One For The
Road
Author: PaulenaK~
toukalah@hotmail.com
Rating: NC-17
Disclaimer: Everything belongs to Joss Whedon.
Spoilers: I didn’t like Cordelia’s departure on Angel… so I wrote my own.
Feedback: Is loved and appreciated.
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One For
The Road
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“I can’t stay…”
“What?” He exclaimed getting to
his feet to stand before her. “Where are you going?”
She shrugged and sent him a half
hearted smile.
“The Power’s owed me a favour…” She said shrugging again. “…and I took it.”
“You took it?” He shook his head
and his brow furrowed as she started to back away.
“Say goodbye to the others for
me.”
“Cordy…”
She paused in the doorway and
though her mind sent the command to her legs to keep moving – they didn’t. They
stopped. And the next thing she knew she was in his arms and he was kissing
her. Angel was finally kissing her. Not as a friend and not even as the result
of some funky spell gone wrong, but as a woman he desired. And then would come the ‘friend’ issues and most probably that funky spell
that went wrong. One just never knew these days.
He growled inwardly and she
cherished the sound.
“Cordy…
my Cordy…” He whispered on her mouth, and then drew
back his hands cupping her face so he could stare down at her. “I could eat you,”
He mumbled and quirked a brow. “In fact I think I will.”
Cordelia felt a prickling of desire crackle over her skin,
raising all the downy hairs on the back of her arms and legs.
He stretched out one finger and
traced a light teasing path down the line of her jaw to her bra which peaked
through the opening of her shirt. Cordelia gasped
faintly, little tendrils of desire shooting from her breasts down to her belly
and between her legs. Angel let his hands slide down to her hips then up again
bringing her shirt up over her head. Her bra followed letting her full breasts
bounce free. His eyes dwelt on her swollen dark nipples and his hands slid to
her waist again, snapping her jeans open as his lips trailed down the valley
between her breasts till he reached her belly button. His hands gently tugged
her jeans down her slim legs, his thumb and fore finger rubbing against the
arches of her feet as she stepped out of them.
She suppressed a moan in the
back of her throat. Angel was making her wait, touching her everywhere that
wasn’t obvious. She became desperately aware of the sensation of having soft
plush carpet under her toes and the whisper of lace between her legs where she
was completely moist and slick.
Angel was still fully dressed,
even to still having his shoes on. He continued to torment her, teasing her
with his hands, massaging her, keeping his eyes level with her body until he
drew up between her legs and his stare bore right through the tiny snatch of
white fabric that separated him from his goal.
He inserted his two thumbs under
the lace and rubbed the sides of her hips, tugging the tiny triangle free so
that she stood completely naked before him.
“Angel…” She panted her eyes
closed as he pressed his mouth closer and trailed the tip of his tongue over
her. “My Angel…” She sobbed and bit against the sides of her cheeks to keep
herself quiet.
When she was squirming hard
against him, he stood up grinning and kicked off his shoes. Cordelia
wanted to tear the buttons from his shirt, but her fingers were shaking so much
she knew she wouldn’t be able to control them.
Angel stripped off fast and when
he too stood naked before her she looked her full. His upper body was what she
remembered from her times as his nurse and her lips parted slightly at the
thought of her fingers gliding over him - but his lower body, the part she had
never even laid eyes on before was wiry and hard with his erection standing tall
and thick against the dark silky hair of his groin.
He moved back to her pressing
himself against her while his hands lightly brushed over her nipples and then
darted down her back, cupping the firm swell of her ass. He lifted her then,
her weight nothing to him as he guided her legs around his waist.
“Your mine Cordy…
your finally mine.”
He kissed her hard and lifted
her hands up over her head, pinning her wrists together with one hand while the
other strayed over her thighs. Then he pushed up into her, his mouth working
its way along her jaw line and down her neck, the little butterfly kisses
contrasting with the hard movements of his hips.
Cordelia braced herself against the wall behind her and arched
her hips into him with sheer pleasure. She was so ready, so primed. Her nails
dug into his back, but Angel didn’t stop, didn’t even seem to notice. Small
waves of pressure broke up from her centre, her pleasure building up until she
was moving with him and they were both gasping out the other’s name.
His forehead came to rest on
hers as he waited for her breathing to regulate to a steady rhythm.
“Cordy…”
He began his open eyes focused on her closed ones. “I lo-“
He paused as the shrill ring of
the phone cut him off.
“You better get that,” She said
when he made no move to answer it.
“The machine will get it,” He
replied his eyes not leaving hers.
“No,” That half smile was back
again. “You’re gonna want to take ‘this’ call.”
She stepped out of his arms and
waved him towards the still ringing phone.
“Hello,” He said into the
receiver.
“Is this Mr…
Angel?”
“Yeah, this is he,”
“My name is Lee Jin-Ha I’m a
doctor at Mercy General. I am calling to in form you that Miss Chase died in
her sleep…”
Angel frowned not hearing
anything else the man said other then ‘Miss Chase has died in her sleep.’
“No, that’s impossible… she’s
standing right behind me…”
But Angel’s words stuck in his
throat when he turned because all he was met with was an empty room.
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