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The Hyperion Hotel It was Midnight on Christmas Eve and the lobby of the Hyperion Hotel was aglow with the sparkling lights that decorated the Tree. All the Scoobies and Fang Gang were nestled in their beds with visions of presents and cocktails dancing in their heads. The silence in the hotel was a reprieve from the holiday music that had been playing all night as the friends celebrated. They partied long and hard, rejoicing not only for Christmas but also their defeat of the latest evil that plagued them. Upstairs in the far corner of the hotel Buffy stood at the window looking out over the bright lights of Los Angeles. Her mind played over the events of the evening and a warm smile graced her face. She never had a better Christmas. All of her family and friends gathered to celebrate and they had a blast. Even Angel, Mr. Broody himself, had laughed and had a good time shocking everyone by kidding around with Xander. She sighed as contentment filled her it had been a wonderful Christmas, one that she would remember forever. A pair of strong arms suddenly wrapped around her waist and pulled her back into a hard chest. She smiled at his non-reflection in the window and relaxed into him, laying her hands on his arms. Angel leaned down and kissed the top of her head. “What are you thinking?” He asked gruffly as his lips kissed a trail down her neck. Buffy hummed with happiness and squeezed his forearms. “I was just thinking how perfect tonight was.” He mumbled his agreement as his tongue found its way to her ear, lightly tracing the outside rim and tickling her, making her giggle. He whispered in her ear. “But the nights not over yet love. I didn’t give you your present.” She turned around in his arms and wrapped her arms around his neck. She leaned her head back so she could look at his handsome mischievous face. “Angel, you already gave me lots of presents.” And he had too, he had lavished everything on her, from clothes to jewelry, to CD’s and DVD’s, he even bought her a shiny red convertible. He was nervous about that gift because this was Buffy and she was not the best driver in the world. But she had wanted the little red Alpha so much and he couldn’t deny her anything, so he sucked it up and bought it for her. Her squeals of delight as he handed her the keys were gratification enough to settle his nerves, except the ringing in his ears that lasted about an hour. He kissed the lips that she offered him then pulled back and stroked her hair. “I have one more for you…” He kissed her neck. “Something I couldn’t give you in front of the others.” She laughed intrigued by his words. “Oh, something…naughty?” She tilted her head back to give him better access. He smiled against her neck and nipped it. “Very.” Moving his mouth over hers they smiled then kissed leisurely and slow. When they pulled away after a few minutes they were both breathless. “Well I have something else for you too.” Buffy said as she tickled the fine hairs on the back of his neck. “Buffy you’ve already given more than I could have ever hoped for.” He still couldn’t believe what she had done. He came home from Wolfram & Hart, physically and mentally exhausted but prepared to put on a happy face and have fun with the planned festivities. Instead, he was stunned to find Connor at the hotel and talking happily with Dawn. He had been so shocked to see him that he had stood there speechless like an idiot. When he finally snapped out of it Buffy was standing in front of him, a smile on her lips and her eyes moist with unshed tears. She told him that she didn’t know what to get him for Christmas, because what do you get a 250 + year old vampire that has everything. So she decided to give him the one thing that he didn’t have but most wanted in this world, his son. Connor had walked up to him hugged his shaken form and told him that he was glad to be there. He then embraced Buffy and told Angel to make sure that he held on to her, because she was worth more than anything money or magic could bring him. They had talked for hours after that and they formed a new stronger relationship than they ever had before and it was all because of her. She waved her hand, “Oh pooh that wasn’t a gift that was what you deserved. It’s the holidays; he’s family of course he’s supposed to be here.” She sounded so matter-of-factly about it that his dead heart swelled with love and he felt like it was going to burst. He tenderly stroked her cheek smiling his thanks to her. A devilish gleam appeared in her eye as she spoke next. “Nope…I had to get you something else.” She kissed him hard then spun away and ran over to the closet. He smiled and made his way to the bed where he reached underneath and pulled out a satin red wrapped box with a big black ribbon on it. When Buffy turned around and saw it she squealed with delight and ran to the bed. She toppled him over so he was flat on his back and she sat astride him, holding a black box with a red bow in front of her. Angel laughed at her antics then looked at her box and then looked back at his box and laughed harder. Buffy smiled at him. “Great minds think a like.” She said. She leaned down and kissed him then rolled over and sat Indian style on the bed. Angel sat up and did the same thing. They faced each other smiling and giggling like the lovesick fools that they were, then handed each other their gifts. Buffy attacked her gift with zealous, quickly tearing it open as Angel happily watched. She threw the top off and pushed aside the tissue paper. What she saw made her checks blush and her pulse quicken. Her smiled widen. “Angel…it’s absolutely decadent!” She jumped off the bed pulling the lacey bit of nothing out of the box. She dangled it in front of her as her eyes danced with glee looking over the garment. It was a jet-black lace bra with leather straps that crisscrossed and attached to the jet-black lace panties. She looked at the panties closer, her eyes bulged and her smile seductively widened, they were crotch less. She placed her hand over her heart and fluttered her eyelashes as him, feigning offense. “Angel! These are scandalous!” He could only leer at her suggestively as his mind imagined her in the outfit and Buffy leered back, “Dirty old man.” She jumped back down on the bed and gifted him with a big wet kiss. She drew back as he pushed forward and smiled at his now scowling face. “Open yours.” Angel huffed then started to open the gift, but it wasn’t fast enough for Buffy. “God Angel you’re supposed to open it not worship it.” Angel looking very serious said, “It’s a beautiful present Buffy, I don’t want to ruin it.” She rolled her eyes then leaned closer to assist him. “Let me show you how you’re supposed to open a present.” She started to tear at the paper ripping it open while Angel watched. When she finally had the paper off she sat back staring at him wickedly. “Open it." He looked disgruntled, “If I didn’t know any better I’d think this was your present.” “Well…in a way, it sort of is.” The look on her face was her, ‘if you only knew’ look and his eyebrow quirked up. Suddenly feeling a little nervous about opening his gift, he lifted the lid off the box. He stared in shock totally speechless for a few seconds, then looked back up at her, and then back to his gift, if that’s what you wanted to call it. He raised horrified eyes to hers. “You’re kidding…right?” he gulped. She had a hurt look on her face but inside she was laughing her ass off. The look on his face was so priceless but she knew that if she let loose with her merriment, then there was no way he would put them on. “What, you don’t like them?” Angel looked at her like she had flipped her lid. He stood up and pulled out from the box a pair of black leather chaps. He spun them around to look at the back and the front, just to make sure that he wasn’t hallucinating. “I am not putting this on!” He stated very firmly. Buffy stood up and slinked up next to him. She artfully rubbed her body against his and pouted. “But baby it’s my gift to you, and I would love to see you in them.” He smirked, “Yeah I bet you would. But it still doesn’t change the fact that these…” he held them out disdainfully, “…are something gay people wear.” Buffy looked insulted. “That’s not true, cowboys wear them, and biker’s wear them too.” He gave her a look that clearly said he was not putting them on. She frowned then pressed further against him. She let her hand slowly caress his crotch and she spoke softly. “Angel sweetie, just think if you were wearing them right now then instead of touching fabric….” she ran her fingernails down his hardening length making his body shutter, she leaned in and ran her tongue up his neck and to his ear licking it, then she hotly whispered, “…I could be touching skin.” She squeezed his cock hard as her other hand squeezed his ass. Angel purred from her attention closing his eyes as all thoughts of not putting it on flew out the window. He opened his eyes and looked at her sexy pouting face and knew he couldn’t deny her. He fixed her with a stern look and shook his finger at her. “Alright, but this never leaves the bedroom!” She smiled brightly at him then jumped up and kissed him hard. “Thank you!” Picking up her gift she sprinted to the bathroom. “I’ll be right back.” Reaching the doorway she stopped, turned around, and ogled him. “Put em’ on cowboy!” She had the audacity to wink at him and then she closed the door giggling. Angel frowned and stared at the most offending thing he had ever seen in his undead life. He held them up and put his hand through the empty space between the legs, wiggling his fingers and shaking his head. He couldn’t believe he was going to wear these. Even the demon was protesting to this degrading outfit. Leather was all fine and dandy but this…this was something that a drag queen would wear. Everything in him protested to wearing it but then Buffy’s happy smiling face swam before his eyes. He was so thankful to have her back in his life that he could only do one thing; grumbling, he started to undress. After a few minutes Buffy’s happy voice called out from the bathroom. “Are you ready?” Buffy could hear his disgruntled growling and she stifled a giggle. “Angel?” She called out sweetly. “Yes!” He screamed as he buckled the chaps closed. “Okay here I come.” Buffy opened the door and stood in the doorway giving him a chance to soak in her goodies. Which were all quite apparent, with the light on in the bathroom and the bedroom lights dim, she was bathed in a soft glow of light. When Angel turned to look at her his mouth dropped to the floor. The black lace was so fine that he could see every single crevice and curve of her delicious body. The leather straps crisscrossed down her belly and connected to the crotch less lace panties. She had put on a garter belt and sheer black silk hose and on her feet were a pair of paten leather black stilettos. Her hair was swept up in a French knot so her long supple neck was revealed to him. She was a vision of the sexiest erotic fantasy he had, at least lately, that was why he bought it for her and was he thankful he did. Buffy watched his eyes darken with lust and she smiled. Then she really looked at him and her mouth suddenly felt like the Sahara Desert. He stood tall but his body language was tense, it was obvious that he was not comfortable in his gift and she felt a little bad making him wear it. But then her eyes traveled over his broad shoulders and down his hard muscled chest and she felt herself get wet. Her gaze traveled down to his bellybutton and the brown hair that led a silky path to his hard cock. The black leather chaps encased his strong legs all the way down to his bare feet. She thanked god that she did make him put it on because he was gorgeous, even his feet were drool worthy. Her eyes lifted back up to his and he could see the lust burning back at him and it relaxed him a little. She took a slow step forward and her voice was husky with desire when she spoke. “You look so good baby…so...” her eyes traveled back down to his dick. “…yummy.“ She practically purred out the rest and Angel gulped feeling like he was being devoured with her eyes. She stood before him and he placed his hands on her waist drawing her close. She leaned into him and their mouths met for a hot fiery kiss. Buffy, unable to resist any longer, ran her hands down his naked back and over his ass. She pulled him in closer to her and his cock pushed up against her belly making her core even wetter. Nipping her lips lightly he pulled back, “You don’t look to bad yourself.” He whispered as his hand drifted down between her legs and he ran a finger over her wet cleft. Buffy arched into his hand as she grabbed his head and attacked his mouth once again. Angel moved in closer wanting to taste every part of her mouth but she pulled back. He growled at her and she smiled at him wickedly. Without a word she dropped to her knees and took his cock in her hand, stroking him up and down. He closed his eyes at the pure bliss he felt from her small able hand and he purred with satisfaction. Buffy stared at his dick her mouth watering to taste him as she continued her strong sure strokes. “See baby, easy access. Now I don’t have to wait to suck your cock.” She engulfed him completely. Her tongue tickled the top of his head as her mouth sucked him hard. Her hand continued to stroke him in sync with her mouth. She lightly scraped her teeth down the length of his long shaft as her fingers tickled his balls. “Oh…God.” His head was thrown back and he was slowly getting lost in the haze of pleasure that she created. His hand automatically went to her head and he stroked her hair encouraging her to continue. She sucked on the head of his cock and was rewarded with the pre-cum that formed at the top. She hummed and squeezed him harder as she sucked harder, drawing more of it out and into her mouth where she swallowed, enjoying the salty taste of him. For Angel it was too much and he felt his balls tighten. He forcefully grabbed the back of her head and pushed forward slamming his cock down her throat and hitting her tonsils. She squeezed his ass checks and hummed louder as he shouted out his release. “BUFFY!” He came hard and Buffy happily drank it down loving the way it slid down her throat. Riding out the ripples of his orgasm he continued to slowly pump in and out of her warm wet mouth until he was back on earth. He looked down to see her tongue expertly cleaning him up. It was such a submissive position and she looked so sexy that he felt himself get hard again. Buffy watched mesmerized as right before her eyes his cock started to swell again. She was just about to say something when he leaned down, picked her up under the arms and threw her on the bed. Before she knew what was happening she was flat on her back with her legs spread wide and Angel’s face pushed up against her wet core. She grabbed his head as her fingers splayed through his hair and pressed herself further into his face. His mouth closed over her aching clit and he started to suck. “Oh yesss Angel right there.” Angel groaned at the pure pleasure of the taste of her and he greedily drank down her juices that were freely flowing. He placed two fingers at her entrance and circled it spreading her cum. Then he trailed his fingers back to her puckered rosebud and pushed the tips inside. “ANGEL!” Buffy screamed as she felt pressure in a place that she never felt it before. Her eyes rolled in the back of her head as his mouth continued to devour her in all the right places. She was too excited and she couldn’t hold it back anymore, she came with a blinding ferocity. Her hands dropped to the side of the bed grabbing a fistful of sheets, her back arched up as her legs closed around his head and squeezed, as her body convulsed with every ripple. After a few mind-numbing minutes she lay there still as stone a blissfully content smile on her face as Angel licked her clean. When he was done he sat on the edge of the bed and roughly grabbed her, placing her on his lap. When her sensitive clit landed on his hard cock she shuttered feeling dazed again. She slid down his length then back up, riding his velvety hardness. Angel pulled out the clips in her hair letting it fall lose around her shoulders. He drew her mouth down to his and kissed her hard. Taking her bottom lip in his teeth, he pulled on it making her whimper, and then he soothed it with a long lick. He gave her a hard look, and his command was soft and unyielding. “Fuck me…fuck me hard.” The dominant tone of his voice broke through her daze and she lifted her self up and in one shot slammed down on him fully, they moaned in unison as his cock hit her womb. She leaned back and placed her hands on his knees and started to slowly rotate her hips. “Ohh…yess…fuck me!” He watched her as she started to ride him as he commanded, hard and fast. Her breasts moved up and down with her motion and he leaned his head down taking a perk nipple in his mouth and sucking on it roughly. Her hand came up to rest on his head as she held him there while he continued to suck. “Ohhh…God…I’m going to come!” She said. Angel’s face shifted and he sliced a cut through her bra breaking the lace easily with his sharp fang and then scraped her breast. Blood started to trickle out and he growled hungrily sucking on the cut, reveling in her essence. “OH GOD ANGEL!” With one last slam on his cock she came holding his head tighter to her breasts. Angel continued to suck on the cut as he came shooting his seed deep inside of her. Letting go of her breast he lapped at the cut, lovingly sealing the wound. Buffy continued to rock slowly back and forth as she came down. She held his head to her breasts and wrapped her legs around his waist hugging him tightly. “God I love you Angel…so much, sometimes I don’t know how I ever lived without you.” She gazed at him adoringly all the love she felt for him shining in her eyes. He smiled and wiped away at the sweat on her forehead. “I love you too baby.” Buffy looked down and saw the cut across the lace on her new present and she pouted. “Hey my present is ruined!” Angel smiled. Holding on to her tightly he leaned down and pulled another box out from under the bed. He handed it to her sheepishly. “I bought two.” She giggled with delight and hugged him harder. “So I’m guessing that you don’t mind your gift so much.” She teased. He hated to admit it but they were pretty handy. But if he told her she would have him wearing them everyday, he liked them but not that much. He shrugged and looked at her sternly. “Just remember what I said, nothing leaves this room.” She was a picture of innocence as she answered him. “Absolutely!” She couldn’t wait to tell Willow. The End. l be kind, rewind l back to top l
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