Angel has been fucking for two hundred and sixty some odd years, if you count his adventures in Ireland as a young man. He was practiced and aside from his night with Buffy, he preferred vampire coupling.

He growls and leans into her, his mouth hot, tongue tracing up her ribs to slip under then over her breast, enveloping her nipple and sucking. Flat teeth nip at her as his pace slowly increases. His thrusts are no less long or deep, but they were harder. Claiming.