A Little Bit of Bondage, A Whole Lot of Fun


AUTHORS: SUNSCORCHED (aka JUDE) and NOBODY’S ANGEL (aka LILY)
SUMMARY: Angel, Cordelia and demonic aphrodisiac.
RATING: NC17
POSTED: 25 Jul 2003
CATEGORY: SMUT / CHALLENGE FIC
CONTENT/PAIRING: C/A
WARNINGS: Explicit Sexual Content
FICPIC CREDIT: N/A
AUTHOR NOTES:
Psychofilly’s challenge based on Sunscorched’s Horrible Words thread: How many different, unique ways can Cordy and Angel have sex.
PSYCHOFILLY’S CHALLENGE:
Plot or lack therof is up to you but the basic rules are, Angel and Cordy have to have lots of sex, for whatever the reason: Curse, demon mojo, double dog dare, whatever. The catch is, once they have done something, they can’t do it again. How many positions, activities and different ways and places can you write them.
Feedback: Pleeeeeese feed away, we live for feedback!!!
STATUS: Complete


PART 1: First Down
“Angel! Look out! No! Over there! To your left! No, your other left Dumbass!” Cordy barked from her position on the sidelines. She shook her head disapprovingly. He made a lousy quarterback and an even more lousy runningback. “On. Your. Left! Gah! I swear, this is the last time I’m being bait for you people…and vampires! I end up having to call all the plays for you incompetent athletes!”

Angel scowled at her running commentary, suddenly the demon he had just saved her from hit him on the back of his head. Angel stumbled forward, vamped out, spun round with his sword ready for attack and in one single move, decapitated the demon. The demon’s blood spurted everywhere, landing in Angel’s hair dripping down onto his skin and landing on Cordelia’s arms. The headless corpse of the demon fell to the floor lifelessly. “Damn!” Angel muttered as he wiped the blood off his face, ignoring the girl’s complaints.

“Angel…if you had a last name it would so be going here! This is just gross!! And disgusting and all together grotesque!” she ranted as she stalked over to the vampire’s side, hitting him angrily on his arm. “Can’t you be just a little more careful with the blood-spurtage?! Would it be too much to ask you to be considerate to your live bait and not ruining her designer, one-of-a-kind outfit?!”

“No need to thank me for saving your life, you’re welcome” Angel muttered as he wiped his sword on his trousers in an attempt to clean it somewhat. “I’ll walk you to your car”

“No, there is no need to thank you. You should be thanking me, because, if I remember correctly, there was a certain conversation earlier that consisted of: ‘But Cordy, we need you to do this.’ ‘No. Do it yourself Buffy.’ ‘But the demon will recognize me as the Slayer. We need you to do it.’ ‘Please Cordelia. I promise that I won’t let anything happen to you.’ ‘You promise. That’s impressive from a vampire.’ Does any of this ring a bell?” She unconsciously walked to her car, wiping the demon goo with Angel’s jacket.

Angel kept his complaints about her cleaning actions to himself, the quicker he got away from the annoying brunette the quicker his headache would go away. “You didn’t get hurt did you?” he asked, making a point and out of concern.

“No,” she answered with a little annoyance at his point. “But I did get all gross and gooey.” She caught a glimpse of herself in the reflection of her car and grimaced, wiping a glob of coagulated blood off of her cheek. “Ewww.”

“Right, drive safe” Angel told her as he turned to leave and go back to his mansion. Alone, with no Cordelia there to talk and talk. And talk and well, talk. He let out a sigh of uneeded breath as he took a step away from her, glancing once over his shoulder at the girl still studying her reflection in the mirror. What would it feel like to kiss her, he wondered suddenly then stopped that thought. Why would he wonder that? Shaking it off, Angel resumed walking away slowly, hoping she would say something to make him stay.

“Angel!” she called suddenly, turning towards him. She didn’t know why, but she didn’t want him to leave yet. Maybe it was the adrenaline rush of the evening’s events. Maybe it was because she was a little scared of something else jumping from the shadows to get her. Maybe she was scared of the monster under her bed. Maybe she just wanted a monster in her bed. “Whoa, where’d that come from?” she asked herself silently and looked back at Angel. “Umm…ride home with me?”

Angel stopped walking immediately and turned back to her, a ride home sounded great but he really didn’t want to put her to any trouble. “I’m in the other direction, I don’t want to be any trouble” he said to her, “But if you’re sure…” ‘please say yes please say yes’ was his silent mantra.

“No trouble,” she smiled. “It’s the least I can do for the vampire that effectively coated me in demon goo.” She choked back a cough when she realized just how that sentence had sounded and averted her eyes as she climbed into the driver’s seat. She leaned across the car seats and unlocked the other door.

“Thanks,” Angel replied, ignoring the little slip-of-the tongue, he walked the few steps back to her car and slid into the passenger seat. “I really appreciate this” he told her with a tiny smile, “Sorry for spurting demon goo all over you” he said.

“As long as it washes out, I guess I can live with it,” she smiled and put the car into gear.

***

“Are you sure you don’t want me to give you a ride home? I told you it was no trouble,” Cordelia offered for the hundredth time since he had insisted that she drive to her own house.

“I’m sure. You’re home safe and I’m fine to walk home. I can defend myself,” he assured her with a small smile. He couldn’t take his eyes off of her and he couldn’t help but take deep, silent breaths, breathing in her intoxicating scent.

“Well, would you like a cup of coffee then?”

Angel got out of the car, “Sure I’d like to come in for coffee,” he replied to her sudden question. He jogged round to her side and opened the door for her and took her hand to help her out. “I need to be invited” he reminded her as he looked away from her face, not wanting to see her reaction to being reminded he was a vampire.

“Duh,” she responded and stood across the threshold. “Please come in Angel.”

Angel stepped across unhindered into her house, “Thanks” he commented gratefully. He was dying to kiss her, just to see what she tasted like and if her lips were as soft as they looked. He imagined running his tongue along her pouting, lower lip before caressing her warm tongue with his. “Nice” he told her, swallowing back the wave of lust that hit him quickly.

“Really?” she asked, his fixed gaze on her mouth not gone un-noticed. “Would you like to see more?” Her own eyes devoured the sight of his lips as hungrily. “I mean…uh…kitchen’s this way…”

“I’d like to see more” he replied as he began to breathe slightly, his hands itching to touch her and his mouth wanting to capture hers in a brutal kiss, making her lips tingle.

Cordelia blushed and began to turn away but Angel’s hand gripped hers. Her skin felt like it was on fire as their skin came into contact, despite his coolness. Angel had to have a taste of her, couldn’t let her walk away from him and couldn’t pass this up. He spun her round, stopping her surprised words with his mouth, effectively shutting her up. His cool tongue touched her lower lip, asking for permission to kiss her and took her parted lips as yes. Angel caressed her tongue with his in slow, but firm strokes and groaned when Cordelia responded just as hungrily. He cupped her cheek and deepened the kiss, her lips soft and supple, her breath minty and skin smooth. He was lost in the kiss and didn’t want it too end.

Cordelia pouted when their lips parted eventually and placed her fingers to them, her eyes still closed. “Umm…coffee?” she whispered and glanced up at him cautiously.

Angel was breathing heavily as he looked at her, lips red, bruised from his kiss, eyes wide and shining when they opened and she had a pretty, pink flush to her cheeks. He shook his head, “No coffee” he licked his lips, “I want more”

“Yeah…” She met his eyes and a smile crossed her lips. “Who needs coffee anyways,” she asked and boldly grabbed the back of his neck, pulling him back to her lips roughly.

He didn’t waste any time in reacting, he backed her up against the door they had just walked through, moaning at the back of his throat. Angel left her mouth reluctantly but figured she might want to breathe sometime soon, instead he kissed and gently sucked his way along her neck. The feeling was amazing, Cordelia just felt so good, her hands on him felt so good and her hips felt good to hold tightly. “Wanna touch…”

“Touch…” she repeated and offered breathlessly as her own hands roamed the expanse of his back, wanting to feel more than just the leather that kept his cool flesh from her.

Angel’s hands moved up from her waist to unashamedly hold her breasts. His lips and tongue sucking on the skin of her neck, bringing the blood to the surface. He toyed with her nipples through the flimsy material of her shirt while she began to remove his leather jacket. He let go of her now red skin and went back to her mouth, once again stealing her breath, his lust going crazy when he heard her low, throaty moan.

She felt him shrug off his long jacket and hang it effortlessly on the coat rack beside the door. She sighed happily as his hands returned to her body, his fingers playing with the edge of her shirt, itching to creep beneath and touch the skin that it held prisoner. She moved her own hands to his and placed them where they both wanted them to be. As his cool hands touched the bare flesh beneath the fabric, she moaned once again and arched her body towards him, offering all of her for him to touch.

He smoothed his hands up to touch her breasts through the bra she wore, it soft cotton not at all what he pictured her to wear. But then again, it was soft like her and simple so not like her. Angel took one of her hands and brought to his erection, making her touch him back, guiding her hand to show him how he liked to be touched. “Cordelia” he swallowed as he pulled his mouth away from hers. “We…need to…stop…curse”

“I don’t wanna stop,” she pouted, covering his neck in kisses, licking and nipping lightly where his pulse should lay. She heard him moan as she continued her sweet torture with her lips and her hand and then he pushed her away firmly. “Whoa…” she whispered and looked at him wide-eyed. “What just happened?” A statement that normally would have been full of snide sarcasm was only full of curiosity and amazement.

Angel’s own eyes were full of curiosity, amazement and fear. Fear of losing his soul, fear that he still had it and fear that he would have to stop this before it went any further and he did lose his soul. “I-I don’t know, I should go before anything else happens” he told her quickly. “I’ll, uh, take a rain check on the coffee”

“Yeah, rain check.” Cordelia closed the door and locked it after Angel left, half to prevent anybody from entering uninvited and half to keep her from running out after the vampire that she suddenly had urges for. Urges to kiss him, to touch him, to have his lips on her body. Urges to jump Angel’s bones until they both collapsed from sheer exhaustion. “Not the worst imagery in the world, but what the hell is going on?!”


PART 2: Ten to Go
Angel entered the library, instantly moving towards a shady corner away from the rest of them knowing they were still afraid of him a little. More importantly, it was away from Cordelia and her charms. “Hi” he greeted them all swiftly as he stood still, forcing himself not to look at Cordelia.

Cordelia’s head shot up at the sound of his voice and a subtle flush crept across her cheeks. She quickly buried herself in the book that sat on her propped up legs and avoided any and all eye contact with Angel. “So, what’s on the agenda tonight? Hopefully no live bait, because I’m still a little tired from last night.”

“No live bait” Buffy replied, “Unless Angel didn’t kill that demon, did you kill it?” she asked the vampire who she was still deeply in love with. Her blue eyes eating him up as he stood in the corner away from her and her friends.

“It’s dead” Angel gruffly replied, and flickered his eyes towards Cordelia once before looking away again and crossing his legs.

Cordelia instinctively felt his eyes on her and she swallowed hard. “Good. Because that wasn’t all kinds of fun…not the way the after party was,” she muttered, keeping the last part under her breath. She pressed the bottoms of her feet against the edge of the table keeping her knees and the book in front of her face.

“Demon dead, girls of Sunnydale safe, good news for us fellas” Xander spoke up, rubbing his hands with exaggerated glee. “I’m safe to date”

“What’re you gonna date Xander, your hand?” Cordelia asked without looking up, her voice full of false innocence.

“You’re really funny you know that?” Xander asked sarcastically. “So funny you make my sides split”

“Somebody has to be, because you certainly aren’t.” Cordelia put down her book, unable to handle Angel’s sideward glances at her anymore. They were causing her to think all kinds of nasty thoughts; thoughts she wanted nothing more than to act out with him and him alone. “I’m gonna go get a soda.”

“Angel, can you get me one?” Buffy asked, the idea of liquid refreshment appealing to her. “I wanna get down to business her as quickly as possible. Maybe we can hit the Bronze after?”

Angel was getting harder by the minute, he could taste in the air how aroused she was and it was increasing ten-fold. Then Buffy asked him to be alone with Cordelia. With the girl he so badly wanted. Not going to happen, he’d lose his soul for a fact. “What do you want?” Angel asked as he looked at the Slayer’s shoes, they were nice not as nice as the heels that made Cordelia’s legs that little bit longer though.

“Umm…I’m in the mood for something sweet and kinda fruity. How about grape?” she answered with a smile.

Cordelia had tasted fruity, he could remember the lipgloss tinting her lips last night and it had smelled so nice. So delicious, just like her scent was so delicious right now, the spicy scent of Cordelia’s arousal tainted the air around them all but he knew he was the only one who knew it. “Right” Angel replied abruptly, “Grape”

Cordelia grumbled and punched the machine in frustration. “Stupid machine. Either gimme my nutra-sweet goodness or gimme my money back!”

“Problem?” Angel asked as he carefully approached her. Never witnessing one of Cordelia’s violent outbursts before, he was a little scared, surely the inanimate machine hadn’t done something terrible.

She jumped and stifled a scream when she heard his voice. “It’s not nice to sneek up on someone,” she growled, most of her hostility directed at the humming vending machine in front of her. “Stupid thing ate my money. I wonder if I go medieval on its ass if it will gimme my money back. Do soda machines have asses to go medieval on?”

“Not that I know of” Angel replied, the corners of his mouth quirking up slightly. His chocolate eyes roamed down her body, lingering between her thighs for a second then moving back up to her face. “I’ll do you a good service” Angel told her as he hit the machine hard smiling triumphantly when the soda can popped out.

“I bet you could,” she answered unconsciously as she took the can from him. “What brings you out into the lonely darkness of the student lounge?”

“Buffy asked for a soda” he explained in tone which said he didn’t really care less for the blonde at the moment. Leaning against the machine, the vampire looked at Cordelia thouroughly, “About the other night…” he began. He meant to say that it had been a mistake that it should never have happened between them “I enjoyed it, I enjoyed kissing you”

She smiled, fully intending on shooting him down before he could get to cruising altitude. “Yeah, it was. A very success push toward the goal. First and ten.” She popped open the top of her soda and took a drink as if she hadn’t said anything out of the ordinary.

“What?” Angel asked in confusion at her analogies, all he could think of was kissing her again and touching those breasts again. Now he thought about it, doing that to her seemed a little…tame, a little bit boring.

“Football,” she answered simply and looked around the dark room, at the tables that seemed to be begging for her to be laying on them, her back resting on the smooth veneer, Angel’s cool, smooth, sculpted body keeping her pressed pleasingly between the fake wood and himself. “Come here,” she demanded in a low, sultry voice, leaning against a table casually.

“Why? You got something in mind?” Angel purred but didn’t move from the spot. Hie chocolate eyes darkened to onyx, his tongue came out too wet his lips and his groin hardened instantly. Cordelia looked so good laying out on the table, waiting for him to do whatever he liked to her. There were a few things he wanted to do too her.

“Yeah, I have something in mind. You. Here. On me.” She gracefully lifted herself up and set herself on the table, leaning back on her elbows. “What have you got in mind?”

“You. There. On. Me” Angel repeated her words to suit him better, he walked over to Cordelia, lifting and placing her on his lap so she was straddling him. “Like this” he moaned, raising his hips and pressing his erect penis into her.

Cordelia’s head lolled back as her arms snaked around his neck. “Like this,” she purred her appreciation for their current position, gyrating her hips so that she came into direct contact with his ever-hardening arousal.

“Like that” Angel told her harshly as he snapped his hips up to meet hers, hissing when her warmth cut through his pants. His hands gripped her shoulders, pushing her down hard as he pushed up, “Cordelia this is wrong,” he ground out through gritted teeth. “Take your underwear off”

“Yeah, very wrong,” she moaned and squeezed him hard with her legs. “Take ’em off yourself.”

“I’ll take mine off if you take yours off” Angel nibbled lightly on her neck, sending little thrills through her. “Deal?”

“Deal,” she agreed and untangled herself from him. She kneeled on the table, her belly at his eye level as she hooked her fingers into the waistband of her pants. She tugged on them slightly, giving him just a peek of the deep red silk panties underneath. “You wanna see more?” she repeated her question from the night before.

“More”

She lowered her head, causing her dark hair to cascade over her shoulders as she pulled her pants down a little further. She stood slowly and the material continued it’s painstakingly slow course down her legs, each inch revealing more of the luscious, tanned skin. She kicked them off, directly at Angel as she stood before him in her shirt, blood red panties and designer heels. “More?”

Angel shook his head, “My turn” he told her, wanting her to devour him the way he was devouring her. The blood red panties had almost been his undoing, but they couldn’t go very far not with his curse and other things, or other people rather. Angel stood slowly, unbuckling his belt, followed by the top button and the sound of his zip descending slowly. Cordelia sucked on the tip of her finger as she watched him eagerly, stopping breathing altogether when she realized he had no underwear on. “Want more?” Angel asked darkly as he slowly inched the pants down revealing the edge of his pelvis.

“More.”

He let go of his pants and they dropped to the floor, leaving Cordelia free to look at his half naked state as much as she wanted. Her wide, hazel eyes were immediately drawn to the erection. “Like me?” he purred in contentment.

“Mmmm,” she answered and her eyes took him in appreciatively. “What about me?” she asked, her fingers toying with the hem of her shirt. “Do you approve of me?” Her eyes were dark and full of lust, her voice seductive, her smile mischievous.

“Yeah I do” Angel replied, “Take off those panties Cordelia, let me look at you”

She cocked her head to the side, watching his every expression as she slowly slid the scrap of silk down her legs, taking her time when she had to bend over, her low-cut shirt showing more than it was intending to as gravity took effect. She threw her underwear to him and stood, sharing herself with his eyes. He could instantly see that she was bare of everything. There was nothing prohibiting his vision of her female beauty, not one scrap of fabric or one strand of hair.

Angel could see the delicious, pink color of her, glistening with female arousal and taunting him. He wanted to be between those thighs, with his tongue inside her, tasting her arousal with his tongue. “Sit on the table Cordelia, and spread your legs like a good girl” Angel ordered as he sat down opposite her, positioning his legs so she could see everything for herself too. His hand drifted down his stomach towards his penis, Cordelia’s eyes tracking every movement he made. Angel’s hand wrapped around the base and moved slowly upwards then slowly down again. “Cord…”

Cordelia took his unspoken direction and slipped her fingers to the apex of her thighs. She leaned back on her free hand and moaned as her own fingers began to rub her of their own accord. She watched as his speed increased, and hers followed willingly. She was soon writhing on the table, her fingers dipping into her hot core and then retracting to tease her clitoris mercilessly. “Angel,” she moaned in a hushed tone.

Angel’s eyes were fixed on her teasing hand as she pleasured herself for him, he could see how wet and slick Cordelia had gotten. His own excitement had doubled and moved his hand to match the thrusts of her hand. He watched Cordelia as she hissed, moaned and whimpered all the while not taking her eyes off him. Angel carefully pulled down a little harder, licked his finger and began to toy with the sensitive tip of his erection. “Cordelia, we need to get control” Angel growled, “I need to get control, I want you to cum first” the point once again got lost in the haze of lust.

Cordelia’s bracing hand slipped out from beneath her as she fell the rest of the way to the table, allowing her to buck against her hand. Her free fingers teased her nipples as she began to cry out louder and louder. Her juices began to glisten in the dim light, but Angel had no difficulty seeing it. She tilted her head, keeping her eyes locked on him as she brought herself dangerously close to the edge and then pushed herself over.

Angel saw everything she did perfectly clear, seeing her fuck herself like that was too much. It had been way too long since he had watched a woman pleasure herself for him. He gripped his erection as shock after shock made his body buzz with orgasm. Angel moaned out Cordelia’s name, enjoying that she was watching him like he had watched her. He fell back against the back rest of the lounge chair he was sitting in. “Cordelia” he sighed again as little shudders made his body shake every few moments.

She sighed and sat up, keeping complete eye contact with him as she licked her fingers sensually. She heard his involuntary moan at her action and smiled. She jumped up off the table as she heard the unmistakable sound of the library doors opening down the hallway and pulled on her pants once again. After Angel had done the same, she picked up her forgotten silk panties and tucked them into his pocket, making sure to rub her breasts against his chest in the process. “You can keep those,” she winked and walked away, picking up her soda as she passed it. “Holy crap, what was that?!” she asked herself silently as her body still hummed with the sexual energy.

Angel hardened again when she placed her panties in his pants pocket. “What the hell is going on?” he wondered as he dazedly walked out of the student lounge, not really thinking much of anything in particular. Apart from the fact he had just watched Cordelia Chase bring herself to orgasm for him and she had just seen him do the same. “I enjoyed it” he said to himself with a little smile as he held up the red panties which shimmered in the dim light. He hardened even more when he realised Cordelia was now wearing no underwear.

“Cordy,” Buffy said when she saw the brunette walking back down the hallway. “Did something happen? We thought you and Angel were just going to get a soda and you’ve been gone for quite awhile. Did something attack you guys?”

“You could say that,” Cordelia answered cryptically and rolled her eyes at the blonde Slayer. “The soda machine was being a pain so Angel and I had a little confrontation with it. ‘And in front of it,’ she added silently.

“Oh, is he still in there with the soda machine from hell?” Buffy asked, “Are you okay? You look a little flushed”

“Yeah, it was a vigorous battle, but I’m good.”

“Angel?” Buffy called as Cordelia walked back into the library. “Are you coming or do you need any help?” she asked, referring to the soda machine.

“No help needed, I did just fine on my own. See” Angel held up the can of grape soda Buffy asked for and gave it to her. He walked past her with a lazy saunter that drew her attention to his ass.

“Nice,” she sighed and followed him. “Back to the grind!” she announced to the group, illiciting a glance between Angel and Cordelia that no one seemed to notice.


Part 3: Lock Down
It was around 1:30 in the morning when Angel peeked round the double doors of the library, checking to make sure there was no one else there. That no one else being Cordelia. “Thank God” he muttered as he went inside and scuttled to the books.

Cordelia peeked into the library and was relieved that Giles had finally gone home for the night. “I swear, if I didn’t know any better, I’d think HE was the vampire!” she grumbled as she crept into the room and made a beeline for the stacks.

Angel stifled his groan when he heard HER grumbling and hurried footsteps to a different book shelf. He held his breath for some unknown reason before continuing to rake through a book he had picked up randomly. These sexual encounters had to stop before something bad happened, like he lost his soul. He hid a little further into the shadows, unconsciously looking round the corner at Cordelia, wondering if she was wearing underwear tonight. “Damn you Angel” he swore quietly, “Just stop it, find what you’re looking for and get the hell out”

“Dammit. Why can’t Giles just have a book marked, ‘I’m Having an Unexplained Affair with a Vampire’ and make my life easier?” She pulled a book off the shelf and walked to the end of the stack, intending on making herself comfy and trying to find some answers. She found herself pressed against a hard, cool body and she let out a startled scream and turned to run without noticing it was Angel.

He quickly clamped a hand round her mouth to prevent her from screaming. “Stop screaming,” Angel hissed quietly, trying not to get aroused by touching her.

She stopped screaming when she heard his voice and something inside of her clicked. Or did it moan? She wasn’t sure, but she was suddenly relaxing against his form. “What are you doing here?” she asked when he took his hand away from her mouth and slid it down around her shoulders, keeping her facing away from him.

“Same thing you are by the looks of it” Angel responded, unknowingly trailing his hand in gentle circles on her stomach. “Did you find anything?”

“Did I have time before you scared the living daylights out of me?” she asked, intending to sound snarkier than she did. Her head fell back against his chest as her own hand wrapped around his waist and underneath his jacket, teasing at his lower back with her fingertips.

“Guess not, that feels good… We need to stop before it gets out of control. Again” Angel told her as he rocked his hips against hers. “I think about the other day all the time Cordelia, and we have to stop and look for answers”

“Stop, right.” She pressed herself up against him, a quiet moan escaping her lips. “I can’t stop thinking about it Angel. Answers. We need answers.” Her mind was telling her to move away but her body wasn’t permitting it. Her other arm made its way up and around his neck, pulling his lips to her neck. “Angel…”

He kissed and licked her neck, but he needed more than that this time. He needed more than just watching her touch herself. He wanted to touch her. “Cordelia…” Angel pressed his hips into hers hard, making her push back against him. “We need to stop this and I need to touch you, let me touch you” his hand moved from her stomach, to under her shirt and inside of her bra to cup her breasts. “I like the way you feel so we have to stop, get a hold of ourselves”

“I need more Angel. I need more than just you touching me. You’ve touched me before, I need more, how do we stop this, do we have to stop this?” She moved around in his arms so she was facing him.

From somewhere, Angel got the strength and willpower to push her away. “Cordelia, we-no good can come from this unless I’m coming… So we need to come up with a plan” he told her as he refused to look at her. The arousal strongly in the air was driving him nuts, he needed to do something, needed to take the temptation away. Angel’s eyes landed on Oz’s cage. Or make them safe from each other. “I need you to lock me up”

“What? I can’t do that!” she cried out, her body pulling her closer to him again. “I can’t lock you up inside of that cage when I want you inside of me so damn badly, Angel, get in the friggin’ cage,” she rambled in barely more than a whisper.

“Right” Angel yanked some books off the shelf and ran into the cage. “Lock the damn door Cordelia, or get in here with me… DO IT!” he growled at her dangerously.

She fought the urge to lock herself in the cage with him and slammed the door shut. She ran and grabbed the keys and managed to get the lock turned before Angel could open the door again. As soon as she heard the click, she threw the keys as far across the room as she could and turned back to him. Her body pulled her to him, as if they were being controlled by some sort of magnet, and she pressed her body against the metal of the cage. “God I want you…”

He was angry that she had obeyed him and locked him inside, he was angry that she wasn’t in there with him. “Cordelia, get away from me, go sit down and read” Angel told her in a belying calm voice. “I’m really pissed you’ve done what I told you too, it’s for your own safety to back away now”

Somehow she managed to get herself under control again and backed away from the cage. She sat in a chair at the table and peeled her eyes away from him, locked in the cage like an animal, an animal that she wanted to ravage her mercilessly. She shook her head and turned to the books in hand. “There’s gotta be something to explain this around here somewhere.”

Angel forced his body to sit on the floor and flung a book open at a random page, eyes always on Cordelia. “Are you wearing any panties?” he needed to know, wanted to know before he spontaneously combusted.

She looked up at him, a small smile creeping across her lips. “Maybe,” she answered and looked back at the book.

“Humor me, are you wearing any?”

“No,” she started and in the same breath she squealed in discovery, “I think I’ve found it!! Look! That’s the demon thing that you used me as bait for, right?!” She ran over to the cage and held the book up for him to see the picture.

Screw the demon Angel thought, “You’re not wearing any panties?” he asked again, his voice held a low purr to it as he spoke. “You’re wearing a skirt and no panties?”

“Yeah, I kinda…Angel! Demon! We have to focus, I didn’t wear them for you, so you wouldn’t have to get distracted, oh God, we have to focus! Demon! Is this the demon!?”

“Yes, that’s the demon” Angel replied throatily, “Pull up your skirt… No don’t listen to me, keep your skirt on, don’t turn around and bend over” he told her as he turned his own back to her. “See if you can get the book through the bars, I’ll be able to understand it better if there’s some language that needs to be translated… Cordelia?” Angel turned back round. “Pull up your skirt”

Cordelia struggled with her inner torment on which of his orders she was suppose to obey, so she compromised. She walked to the gap they had used to slide food in to Oz and dropped the book through, purposely catching the edge of the book on the hem of her skirt, causing it to lift and give Angel a view, if even briefly. “What’s it say? How do we stop this because I want to be in there with you so bad…All I have to do is unlock that door and we can…what’s it say Angel?”

Angel let out a large breath that did nothing, he wasn’t satisfied and wanted to see more. Suddenly, just seeing and watching wasn’t enough, neither was kissing and touching her breasts. He wanted more, a whole lot more. “Do it again, then I’ll read it”

“Why Angel? You know it’s not enough for either of us…I need more…I need you.” She eyed the keys resting on the floor by the door and looked back at him. “Don’t you need me Angel? Don’t you want to feel me, be inside of me…” She was rapidly beginning to lose that slight grip on control that she had. She walked to the keys and bent over to pick them up, making sure she was facing away from Angel to give him the maximum view.

Angel’s erection became painful when he saw the arousal glistening between her thighs as she bent over to pick up the keys. He needed to taste her, NOW. “Cordelia, open the door”

Cordelia fumbled with the key in the lock before throwing the door open and Angel pulled her inside. She didn’t even think when he slammed the door shut and purposely jammed it to prevent either of them from getting out. She pulled him to her, wrapping her legs around his waist as he picked her up off the floor, slamming her against the metal roughly.

“Stand up and hold onto my shoulders” he ordered her as he worked his hips into hers, causing her to buck against him. “Cordelia…” she did as he said, albeit unwillingly and moaned for him to satisfy her seemingly insatiable lust for him.

Angel sank to his knees immediately and shoved her skirt up, staring hungrily at the apex of her thighs. He grabbed tight hold of her thighs, brought her close to him and flicked his tongue out for a taste. The vampire looked up at Cordelia’s closed eyes and went back to the task at hand. He used his fingers to gently tease her clitoris, eliciting fresh arousal that now touched his fingertips. Angel slid his tongue up and down her labia, traced tiny circles around her clitoris before slowly inching his tongue inside her. He pulled away, licked his lips and entered her again. Angel controlled his movements, listening to Cordelia’s screams telling him what she liked best. He teased and tormented her clitoris mercilessly while tongue-fucking her slowly.

One hand flew from his shoulder and gripped the metal cage tightly, her knuckles turning white as she screamed louder and louder. He was making her feel so good and as her mind protested, her body surrendered to him completely. “Angel…Angel we shouldn’t…Angel…” Her voice of reason wasn’t sounding very convincing at that point as her legs began to tremble. She cried out his name again as her head slammed into the cage and her eyes squeezed shut.

Angel ignored her words and concentrated only on her screams and how he could make them louder. He continued to use his tongue inside her, while caressing her clitoris with his thumb roughly. “Cordelia,” Angel moaned as he pulled away for a second.

She whimpered at the loss of his tongue and looked down at him. “Angel?”

Angel simply looked at her once before sliding his tongue back inside her, taking all she had to offer. He drank it up, ate her up as if she was a five course meal. “Feel good?” he asked with a smirk.

“Yes,” she moaned and twisted her fingers in the metal cage.

Angel pulled away from her and guided Cordelia to the floor gently. “I need more than this”

“More. More good,” she moaned incoherently as he laid her down.

“I want your mouth on me Cordelia” Angel whispered as he kissed and licked the skin on her upper thighs. “I want you to take me deep in your mouth, I want to feel you swallow me whole”

Cordelia wasted no time in undoing his pants and pulling him free. She licked her lips and heard him groan in anticipation before she took him as far into her mouth as she could. She used her tongue to massage his tip before running along the underside of his erection.

Angel moaned loudly as he watched Cordelia taste him, he hissed when she let out a feminine moan, sending shivers of sensation through him. He regained some of his composure, and continued his oral pleasuring. The harder Cordelia stroked him with her tongue, the harder Angel taunted her clitoris. He entered her again and again, using his tongue to stimulate her G-spot, making Cordelia’s hips buck against his mouth. He wanted to touch her with his fingers but he was too happy to orally stimulate her.

She began to shudder and moan as their combined efforts rushed her climax onto her. Her fingers gripped the backs of his thighs tightly, tight enough to leave small red lines that splayed across his pale skin. She thrust against him one last time before her scream was muffled by her own actions.

He growled and vamped out when he felt her scratch the backs of his thighs, knowing it was done in passion. Angel increased the pressure on her clitoris, holding onto her until her orgasm peaked and he drank what she gave. His own climax not far behind, he kept tormenting Cordelia, moving his tongue in and out, mimicking sex and enjoying her every scream. He felt his orgasm start and he couldn’t help but encourage her to take him deeper, to suck harder. His spine stiffened, eyes snapped shut, hands holding Cordelia still.

She writhed underneath him as she sucked and swallowed rhythmically until he collapsed on top of her. Her body shivered as he stood up to pull his pants back on and closed her eyes as he wrapped his jacket around her like a blanket. She was too exhausted to even move, not that she’d be able to go anywhere at any rate since Angel had busted the door shut. “Wow…” she whispered breathlessly. “Didn’t realize the wrong stuff was such fun. This is so wrong but I don’t want it to stop.”

Angel purred as he lay down behind her, wrapping his arms round her, feeling happy and sated. For now. “This is wrong but that was the best blow job Cordelia,” he murmured to her. Even the words he used were not normally what he would say to a girl who had just successfully made him orgasm with five minute oral sex. Now if he could go for a little while longer without wanting and needing more, things would be okay.

She smiled lazily and snuggled her head into the crook of his neck. “I second the best notion on your part,” she agreed and drifted into a blissful sleep.


Part 4: Dirty Dancing
Giles hummed lightly as he pushed the doors to the library open, “Another day at Sunnydale” he sighed to himself as he walked further into the library. Not noticing Cordelia and Angel still sleeping in Oz’s cage together.

Cordelia sighed in annoyance at the sound of something threatening to disturb her dreams, dreams of all the things her and Angel had done and hadn’t yet.

Giles turned towards the cage when he heard a disgruntled sound and dropped the things he was carrying. “Good Lord!” he exclaimed loudly as he darted to the cage. “Angel, Cordelia, is everything alright?”

“Ugh, Giles, do you have to be so loud?” she muttered, somehow disentangling herself from Angel. She stood up and brushed herself off, holding Angel’s coat around her body, not knowing what state her clothing was in.

Angel growled when Cordelia moved away from him, “Where are you going? We have to stay in here where we can…” he opened his eyes and saw Giles. “Where we can now get help getting out of here”

“Yes, help getting out of here.” She turned toward Giles with a small smile. “Think you figure out a way to unjam the door?”

“Of course, just give me a moment” Giles went to find a weapon that could be used to prise the cage door open. “I assume that there was a demon attack here?” he asked as he tried to open the cage door.

“Yeah, a demon. A big, horny demon,” Cordelia half lied to the Watcher. “Angel, uh, locked us in here when the demon attacked.”

Angel finally stood, looked at Giles with as much honesty on his face as he could muster. “Yeah, Cordelia was attacked by a demon, a really evil, vicious and dangerous demon” he told the Watcher as he looked at Cordelia. “Wickedly dangerous”

Cordelia blushed under his gaze and turned back to Giles. “Yeah, he was just impossible to fight. But it’s all good now!” She looked down at Angel’s leather coat and looked around the room. “Oh my God! What time is it? I need to go home and change!! I can’t be seen in the same clothes I wore yesterday!!”

“You two have been here all night?” Giles asked as he saw the discarded demonology book on the floor next to where they had been lying.

“Umm…yeah,” Cordelia answered and ran out the door. “I’ll give you your coat back tonight!” she called over her shoulder as she disappeared from sight.

“I need to go, that… Fight worked up an appetite” Angel spoke up and quickly followed Cordelia’s footsteps out of the library.

Oz crossed paths with Angel in the hallway and entered the library with a perplexed expression on his face. “What’s up,” he nodded in Giles’ direction and motioned to his damaged cage door.

“Angel apparently saved Cordelia from a demon attack last night” Giles explained, a confused look on his face. “They ran in here and into your cage when the door got jammed shut, locking him inside with Cordelia”

Oz stepped into the cage and the same smell that had radiated off Angel was present in the cage. “I don’t think that was your regular variety of demon,” he told Giles monotonously.

“Oh?”

“Nope”

“How can you tell?” Giles inquired curiously as he stepped into the cage and picked up the book, looking at the page where it had been opened.

“Werewolf senses,” he answered simply and looked over Giles’ shoulder at the book. “Not it. Not unless that thing got personal with Angel and Cordelia.”

“Got per… Oh dear!” Giles exclaimed when he read the passage in the book and recognized the demon Cordelia had been bait for. “How, um, personal would you say this…demon got?” he asked Oz numbly, scared in case it was Angelus who just left the library.

“Wasn’t Angelus,” he reassured Giles in his own unique way. “Can’t tell you for sure, but things got pretty personal. Some swapping of body fluids.” He thought for a minute and then looked toward the doors. “You know, it was the same smell I sensed in the lounge yesterday.”

“The, uh, demon was in the lounge, swapping b-body fluids?” Giles asked, refusing to look Oz in the eye and kept his gaze focused on the page he was reading. With growing concern.

Oz put a hand on Giles’ shoulder and gave him a distinctly-Oz look. “They are the demon Giles.”

“Here I was thinking subtext was a part of youthful culture” Giles remarked dryly. “Thank you for enlightening me on what I already knew Oz. We need to bring Angel and Cordelia back here before he loses his soul”

“May I suggest not telling Buffy? Or anyone else for that matter.” Oz was concerned, even if his demeanor didn’t show it.

“Yes, we agree on that point” the Watcher agreed swiftly. “The demon Angel killed the other night has certain properties in the blood; it works as a highly potent aphrodisiac to make sure it enables successful mating. Unlike ordinary aphrodisiacs, the demon blood will work only when lust is reciprocated between the affected demons. Or human and vampire in this case”

“I’d say that is an affirmative.” Oz looked back at his cage and shook his head. He wasn’t sure if he could get back in there when he needed too. Their scents were too strong, but hopefully they would dissipate before the full moon. “I guess a cage could be kinky,” he said mostly to himself.

“I need to find a way to undo what the demon blood is doing to Cordelia and Angel” Giles told him. “Do you think you could keep this to yourself? I don’t want to worry Buffy unnecessarily with any mention of Angelus”

“I won’t talk,” he assured Giles.

***

Cordelia bounced into the library on her way to the game. “Oz said you needed to talk to me Giles?” she asked and then saw Angel. “Oh…I can come back later. Have a game anyways.”

Angel looked sharply at Cordelia, her toned body clothed in a tiny skirt, a tight sweater with Sunnydale across her breasts and her hair in a ponytail. The material of the skirt kept moving teasingly against her thighs, those same thighs he felt last night. His chocolate eyes snapped up to meet Cordelia’s hazel ones and Angel licked his lips. “Game?”

“Yeah, football. You know, ‘First and Ten’?” she answered with a lust-laden voice.

“Football, right” he responded with a dry mouth, he wondered what Giles would say if he made Cordelia straddle him and give him a lapdance. “You must be a good dancer if you’re a cheerleader”

“Yeah…I could show you-” Cordelia was cut off by Giles’ hand over her mouth.

“I know about the demon blood Cordelia” Giles said quickly. “It works as an aphrodisiac and you’re highly affected as is Angel. We’re looking for a cure right now so I suggest you go to your game and I’ll come find you when we have one”

“What if we don’t want a cure? I don’t. The only thing I want is for Angel to be on top of me,” she told Giles, her eyes locked on Angel.

The vampire in question got out of his seat, pushing Giles away from Cordelia. “No, I want you dancing for me Cordelia, then I want you straddling me and teasing me”

“Mmm…and then what are you going to do to me?” she purred, gliding around Angel gracefully, her hand following her, touching his body ever so lightly.

“Make you scream my name Cordelia you need to go before I go through with what’s on my mind” Angel told her desperately with a cracking voice. “Go to your game but are you wearing any?” he asked painfully.

“Sadly yes. Didn’t think it would be a great idea to flash the entire student body of Sunnydale. You wouldn’t like that, would you? Yes, going now. I’ll, uh, be on the field!” She turned quickly, causing her skirt to float up as she ran out the door.

Giles moved to restrain Angel to stop him from going after Cordelia. He saw the effect with his own eyes, saw the glazed look shared by both Angel and Cordelia when the aphrodisiac began to work. “Angel, stop, you need to get a hold of yourself” Giles yelped, “It’s the blood, come to your senses”

Blood. Cordelia’s blood. The smell eminated from her and surrounded him, drowning his vampire senses. He wanted her blood. “Giles, this needs to stop. I’m afraid of what I might do…what I might do to that firm, lithe, gorgeous body of hers.”

Giles sucked in a breath of confidence and whacked the vampire across the back of his head. “Get a hold of yourself Angel!” he exclaimed loudly, “I need your help to find a bloody cure. I can’t very well have you and Cordelia in the same room and you will be better at research than her”

Angel growled at the Watcher’s audacity to hit him, but knew he was right. “Where do you want me to start?”

“Tell me how the demon blood came into contact with you and Cordelia” Giles thought, the best place to start is at the beginning.

“I decapitated it. The blood got on me, in my hair and on my face. It got on her too. I guess I splattered it on her. It was on her arms and on her cheek. She wasn’t happy.” He knew that he didn’t sound enthused about the conversation because in all honesty, he wasn’t. He wasn’t sure if he wanted a cure either. There were still so many more things he had left to do with her. He shifted uncomfortably in his seat.

Giles nodded thoughtfully, “How long after becoming infected did it take for the blood to take effect?”

“Five, maybe 10 minutes.”

“H-how far have things gone between the two of you?”

“I don’t think that’s any of your business,” he answered with a warning glare.

“Pardon me Angel, but I am very concerned about this and what it may or may not lead too” Giles reponded rightly so. “You cannot expect me to ignore this craziness”

“And I don’t expect you to delve that far into my personal business. We haven’t had sex if that’s what you’re wondering. At least not in the strictest sense of the word. I’d like to though. Oh the things I could show that little girl. I’d have her screaming my name and screaming for more.”

“I don’t wish to know what you would like to do with her Angel so please refrain from telling me as such thank you. I need you to read through this book here” the Englishman handed Angel a thick book on cures and healing recipes. “Please could you look through that?” he asked politely.

“I AM refraining myself,” he informed Giles and took the book from him, glancing through it.

Xander burst through the double doors, a huge, silly grin on his face. “Oz? Where’s Oz?”

“Oz is in his cage Xander, what is so important?” Giles asked as he and Angel looked at him curiously. The Englishman’s expression was of bored curiosity while the vampire’s expression held sheer hatred for Xander.

“Is he gonna go all wolfy anytime soon, because he can’t miss this! No warm-blooded teenage boy can miss this!!” He looked at Giles’ still bored expression and took a deep breath. “Cordy’s got the entire away team distracted. If her clothes were coming off, it would be an effective strip tease! Since they’re not, it’s just really friggin hot!!!”

“Cordelia’s stripping? Outside? Without me?” Angel burst out as he raced out of the library, the double doors swinging wildly from his exit. A few seconds later, Angel popped his head back into the library, “Where is she?”

“On the sidelines,” Xander answered slowly and then turned toward Giles. “What’s Deadboy’s deal?”

***

Cordelia slowly ran her hands up her neck and to her ponytail. She grasped the elastic and pulled it out, letting her long, dark hair tumble down. She ran her fingers through it, lifting it up as she rotated her hips. Her hands then progressed down her shoulders and over her breasts, stopping to give them both a firm squeeze.

Angel came to a sudden halt, watching her dance on the pitch like that made him hard for her all over again. He watched the way her hands smoothly caressed her own body, he wanted to be the only one she was dancing for. He should be the only one she was dancing for. “Cordelia…” he half moaned her name when he got the visual of her giving him a lapdance, moving exactly like she was now.

His form caught her eye and she turned so that she was facing him. She was so glad he had finally gotten away from Giles. She knew that if she started this, the word would get back to Angel fairly quickly, what with a few hundred horny teenage males running around. She smiled seductively, telling him silently that this was for him in particular, even if everyone on the bleachers could see her. She didn’t care because he could see her. Her hands smoothed down her skirt and slid up underneath, showing more of her tanned thighs to him. She continued to sway her hips and she turned around to give him a glimpse of her ass as she gyrated for him alone.

Angel watched her intensely as she danced under his appraising gaze. Cordelia leaned over, placed her hands on the floor and executed a back flip gracefully, giving Angel a perfect glance at the useless underwear she was wearing. He grinned wolfishly back at her and made a ‘come hither’ movement with his finger as he walked bacwards into the darkened shadows.

She smirked and ignored the appreciative catcalls from the bleachers as she walked towards the water cooler. When Aura came up to her, asking her what her performance was all about, Cordelia waved her off without a word and disappeared into the shadows. “Show off,” Aura grumbled and bounced back to the sidelines. “Angel?” Cordelia called in a hushed whisper when she couldn’t see him in the near pitch darkness.

“You look like you could do with a shower Cordelia,!” Angel commented from the darkness, watching how her skin flared up with goosbumps and how her eyes held that tinge of fear his demon longed for.

“Angel? Where are you? I can’t see you.” She hated not being able to see him, and not only because of her uncontrollable lust. “Angel, this isn’t funny. I don’t have super-sensitive night vision like you.”

“You have a 10 second head start to get to the locker room Cordelia, if I touch you before the water does I get to do whatever I want with you. If the water touches you before I do then you get complete control over me” Angel told her as he stealthily moved around in the darkness. “10 seconds Cordelia…”

Cordelia let out a small cry of surprise and bolted toward the locker room. She didn’t know how far behind her he was. You could never predict with him. He could be right behind her, intent of having his way with her, or he could be lingering back, giving her a false sense of security. She raced through the doors into the school and ran as fast as her legs would take her.

Angel casually sauntered through the school, towards the girls’ locker room. If he kicked a few doors down, he’d get there before her but he wasn’t sure what he wanted, control over her or her having control over him. He paused for a second then a grin crossed his face, he decided when he saw her. The vampire booted another door down and strode down the hallway towards the locker room. The silence only broke when the wrecked wooden door hit the wall behind it. “Cordelia, where are you?” he sang lightly as he pushed the door open, “Are you in here?”

Cordelia turned at the sound of his voice and the door crashing. “Crap!” she hissed quietly as she tripped over her own feet and sprawled across the cold tile. She scrambled to her feet, knowing that she’d lost precious time due to her own stupidity. “Never look back! That’s how the dumb blondes in all the slasher movies get caught!” she berated herself as she took off running again, approaching the locker room door.

Angel leaned against the lockers facing the showers, arms crossed and a bored look on his face. “I never thought you’d get here”

“Unfair advantage,” she fumed as she tried to catch her breath. She frowned as she looked down at her rapidly bruising knee and her split elbow, a tiny drop of blood swelling on it. “Damn.”

Angel walked forward, “You look hurt, do you need a doctor?” he asked as his eyes roamed the body he wanted so much.

“Nothing a bandaid can’t fix,” she answered and looked at him. “Does this mean I lose?” she asked, not sure whether she wanted him to say yes or no.

“Yes Cordelia, you lose and I win” he replied thickly, “Let’s go back to my place, no interruptions… Or question-asking Watchers” he yanked forward and pressed his lips to hers once before letting go. “This is really wrong, you ready?”

“Wrong, very very wrong, let’s go.”


Part 5: Wet T-Shirts
Angel’s hand gripped the handle on the broken door, stilling as he thought more in depth about Cordelia and dancing. He turned onyx eyes onto her flushed face, feeling his body react instantly to her. “No, we’re not leaving yet” he told her in a hushed whisper.

“We’re not?” Cordelia asked breathlessly while smoothing her hands up the back of his thigh to squeeze his ass.

The vampire shook his head and dragged her towards the showers, “I was right when I said you needed a shower Cordelia” Angel murmured to her as he turned a shower on. “I think you would look really good with a wet t-shirt”

Cordelia gave him a wickedly mischievous look, “I’m not wearing a t-shirt Angel”

“Take off your sweater, but leave your skirt on I like it” Angel demanded throatily. “Are you wearing silk?”

“Yeah,” she answered with a sly grin. “Had to go buy some new silk since I gave you my favorite pair of panties,” she purred as she pulled her sweater off to reveal a very revealing black silk bra.

His eyes lustfully devoured her cleavage that the black silk held in place. “Get in the shower Cordelia, but leave that bra on”

She grinned and stepped back into the steaming water, running her hands up her neck, smoothing her dark hair to her head. Her body broke out in goosebumps at the way his eyes seemed to eat her alive. “You like?”

“Yeah” Angel purred as he watched in satisfaction while Cordelia let her hands glide down her now-wet body. The water droplets making her skin shiny and it would be so nice to touch and he wanted so much more than touching. He wanted so much more than tasting now, too. Right now, he wanted to see Cordelia dance for him before anything else. “Dance for me”

Angel watched as her bra became wet with the water, clinging to her pert breasts and hardened nipples. That was such an erotic thing to see on a woman in his opinion. As was a woman working herself up just to please him, it made him very, very good. “Strip slowly” he ordered as he cupped his erection blatantly in front of her.

Cordelia had just reached around her back to unhook her bra when Giles barrelled into the locker room. “Stop! Both of you right now!”

Angel growled and spun round to face the intruder, “Giles, get out” he told the other man dangerously. “Cordelia is mine, get out”

“We’re all getting out,” the Watcher informed Angel, shielding his eyes from Cordelia’s wet, sensual form. “Angel, turn around. Cordelia, get out of there this instant. The three of us are going back to the library and try to sort this out.”

“No, the only thing to sort out is my really hard problem in my pants” Angel told him as he took his jacket off and wrapped Cordelia up in it. He stroked her hair, face and moved his hand down her thighs, lifting her skirt as he moved them up. “I need to sort Cordelia’s little…”

“That’s quite enough.” Giles pryed Cordelia out of Angel’s grip with difficulty and dragged her toward the library, knowing that Angel wouldn’t be far behind. He sat her in a chair at the table and gave her a glare that dared her to move. “We’re going to sort this problem that you two have right now.”

“But Giles, I’m all wet and Angel needs to take care of me” Cordelia told him a sultry voice that feigned innocence.

“No. You’re going to sit there.”

Cordelia’s eyes snapped up when Angel burst through the library doors. “Angel…” she cooed, her head cocking to one side.

Angel paused in the doorway, looking from Giles to Cordelia and back again. “I’ve got control of myself” he fibbed, “We need to get this fixed Cordelia before we go any further than what we already have” his voice was calm, collected and certain as he sat next to her.

“Angel, maybe you should sit at the other end of the table” Giles commented with a stern glare at the vampire. “It might make things go quicker and a lot easier on me”

She looked at him, a betrayed look on her face. “I thought you wanted me too Angel. Why do you want this to stop?” She hugged his jacket closer to her chilled body and completely ignored Giles’ presence.

“Because it’s wrong, because we’re not acting like ourselves” Angel replied, turning to face her and put his hand on her thigh, making slow circles and inching slowly higher. “We can’t risk me losing my soul again, it’s too dangerous”

“I know it’s wrong. I know it’s dangerous. But it’s too good to let go,” she pleaded and sighed lightly at his continued touches, her legs spreading just slightly under the pressure of his fingers.

“I know, it’s good for me too Cordelia” Angel agreed, his face not changing expressions at all. His hand slipped inside her panties to play with her clitoris, tickling and teasing mercilessly. “But Giles is right, it’s wrong and dangerous to want too be inside you, screw… It’s wrong”

“So wrong,” she repeated, forcing her body to not react visibly to his touch. “How do we fix it? How long will it take? Is it a long process?”

“I’m glad you’ve both come to your senses” Giles commented, too engrossed in reading about the cure for their situation to notice anything different. “There are a few ingredients that are needed and once you consume it, it may take a day or two for it to take effect” he rambled on, unaware of what Angel was doing to Cordelia.

Angel inched his finger slowly inside Cordelia, relishing the heat on his cool skin. He felt her shift her legs wider apart to give him better access and took advantage of it. He pushed his finger inside, making her squirm against his hand.

“A day or two?” Cordelia asked. “What could we do in a day or two?” She directed her second question to Angel, her body jumping at this forbidden activity so close to Giles.

“Anything you like Cordelia” Angel purred then got a hold of himself. “I think it would be best if we avoided each other, then we wouldn’t be around temptation” he reached for her hand and placed it on his erection, making her touch him.

“Yeah, I agree,” she answered, her fingers kneading him deeply. “Anything I like?” She increased her pressure and locked gazes with him. “I want whatever you want,” she whispered so only he could hear.

“Unzip me quietly and no screaming this time, we have to be quiet” Angel whispered back, he eased another finger inside her, loving the way her muscles shifted around his fingers. “Shush” he mimed when Cordelia sucked in a little breath at his movements when he began to slide in and out of her.

She bit her lip slightly and almost silently unzip his pants, pulling his impossibly hard penis from it’s prison. She began to pump her hand in rhythm with his fingers, knowing it wouldn’t be long before she was coming on his fingers, swallowing back her own screams. She could already feel her walls contracting over him as she fought to keep her moans and mewls silent.

“So Giles” Angel asked while he placed his own free hand on top of Cordelia’s, there was something highly erotic about showing her how to touch him like this. “Do you have a list of the ingrediants we need to get?” he asked offhandedly. His hips bucked into her hand, feeling the pressure build hard, he quickened his pace and moved harder into Cordelia. The burst of hot liquid told him she was in the middle of her orgasm, Angel stilled his hand for a second before moving in and our rapidly and roughly.

“I’m searching for the exact ingrediants as we speak” Giles replied as he peered over the edge of the book at Angel and Cordelia suspiciously. He didn’t see any change in the lustful expressions from either of them but knew they couldn’t do anything sexual in there with him.

Cordelia’s eyes slid shut as she continued to climax over and over on his hand. Her own hand moved at his direction and she soon felt the cool liquid coat her fingers. She felt him shudder against her hand and she smiled at him. “Just let us know what we need.”

“Of course, may I suggest you both going home. Separate homes that is, you may be rather tired after we perform the cure which will be happening as soon as possible” he told her. “Angel, I’ll give you a ride home if you would like”

Angel kept moving Cordelia’s hand over his shaft until his orgasmic shudders stopped. “No thanks Giles, I need to work off some tension so I’ll do a quick sweep before I go back to the mansion”

“Yeah, I think I need to go take a long, hot bath. Take off this chill,” she added, finally pulling her hand away from Angel and straightening herself up.

“That will be the second jacket of mine you have” Angel commented happily as he stood up, zipping his pants up at the same. “I’ll stop by tonight before I go home if you won’t be busy”

“I don’t think that’s such a good idea Angel” Giles remanded lightly. “Maybe Cordelia could bring them in tomorrow for you”

“Oh, I don’t mind Giles. I won’t be busy, and my parents will be home anyways,” she told the Watcher, trying to assure him that she was safe from their infection for the evening. “Come anytime Angel,” she grinned at him.

“Thanks, you’re welcome to come to me anytime too Cordelia” Angel returned, keeping the smile off his face as he adjusted his pants slightly.


Part 6: Turned Off
Cordelia thought she heard a movement in her bedroom and sat up straight in bed. She pulled the blankets up to her chest in a useless move of defense and darted her eyes to every dark corner of the room. One hand blindly tried to find her light or something to use as a weapon at the possible unseen intruder.

Her shaky hand fumbled around on her bedside table, knocking over her ever-present glass of water, sending it tumbling to the floor. “Good way to alert the murderer slash burgler slash rapist Cor” she hissed to herself, eyes darting everywhere as she tried to keep from screaming.

She heard a deep, quiet laugh and her heart jumped into her throat. “Whoever you are, leave now and I won’t call the cops,” she offered in warning the faceless laugh.

A male form stepped into the moonlight shining through her curtains, “It’s just me Cordelia. Angel” Angel told her, “It’s just me”

“Oh…” she sighed in relief. “Can you not do with the stealthy, stalky, vampire-y lurking in the shadows please? I almost needed a new pair of panties!” she scolded him and picked up her fallen water glass.

“Don’t you?” Angel asked as he sat on her bed, “Felt wet enough to me earlier, maybe I didn’t get you wet enough…”

“Already changed,” she winked at him and snuggled back down in her bed. “How long have you been here?”

“Long enough to get hard just by watching you sleep” he purred as he moved up the bed to sit next to her. “I wanted to wake you up in a special way but seeing you laying there with your little chemise on was too good”

She smiled and motioned to the chair by her bed. “Your jackets are right there.” She was doing everything she could not to get turned on by his closeness, but she was failing miserably. “You…uh…like my chemise?”

“Very much, can I take it off?”

Angel reached over, pulled the sheets from her body, took hold of the satin chemise and slipped it effortlessly from her body. He expelled a shaky breath when he looked at her naked body for the first time. Her breasts, while well developed, were pert and firm, her stomach toned and flat. Her thighs looked strong Angel noted, feminine muscles pulled taut as Cordelia shifted her legs a little. “Cordelia…”

“Angel…” she answered as his eyes took her in. “We shouldn’t…it’s wrong, remember? Get over here.”

“Very wrong” he agreed weakly as he used his larger body to ease her back down onto her bed. His hips connecting with hers completely, Angel rocked his erection into her, “So very wrong” he muttered as he began to kiss and lick her neck, down to her breasts before toying her nipple with his tongue and the other with his hand. Cordelia made quiet noises of pleasure as he took control over her body, making her buck her hips into his.

“Angel…you feel so good…” she moaned as her fingers gripped his shoulders tightly. “Angel, we need to stop this…Giles is looking…” she tried to reason with him, but her body betrayed her yet again.

“I don’t care, Giles can watch for all I care” Angel whispered before shutting her up with his lips. He pulled her legs around his waist while he kissed her deeply, stealing her breath. “Need to take clothes off” he told her in a low purr, “Need to be inside you”

She was already pulling his shirt up to expose his pale, sculpted skin. “Need you…need you so badly. This is so bad, I need you bad.”

Their kisses were frantic as Cordelia took his clothes off, throwing them to the floor carelessly. Angel unbuckled his belt, “Lay down Cordelia, and wrap your legs around me” he told her firmly. His naked chest made her hiss a little as her boiling skin made contact with his cool skin. Her nipples hardened when they brushed off his chest and Cordelia bit back a moan. “No Cordelia, I want you screaming” Angel told her. His mouth brushed the skin as he approached hr breasts again, cupping them with both hands and lifting them gently to create the same cleavage that bra had.

“My parents…” she reminded him quietly, arching her back so press her nipples against his face. “Angel, please…”

“Please what Cordelia?” Angel asked as he gently bit her nipple, sending shockwaves of pleasure straight to her groin. “Please fuck you? Tell me what you want me to do” he kicked his pants off eventually, bring his naked erection to her clitoris for the first time. Angel growled even though there was no penetration yet.

Cordelia suddenly pulled away from him, still overstimulated and sensitive. “Angel…we can’t.”

“Yes we can and yes we are Cordelia, this is all I could think about, all I can think about. Being with you, touching you, tasting you and fucking you” Angel told her, the tip of his erect penis touching her clitoris lightly.

“No Angel, I can’t!”

“Why not? I thought you wanted me” he responded, a little angry and a little bit concerned.

“I-I do! It’s just that…that!” she cried out, pointing at his arousal. “No freaking way. Not tonight.”

“What?” Angel sat up and looked at his penis in confusion, “What’s wrong with it? Is it not, what, big enough?”

“Quite the opposite,” she answered with a sultry smile. “I’m just not ready. Not tonight. Not after earlier.”

“Why…Oh… OH” Angel eventually caught on to what she was trying to tell him. He pressed a finger to her lips as he eased her back down on the bed, “Trust me Cordelia, we don’t have to do anything I just need to be near you or else I’m gonna go nuts”

“I can handle that,” she smiled and relaxed against him. In all honesty, she was glad he wasn’t trying to push her. There were more reasons than one that she wasn’t ready for what he wanted, demon goo or not. “Angel?”

Angel shifted so his large, muscular body was holding her back to his chest. “Yeah?” he asked, nuzzling her neck and biting lightly.

Her eyes rolled back she her breathing accelerated as he nibbled on her. “How long do you think before Giles cures this?” Everything in her voice conveyed her disappointment that it would all be coming to an end far too soon for her.

“Not long enough” he replied, unable to help cupping her breasts in his hand, tickling the skin softly. “There’s so many things I want to do with and too you Cordelia, I’m afraid this might be over before we get to do any of those things”

“What things?” she asked as she involuntarily pressed into his body.

“Wanna tie you up, dress you up in leather, fuck you in everyway humanly and vampirically possible. Make you my slave” Angel responded, his body reacting instinctually to hers, rocking his hips against her ass rhythmically.

Cordelia was speechless. She didn’t know how to respond verbally, but her body responded for her. She gripped his hands with her own and helped him to squeeze her breasts together again.

Angel moaned into her neck, constantly rocking his erection against her. His hands teased her nipples, shooting fire directly to her clitoris, they were so sensitive to his touch. “Cordelia we need to stop if you’re not ready… God, let me fuck you, I won’t hurt you”

“I know you wouldn’t mean to, but…” she pressed against him again and then managed to wrap herself from his arms and stand up, wrapping her robe around herself. “I’m sorry Angel…I want you so bad but…”

Fighting his inner demon was one thing, but fighting this was entirely a different story. Angel balled his hands into fists as he sat up to look at Cordelia. “What has you acting like a scared little girl Cordelia? Is it because I’m a vampire? Is it because you haven’t had sex before? Or are you scared of the physical pain?” he asked.

She stepped back quickly as his eyes flashed, the warning sign of danger ahead. “I think you should go…” she whispered even though everything in her body screamed otherwise.

“No” Angel replied with a frown, “You were practically fucking me right then Cordelia, you were in my arms and loving it as much as me. Why does the thought of sex with me scare you so much?”

“You’re right. I was loving it as much as you. I want nothing more than to be in that bed next to you, but I can’t. I just can’t tonight. And it’s not sex with you that’s scaring me right now. It’s you.” She backed into her private bathroom and slammed the door, locking it behind her.

Angel rubbed his face in frustration, getting off the bed he walked to the locked bathroom door and spoke through it. “Cordelia, I’m sorry if I scared you, but I want you so much I can’t help it. If you want me to go, then I’ll go”

“Don’t ask me what I want Angel. I need you to leave. Please? Will I see you tomorrow?” Her voice was full of uncertainty and desperation.

“I’ll be around” was all he said to her before putting his clothes on and leaving the way he came in. Silently and out of her window.


…THE END…


 

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