Part 30<\/b><\/p>\n
Many days later, but not too many<\/i><\/p>\n
Cordelia sat at her desk sparing a glance around the office. It finally felt all right. Wesley and Gunn were arguing about the best method for cleaning weapons. Cordelia scrunched up her nose. It was a strange argument but a familiar one. She still didn\u2019t understand the big deal.<\/p>\n
She shrugged just glad that whatever unease Wesley had felt about Gunn and Fred\u2019s relationship seemed to have evolved into acceptance and the friends earlier friendship seemed to have returned.<\/p>\n
Cordelia turned to study Fred, puzzled by the fierce concentration on the other woman\u2019s face as she stared at her computer. Fred had been sitting at the computer for hours.<\/p>\n
Cordelia didn\u2019t know what she could be researching, Cordelia hadn\u2019t had a vision and the pending cases were pretty simple. Sure, Wesley had been searching for any signs or prophecies on any up-coming apocalypse but Cordelia didn\u2019t think that Wesley found anything that needed Fred and her computer.<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat\u2019s so interesting?\u201d Cordelia wandered over to Fred\u2019s desk.<\/p>\n
The young woman looked up nudging at her glasses a scowl on her pretty face. \u201cI got a B.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cUh.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cLook.\u201d She swung around her laptop showing Cordelia the Acme Detective School web page and an instant message flashing a big B. \u201cThey gave me a B.\u201d Fred said in disgust.<\/p>\n
\u201cOh.\u201d Cordelia patted Fred on her shoulder. \u201cIt was only the first test, maybe on the next one you\u2019ll get an A.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYou don\u2019t understand- a B. I\u2019ve never gotten a B, never.\u201d Fred glared at the screen. \u201cAnd they didn\u2019t even tell me why my answer was wrong- just flashed error, error. I don\u2019t think I was even wrong. I studied and studied. I don\u2019t get Bs ever.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cMaybe you should e-mail them ask them to send you more detailed explanation.\u201d Cordelia shrugged.<\/p>\n
\u201cI did. The instructor responded that my analysis of DNA identification wasn\u2019t the answer they were looking for.\u201d Fred swung her chair around to face Cordelia. \u201cHow is showing someone a picture more effective for purposes of identification than DNA tests?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat was the question?\u201d<\/p>\n
Fred clicked on her mouse, pointing to the test and the question that popped up on the screen. \u201cLooking for a missing person and identifying that person. If you were missing, a DNA match would definitely be more accurate than some person identifying a picture of you.\u201d Fred commented.<\/p>\n
Cordelia frowned as she read the question and Fred\u2019s answer. \u201cWouldn\u2019t you have to find me before you did the DNA thingy.” pointing to Fred\u2019s long detailed scientific summary of DNA and it\u2019s usefulness in identification.<\/p>\n
Fred shook her head. \u201cNot necessarily. Not if you had a clue with viable blood, salvia or hair.\u201d<\/p>\n
Cordelia looked at the question again, \u201cFred, honey, I think maybe the instructors didn\u2019t want you to think so much in your answer or read so much into the question. I think you just blew them away with all that scientific stuff. \u201c<\/p>\n
Fred studied the question. \u201cWhat, you think the answer should\u2019ve been handing out fliers and showing pictures around to potential witnesses.\u201d Fred pushed at her glasses. \u201cBut that\u2019s so simple and I said that.\u201d Fred pointed to her answer.<\/p>\n
\u201cYeah. In a sentence, then you spent the rest of the,\u201d Cordelia scrolled down the pages, \u201c10 pages on DNA. Overkill.\u201d<\/p>\n
Fred bit at her lip. \u201cYou think so.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYeah.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cHmmph. Well, they could have just said that AND I did answer the question right. I shouldn\u2019t be penalized because I added a little bit extra. I\u2019m going to write them.\u201d Fred tapped on the mouse, getting back to her e-mail.<\/p>\n
\u201cGood idea.\u201d Cordelia smiled at the determined expression on Fred\u2019s face.<\/p>\n
\u201cHey, Mario, and Jr. Mario, how\u2019d the drivin’ go, no broken bones or other damage to report.\u201d<\/p>\n
Cordelia looked up to the door at Gunn\u2019s call. Angel and Connor were just coming into the hotel lobby. She scrunched up her face at Angel\u2019s expression. The vampire looked paler than he should- practically terrified even. Cordelia looked at the teenager. Connor seemed fine. Cordelia blinked, Connor looked better than fine, the boy was actually smiling.<\/p>\n
Cordelia moved closer to hear Angel and Connor\u2019s answers.<\/p>\n
\u201cI drove.\u201d Connor said proudly.<\/p>\n
Cordelia glanced back to Angel. He didn\u2019t look proud- he looked sick.<\/p>\n
\u201cAngel let you drive his car? I thought you\u2019ll were still in the observing stage.\u201d Wesley questioned.<\/p>\n
\u201cMan, I was just kidding. How\u2019s the car?\u201d Gunn winced up at Angel.<\/p>\n
\u201cI didn\u2019t hit anything.\u201d Connor said defensively. \u201cWell, except the curb, but that wasn\u2019t my fault, he did it when he grabbed the steering wheel.\u201d Connor pointed to his father.<\/p>\n
\u201cAngel, what happened?\u201d Cordelia wanted to hear Angel\u2019s interpretation of the event and find out why the vampire looked pale and sick.<\/p>\n
\u201cThe car is fine. I\u2019m not, though.\u201d Angel turned to his son. \u201cConnor, I explained that the yellow lines are on the roads for a reason, you must stay in them at all times otherwise the cars coming towards you will hit you.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cBut it didn\u2019t hit us and you didn\u2019t have to grab the wheel, I could\u2019ve avoided it, you almost caused an accident the way you jerked the car around. \u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cConnor, I saved both of our lives, that car was a semi and you weren\u2019t paying attention. Eyes must remain on the road at all times, not watching hoo\u2026.women on street corners.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cBut, they kept calling out and waving to us.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cAngel, where exactly did take your son.\u201d Cordelia raised her brows.<\/p>\n
\u201cI didn\u2019t \u2018take\u2019 him anywhere.\u201d Angel defended. \u201cIt was just that being on the freeway was a really bad idea, so I told him to get off at the soonest exit he would actually slow down for.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYou took him on the freeway? Are you nuts?\u201d Gunn said.<\/p>\n
\u201cNo, I\u2019m not nuts. It\u2019s just that I didn\u2019t realize my son had trouble with left and right.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI know my left from my right.\u201d Connor protested.<\/p>\n
\u201cThen why did you take a left onto the freeway, when I specifically said right.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cThat was your fault, you were still yelling about the stupid light and you weren\u2019t real clear.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat stupid light?\u201d Fred had joined the others in listening to Angel and Connor\u2019s adventures.<\/p>\n
\u201cIt was no big deal, I didn\u2019t hit that car wasn\u2019t even close to it.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cConnor,\u201d Angel said with forced calm. \u201cRed lights mean STOP.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cIt was yellow.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cFirst of all it was RED, it had turned RED. Yellow means caution, look out for traffic, slow down and prepare to stop, it does NOT mean speed up.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cHe does it,\u201d Connor pointed to Gunn.<\/p>\n
\u201cWhoa, kid. Hey, Angel man, I never told him to speed up on yellow, never man.\u201d Gunn held up his hands at Angel\u2019s glare.<\/p>\n
Angel gave a stiff smile to the black man. \u201cYes, well, later I would like to have a word with you about what else you have and haven\u2019t been telling my son.\u201d<\/p>\n
Gunn shot a look to Connor. \u201cWhat\u2019d I say?\u201d<\/p>\n
Connor grunted, rolling his eyes. \u201cHe\u2019s still mad that you were talking about him having sex with Cordelia.\u201d<\/p>\n
Cordelia gaped at Connor than at Gunn, who by that time had fallen off the desk. Fred just hurried to get Wesley a glass of water, since he seemed to be choking.<\/p>\n
Gunn scrambled to his feet, looking back and forth from Cordelia and Angel. \u201cI didn\u2019t\u2026never said anything about\u2026\u2026.no way. Kid, why are you trying to get me killed, I thought we were cool.\u201d He called to Connor.<\/p>\n
\u201cI\u2019m not,\u201d Connor looked puzzled. \u201cAll I did was ask him why he would want to jump Cordelia\u2019s bones if he still had his soul and what bumping and grinding meant. You said it was a conversation I needed to have with him. So, did you.\u201d He pointed to Wesley.<\/p>\n
Fred got back up and ran to get some more water as Wesley started to choke again.<\/p>\n
\u201cWhoa, hey,\u201d Gunn held up his hands. \u201cAll I said was jumping bones and bumping and grinding were a Dad\/Son conversation. He\u2019s the one that brought Cordy into it,\u201d Gunn pointed accusingly at Wesley. \u201cAll worried that you two couldn\u2019t be alone together without\u2026.anyway, I was defending you.\u201d<\/p>\n
Fred looked at the water in her hand and put in on the counter and decided that slapping the back of the blue-faced choking Wesley would be more effective. \u201cCome on, Wesley, you just need to breathe.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI..I..\u201d Wesley coughed and took a deep breath, his blue face turning red. \u201cI was being vague in my worry in front of Connor, you were the one that brought the simple thought down to the gutter, with your jumping bones and bumping and grinding in front of the boy.\u201d He glared at Gunn, who just glared back.<\/p>\n
Connor shrugged. \u201cI don\u2019t know why everyone is getting so upset. What\u2019s the big deal about Dad and Cordelia having sex now that his soul is anchored?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cMan, if you knew what it meant why\u2019d you have to bring it up.\u201d Gunn whined.<\/p>\n
\u201cWell, I didn\u2019t until he started to get all stammery and flustered then mad.\u201d Connor pointed to Angel. \u201cIt was obvious then.\u201d<\/p>\n
Angel turned from his son to watch Cordelia get up from her chair shaking her head. \u201cCordy? Where are you going?\u201d<\/p>\n
Cordelia blinked. \u201cI\u2019m not sure but away from this whole conversation and those imbeciles,\u201d she blinked again at Wesley and Gunn. \u201cIf I stay I might have to kill them.\u201d She said her head still shaking.<\/p>\n
\u201cCordy,\u201d Wesley started to reach out.<\/p>\n
\u201cDon\u2019t, Wesley, saying anything else right now probably wouldn\u2019t at all be in your best interest.\u201d Cordelia moved past him towards the stairs.<\/p>\n
\u201cRight, Well.\u201d Wesley cleared his throat and studied his shoes.<\/p>\n
\u201cAngel, man.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cGunn, what Cordelia said goes for you too.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cSure, Gottcha.\u201d Gunn settled back down on the desk.<\/p>\n
Connor shrugged. \u201cSo, when do I get to drive again?\u201d<\/p>\n
Angel studied his son. \u201cNever.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cHey, it\u2019s not my fault that Cordelia got mad. It\u2019s theirs.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cCan’t we just gag that kid.\u201d Gunn whispered over to Wesley.<\/p>\n
\u201cI wish.\u201d The other man sighed.<\/p>\n
\u201cYes, but it is your fault that we almost got killed numerous times tonight.\u201d<\/p>\n
Connor glared. \u201cYou are melodramatic; those cars weren\u2019t even close.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWho called me melodramatic?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cPlease, god, no, please\u2026don\u2019t let him say me.\u201d Gunn whispered again. Wesley closed his eyes praying the same.<\/p>\n
\u201cI heard Cordelia call you that – a melodramatic dork.\u201d<\/p>\n
Gunn and Wesley let out a sigh of relief. \u201cThank god.\u201d Wesley nodded in agreement.<\/p>\n
\u201cAnd they all agreed.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI hate that kid.\u201d Gunn whispered. Again Wesley nodded.<\/p>\n
Fred rolled her eyes at her boyfriend and Wesley. \u201cAngel, sometimes you can be a bit melodramatic.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cGirl.\u201d Gunn warned, trying to wave Fred\u2019s statement away.<\/p>\n
\u201cI am NOT melodramatic.\u201d Angel glared. \u201cAnd Connor, until you can tell me exactly everything you did wrong tonight and why it was wrong, there will be no more driving lessons.\u201d Angel shook his head and went up stairs.<\/p>\n
\u201cSee, melodramatic,\u201d Connor looked to the others for agreement.<\/p>\n
\u201cWhoa, kid, I\u2019m not saying anything in front of you, you little tattletale.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cUh.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cConnor, there are times that conversations heard are best not to be repeated.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cIf it was wrong to say them, why\u2019d you say them?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cVery good question, unfortunately not one that Wesley or Charles can seem to answer right now, if ever. Why don\u2019t we order some pizza and you tell us exactly what you did tonight while driving and maybe we can help you figure what you did wrong.\u201d Fred said reasonably.<\/p>\n
Connor nodded and then lifted his head in a question. \u201cWhat kind of work do woman on street corners do? Dad said those women that were waving at us, were working. What kinda work? They weren\u2019t wearing very many clothes.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI\u2019m not answering that, no way.\u201d Gunn shook his head. \u201cSticking to the driving stuff, only.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYes, Charles is correct.\u201d Wesley nodded vigorously.<\/p>\n
\u201cOh, sex can be a job?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat?\u201d both Wesley and Gunn exclaimed.<\/p>\n
\u201cIt has to be something about sex or you wouldn\u2019t be getting so nervous.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI\u2019m going to go order the pizza,\u201d Gunn decided to just ignore the teenager.<\/p>\n
\u201cCharles, I believe you will need my input.\u201d Wesley followed the black man to the phone.<\/p>\n
Connor looked at Fred.<\/p>\n
\u201cYes, it can, one that can be unpleasant and unsafe for the women and men that are forced by circumstances to make their living selling sex. Sexual intercourse is an act that should preferably be done between two emotionally mature and loving people that respect each other, not for profit or other senseless reasons. It\u2019s not a job that most are eager to have. It is not so much embarrassing but sad.\u201d<\/p>\n
Connor smiled. \u201cThanks.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYour welcome. Now, tell me about the driving and then I\u2019ll show you the material I studied when I had to retake my driver\u2019s test when I got back from Plyea. Will get you ready for your next lesson.\u201d<\/p>\n
Part 31<\/b><\/p>\n
Angel paused in the doorway of his suite bracing himself enter. It was both heaven and hell in there. Cordelia had slowly resumed her habit of just going into his bedroom to talk to him. Angel remembered the hope that had sprung up when he first saw that she was sitting on his bed waiting for him.<\/p>\n
The hope transformed into another type when Angel quickly realized she wasn\u2019t there because she wanted to make love.<\/p>\n
Angel had been disappointed but he had also been grateful. Cordelia wasn\u2019t shutting him out. It was almost like it was before- before the kidnapping or forced underwater imprisonment, before any declarations of love-just friendship and talking, usually about Connor but never about the two of them. It was almost comfortable.<\/p>\n
Who was he kidding, it was wonderful, but it was also damn painful and frustrating to have to sit in the chair away from Cordelia, when all he wanted to do was be on the bed with her, in her, touching her.<\/p>\n
There were times that Angel could sense Cordelia wanting the same, but she never gave any indication or made a move towards him and Angel wouldn\u2019t. Angel believed without a doubt if he in anyway took advantage of her desire she would never forgive him. Angel wondered if she was testing him. If she was- he wouldn\u2019t fail it.<\/p>\n
So, Angel just sat and forced his instincts and desires down concentrating on her voice and words immersing himself in the enjoyment and comfort of talking to his best friend.<\/p>\n
Angel took a deep breath and opened the door. He stopped. Cordelia\u2019s face was buried in her hands, her shoulders shaking. Was she crying? \u201cCordelia?\u201d<\/p>\n
Cordelia looked up, wiping at her tears, small choking sounds came from her throat, vibrating her body and shoulders. Angel sat down on the chair, his worry gone. She was laughing or rather she was trying to stop laughing.<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat part of all of that do you find so amusing?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cAll of it, you should have seen your face. You were scared.\u201d<\/p>\n
Angel growled. \u201cThat was not funny and you would\u2019ve been scared too, he can\u2019t drive. Rules of the road don\u2019t exist for Connor, he just does what he wants the faster the better. He\u2019s dangerous. I\u2019m not letting him drive again. He doesn\u2019t listen to me. He listens and repeats any other stupidity that he hears but he won\u2019t listen to me tell him to stop at red lights and stop signs or stay in the white and yellow lines, that spend limits must be adhered to even if it seems too slow. Connor\u2019s a menace. We could\u2019ve died or killed somebody. Rules are made for a reason. They must be followed. My car could\u2019ve been hurt.\u201d<\/p>\n
Cordelia started to laugh all over again.<\/p>\n
\u201cIt\u2019s not funny.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cOh, my poor baby, afraid of his son that doesn\u2019t like to follow rules,\u201d Cordelia slid off the bed.<\/p>\n
\u201cRules of the road\u2026..Cordy, what are you doing?\u201d Angel\u2019s rant changed immediately to a startled question as her warm body settled in his lap and her hand snaked up around his neck.<\/p>\n
\u201cI think I\u2019m about to jump your bones, if I understand Gunn\u2019s meaning correctly.\u201d<\/p>\n
Angel started to speak but no words came out, he just froze as he felt gentle moist lips grace his. Cordelia leaned back up at Angel\u2019s unresponsiveness. \u201cDid I get it wrong? I could\u2019ve sworn that it meant make love.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cCordy,\u201d Angel squeaked finally finding his voice. \u201cYou wouldn\u2019t\u2026.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cTease you?\u201d Cordelia smiled. \u201cNot now, maybe later.\u201d She leaned back in.<\/p>\n
Angel brought up his hands pushing her back. \u201cYou forgive me? You want to make love? You love me?\u201d Angel gripped at Cordelia\u2019s shoulders, searching her gaze.<\/p>\n
\u201cDuh.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cCordy.\u201d Angel shook her slightly needing to hear a better answer.<\/p>\n
Cordelia brought up a delicate hand cupping his jaw. \u201cI love you and I\u2019m tired of wondering how long I\u2019m supposed to be mad. Day by day has to stop some day and since you are so damn cute when you become frantic daddy dork, I\u2019ve decided today is as good of a day as any.\u201d<\/p>\n
Cordelia scrunched up her face at the still motionless vampire. \u201cAngel, you\u2019re being slow on the up take here.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cSlow.\u201d Angel blinked finally understanding. \u201cCan\u2019t be slow, later,\u201d he growled pushing up from the chair, Cordelia\u2019s body tight in his grip until she was dumped on the bed.<\/p>\n
\u201cYou have two seconds to take your clothes off or they will be in shreds.\u201d Angel growled removing his own quickly and efficiently.<\/p>\n
\u201cNot fair, you\u2019re always faster than I am.\u201d Cordelia mumbled through the material of her shirt as she tried to kick off her shoes.<\/p>\n
\u201cWear less.\u201d Angel growled yanking down at her jeans breaking her zipper and pulling the denim off as he threw Cordelia\u2019s shoes across the room.<\/p>\n
\u201cHey,\u201d Cordelia cried out. \u201cOkay, Geez.\u201d She quickly reached around freeing her breasts as Angel tossed the little ripped material from her hips. Once Angel had Cordelia\u2019s nude body safely trapped under his, he calmed his earlier urgency. Angel leaned slightly up not quite willing for his chest to leave the softness of the breasts that pillowed him, but he needed to have a better view of Cordelia\u2019s face. Angel\u2019s hand came up to caress the smooth cheek, his thumb tracing the full bottom lip. \u201cI love you,\u201d he said forcefully and earnestly into the happy hazel eyes.<\/p>\n
\u201cMe, too.\u201d She grinned, wrapping her hands up around his neck urging him closer. Angel dove to capture the beautiful grin. Pent up frustration was released in a deep growl as Angel savored the lips, his mouth and tongue moving to relearn every taste and flavor that had been denied to him for too long.<\/p>\n
Cordelia whimpered at the force of the kiss, her body arching in need as Angel\u2019s hand palmed her breast, his thumb rubbing her nipple, his other hand entangled in her hair keeping her lips locked to his. Cordelia squirmed jerking her hips closer, gasping as Angel\u2019s firm caress left her breast traveling down her side to embed itself between her thighs. With the heel of his palm he pressed into soft curls of her center spreading the concentrated moisture with wide strong strokes, causing Cordelia to gasp out her breath as she tried to open her thighs wider.<\/p>\n
Angel growled shifting, bringing his hips in line with Cordelia\u2019s, stopping her movement with a strong hand, lifting and pressing his penis to the hidden entrance. Thrusting with a hard push he embeded himself in the heat, catching Cordelia\u2019s gasp with his lips. Angel felt whole as he pressed harder into the warmth, every dead nerve cell became alive with the pleasure and power of his thrust, every brain cell and every corner of his soul filled with love as his body and instincts screamed out for possession. A low growl of need vibrated deep in the vampire\u2019s chest, emerging from his throat in one harsh word. \u201cMine.\u201d<\/p>\n
Angel lifted his head as his brain and soul panicked, his body stilling under the knowledge of what he just said and the burgeoning fear at the beautiful woman\u2019s reaction underneath him. Would she reject this instinct within the vampire, regardless of her love? Tell Angel again that she hadn\u2019t consented to his mark, that she refused to be possessed.<\/p>\n
Cordelia reached up to cradle Angel\u2019s face, smiling softly. \u201cYours.\u201d<\/p>\n
With one word, Angel\u2019s fear left leaving nothing but love and instinct. \u201cMine,\u201d he growled, plunging to capture her smile again as his hands and hips moved with vigor to take claim to Cordelia\u2019s entire body.<\/p>\n
Cordelia closed her eyes feeling the barely restrained danger of the vampire as he moved over her controlling her body with his strength. This was not like any prior acts of love between Cordelia and the vampire. It was surely not soft or sweet by any means. Neither was it the mutual aggressiveness and playfulness of the so-called unbridled lust variety nor the manipulative teasing of faux Angelus\u2019 versions of sex.<\/p>\n
It was power and controlled violence, leaving Cordelia with nothing to do but hold on. She began to wonder whether it mattered to the vampire who she was or was she just a body to be used. Cordelia hoped to god she was wrong, she opened her eyes straight into Angel\u2019s intense gaze. <br
\nTears started to form blurring her visions as the intensity overwhelmed her. It wasn\u2019t blind lust, but everything that Angel was, she saw love, desire, pain, strength, need, want, hope all contained in the dark stare, all directed towards her begging for acceptance.<\/p>\n
Cordelia moved slightly to hold on tighter, bringing her lips up to Angel\u2019s ear, rubbing her cheek against his, \u201cI love you.\u201d She whispered, then closed her eyes abandoning all thoughts and worries for the purely physical sensations of being owned because, in that dark gaze, Cordelia realized that while Angel took relentlessly from her body, he was offering her something precious in return- his entire being.<\/p>\n
Cordelia cried out as Angel shifted her hips changing the position of their joining. Tension that had been caused by thoughts and worries now changed to the tension of pounding excited nerves. Angel\u2019s low growl of release and the twitching of his expelling cock triggered small explosions under Cordelia\u2019s skin. She cried out again as Angel withdrew. He moved quickly descending kisses down her breast as his hand and fingers claimed the just abandoned warmth. Angel\u2019s touch was gentle and precise building the pressure back up in Cordelia\u2019s belly. Angel\u2019s lips settled on her stomach covering the newly healed wound. Angel glanced up searching for Cordelia\u2019s gaze. Cordelia rolled her eyes, gripping the vampire\u2019s hair forcing his lips back to her skin and his hand back on her center not wanting to deal with words or the dichotomy of the insecure powerful vampire at that moment. Cordelia smiled as Angel took her direction as consent.<\/p>\n
This time she watched as Angel transformed, his fangs piercing the skin as his fingers distracted her from the initial pain with pleasure. Cordelia\u2019s eyes widened at the eroticism of the feel and sight, she gasped as the pressure in her belly erupted into an intense orgasm and Angel in human form sucked and licked at the small puncture wounds. With one last gentle kiss, Angel rose bringing his body back over Cordelia, again searching her gaze. Cordelia wanted to smack him for still being unsure, but then he smiled, one of those beautiful smiles that made her heart ache.<\/p>\n
\u201cI love you,\u201d he whispered, nuzzling his face into her neck.<\/p>\n
Cordelia pulled up at Angel\u2019s face. \u201cMine.\u201d She said clearly with a small grin. Wow. Cordelia had thought the first smile was beautiful. \u201cYours.\u201d Angel agreed, returning to the crook of her neck and shifting their bodies, tucking Cordelia\u2019s into his side, with his arms and legs bringing her in closer.<\/p>\n