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Title: Daydreams
Author: Califi
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Rating: PG-13
Category: humor
Content: C/A
Summary: Cordy has secret itch she needs to scratch; is she the only one?
Spoilers: Late S2/early S3
Disclaimer: The characters in the Angelverse were created by Joss Whedon & David Greenwalt. No infringement is intended, no profit is made.
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She just couldn't stop thinking about it.
It was driving her crazy – and it didn't help when he flashed it off in front of her whenever he was in the same room..
She dreamt about it, fantasized about it, and seriously worried about what it said about her.
There it was again – Oh, God, all she wanted to do was get her mouth on it and suck it hard-
"Cordy? Are you okay? – Is that drool?" Angel's brown eyes widened in fascination at the expression on his Seer's face: Eyes glazed, mouth hanging open, and a small slither of saliva wending it's way down to her chin – and what the hell was she staring at?
Angel had noticed her eyes always pinned to that particular spot of his anatomy, and the naked hunger seriously worried him. Almost a week now, and whenever he automatically covered the spot with his hand; he would swear blind she'd growl in annoyance.
Fair enough, he was always drawn to various areas of her body – especially those amazing breasts. He'd unconsciously breath in with her, then sigh with pleasure as they expanded and stretched her top, and his mouth would water copiously, his tongue twitching with the fantasy of laving the rosy tips for hours…
"EEP!" Angel shook his head to clear his lust fogged brain at her wordless exclamation, catching the swift swipe of her hand across her mouth as she removed the tell tale dribble.
"Dear God! This has to stop! – There's only one way to deal with this obsession, girl!" Cordy thought, lifting her chin, and reaching for every ounce of gall she possessed. Taking a thorough look around the lobby, and satisfied that no one else was back yet, Cordy smiled a beguiling smile, and got to her feet.
"Angel, can I ask you something?" she almost purred as she made her way over to his desk, where he stood, resting his hip against the corner.
"Depends what it is?" Angel replied, suspiciously. Darn he had that 'rat-trapped-in-a-corner' look already.
"It's really no biggie – but if I don't get any resolution, I'm gonna go insane!" her voice trembled and her hazel eyes glowed almost feral. He gulped. She was looking at that part of his anatomy again. He shifted his feet, and tried to ignore the twitch of his groin at the even more increased naked hunger in those beautiful eyes.
Oh, Boy.
"Look, maybe it's 'cos of all these years working with you – maybe it's like some infectious mind-disease or something – hello, not a Vampire here, ya know!" she rambled feverishly as she approached him. Angel sat further back on his desk as she came to a stop between his knees, her hands resting on his thighs and unconsciously massaging the hard muscle. His other muscle bashed against his fly so hard he flinched.
"D-disease? –Cordy a-are, um…" he stuttered as she brought her lips close to his ear, almost touching the lobe.
" Please, Angel, I just wanna suck it – a few minutes, and I promise you won't feel a thing; well, nothing but nice things, anyway." He groaned painfully as her hot breath scorched his skin, and one of her hands traveled up his chest.
"What if someone comes in?" he muttered heatedly; not really caring at this point if the whole population of L.A. came trotting through the doors.
"Shush – Wes is off at the Library, looking for some smelly old book; Gunn's taken Fred out for lunch, and Lorne is at his club. Just relax – I'll be gentle." She purred softly, as her lips trailed along his jaw, nipping lightly at his skin.
He growled, totally turned on by her wandering hand, his breath catching as her slender fingers released the top few buttons of his shirt. Sliding a large hand around her hip, he pulled her further into the cradle of his hips convulsively. The other crept up her side to rest on her shoulder.
"Okay," he panted, "But I get to scratch my itch after, deal?" At her little nod, a smile grew on his face; quickly replaced by an 'ohhhh' of pleasure as her mouth latched onto that spot. Oh God! the pulling and the tugging…was that her teeth, too? Angel was in heaven! He could let her do this allll day…
"After almost fifteen minutes of gentle suckling noises and moans of pleasure, Cordy leaned back; her face a picture of satisfaction as she surveyed her handy work.
"Ooh, look!" she giggled sexily, "I've given you a hickey." Her fingertips smoothed the red patch on his throat, looking highly pleased with herself before stepping back – to be brought up short by two large hands.
"Oh no you don't – we had a deal remember? It's my turn." Angel growled throatily. Cordy rolled her eyes at him before tilting her neck - frowning in confusion when he shook his head.
"Not there, silly," he grinned avidly as his fingers made short shrift of her blouse and bra. Her eyes widened in pleasurable shock as his head suddenly dipped under her chin.
"Oh, my... Angel!- I think I have enough color there already!" she squeaked as he sucked hard on her nipples; her eyes rolled for an entirely different reason as the Vampire proceeded to give her hickeys to surpass all hickeys…
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