Unleashed

Unleashed

A Buffy Fanfic By

Carrigon

Disclaimer:
Joss and ME own everything, I just borrowed the characters for this little fanfic. Any similarities to any living, dead, undead, out of another dimension, star system, or galaxy fanfic is unintended, coincidental, or accidental, and was not done with malicious intent. This story is meant for entertainment purposes only. It is not meant to be sold or otherwise appear on a profit site. I write out of boredom and to entertain my friends not for glory, fame or money. I do not claim to own the rights to this fanfic/vignette/novelette. However, I don’t allow additions since I’m the one telline ste story. Please do not place this story on a profit site. This story is meant to be enjoyed freely. Archiving is allowed as long as you credit me and please send me a link to where you are putting this story.

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Set at the ending of Lover’s Walk. Buffy unleashes Angelus. NC17. A/B and Angelus/Buffy. Some really dark and non consensual stuff. Careful what you wish for. This is an alternate ending to the Lover’s Walk scene of Buffy telling Angel they can’t be together.

Angel stood in the hallway of the mansion. He felt his stomach sink as he saw the look in Buffy’s eyes. “Angel, I’m leaving. This time, I’m not coming back.”

“I don’t accept that. Buffy—“

“Spike was right. We aren’t friends, Angel. We never were.” She walked up to him, stopped, standing with their bodies inches from each other. “Don’t you see, every time I look at you, I want to feel you inside me. I want to be with you more than anything in this world. And if I stay, you’ll go dark again. Only this time, a part of me will want to go dark just to be with you. Angel, I love the daemon inside of you just as much as I love the man. And I can’t do that to the world. I am the Warrior of the People, the Guardian of the Hellmouth. I have to go.” She started to turn to leave, but Angel grabbed her shoulders, pulling her to him. He kissed her hard, passionately. He thrust his tongue into her mouth and she accepted the kiss, pressing her body against him, feeling his erection, knowing she shouldn’t, couldn’t have him. She felt herself getting wet, her heart was beating faster. She was melting from his kiss. She didn’t even realize he had moved them and was pressing her up against the wall.

Angel broke the kiss. “Be with me, Buffy. Let Faith have the Hellmouth. Come away with me.”

“No, Angel, we can’t.” Buffy tried to push him away, but she didn’t try very hard. He kissed her again and his hands went to her breasts, he rubbed her nipples with his thumbs, making her moato hto his mouth. Her own hands went to his ass and she gripped him tightly, pressing their bodies together. She knew it was wrong, but she wanted him and she didn’t care if she was unleashing Angelus. She wanted all of him, the daemon and the man. She let Angel pull her down in front of the fireplace. They undressed quickly. And then he was kissing her neck and kissing a trail of light feathery kisses down to her breasts. He sucked on one of her nipples and she arched her back for him. His hands were everywhere. One minute pinching her other nipple, the next, sliding his fingers between her legs. He started to rub her clit in tiny, slow circles driving her wild. She reached between them and gripped his stiff cock, giving him firm squeezes, making him groan. He rubbed her clit till she started to beg him. “Now, please, now.” He positioned himself over her, pausing at her opening. “There’s no going back, Buffy.”

She looked into his eyes with all the love in the world, “No going back.” He slid into her, loving the feel of her tight slick passage surrounding him. She cried out, it felt so good. Angel started to move inside of her, but he moved slowly, very slowly, just enough to drive her wild. Her pussy started to make tiny little contractions around him and she started to beg him again. “Please, oh, please.” But he didn’t speed up. He kept up the slow pace, he wanted to savor this. He knew she didn’t really understand what she was asking him. She was about to unleash his daemon and he wanted to savor this moment before he lost control. He reached between them and started to rub her clit again with the same slow pace and she started to keen. Buffy felt like she was on fire. Every ounce of her blood was humming with pleasure. And she looked into his eyes and they were so hot with desire. Angel bent his head and kissed her. Her hands went to his hair as their tongues touched. He broke the kiss and moved his lips inches from her neck. “I love you.” He bit her then, not to drain her, but to mark her as his own. Buffy came screaming, bucking against him. He felt her contractions milking him, he drove into her harder, letting himself go, knowing he was also letting his soul go. He collapsed on top of her just for a moment. Then he pulled away so quickly she cried out.

Angel felt it happening. There was searing pain in his chest and stomach and he crawled away from Buffy across the floor. Buffy was afraid for him, but she didn’t know what to do. All she could do was watch. Angel felt the darkness filling him. He felt the daemon take control.

Buffy watched as Angelus started to laugh. He turned to her, “Little girls shouldn’t play with dead things.” He crawled across the floor to her like a lion stalking its prey. Buffy didn’t like the look in his eyes. She wanted the loving look back. He pounced on her, spreading her legs with one of his knees and shoving himself into her hard, she wasn’t ready and it hurt. She pounded her fists against him, “Stop it!”

“You said you wanted me, Buffy, well, now you’ve got all of me.” He rode her hard, driving himself into her, hurting her. He had to hold her steady or he would have driven her across the floor with each thrust of his cock. “Stop it, no!” He was really hurting her. Angelus decided he wasn’t hurting her enough, so he pulled out and slid his cock down to her anus, pushing himself in fast and hard, ripping her tissues. She screamed. Buffy started to cry, tears were sliding from her eyes. He pressed his lips down on hers, bruising her lips. He bent his head and drank from the wounds on her neck, not to drain her, just to taste her Slayer blood, giving him more strength. He reached between them and rubbed her clit, hard. “No!” She cried. Everything he was doing to her hurt, but she could feel the sensations being forced on her. He was going to force her to cum and she couldn’t stop him. The more she struggled, the harder he rammed into her ass and rubbed her clit. Finally, she did cum, bucking against him. And he grinned with satisfaction as he came in her ass. He pulled out of her and moved away from her. “You’re good, not as good as Darla, but then Darla was a Pro.” He laughed at her. Buffy couldn’t stop crying. “What’s the matter? You said this was what you wanted. Well, now you’re mine, and I’m never going to let you go.” Buffy curled up into a ball on the floor. Angelus stood up. “I wonder where Spike and Dru are. I think it’s time to put the family back together.” He started to get dressed. Buffy just watched him. She knew this was all wrong, that she’d made a bad mistake. She was going to have to stake him. He looked at her, “No, you won’t be staking me, Buffy,” he said, reading her thoughts. “But I will be whipping you.” He grabbed his belt and started to hit her as she screamed. Buffy rolled away from him and was on her feet fast, her Slayer instincts kicking in. She kicked him, knocking the belt from his hand and he hit her hard, knocking her to the floor. He kicked her in the head and she collapsed unconscious to the floor. Angelus chuckled. “Poor little thing. A little training and you’ll make the perfect pet.” He picked her up off the floor and carried her into the basement of the mansion. Angelus chained Buffy’s wrists to the cold stone wall. He left her there, going out to get himself someone to eat.