The Day the Television Broke

By Janelle

The wish…………

<< Hmmm, wish granted? The possibilities are limitless. I think I'll go with anything involving Angel's glistening naked body, Passion Potion's Marshmallow Fudge Hot Love Oil, an Emmy/Golden Globe/People's Choice Award from an important category, and a foot massage. If you accomplish that you truly are a goddess and I'll love you forever.

Deede >>

One wish coming up!

< crosses arms and nodds her head >

KABOOM!

Janelle the Genie in action………..

 

*****

Angel had just experinced the worst day in all his years. Not only was he the only vampire in the world to get sick, but he also had nothing on T.V. to watch but the stupied People's Choice Awards. Those things were completely fixed. People's choice my ass, more like the important directors choice. That in mind he sat down and prepared to take everything with a grain of salt. After all, they do say laughter is the best medicine.

It was only about two minutes into it and he was already bored. In fact, he was starting to feel sick to his stomache. He was debating wether or not to throw the television out the window and rejoice in the splintering pieces when he heard the click of the door. He immediately looked up and was greated with Buffy's face. "Hi Angel!"

"Hi Baby," he said, joy evident in his controled tone. Even his tight reign on his emotions couldn't conseal his hatred for the show. It was, to put it simply, boring as hell.

"Oooh, the People's Choice Awards. I hear David Boreanaz is going to be on! He's so hot!" Her eyes got a dreamy far-away look in them. Fighting the urge to growl with jelousy, he motioned for her to sit down next to him. Smiling, Buffy swung off her back-pack and plunked herself down on the couch. She leaned against him, settling herself down to watch the show.

 

Foever and a year later, the People's Choice of Hottest man to walk the earth came on. Of course, they called it something really stupid like Best Actor, whatever. Anyway, the spokes woman stepped up, opened the envelop and, surprise, surprise, the Winner was David Boreanaz! Buffy's eyes nearly popped out of her head when His Highness Himself stepped up to say a speach.

Even in that dorky scarf thing he was on fine piece of...... Ahem, back to the stroy. He was hot. We won't go into details, but he was looking.....good, really good. As he began to speak

Buffy appeared as if she was about to faint with joy. Pissed beyond belief, Angel realized that he only had one option. That T.V. was going...and now.

Jumping from the couch, he lifted his 69" television set and threw it out the open window. It smashed into a thousand piecs on the sidewalk. "No one," he managed through growls, "Gets to be hot to my girlfriend, but ME!"

Turned on beyond belief by this display, Buffy smiled, walked up to him and kissed him until his vampiric features relaxed to human form.

This accomplished, Buffy grinned and opened her backpack. She reached in and pulled out.......Passion Potion's Marshmallow Fudge Hot Love Oil! Oh my! (Sorry, I just couldn't resist!) Grinning, Buffy held out her hand and pulled Angel to her. Forcing him to walk backwards she pushed him towards the bed. The second his legs touched the bed the pushed him down, collapsing on top of him.

"Roll over Lover," she ordered. Never one to disobey his girl, he quickly turned himself over, throwing Buffy against the wall in the process. Still grinning, she moved on top of him to straddle his waist. She poured a small amount of the body oil into her hands and rubbed it around to warm it. Satisfied, she began to message his shoulder muscles. Being sick had made his muscles tense and sore, so when her hands began to work out the knots Angel was lost in the pleasure of it all. She moved down his arms, releasing the knots as she went.

That accomplished, she worked her way down his back to her butt. With lightning quick speed, she ripped off his black silk boxers and began to rub his ass. Faint growls of please echoed through the otherwise empty apartment. Still smiling Buffy worked her way down his legs to his Oh so perfect feet.

Buffy ran her fingers accross the bottoms of them, making his feet flinch slightly. Massaging the balls, she moved her hands in a circular motion until he moaned her name. She moved on to the next foot and massaged it's balls until he started to growl, then she moved back up his body and bit the side of his ear. Angel's eyes widened and he grabbed the sides of her hips and pulled her under him. Still growling he ripped off her clothes and thrust his pelvis into her warmth, amazed at her almost unbearable heat. Quickly, their bodies moved as one until they came together in ecstasy.

They fell asleep in each others arms, their bodies glistening with the sweat of their love.

End

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