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Title: Droplets
Author: Califi
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Rating: R
Category: hmmm...
Content: C/A
Summary: Water, water, everywhere...
Spoilers: S3 No preg Darla, blah blah
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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Notes: A little drabble to warm the heart...and other places. *wink*
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After letting the cool spray bathe her face for a moment longer, She turned and dipped her head to the pale, hard chest that had pressed to her back so intimately.
He shuddered as her hot, wet mouth took in a hardening nipple. Sunbursts shot through his cold frame; thick lashes fluttered and firm mouth parted to hang open as that agile tongue laved his puckered flesh.
Fisting his hands, he stood immobile; not without difficulty though. His woman liked to explore his body…. each time seemingly making new discoveries. Finding all his secret zones of pleasure. To interrupt or take over always ended in being denied with a luscious pout and stormy honey eyes.
He remained still and…just enjoyed.
Pressing her hot cheek against his chest, she wrapped her arms tightly around his lean waist and…. just hugged him. Each day that passed was a blessing. Each night twined in his arms whilst he relearned her body- or just held her,
God, don’t ever take him away, please! her endless litany.
Large hands crept up and slid around her hips. She’d had her time; now it was his. His tongue, rasping raw silk against velvet satin; her moans and whimpers driving him wild. The cool water crashing down on them forgotten as they lost themselves in each other…
Her head lifted. She gazed into his deep brown eyes and… drowned. Not enough- never enough.
“Suck me under… pull me down… take it all…God, take it all!” her words washed over him and made him whole.
Plush lips tempting, he dove down and took them harshly; softening on contact and just soaking in her heat. His own personal sun burned him from the inside.
The firm slide of his tongue against hers, moisture building in her mouth as want blossomed to impossible heights… “Angel…” his name whispered against his lips and for a moment his head lifted a fraction.
“You’re so wet, Cordy; come inside…. come in…”
His words were hazy and she shook her head to clear the fog of desire. Opening eyes she thought were already open; his beautiful face no longer above hers… a leaden sky filled with rain that drenched her clothes and poured on her upraised face… she frowned in confusion.
“Cordy! Come inside, for God’s sake. You’re wet through,” her head shot round, eyes connecting with concerned brown.
For a moment they flickered as she turned fully to face him, taking in the way her cream cotton top and matching skirt clung to her curved body. Then he cleared his throat and dragged his darkening eyes back to hers; thankfully, the brunette hadn’t noticed the flare of want in his eyes.
Cordy looked round and took in her surroundings; the courtyard looked fresh and seemingly instantly green with pleasure at the unexpected rainfall. Then she pulled herself together and walked toward the entrance of the hotel.
“Jeeze, Angel; like a little bit of rain’s gonna hurt me!” As Cordy pushed her way past the vampire, annoyed that her fantasy had been interrupted, she also missed the wry smile on Angel’s face as he discreetly adjusted his dark pants.
“Not you, no,” he muttered under his breath.
Taking a final look up at the falling rain, Angel let loose a sigh of regret before turning and following his Seer inside.
Rain was bad… rain reminded him of his favourite fantasy; shower, nudity…and the pleasure of a certain brunette licking every inch of his cold frame… Another sigh wrenched deep from his chest as his brooding gaze settled on that certain brunette.
Ignoring the irony of a vampire praying for the sun.FIN? - not quite!
...Read on for a HOTT Sequel by Helen....
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