Part 10<\/b><\/p>\n
Cordelia had managed to avoid speaking to Xander and Buffy all morning. During class, she struggled to avoid thinking about what might have happened had she stayed at home.<\/p>\n
Each scenario had left her breathing heavy and questioning whether or not she had made the right decision.<\/p>\n
With Kevin, once he started touching her she hadn\u2019t wanted him to stop. With Xander, they seemed to need anger for the passion to kick in. With Angel, she\u2019d been aching for his touch and he hadn\u2019t even kissed her yet. She had never felt that kind of pull to anyone before.<\/p>\n
Friendship was all she\u2019d been interested in. Now things were complicated.<\/p>\n
They could pretend nothing happened because nothing really did happen. They stopped. She had no reason to feel guilty. If they stayed away from tickling and studying of facial structure in the future, they would be fine. Her thumb just couldn\u2019t trace his soft kissable lips again and her hands couldn\u2019t explore the smooth contours of his finely sculpted chest. She could never again rock against his hardened desire.<\/p>\n
They were only friends.<\/p>\n
How hard can it be to avoid those things? Another night sharing a bed could pose a problem. Sleeping apart was a possible solution but could she really stay in her own bed while he was in the throws of another nightmare? What kind of friend would listen to his pain and not help? No. She couldn\u2019t in good conscience do that. She had exercised self-control earlier and she can do it again.<\/p>\n
Of course fantasizing doesn\u2019t equal infidelity. There\u2019s no real harm in allowing her imagination to run away. She had the occasional fantasy about Keanu Reeves and Brad Pitt. Having one about Angel was practically the same thing.<\/p>\n
So she was curious about how his lips would feel as they gently massaged hers and the way his cool bare chest would feel pressing down into hers and the way it would feel for that wonderful hardness to rub against the apex of her thighs. She was only human. Angel was an attractive vampire. Who could blame a girl for imagining him filling her almost to the point of bursting then thrusting into her at a maddening pace until every cell in her body exploded in a kaleidoscope of colors?<\/p>\n
It had been almost two years since she\u2019d had sex and she only got to do it once. That was probably her real problem. It wasn\u2019t about how attracted she was to Angel or how much she enjoyed spending time with him; she was horny. She was a teenager with a ton of hormones racing through her system. The fact that Angel had been around a long time and in all likelihood knew how to make a woman scream in pleasure made him good fantasy material.<\/p>\n
Considering what he\u2019d said about a vampire\u2019s recovery time, he could more than likely make her scream again and again and again, not that she actually wanted him to. That would be wrong and very bad. Doing it in her imagination though was completely acceptable.<\/p>\n
\u201cHey Cordy.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI wasn\u2019t thinking anything!\u201d<\/p>\n
Buffy gave her an amused look. \u201cThanks for stating the obvious.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cAre you alright? You look a little flushed.\u201d Xander felt her forehead with his palm.<\/p>\n
She pushed his hot hand away. \u201cI\u2019m fine.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI missed you again this morning.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYeah I was running late.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cDid you oversleep? That\u2019s two mornings in a row.\u201d<\/p>\n
Cordy bit her lip. She didn\u2019t want to lie. \u201cNot exactly. Did you ever have one of those mornings where you woke up early so you keep thinking you have all this extra time then the next thing you know; you\u2019re late?\u201d She noticed their blank stares.<\/p>\n
\u201cI guess not.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cLunch awaits ladies.\u201d<\/p>\n
***<\/p>\n
Angel needed to calm down. By fantasy #39, he had passed painfully hard and moved on to agony. He once again tried to summon up his old friend guilt.<\/p>\n
His mind rebelled and pictured parking in that field from Cordelia\u2019s past and erasing the memory of another man\u2019s touch by taking her again and again until she was just a quivering mass of nerve endings. The only guilt he\u2019d managed to feel all morning was the guilt of not feeling guilty.<\/p>\n
He decided to take a cold shower. Cordelia wouldn\u2019t be home for hours and pouncing on her the moment she walked in the door would probably be a bad idea. Instead of heading to his bathroom, he chose to use hers. He went through the main connecting door rather than the one in her closet. He was afraid he might give into the temptation of peeking through her things.<\/p>\n
The lingerie dresser might prove too tempting to resist. The image of her perfect body covered only by scraps of dark green satin was already permanently etched into his brain. Only the sight of her completely revealed to him could eclipse that memory.<\/p>\n
He started the shower and stepped under the spray. The frigid water cascaded down his body. Its chilling effects were diminished by the scent of her perfume, her shampoo and her natural unique Cordelia scent. His hardened form refused to relax.<\/p>\n
New fantasies began racing through his mind. New pictures floated before him, Cordelia on her knees swallowing him, his body pressing her pliant supple one against the shower wall filling her thrusting inside her, him on his knees tasting her savoring the way she coated his tongue with her flavor, or even the two of them slowly exploring each others body under the guise of washing.<\/p>\n
He began stroking himself. In his mind, it was her soft delicate hand wrapped around him. It was her thumb that teased the tip. She began kissing his chest as she quickened her strokes. She worried his nipples between her teeth, careful to give each the same attention before eventually dropping to her knees.<\/p>\n
She told him she wanted to taste him then took him in her scorching hot mouth. He braced himself with one hand on the shower wall while he imagined tangling the other in her hair. His eyes watched his fantasy Cordy, the way he slid in and out of her mouth, the way her lips were wrapped tight around his shaft and the way her eyes closed as she moaned in pleasure.<\/p>\n
In his mind, he warned her that he was close but she ignored it, silently begging him to complete himself in her mouth. His head fell back as the pleasure she inflicted became overwhelming. His body went taut, on the cusp of a massive explosion and then\u2026 \u201cCordelia!\u201d<\/p>\n
***<\/p>\n
Cordelia dipped her finger in her chocolate pudding and brought it to her lips. Her eyes slammed shut as she savored the chocolaty goodness. A shiver went through her as she imagined offering a taste to Angel. She pictured those soft kissable lips wrapped around the proffered digit, his cool tongue flickering around it tasting the sweet dessert and then gently suckling careful not to miss a spot.<\/p>\n
She was startled out of her fantasy world by the sound of a throat being cleared. She noticed Xander and Oz were fixated on the finger still in her mouth, Willow was beet red and Buffy was staring at her like she\u2019d lost her mind; which wasn\u2019t far from the truth. She removed her finger and gave everyone her best Queen C glare. \u201cWhat?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cIf you\u2019re done orally stimulating your finger, it\u2019s time to go. Lunch is over.\u201d<\/p>\n
Cordelia glanced around the rapidly dwindling crowd in the cafeteria. Her hardened fa\u00e7ade dropped instantly. \u201cRight.\u201d She could feel her cheeks flame as she hurried to return her tray of dirty dishes.<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat\u2019s up with her?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI don\u2019t know, Buffy.\u201d Willow turned to Xander when he didn\u2019t offer an opinion. His blank stare was directed at the chair Cordelia vacated. She turned to Oz next. He too was staring at the chair. She slapped his arm.<\/p>\n
\u201cSorry Will. What did you say?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cBuffy asked a question but you and Xander were too busy drooling to hear her.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYou\u2019re the only girl for me. You know I\u2019m not interested in Cordy but what she was doing\u2026was kinda distracting.\u201d He relaxed when she returned his smile. \u201cAre you okay Xander?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI may have to carry my books in front of me for the rest of the day but other than that I\u2019m fine.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cThat was a little too much information, Xan.\u201d Buffy slapped him on the back. \u201cLet\u2019s go. I don\u2019t want to be late for American Government. The troll was on my case again.\u201d<\/p>\n
Cordelia joined them at the door; a slight blush still tinted her cheeks. She stiffened for a moment when Xander walked up next to her and entwined their hands. She had to force herself not to pull away.<\/p>\n
***<\/p>\n
Angel hid in the shadows of the living room. He kept trying to assure what was left of commonsense Angel that he did not intend to maul Cordelia the moment she walked in the door. He would not press her against the wall and kiss her breathless.<\/p>\n
He would not tear open her blouse, even though the tempting glimpse of cleavage it provided made his hands itch to do so. He would not lift her off her feet, push up her skirt, tear off her panties and urge her legs to wrap around his waist. He would certainly not release his already straining erection and drive into her deeply again and again until it felt like they were the only two people in existence.<\/p>\n
He was NOT going to do any of those things. At least not right away.<\/p>\n
Cordelia was more at ease with him than any other human being had ever been but she was skittish about crossing that line. She had that obnoxious boy in her life and she considered Angel to be unavailable.<\/p>\n
As a soulless creature, he reveled in the art of seduction and it had always ended in death. Angel had forsaken his talents after he gained his soul. Any woman he felt drawn to needed to be warned off him. Buffy had flat out refused to listen, claiming it was too late. He\u2019d waited too long to warn her.<\/p>\n
Cordelia had been so accepting of him to warn her off now seemed patronizing. His undead status wasn\u2019t what made her leave. She\u2019d left because she feared what changing their relationship might cause. He needed to convince her to take a chance.<\/p>\n
He\u2019d spent most of his afternoon reasoning why seducing Cordelia Chase was NOT a bad idea. In the end, it only took one reason. Her presence filled the empty void inside him, something that had only happened for one brief moment to the regret of everyone. The world was safe now, from Angelus at any rate. With Cordelia, each time they talked their connection grew deeper.<\/p>\n
Telling her about Kathy had been a milestone. He\u2019d opened up to her and it hadn\u2019t ended in self-loathing. They laughed. She actually made him purr. She\u2019d looked into his yellow eyes and called him beautiful. The whole experience had been intense. She had left him wanting more but after fantasy #53, he decided it was for the best.<\/p>\n
Commonsense Angel concluded it was a bad idea to rush into that type of intimacy, carelessly risking the deeper level they already shared. He didn\u2019t want to lose Cordelia from his life. Hence his plan of seduction was born. Seducing her over a period of time would lessen the chance for regrets. Their friendship must be preserved at all costs. Well not all costs because he intended to have her. He was just willing to be somewhat patient.<\/p>\n
He hadn\u2019t reached a decision about Buffy yet. He\u2019d already hurt her so much. He couldn\u2019t bear the thought of doing it again but trying to recreate what they had together, before Angelus, had lost its appeal. He was now willing to acknowledge the futility of that goal. Cordelia had referred to him and Buffy as friends and lovers but Buffy had never been his friend.<\/p>\n
The idea of having that type of relationship was enticing, only Cordelia was better suited for the role. He hadn\u2019t been able to come up with a way to be with Cordelia and not hurt Buffy in the process so he decided to shelf that dilemma for a later date. As long as he was infected, Buffy would continue to avoid him. Seducing Cordelia first and worrying about how to deal with Buffy later seemed like the best course of action.<\/p>\n
He glanced at the front door. She\u2019d be home soon. He wanted his first move to be bold. He didn\u2019t want to trick Cordelia into his bed and he didn\u2019t want her to think he was only after sex. He wanted her to see him coming. He wanted her to have both eyes open. He just didn\u2019t want her fears to stop her and he especially didn\u2019t want Xander to stop her.<\/p>\n
He wanted Cordelia to acknowledge their mutual attraction. He wanted Cordelia to open herself up to the possibility of falling in love with him. It was definitely not about playing games; they were just a means of winning her affections.<\/p>\n
***<\/p>\n
Cordelia stared at her front door from the driver\u2019s seat.<\/p>\n
*You are being ridiculous, Cor. You are perfectly capable of walking into your own home and not mauling your unbelievably sexy houseguest, as long as he\u2019s not curled up in your bed where you left him. If he is, it would be completely understandable to pick up right where you left off. You\u2019re not a freaking saint. I am so screwed.*<\/p>\n
She groaned at her thoughts. \u201cYou wish you were screwed, Cor. That\u2019s the freaking problem!\u201d<\/p>\n
She grabbed her books and her bags, and got out of her car. *I can do this.* She took a few deep breaths as she drew near the door. *I can control my actions even if I can\u2019t seem to control my imagination.* \u201cGet a grip, Cor.\u201d She shifted her belongings to one hand and unlocked the door.<\/p>\n
Angel heard her approach and waited for her to appear. He absently heard her talking to herself. *Be bold but in a controlled way* \u201cHey Cordy.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cArgh! Dammit Angel!\u201d She slapped his arm. \u201cYou scared the crap out of me. I am so gonna buy you a bell.\u201d<\/p>\n
He gave her a sheepish grin. \u201cSorry.\u201d He took the bags she was carrying and placed a quick peck on her lips. \u201cHow was school today?\u201d He turned on his heel and retreated to the kitchen.<\/p>\n
Cordelia stood there in stunned disbelief. Angel had just kissed her. Angel\u2019s lips had touched her lips. Her world spun on its axis, leaving her dizzy and disoriented.<\/p>\n
Thoughts of Xander and Buffy flew out of her mind. Angel had kissed her. Angel\u2019s lips had touched her lips and it happened so fast. Too fast. She didn\u2019t get to kiss him back! *What the hell?*<\/p>\n
\u201cCordy?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYes?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI asked how was school today.\u201d<\/p>\n
*Oh my god! He\u2019s gonna act like he didn\u2019t just kiss me! Well two can play at that buddy.* \u201cFine. How was your day?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cBoring. I missed you.\u201d She was smiling when she entered the kitchen. \u201cYou bought more blood?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYes\u201d<\/p>\n
His muscles tensed. \u201cYou didn\u2019t go back there alone, did you?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cNo. I went to our butcher. I\u2019ve gone there before for Anita. I know we still have a lot from last night but I wanted to see what he\u2019d say so I bought a little bit. He only asked me what kind. I bought pig\u2019s blood. He also carries lamb and cow\u2019s blood for future reference. I bought a couple of steaks too. I didn\u2019t know if you\u2019d want one.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cNo thanks.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cOK. One steak coming up. How hard can it be? I just slap it on a frying pan. I can do that.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI\u2019ll do the cooking. Why don\u2019t you go change while I get started?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYou can cook?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYes. I find it relaxing.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cOK. Thanks. I\u2019ll be back.\u201d<\/p>\n
Angel forced his lungs to take in air. It\u2019d taken more self-control than he knew he possessed to keep the kiss quick and chaste. He finally allowed himself to lick his lips, tasting her. He didn\u2019t want Cordelia to pretend like nothing was going on between them.<\/p>\n
He wanted her to think about the possibilities. He needed her to want him before he made her crave his touch.<\/p>\n
***<\/p>\n
Cordelia came down a short while later. She watched Angel at the stove, his back to her. There were a few spices on the counter. \u201cIt smells good.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cHopefully it tastes…wow. You look great. Are we going out? I mean other than to the library.\u201d *Please don\u2019t say you have a date with Xander.*<\/p>\n
She shrugged. \u201cIt\u2019s Friday night. We may decide to hit the Bronze after our researching duty is over for the night. A girl has to be prepared.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cDid you want to go to the Bronze?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cIt\u2019s the only place in Sunnydale to go to. Besides there\u2019s no school tomorrow.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cSo we can sleep in.\u201d<\/p>\n
She blushed at the thought. \u201cYeah.\u201d She reached into one of her bags and pulled out her garden salad. \u201cThey forgot my dressing.\u201d She stomped over to the fridge and began rummaging around. She froze the moment she felt Angel\u2019s chest press against her back.<\/p>\n
He reached around her to grab the container of blood. \u201cExcuse me.\u201d<\/p>\n
She spun around without thinking so they were chest to chest. Her voice sounded husky to her ears, her heart pounding. \u201cLet me do that.\u201d<\/p>\n
He handed her the container. \u201cThanks.\u201d He leaned in; one hand gripped her hip as the other reached behind her.<\/p>\n
She placed her free hand on his chest intending to restrain him but it simply rested there, content to be touching him.<\/p>\n
\u201cLooking for this?\u201d He held out a bottle of dressing.<\/p>\n
\u201cYes. Thanks.\u201d She reluctantly removed her hand from his chest to accept the bottle.<\/p>\n
\u201cNo problem.\u201d He stepped back and returned to the stove.<\/p>\n
She remained standing in front of the open refrigerator. The cool air felt good on her heated skin. *You can do this. You can remain in control.*<\/p>\n
Her foot kicked the door closed. She opened the container, grabbed a mug and filled it. Some blood dribbled down the side, without thinking she wiped it away with her thumb. She stepped towards the sink intending to wash her hand but Angel caught her wrist.<\/p>\n
Angel kept his eyes locked with hers as he raised her hand to his mouth. He closed his lips around her thumb. His tongue swirled around the bloodied digit before gently suckling it.<\/p>\n
Her knees went weak as her fantasy collided with reality. She whimpered when he pulled her hand free. She tried to break eye contact but his gaze kept her in place. She hadn\u2019t realized she fisted her other hand in his shirt. Her eyes finally managed to move but instead of looking away, they dropped to his lips, those soft kissable lips.<\/p>\n
*God I want you!*<\/i> Her tongue darted out wetting her lips. He placed a kiss on her palm. He was gently tugging her closer when his senses detected the scent of soon to be burning meat. He turned quickly making Cordelia stumble.<\/p>\n
\u201cDamn!\u201d He removed the steak from the flame. \u201cSorry. It\u2019s a little overcooked but I saved it from burning.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cMy hero.\u201d<\/p>\n
He set her plate down. \u201cDo you ever eat at a table?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWhen my parents are home, we eat in the dining room. Otherwise I usually sit at the counter and talk to Anita. Except whenever Aura or Harmony is over, then we sit at the kitchen table. They\u2019d think I was crazy for hanging out with the help.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWhy?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cIt\u2019s just not done.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYou do it.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYeah \u2018cause I\u2019m not a sheep. Anita has worked for my parents since I was a little girl. She played a larger role in raising me then my parents. She really listens when I talk to her. Did you have any servants?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYes. My father lectured me regularly about my behavior towards our serving girl.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWhy?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI kept trying to get in her skirt.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cOh. Did you like her or were you just\u2026\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cA womanizing lush? The latter I\u2019m afraid.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYou know I never thought I\u2019d say this to anyone but I think I like you better as a vampire. Liam was a lot like most of the guys I\u2019ve dated. What is it about sex that turns men into slobbering idiots?\u201d<\/p>\n
Angel didn\u2019t know which part to react to first. \u201cIt doesn\u2019t happen to all men. I\u2019m not the man I once was.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI know.\u201d She removed the mug from the microwave. \u201cYou didn\u2019t stop me from leaving this morning.\u201d<\/p>\n
He cupped both hands around the warm mug, trapping her hand in his. \u201cI wanted to.\u201d<\/p>\n
His darkened eyes made her gulp. \u201cYour dinner is getting cold.\u201d<\/p>\n
He stepped closer. \u201cSo is yours.\u201d He heard the hitch in her breathing as he closed the distance. He slowly raised the mug to his lips, letting her hand slip free. His tone changed to light and carefree. \u201cThanks for my dinner.\u201d He walked around the counter and sat down on the stool across from hers.<\/p>\n
She shook her head in confusion. She thought he was going to kiss her and then nothing.<\/p>\n
\u201cYour steak is getting cold.\u201d He hid his smirk behind his raised mug.<\/p>\n
\u201cYeah yeah\u201d She snatched the dressing off the counter before joining him.<\/p>\n
He watched her take her first bite. \u201cSo?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cIt\u2019s good. You should cook for me more often.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI can do that. Any dessert today?\u201d<\/p>\n
She blushed a bright crimson while muttering something.<\/p>\n
He was surprised by her flustered response. \u201cWhat?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI bought some chocolate pudding.\u201d She couldn\u2019t quite meet his eyes.<\/p>\n
He continued to watch her eat. It felt good to see her enjoy something he made her. She looked up and caught him staring.<\/p>\n
\u201cHow come you don\u2019t go vampy when you drink blood? Is it a conscious decision or is it because you don\u2019t need to bite the coffee mug to get it?\u201d<\/p>\n
He smiled. \u201cI guess it\u2019s a choice but it isn\u2019t one I really think anymore. It\u2019s pretty much instinctual at this point. I tend to\u2026go vampy when I fight.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cOr when someone makes you purr.\u201d She winked at him. \u201cIt wouldn\u2019t bother me if you did. It\u2019s no big deal.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat?\u201d<\/p>\n
She rolled her eyes. \u201cIf you went vampy while you drank, it wouldn\u2019t bother me. You\u2019re still you, only with sparkly eyes and bumpies.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI wouldn\u2019t scare you if I suddenly vamped out in your kitchen?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cPfft. Have you forgotten about nearly giving me a heart attack this morning and another one when I came home today, your bumpies don\u2019t even begin to compare with your ability to appear out of thin air. You need a bell for that leash of yours.\u201d<\/p>\n
Angel drained his mug as he walked to the sink. He rinsed it out before putting it in the dishwasher. He quietly came up behind her, admiring the smooth skin left bare by her nearly backless shirt. His hands cautiously touched the flawless skin. When she didn\u2019t jump, he wrapped his arms around her waist.<\/p>\n
\u201cIn case you haven\u2019t noticed, I haven\u2019t worn that leash for days.\u201d He nuzzled her neck. \u201cIt doesn\u2019t fit anymore.\u201d He planted a few kisses along her neck, his tongue flicking out to wet the patch of skin behind her ear. \u201cMaybe you could buy me a new one.\u201d<\/p>\n
She couldn\u2019t stop the moan from escaping as he nibbled on her earlobe. She arched her neck into his skilled mouth. One hand rose to run through his hair, her nails massaging his scalp. She gasped as blunt teeth bit down on her shoulder. \u201cI\u2019ll start shopping tomorrow.\u201d<\/p>\n
He chuckled against her skin. He knew he should stop. His plan was to take things slow. He needed to hear her say she wanted him but her breathy moans were making it impossible for him to stop. Without his permission, his hands began inching up, determined to test the weight of her perfect breasts.<\/p>\n
Cordelia knew she should stop him. There was a reason floating around in the back of her mind but she could quite catch it. It was a name or names. She had to try. \u201cWe..we\u2026mmmm\u2026.we shouldn\u2019t..\u201d He released her so abruptly she started to tumble off her stool.<\/p>\n
His hands clutched her hips until she regained her balance. \u201cI\u2019m sorry.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cFor kissing me, for nearly making me fall or for stopping?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cB and C\u201d<\/p>\n
Her mind tried to regain control of her breathing. She watched as he retreated into the shadows created by the waning sunlight.<\/p>\n
*Stop thinking so much, Cor. You\u2019re supposed to be young and carefree. People already think you\u2019re selfish and insensitive. What do you have to lose?*<\/p>\n
She ripped off the lid to her dessert. Before her better judgment could kick in, she was standing in front of Angel. He finally looked at her. \u201cDo you want some pudding?\u201d She dipped her finger in and brought it to his lips.<\/p>\n
His eyes locked with hers as his lips parted. After a moment, he pulled her hand free. \u201cIt\u2019s good.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cJust good?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cUmm very good.\u201d<\/p>\n
She arched a brow. \u201cSo which is it? Never mind. I\u2019ll have to decide for myself.\u201d<\/p>\n
He attempted to dip his finger in but she placed it on the counter out of his reach. \u201cCordy?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cNot like that silly.\u201d She reached up and pulled his head down for a kiss. Her tongue traced his bottom lip begging entry. He happily allowed her to deepen the kiss. Her tongue searched every crevice of his mouth until all traces of chocolate were explored and tasted. She broke the kiss and grabbed the container.<\/p>\n
\u201cIt is pretty good.\u201d She walked away leaving him stunned. She sat back down and grabbed her spoon. \u201cI love chocolate pudding.\u201d She ignored his hungry looks as she devoured her sugary treat. After a few bites, she innocently asked, \u201cDo you want more?\u201d<\/p>\n
Wordlessly he stalked his prey. He snatched her spoon and the pudding.<\/p>\n
\u201cHey Mr. Grabby Hands! That\u2019s mine.\u201d<\/p>\n
Angel tossed the spoon in the sink. He swirled his finger in the pudding before bringing it to her lips. He smeared some on her lower lip as he pressed the chocolate covered digit into the warm cavern of her mouth. He groaned at the way her tongue teased the tip. He slid his finger free.<\/p>\n
\u201cChocolaty goodness. Don\u2019t you want any more?\u201d<\/p>\n
He tilted her head back. His tongue swept across her bottom lip, sucking on it briefly before his lips settled firmly over hers. He caught her hands as they slipped under his shirt. \u201cThere\u2019s no rush. We should take things slow. I don\u2019t want you to do anything you\u2019re gonna regret later.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cThinking is overrated.\u201d She tried to yank her hands free.<\/p>\n
\u201cNo it\u2019s not. I\u2019m not the womanizing lush anymore and you are not a conquest. You\u2019re too good for that and way too important to me to be treated like it.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cReally?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYes.\u201d He placed a chaste kiss on her lips. \u201cThe sun has set. Let me drop a glass of ice water down my pants and then we can go to the library.\u201d<\/p>\n
Cordelia giggled at his pained expression. \u201cYou make me happy Angel.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI what?\u201d<\/p>\n
Her hands snaked around his neck. \u201cYou make me happy.\u201d<\/p>\n
A gorgeous smile stretched across his face. \u201cReally?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYup. Can I keep you?\u201d<\/p>\n
He searched her eyes. \u201cYes.\u201d<\/p>\n
The brightness of her smile rivaled his. \u201cGood answer.\u201d Her eyes sparkled. \u201cCan I have one more kiss before we go?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI think something can be arranged.\u201d He threaded his fingers in her hair as he lightly brushed his lips against hers.<\/p>\n
She groaned in protest. \u201cAngel please.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cPlease what,\u201d he mumbled against her lips.<\/p>\n
\u201cPlease kiss me.\u201d<\/p>\n
Angel pressed her against the counter as her proceeded to attack her mouth. His tongue battled hers for dominance. It was his turn to groan when she cupped his butt, pulling him further into the V of her thighs. One hand left her hair to press against her lower back.<\/p>\n
She squeaked when she found herself flush against his hardened form. Her hips instinctively bucked, desperately seeking friction.<\/p>\n
His control was rapidly disappearing. Feeling her long luscious legs wrap around him made it impossible to keep his hips from rubbing against her. What was left of his control was grateful she no longer wore a skirt.<\/p>\n
Cordelia had never wanted anyone or anything as much as she wanted Angel. Her hand managed to worm its way between their bodies. She gently squeezed the wonderfully hard bulge she found.<\/p>\n
He abruptly pulled away.<\/p>\n
\u201cDid I do something wrong?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cIf we don\u2019t stop now, I\u2019m going to have you naked and writhing on this kitchen floor.\u201d<\/p>\n
She moaned at the mental image. \u201cSo?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWe have someplace we\u2019re supposed to be and\u2026there are some obstacles we haven\u2019t dealt with yet.\u201d<\/p>\n
His words hit her like ice water. Xander. She covered her face. She\u2019d been so good until she came home from school. Xander had disappeared from her mind the moment Angel\u2019s lips first touched hers.<\/p>\n
He gently tugged her hands down. \u201cWe will deal with those obstacles.\u201d He brushed a soft kiss across her lips. \u201cBesides I don\u2019t want the first time I make love to you to be on the kitchen floor. Now the second time is another story.\u201d<\/p>\n
She buried her smile in his chest. \u201cIt\u2019ll have to wait until I recover.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cHuh?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cBuffy is going to break every bone in my body.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cCordy, I\u2026\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cLet\u2019s deal with this tomorrow. It\u2019s not like we can walk into the library and announce\u2026we don\u2019t even know what\u2019s happening between us. We\u2019re already late. Let\u2019s just forget everything for now.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI don\u2019t want\u2026\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI just mean for tonight. We have only had a few days together. I\u2019ve been dating Xander for over a year. You and Buffy have this whole star-crossed lover thing going on. We shouldn\u2019t jump to any conclusions. This could be a case of hormones running amuck.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI don\u2019t believe that and neither do you.\u201d<\/p>\n
She sighed. \u201cNo I don\u2019t but I also don\u2019t think we should make any life-altering decisions just yet. OK?\u201d<\/p>\n
He didn\u2019t want to agree but he also didn\u2019t want her to have any regrets. He knew she was good for him but is he good for her? He\u2019s a demon. \u201cOK\u201d<\/p>\n
She couldn\u2019t help being disappointed that he had agreed with her without a fight.<\/p>\n
\u201cLet\u2019s go.\u201d<\/p>\n