely expose her neck to him. Which in any relationship wouldn't be a big deal at all. However in their relationship...well let's just say it made him slightly uncomfortable. One, because she'd allowed Angelus to drink from her. Two, because she'd forced him to drink from her before. And thirdly for the obvious reason of it looking awful delicious and seeing the artery in her neck palpitate. As much as he could though he attempted to ignore it. "Hmm..." he hummed as she asked what they'd be doing. Honestly he hadn't a clue. But if he got his way...they'd be having a slight repeat of the other night. What they'd done the other night had been absolutely huge, though he hadn't gotten the chance to return the favor just yet.
His lips planted themselves just below her ear, at the nape of his neck and he laid one wet kiss against it. "Maybe a little bit of this" he said, planting another kiss along her neck. "Or this" he added, going a bit further back up towards the side of her jaw. He couldn't reach her lips at the moment with the way she was facing, but he could at least kiss the side of her jaw line. While he continued to give her wet kisses his hands slowly slid down her hips along the fabric of her dress. Once he hit bare skin they began to slide back up, this time bringing her dress with it. "Or this..." he added, bringing her dress even further up and fully exposing her thighs.
::Tag:: Buffy Anne Summers
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Post by Buffy Anne Summers on Sept 3, 2012 22:26:15 GMT -6
- - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - -She had thought she had been in heaven after jumping in the portal thanks to Glory...but she had been wrong. Nope, this was heaven right here. In big strong arms that no one could harm her in. Feeling his chest press against her back, reminding her that he could hold her up if he she ever needed him to be the strong one...this was peace...this was tranquility...this was heaven. She usually wasn’t one to lean on others after being burned and hurt so many times, but with Angel…she knew she could trust him to take care of her. Not that she needed someone to take care of her…but being the one in charge at all times tended to be exhausting, so at this precise moment she figured she would let Angel take care of her…at least for a few minutes before she wanted to take control again.
She heard him hum in response to his question and she prayed they weren't going anywhere. Her poor feet couldn't handle it and she really wanted to get out of the dress that she was in and into something more comfortable. As much as she loved dressing up to go to work, she also missed the days where it was acceptable to hang out in jeans and a tank top and a jacket. Granted she didn't do that often in school even when she could, but it was still nice to know that she could. Now she had a dress code and she found that she really didn't like it.
Her breath hitched as she felt his lips below her ear, and her eyes fluttered clothes as she lost herself in the sensation of his lips against her skin. She loved this man and good god did he have soft lips. She would never tell him that as he was a man and probably would draw offense from it, but he truly did.
Feeling his hands go slowly down her thighs she groaned and was actually fairly surprised at the fact that his hands were coming back up, but were bringing her dress with it. "I like the way you think." She told him in a breathless voice, finally turning around in his arms. "However I would prefer if we could continue this...what did you call it...date...with the door closed as I really don't revel in the idea of someone walking in." she told him slyly, hoping he would take the hint and get them into the room with the door shut and on the bed.
Then he could continue on with whatever he wanted to do...she was his.
Word Count:: 449
Tag:: Angel
Outfit:: Click here for Buffy’s Outfit
Note:: <3
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