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Title: Payback's A B**tard...
Author: Califi
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Rating: N-17 - Warning!S & M
Category: Revenge. Not for the faint-hearted, lol. A sequel to Payback's a Bitch...
Content: C/A
Summary: Angel gets his revenge...
Spoilers: Set some time after Epiphany
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: Written after demanding, begging, threatening peeps from this board!
Thanks/Dedication: To those who asked for it. Thanks and big smoochies to Hely, who Beta-d it at the last minute for me , and Scorchy who gave me some hot suggestions which I used shamelessly, mwah!
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Later that morning..Angel held her still with his heavy body as he slipped her wrists into the convenient handcuffs.
The cold metal against her wrists clanked as she tugged on them trying to escape. Cordy tilted her head to one side too get a glimpse of the handcuffs to see if he had truly locked them. The movement exposed her throat and posed too much temptation for Angel to ignore.
After sucking her throat softly for a moment, he rolled off her and stood up. Cordy couldn't help but notice a certain appendage that made her eyes widen with a mixture of drooldom and how the hell is that gonna fit? panic. Catching her expression, Angel grinned wickedly.
He knew she'd be tight and that brought wickedly delicious shudders to his body. Even if he had to use a crowbar, he was going to make certain every last inch laid claim to the inside of that luscious body. There would be no mistake who she belonged too after he was through with her and that body – speaking of which:
"I'm thinking that I am at a distinct disadvantage here." he rubbed his chin absently as he eyed the cream cap-sleeved top and denim knee length skirt. Cordy caught on quick and kicked out as he stepped nearer to the bed after retrieving the shears she'd earlier thrown to the floor.
Her hazel eyes widened and where the tantalising taste of vengeance sparkled, lay horror at where his thoughts were going. He was going to see her naked! no one had seen her naked- well, except that Bastard Wilson; but it had been dark…
"Don't you fucking dare, you sick, twisted Bastard!" she yelled coarsely, causing a soft snigger and faux-shocked expression from the Vampire.
"Cordy, I'm shocked! Is that any way to talk to your Captor?" Dropping the shears onto the bed, he latched onto her ankles; halting the flurries of kicks she aimed his way, and slipping off her delicate sandals.
Angel looked down at her feet, admiring the shiny purple polish decorating her toes and gave each one a playful tweak just to rile her a little more. The vampire smiled a sweet, serene smile that had her spitting more curses his way and he loved it. Cordy watched as he held both ankles in one large, masculine hand and he reached for the other set of handcuffs.
"I really didn't want to have to do this, but…" Cordy's mouth opened in sheer outrage as he proceeded to attach the dangling cuffs to her own ankles. She could not believe this was happening. Why didn't I listen to Sensible-Cordy? she groaned in self pity.
"I mean it, Angel; you lay one hand on me, and you'll wish you'd never been made undead!" He grinned, picking up the shears and plonking down next to her hip.
"Do these count?" he asked, holding up the shears, and snipping them in exactly the way she had earlier. Cordy froze in disbelief. He wouldn't- couldn't…
"Don't you even dare, I swear to God, Angel - I'll kill you!" she spluttered, attempting to twist away as he slid one of the blades under the front of her top.
"Tut, tut; you should have learnt by now, never to dare someone – especially a Vampire with absolutely no recovery time." He wriggled his dark brows, smirking at her impression of a landed fish; followed rapidly by a wave of cherry-red colour washing her cheeks. gotcha!
Anchoring her down with a heavy forearm above her breasts, Angel slowly and efficiently sliced the top up to the neckline. Leaning back, he placed the shears next to her and parted the cut fabric; his brown eyes flashing gold at the delectable golden skin barely contained in a cream lace bra. Dusky pink berry-shaped peeks visible through the contrasting light colour of the lace. Every inch of her was edible and undressing her like this reminded him of peeling a mango. Exotic fruit hidden by a simple outer shell that, when removed, the sweet scent alone would make your mouth water.
Not content with that, he then grabbed the shears and completely removed the top, throwing it to the floor carelessly. The feminine form of her upper torso was now clearly open for Angel to gaze at. Gently sloping curves of her shoulders led the way up her toned arms where his tigers' eyes trailed off her clenched fists. Breasts heaving with outraged and ragged breaths filled out her décolleté and her toned stomach hard with furious sexual tension.
"You know, this act of outrage is wearing a little thin." Angel toyed with the front clasp of her bra as he spoke. Cordy gasped at his words, a touch of pink again flushing her delicate face.
"I don't know what the hell you mean by that, Asswipe!" she cursed him; avoiding his knowing gaze and wriggling her hips in a futile attempt to escape from the other hand that had come to rest teasingly on the low waistband of her skirt.
"Come on, Cordy; even a child would have got the hint that no way was I gonna let you get away with what you did to me!" He leaned foreword, his nose touching hers lightly.
"You wanted me to get my revenge – come on, baby; admit it." He purred sensually, causing a shiver to run through her body.
"Like I'd want you or your cold dead hands on me, Pfft! Get real, DeadBoy" she deliberately threw the old Sunnydale insult in his face.
Angel sat up, and wondered briefly if he was, indeed wrong. He'd said he wouldn't retaliate by whipping her ass – his lie by omission had been just too obvious for her to miss. He shook his head, refusing to believe her – not when her body was giving off overwhelming evidence to the contrary; her nipples had peaked tightly, straining against the soft lace of her bra, and he knew without the slightest doubt, that his fingers would be instantly coated by her arousal just by brushing them against her wet panties.
He had no intention of forcing himself on her – but his conscience had no qualms about seducing her until she was willing. – And by the flicker of arousal in those beautiful hazel orbs, she was practically there already.
"I'm sure you'll get used to them – and other… parts; after a few hours or so, anyway." He smirked at the sound of her breath pushing out in further anger and reluctantly building arousal, latching onto the shears and painstakingly slicing off her skirt. This was gonna be fun!
After pulling the cloth from under her and tossing it over his shoulder, Angel sat back and drank in the sight of her scanty, underwear-clad body. His hard sex jerked yearningly towards her as his dark eyes travelled every luscious inch of her. Glancing and lingering on the matching lace panties, he allowed a low growl of appreciation to leave his throat at the telling damp patch at the crotch.
The lace clung to the teasing outline of his fantasy, making him all too aware of just how much she was enjoying him doing this. Angel thought if she liked this, then she would love what he could show her. All doubts for his actions melted away to be replaced by lust-filled determination.
She would be his!
Busted! Cordy groaned in mortification. She'd known, deep down that he would retaliate – hoped he would, in fact.
But to be caught out by him was totally humiliating. Although her ideas of what he would do were so much tamer than what he obviously had planned. The only thing she could do now was-
"Okay; you win, Angel – I knew you were lying and I still let you go, figuring the, uh, consequences might be, um slight." She sighed heavily as he folded his arms across his broad, deliciously naked chest and grinned triumphantly.
Cordy's heated caramel gaze wandered lazily over the pale broad expansive chest, naked to her gaze. Skin smooth but hard with the male pectoral muscles flexing beneath his flesh. God he was gorgeous.
"BUT!" she added, her chin lifting defiantly, "you deserved what happened to you – I wasn't the one who betrayed loved ones." Cordy reminded him. The smirk dropped from his handsome face at that. Hah! Try and dispute that one buster! she thought, a righteous grin sliding across her face.
Angel couldn't argue that one; what he'd done was completely unacceptable – but:
He leaned forward and hooked a long finger under her chin, his dark eyes narrowing with something she couldn't read. But it made her gulp anxiously anyway.
"True – but what happened to confrontations that didn't involve chains and spanking with a riding crop? – Don't you think you were taking this revenge gig a bit too far, hmmm?" He didn't bother to tell her he enjoyed every second of it – maybe next time…!
She shifted uncomfortably; she had gone a bit too far with her revenge gig – the enjoyment she'd felt also made her feel a little like an S & M freak.
"Yeah, maybe – but you so deserved it in my book!" She added breathlessly. Angel frowned heavily for a moment, then grinned wickedly as he recalled how much her punishment had made him want to fuck her brains out until her screaming became too hoarse for anyone but him to hear. Sounded like a plan!
"Well, in my book, you deserve what I have in mind." He dipped his head and captured her mouth, plundering the depths without mercy, until she shuddered and moaned, then he slowly released her lips to let her draw breath before moving back.
Jesus Fucking Christ! Could that ManPire kiss! Cordy shook her head to clear the haze of lust from her dazed eyes, barely aware that he'd released her ankles before straddling her humming body.
"Hmmm…where to start!" he rubbed his hands together dramatically, winking at her saucily before running his burning brown eyes over her, causing Cordy to shudder anew in response to the bone-melting heat from that smouldering chocolate gaze.
Looming over her, he planted his hands palms down next to her shoulders and dipped his dark head. As soon as that cool mouth touched and opened on her collarbone, Cordy moaned helplessly. Angel took his time, mapping every inch up her upper chest slowly moving down to lick, suck and nip at the partially exposed flesh of her breasts. She arched towards him, twisting her hands uselessly; wanting to latch her clenched fingers into his hair and forec him to touch her aching peaks.
"Angel!" his name slipped from her mouth without her mind's permission, and a part of her cringed at how needy and pleading she sounded.
"Tell me what you want, baby" he whispered between nibbles. Cordy clenched her teeth, determined not to beg any more – which was getting pretty hard, what with his mouth making love to her sensitive skin, and his rigid sex pressing against her mons as he stooped low over her.
Oh. God! his teeth moved to the front-opening clasp to her bra, just holding it lightly, and she couldn't help but arch into him in a mute request. And he couldn't help but acquiesce. – It was only polite, after all!
A deep, rumbling growl ripped from him when the lacy fabric instantly flew apart, her pert breasts too much for them to contain. Pulling back slightly, he took in the full, firm globes of golden flesh, tipped with rose velvet nipples and surrounded by a softer rose, puckering even tighter under his burning gaze. The hands that had rested on the bed lifted to cup the heavy flesh, and with another growl he again dipped his head and latched hotly onto one beckoning nub.
Cordy cried out in pleasure at the stimulation of his suckling cool mouth, which strangely heated her skin even more than it was already. His teeth scraped the tip gently before drawing her flesh deeper into his mouth and sucked so hard her breast prickled with intense hot ripples that spread outwards and down towards her increasingly wet core.
He swapped over to the twin to repeat the sensual assault; his fingers of one hand replacing his mouth to tweak and squeeze at the tip he'd abandoned. She tasted so good that Angel never wanted to stop, lavishing attention with lazy thoroughness. The writhing of her hot little body beneath him reminded him painfully of his aching sex as her hips ground against him.
Down, boy. He had a few more 'punishments' to dole out before he took her – he wanted her begging for him first; to tell him that she wanted him. He knew her only real sexual experience had been with that slimy demon surrogate; since that time, he'd made it his business to check out and keep an eye on every guy she ever dated. It wasn't stalking when you only had someone's best interest at heart – was it? he mentally shrugged off the twinge of guilt.
It's not like she'd ever find out – hopefully!
Cordy was going insane; Not enough, God-dammit! she bucked her hips into his- hard, and let out a helpless moan of need; which caused the Vampire to scoot lower and release her aching breasts. She could feel his tongue tracing her ribs, sliding lower to circle and dip into her navel. Her hips lurched again abruptly as white heat shot through her belly and groin. Dear God, how could such an innocent caress feel so…hot?
Angel ran his hands along her hips and held her firmly as he slipped his heavy thighs between hers one after the other. He moaned with deep satisfaction when she willingly parted hers. Scooting even lower, his hands slid down her thighs and hooked around her knees to lift them onto his broad shoulders, then lunged his head forward to latch onto the wet fabric of her panties.
Cordy cried out sharply at the intimate contact and bucked up to increase the pressure. The feel of his mouth and teeth sucking and nibbling her delicate folds through the lace, unerringly seeking and finding her pulsating bundle of nerves. Jesus!
As Angel found and latched onto her swollen nub, he groaned deeply at her response of pushing her groin tightly to his mouth. Sliding his hands down her silky thighs until his thumbs rested at the apex, he skimmed the elastic of her panties, dipping the pads under the edges, but still not touching her wet heat. Instead he stroked the sensitive folds as his mouth nibbled and suckled on her hot little nub.
It was too much for the brunette, and she began to hate the confining fabric with a vengeance. She wanted to feel those fingers and that mouth on her bared flesh; so she reverted true to form:
"Take them off, dammit!" Cordy's half moan, half growl was all the Vampire needed; the lacy barrier was torn off in an instant, and they both moaned loudly at the contact of cool flesh against hot. Angel went to town.
#Oh.My…God!# If Cordy thought his ministrations were mind blowing before…he practically devoured her with almost frightening hunger, and the resulting pleasure was beyond anything she'd ever experienced. Her hips twisted and ground into his face frantically, but he only gripped them and held her still.
Angel was in sensation heaven, and ravenously took every hint of moisture her body was more than willing to give. finally he was able to truly taste what had been driving him insane for weeks, and he couldn't get enough.
Her husky moans and cries urged him on desperately, and he plunged his tongue deep into her drenched core, moaning himself as more of her delicious essence coated him. Feeling her tight, silken walls flutter against his invasion, he immediately drew back; his whole mind and body screaming in denial at his reluctant move – but Angel needed her to be at fever pitch before the final step in his seduction.
The cry of frustration and aroused anger that left her lips was music to his ears, as he slipped her thighs from his shoulders and slid along her body until his dark head was level with hers. Taking her mouth in a deep, drugging moist kiss, Angel revelled in her answering passion.
Deciding that now was the time to give her a choice, he released her wrists from the handcuffs, and nearly cried out in joy when Cordy instantly wrapped her warm arms around his neck and pulled his head down for another long kiss.
Cordy lifted her legs and wrapped them around his cool, hard hips and rubbed her hot, wet core against his muscled belly. It wasn't enough; her body cried out for something she wasn't quite sure of – but she knew only he could appease it. Uncaring about circumspect behaviour and false coyness, Cordy pulled him even closer.
"Angel – please…" she begged feverishly, sprinkling wet, open-mouthed kisses on every inch of his face; her fingers digging into the flesh of his nape convulsively.
"What do you want, Cordy – who do you want?" Angel couldn't believe her response – although he'd hoped and prayed that she would want this, Angel knew he would have stopped the instant she asked him to. The relief he felt at her words were indescribable.
"I need…I want…you." She moaned thickly; trying to pull him even closer. Words failed her, so instead she reached a hand between them and curled it around his engorged sex.
Angel's eyes nearly crossed when her hot little fingers squeezed him lustily before attempting to push the broad tip into her own body. Grabbing her hand, he pulled it away from him, bringing it up against his chest. He could feel her wet heat nudging his sex, and the urge to push was excruciating. But he had to know.
"Are you sure?" his voice low and tight with rapidly fading control, Angel searched for and caught her gaze. The hazel eyes locked with his and cleared momentarily.
"Never been more sure, Angel- I-I love you so much." She admitted huskily, pulling her hand from his gentle grasp, Cordy ran the back of her fingers down his cheek as he closed his eyes tightly for a moment. He shuddered violently. When they opened, gold irises bored into hers - his face rippling into ridges and sharp teeth.
"All of you" she added softly. It was all he needed to hear.
Capturing her mouth with his, Angel gently penetrated her core, pushing into her body carefully and allowing her tight muscles a chance to accommodate him inch by inch. He swallowed her slight moans of discomfort and building pleasure, soothing her with gentle hands and mouth.
Finally they were joined completely, and Angel paused with a mixture of sheer ecstasy and concern for the woman beneath him. Her hot, wet body crushed him in a vice of silken velvet – and he never wanted to leave.
Cordy had never felt so full. His sex stretched her to the edge of pain, but when he stopped all movement and lay over her so carefully, the edge faded, and the pressure became pleasant…. pleasurable. Her hips flexed experimentally against his; a smile of satisfaction slipped across her face at his immediate hiss of pleasure.
Earlier sensations began to ripple though her body again, and she surged up, begging mutely for more. Angel rocked his hips into hers lazily, determined not to rush and fuck her mindlessly. His demon roared inwardly, demanding that he pound the hot little body into the mattress, but he ignored it- plenty of time later for that, he silently assured. That seemed to do the trick, as the Demon settled down a little.
As the pleasure increased, Cordy gripped his shoulders tightly, bucking her hips into his jerkily. The gentle slow pace, although wonderful, wasn't enough for her. Angel picked up on her impatience and stilled her hips, angling her body and quickening his pace. The move rubbed his sex against her G-spot and her eyes widened in stunned amazement at the instant surge of hot sensations that wracked her body.
Angel gritted his teeth, his face tight with control as her hot walls milked him incessantly. The way things were going he knew he wouldn't last much longer. This horrified thought galvanised him into action, quickening his pace, and practically jolting her body as her surged heavily into her.
The fluttering grew, and he watched with intense satisfaction as her mouth opened wide; her breaths coming out in shallow pants as her orgasm built up. He swallowed her scream as she convulsed beneath him, then let go; slamming into her mercilessly as he shot his cold seed deep into her womb.
"Cordy…God; I love you." He cried out as white heat spread from his balls and throughout his body as his release continued. With a few last deep, hard thrusts, Angel collapsed onto the brunette, shaking with reaction.
After several long minutes of silence; only broken by her shaky breathing, Angel lifted his head to kiss Cordy lazily, nipping at her swollen lips as he waited for her eyes to open. When she did, he swallowed hard at the love that shone from them. Leaning up to capture his mouth, she poured all that love into her kiss.
He loved her –he loved her! When Angel hadn't immediately returned her declaration, a small part of her heart fragmented, but she'd pushed it aside, hoping that his feelings were at least more than she'd assumed - but when he'd shuddered above her and cried out his love…
"Angel?" she nipped at his neck, feeling his hardened response deep inside her where he still nestled, and a smug smile touched her mouth.
"Hmmm?" he suckled on the skin of her neck, hotly aware of the rich blood rushing beneath the surface. Angel had had to force himself not to claim her as his Demon demanded – it wasn't something he felt he could do without her full consent; so he shoved down the urge and lifted his dark head to look down at her.
"Can we do that again? –But this time…" she lifted her head and bit his throat sharply, smiling wickedly at the growl of pleasure it caused.
"-I thought maybe, the nibbly Vampire could come out and play?" Before she'd finished his face had changed, and her hands were firmly anchored and pinned next to her head.
"Mmmm….Angel…."
FIN
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