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Title: Five O\u2019clock Shadow<\/b>
\nAuthor: <\/b>Scorch<\/strong>
\nPosted: <\/b>
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\nRating: <\/b>N-17
\nCategory: <\/b>Smut
\nContent: <\/b>C\/A
\nSummary: <\/b>16 + pages of pointless smut.
\nSpoilers: <\/b>
\nDisclaimer: <\/b>The characters in the Angelverse were created by Joss Whedon & David Greenwalt. No infringement is intended, no profit is made.
\nDistribution: <\/b>AO, Cal, Lil, Lio n Sara\u2019s place
\nNotes: <\/b>This is the first thing I\u2019ve been able to write and complete in ages. My smut is rusty so I needed something to help get me back in the saddle, so to speak.
\nThanks\/Dedication:<\/b>Anyhoo, thankee Cali<\/b> for your constant begging and sulking, hope this sates your appetite. For Lysa<\/b>, who wrote me smut when I needed it. Many hugs and much love to you, babe. Loves ya lots. S<\/b>
\nFeedback:<\/b><\/p>\n

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He was more than aware of the heavily critical glances coming his way from outside the office. Every time he peered up, Cordelia would sharply look away, but would slowly and inconspicuously raise those quicksilver eyes back to him.<\/p>\n

It was now happening every five minutes on the dot and the irritation had long since ebbed into mild amusement.<\/p>\n

The vampire peeked up, his smile remained mental, and his brown eyes caught a quick glimpse of her stare. What was up with her today? He wasn\u2019t sure if he actually wanted to know, and to be honest, he was having a good time simply watching her.<\/p>\n

His chair was quiet against the floor as he rose, his built figure gracefully uncurled as one or two joints popped and he winced. Old man, old bones.<\/p>\n

One, two, three measured and silent steps took him to the door, a shoulder leaning on the frame and forearms folding across his chest. No hint of a smile, no expression bar a piercing, questioning glance that prickled her skin.<\/p>\n

Angel watched as Cordelia, after exactly five minutes, turned to see his office empty.<\/p>\n

He cleared his throat and she started, a tanned palm slapping onto her jumping heart. \u201cAngel!;\u201d<\/p>\n

Try as he might, the vampire could not find the will to look apologetic. \u201cSorry\u201d<\/p>\n

Quicksilver eyes suspiciously narrowed before a defeated sigh erupted. \u201cI wasn\u2019t gonna say anything,\u201d hands were held up and shiny polish glimmered in the light. \u201cBut really, you need to start taking better care of that skin you\u2019ve owned for the last\u2026 Ever.\u201d Seeing him closer now, she was sure the tissue imprints and shaving cuts from last night still remained, vampire healing or no.<\/p>\n

Confused, Angel stayed silent. When dealing with Cordelia Chase, sometimes quiet was the way to go.<\/p>\n

Dazzling eyes, with all the shades of fall, drew him in before they rolled. \u201cThe shaving,\u201d his seer clarified, \u201cLast night, you looked like you\u2019d taken a trip to Elm Street and that\u2019s no joke\u201d<\/p>\n

His hand tentatively cupped and felt his jaw, fingertips searched for the tiny nicks that seemed to hurt more than sword slashes and claw marks. Though he had only shaved last night, prickling stubble graced his touch and he winced. Doing that, minus a mirror, was not fun.<\/p>\n

\u201cI remember when daddy was forced by mom to go too a proper barber.\u201d Cordelia got up to stand before him, nothing more than golden skin and chocolate hair, yet so much more than a pretty face and generous body. \u201cHe was hopeless with a razor,\u201d reminiscence washed her face. \u201cAnd he could see himself\u201d<\/p>\n

Plump pout flickered once, sadness weighed on shoulders that deserved silk and satin. \u201cDid they have barbers in the days of yore?\u201d<\/p>\n

Angel nodded and continued to just watch, content to be close.<\/p>\n

Her next question was answered before it was asked. \u201cNot that it matters, really. Not like you can pop into the local one and explain about the no reflection factor, and that is not something you wanna do when a fatally sharp blade is at your throat\u201d<\/p>\n

This time, his lips did twitch.<\/p>\n

She sighed as her hands waved a little as arms came up. \u201cI guess this means I\u2019m coming to your rescue. Again\u201d<\/p>\n

When was she not coming to his rescue? When was he gonna get to rescue her for a change? It was no secret he had saved her in the past, but not in the way she had him and that kind of rescuing could not be repaid.<\/p>\n

\u201cI\u2019ll take the afternoon off, go pick up some stuff. I think Tea Tree would be best\u2026 Yes, definitely tea tree.\u201d Self-assured that she was doing right by him, Cordelia reached up to pet his cheek and was only stalled when Angel instinctively leaned back. Hurt momentarily flashed within those quicksilver eyes and he hated himself for it.<\/p>\n

Nervous, apologetic, \u201cI\u2019m not used to\u2026\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cContact?\u201d She smiled, all understanding and caring. That hand was dropped and a wave of disappointment rolled over him, but his face showed nothing. Forgoing a simple cheek pet, Cordelia rose unsteadily on tiptoes to plant the softest of kisses in three specific places.<\/p>\n

One on the curve of his throat, where his pulse lay still and silent. Another just below his right ear, a place that made his eyes flutter, and one more on his chin, centred on a small dimple.<\/p>\n

\u201cThere,\u201d breathy but loud, the whisper brought dark eyes open and hands to pause at her hips, not quite but wanting to touch. \u201cAll better. If I\u2019m gonna be back in time to stop your four o\u2019clock shadow from catching another hour, I\u2019d better get my skates on\u201d<\/p>\n

Silently, he watched her leave and headed, in a cloud of sunshine and rainbows, back to sit and think.<\/p>\n

*~*~*<\/p>\n

Stores and brand names just wouldn\u2019t cut it for the vampire, she knew that. She needed something that would suit him, but what?<\/p>\n

Her fingers trailed over the countless skin care products, designed for men, and frowned. None of them would be good enough and she certainly didn\u2019t want to use a disposable blade. Cordelia shuddered. If only he would be up for trying out facial hair removal.<\/p>\n

Finally, something caught her eye and she smiled. Rainforests, wild and untamed, would be perfect.<\/p>\n

Taking the foam and a silver shaving set, the seer made for the counter, confident in her purchases. Sure, they weren\u2019t the real McCoy, but she wouldn\u2019t know where to start with actual barbering equipment so it would have to do.<\/p>\n

\u201cSpecial man?\u201d The teller asked as she checked the items.<\/p>\n

\u201cCould say that,\u201d Cordelia replied, a shy blush crept over her face and cash card handed over.<\/p>\n

The teller simply grinned and bagged the purchases. Maybe her fianc\u00e9 would let her do it one day, but she doubted it. The thought of her holding a sharp blade to his throat would probably leave him in a mental institute for a long time.<\/p>\n

\u201cThanks.\u201d The brunette left.<\/p>\n

Another day, another satisfied customer<\/p>\n

***<\/p>\n

Watching was something he was good at. Simply standing and allowing the vision that was his seer to pass to and fro, preparing and gathering for her little endeavor. He was content, almost happy in his observance, even if he was slightly terrified about having Cordelia Chase loose on him with a razor.<\/p>\n

Still, he trusted her and trusted in the intimacy they had built up over the past few months. He didn\u2019t believe she would ever hurt him, and if anyone told him different, he would probably, and forcefully, change their minds.<\/p>\n

Distracted, Angel\u2019s eyes tracked the busy brunette as she passed him wearing nothing but a white shirt and cotton shorts, the sleeves and legs rolled up, giving him views of delicious skin and toned muscle. Her hair was clipped back, fake diamonds shone in the soft lamp light before beaming in the brighter light of the bathroom.<\/p>\n

Diamonds didn\u2019t become her, the vampire frowned. Yes, they were highly sought after jewels and often expensive, but they always reminded him of glass. Fragile, common, empty. She needed something different, maybe an emerald or ruby. His head shook, no, not emeralds or rubies.<\/p>\n

Garnets. Yes. The deep red semi-precious stones would be perfect; and they symbolised friendship. The thing that had been missing from his existence, the thing that mattered the most.<\/p>\n

\u201cAngel? You ready?\u201d<\/p>\n

The vampire instantly came to attention, his body involuntarily stiffening at the sound of his name. \u201cI\u2019ll be there in a minute,\u201d he indicated to his dresser, \u201cI\u2019ll just\u2026\u201d<\/p>\n

Cordelia nodded, and went back into the bathroom where she proceeded to squirt a healthy amount of foam into the little tub, the brush dipped in and swished. The scent of rain and forests all around her, definitely making her think of him and wanting to see how well he would wear it.<\/p>\n

Her nose wrinkled up as she brought the foam up, \u201cNice\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cWhere do you want me?\u201d Low, so as not to startle, Angel announced his arrival.<\/p>\n

For the second time that day, a light rosy hue climbed high on her cheeks. \u201cOh, uh\u2026\u201d She looked slightly confused, \u201cThere. On that stool, I\u2019ll stand in front of you.\u201d He nodded and did as suggested.<\/p>\n

\u201cIt might be best to slip a towel round your neck, just in case of any spills. Of blood or foam.\u201d Her lips teasingly twirled up at his responding expression. She was getting there with him, slowly but surely. He may not talk a lot, but that didn\u2019t matter, she did enough for the both of them.<\/p>\n

\u201cNot to sound panicky, but you have done this before, right?\u201d The question came as she plucked the razor from the counter and examined it.<\/p>\n

Reassuringly, \u201cBenefits of being daddy\u2019s girl.\u201d More memories floated past her eyes. \u201cI used to watch him all the time, until he let me do it a couple of times.\u201d A child shouldn\u2019t have a favourite parent, but she couldn\u2019t help it. Her father had worked hard, but when he was home, he made sure to be there for her while her mother had practically wasted away in her parlour.<\/p>\n

Angel\u2019s eyebrows rose quizzically, encouraging her to talk. He didn\u2019t know much, if anything at all, about her childhood and family life. All he knew was what he had heard off the Scoobies and Buffy, but he did know Cordelia well enough to dismiss all previous information as nonsense.<\/p>\n

The foam was thick and cool, even to him, while the texture was creamy and nicely scented. His skin tickled from the sensation of the brush as she gracefully and gently swooped the bristles over the angles of his features.<\/p>\n

\u201cHe used to dab spots of cream on my nose and not tell me.\u201d The vampire watched her intently, the feel of softened bristles on his skin made him shiver and exhale slowly. \u201cYa know, the typical father-daughter stuff.\u201d She paused and annoyance crept through him. \u201cThat\u2019s not saying anything about you\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cI get that.\u201d The irritation left as quickly as it came once she began attending him again. Brown eyes twinkled as he saw his reflection in the mirror. There was an empty space with only a patch of brilliant white seemingly floating. He pointed and she looked, highly amused.<\/p>\n

\u201cInvisible Man,\u201d Cordelia laughed and placed the brush back in the bowl, \u201cI can imagine the novelty of that went out pretty quick. I just wonder what people think when they\u2019re driving in front of you\u201d<\/p>\n

Months of hard work paid off when he grinned. Two rows of straight teeth, set off with deadly canines, gleamed in the harsh bathroom as his lips, slim but luscious, spread wide. The tension always filling his body seemed to disappear as he chuckled, shoulders slumped and shook as his chest vibrated with the sound.<\/p>\n

\u201cProbably best not to know.\u201d Angel unnecessarily sighed and his head tipped back, more access freely given.<\/p>\n

She trembled a little as she plucked the razor from the bench, and held it up for his inspection. \u201cTriple blade action for the closest shave you can get. Just hold still.\u201d How on Earth he trusted her to do this, she would never know but she relished in the intimacy, offhandedly wondering if anyone else had done this.<\/p>\n

Noting the sliver of trepidation running through her, his fingers curled lightly around her wrist, a look of controlled disappointment on his face. \u201cIf this makes you uncomfortable, we can stop?\u201d<\/p>\n

Swallowing at the feel of roughened thumb stroke fiery circles into her skin, Cordelia numbly bobbed her head from side-to-side. \u201cDo you want me to stop? I\u2019d completely understand, it\u2019s not as if friends do this everyday is it?\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cNo Cordy, it\u2019s not.\u201d A foot slid off the stool rest and onto the floor, providing balance for when he made enough room for her to come closer. Fingers wrapped around her taut waist, tugging, through the flimsy barrier of cotton shirt and shorts, solid muscle scraped along her hips. \u201cI like it\u201d<\/p>\n

Gingerly, as though thinking she may stop, Angel shakily sucked air through his nose as he inched exploring fingers under her shirt, pausing at the first kiss of hot skin. Nails tickled and pads rubbed, Cordelia shivered under the touch and brought up the blade. \u201cWith the grain?\u201d<\/p>\n

Angel nodded, the humoured smile from earlier fading in light of the discovery of mutual attraction only to be replaced by one of complete contentment. \u201cWait\u201d<\/p>\n

The razor was paused centimetres from his neck and she looked at him, surprised.<\/p>\n

\u201cMy shirt. Would it be better, easier for you, if I took it off?\u201d At her expression of sudden shock and the following fusion of deep rose blush, his voice drifted off as he overstepped the mark. \u201cI\u2019m\u2026\u201d he sighed, gaze lowered, \u201cNot sorry\u201d<\/p>\n

Eventually, his eyes returned to find her mouth thinned in an attempt not to laugh but quicksilver orbs were sparkling brightly. Her free hand smothered a chuckle, \u201cI\u2019m sorry. I kinda expected you to be a little more forward. Not quite as timid\u201d<\/p>\n

Now he was embarrassed, \u201cThe bold brashness only comes when I don\u2019t get something I want\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cWho said you\u2019re gonna get anything, huh?\u201d A fingernail pushed on his chest but was captured by a much larger hand and held in place. \u201cA little presumptuous on your part, doncha think?\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cI\u2019d like to call it vampiric intuition.\u201d The humoured smile was back and simmering sexual tension broke as her palm, warming under his caress, laid flat on his chest and fingers squeezed the pectorals. \u201cHit the five o\u2019clock yet?\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cOh!\u201d The exclamation was haltered by a tinkled chuckle and her head was heavily shaken. \u201cStay still, \u2018kay?\u201d<\/p>\n

A deep breath was inhaled and eased out through parted lips, her body inched closer and she was forced to ignore the mere centimetres that separated them. The razor was placed under his neck and he arched at the nape, skin stretched just enough for the blade to scrape over the stubbly surface. Angel waited for the sting, but it never came.<\/p>\n

\u201cOkay?\u201d He nodded, head tilted further. Again, the blade swept over the surface and the foam dripped down to land on his shirt. Cordelia ceased and fiddled, the razor rinsed in the sink. \u201cMaybe you should take your shirt off\u201d<\/p>\n

Swiftly, enthusiastically, the towel was removed and carelessly slung to the floor. The buttons of his old shirt were popped, one by one, until it hung loosely off his frame. The open edges were snatched and pulled off, the black material like water on his flesh as it slid down his arms. It joined the discarded towel.<\/p>\n

Angel rocked and rolled his shoulders, his body enjoy being free of constraints as he gave himself over to the whims of his seer. \u201cBetter,\u201d and it was. He was always more relaxed, more at home, with fewer clothes on.<\/p>\n

Cordelia\u2019s tongue touched the inside of her cheek as she let her gaze wander over his build, the female in her appreciating and the male in him relishing in her admiration. \u201cWe shall continue,\u201d all regal and prim and proper, a genteel grin flirted as the cool blade connected with him once more.<\/p>\n

Her face came close and the scent of wild rain surrounded her, eyes glazed as she tried to focus on her actions. The razor gathered the foam as she moved it, taking with it the shadows of a day\u2019s work and leaving him smooth. The hot pants of breath doing more for him than the erotic situation.<\/p>\n

She wanted bolder?<\/p>\n

Angel captured quicksilver eyes and ran his hand up her clothed abdomen, feeling her body ripple with pleasure as he cupped a full breast, fingertips brushed over hardening nipples and she hissed. The blade paused when his cool touch made contact with her chest, the motion of breathing pushed more of her into his and he reacted.<\/p>\n

Erect and wanting between powerful thighs, darkened eyes glittered with entrancing hunger as he urged her onto his lap, long legs firmly amid his. He dipped down, touching her without the confines of cotton, her bra becoming too rough for her sensitive buds. He pinched and she moaned.<\/p>\n

Shaking now, Cordelia concentrated as best she could on finishing her task before she lost it completely. His neck now nice and free of stubble, she set to work on the angles of jaw and cheeks, only stopping when his grasp turned harder, bolder.<\/p>\n

The vampire watched the way his palm moved beneath the shirt, the peaks strained against the white material and demanded he remove it. Silent request granted, and within moments, it lay haphazardly atop his shirt and towel.<\/p>\n

Cream silk on tanned skin caught his gaze, the soft demi cups barely held her breasts, the fabric tight over erect nipples. Her stomach was flat and toned, the skin just as soft and tanned as the rest of her. His fingers, unable to resist, trailed a path along the curves where waist met hips and his eyes sparked with amusement when her tummy flex in response.<\/p>\n

Answering his silent question, \u201cTickles,\u201d and Angel increased her pressure of his hand, his flesh absorbed the heat. Splaying his fingers out across her abdomen and sliding up to reclaim her breast, he got a little rougher, motions got a little bolder.<\/p>\n

\u201cTake your hair down.\u201d He loved her hair; always so clean and shiny and dark, the perfect compliment to her exotic appearance. Sultry looks and sharp mind with a razor tongue, a part of him thanked God she hadn\u2019t been around back in the day. Yet, the darker side whispered, she should have been his Queen.<\/p>\n

A quiet wisp of air broke his thoughts as the ponytail was taken out, the tresses he admired fluttered down around her shoulders and face, stray strands obstructed her eyes and he brushed them away with a careful touch. Calloused fingertips brought a gasped breath and Cordelia arched her neck, his hand scored fire down her throat and came to rest over her pulse.<\/p>\n

Longing battled with control when the thrum of life, of woman, vibrated through the vampire, the call urging him to momentarily forget he had a soul. He wanted it. Just a drink. He wouldn\u2019t hurt her, he promised himself, he could make her come with a single bite if she\u2019d let him.<\/p>\n

His thumb circled the tiny beat and made her skin red, and she looked all the more appetising. Angel smiled a predator\u2019s smile and his tongue traced the edges of forming fangs.<\/p>\n

\u201cWait,\u201d Cordelia\u2019s voice waspish with snappish pants. \u201cI missed a spot.\u201d The forgotten razor in her hand was replaced above his top lip and the vampire complied, jaw muscles pulled his skin tight to prevent the cuts he hated so much. The blade scraped but didn\u2019t scratch, all stubble gone in a matter of moments and she was done.<\/p>\n

\u201cThere,\u201d her palm, like sun, grazed his face all over. \u201cSmooth as a baby\u2019s bum and no nicks\u201d<\/p>\n

Angel gave a simple nod as the whispers of thirst and hunger, need and hunger, continued to hammer his brain. \u201cShorts, Cordy. I want them off\u201d<\/p>\n

If he could be bold, so could she.<\/p>\n

\u201cThen do it.\u201d<\/p>\n

Brown eyes closed momentarily and he swallowed, the smooth skin bobbed with the motion and her gaze tracked the Adam\u2019s apple. Strong fingers were tucked inside the waistband of her shorts and he slid them down, moving purposely slow so her body would hum with anticipation. He watched as the white fabric dropped to the floor, exposing supple thighs that he wanted tight round his back.<\/p>\n

A clattering noise broke through the fog as the razor fell from her hand, freeing her up to hold onto his shoulders for balance while she stepped out of her shorts. Angel looked her over, right from the tip of her polished toes to her face, and knew right then he\u2019d found what he was missing.<\/p>\n

\u201cKiss me.\u201d It wasn\u2019t a request and her attention was snapped out of the haze clouding her senses. Cordelia didn\u2019t have time to react before Angel fisted her hair and brought her down, his boldness taking over where her shyness left off.<\/p>\n

Harder and made for sin, his lips toyed and manipulated until her pout was bruised and swollen by his demand. Deeper and wilder, his kiss was everything dark and deadly, her fate sealed with a single sip. She explored his mouth and traced growing fangs with caution and curiosity, not knowing what effect that had on the growling vampire controlling each emotion.<\/p>\n

An arm was round her back and hand clutched her hair tighter, a swift move and she was pinned heavily against him. Cordelia fought the dizzying onslaught of pleasure as Angel drank her in. His hips ground into hers, the solid ridge of his erection slid across her core and she pushed down, her body throbbed with a wave of heat that made her panties wet.<\/p>\n

Scented foam still remained and made him slippery, his skin like wet silk against her mouth as she brushed swollen lips over his face. Hot breath came from deep pants as Angel grabbed her breasts and pinched her nipples, drawing an obscene moan from her as desire shot straight to her centre.<\/p>\n

\u201cWhat do you want me to do?\u201d Angel whispered and his moved lower, until cotton panties met his fingers. \u201cThis?\u201d The whole of his hand covered her and the heel grazed her hidden clit, the illicit touch stilled Cordelia for moment, shocked he would go so far so soon. \u201cOr this\u2026?\u201d His fingers slid along the soft shape of her and felt the wet heat, the tips teased and sensation hit.<\/p>\n

Numbly the seer nodded and she couldn\u2019t keep from moving with him. She was getting high and he wasn\u2019t really doing anything. Her body rocked rhythmically, smoothly, pushing him harder and harder over his intimate caress, relishing in the waves as they got stronger.<\/p>\n

Through the cotton, Angel parted the petals and found the tiny jewel, and rolled it over his fingertips, only increasing the pressure when her body begged. \u201cLike that, don\u2019t you?\u201d He did it again and again, dragging her climax closer for his viewing pleasure. She was burning beneath his touch and he loved every second of it.<\/p>\n

\u201cDon\u2019t stop, please!\u201d Cordelia hissed and urged him for more, his hand like hell between her legs and he offered no respite. Inside, her muscles fisted emptiness, leaving her sated but unfulfilled.<\/p>\n

Watching in fascination as her face flushed and listened as little moans fell from her kissed mouth; he looked down when her hips moved faster and felt the satisfaction course through him when she got softer, wetter. His gaze slowly lifted to hazel ones, drugged and dilated with climax, and his lips wickedly grinned.<\/p>\n

He\u2019d made her come and only from a tiny touch. It was a delicious foretaste for what she\u2019d do when he was inside her, something which really needed to happen soon.<\/p>\n

Breath laboured and hot, lips parted and licked, eyes blinked and body shook in response.<\/p>\n

The elastic didn\u2019t pose any serious obstruction and Angel simply eased his fingers passed it, searching and finding the hot entrance. Without hesitation, the vampire penetrated knuckle-deep and his chest rumbled with a low groan as soft walls circled tightly around him, and a feral grin appeared.<\/p>\n

Years of exercise and horse riding had obviously taken the physical proof, but he knew he was her first, and last, lover.<\/p>\n

The feel of her soft mouth on his distracted Angel from the discovery, and as he responded to the heated and greedy kiss, pushed up high and hard, causing him to swallow a breathy moan. Velvety petals were so slick, his fingers slipped and slid in a languid motion that was enough to bring a wave of liquid sex that coated his palm.<\/p>\n

He wanted to taste her, to drench his tongue in all that honey, wanted to drown in her. Ignoring the complaining moan and removing his touch, Angel licked his lips once before dipping sugar coated digits into his parched mouth. The flavour hit the back of his throat and he sucked up every drop, determined not to lose any of it.<\/p>\n

High and dazed, Cordelia watched through distant eyes as the vampire drank her in, his blackened gaze crystal clear as he stared back. Slowly, thick fingers were dragged from a hungry kiss so both hands to close tightly round her waist, his strength easily allowed him to lift her up and throw her unceremoniously over his shoulder.<\/p>\n

\u201cWha\u2026?\u201d Not quite intoxicated enough to not care, \u201cHey!\u201d Why did he stop? She was enjoying herself, and thought he was too.<\/p>\n

\u201cBed, now,\u201d was all the explanation Angel gave and stalked, with measured steps, towards his bed just outside the bathroom<\/p>\n

***<\/p>\n

Under her, the mattress was soft and bounced with Angel\u2019s added weight as he fell on top of her, his legs nudging hers wide to settle himself between them. His mouth, oddly hot, fused with her pliant one, his chest crushed her breasts as he flexed his hips experimentally into the hot cradle formed by supple thighs.<\/p>\n

Cordelia dug her nails into the salted skin stretched over a muscled back while her ankles locked around a trim waist, her core a welcome home for his cock. \u201cPlease\u2026\u201d The plea was panted, whispered, as she begged for more. Hands slid down his perspiring body to cup hold of his ass, her fingers grabbing and pulling him harder onto her.<\/p>\n

Again, he ignored her and trailed nipping kissed down her jaw only to stop at her throat to feel the life beating under the delicate protection of delicious flesh. \u201cNot yet,\u201d he wanted to taste her just as he imagined and made his way down her figure, only pausing to lick at pert peaks which caused her to arch high and push more of her breasts against him.<\/p>\n

Reluctantly leaving strawberry buds for now, Angel continued to kiss and devour, covering her in his scent. After this, there would be no going back, and everyone would know she was his. Lower and lower, until he hooked a long leg over a broad shoulder and didn\u2019t hesitate in setting his mouth on her.<\/p>\n

Tracing the shape of her intimacy and lapping up the sweetness, his talented tongue dipping inside to feel the heat. All that honey was just for him, yet it didn\u2019t quite sate his appetite. Flicking up and over the whole of her, he swirled the tiny clit and growled warningly when Cordelia couldn\u2019t help but ride him. Both hands left her hips to hold her thighs wide and keep her still, ochre orbs telling her to obey.<\/p>\n

Angel slid in deep, the softened walls so hot and wet on his tongue, the motion causing those muscles to tighten around him and he groaned, wanting her tensing around something else. Withdrawing long enough to make her whimper with loss, but the movement of body rising to his knees and trembling hands going to his pants made her aware of why he left her unfulfilled.<\/p>\n

\u201cIf you\u2019re not sure, say now.\u201d His voice cracked under the pressure of possibly having to stop, while his shaft painfully protested.<\/p>\n

Distracted, momentarily, by the sight of his lips and face glistening with her arousal, and his tongue reaching out to capture all drops. \u201cSure,\u201d Cordelia croaked, \u201cI\u2019m definitely sure\u2026\u201d<\/p>\n

The sound of his zipper cut off anymore words and the noise echoed through the suddenly silent room, the weight of it\u2019s meaning shaking them to the core. Her eyes dilated a little more as he eased the zipper down, inch by inch, until she was fixated on the sight of his cock, hard and heavy between powerful, muscular thighs.<\/p>\n

\u201cThe pictures in Harmony\u2019s nudey mags didn\u2019t look like that\u2026\u201d Cordelia damned her runaway mouth when Angel\u2019s lips pursed inwards as though to keep from laughing, and her cheeks turned a deep scarlet. Desperately trying to take those hateful words back, \u201cNot that I ever looked, of course\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cOf course,\u201d the vampire returned as solemnly and believing as possible. Shifting around on his knees to get rid of his pants quickly, Angel slung them to the floor and faced the girl obscenely splayed out, ready and willing, on his bed. \u201cOne more time, are you sure?\u201d<\/p>\n

Unable to keep her eyes off the solid shaft, Cordelia nodded, thankful to feel the heat creeping quietly off her cheeks. Voluntarily, her legs opened more and gave him the perfect view. She was pink and shining, his sight only hindered by a neatly shaped and thin patch of dark curls.<\/p>\n

Roughened fingertips scored lines of fire up her parted legs, thumbs open slick folds to allow him one final taste of heaven before he placed a soft kiss, so unlike his lusty temperament, on her wanton mouth. \u201cYou\u2019re mine\u201d<\/p>\n

The tip of his cock was blunt as he slowly pushed past the initial tightness, feminine muscles stretched to accommodate, clutching him over and over as he went just that little bit deeper. A tiny ache spread through her hips and she arched up, desperate to take more of him yet relieve the building pressure as she became fuller. \u201cAngel\u2026\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cI know,\u201d God, he knew about sexual pain. She was giving enough of it. \u201cYou\u2019re ready for this.\u201d He\u2019d made sure she was. Golden orbs squeezed shut as his body fought off the urge to simply take her, hard like he wanted to, and give her what she needed. Deeper and deeper still, the vampire\u2019s unneeded breath left his lungs at the gossamer thin barrier, then swiftly pressed in.<\/p>\n

Manicured nails drew blood and her body stiffened then relaxed, those quicksilver eyes wide and lips in a perfect \u201cOh!\u201d He was velvety and hard, cool like steel, and the heavy arousal vibrated right through her.<\/p>\n

Angel closed his eyes against the onslaught of fire as it enveloped him, shielded him from the coldness of his existence. The veins on his neck stood out and his body shook under the intensity of having her right he wanted her. Surrounding, under and scenting of him, everything he was now covered her, and he couldn\u2019t be happier.<\/p>\n

Lowering his body down and letting her bear the brunt of his weight, hearing the deliciously feminine moan when he slid in to the hilt. She wore him well, all those muscles fisting and gloving him, the sweetness searing into his flesh intoxicating and heady.<\/p>\n

He circled his hips softly and her body moved sharply in response, the motion drew a hissed curse from the vampire and a giggle from her. It wasn\u2019t enough; he wanted more. It had been so long, too long, and now he was starving for it. His forehead dropped to her breasts, cushioned by generous cleavage, senses picked up everything as he gave into getting what he wanted.<\/p>\n

Her skin was slick with perspiration, his skin was hot as he absorbed her human warmth and made it his. Angel flicked his tongue over a rose red pebble before biting down, the point of his fang scraping against the sensitive peek sending shocks straight to her sex. Cordelia bucked up harder against him, using her legs to pull him further into her.<\/p>\n

Changing pace to sate the hunger, the gentle motions turned harder, faster, bringing a sheen of fine sweat to her body, making her wet with more than need. Skin rasped against skin, his breathing laboured and hot on her chest, the muffled pants became low groans as heavy pressure grew.<\/p>\n

With each deep push, the vampire felt the increasing softness inside as he took her closer to climax. His balls, nestled tightly to the thick base of his erection, brushed her clit as his hips drove into hers, slender thighs gripped his waist and pulled him further on top of her, his entire weight all but crushing her.<\/p>\n

Moist and clumsy kisses were trailed over her chest until a pert nipple was captured between his lips, allowing blunt teeth to roughly nip before tongue sucked and soothed the responding sting that shot heat straight to her core. Cordelia clutched his back and dug her nails harshly enough into his skin to draw blood and leave welts in the flawless expanse of muscle.<\/p>\n

Not needing to hide who he was with her, Angel didn\u2019t bother fighting off the change, and golden orbs bore down into drugged hazel irises. A flash of smirk appeared momentarily, giving her a glimpse of lethal fang before his mouth lay claim to hers, and he all but poured his tongue down her throat to swallow her loud moans.<\/p>\n

His hands slid under her back to palm her ass, his fingers squeezing the firmness, and he held her still, giving him total control. Something he shouldn\u2019t have done.<\/p>\n

\u201cOh no!\u201d Angel managed to mumble into her mouth, his body involuntarily bursting as his orgasm shot licks of fire through every vein. The tight softness gloving him, the supple body taking everything he had to give, the pleas and moans\u2026 Everything was too much. His neck arched and fingertips scraped her ass, while inside, his shaft throbbed and ached as he came, once, twice, thrice, leaving Cordelia breathless and giggling beneath him.<\/p>\n

Shame and degradation quickly washed away the relief of his intense climax, and he refused to lift his face to look at her. It was her first time and he\u2019d ruined it. Laying down on her and wanting to cry, Angel\u2019s low moan was woeful and full of misery. He\u2019d wanted to make it good for her, show her he could love her, and he\u2019d succeeded in making himself out to be a teenage boy driven by uncontrollable hormones.<\/p>\n

\u201cHey,\u201d she nudged him after a few moments when soreness, caused by pleasurably energetic sex, began to set in. Her legs limply fell to the mattress and his body bereft of their warm hold. \u201cYou\u2019re heavy\u201d<\/p>\n

Still, Angel said nothing and continued to hide. He heard her trying to hold off on the giggles and felt her shifting around, attempting to get more comfortable. Keeping his eyes from hazel ones, the vampire eased his larger frame to one side and stared at the ceiling, a childish pout set firmly on his mouth.<\/p>\n

Cordelia watched him through shining irises and nervously nibbled her lower lip, not bothering to keep her happiness secret. However, Angel didn\u2019t appear to be all that happy at the moment, and being the best friend she was, she schooled her features into solemnity and asked, \u201cSo, what happens now?\u201d<\/p>\n

Now, Angel figured, he would live an eternity with this hanging over him like a black cloud.<\/p>\n

\u201cBetween us?\u201d Unwilling to let him get out of it, the brunette pursued relentlessly. \u201cI have to admit, I\u2019m taking that as a compliment. I mean knowing it was my first time and I got a 250 year old vampire to do that, well, that has to mean something right?\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201c246\u201d<\/p>\n

If there was one way to get his attention, it was make comments on his age. \u201cLike a year makes a difference,\u201d Cordelia waved away his sulked complaint and sat up, hissing as the burn between her thighs made itself known. \u201cYou\u2019re in my debt ya know\u201d<\/p>\n

At this, Angel finally looked at her and saw the way she glowed, as though she\u2019d just been given the key to every shopping store in Milan. Her cheeks were bright and rosy, quicksilver eyes sparkled with remnants of arousal and her perky nature, while her hair was a mass of messy waves that tumbled haphazardly around her heart shaped face.<\/p>\n

To him, she\u2019d never looked more beautiful.<\/p>\n

Ignoring the steely stare that unsuccessfully tried to conceal the shame, Cordelia swung a long leg over his waist to straddle him. Her core, still hot, scraped down his semi erect cock, teasing him until Angel grabbed her hips hard enough to bruise.<\/p>\n

“I think it\u2019s time to pay up”<\/p>\n

End<\/b><\/p>\n

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