Human Society

Author: Snoopy

Disclaimer: I do not own them. Wish I did. They belong to Joss Whedon a.k.a The Devil.

Feedback: Does Angel look yummy in leather pants? snoopy

Summary: AU. Buffy was abandoned when she was little, and raised by wolves. How will she adapt to society when a handsom young man finds her?

Spoilers: None that I can think of.

Dedications: To Kait!

Rating: R, possibly NC-17 later on...

N1: I was in Florida, and I think all the beautiful trees where getting to me, and I had this idea. Anyways, I think it was because we had no cable t.v, and I was stuck with a house full of boys, that I was getting too much ideas. I think this is somewhat like The Jungle Book, only not. Just the raised by wolves idea.

N2: Uh not to sure about the whole wolf style of living or what age they live up too. I only used some of the things I knew about them from the books I've read, so I'm sorry if I did a bad job on that.

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Part 1

Brazil 1981

The jungle lay in quiet rest. It was near dawn, and the birds were just waking to sing their morning song's.

A gunshot rang out. A flock of parrots, that were resting beneath the canopy of a large willow tree, flew in a frightened hurry for safety.

A man and a women ran through the shrubs, and tall grasses, carrying a suitcase. The women had something wrapped up in a pink blanket, huddled close to her chest. They dodged roots, and small animals on their way to freedom. Another shot rang out, this time closer. The man looked behind him, making the outlines of several men with gun's. He ushered the women along.

"They're gaining on us," the panic in the man's voice was evident. Because he was in such a hurry, he failed to notice the root sticking out of the ground. He tripped, and fell to the hard jungle floor.

The women didn't notice until she was a good few feet ahead of him. She stopped, about to run back to him, when he spoke.

"No leave me. You have to go, they're getting closer," he demanded. She looked paniced, and started to weep. There was rustling in the large bushes, and shadows coming closer.

"They came this way. They haven't gone far," a man shouted out.

The women gave one more glance to the fallen man, and turned running toward some large boulders. Holding the bundle close she hide behind a large rock. The bundle started to cry. She lifted the top fold of the blanket to reveal a baby girl. The women tried to calm the enfant down. Another gunshot ran out. She looked in the direction her husband had been.

"Jon," she whispered brokenly.

"We got the man. Find the women, she has the rest of the jewels."

The women glanced at her baby one last time, before taking the necklace she wore around her neck, and placed it on her daughters neck. The baby smiled at her, and she leaned down and gave her a kiss on her forehead.

"Momma's going to have to go now little one. I don't want you endanger. Maybe someone will come along, I pray to God someone does," she whispered, tracing the letters on the necklace.

"Daddy loved you very much. And so do I. I will never forget you my sweet little Buffy." With one last look, the women covered the baby's head, and placed her in the tall grasses, and made a run for it.

She didn't get far. Two shot's rang out, and then a dull thud. Several footstep's were heard, as men surrounded her dead body, searching out for the missing jewels.

"We found them," a man called out.

"Excellent. That will teach these thieves to steal from us. Dispose of the bodies before someone comes along," the leader most likely, ordered. They gathered both bodies, and the men. No one noticed the pink blanket by the boulders.

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The wolves were hungry. They're pack leader had lead them to the clearing, where food was a sure find. A mother and her three pup's, were snacking on a rabbit, when one of them wandered off, exploring through the tall grass. On his way the small pup encountered a pink blanket. He sniffed at it for a few minutes, before he gave it a sharp nudge. The blanket started to give a shrill cry, alarming the mother, who was now resting in the grass. She hurried over to the sound, guarding her pup, from the unknown object. She bent down, caustiously and took a few delicate sniffs. The blanket moved a few times, before the mother wolf grabbed at the edges and removed the top fold.

Underneath she discovered a smiling baby. One of the pup's moved forward, interested by the bald, white object. He nudged it around a few times, when two tiny hand's reached up, and grabbed at his nose. He whimpered and scrambled under his mother's legs. The mother wolf bent down again, and the baby petted her nose also. She licked at the tiny fingers, and then at the small face. A howl was heard in the distance, and the mother wolf grabbed the ends of the blanket, and carried the baby away with her.

Night had fallen.

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18 years later

The rabbit nibbled on the grass peacefully, completely unaware of the intense gaze that was on its back. From the tall grass, something waited. Waited for the rabbit to move, before it struck. The rabbit moved over to a wildflower. The thing moved closer, wild blonde hair blowing softly in the light breeze.

Moving stealthly, it tredded through the grass, but it failed to noticed the twig hidden under the dead leaves, and stepped on it, snapping it in half. The rabbit looked up, its ears twitching. Looking around its surrounding, it hopped away, finding nothing in the clearing. The thing in hidding sprung out, but it was to late. It's prey had gotten away. Growling in frustration, it stood to its full height. Its blonde hair falling to its waist, dirt and mud smeared all over its nude body. The light from the sun reflected off something wrapped around its neck, the jewelery shinning brightly. The word 'Buffy' was inscribed into it, in gold. The missing girl had been found.

She turned sniffing the air. Nothing.

She headed back to the cave, where her mother waited for her. She rested next to her, nudging the aging wolf.

Over the years, she had learned everything from the wolves of her pack. They taught her how to hunt and kill. Survival was key in her life.

Even though she was different, she was considered part of their family. She had grown in the passed years. Her blonde hair was down to her waist, the leaves and dirt not hiding the healthy looking shine that was underneath it all. Her tanned skin was smeared in dried up mud and dirt. Her finger nails were long and brittle. From the distance she almost did look like a wolf.

As night fell, she got up and went exploring. She enjoyed the darkness. During this time, she couldn't be spotted. And she didn't need to be spotted, as she closed in on her favourite spot. She sat down on her calves, and watched as two people, a man and a women, walked around a house that was made of almost all windows.

As she had learned survival from the wolves, she had learned to be, by the two people in the house. They had taught her many things, the most important was the knowledge of speech. As she observed them now, she heard some rustling coming from her left. Getting down in a defensive stance, she gave a low growl, telling whatever was out there to show itself. There was some more rustling and then a voice.

"Geez man. Next time, I say we bring a map with us. This man, is no Tarzan. I don't appreciate the walk through the wilderness. I'm sure something will eat us soon, because if it doesn't, I'm going to kill you for being an idiot!"

Buffy looked up as two men walked out of the bushes, flashlights waving around the area. When it shone on her, she lifted her hand, guarding her eye's from the on coming glare. They quickly dropped it from her face, and examined the rest of her.

"Holy shit!" A man with dark hair exclaimed.

"Shut up Xander. You'll scare her away," the other one told his friend.

"Is that really a bad thing," Xander asked nervously. He glanced at Buffy again. She looked at him, confusion written all over her face. He lifted his hands in surrender. He took a step toward her, but when she growled he stopped.

"Okay, don't worry, I'm just going to stay over here in my corner. No where near you," he gave a little laugh, at the face she gave him. He turned to his friend.

"Angel, man there is a naked chick in front of us. What the hell is up with this jungle. First it's cursed because we lost the others, and now I think I wanna be lost forever in here," he told him, then added as an after thought,"do you think there's more naked women out here? If there are I call the first dibs."

Angel wasn't paying Xander any attention. His eye's were solemly trained on the beautiful girl infront of him. He took a step toward her, ignoring Xander's protest of having his 'dick ripped off by the pissed off naked girl.'

She seemed to be caught up in his gaze. As he approached her, she gave a low growl, but did not back away when his hand reached out and touch the necklace around her neck.

"Buffy," he read out loud.

"What?" Xander asked.

"Her name is Buffy. It say's so on her necklace."

He moved his finger's over the letters, still consious of the intense gaze she was giving him. He looked up into her dirty face, and smiled. A few seconds later she stopped growling and gave a twitch of her lips, before a smile broke out on her face. She moved forward, and nuzzled the hand that was still out stretched towards her. He gave a soft chuckle, which made her shiver. She moved in closer, and sniffed his neck, before giving him a few licks. From behind Angel, Xander watched the whole exchange. He was so caught up in it, he almost missed the howls coming towards them.

From the bushes, about a dozen wolves appeared, growling low in their throats.

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Part 2

"Uh Angel, maybe you should move away," Xander stated. Angel dislodged Buffy from her spot, not missing the whimper of protest she gave, and moved to stand next to Xander again.

"Yeah, maybe your right."

Buffy regretfully glanced away from Angel, so she could turn around and stare at her pack. She narrowed her eyes and gave a low growl in warning, when some of the wolves moved toward Angel and Xander. They quickly stopped. Two wolves moved back, and from the back Buffys mother moved forward. She went over to her adopted daughter, and licked her cheek. Buffy gave her a soft nuzzle inreturn.

Xander and Angel watched on the side line, examining the whole thing in the little light they received from the flashlights.

"Do you think she's with them?" Xander asked. He had no idea about the relations wolves had with one another. This came from numerous amounts of sleep in science class.

"No, she’s just sniffing its neck because it's a big turn on for her. Of course she's with them. She might have even grown up with them. It's amazing." Angel looked on, as Buffy did some silent communication with the unknown, yet gentil wolf.

"Yah it sure is amazing," Xander said, but paying no attention to the scene in front of him at all. He was more interested in staring at Buffy's now unhidden breasts. Angel glanced at his line of vision, and turned back and gave Xander a slap on the back of his head.

"Stop that!" he said, as a form of possessive jealousy coming over him all of a sudden. Xander grabbed his head, and glared at his friend. Even though he was pissed, he didn't dare return his gaze back to Buffy.

She was in the process of some form of communication, from what Angel could tell. He thought it would go on for awhile, but the wolves abrubtly pulled back and disappeared into the thick brush again. She turned back to them and walked over slowly. When she was within a few feet, she raised her right arm and pointed her finger at Angel.

"Name," she almost demaned. Angel was shocked at first as to how she learned to talk, but it soon passed, as she repeated the question again.

"Angel, my name is Angel. Your name's Buffy, right?" He hoped she knew enough of what he said. He sighed in relieft when she repeated his name in wonder, then grabbed at her necklace.

"Buffy. Yes, me Buffy. Buffy me, you Angel," she said in halting English.

"Me Xander. And may I just say, you have one very hot bod--" His words were cut short as Angel smacked him again.

"Didn't I tell you to stop once?" he snapped at Xander.

"I just thought she'd like to know my name, that's all. Geez Angel, I was only being friendly," Xander said as he rubbed the back of his head.

"Whatever. What do you think we should do with her?" Angel asked, then quickly answered his own question as a gleam came into Xanders eyes. "Nevermind. I say we find the others, bring her along. I mean we can't just leave her out here. She doesn't belong here, not anymore that is." Xander seemed satisfied with his plan, and nodded an agreement.

Angel moved closer to Buffy, and reached out his hand to her. She quickly lifted hers, and their fingers connected. A small smile came upon her lips, as she felt another human hand touch hers for the first time.

"Buffy, we need to find our friends." At her confused look he sighed. Okay so maybe her vocabulary wasn't that extented. "We're leaving the jungle, and we want you to come with us. We want you to come home with us. Do you understand?"

"Home? Jungle home. Angel stay home in jungle. Xander go," she said.

"Hey! I resent that!" Xander yelped.

"No, I can't stay here. I have another home. A home in a big city with lots of people. Do you understand?" he asked her. She hesitated a few mintues, before finally nodding. "I want you to come with us. Will you come home with me Buffy?" She squeezed his hand, moving her gaze from Angel to Xander, then back to Angel again.

"I go home. I want Angel home," she told him, nodding her head. He smiled, and grabbed the flashlight from Xander.

Now if only they could find their way out of this jungle.

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Part 3

Angel stepped out of the shower, and wrapped a white fluffy towel around his waist. He ran a hand threw his hair, making it stand up in wet spikes.

His mind travelled back to the girl sleeping on his bed. It had been two months since they arrived back in California. Buffy had been distressed when she first set eyes on the fast paced city of L.A. so the gang had moved out to a quiet town two hours away called Sunnydale.

Her words were slow to come at first, but from numerous hours infront of the television, and from Angel reading to her, they started to form.

Looking back he could clearly remember when they first stepped off the airplane...

*flashback*

"Angel this isn't going to work. They're going to want her passport, and oh, citizenship! She's an orphan. Do I have to tell you again? This is never going to work!"Cordelia complained.

Angel sighed, but gave a small smile when he noticed Buffy stepping off the airplane, wearing one of Cordelias shirts, and a pair of Willows pants. She looked around, scrunching up her nose then looked down, pulling at the hem of the tank top. She had been cleaned up at the hotel, and Cordelia had trimmed her hair so it just brushed her waist.

Buffy looked up and spotted Angel looking at her. She gave a brillant smile, and hurried over to him. Angel gave a chuckle when she attacked herself to his side and gripped his hand.

"Why isn't anyone listening to me? This is *not* going to work," Cordelia huffed.

"Cordelia don't worry. I've got this covered," Willow assured her.

"Oh and just how--" but she was cut off when Willow produced a certificate and a minilla folder. Cordelia grabbed them from her hands and scanned them over, her mouth opening and closing like a fish out of water.

"Wh-what..HOW? No, you didn't, did you? Oh my God, Willow, your like...super hacker or something. How did you do this?" Cordelia asked, still staring down at the documents that read BUFFY SUMMERS on them.

"I have friends that work in the United States government. Okay, mostly relatives, but they were able to create some files on Buffy. Oh and before you ask about the last name, I just thought since we found her in the summer it would be appropriate. I didn't like Buffy Summer, so Angel said to just add an 's' to it. I think it suits her well," she explained.

Cordelia smiled, and followed her friends in the airport.

It went surprisingly smooth, and they were through the checkout in no time. Buffy did have a sudden start when a swarm of people all heading for the same flight went by them. Angel calmed her fears though, and when they got in the taxi, she settled into him and fell asleep.

*end flashback*

He smiled upon the memory, as he pulled on a pair of black silk boxers. Coming to site on the end of the bed, he gently shook Buffy awake. She moaned, turning away from him and snuggled into the bedcovers even more. He chuckled.

"Buffy, come on. It's time to get up." He heard a few grumbles, and a few seconds later she turned over again and stared at him with half opened eyes.

"Don't wanna," she pouted. He smiled.

"Don't you want to go shopping though?" he asked her. Even though she was raised by wolves for most of her life, being the female that she was, she had a hard time resisting the shopping scene, especially if Cordelia had anything to do with it. Her face lite up and she quickly sat up in bed, pushing the covers away from her.

"Right, shopping. Need shoes." She was about to moved to the bathroom, when Angel grabbed her by the wrist, halting her process.

"Buffy!" he hissed, as he looked down at her body. Her naked body. She also looked down, before giving him a sheepish look.

"How many times do I have to tell you, p.j's go on your body, not the floor," he scolded her, as he gave quick glance to the discarded garmets.

"Sorry. Promise no more, 'kay?" she told him timidly. He gave a great sigh and nodded. He watched her walk away, staring at her naked ass.

"For the sake of my sanity, I hope you keep that promise," he grumbled to himself.

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Angel walked into his apartment, dropping his keys and briefcase on the kitchen table, before undoing his shoes and tie. He was about to enter the kitchen when he heard Buffy's voice calling him from the bedroom.

"Angel, come look," she said. He walked down the hall, ready to ask how her day at the mall went, when the distant sounds of panting and moaning caught his attention. Walking into her bedroom, which once upon a time was his, he saw her pointing at the television.

"Buffy what are you doing?" he asked her, walking into the room more. As he did, the pictures on the screen became clearer. She turned to him, almost reluctant to take her gaze off of the two figures in their erotic positions.

"Angel, what are they doing?" she asked in an innocent voice, as her gaze quickly fell back to the screen. He swallowed hard, trying to focus. What was he going to tell her? Oh gee Buffy, you know they're just having sex. Yah, sex, that thing were two people get very close, and the man purceeds to stick his dick in...Oh yah, he could just see the embaressing scene playing out in his brain right now, while she continued to look at him with her innocent eyes.

Instead he just went with "Uh..."

"It looks like fun," she said. You have no idea, he told her silently. A loud shriek from the woman on the screen caught both of their attention. Buffy moved in a little closer, examing every emotion. Every thrust, grind and moan. She reached up with her fingers, about to trace the figures, when Angel couldn't stand it any longer. He barged over to the television set, and turned it off. She looked at a black screen for a few seconds, not registuring that the pictures were gone, yet. When she did, she scowled at him.

"Hey!" She got off the bed, and went to turn it on again. He blocked her attempt. She tried a few more times, which ended up with them wrestling.

"Buffy, no," he told her, grabbing at her left wrist, as he held her right one already.

"Angel, yes," she mimicked him. He was about to retort, when the stupidness of the fight hit him. He was fight with her because she wanted to watch porn, and he didn't.

There was something wrong with this picture.

Quickly letting her go, he moved away, and exited the room. Buffy watched him go, confusion written on her face. She shrugged her small shoulders and turned the television on again, laying down in a comfortable position as she continued to watch. If he didn't want to join her, she wasn't going to force him.

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Angels thoughts were pretty much on the same page. If she wanted to watch, let her. But he didn't have to sit, or stand there, watching her, watch it. He huffed in annoyance. This was getting ridiculous. He was twenty years old, he had more controlled than this.

Then again, when it came to Buffy, he seemed more like a savage then she did.

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Part 4

Xanders laugh was the only sound that was emitted through the small corner in the cafe the next afternoon.

"Oh man, that has got to be the funniest thing I have ever heard. Honestly, right now if some other guys were to find out what happened you'd be a disgrace to all men everywhere." He let out another chuckle, trying to get his laughter under control.

Angel just scowled at him.

"It wasn't *that* funny." He gave a small sigh and continued to drink his coffee. "I really don't know what I'm going to do with her. Or myself."

"You know what I think...Do you want to know what I think?" Angel opened his mouth to reply, but Xander went on. "I think you should just get on with the laying. It would be so much easier on both of you. And plus, I'm sure Buffy would enjoy it. Free lesson and everything."

"I am *not* going to just go ahead and *lay* her. God, is that all you think about? I'm sure theres another reasonable way to solve this."

"How about she stays with me? I see that solving plenty of your problems...and a few of mine," he retorted with a smirk. Angel glared at him.

"As much as I want to indulge you in your sex life, I don't think that's a good idea." Xander shrugged his shoulders, and took a sip of his mocha.

"Why don't you just get the girls to explain it?" he asked. Angel looked at him, then smacked his forehead.

"Of course! Why didn't I think of that in the first place? Thanks Xander, you're a genius!" Xander took the cup of mocha away from his mouth, a large grin on his lips, as well as a smear of whipped cream on his nose. Angel gave him a funny look. "Or maybe not so genius as I thought." He grabbed a napkin and stuck it on Xanders nose.

"Thanks." Angel finished up the rest of his coffee and stood. Xander did the same.

"I think I'm going to make a phone call to Willow, see if she and Cordelia are free for some tutoring."

"Yah, that sounds like a good idea. Hey and maybe after that you can come over. I rented this hot porn flick..no wait, nevermind your not into that stuff," Xander said, as he started to crack up again. Angel just huffed and walked out the door, muttering to himself.

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Part 5

"Say hello to Ken and Barbie, Buffy," Cordelia said as she waved two naked dolls in her face. Buffy looked at them strangly before turning confused eyes to the two girls infront of her.

"Cordelia stop that," Willow said, as she placed a large variety of different things on Angels kitchen table. Cordelia looked at her, as did Buffy.

"Where the hell did you get all of that from?" Willow smiled, as she pulled out a box of condoms, some diagrams, and a thin book.

"Drug store and the internet. It's amazing what people are selling nowadays." Cordelia walked over to the table and examed some of the things, flipping through the book, as well as the diagrams of the male and female reproductive systems.

"Well this is all good and stuff, but we can't actually do this without Mr. Happy."

"Mr. Happy?" Willow asked, just as Cordelia whipped out a plastic mold of a life size penis. "Oh, *that* Mr. Happy. And where the hell did you get that from?"

"It's surprising what you can find on the internet nowadays," was all she told Willow. Willow smirked, and turned to Buffy.

"I know we've taught you a lot already, and you've also taught yourself some as well, but we completely forgot the most important thing."

"Sex," Cordelia said matter of factly.

"Sex?" Buffy asked.

"That's right," Cordelia continued. "Sex is a thing that occurs between two people when they're in love, or not." She held up Barbie. "This is a female body. These are all the female parts. This is the chest area, here is where the breasts live. They go by many different names as well, some include boobs, tits, jugs etc. Moving down, we come to the pubic area. Here is where the sex comes. We have three holes. Are you following me so far?" she asked Buffy, who nodded her head.

"Should I be writing this down?" she asked. Cordelia laughed.

"No, it's pretty much common sense..if you've already been taught the sense, which you haven't so pay close attention." She spread the dolls legs as best she could. "This is the genitals. I'm sure you know what it looks like. We have the first hole where we go pee from. The second hole is the vagina opening, and the third is the anus hole, which is between the ass cheeks." Willow looked on in amazment as Cordelia said all this without blushing.

"Geez Cordelia, it feels like you've already done this. You seem so at ease."

"I'm just comfortable with my body is all." She turned back to Buffy. "The vagina is where Mr. Happy goes. As well as the anus, but thats a completely different thing which I will *not* be talking about." She held up Ken, and Mr. Happy. "This is a male body. The most important male body part is the penis, which is located here. The penis lays dorment until it's aroused. When that time comes, it fills up with blood, in a good way, and proceeds to turn hard. Would you like to hold Mr. Happy?" Buffy looked at Willow, who nodded in incouragement. She shrugged her shoulders and held out her hands for the fake penis.

She ran her hands up and down the length of it, examing its girth. "Is it usually this big?" she asked. Cordelia laughed.

"Only if you lucky." Cordelia continued on with her lesson for another ten minutes, explaining the different names for the penis and the testicles. Then it was Willows turn who showed Buffy the diagrams, and explained to her about the menstrual cycle.

"Oh!" was all she said, finally understanding why that happened now. When everything was well explained Cordelia came to the finally lesson.

Sexual positions.

She took Barbie and Ken and arranged them in different acrobatic positions, then described them to Buffy.

"This is the missionary position, where the guy is always on top. This is the straddling position, or girl on top position. This is a very good one, and I highly recommended it." She took Ken then placed him behind Barbie. "Here the guy is behind the girl, as she bends down. Most guys refere to this position as doggy-style, as many animals have sex like this." Taking them apart yet again, she stood them up with Barbie slightly bent over and Ken standing behind her. "This one can be dangerous if you don't have anything to hold onto. I recommend a chair, counter top, or any appliance thats sturdy." She described a few more, and gave her a few pointers on oral sex, before Angel got home.

Willow quickly packed away all her things, as Cordelia was finishing up. They heard a pair of keys in the lock before the door was opened and Angel walked in.

"Hey! How are my favourite girls doing?" he asked, smiling at all three of them.

"Great. We covered everything with Buffy, I'm sure you'll be impressed," Willow said.

"Oh yah, really impressed," Cordelia said, giving him a teasing look. Buffy walked up to him, Mr. Happy still in hands.

"Angel, can I see your Mr. Happy?" she asked innocently. Willow smacked her forehead, and Cordelia snickered.

Angel groaned.

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Part 6

Angel's gaze flew to Willow's and Cordelia's amused expressions.

"Mr. Happy?" he asked in disbelief. Before they could answer, Buffy stepped up first.

"Angel, Barbie and Ken have happy's using Kens Mr. Happy. Can me and you have happy's too?" she asked, her face pleading with him.

"Uh..."

"Yah Angel, why don't you? I know you could use some, and we know Buffy needs to experience something new," Cordelia chimed in, on a sugar sweet voice. Angel glared at her.

"Cordelia..shut..up." She only continued to smile at him. Willow finally cut in before the situation got too out of hand.

"Buffy, you can't just have, uh happy's with random people."

"Why?" Buffy pouted. Willow sighed. Hm..how to explain?

"You have to at least like someone, or be attracted to them for happy's. And love is a good feeling to have for someone too." Buffy got a co

nfused 
look on her face.

"What's love?"

Willow glanced at Cordelia, who gave a helpless shrug.

"Love, huh. Well love...love is a feeling you have about..someone..or 
thing. It usually makes you feel good. Really, really good. You feel loved." 
Buffy nodded.

"You make me feel loved, and so does Cordelia as well as Angel. Does that 
mean I get to have happy's with all three of you?" Cordelia sputtered, 
while Willow blushed. Angel was the one that was amused this time, and 
he showed it with a smirk on his face.

"Ew, God no!" Cordelia shrieked. Willow sighed in frustration, then turned 
to Cordelia who still displayed a disgusted look on her face.

"We should have went over this first before we jumped straight into the 
sex thing." Cordelia shrugged her shoulders.

"How about we just stop talking about this altogether?" Angel suggested, 
feeling slightly uncomfortable at the way Buffy was eyeing him. He placed 
one hand on Willows shoulder and the other on Cordelias, as he ushered 
them towards the door. Willow grabbed at her bag, as Cordelia handed 
over Barbie and Ken to Buffy, who gave a bright smile and went over to 
the couch to assemble some other positions.

"But, Angel, we're not..." Willows sentenced was cut off as the door closed 
in their face. Angel took a deep breath and stared at the dark brown wood 
of the door, trying to sort out his thoughts. He agreed with himself that at 
some point he would have to face Buffy, and the new situation, but right 
now wasn't the time. Without giving her a second glance, he made his 
escape to the bedroom, and firmly closed the door. The image of Buffy 
eyeing his crotch still in his mind.

Damn, he was going to have another restless night.

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Buffy hummed softly to herself, as she placed Ken ontop of Barbie. She 
had been at this for the pass hour, and finally the new shiny thing that 
she just learned was starting to bore her. This was no fun if she didn't get 
to try it out herself. She pushed the dolls aside, and glanced at the clock, 
noticing that it was quarter to ten. She gave a yawn, and stood up to 
stretch.

The apartment had been quiet for some time now, and Buffy wandered 
down the hall insearch of her missing roommate. She quietly opened the 
bedroom door, and saw a dark lump lying on the far side of the bed. She 
smiled to herself, and quickly changed into her pajamas, which consisted 
of one of Angels white t-shirts which came to brush above her knees. She 
let her hair out of her ponytail, and ran her hands through it before she 
lifted up the covers and slid in quietly. 

She should have rolled over and gone straight to bed, thats what the 
logical side of her would have done, but the curious side of her was dying 
to know what she had learned early that day. Without further delay, she 
shifted closer to Angel, and smiled in glee when she noticed he wore his 
black boxers to bed. She moved as quietly as she could, stretching one of 
her slim legs so it settled on the other side of his hip, she she was 
straddling him. She gave a soft sigh. One position down, who knows how 
many more to go. She slipped her fingers inside the elastic of the 
waistband and gave a slight tug. She froze when she felt him give a light 
moan and shift, causing her to move over him slightly. She held her 
breath, expecting him to come awake, but he didn't, she so continued 
again. There was a dark sprinkling of hair that started just below his 
navel, and as Buffy continued to pull down his boxers it became more 
lush. She pulled them to the middle of his thighs then stopped as she 
came into contact with the thing that she was after. She took a deep 
breath, and lifted her fingers to run them gently down the length of him. 
Willow had should her the average length, and Angel looked like he had at 
least an inch or two to the normal standard. She reach the tip of it, and 
circled moving her hand back as it stirred all of a sudden, and started to 
rise somewhat. 

"Oh my," she whispered. She reached down, and closed her hand around 
it, and gave a tiny squeeze to see the reaction. Oh and what a reaction 
she got. Angels hips lifted off the bed, as his eyes flew opened, and 
encountered her startled gaze.

"Buff..Buffy what are you...Oh!" She looked down, and noticed that her 
hand had taken on a mind of its own, and was now sliding up and down 
his length, as he proceeded to get harder and harder. Angel whipped out 
his hand and captured her wrist, stopping her progression. He placed it on 
his stomach and rested his own hand over hers.

"What are you doing?" he hissed. Buffy looked down, and back at him as if 
he should have known.

"It's called a hand job. Oh and look, girl on top position." She had the 
nerve to smile as Angel was to the point of pain, because of what her 
innocent touches had done to him. Yeah, innocent my ass, he thought.

He grabbed her hips, and quickly rolled them over, pushing himself up on 
his elbows to look at her. He reached down, and pulled up his boxers, 
going easy over his erection that was ever present around her. 

"Missionary. Are we going to do doggy-style next. I've been told it's very 
pleasurable." Angel groaned. He rolled away from her, as he felt her hand 
wandering down his stomach into his sacred territory. 

"Angel, where are you going?" she asked as she saw him get out of bed 
and head to the door.

"To take a shower," was his gruff reply. Buffy shot out of the bed and 
joined him by the door as well.

"Good, I think I need a shower too. I'll join you." Angel quickly turned on 
her and grabbed her by the shoulders. 

"No!" Buffys eyes widened as Angel practically yelled the word at her. She 
must have done something horrible. He never yelled at her.

Angel quickly softened his features, and released her shoulders and 
stepped back to lean against the door. 

"I'm sorry Buffy, but I you can't join me in the shower. We can't do 
everything together. We aren't a couple, and we're not having....sex. I 
just need a cold shower, please." Buffy sighed but moved closer to him. 

"You don't want to have sex with me?" she asked in a hurt little girl voice. 
Angel had to clench his hands into a fist in order not to grab her and 
throw her onto the bed. He wanted so badly to have his way with her.

"I...God Buffy, you have no idea how badly I do, but it's still to soon. I 
don't want to rush you." There that sounded reasonable to his ears. Buffy 
looked like she understood as well and nodded her head. 

"Okay, no sex. Can we still touch? Maybe kiss?" she asked hopefully. 
Angel might be an idiot for blowing off the sex, but he wasn't about to say 
no to something like this. If he couldn't have sex with her, a little touch 
her or a kiss there wouldn't hurt anyone. He nodded his head, and she 
smiled.

Leaning in close, she closed her eyes and waited for him to proceed and 
kiss her. 

"Open your eyes Buffy, I'm not going to kiss you now." Buffy blinked her 
eyes opened with a confused look.

"What..why not?" she pouted. Angel chuckled.

"When I do," he said, lightly running the tips of his fingers down her soft 
cheek,"I want it to be special. First kiss and all. Don't worry, I'll make it 
worth your while." With that said, he turned the door knob and headed 
down to the bathroom.

Buffy huffed, but smiled at the same time. She headed back to bed. She 
was about to take off her night shirt and make Angel suffer for not giving 
into her, but decided against it. She moved onto her side, and closed her 
eyes, as she heard the water come on.

If she couldn't have the real thing yet, she could always have the dream 
version. 

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