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Title: <\/b>Wood
\nAuthor: <\/b>Gabriella<\/strong>
\nPosted: <\/b>05-13-2003
\nEmail: <\/b>
\nRating: <\/b>NC17
\nCategory: <\/b>Smut
\nContent: <\/b>C\/A
\nSummary: <\/b>
\nSpoilers: <\/b>None
\nDisclaimer: <\/b>The characters in the Angelverse were created by Joss Whedon & David Greenwalt. No infringement is intended, no profit is made.
\nDistribution: <\/b>Nothing Fancy, GT and anyone else, just ask.
\nNotes: <\/b>Curse? What curse? By the by, sorry about the lack of creativity with the title…
\nFeedback: <\/b>Hell yeah! It makes me all warm and fuzzy and stuff…
\nThanks\/Dedication: <\/b>A big thanks to Lovin’ Lorne<\/b> and Daisy<\/b> for looking this over for me and giving me their ever appreciated opinions. To Kelly22<\/b>, because she requested an On-Top-Of-The-Desk smut story from me ages ago and I just felt I owed it to her. Plus, she’s a lurvely lady and a great friend so Kelly, I hope you enjoy it!<\/p>\n

\n

Wood is a terrifying material. Metal has a sharp edge to it, tangy and shiny and malleable in your hands. Brutality can be inflicted with metal, blood, with a metallic scent, can be spilt and wept over. But Wood is more treacherous, far more capable of ending an undead lifetime with a single stab in the right place. With one sharp prick, wood can make you disappear. Metal can\u2019t do that.<\/p>\n

But wood isn\u2019t always cruel. Wood can be smooth, neat, comfortable. Wood can be hard and strong and sturdy and present you with a handful of wonderful possibilities. Wood can make you run in fear, or shiver in delight. In my case, it\u2019s the latter. For the moment anyway.<\/p>\n

Cordelia stands before me, smiling sexily, licking her lips in silent anticipation. She leans against the hard surface of wood, running her fingertips lightly over the velvety felt underneath her hands. She wears a deep crimson skirt, her lips coated in the same color as she bites down on them, eyes wandering lazily over my form.<\/p>\n

Her shirt is dark, black as sin and just as sizzling, clinging to flesh so supple my hands ache to reach out and caress it. Her hair falls in soft curls just below her shoulders, luscious strands of chocolate silk, framing her face, making her so beautiful in every way.<\/p>\n

I lean against the door, a coy smile on my face as I push it backwards, closing it, hearing it shut. I turn slightly, eyes never leaving her glowing hazel ones, locking the door with a deafening click in the silent room. She brings a hand up and sticks out her index finger, making a gesture for me to come closer.<\/p>\n

Who am I to refuse?<\/p>\n

I saunter over, a spring in my step as I approach my vixen, placing my hands on the hard wooden surface, on either side of her, trapping her between myself and the desk. She smirks, running a heeled foot over the side of my calf, up and down, up and down. I growl lightly as I bend down, placing my hand on the back of her calf and pulling her leg up as she bends her knee, sweeping the material of her skirt up as my fingers run over smooth, soft skin, leaving goosebumps in their wake.<\/p>\n

She sighs and rolls her head back lazily as I place wet kisses onto the hollow of her throat, my hand still tracing the skin up along her calf and finally hooking around her knee, bringing one leg around my waist and drawing her flush against my erection. She gasps at the contact and then again, when I latch onto the sweet spot behind her ear, sucking at delicious skin.<\/p>\n

Her hands come up to rest on my shoulders, more for balance than anything else. She groans softly when I nip at her earlobe, then louder when my tongue shoots out and traces the internal shell of her ear.<\/p>\n

\u201cAngel\u2026\u201d It\u2019s barely above a whisper but I hear it, kissing her temple softly, breathing her in as my lips travel lightly over her forehead, then her eyes. My nose circles her own and my eyes lock with hers, faces nuzzling against each other.<\/p>\n

\u201cHmm?\u201d I answer, smiling at her, eyes shining with unspoken love and ardour. All for her.<\/p>\n

She doesn\u2019t respond verbally. Only leans forward slightly and kisses me, hands coming up to palm my face as she pulls me closer, fingers tenderly stroking along my cheekbone and jaw line. Her mouth opens under mine and my tongue sweeps in, tangling with hers and cherishing the frantic meeting.<\/p>\n

Nimble fingers undo the buttons on my shirt, sliding it off, now sweaty hands sweeping across my chest as she brushes the lapels aside to reveal naked skin. She undoes the belt buckle on my trousers and pushes down the zip, letting the black material slide unwanted to the floor.<\/p>\n

I pull away to let her breathe, then tilt my head and kiss her again, changing the angle of the kiss. My hands run up her legs and reach her waist, sneaking a hand under her shirt and running my fingers over the toned muscles of her stomach. She sucks in a breath when my cold flesh comes into contact with her heated skin.<\/p>\n

\u201cTake it off.\u201d She whispers and I smile, reaching for the tails of the shirt and lifting them up, sliding the top effortlessly from her flawless body and dropping it down by my feet. She smiles shyly, running the back of her hand over my cheek lovingly. I push her back, eager to feel her more intimately than with just a simple touch.<\/p>\n

\u201cOw!\u201d Cordelia exclaims, jerking back up and glancing behind her. When I look over her shoulder, I let out a small curse. The desk is covered with dozens of important papers, some crisp, some crinkled at the edges. Pens are scattered across the felt as well as stacked in little boxes and there are files, open and closed, in small piles on either side.<\/p>\n

I look at Cordelia, lips swollen from my kisses, eyes twinkling with desire, body flushed with anticipation. I don\u2019t have to look down to know that my body\u2019s excited too.<\/p>\n

Importance be damned.<\/p>\n

\u201cHold on.\u201d I say to her, picking her up and setting her on her feet on the ground. In one swift movement, I push every single item off the desk, sweeping my hands underneath the papers, the pens and the files, sending them all crashing to the floor. Cordelia lets out a small shriek and jumps slightly but I can smell her arousal, heightening by the second.<\/p>\n

I turn around and grin wolfishly, glancing back at my work, then at her surprised face. \u201cProblem solved.\u201d<\/p>\n

Her face breaks out into a grin and she shakes her head disbelievingly. \u201cDork.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cOh really?\u201d I ask cockily, slinking up to her and wrapping my arms around her waist. She smirks and laces her arms around my neck, scratching the hair at the nape.<\/p>\n

\u201cYup. Whatchya gonna do about it?\u201d<\/p>\n

I shake my head . \u201dCordelia Chase\u2026are you looking<\/i> for a spanking?\u201d She grins mischievously, and raises an eyebrow. I kiss her again, sucking her lower lip into my mouth and pulling her closer. Her hands slide down, painting patterns along my chest as she leaves my mouth and follows their journey with her lips, tongue slipping out to taste my skin, sending shivers down my spine.<\/p>\n

\u201cCordelia\u2026\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cSsh.\u201d She bites down lightly on my stomach, kneeling on the ground, and I growl, running my hands restlessly through her hair. She lightly grabs the waistband of my boxers and pulls down, so fast that I feel the air whip around my naked skin, leaving goose pimples.<\/p>\n

I glance down at her and she holds my gaze, running her tongue flatly up my erection, circling the tip even as I shudder and my eyes slide shut, gripping the desk for support. I can\u2019t see her now, but I feel her, feel every touch, every hot, wet stroke, every intimate caress.<\/p>\n

I feel her lick me, from base to tip, almost teasingly. I can feel her smiling against my skin as I growl. Then she takes pity on me, taking me completely into her mouth and the pressure is too much, too intense for me to handle. My hands fist tighter in her hair and hold her to me as I force my hips to stop bucking. Her mouth is warm and soft and the heat spirals through my body at dizzying speed.<\/p>\n

All I can feel is her. All I want is her. And then suddenly, stars dance behind my eyelids and the room seems to be spinning and it\u2019s getting hotter and hotter and hotter\u2026<\/p>\n

When I open my eyes, she\u2019s standing in front of me, grinning cheekily, hands on her hips. I smile dazedly and she shakes her head.<\/p>\n

\u201cTake your time Angel, I\u2019ll just stand around and wait.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cDon\u2019t tempt me.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cPfft. Yeah ri\u2026aah!\u201d<\/p>\n

She squeals as I pick her up again, tossing her over my shoulder and stalking towards the desk. I place her down on it gently, carefully. Climbing above her, I kneel over her feet, crawling over her body like a predator stalking its prey. She giggles and lies back, waiting for me to come to her.<\/p>\n

I kiss her ankle, nip at her calf and run my tongue flatly over the underside of her knee. My hand comes to rest by her hip as I place cool kisses along her thigh, licking the creamy skin, delighting in the shiver that runs through her. She moans when I place a kiss just above her heat, brutally covered by two layers of fabric.<\/p>\n

I dip my nose into her belly button and breathe her in, biting down lightly and then soothing the area with my tongue. She tastes better than anything else, especially because I can smell the blood circulating below the surface, pumping all that amazing life through her veins. I kiss the underside of each breast and then trail blunt teeth down the valley in between then, making her arch off the desk.<\/p>\n

My hand sneaks underneath her before pushing her back down with my free one, the hand behind her unclasping her bra and letting her breasts spill free. Both Cordelia and I groan, me at the sight, and her at the voracious hunger in my eyes.<\/p>\n

I circle a nipple with my tongue while my hand lavishes the other with the same attention, rolling the bud between my fingers and into a taut peak. Cordelia whimpers, hands fisting in my hair, nails digging into my scalp.<\/p>\n

I vamp out at the contact, circling the nipple carefully with a razor sharp fang, revelling in the tingles I\u2019m sending up Cordelia\u2019s spine. She arches against me again, and I leave her breast, making my way up her neck, placing small kisses there, finally reaching her mouth.<\/p>\n

Her lips part in invitation and I gladly enter, battling with her tongue as my fangs fade away, replaced by blunt teeth. And then suddenly, she\u2019s on top of me.<\/p>\n

Where the hell did she get the strength to do that? I manage to balance her before she falls, both of us nearly half way off the desk now. I shift slightly, bringing us back to the middle of the table. Cordelia grins down at me, looking sheepish and I settle my hands on her hips, raising an eyebrow. She bends down and kisses me once, twice, then smiles against my mouth.<\/p>\n

\u201cI felt like being on top.\u201d She whispers, biting my lower lip, running her hand down and closing her fist around me. I growl and thrust my hips up, groaning when I bang against her clit. Cordelia throws her head back in reckless abandon as I push aside the lace under her skirt and slide a finger into the waiting warmth.<\/p>\n

It\u2019s so hot down there. Hot enough to warm my entire body and I feel as though my own fingers are melting as she clamps down hard, mumbling something incoherent. I add another finger, tormenting her.<\/p>\n

\u201cDo you like this pair a lot?\u201d I ask raggedly.<\/p>\n

Through the haziness and the ecstasy, she can hear me. \u201cI can,\u201d she gasps, \u201clive without them\u2026\u201d<\/p>\n

Her panties rip easily and I remove my fingers, ignoring her whine and tossing the fabric to the side. Grabbing her hips, I position her above me, gazing at her through lusty eyes. Her face breaks out into the most beautiful smile and she lowers herself down, all the way, with a single push.<\/p>\n

Oh. My. God.<\/i><\/p>\n

Her head\u2019s rolled back again and she\u2019s panting heavily, riding me like a fucking stallion and I\u2019ve never seen anything so sexy in my life. The very sight almost makes me come but a burst of sheer pleasure shoots through me, all the way down to my toes, and I push up off my back and join her in a seated position.<\/p>\n

Cordelia wraps her arms around me, burying her face into my neck and pushing down, again and again and again\u2026I meet every thrust with equal fervour, hands creeping underneath her red skirt and squeezing the round globes of her ass, pressing her further down onto me, wanting to touch her deeper than anyone has ever even dreamed of doing.<\/p>\n

She gasps and her head flies back, almost as though it\u2019s a reflex, and I run my tongue up the column of her throat, suckling underneath her chin, leaving a mark. My mark\u2026<\/i><\/p>\n

I trace the skin around her tattoo, wanting to taste it but unable to. She pushes down harder, clamping her thighs around mine, smooth, satiny skin sliding against my own. It\u2019s like making love to deliciously pure sin. Too hot to touch, yet too temptingly beautiful not to.<\/p>\n

Her hands wander aimlessly down my chest, circling my nipples as her fingers lazily stroll past them, tanned skin exploring a landscape of muscle under a pale blanket.<\/p>\n

She’s kissing my neck now, warm tufts of air caressing my skin as she breathes me in, dragging her lips from collarbone to throat, placing small nips along the way. She\u2019s still grinding down on my lap, stomach sliding against mine and I span her ribcage, the tips of my fingers skimming over her breasts, her back, her collarbone, anything that will make her gasp.<\/p>\n

Our thrusts are getting erratic, desperate for release as we move vigorously against each other, hands intertwined in mid air, lips attached permanently, sipping kisses as we move in sync. I can feel myself nearing the edge and she\u2019s riding with me, each thrust taking me deeper as she grinds down, increasing the pressure.<\/p>\n

Then she bites down hard on my lower lip and I\u2019m gone. Everything pauses momentarily, then time restarts, and I buck violently, coming in a flood of groaning ecstasy inside her. I relax for a few seconds, then rub her clit between my fingers, desperate to send her soaring to where I\u2019ve been and then back into my arms.<\/p>\n

She moans and fingernails dig into my shoulder as I torture her between her legs, stroking rapidly until finally, I pinch hard and she comes all over my hand, snapping like a rubber band and going flying into the air but I\u2019m there to catch her when she lands. She tumbles into my arms, exhausted from frantic movement, and I wrap myself around her possessively, stroking her hair as you would a child\u2019s, holding her to me like I\u2019m never going to let her go.<\/p>\n

I don\u2019t want to.<\/p>\n

She murmurs something incoherent and I smile, leaning down to kiss her forehead, then whisper in her ear. \u201cI love you.\u201d<\/p>\n

She tilts her head up from where it\u2019s resting on my chest and smiles. \u201cI love you.\u201d<\/p>\n

I kiss her nose and then squeeze her tight, grumbling about what a sap she\u2019s turned me into. She laughs, that sweet sound that lights up my day so brilliantly. Who the hell needs the sun when I have Cordelia Chase?<\/p>\n

\u201cWe need to think about moving soon.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cHmm\u2026\u201d she sighs and snuggles further into my chest. I take a deep breath and bury my nose in her hair.<\/p>\n

\u201cAre you smelling me?\u201d<\/p>\n

I laugh and kiss her head once again. \u201cYeah. Whatchya gonna do about it?\u201d<\/p>\n

She grins wickedly. \u201cWell, the last time one of us said that we ended up very naked on Wesley\u2019s desk.\u201d Her grin disappears and her eyes widen. \u201cOh shit.\u201d<\/p>\n

I glance at what she\u2019s staring at. The once neatly folded papers and files that sat innocently on the desk are scattered all over the floor and the room looks like it\u2019s been hit by one hell of a vengeful hurricane. That\u2019s never good.<\/p>\n

But I\u2019m a vampire. I never panic. Most of the time\u2026<\/i><\/p>\n

So I just tighten my hold on her and pull us both down into a reclining position on the desk. She leans up slightly.<\/p>\n

\u201cAngel\u2026\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cSsh.\u201d I whisper, bringing her back against my chest and she struggles a bit before relenting, sighing softly and leaning into me. I caress her hair, feeling her heartbeat even out as it thumps heavily just below my unbeating heart. I love moments like this. When all I can feel is her and everything else in the world just fades away. All that I can think of and dream of is her and me and the way she loves me so much.<\/p>\n

But through all that, through everything that makes me feel warm and fuzzy inside, one thought still pushes through and prioritises itself at the forefront of my mind.<\/p>\n

Wesley is NOT<\/i> going to be happy when he gets back.<\/p>\n

End.<\/strong><\/p>\n

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