SERIES: "Dreamer"
DISCLAIMERS: Sadly, I don't own anyone or anything.
DISTRIBUTION: My site. Your site. Wherever as long as you ask and I'll say yes, most likely.
RATING: PG
TIMELINE: Future-ish
SUMMARY: Um....just a lot of fluff I guess.
AUTHOR'S NOTE: This is a fic set in the future, their is no happiness clause in the curse, though Angel is still a vampire with the ring of amara (or something like that).
AN 2: The initiative doesnt exist, Riley was not and never will be Buffy's bf. There was no Parker either. buffy was been faithful to angel.
FEEDBACK: PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE!!!!!!!! .
AN3: Okay, so the titles all weird, oh well. Dreamer is a temp. name right now until my brain works properly.

Buffy was bored.

Sitting tiredly in her seat, trying desperately to concentrate on what the professor was saying. She was unable to stay still for more than a few seconds, anxious to getting home where she knew her boyfriend was waiting for her and the pleasures that would come with him.

Glancing up at the clock, letting out a huge sigh when she realized she had five more minutes of torture to endure.

Professor Walsh was going on and on about something about the importance of a healthy relationship. Buffy could care less. Obviously, Willow cared a great deal about it more then Buffy ever could. Of course, Willow cared about almost everything, mostly school, then Buffy.

Noticing her friend's twitching and sighs, Willow looked up from her notes to glance at her friend. Buffy gave her a small smile and Willow smiled back. Willow knew exactly why Buffy was so anxious to get out.

Willow wasn't the only one who noticed Buffy's movements in her seat.

"Miss Summers, would you like to share to the class whatever that's gotten you all hyped up?"

As everyone's stares turned to Buffy, she could feel the rush of blood to her face, twitching even more under the scrutiny of her classmates and teacher. Shaking her head and sinking lower into her seat, hoping everyone would turn away and pay attention the lecture Professor Walsh had been talking about.

After about five more seconds, everyone turned their gazes back to Walsh and she began her lecture again.

Letting out a huge sigh of relief that no one was paying anymore attention to her, she straightened and glanced at Willow who had a knowing grin on her face. Buffy glared back at her.

When the bell rang two minutes later, she was the first out of the room. Embarrassed, frustrated, and anxious to get to her boyfriend, she stormed out of the building and into the sun, standing on the steps.

She was fuming and tryig to calm herself down, not wanting to let her boyfriend see her so frustrated, that she didn't notice that someone was watching her.

The arms on the back of her arms and neck rose and goosebumps all over her arms. Shivering, she turned around and saw no one staring at her.

Shrugging, she was about to go down the steps when muscular arms encircled her waist from behind, something glinted on his finger.

She gasped as she was pulled back into a very muscular chest, shivered when she felt his hot breath on her neck.

"Bad day?" he asked in her ear, his voice smooth with a husky ring to it.

Sighing at being in the familiar circle of his arms, she leaned back and nuzzled closer.

"Horrible. I couldn't get out of class fast enough and the teacher was being mean." Jutting out her lower lip in a cute pout as he chuckled.

Unable to resist, he leaned down and captured the protruding lip with his own and gave it a little knick with his teeth.

She moaned and leaned her head on his shoulder, turning her face towards his for another kiss.

His lips captured hers in a gentle kiss. When he finally released her lips, she was breathless and a smile so bright the sun didn&

8217;t' even compare to it.

"Angel, what are you doing here?"

"I missed you. I couldn't wait until your class was over so I came here. I wanted to surprise you."

"Well, you did. Congratulations, you got my mind off of the evil that is called Professor Walsh." Giving him a kiss as a prize, pulling away before it got out of hand.

Angel released her and grabbed her hand in his cold one, a ring shining on his right hand.

"Come on." He pulled her towards the courtyard. As they reached the center, where a big tree grew, she saw that he had laid out a blanket and a picnic basket under the tree.

Smiling, she looked up at him, making his heart lurch.

When they reached the tree, she threw her arms around his neck, still smiling.

"You are the most sweetest guy ever! I love you!" She kissed him again and this time, he had to pull away or he was going to take her right now, under this tree, in front of everyone.

"Buffy, honey, we have to stop."

Buffy pouted.

"Fine." She relented.

Angel sat down, his back to the tree, and pulled her into his lap. He pulled the basket closer and began to unload them. Having a hard time concentrating since Buffy was kissing and biting his neck. "Buffy...honey....Buf-ah!" He shrieked as he felt her bite him extremely hard. Pulling her away from him before she could do more damage to his already aroused body.

Buffy pouted again but focused her attention on the food laid out before her. Smiling again, he was so sweet!

Buffy sat on Angel's lap as he fed her. Feeding her some fruit in between kisses. The feedings and kisses continued for awhile before either of them decided to get back to his apartment to sate their needs.

Packing the things, they walked hand in hand towards his car.

The drive home was a fast one, kisses were shared when there were red lights and groping when Angel's attention was on the road, although half-hearted the attention was, he didn't want them to get killed!

Finally, they made their way into the apartment and landed on the bed, Buffy beneath Angel's weight as the groped each other.

"So, how was your day?" Angel said, his voice husky.

He dodged a slap and chuckled at her before he caught her lips in a fervious kiss.

They made love all day long, having naps in between, of course.

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