DISCLAIMER: I own none of the characters you recognize (though I wish I did!)
TIMELINE: BtVS Season 5; A:tS Season 2 before Angel and Darla have sex
AUTHOR'S NOTES: I'm getting pissed off with the whole "Darla's having Angel's child from that night!" So, I decided to change some things concerning that episode in question. I thought of this while I was in health (I got bored learning about female and male "reproductive systems") and I had the idea for this story in my head so I wrote it down. Enjoy!
FEEDBACK: Wanted and loved!!!
RATING: Some bad language, probably PG

Angel pushed Darla against the wall, kissing her roughly. Darla pushed him away, wondering what he was doing.

"I just want to feel something," Angel told her, almost insanely, beginning to kiss Darla again.

Angel vaguely heard the door behind him burst open and crash against the opposite wall. He felt Darla being pried away from him. Angel looked around and saw Buffy standing a little ways from him holding Darla off the floor. She looked and Angel and said, "You want to feel something with her? Really not feeling like the love of your un-life now!"

Angel blinked, finally registering that Buffy was here.

"Bu-but I do love you!" he insisted rather pathetically. "I just want to feel something."

"With her?" Buffy asked him, dropping Darla and stalking over to Angel. "It only takes me a couple of seconds to get here by teleportation! You could have called!"

Angel opened his mouth to say something, but closed it, knowing she was right. He reached for Buffy slowly, drawing her to him gently. Angel kissed her slowly, rejoicing silently inside when she kissed him back. Their passion increased and Angel started to make his way toward the bedroom. When they reached the bedroom, he picked Buffy up and closed the French doors, leaving Darla in shock. When Darla recovered from her shock, she rushed over to the door and started to beat against.

"It isn't supposed to happen this way!" she yelled through the door.

After banging on the door for a while, Darla finally quit, slumping down to the floor and leaning her head against the door.

"I'm a four-hundred plus goddamn vampire and I'm acting like a mortal teenager," Darla muttered.

She was startled a bit when the room shook with a bang, but rolled her eyes when she heard an animalistic growl and a high shriek coming from the room.

Five Hours Later

Darla looked up from the chair she was sitting on to see Buffy poke her head out of the bedroom wearing only Angel's robe.

"You're still here?" Buffy asked, flabbergasted. "God. I thought you would have left by now."

Two arms slid around Buffy's waist and Angel rested his head on her shoulder. Darla looked at Angel's eyes and noticed they looked different then before.

"Angelus?" Darla questioned, rising from her chair and walking toward him.

Angel raised his eyes to Darla before ignoring her and kissing Buffy's neck.

"I know it's you, Angelus," Darla told him confidently. "My dear boy, come her and we will kill and drink the Slayer together."

Angel chuckled, "Darla, just because the Soul is gone doesn't mean I'm going to hop back in bed with you."

Darla pursed her lips, "You'd rather bed the cheerleader then me?"

Angelus gave her a "duh" look and Buffy smirked.

"Did he hurt little Darla's feelings?" Buffy mock cooed. "Poor baby."

Darla's eyes flashed anger and she rushed forward in blind rage, ready to snap Buffy's neck. Angelus unwrapped one arm from around Buffy and held out a stake, piercing Darla's heart as she rushed forward, dusting her instantly.

"Now that that is over," commented Buffy. "Let's go back to bed."

Angelus smirked as he pulled her inside and shut the door.

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