Title: Vision Tag
Author: RavenWolf
Rating: PG
Pairing: Cordy/Doyle
Summary: Doyle survived, and he and Cordelia eventually figure out that kissing transfers the visions. This goes from there.
"I swear it's your turn."
"Last week was my turn. You remember; with the Kievnash demons? And just to let you know, that one hurt like a son of a bitch, so you owe me."
"Oh, get over it, Doyle. You know I had to deal with all those Buffy visions, and that entailed not only dealing with wanting to knock myself unconscious with the pain, but also with having to break the news to Angel. And you know how Broody MacBroodmeister can be about her."
"Okay, fine," Doyle sighed, dramatically throwing his arm over his forehead. "It's my burden to bear; I understand if you don't want to help anymore. After all, it is quite a pain in the ass to deal with, and especially for a lady like you..."
"Shove it, little Irish man." Cordelia kissed him fiercely, and pulled back triumphantly. "There. Now they're mine. You happy now?"
"No," Doyle said petulantly, and kissed her. He closed his eyes and thought about this woman he loved as he felt the energy zinging back and forth between them. It filled him up inside with enthusiastic lust and arousal, and he held Cordelia close, forgetting the purpose of this kiss.
When they finally pulled apart, Cordelia kept her eyes shut for a short time. "Mmm. Okay, I'll take them, just do that again."
Doyle smiled and kissed her again. This time, the blue energy flew straight as an arrow to Cordelia, who didn't put up any defense whatsoever. He took his time, but then abruptly pulled away.
"Gotcha," he said, and sprinted into the other room.
"Argh!! Damn you, you tricked me!" Cordelia chased after him, holding her laughter back in hopes of instilling fear into the half-demon's heart.
It didn't work. He jumped from behind a door and tackled her onto the bed. He touched their lips together chastely, but not long enough to make the connection. She smiled beatifically at him, and then began to laugh hysterically as he tickled her sides.
Eventually, he collapsed next to her. She was breathing hard, and tears of laughter were running down her face. She looked over at the man she loved, and then, with all seriousness, said, "Make love to me."
"Always, my lady."
Two hours later...
"It's still your turn."
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