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Title: The Succubus
Author: (Only)Anne
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Rating: N-17
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Summary: It's sort of a sequel to It Is Really Forever but not as long. Basically, Angel and Cordelia fight a succubus demon.
Spoilers: Sometime after "To Shansue in LA"(the events in the new season are not mentioned.)
Disclaimer: The characters in the Angelverse were created by Joss Whedon & David Greenwalt (& Davis & Rysher). No infringement is intended, no profit is made.
Distribution: whoever, just let me know
Notes: Cordelia is immortal, Angel has his soul and they are definitely a couple. Wesley is not involved in this story. He is in England researching the prophecy introduced in 'It Is Really Forever'.
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Chapter One:
Cordelia stared at the computer screen. She wondered if she was doing the right thing. Maybe she should wait and ask Angel. After all it was his apartment. No, he told her that it was now her's too. And he did say she could bring all of her stuff. Technically, though, Dennis wasn't hers or stuff. Whatever, Cordelia thought, pushing the send icon on her computer. Cordelia stared at the screen impatiently.
This was ridiculous. Willow probably wasn't even on line now. Still, Cordelia didn't move from the screen. She was a little nervous. Cordelia hadn't really talked to Willow since the whole, 'I am dead, no I'm not' scenario. Willow had called when Angel told the whole Sunnydale crowd, that she was alive. Willow was the only one that had actually wanted to talk to her, to make sure that she was okay after the whole kidnapping experience. Cordelia felt a little guilty about lying to the witch about what really happened. Willow seemed to be really concerned, but Cordelia was still not ready to tell the whole gang about her being immortal and especially about her and Angel. Jeez, she thought, that would freak everyone more than her new sword carrying lifestyle.
But she wanted Willow's help in her plan. Cordelia tried to research it on her on her own, but it wasn't getting anywhere. She found what she thought would be the proper spell, but it hadn't worked. It just made Dennis mad. He wouldn't talk to her for days. She wasn't sure exactly what it did to him, but he was an unhappy ghost there for awhile. And Wesley wasn't due back from England for at least another week. So Cordelia decided to ask for Willow's expertise. After all she was a real witch, if anyone could transport Dennis from her old apartment to Angel's, she could, right? Right, she thought with conviction. Cordelia stared at the screen, trying to will the witch to respond.
"Excuse me."
Cordelia jerked from the computer screen and looked up. In the doorway stood Detective Kate Lockley. Cordelia grimaced. She did not like the blonde detective. Cordelia hated the way the detective treated Angel, now that she knew he was a vampire. To be honest, Cordelia admitted, she hadn't liked her much before that either. She couldn't stand the way the woman had fawned all over Angel. Cordelia thought it was very shallow and bigoted that Kate didn't find Angel attractive now, just because he was a vampire. He was still the same sexy guy.
"What do you want, Kate? If it is to browbeat Angel some more you will have to come back later, he is not here."
"But it is daylight?"
"So?"
"He is a vampire."
"Read much bad fiction, do you Kate?" Cordelia snorted. "He isn't locked in a coffin at dawn only to be released at sundown."
"But...?"
"What do you want, Detective? I don't think that this is a social call."
"I wanted to ask him about a case," the detective stuttered. Kate didn't know what it was about the brunette young woman that made her uncomfortable. Maybe, it was that she always seemed to ridicule Kate's fear of the vampire.
"Really?" Cordelia swung around in her chair and crossed her arms across her chest, looking down her nose at the standing police officer. "Gee, Kate, asking for the help from 'one of his kind', you must be desperate. Well he is not here. Angel is meeting with a paying client, who appreciates him. You can try back later." She swung around in her chair, dismissing the detective.
Kate closed her eyes, willing herself to regain her normal confidence level. "Give him this," she said. "And tell him to call me."
"Ummph," Cordelia said as she heard the front door close. Cordelia glanced at the manila envelope Kate threw on the desk. Cordelia was a little intrigued. Business had been slow lately. She hadn't had a vision in awhile and the paying customers were few and far between. It was true, that Angel was meeting with a paying client. But Cordelia wasn't too confident that David Nabbitt would have a legitimate case. Their rich computer whiz of a client had a tendency to exaggerate or make up cases, just to spend time with them. He always offered to pay them for their time. At first Cordelia wanted Angel to accept, but now it was just too sad. David was the perfect example that money can't buy you happiness. But it sure could help, she thought. What a waste.
Cordelia dropped the envelope, when she heard the beep signaling in-coming e-mail. It was from Willow. Cordelia eagerly clicked on the message.
'Hey, Cordy, Transportation of a bound ghost can be tricky. Do it wrong and poor Dennis could end up back in the wall, table or lamp. Don't try anything until I can look into it, okay.'
Cordelia stopped reading. Oh dear, she thought, thinking back how the table lamp had flickered and then burnt out when she tried to cast the spell. No wonder, Phantom Dennis had been mad. Well at least it was only temporary, she thought with a sigh, and turned back to Willow's e-mail.
'So, how are things. I hadn't heard from you in awhile. I was getting worried. Are you really okay? I know that being kidnapped and everything sucked. I realize that I haven't e-mailed either, but it wasn't that I didn't care. Things have been a little crazy, not 'crazy, crazy', just normal Sunnydale crazy. It wasn't really anything too much out of the ordinary, just a new nest of vampires. It took a while to find the lair, though, with exams and everything. But we found them and they are now dust. Well, Bye. And don't try any spell until I get back with you. Take care, Will'
Cordelia read the last part of the message again. She felt her eyes tearing up. She began to believe that Willow really did care.
Chapter Two:
"Cordy, what is it?"
She jumped at the sound of Angel's voice. "Nothing, just an e-mail from Willow." Cordelia smiled at the vampire.
"She upset you?" Angel started to get angry. When will the Sunnydale gang learn to appreciate Cordelia's wonderful qualities, he thought.
Cordelia heard the concern in his voice. Her smile got even bigger. "No, she didn't upset me." Cordelia got up and hugged the vampire. "Really, I am not upset. It's just that sometimes I forget that Willow has actually become a friend, sort of and that you love me, that's all."
"You forgot? It has been only a couple of hours, since I last showed you how much I loved you. Oh well, I guess I will have to just remind you," he smiled, pulling her to the stairs.
"Well, okay, but you better make it good 'grr' guy, because you know my memory can be flaky,"she laughed following upstairs.
"Oh, I will." Angel picked her up in his arms.
Cordelia put her arms around his neck and nuzzled her nose and mouth against his neck. She gently nipped and licked at the surrounding skin. She giggled at Angel's growl. "You better hurry." She buried her hands under his shirt. Cordelia dragged her hand along his chest, stopping at his nipple. She teased the small bud with her fingernail. Angel growled and held her tighter, picking up his pace. Cordelia managed to tear Angel's shirt off, before they reached the top of the stairs. Cordelia began to kiss down his chest. Angel stumbled up against the wall of the staircase. He balanced Cordelia against him with one hand and with his other hand pulled her head up and captured her lips. Once her mouth was secure against his, he brought Cordelia's legs around his waist.
Cordelia moaned as she felt the hardness of his cock against her center. She moved her hips up and down against his hard cock, her mouth never breaking the kiss. Angel growled into her mouth and slammed her up against the wall. Angel thrust his hips up into her body. She broke from the kiss to gasp for air. Angel redirected his mouth to her neck. Cordelia moaned as his fangs scraped her skin. She grabbed at his cock, gently squeezing and pulling at it.
"Cordy, I can't wait," he groaned.
"Then don't," she gasped in need and desperation. Angel's cool touch over her sensitive skin ignited a fire within her body that only he could satisfy. It had only been a couple of weeks since they had become lovers and the intense desire that he caused was overwhelming to her.
Angel frantically tore her panties away from under her skirt. He growled in pleasure and wonderment at the evidence of her arousal. Cordelia moaned as he pushed two cool fingers in her damp passage. She struggled with his zipper, finally freeing his cock.
"Now," she begged. She whimpered as he thrust his large cock into her center. Cordelia gazed lovingly into the now yellow eyes of her lover. "I am close, so close." Every nerve in her body was primed to explode. The vampire thrust into her again. His name on her lips drove him on, his thrusts becoming faster and deeper. Cordelia screamed her release, her head falling against the wall. Angel continued to move within her. Angel could feel Cordelia's muscles contract around him. He lowered his head to her neck. Angel released his dead seed as he drank from her. Cordelia gasped as she came again. Angel fell against her, pressing her closer against the wall.
He kissed the rapidly healing wounds on her neck. Once the wounds were healed he placed kisses up to her chin and finally to her lips. Cordelia opened her mouth to his questing tongue. She savored the delicious kiss as her body calmed down. Cordelia moved her hands down Angel's back, gently soothing his still trembling body. She smiled as Angel released her lips.
"Wow."
"Wow,"he agreed. Angel silently thanked the 'Powers' for giving him the miracle of Cordelia. Angel slowly withdrew from her, helping her stand on her own two feet. Cordelia started to fall, her muscles too relaxed to hold her up.
"I'll carry you."
"Who is going to carry you, dead-lover-boy?" Angel wobbled to get his own balance.
"I have an idea." He pulled her to him and sat on the steps. Cordelia settled down on the lower step with her back in between his thighs. She leaned her head back on his chest.
"So, I guess you missed me, uh?"
"Always." Angel placed a soft kiss on the top of her head. Cordelia snuggled against him and wrapped her arms around his legs.
"So was the threat to poor-rich-guy real or imaginary?"
"He thought his house was haunted."
"Haunted? The Dennis type or the mommy dearest type?"
"I don't know. The ghost never made an appearance."
"Oh...imaginary, then?'
"Well, David swears that there were strange and 'other worldly' noises coming from the basement. I didn't find anything except a stray cat with her kittens...Would she qualify as the mommy dearest type?" Angel chuckled.
"We have got to find him a life, this is getting silly."
"I think he will busy for awhile. I left him searching for a veterinarian that makes house calls. I think that the cat and her kittens have found a new home. And soon they will have their very own personal physician."
Cordelia laughed. "I think mommy kitty and family have found the perfect 'sugar daddy' to keep them living in style for the rest of their nine lives."
Angel smiled and kissed her again on the head. "Come on. I think I can stand now." He stood holding his hand out.
"But, I was comfortable," she pouted, taking his hand. "Oh, wait." She stopped. "We probably should go back to the office."
"Actually, I was thinking of a hot shower and a warm bed for two."
Cordelia smiled and started to go with the handsome vampire. "No wait." She stopped again. "The blonde cop with an attitude stopped by."
"Kate?"
"Do you know any other blonde cop with an attitude?" Cordelia grimaced. "She dropped off a case she needs your help on. You know, it galls me how she can cop an 'holier than thou' attitude with you, then come begging for help, because she is clueless..."
"Cordelia." He interrupted her familiar tirade on the various faults of the blonde detective. "The case?"
"Ummph, I don't know, it's downstairs. You know, in the office, duh."
Angel shook his head at the beautiful immortal. "Sometimes, I don't know why..."
"Know what, deadboy?" she cautioned.
"Why you put up with me?" he corrected.
"That wasn't what you were going to say, deadboy, but it was a good save. I love you, " she smiled. "Come on, let's see what copgirl left for us."
Chapter Three:
"It might not be our type of case." Cordelia looked at the four pictures of dead men.
"Cordelia, their throats have been ripped out."
"Ripped throats, blood, doesn't necessarily demon make. There are some sick humans out there too....I know, I know," she said at Angel's exasperated expression. "But four throatless dead guys. You would think with that kind of output, the demon warning radar would have kicked in." She pointed to her head. "Oh great," she mumbled as a piercing pain shot through her skull. Angel caught her as she started to fall. Angel held her until she stopped shaking.
"The golden duo are doing this on purpose, you realize that don't you. It's like they are pissed because they gave us your soul and now they have to make the demonic slide shows more painful," she said with disgust. "Aspirin, please. Actually, it doesn't hurt anymore. I guess that is another benefit from being one of the live forever clan, uh." Cordelia stood up and got a piece of paper.
Angel stared after her. He knew that she loved him, but sometimes it still amazed him. She hadn't even realized what she had said. But she was right; the oracles had given them both his soul. His soul and his heart belonged to the beautiful, annoying, caring, irresistible immortal that was now scrounging around her desk looking for a pen.
"Hey, 'grr' guy, some help here."
"Right. Cordelia the vision?" Angel handed her a pen.
"Where did you find this?" She looked at the pen in disgust. "Nevermind. Dead guy, throat ripped out, in bed. You know that's weird." Cordelia went back to the file and read it. "Okay, even weirder all these dead guys were naked and in bed."
"What?'
"Yep, all of the dead guys were found in bed, naked. I am saying that all of our dead throatless guys were engaging in or preparing to engage in some serious pelvic action. Ewww, you don't think that they were getting naked with the killer demon-type thing, do you? Yuck."
"Cordy, I am technically a killer demon-type."
"Please, get real. You are a souled vampire, my vampire, and not a yucky demon-type at all. Stop being insecure and let's go."
Angel smiled softly. "No, Cordy, you stay here."
"Angel, the bad guy is gone."
"Cordelia stay here and find out what you can about the demon known as succubus. Please."
"Angel, do you know what did this?"
"Maybe."
"Okay, I'll stay and do the research thing. But be careful."
Angel gave her a quick kiss and headed to the sewers.
Chapter Four:
"Oh my," Cordelia said out loud. She was searching on the internet for information about the succubus. There were several hits. She would have to ask Willow about all of the spells she was finding. It seems that anyone could be a sex demon if they had enough black candles. Ewww, Cordelia thought. She kept reading.
Cordelia had been reading for about an hour when she felt the tingle of another immortal. Damn, she thought, bookmarking the article she had been reading. She stood with her sword by her side.
"What can I do for you?"she asked the strange immortal standing in the doorway. "Nevermind." She saw his drawn sword. "Can we do this on the roof? The last time, we were gouged by the workmen on the window repair bill." Cordelia tried to remain calm.
"Whatever you want, young one." He gestured for her to proceed.***
Angel stood and listened while Kate complained about Cordelia's behavior. Again, Angel wondered, if the oracles would really care if she died. He knew that he could never actually rip out her tongue and choke her with it. But sometimes, the thought was just too appealing for words.
"Kate, you asked for our help. I am trying, okay. So lay off Cordy and let me get back to the office. Good, thank you." He left the detective in mid-complaint.
It had gotten dark about a half-hour ago, so Angel took the streets back to the office. He remembered how he use to live in the sewers never caring about the smell or grime. But ever since Cordelia came, even before they were lovers, he started to hate the sewers. And tonight, he really did not want to go back smelling like the sewer rat he once was. He smiled thinking of Cordelia's reaction to the stench of the underground tunnels. Her nose would crunch up and she would make this weird 'ewwwing' sound. It was both annoying and endearing.
Which, he thought, pretty much summed up the woman that held his soul. Angel quickened his pace. His body was reacting to the anticipation of seeing and holding Cordelia. A clang of steel striking steel interrupted his pleasant thoughts. Angel looked up to see the two immortals engaged in a deadly battle. Fear shot through his body. No, his demon raged. Angel scaled the building in an inhuman speed. He reached the roof in time to see Cordelia take her final blow.
"There can only be one." Her sword slicing through the unknown immortal's neck.
With a sigh of relief, Angel waited for the quickening. He tensed as he saw Cordelia's body jerk off the roof top. The small lightening bolts went around and through her slight frame. Finally, it was over. Angel raced to his immortal lover.
"Cordy?"
Cordelia looked at Angel, then at the headless corpse at her feet. She wrapped her arms around her shaking body. "And you were worried about me going with you, uh." She tried to smile.
"Cordelia, go inside," he said softly.
She nodded, looked once more at the body and went into the apartment.***
Angel stared at the body that had come to take Cordelia's head. Without guilt or compassion, he set it on fire. He watched the corpse go up in flames. 'Good Ridance' was the only eulogy that the unknown man received.
Angel found Cordelia curled up in their bed. He gathered her up in his arms.
"The information on the demon sex killer is downstairs. I think you are right. The succubus gets her jollies seducing men, then killing them," she said quietly.
"It can wait, Cordy." Angel gently stroked her hair. "Talk to me."
"I am fine, Angel. It was just part of the game, the stupid... stupid game." Her voice broke into small sobs.
"Talk to me," he softly demanded, pulling her closer.
"I...I didn't even know him. He never did anything to me and I...I killed him in cold blood....What am I?" She buried her face into his chest.
"Listen to me, Cordelia Chase." He forced her to look at him. "You did not kill him in cold blood. So, you didn't know him; he didn't know you. But he came hunting for you. You defended yourself, nothing more. You are my life, you hold my heart and soul, and I expect you to do everything in your power to protect them. And that means protecting and defending yourself." He said forcibly.
"Angel, I am scared."
"Shh. Being scared is okay. Just remember, that I love you and need you."
She smiled. "I love and need you."
Angel gathered the young immortal in his arms and kissed her with all the love in his soul.
Chapter Five:
"Angel make the ringing go away." Cordelia snuggled closer to the vampire.
"Cordelia the ringing is the phone and the only way to make it go away for good is for you to let me up so I can answer it."
"There is such a thing called an answering machine."
"I forgot to put it on."
"No," she whined draping a long leg across his body. The phone kept ringing.
"I am sorry." Angel tried to move off the bed.
"No," Cordelia grumbled. She tightened her grasp on the vampire.
The phone stopped ringing. "Wonderful." Cordelia started to plant kisses on her captured vampire.
The phone started to ring again. "Aarrgh," she screamed, hiding her head under the pillow. Angel heard her mumble something into the pillow.
"What was that?"
"Answer the damn phone!"
"Yes, Cordelia."
Chapter Six:
"Well, who was it?" Cordelia asked.
"Have I ever told you that you look absolutely sexy in my shirts?"
"Really?" She pulled at the garment she was wearing. "Better than the red silk negligee?"
"Yep."
"Men, I will never understand them. I spent a lot of money on that stupid piece of silk."
"Sorry." Angel laughed at Cordelia's annoyed expression.
"Well, who was the annoying person that kept calling at the crack of dawn?"
"Cordelia, it is noon."
"Ummph." The brunette went to go make some coffee.
Angel marveled at how the shirttails of his shirt swished around Cordelia's bottom. Every once in awhile, they showed a tempting piece of creamy thigh.
"Angel, who was it?" A shout came from the kitchen.
Angel shook his mind clear. "Kate," he answered going into the kitchen.
"Oh, what did super cop woman want?".
"She wanted to know what I found out about the case."
"The nerve of that woman. She couldn't solve the case in four dead bodies and she expects you to do it just like that," she exclaimed snapping her fingers.
"Cordelia, you found out about the succubus..."
"Yeah, I did. But that was before my 'little exercise in keeping my head." She swung her head around. Cordelia noticed Angel's expression.
"Angel, I'm okay, really. I know that I will have to do certain yucky things to survive. And I will. I won't loose you, okay. I promised. I just need to get use to the whole head taking thing, that's all." She kissed him slightly on the nose. "And thanks."
Cordelia told Angel about what she found out about the succubus. She described the spells she found on her search. " So, it is either a succubus, or some crazy sex starved mortal who wants to be a sex-demon. Either way, both the demon or the sick mortal will soften up their intended. What we need to do is find out where the tenderizing is done."
"I think the best thing to do is map out where all the bodies were found," interrupted Angel.
"Sounds like a plan, but after I finish my coffee. Where are you going?" Cordelia called after the retreating vampire.
"To look at Kate's files. I want to go back through them and see if there are any links between them."
"Links? Oh, you mean anything other than that they were all horny men, who are now dead and throatless."
"Yes." Angel shook his head and reminded himself why he loved her.
Chapter Seven:
Angel was looking through the yellow pages, when a fully dressed Cordelia entered the office. She looked at him, then she looked at the map of LA hanging up on the wall. "And the pins represent....?" Cordelia stared at the red and black pins stuck into the map.
Angel didn't look up. "Kate said that the toxicology report came back on the victims. You were right. Semen was found at each of the crime scenes. I think that confirms that it was a succubus. Also, each of the victims had a large amount of alcohol in their blood...or what was left of it. The red pins represent where the bodies were found. The black pins represent the closest bar to that location."
Cordelia stared at the configuration of pins. They didn't seem to be in any recognizable pattern. Cordelia moved further from the map and looked again. She grabbed a piece of paper and pen. She made a diagram of the black pins and then the red pins surrounding them. Cordelia started to connect the points. She grumbled and threw the paper on the ground.
"What are you doing?" Angel looked up.
"Nothing. How do you know that the dead guys were at those bars?"
"I don't. But, the police found a matchbook from the 'Pink Flamingo' at the scene of the first death. That's this one." Angel pointed to the closest black pin. "It is less that a mile from where the body was found, so I just looked for bars within a mile from each body. It's a start. But I can't find a pattern."
Cordelia nodded and resumed scribbling on another piece of paper. She stared at her drawing and let out a yell.
"What is it?"
"Look!" Cordelia showed Angel her drawing.
"What am I looking at?"
"Look," she said in exasperation. "See, follow the lines. It is like the four parts of a pentagram. It is just missing the final pointy thing-a-ma-jig." Cordelia smiled triumphantly up at Angel.
"Cordelia?'
"Angel, come on get with it. Demon, pentagram! Jeez, it's a pattern." Cordelia ran to the map and measured the distances between the bars and the victims. "Look, Angel they are all equal distance from each other. If I am right, which I am, the next location of the horny dead guy should be here." Cordelia stuck a red pin into the map. She leaned closer to read the streets nearby. She ran to her computer.
"Cordelia."
"Sh." She started punching in search commands. "Found it." Cordelia stuck a black pin into a map. "See." She took a magic maker and connected the pins into a perfect pentagram. "I am telling you, Angel, this is where our evil chick will be waiting to soften up her next soon to be dead partner." She pointed again to the black pin. "Well, at least two possibilities. It is either the 'Voodoo Lounge' or the 'Late Nite Gallery'. I got two hits on bars within a mile of future dead guy's final resting-place. Come on, I know I am right, without visions or anything, I am," she finished defensively.
"You are getting good at this detective business with or without visions."
"Oh Angel." Cordelia jumped in his arms. She started to plant kisses all over the vampire's face. "Thank you."
"For what?"
"For believing in me. For thinking that I have a brain." Cordelia shot him a big smile. She was extremely happy. She would have to redo her happy/sad list, she thought. Angel really trusted her ability to help him. "Being with you, having you believe in me and having you love me, is worth all the sad and yucky stuff." Cordelia captured his lips with hers. Angel held her tighter, willing her to believe in herself.
Finally, after some time, he put her down and placed his hands on her face. "Cordy, you have a marvelous brain and you are marvelous. Never doubt yourself."
"Okay," she said softly.
"Now, brainy love of my life, we need to find out when the 'Voodoo Lounge' and the 'Late Nite Gallery' open this evening.
Cordelia giggled and picked up the phone.
Chapter Eight:
"Cordelia, are you ready, yet?" Angel was in front of the weapons cabinet putting stakes in his arm holsters.
"In a minute. Do you have any idea how hard is to find the right outfit to wear for a night of club hopping, while taking into consideration a sword and possible demon goo?"
"Cordelia we are not going club hopping. We are going to kill a demon." Angel pulled on his black duster.
"Duh, hence the consideration of my sword and demon guts, but I still have to look good. And who knows maybe we can have some fun before the whole demon-killing thing," she called from the bedroom.
"Come on, Cordelia. I am sure you look fine."
"What do you know? You like me in your stupid shirts." Cordelia came out of the bedroom.
"True, I am a little biased..." Angel stopped and stared at the young immortal. "Cordelia, you can't wear that outfit."
"You know it is just not fair,"she said ignoring his comment. She gazed at the black clad vampire. "It is so easy for you to look absolutely sexy in black. All broody and mysterious, I just look drab."
Angle tried again. "Cordelia, you are not wearing that." He pointed at her outfit. Cordelia was wearing black tight capri pants and a form fitting midriff top. A hip-length heavy cotton jacket with shear long sleeves covered her sword. The jacket emphasized the swell of her breasts and hips. No, Angel thought, she was not going out wearing that outfit.
"What's wrong? Does it look that bad?" She turned to run back to the mirror in the bedroom.
"No," he growled.
Cordelia stopped in amazement, then laughed. "You do like it. Jeez, you had me going there for a minute. Come on, undead guy, let's go kick some evil sex demon's butt."
Cordelia barely reached the elevator, when she stumbled and clutched at her head. "Owww. You know, I hate those golden bobsy twins. Reward or not, they are just being spiteful."
Angel caught her in his arms before she fell down. "Cordy?"
"We have to go to 'The Late Nite Gallery' and from what I saw it will not be any fun and no one there will be able to truly appreciate my outfit. And I worried about it."
Angel chuckled at her distress.
"The demon bitch is a big hair blonde, dyed I bet. I don't see the attraction, at all. I guess she is okay if you like the obvious type."
"Is there anything else I should know about the vision?"
Cordelia glared at the vampire. "I saw the evil demon bitch demon hanging out at the bar. Then there was some guy, a definite horny looser type with his throat ripped out. He should be killed for his fashion sense alone."
"Cordelia."
"Oh, all right. Anyway, I am thinking that I can get the horny looser away from the blonde long enough for you to tempt her. Once you get the demon sex fiend alone, we kill her."
"And how am I suppose to tempt the succubus?"
"Are you serious? Angel, believe me when I tell you any female, demon or otherwise would be tempted by you. All you need to do is to go up to the evil chick and say...hello. You don't even have to be imaginative, just say 'let's go outside and get comfortable'. She will go. Will the succubus be able to sense that you are a 'grr' guy?"
"No."
"Good, then demon sex fiend will think you are just another guy on the prowl. Give her a sexy look and get her outside. As soon as, I ditch the looser guy, I will follow and we kill her."
"So, you want me to be.."
"Yep. This time you will be the bait."
"I don't like the idea of leaving you alone in the bar."
"Don't worry, 'grr' guy. I will only be in there for a minute and I have my sword."
Chapter Nine:
Angel pulled up in the dark alley where the club was located.
"Ewww. Why couldn't our demon chick like the nicer type places?" Cordelia grimaced. She looked at the rundown facade of the club. Above the iron door was a blinking neon sign flashing 'Late Nite Galley' or would have if the bulbs in the 'L' and 'G' hadn't been busted. "Obviously, it would have been more appropriate for me to have worn cheap leather and chains." She stared at the two leather clad tattooed bouncers standing at the door. Cordelia started to rummage in the weapons bag in the back seat.
"What are you doing?" Cordelia ignored him as she pulled a chain out and started to wrap it around her small waist. Then to Angel's surprise she ripped off the sleeves to her jacket. "I am getting into the atmosphere," she explained. Cordelia began to tease up her hair and apply more makeup to her face.
"Ready. Let's go."***
The bar was dark and smoky. Angel laid a protective arm around Cordelia's chained clad waist. She shook his hand off. "You go for the evil tacky blonde over there." She pointed to a petite woman wearing a very short red leather tube dress surrounded by men. Her platinum blonde hair was teased up around her heavily made up face. Despite the gaudiness of her appearance, she exuded sex appeal.
"I'll go for that big looser over there. It shouldn't be that hard to get him away from.... Angel?" The vampire had moved away from the young immortal and was gaping at the demon. "Angel," she said sharply. "You can't think that cheap thing is attractive?" Cordelia looked at him in disbelief.
"Um.. of course not." Angel was jarred out of his stupor by a sharp elbow to his side. "You better not," she warned.
"I don't. But the demon does seem to give off some sort of...vibe.."
"Her?" Cordelia looked again at the cheap blonde.
"Obviously, it only effects the men. Look." He pointed to the group of surrounding men. Every male in the demon's vicinity seemed to be enthralled by her.
"Well, just remember that you are not one of those idiots. You are an 'grr' guy, my 'grr' guy."
"Of course. I was just surprised, that's all." Angel squeezed Cordelia's hand.
"Okay." Cordelia relaxed. Angel's focus had returned to the mission. Cordelia slid away from Angel and moved towards the bar. She sat at the empty bar stool next to the man in her vision. She motioned for Angel to go to the teased blonde.
Angel moved through the men gathered around the bar. He worked his way up beside the demon. "Um, hi." The vampire said to the woman.
Cordelia rolled her eyes at Angel's lame attempt at temptation. She leaned into the man next to her. He was gazing intently at the blonde. He was sitting a few feet from the demon. Cordelia placed a small hand over his and said, "Dance with me." The man looked up at the beautiful dark haired woman, then back to the blonde. A look of confusion came over his face. Cordelia grabbed at his hand. "Come on," she coaxed. The man followed her reluctantly to the beer stained dance floor.
The succubus noticed as soon as the man left. She started to put her hand out to touch the man when Angel leaned towards her. "Hi, do you want to go somewhere?" Angel tried to leer at the woman. The woman started to pull away from Angel, then stopped and looked him up and down. A small seductive smile spread over her face as she stared at the handsome vampire.
"Where did you have in mind?'
The blonde touched his arm. Angel gasped at the contact. He felt a surge of desire go through his body as the demon stroked his arm. This was more than some sexual vibe. Damn, he thought, Cordy's research didn't mention anything about the succubus being able to inspire such lust in its victims. Angel fought to control the rising heat in his loins. "My apartment is close by," he struggled. His demon screamed inside for release. Angel's last coherent thought before the lust took over his entire being was that Cordelia was going to kill him.
"I don't think I can wait that long," she purred. "There is an hotel through the alley. Let's go there." Angel nodded and let her pull him outside.
Cordelia watched the couple leave the bar. She swiped her dance partner's hand off her breast. Once the man had been removed from the demon's presence, he developed an intense interest in the beautiful immortal. Cordelia swiped again at the man's groping hands. "Look, you Neanderthal, just be grateful that you still have your throat. Because that is as lucky as you are getting tonight."
"Hey, little girl, you asked me to dance." The big man lunged at Cordelia. Cordelia let him grab her, then kneed him in the groin. She looked down in disgust at the squirming man. "Men." She stomped off the dance floor after Angel and the demon. Angel's expression of lust was just a little too real. That was taking the job way too seriously, she worried.
Chapter Ten:
Cordelia saw the demon pull Angel into a ravenous kiss. Oh, that bitch is so dead. Cordelia watched in disgust as Angel responded aggressively to the blonde's mauling. Angel's hands were running up and down the demon's back. His lust brought out the vampire. In game face he pulled her neck towards him.
"A vampire." The succubus hissed pushing at Angel. The vampire growled and tried to grab the blonde.
"Enough," yelled Cordelia. She pulled at the chain around her waist and looped the links around the succubus' neck. Cordelia yanked back, pulling the demon to the ground. Angel's mind cleared as soon as the physical contact with the demon broke.
"Cordelia?"
"Shut up, I will deal with you later. You, you demon bitch, I will deal with now." Cordelia raised her sword to the now grotesque demon hissing in front of her. The petite blonde had transformed into a large hissing demon. Her blonde blue eyes were bright green and two rows of sharp teeth protruded out of her stretched red lips. Deformed muscles bulged all over her once slight form.
"He is my vampire, bitch." Cordelia swung her sword through the demon's neck. Cordelia jumped back in an attempt to avoid being splattered with blood. "This has been such a truly horrible night." She swiped at the yellow slime on her shirt.
"Cordelia, um I...," started a sheepish Angel.
"Don't bother, I am so disgusted right now. You wanted her, yuck." Angel tried to pull the pissed brunette towards him.
"Do not touch me, you...You MAN. You wanted that...that thing." She stomped out of the alley. Angel ran to catch up with her.
"Cordelia, you know I didn't want her...I mean, not really, it was some sort of vibe that she gave off. That's all."
"Whatever, I need a bath." She got huffily into the car.
Chapter Eleven:
"I am not talking to you," yelled Cordelia from the bathroom. She shook her head and submerged her whole body in the sudsy bath water. Where was Dennis, when she need him? He was in her stupid old apartment; that's where. If he was here, he would have ran the bath for her and gotten her a glass of wine. But no, all she had in Angel's stupid apartment was a stupid vampire, who hadn't even offered to get her some wine.
Nope, all he was doing was pacing in front of the bathroom door, begging her to talk to him. Well, she wasn't going to talk to him. She was still fuming. Angel had been pawing all over that yucky demon. Of course, she realized as soon as she saw them kissing in the alley that he had to have been under some sort of demon magic. But still, he had been all over her, kissing her. "Ewww," she said out loud, sinking back under the bath water. She needed the calming presence of Phantom Dennis. Cordelia jumped out of the tub and grabbed a towel. She pushed past Angel and ran up to the office.
Cordelia was sitting impatiently behind her computer when Angel came up the stairs. He stopped and stared at the beautiful girl behind the desk. Her damp hair looked almost black against her pale shoulders. The towel showed a hint of her breasts.
Damn, he wanted her. The desire that coursed through his body was real. It was not some artificially induced vibe. As Angel looked at his immortal lover, he couldn't image how the succubus had ever affected him. Cordelia was the only woman that could truly make his dead body become alive.
"What are you doing, Cordy," he asked hesitantly.
Cordelia didn't look up; she was busy reading the piece of paper she had printed from the screen. Fear crept into Angel's soul. He hated it when she was mad at him. What if she left him? He started to get angry; Cordelia had to know that he loved her with every fiber of his dead body and soul.
"This is stupid, Cordy. You know that I love you that you are the only woman that I want to be with. Stop ignoring me."
"Sh, of course you love me. I love you. Now be quiet. I have to understand this." Angel stared in amazement at the girl. He should have known that she would surprise him.
"I think I have got it, " she exclaimed. Cordelia beamed at Angel.
"Got what?" He moved behind her and placed his hands on her shoulders. He was gratified when she placed a delicate hand over his.
"Willow e-mailed me the right spell. I really like her. Do you want to make up for that disgusting display of yours in the alley?" She squeezed his hand to take the venom out of her words. Angel was confused, but considered that the smartest thing to do was say yes. Cordelia kissed his hand.
"This spell can transport Dennis here. I want him here." She turned in her chair so that she was facing Angel.
"You want Dennis to live with us?"
"It is okay, isn't it? He cleans and he is, well great, he does stuff...he is my friend and he is lonely. And he has the great ability to make me see reason, more quickly than most, when I become unreasonable." She shot a big smile at the vampire.
Angel looked at the immortal that he loved. He chuckled. "Of course, he can." Angel brushed his fingertips across her collarbone. "Cordy, you know that I was under the succubus' influence, don't you?"
"I know, but seeing you being mauled and mauling her made me very, very angry." She placed her hands on his chest.
"I think I even growled. You are mine." Cordelia pulled Angel's head towards her. The vampire leaned into her kiss. Angel ran his thumbs under the edge of the towel wrapped around Cordelia. Cordelia closed her eyes as her body tingled at his touch.
"I love you," she moaned.
A burst of relief and fire spread through Angel's body. He pulled Cordelia up from her chair and placed her on the desk. She gazed in his eyes and smiled. He pulled her back into a kiss. Angel's tongue greedily tasted all of her mouth. Cordelia moaned and pulled him closer.
"I love you," he said huskily. Angel pushed all the items on the desk to the floor.
Cordelia giggled as she heard the computer crash to the ground. Angel growled as he pushed her down on the desk, pulling the towel from her body. He stared at the naked form in front of him.
"You are beautiful."
"Better than that icky demon?"
"Cordy, shut up." Angel took one of her breast in his mouth. Cordelia shut up and pulled his head closer. She closed her eyes in pleasure. Angel's hands stroked her body. She moaned in delight as his lips and hands moved down her body. Angel reigned in the vampire as his lips slowly worked downwards. He savored every taste of her delicate skin. Angel's tongue licked in and around her belly button. Cordelia gasped and sighed at the exquisite sensations coursing through her limbs. Angel pushed her long legs wider as his head went between the apex of her thighs. Cordelia's hips jumped off the table.
"Oh, my god," she whimpered.
Angel leaned in. He kissed and licked at her center. His hand held down Cordelia's hips as they thrust upwards. Angel sucked at Cordelia's redden clit. Cordelia's thrusts began more frantic.
"Oh, please Angel," she cried in frustration. He was teasing her, bringing her so close to ecstasy, then moving his lips away. Angel greedily sucked and licked at her. He never tasted such sweet nectar. Cordelia's unique beautiful flavor, it was his, forever. Angel's demon came forth in a feeling of love, lust and possessiveness. Angel growled as his fangs grazed her clit. He gently bit, drinking in the small drops of blood. Cordelia screamed out in joy. Angel yanked at his zipper. He growled his frustration as he ripped his pants from his body. His penis sprung free. Cordelia's body was still trembling, when he thrust his hard cock into her wet center. She moaned and pushed upwards with her hips. Angel thrust hard and fast. Cordelia's body tightened around his hard, cool shaft at each stoke. She was close to another orgasm. Cordelia pulled her lover's fangs to her throat.
"Angel," she screamed as he drank her blood. Angel gasped as he pumped his dead seed into Cordelia's body. Both Angel and Cordelia trembled as their releases overcame them. Angel pulled Cordelia close to him, wrapping his arms tightly around her. Cordelia breathed in his scent and nuzzled at his chest. She wearily looked up.
"The door is locked, isn't it?"
"I have no idea."
Cordelia laughed. "Can you move?"
"I am not sure. You?"
"Not, yet." Cordelia pushed aside his shirt and kissed his chest.
"We will never move, if you keep that up," he growled.
She giggled and started licking at his nipple. The phone interrupted her exploration of Angel's chest.
"Don't answer it," she begged, clutching the vampire closer. The phone kept ringing and ringing. "You didn't turn on the answering machine, did you?" she grumbled into his chest.
"No."
"Damn, we really need to go over the benefits of modern technology."
Angel kissed her on the forehead and answered the phone. "Yes, it's no longer a problem," he said into the phone. "Kate, it is over, the demon is dead." Angel moved the phone away as Cordelia came up behind him and started to take his shirt off. "um, Kate, got to go, bye." Angel pulled Cordelia around and kissed her. She leaned into him, only to jump back as the phone rang again. This time she answered it.
"What now?" she yelled into the phone. "Oh, hi Wesley, how is England? Really. Great. When? No, you didn't interrupt anything. Bye." She hung up.
"Assuming that the spell to transport Dennis takes an hour and there is no interruptions from the bobsy twins, then we have approximately 23 hours to make love on every piece of furniture in this place, before Wesley gets home." She looked expectantly at Angel.
"I think we can do it," he smiled. She laughed and jumped into his arms.
"Good, but lock the door and turn on the answering machine." Cordelia pulled Angel into a kiss.
Epilogue:
"Tell me again, why he is here?"
"Stop whining. He is my friend. And stop yelling at him. You will make him mad."
"I don't see why we just didn't exorcise him, bloody ghost."
Cordelia laughed as Wesley ducked a flying book.
"Guys," Angel interrupted. "Wesley, Dennis is here to stay, so make friends." Angel took the mug floating before him. "Thanks, Dennis. You know, he really is quite helpful."
Cordelia smiled smugly and took the bottled water traveling towards her. "Thank you. Wesley, you really should be nicer to Dennis." She laughed at Wesley's expression.
Wesley grumbled and went into the kitchen to fix a cup of tea.
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