Setting - Angel. After Season5.
Characters - Faith, Angel, Spike, Illyria, Willow and Buffy.
(Downtown HelL.A. – Motel - Room 114 – 7.00pm)
Faith looked down at the shape shifting demon below her, currently in its human guise, and smiled seductively. She leaned down lower; her hands placed gently on its chest, and stopped a foot away from its face. Biting her bottom lip briefly she then talked quietly, trying to fight through the fog that was threatening to form even more in her mind, "Give it to me." The demon below her smirked and looked her over slowly before returning its gaze to her eyes and speaking in a slightly raspy tone, "You sure that's what you want?" Faith frowned leaning down even closer, stopped an inch from the demons lips and whispered against them, "It's what I came for." The demon moved its hands and placed them on top of her thighs, smirk still firmly in place, "You sure?" Faith's face hardened slightly, her hands moving slowly up its chest, working their way towards its neck. She blinked slowly, focusing her eyes more intently on his, setting her jaw in concentration, "Where is it?" The demon sighed, then gestured with his head to the other side of the room, not taking his eyes off hers, "In there…..but first…" Faith's gaze shifted, she turned her head and looked over at the only object that side of the room, a chest of drawers. A small smile formed on her lips, then registering the demons last words she turned her head back. The demon moved quick, moving one hand up and gripping her waist tight, and the other hand he moved to the back of her head and took hold of a fistful of her hair. Faith's eyes went wide slightly, and she tried to move her head back, but she couldn't.
Her mind was too slow, and her movements even more so. All she could do was watch as the demon opened its mouth and breathed out into her face, just as she breathed in sharply in panic. The demons now pink smokey tinged breath shot down her lungs as she breathed in, and her eyes glazed over as the remaining wisps of its breath floated around in front of her face and slowly rose to the ceiling. If she had looked up she would have seen the same pink smokey tinged breath three feet deep and covering the ceiling of the dingy motel room. But she didn't, instead her eyes seemed to slip slowly shut and a low moan worked its way up her throat as the pheromones that had suddenly invaded her system started to do their work. The demon smirked below her, loosened his grip on her hair and moved his hand to the other side of her waist. He sat up slowly, keeping his eyes on her face, and watched as she willingly sat up with him. Faith wet her lips slowly, savoring the snug sensation that seemed to be enveloping her body in a soothing warm heat. The demon moved, leaned closer to her, its gaze dropping to her lips as it started to speak quietly, "And now my sweet. I'll get what I came for," and then he stopped, his lips barely touching hers. He wet his lips, and was just about to close the gap between their mouths when a large bang assaulted his ears. The demon jumped slightly, his head turning around instantly, looking at the door to his room where the sound had come from. But the door was no longer there and was now hanging off its hinges wide open, and a lone figure was standing in the doorway in full game face. The demon snarled and growled at the intruder, a tingle worked its way up Faith's spine and she shivered hard.
(Outside Motel – Room 114 - 7.30pm)
Angel's chest heaved, standing there, waiting for the dust the impact from the door hitting the wall had created to clear. And as the dust settled he stepped through the threshold, knowing instantly no human dwelt there when he met no resisting barrier. Turning his head he sought out the demon whose growl he had heard seconds before. His gaze swept the dingy motel room, his eyes drifting up to the ceiling, taking in the pink tinged fog that was slowly descending, before his eyes settled on the bed in the center of the room, against the far wall to his right. And there she was. The woman who he had tracked here from one of the few clubs that remained open, and who had promised him that she wouldn't go off unless she was sure he was following behind her. His eyes swept her body quickly, taking in her position as she was straddled in just her underwear on top of the demon that was still growling at him. If he hadn't have had his game face on a frown would have furrowed his brow as he watched her shiver, seemingly in pleasure. Okay. This is not good. Lifting his chin up he sniffed the air lightly, her arousal thick and coming off her body in waves and just hanging in the air. Shaking his head he tried to clear it, his game face slipping off, and spoke loudly through gritted teeth as he tried to control the demon within, "Faith!" No sooner had her name left his lips than her head whipped around and she opened her eyes slowly, and tried to focus on Angel. She smiled slowly, a look of wonderment on her features, as she shifted her body around a bit more, the demon in front of her forgotten.
Wetting her lips she tilted her head to the side, her head clearing even more by the second, the longer she focused on him. "Angel," she said half huskily, and then shivered hard as the demon growled deep into her ear before speaking in a raspy tone, full of disdain, "You know….this….vampire? And you brought him here?" Faith's brow furrowed and she rolled her eyes slightly before looking back at the demon she was still straddling, "What me and Ange? Yeah we go…," but before she could answer, the demon pushed her roughly off the bed, and her body twisted before she landed hard on the floor, and her head fell back, hitting against the bedside cabinet. Instantly, as if the pain had cleared the remaining fog in her head, she winced, bringing her hand up to the back of her head as she spoke, "Damn!" The demon jumped off the bed, landing in front of Faith's feet and spat in Angel's direction, "You will not take her. She will bare my spawn." Angel looked at the demon in disbelief and then shifted his gaze to Faith briefly, who was also looking up at the demon in disbelief. "Like hell I will," and she rose to her feet, placing her hand on the bedside cabinet as she suddenly felt dizzy. The demon moved quickly, noticing her defenses down and grabbed her hard by the throat. As Faith's eyes went wide Angel lifted his arm up, twisted his wrist, and watched the stake fly from his sleeve and embed itself deep in the demons throat. Angel sighed bringing his arm back down, reaching into his inside pocket and reloading the mechanism as he started to talk to Faith, "You were supposed to wait for me."
Faith, looking over at Angel, one of her hands rubbing at her neck gently, brought her other hand up into the air as she shrugged her shoulder, "I thought you were following me. Not my fault you couldn't keep up." Angel looked at her blankly and spoke in an even dry tone, "Please tell me there's a good reason as to why you're in just your underwear." Faith shifted uncomfortably before she looked away, turning and walking over the bed, then jumping down off it in front of the chest of drawers as she answered him, "Yeah about that.." Well, it wasn't like she could answer. She wasn't quite sure what had happened if she was honest with herself. Knowing Angel was probably boring a hole in the back of her head with his eyes she started rummaging through the drawers, starting at the top, hoping the demon wasn't lying about what she was looking for. Growing inpatient Angel walked slowly over to her, waving his hand in front of his face a little as the fog that covered the ceiling descended even lower. Faith opened the bottom drawer, gritting her teeth and praying what she was looking for was inside, but she needn't have worried so much. Instantly a huge grin appeared as she reached inside, pulling out a thick ancient leather bound book. Turning she held it up, grin still in place, and held it up for Angel to see, who was now standing next to her. "See. Bet you didn't think I'd come through did ya?" Faith placed the book up against his chest, and then waited until he placed one of his hands on the book before she took her own hands away.
Raising his eyebrows a little he looked away briefly and mumbled, "Thank you." Faith was across the room at the end of the bed by the time he spoke, and as she started to put her leather trousers on she glanced behind at him, "Welcome," she said almost to herself, as she didn't really understand why he always thanked her when she was just doing her job. Turning around Faith looked over the floor, bent down, picked up her top and lifted it up and over her head. Angel watched her, his gaze dropping slightly, as his eyes travelled down to her navel before he mumbled again, "For saving your life." As she smoothed her top down Faith looked up at him, noticing his dropped gaze and the look of disappointment on his face. Her lip twitched a little and as he walked towards her, a slight frown on his face as he tried to avoid the fog, she walked forwards to meet him, a smile forming slowly on her lips. She frowned mockingly, her lips pouting slightly as she spoke, "Awww. Thanks Ange. Yanno I'm always grateful," and without thinking she leaned forwards, placing one hand on his cheek as she kissed his other one gently. She frowned slightly, her head moving back a little, watching the look of surprise cross Angel's features. The fog descended even lower, forcing Angel to bend his knees a little as Faith slowly looked up, a look of bewilderment on her face, "Huh," was all she said, before breathing in deeply, her eyes slipping closed slowly as she licked her lips, the lust inside her threatening to build again. Angel's gaze dropped to her lips, watching her lick them and he breathed in a deep unnecessary breath, the pink fog entering his system also.
He shook his head hard, frowning, trying to clear it, forcing his eyes to stay open. Faith's hand slipped from Angel's cheek, and he instantly grasped it in his own hand, wetting his lips he spoke quietly, "We have to leave." He watched her eyes open slowly, her gaze shifting to her hand where he held it close to his cheek, her brow furrowing slightly. The look on her face alone sent a wave of panic through his system and the next time he spoke was more firmly through gritted teeth, "Now!" Faith's eyes popped open the rest of the way, the harshness of his voice clearing a little of the fog in her head. Pulling her hand out of his grasp she looked away as she turned, scanning the floor for her jacket while she spoke, "Fine by me." Walking a few steps she then bent down and picked up her jacket, her eyes raking up Angel's body as she stood up. Her lip twitched slightly as he shifted uneasily under her gaze. Rolling her eyes a little she put her jacket on, pulled her hair out from the back of her jacket and let her gaze drop briefly before licking her lips and turning away. Smiling a little to herself she headed towards the door as Angel frowned at her back. When she reached the door she glanced behind her, smile still in place, stopping briefly as she placed one hand on the door frame while she caught his eye. Wrinkling her nose briefly she smiled as she spoke in a light hearted tone, "Come on big boy." Laughing lightly as Angel's gaze dropped, his eyes went slightly wide, and Faith let go of the door frame and made her way towards the main door of the motel. Angel stood still for a few seconds, pink fog enveloping most of his body as he breathed in a little shakily before repositioning the book in front of the growing bulge in his trousers. Bringing his free hand up to his temple he squeezed his eyes shut for a few moments before sighing and following Faith quickly outside to where his car was parked.