{"id":4026,"date":"2015-07-06T00:33:15","date_gmt":"2015-07-05T23:33:15","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/goteamfiction.com\/?p=4026"},"modified":"2015-07-06T01:05:27","modified_gmt":"2015-07-06T00:05:27","slug":"bad-timing-24","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/goteamfiction.com\/index.php\/2015\/07\/06\/bad-timing-24\/","title":{"rendered":"Bad Timing. 24"},"content":{"rendered":"

Part 24<\/b>: Collision<\/em><\/p>\n

Cordelia knew this was the moment. She had watched a lot of movies in her young life. Having declared their mutual love, the two leads get swept up in the perfect kiss, cue music and end credits. She probably would have loved that. She should have loved that.<\/p>\n

As usual, my timings off. <\/i>Right now, she didn\u2019t want soft and pure and romantic. She wanted Angel. Badly.<\/p>\n

She wasn\u2019t sure who grabbed who, but within seconds, her mouth was being ravaged. There was little she could do besides hang on for dear life and ravage him right back, as best she could.<\/p>\n

Angel had kissed Cordy before. Hell, if he tried hard enough, he could still remember the taste of her on his lips, bring back the essence of Cordelia that had coated his fingers and his mind after that night at the ballet. He thought he knew what to expect this time. He waited for the kick, the high to come. And when it came, he still wasn\u2019t ready.<\/p>\n

It was coming home. Coming home after two and a half centuries. It was the pressure of her lips and the feel of her body in his arms and the thrill that came from knowing she wanted to be there.<\/p>\n

He had always imagined telling Cordy he loved her, pulling her into his arms and giving her one slow, soft, endless kiss. That\u2019s not what this is. This isn\u2019t pretty. <\/i>But for once, the aesthetically inclined vampire didn\u2019t care. This was better than a pretty kiss. It was beautiful in it\u2019s desperation. It was the two of them struggling to have as much of the other person as they could reach.<\/p>\n

Angel felt something, a hunger to rival bloodlust. When he heard her give a small breathy sigh and open her mouth to his tongue, Angel knew. Deep down, he knew he would crave the taste of Cordelia for the rest of his days on Earth. And probably long after that.<\/p>\n

Cordelia didn\u2019t understand. Why can\u2019t I get close enough? <\/i>No matter what she did, it wasn\u2019t enough. She yanked Angel\u2019s hair, grabbed at his shoulders. It wasn\u2019t enough. She wanted it all, all at once. She wanted with a violence that had her biting down hard on his lower lip and shoving up against his chest because oh lord, friction good!<\/i> Cordy couldn\u2019t breath and that momentarily troubled her. But then Angel\u2019s hands streaked under her shirt and suddenly suffocating was a price she was willing to pay.<\/p>\n

Angel didn\u2019t know how it happened, but he was out of control. The kiss was beyond him. He wanted to get lost in the liquid velvet of her mouth. Luckily, some small part of him recognized her need for air and he slid his mouth down to attack her neck. His hands, he knew they were too rough, but he couldn\u2019t make them stop. He was grabbing and pulling and bruising because God, the feel of her skin.<\/i><\/p>\n

He lifted her up so that the center of everything soft and hot in Cordelia came in full contact with his hardness. They fit perfectly. It’s like she was made for me. <\/i>The scent of her, her arousal, was intoxicating. It sent a rush of fresh lust shouting though him. We need to stop. This is getting dangerous. We need to slow down.<\/i><\/p>\n

He started to relax his hold on her butt and lower her back to the ground, but she wasn\u2019t having any of that. She clenched her ass and thrust her hips forward, grinding into him. Angel growled and his good intentions were forgotten. He slammed her up against the wall and pumped against her. She whimpered and he only held her tighter.<\/p>\n

Cordelia had never known anything like this. Although, I bet Angel has. I don\u2019t even want to think about how many women he\u2019s been with. <\/i>This thought might have troubled her more, had Angel not yanked down the collar of her shirt and lowered his mouth to the upper swell of breast left uncovered by her bra. Then all she could do was moan.<\/p>\n

Angel licked and sucked at her skin, marveling at it\u2019s taste and texture. He heard her cry out and somehow, that broke the spell he was under. He pulled his head away slowly and looked at her. Her eyes were shocked and glassy. Her lips were swollen, she had somehow gotten a long scratch on the side of her neck and the collar of her shirt was ripped. He had hurt her. And that\u2019s when he realized that he was in game face.<\/p>\n

He abruptly let her slide to the ground and immediately took 3 steps backward.<\/p>\n

\u201cCordelia,\u201d he panted as his face slid back into its human form.<\/p>\n

\u201cYes?\u201d She sounded like she was trying to focus.<\/p>\n

\u201cI\u2019m sorry.\u201d<\/p>\n

Those words sounded familiar to Cordy. The ballet! <\/i>She smiled. And she had thought all the passion, the heat then had been because they were possessed. But we\u2019re not possessed now. And the heat\u2019s definitely still here. <\/i>She smiled more.<\/p>\n

Angel was worried that Cordy really was going into shock. He had just mauled her and now she was standing in front of him with a goofy grin on her face. Yeah, must be the shock.<\/i><\/p>\n

\u201cCordy, I didn\u2019t mean\u2014\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cYou\u2019re sorry? You didn\u2019t mean to kiss me? You know Angel, not to critique your way with the ladies, but that\u2019s not really stuff that a girl likes to hear,\u201d Cordy said, shaking her head, but keeping the goofy grin firmly in place.<\/p>\n

\u201cNo, I just\u2026I didn\u2019t want it to be like that\u2026it wasn\u2019t kissing,\u201d Angel said hurriedly. He needed to make this better.<\/p>\n

\u201cFelt like kissing to me.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cIt was me attacking you,\u201d he told her, like she hadn\u2019t been there.<\/p>\n

\u201cAnd me attacking you right back.\u201d She stepped closer to him and Angel put up a hand, as if to keep her away.<\/p>\n

\u201cI hurt you.\u201d<\/p>\n

Cordelia wondered if it was possible for a heart to burst with love. \u201cNo, you didn\u2019t.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cYou cried out,\u201d Angel reminded her.<\/p>\n

\u201cI moaned.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cIn pain\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cNo, in\u2014well, it wasn\u2019t pain. Believe me, I\u2019ve had pain rather recently,\u201d Cordy said, running a hand over her stomach. \u201cThis wasn\u2019t pain.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cYour stitches!\u201d Angel cried out. He had forgotten that she was only hours out of the hospital.<\/p>\n

\u201cThey\u2019re fine,\u201d Cordy assured him.<\/p>\n

\u201cYou\u2019re going to have bruises.\u201d She can’t deny that one.<\/i><\/p>\n

\u201cI\u2019m sure you\u2019ll have some too.\u201d<\/p>\n

Come to think of it, my shoulder is sort of throbbing. Did she bite me? <\/i>As Cordelia\u2019s practical assurances won the battle over Angel\u2019s insecurities, he lowered the hand he had been using to ward her off. \u201cYou\u2019re not mad,\u201d he noted.<\/p>\n

\u201cAngel, being slammed up against a wall by a hottie makes me feel a lot of things. Anger is not one of them.\u201d<\/p>\n

She seemed so calm. Not mad at what the kiss, what them coming together had turned into. Not surprised either.<\/p>\n

Cordy watched as her confused vampire ambled into the living room. He came to stand in front of the couch, but he didn\u2019t sit down. He just stood there. Looking confused. Ahh, now that\u2019s the Angel I know and love.<\/i><\/p>\n

She walked over to him, pushing him onto the couch. She stood standing in front of him and reached for both of his hands. Then she quietly began to explain.<\/p>\n

\u201cLook. I know if this was an episode of \u2018Felicity\u2019 or something, it would have been different. It would have been the long slow kiss with the cheek cupping and the whispering of sweet nothings. But this isn\u2019t the WB Angel. It\u2019s you and me. You know how I feel and I know how you feel. Finally. And we have about a year worth of sexual tension to work through. So it\u2019s understandable, us making with the mad groping.\u201d She climbed onto the couch, straddling him. He didn\u2019t move at first, then tentatively his arms came around her.<\/p>\n

\u201cThere\u2019s still the curse you know,\u201d he reminded her solemnly.<\/p>\n

\u201cSo?\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cSo we can\u2019t do\u2026that.\u201d I\u2019m 250 and all of the sudden I can\u2019t say \u2018sex\u2019?<\/i><\/p>\n

\u201cWe can do other stuff,\u201d she said in a voice that excited and sort of frightened Angel. Then she licked up his neck and really scared him.<\/p>\n

\u201cWhat, um, what kind of stuff were you thinking of?\u201d he asked while his brain was still functioning.<\/p>\n

\u201cWell, first on the agenda is teaching you the difference between good moaning and bad moaning.\u201d<\/p>\n

Part 25<\/a><\/strong><\/p>\n

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