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Title: Fever.<\/b> A Darkness Within<\/b> Forum Fic
\nAuthor: CydneStorm<\/b>
\nPosted: <\/b>
\nEmail<\/b><\/a>
\nRating: <\/b>R\/N-18
\nCategory: <\/b>Maybe a little angst. Mostly seduction and teasing
\nContent: <\/b>A\/C; A\/C\/W friendship
\nSummary: <\/b>A twist on \u2018She\u2019. What if Jhiera\u2019s Ko had affected Angel. Just enough to let the demon rise a little closer to the surface. Like in \u2018Eternity\u2019. Maybe it\u2019s only temporary. Maybe it\u2019s not..
\nSpoilers: <\/b>None. S1
\nDisclaimer: <\/b>The characters in the Angelverse were created by Joss Whedon & David Greenwalt. No infringement is intended, no profit is made.
\nDistribution: <\/b>
\nNotes: <\/b>Actually, I pecked this out this afternoon. An excuse not to work on the final chapter of EH. Scene opens with Angel being drawn to Jhiera while she explains the Ko then it jumps to Angel taking a bath, but only Cordelia comes looking for him.
\nThanks\/Dedication:<\/b>
\nFeedback:<\/b> Yes please<\/p>\n

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\u201cWhen the females come of age, Ko controls our physical and sexual power. It even signals when we are\u2026aroused. But when it is removed\u2026\u201d<\/i><\/p>\n

\u201cYou\u2019re more easily controlled.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cWe marry who they command, serve without question.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cBut you escaped.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cI thought I would die from the heat under my skin.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cAnd the men, they respond to the Ko.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cYes. They tried to force\u2026 I am daughter to a King. One who promised happiness and a better life. If a few have to die to protect my people-\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cThis is my city. Protecting the people I care about is my promise.\u201d<\/p>\n

~~~ ~~~<\/p>\n

Water beaded over his skin, it glistened even under the dull lights of the basement apartment. Muscles rippled across his chest. Broad and hard it showed off the narrowing line of his tapered waist until Cordelia\u2019s sight landed on the towel loosely wrapped around his hips.<\/p>\n

\u201cWhat are you doing?\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cI had to take a shower.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cA show- Wesley and I nearly got burned from the inside out.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cAre you alright? Where\u2019s Wes?\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cHe stayed behind. Someone has to follow the bad guys while you\u2019re here getting all April fresh.\u201d<\/p>\n

Cordelia was tired, too tired to care about the bitch-slap threat radiating in her tone. She was Angel\u2019s seer now, not just the hired help. It hadn\u2019t been so long that the pamperings of a finer life had been forgotten. Suddenly the call of warm, fluffy bubbles sounded good. After all, she was the one fighting off demons while Angel was obviously relaxing. Maybe, Cordelia unconsciously seethed, Angel was tired from following Jhiera half the night.<\/p>\n

\u201cAlready told you Cor. I needed a shower. I don\u2019t like repeating myself.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cAlrea-don\u2019t like-What the hell\u2019s gotten into you?\u201d<\/p>\n

His nostrils instinctively flared. Cordelia still smelled sweet from her morning bath, but the spicy aroma of her day now clung to her skin. He could smell the thin layer of sweat. Like incense, it burned as he pulled air into his lungs. Anger exuded from every pore, and Angel reveled in the glory of being its maker.<\/p>\n

\u201cIt\u2019s more like something getting out.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cWhat\u2019s that suppose to mean? And what\u2019s with the Cor?\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cSure you want to know?\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cWhat I want is for you to put your pants on.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cOK.\u201d<\/p>\n

Cordelia couldn\u2019t even remember Angel tugging on the towel. Like a movie scene fading into slow motion, it slid down his legs bunching around his feet. She had followed the slow descent to the floor, and Cordelia was determined her eyes wouldn\u2019t wander.<\/p>\n

\u201cIs this Jhiera like a she-devil or something? Did she put a whammy on you?\u201d<\/p>\n

Fear\u2026 Tart and tangy, fear seasoned her fragrance almost making the redolence complete. All that was left; innocence aroused into passion. Cordelia had wanted him once. She would want him again.<\/p>\n

\u201cNo, just eased the burden of the first one.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cWhy did I even ask?\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cCause you care about me.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cWell of course-\u201d<\/p>\n

I care about you Cordelia. I\u2019ll always protect you.\u201d Stepping over the clump of damp cotton, Angel sauntered closer, inwardly smiling as Cordelia instinctively backed away. \u201cI take care of my possessions.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cPossessions?\u201d Her face tilted up to glare face to face, intentions of refraining from forbidden glimpses forgotten. \u201cForget whammy, you\u2019re delusional.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cCor-Cor-Cor.\u201d The soft echo of the single syllable purred against her face as Angel reclaimed his pursuit. \u201cI like your name, how it rolls off my tongue.\u201d<\/p>\n

Cordelia had endured all the Don Juan evil vampire she could take for one night. Angel might have been hexed, again, but that didn\u2019t mean she had to be a willing target. Besides, there was only so much naked Angel a girl was expected to resist. And being equally scared and aroused by the large protrusion jutting from Angel\u2019s groin only added to her mounting confusion. She could feel her heart thumping inside her chest, which meant vampire ears could hear it.<\/p>\n

\u201cThen use it. Cor\u2026del\u2026ia.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cYou talk too much.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cExcuse me?\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cSsshhhh. You have a beautiful mouth Cor\u2026del\u2026ia. You just need to learn what nature intended for a mouth like yours.\u201d<\/p>\n

Angel purred again, snarks and barbs seemingly falling on deaf ears. His palms slipped around her hips sliding under her buttocks. Her legs were off the floor, the momentum guiding them around Angel\u2019s waist as her back slapped against the wall.<\/p>\n

\u201cOh God. Angel?\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cHmmm, I like that too. Angel\u2026God.\u201d<\/p>\n

His naked groin thrust against her center, his face nuzzled under her chin. Hot and savory, the spicy ambrosia engulfed him, making his mouth water against her throat. Cordelia shivered as his tongue swipe across her flesh, and Angel growled with feral pride.<\/p>\n

\u201cAngel please, we have to find Wesley.\u201d<\/p>\n

A distant voice called out warning Angel of lost friendships; but the demon hovered close, its practiced dominance soothing the soul\u2019s fear of repercussion.<\/p>\n

\u201cWes is a big boy. He can take care of himself.\u201d<\/p>\n

Cordelia was falling and Angel had become the light shining into her dark oblivion. His mouth, cool against her flesh, warmed as it slid over her throat. Arms capable of crushing her held her close, protecting her just as he had promised. She felt the wetness pool and simmer between her legs. Her breaths gasped, lungs struggling under Angel\u2019s weight. It was called euphoria for a reason, it was beguiling, it was forbidden, and Cordelia didn\u2019t care.<\/p>\n

\u201cYou\u2019re mine Cordelia. You understand now; don\u2019t you?\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cYes, God yes.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cProve it.\u201d His voice was a raw husk. Hands that had held her close fisted her blouse ripping it open. \u201cGive yourself to me.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cAngel? Cordelia? Are you down there?\u201d<\/p>\n

The cry shrieked into their paradise, tainting the intoxicating rapture and pulling them back into cold reality.<\/p>\n

\u201cOh God, not now.\u201d Cordelia moaned as Angel\u2019s rhythmic thrusts slowed then stopped.<\/p>\n

\u201cWe\u2019re not finished Cordelia.\u201d<\/p>\n

His mouth captured hers. Their first kiss, and fearing it would be their last, Cordelia surrendered, giving Angel the proof he had demanded. Tongues battled for dominance, quickly falling into the swirls and sweeps of a classical dance until lungs struggling for air forced their tango to end.<\/p>\n

\u201cNow that I\u2019ve tasted you\u2026I won\u2019t ever be finished.\u201d Angel eased back relishing the feel of Cordelia\u2019s body slipping down his own.<\/p>\n

\u201cWes, I\u2019m coming up.\u201d He called out, snatching his pants from the chair and jerking them over his hips as he hit the stairs. Halfway up, he turned back. His smile genuine, it hinted of the smug satisfaction lying beneath its warmth. \u201cSoon Cordelia, soon.\u201d The pledge crooned down the stairwell, an arched brow silently warning against contradiction.<\/p>\n

Her legs too numb to stand under the weight of Angel\u2019s promise, Cordelia slid down the wall until huddled on the floor. \u201cNo, just eased the burden of the first one.\u201d<\/i> His words echoed inside her head. If Jhiera did lift the curse, would it wear off? Could this demon be more powerful than the gypsies? Cordelia wondered if that was possible, and wondered if she\u2019d survive this new Angel.<\/p>\n

\u201cSoon Cordelia, soon.\u201d<\/i><\/p>\n

The End…?<\/i><\/b><\/p>\n

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