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Title: Want
Author: Califi
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Rating: R/N-17)
Category: Angst, smut, with un-Angel-like F- usage.
Content: C/A
Summary: Just read it
Spoilers: Just another play at the scene- yup; Reprise ( S2,) *sheepish grin*
Disclaimer: The characters in the Angelverse were created by Joss Whedon & David Greenwalt. No infringement is intended, no profit is made.
Distribution: Just let me know where
Notes: I am going through an extremely arid period with my writing lately- especially smut. After moaning about that fact on my LJ, while listening to Harder to Breathe, by Maroon 5. this came to me. If you haven't heard the song, get it and lap up the goodness.
Notes 2: It isn’t betared, and is probably total shite, but it popped out thus, here ya go. Love it, hate it- I’m just glad I managed to write a ficcage that consists of more than three words in a row.
Feedback:My Muse is a sucker for it.
...How dare you say that my behavior is unacceptable
So condescending unnecessarily critical
I have the tendency of getting very physical
So watch your step cause if I do you'll need a miracle..
(Harder to Breathe: Maroon 5)
***Hazel eyes that seconds before had revealed hurt and rage, widened in shock when he unexpectedly slammed her back against the bookcase. He forced her head back with his lips until she had no way to close her gaping mouth and avoid the heavy slide of his tongue; powerful frame caging her in and offering no escape.
Heat and ... fuck, the fragrant taste of her drove all thoughts but one from his mind. Take what her traitorous body was offering.
Fabric tore beneath ruthless hands until cold seeking fingers found the source of her pleasure and were instantly coated with slick heat. The whimper she released at the contact vibrated along his tongue, instantly hardening his cock to the point of pain. A wide, calloused thumb rubbed circles around her clit until it swelled and throbbed under the unrelenting pressure.
Given temporary reprieve, air was dragged in harshly between bruised lips, before being taken again and hungrily devoured. Rounded hips rocked in a mindless rhythm, grinding desperately against the hand that worked tirelessly between her quivering thighs.
The harsh rasp of a zipper sounded out, and his straining erection sprung free. Palming the heavy weight and spreading her legs wider he waited for the right moment.
She got wetter; his hand soon drenched with ambrosia. The soft moans pouring into his mouth changed pitch. Deliciously tight muscles flexed around his invading fingers and with a satisfied growl he pulled them free and, without missing a beat, thrust deep, not stopping until his aching cock was in to the hilt.
The abrupt connection tore their lips apart; a high-pitched cry blended perfectly with a deep, hoarse moan. He wanted more. A hand slid under one thigh and lifted her higher until the side of her knee rode his hip . Hard, muscular buttocks flexed strongly as he plunged into her grasping core, the sensation causing him to speed up. Lean hips bucked almost roughly against hers.
Burrowing his face into the crook of her neck, he licked along the straining cord before biting down with strong, blunt teeth. Hot breath panted moistly inches from his ear, and the air painting the lobe combined with rising moans brought his balls up tightly against his body.
So close.. he was so fucking close to losing it his fangs extended and scrapped her soft flesh. They itched to slice into the soft buttery skin and taste the rich, sweet blood that rushed beneath. Inner muscles clamped down on his cock, fisting almost painfully as her body readied for blessed release. His burning amber eyes slammed shut, teetering on the edge and anticipating the fall....
"Just give him the damn book, Cordelia'"
The sound of the strained voice jolted Angel into painful awareness and he blinked.
Hazel eyes, still flashing with hurt and anger stared back, and then briefly shifted to the left before looking back. Letting out a breath, Cordelia turned away and reached for the book shoved back earlier and swiveled to slam it against his chest.
Disoriented for a moment, Angel glanced down at the book before running confused eyes over her body... her fully clothed body; then checked his pants to find the zipper closed and cutting into his painfully hard cock.
Wordlessly, he stepped back, his dark head shaking imperceptivity to clear it of lust that still lingered beneath the shock, then turned to stride towards the door.
"I don't know what you are any more."
Her accusing voice sliced deep, and the heavy weight of her eyes boring into the back of his head felt almost as palpable as the fantasy that had moments before swamped his fevered mind.
By the time his feet reached the threshold, Angel pulled his wits together enough to respond in a cold, hard voice. "I'm a vampire. Look it up."
The barely discernable gasp that escaped her caused Angel to lick his lips, hunger for the forbidden tightening his body. Fighting the urge to make it all too real, he made his escape, melting into the night.....
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