***<\/p>\n
The too-bright light of morning filtered in through Cordelia\u2019s closed Venetian blinds. Clamping her eyes closed immediately after opening them, she let out a grumpy moan realizing that her head pounded when she tried to move.<\/p>\n
With the exception of the awful headache, for some reason, her body felt deliciously sore in a way that her normal cheerleading workouts never managed.<\/p>\n
With her eyes closed, Cordelia slowly started to drift back to sleep. Images played in her mind of hard muscle, broad shoulders and the handsome face she\u2019d often found in her dreams. Only now the images seemed more real and far more detailed. She\u2019d certainly never dreamt about Angel\u2019s package being quite so impressive.<\/p>\n
Surely that\u2019s what imaginations were for. Letting out a little throaty chuckle, she snuggled deeper into the covers barely acknowledging the fact that the sheets slid across bare skin instead of the surface of a nightgown or her favorite pajamas.<\/p>\n
Flexing her hips to curl her legs up caused Cordelia to let out a little yelp. \u201cOw!\u201d<\/p>\n
Awake again, she flopped over onto her back. The sudden pain went away for the most part, but her hand came into contact with something heavy and covered with the sheets lying next to her in her queen-sized bed.<\/p>\n
\u201cOmigodomigodomigod! Please tell me that\u2019s not who I think it is,\u201d Cordelia curled her fingers around the covers and inched them back to reveal\u2026a foot.<\/p>\n
Throwing back the covers to the end of the bed, Cordelia saw: a) she was naked, b) so was he and c) the he in question was definitely Angelus. The vampire did not appear to be moving. In fact, he looked like he\u2019d passed out and never got up again.<\/p>\n
Cordelia leapt out of bed, ignoring the twinge of pain as she did so. \u201cEew, eew, eew! There\u2019s a dead vampire in my bed.\u201d<\/p>\n
Reasoning that Angelus couldn\u2019t really be dead<\/i> dead since he wasn\u2019t a pile of dust. Guess he was no more dead than usual, so Cordelia figured he had to be sleeping. Pacing naked across her bedroom floor, she tried to piece together how he came to be there.<\/p>\n
\u201cI brought him here. I invited him in. Then we\u2026we\u2026,\u201d she suddenly recalled the reason for her sore muscles.<\/p>\n
He\u2019d touched her in ways no one else ever had, promised her pleasure and delivered it in spades eking out every bit of wanton response she possessed. Cordelia stared down at the sleeping vampire, his long frame stretched out as he lay prone.<\/p>\n
Angelus actually looked rather innocent this way, she thought, almost angelic. When in reality he was anything but.<\/p>\n
It suddenly occurred to her that she\u2019d been lucky. Angelus wasn\u2019t the type to let lust get in the way of revenge against the Slayer. Not when he\u2019d made such a big deal about it. He\u2019d been drunk last night and while Cordelia couldn\u2019t easily explain her behavior, the fact that she seemed to have a hangover suggested those margaritas were not as virgin as they should\u2019ve been.<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat do I do now? Think, Chase! You have a naked manpire in your bed. How do you get out of this one?\u201d<\/p>\n
She paused, a smirk forming on her mouth. Too bad it was the evil version of Angel cos she\u2019d certainly have no qualms about coming up with a few more interesting ideas.<\/p>\n
\u201cBad thoughts. Evil vampire,\u201d she reminded herself. \u201cNo stakes available. There\u2019s always sunlight. Open up the blinds and presto chango\u2026ball of fire in my bed. So not a great idea.\u201d<\/p>\n
Good thing Angelus slept like the dead, cos she couldn\u2019t seem to stop talking aloud. No parents in the house today. Maybe that was a good thing too. Unfortunately, that left only one option in the way of getting out of her potential role as the vampire\u2019s morning snack.<\/p>\n
Grabbing the phone, she punched in a couple of numbers and when the sleepy male voice issued the usual greeting, Cordelia commented sourly, \u201cIt\u2019s not a good thing that I have you on speed dial, Giles.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cC-Cordelia? It\u2019s rather early\u2026,\u201d he started only to be cut off.<\/p>\n
\u201cThere is a naked, evil vampire in my bed. Come now,\u201d Cordelia figured it was best to get straight to the point. It wasn\u2019t as if Giles wouldn\u2019t see the truth for himself when he got here.<\/p>\n
Giles fumbled for the phone having dropped it after Cordelia\u2019s announcement. He put his glasses on bringing the room into focus as if that would also help clear up the issue. \u201cC-could you repeat that? I thought you said\u2026\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cAngleus is here. Now. Naked. What more do you need to know?\u201d Cordelia huffed. \u201cI think I also said to come immediately. Y\u2019know, before he wakes up and eats me.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cHow did th\u2014?\u201d<\/p>\n
Cordelia did the only thing she could to prompt him to get going. She hung up the phone. Deciding clothes might be a good idea, Cordelia first headed into the bathroom. Nature was calling no matter the vampire-sized problem in her bed. Sitting down caused her to let out another yelp of pain.<\/p>\n
Though she couldn\u2019t recall exactly when it had happened, Cordelia had a sneaking suspicion she knew the reason.<\/p>\n
Finishing up, she turned her back to her floor-length mirror. Just along the full curve of her right buttock was a visible set of fang-marks. Hazel eyes widened instantly in disbelief and anger. That playful, lying bastard out there had bit her on the ass.<\/p>\n
Fuming, Cordelia forgot all about clothes or waiting for the cavalry to show up. She stormed back into the bedroom letting every tiny twinge add to her fury. Standing at the foot of her bed, Cordelia poked her finger at Angelus\u2019 shoulder. \u201cGet up! What the hell is this?\u201d<\/p>\n
Pointing at her marked butt cheek did nothing since the vampire didn\u2019t budge from his sleeping state. Cordelia reached down with both hands to shake his shoulders, but it only bounced the bed a little causing Angelus to mutter unintelligibly.<\/p>\n
\u201cFine. Be that way. Just wait until Giles gets here and we\u2019ll see if you have something else to say.\u201d<\/p>\n
Cordelia quickly dressed in a comfortable pair of her workout clothes and put her hair up into a ponytail. The cotton felt tolerable against her sore bottom. Figuring it wouldn\u2019t do to leave Angelus in all his hot, naked glory, she attempted to slide his leather pants back on. She tugged and pulled, but the pants would not go on.<\/p>\n
And it wasn\u2019t like she was going to reach underneath and tuck any body parts into place if she could avoid it; not unless she had to, anyway.<\/p>\n
The deadweight vampire made the task impossible and finally Cordelia took a pair of black sweatpants from her father\u2019s room and managed to get them onto Angelus without too much effort.<\/p>\n
Surveying her work, Cordelia had her hands on her hips and gave a short nod of approval. \u201cOkay.\u201d<\/p>\n
No sooner had she gone downstairs to open the security gate and unlock the door than Rupert Giles arrived carting a set of manacles and chains. He wasn\u2019t alone. Why Cordelia thought he would show up by himself was a mystery. Jenny Calendar, Buffy, Willow and Xander were all standing on her doorstep.<\/p>\n
Most of them looking like they thought she was either insane or pond scum.<\/p>\n
\u201cHi guys,\u201d Cordelia flashed them a bright smile silently telling them all that they could take their opinions and shove them. \u201cWelcome to my nightmare.\u201d<\/p>\n
***<\/p>\n
Angelus awoke to a cacophony of noise in the distance, a constant low rumbling of chattering familiar voices. Even before opening up his eyes his senses took in his immediate surroundings. Most noticeable was the scent of sex and Cordelia.<\/p>\n
Lots of sex and the feeling that he was covered in her scent. It was all around him.<\/p>\n
Then he remembered why. He\u2019d found the cheerleader outside the Bronze and had brought her home. Then he\u2019d taken that luscious body more ways than he could even recall. Angelus knew the hot little minx loved every second of it. Her screams of pleasure still rattled around in his head.<\/p>\n
Without a doubt, Cordelia had given Angelus equal pleasure despite her comparative inexperience. She\u2019d made up for it with pure enthusiasm. That last time must\u2019ve been amazing because he couldn\u2019t remember a damn thing about the rest of the night.<\/p>\n
He vaguely wondered if he\u2019d gotten a chance to make her before the lights of consciousness went out.<\/p>\n
I definitely remember biting her,<\/i> Angelus couldn\u2019t quite recall what type of bite.<\/p>\n
The noise outside his immediate presence continued and was enough to irritate him. His head hurt and it was apparently still daylight outside. He wanted to sleep.<\/p>\n
One by one he separated the voices he was hearing and then his eyes opened with an amber hue as he recognized the normally dulcet tones of the Slayer raised in anger.<\/p>\n
Taking instant stock of his whereabouts, Angelus realized he was stretched out face down on Cordelia\u2019s bed, shackled there by two sets of heavy manacles that bound him to the immovable frame of her bed.<\/p>\n
Roaring in anger, he attempted to break free of the shackles, but even his strength proved too little. The damn things had to be magically enhanced.<\/p>\n
His little tiff apparently caught the notice of those downstairs. They argued amongst themselves which one of them would get to interrogate him first. Giles suggested that he be the one to go, but Cordelia argued that it was her house and she\u2019d be the one to decide. Buffy apparently tried to head straight up for a confrontation only to be held back by the Watcher.<\/p>\n
Then Xander got into it stating that it was his girlfriend who had been taken advantage of and so he ought to be the one to go.<\/p>\n
\u201cEx-girlfriend,\u201d Cordelia stressed, \u201cand don\u2019t give me the story about using magic to make me love you. I\u2019ve already heard it twice this morning.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cCor,\u201d whined Xander pleadingly.<\/p>\n
\u201cLater,\u201d she put him off. \u201cI\u2019m going up there and none of you are coming in until I\u2019m finished having a few words with Angelus.\u201d<\/p>\n
A few minutes later, Angelus saw the door open to admit Cordelia carrying a large coffee mug with a straw and a small bottle, which she tucked into the pocket of her sweatpants. \u201cHey there, brown eyes. How\u2019s the head?\u201d<\/p>\n
Considering that Cordelia looked awful chipper for having a hangover of her own, he figured he wasn\u2019t going to let her knew his head was hurting. \u201cFine,\u201d he growled.<\/p>\n
\u201cComfy?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cDrop the Happy Hostess routine,\u201d he suggested. \u201cWhy are you looking so fresh and alive this morning?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYou fell asleep, dumbass.\u201d<\/p>\n
Angelus denied it. \u201cNot until after I bit you.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cKinda hard to drain all of my blood from biting my ass,\u201d she commented with a smirk.<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat? Did not.\u201d Angelus frowned. Maybe he\u2019d just imagined it. \u201cThat was just a little lovebite.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cPfft! Yeah. The kind I can do without.\u201d She knelt on the floor next to the bed holding out the mug with the straw pointing in his direction. \u201cDrink up. Vampire hangover remedy.\u201d<\/p>\n
Angelus hesitantly sipped at the straw tasting warm blood, something spicy and a hint of synthetic drugs. \u201cYou put something in my blood?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cEew! No, I let Miss Calendar do it,\u201d Cordelia admitted. \u201cIt was Giles who suggested the Tabasco and aspirin, though he would as soon let you suffer a little.\u201d<\/p>\n
He asked, \u201cWhat about you?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cA grumpy vampire makes for a pain in the ass prisoner,\u201d she answered as Angelus drained the mug of its contents. Setting it aside, she pulled the little plastic bottle with its little blue twist-on cap out of her pocket and tossed it onto the bed where he couldn\u2019t see it.<\/p>\n
\u201cSpeaking of which, your little lovebite isn\u2019t exactly pleasant. I really think the deal included no biting, dammit.\u201d<\/p>\n
Giving her a surprised look, Angelus asked, \u201cWhat deal?\u201d<\/p>\n
Leaning as close as she could without being in striking distance should he decide to bite her somewhere else, Cordelia told him, \u201cGuess the deal\u2019s off. The others are all downstairs and now it\u2019s time for a little payback.\u201d<\/p>\n
Angelus wondered what the cheerleader had in mind. She rose to her feet and he saw her wince at the move. \u201cTender? I\u2019ll kiss it better.\u201d<\/p>\n
Saying nothing, Cordelia edged down the bed and yanked on the waistband of his sweats to reveal the firm lines of his bottom to her view. \u201cIt stings right there,\u201d she smacked her hand down hard on his right cheek.<\/p>\n
A rumbling sound emerged from Angelus\u2019 throat at the sensation of her smooth hand on his flesh. It did sting a little\u2026deliciously. He couldn\u2019t decide if this was her version of revenge or if she wanted to play games. Always the optimist, Angelus went for giving her some encouragement, \u201cOh wow! Hey you’re good at that… do it again, see if it feels the same!”<\/p>\n
Gritting her teeth, Cordelia reminded herself that vampires actually got off on a little pain. That had not been her intention at all. \u201cLet\u2019s try something else, hmm?\u201d<\/p>\n
Figuring this could be fun especially with the Slayer and her precious Scoobies just a few yards away, he ignored his suspicions and chuckled in agreement. Angelus felt his sex stir from its trapped location against the mattress. Whatever she did to him, he knew he\u2019d find an opportunity to have her in his arms again. Then there would be no more games until he did what he wanted.<\/p>\n
Sidetracked by his own thoughts and his lustful imaginings of sinking his fangs into Cordelia\u2019s jugular, Angelus didn\u2019t realize what she was doing until she\u2019d climbed onto the bed and straddled his back. Leaning over, Cordelia chomped down hard on the still red flesh of his bottom.<\/p>\n
\u201cOw! You little bitch that hurt.\u201d Angelus growled in anger that she would dare use that as a form of revenge. He bucked against his shackles, but her thighs were clamped tightly around him.<\/p>\n
\u201cOh, did that hurt?\u201d Cordelia reached for the bottle she\u2019d brought with her. \u201cMy teeth marks will fade out in a few hours. Yours will have me sitting on cushions for days. Not to mention the likelihood of a scar.\u201d<\/p>\n
Angelus growled at the humiliation of it all. Fuck, she\u2019d make a damn good vampire. He was about to tell her so when Cordelia informed him that she wasn\u2019t finished. \u201cDo I get matching bites?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cNo such luck,\u201d Cordelia said untwisting the cap off of the garlic powder. She\u2019d made sure to bite down hard enough to pierce his skin. \u201cThis might sting a little.\u201d<\/p>\n
Letting out a yell as his skin reacted to the irritant, Angelus demanded Cordelia wash it off. She merely patted his ass and pulled up the sweat pants before climbing off of him. Her hand trailed up his spine to ruffle his spiky bed-hair. \u201cNow we\u2019re even.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cCome over here where I can see you,\u201d Angelus kept tight control over his anger. He knew the bite mark wouldn\u2019t heal until he washed away the garlic. In the meantime, it would hurt like hell. Damned if her little act hadn\u2019t impressed him and now Angelus wanted her more than ever.<\/p>\n
Cordelia moved to the foot of the bed kneeling so that she was eye to eye with him, a satisfied little smirk on her beautiful face and a wicked glint in her eyes. \u201cThe others are gonna come bursting through the door soon if I don\u2019t get back out there.\u201d<\/p>\n
Curious, Angelus asked, \u201cWhy didn\u2019t they just dust me while they had the chance?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWe don\u2019t want you dead,\u201d she told him. \u201cNot when Miss Calendar is so close to finding way to return your soul.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI don\u2019t want it,\u201d Angelus snapped. \u201cThis is all because of you. I had to have you last night. Couldn\u2019t just snap your neck and leave you on the Slayer\u2019s doorstep.\u201d<\/p>\n
A deep sigh left her throat, almost silent. She\u2019d come so close to death and chosen to embrace it rather than give in. \u201cI wanted you too,\u201d Cordelia admitted. \u201cPersonally, I like my neck intact.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cThat won\u2019t ever be your destiny,\u201d he promised in that deep sounding way that made her shudder. \u201cI should have claimed you last night instead of giving you that little lovebite.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cThat\u2019ll never happen,\u201d Cordelia assured him. \u201cThose manacles are made especially for you. They won\u2019t come off until your soul is safe and secure right where it belongs.\u201d<\/p>\n
Maybe it was inevitable. The thought of the soul returning sickened him, but Angelus knew one thing wouldn\u2019t change. \u201cWe started something last night and as far as I\u2019m concerned, it isn\u2019t finished. Soul or no soul, you will be mine. Even if it means that you get to cling to your humanity.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cHuman works for me,\u201d Cordelia agreed getting back to her feet.<\/p>\n
Angelus figured he had an option or two that Cordelia Chase knew nothing about. \u201cBesides, I like you warm and willing.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cThings change,\u201d Cordelia doubted he would feel the same once the soul returned no matter his vehemence now. \u201cYou\u2019re in love with Buffy.\u201d<\/p>\n
That silenced his arguments. Angelus had feeling for the Slayer, but they all involved her mental and physical torture resulting in her eventual death. That wouldn\u2019t be the case when all those touchy-feely emotions came back, he realized.<\/p>\n
So how come he felt so strongly about the idea that it would cost him Cordelia? A tight fist gripped at his chest as denial raged inside him.<\/p>\n
She was moving toward the door, but he stopped her needing to know if Cordelia had gotten more from her experience with him than a bite on the ass and a need for revenge. \u201cDid I keep my promise, Cordelia? Was it a night to remember?\u201d<\/p>\n
Capturing her lower lip between her teeth, Cordelia realized that despite the patchy memories brought on by her inebriated state, being with him was something she would never forget. Especially since Buffy was unlikely to let her.<\/p>\n
\u201cWhen that soul comes back and if you can get over the guilt-trip you\u2019ll no doubt be taking,\u201d Cordelia began, \u201clook me up. You\u2019ve already got an invitation, Angelus.\u201d<\/p>\n
The End<\/b><\/p>\n