Title: Temptation Island

Author: Spike 'n Cordy

Summary: When the reality television show "Temptation Island" guests start disappearing Angel and Cordelia must go under cover to find out why. Special appearances by Xander and Anya.

Author's Notes: I just wanted to say thanks for the reviews.

Disclaimer: In First chapter.



Chapter Eight



Second day on the island



She was so relaxed. Lying on the beautiful, sandy beach, the sun shining down on her. She was in heaven, or close to it.

"My God that man's annoying. I've been separated from Xander for three hours and he's already making comments on how well he gives orgasms."

"Anya. How nice to see you," Cordelia stated dryly as Anya pulled a beach chair next to hers.

Throwing herself down on the chair she continued failing to notice Cordelia's sarcasm. "That guy, Pat or Pete or something, asked me if it hurt."

Adjusting in her seat to look at Anya, Cordelia decided it was probably easier to talk to her and hope she went away. "If what hurt?"

"When I fell from heaven," she scoffed. "I've been alive for over a thousand years, like I haven't heard that one before. Of course if I was still a demon I would shrink his penis down to the size of a pencil, but I don't have my powers any more and have to suffer through their lame lines. I have never been so glad to be off the market."

"But by being here, you're free game. On this island, for the next week, we are considered available. These incredibly gorgeous men are going to do our every bidding, in hopes of a chance to get in our beds." Cordelia removed her shades entirely and looked Anya in the eye. "We can ask anything and they'll do it. Who needs demon powers when the will of a human woman can be so much more effective. Anya for the next week you won't just feel like a demon again, you'll feel like a Goddess."

They shared a devious smile and sat back in their chairs with a contented sigh.

After a few minutes of pleasurable silence Anya asked, "Are you and Angel having sex?"

"What? No. We just work together."

"Oh. I was just wondering if he was as passionate last night as he normally was, because Xander preformed above and beyond his normal status quo. I think he's afraid that I'll stray." As she spoke these words an extremely attractive single jogs by them. Anya watches him intently, "Hey you," she calls to him.

He turned around and smiled at them, "Steven. My name is Steven."

"Whatever. Run by again." Steven gives her an odd look. "If you want into this thong, you'll run by again."

He gives them another dashing smile, turns and runs past them again. Both women turn their heads to the side to get a better view of his backside.

Cordelia looks away first and notices all of Anya's attention is focused on his cheeks and laughs, "I can't imagine why Xander's concerned."

After the girls shared lunch with two of the single men, they decide to take a dip in the hot tub.

Once the camera that was following them through out the meal turned away to focus on Holly and six of the thirteen singles, Anya asked again, "Are you sure there's nothing going on between you and Angel?"

"Yes, I'm sure. We're just friends."

"It's just that I over heard some of Angel's comments to the guys here. He was urging them, oh who am I kidding, he was threatening them to stay away from you."

"He was probably just concerned. It's just as well, I wasn't interested in having sex with anyone on this island of posers, anyway."



~*~*~*~



He was in heaven, or as close to it as he's ever been. The sun's rays were shining directly on his bare chest and legs, warming his skin to an, above average, 90 degrees. He sighed and focused his attention back on the novel he was reading.

"What the hell are you doing Dead-boy?" Even Xander's use of his uncomplimentary nickname wasn't going to ruin this for him.

"Reading," Angel stated the obvious.

Xander spread a towel out beside Angel's chair and sat down, "Obviously. What I'm wondering is how you can stay focused on a book when five extremely beautiful women are frolicking in the ocean twenty feet away?"

He raised his eyes to the women. All of them were smiling back at him. They seemed glad that he finally noticed them, but were disappointed when he looked back to Xander. "I haven't seen the sun in two years and two-hundred and fifty before that."

"Oh I get it. You're taking in one miracle at a time."

Angel smirked, "Women hitting on me isn't a miracle. I've been hit on almost every day for almost three hundred years. It mostly gets annoying. Take this for instance, you'll laugh at this, one of the blonde girls asked me if it hurt-."

"When you fell from heaven," Xander finished. "The really tall one? She tried that on me too."

"Really? I thought she made it up because," pointing to himself, "Angel."

"Sorry Dead-boy, I've even used that line. Never got me anywhere."

Angel turned back to his book and mumbled under his breath, "Wonder why."

"What?"

"What? I didn't say anything."

"Sure," he didn't quite believe him but decide to let it go. "So what's up with your soul?"

"What about it?"

"Is it permanent?"

Not looking away from the page, "Nope."

"Then you and Cordy aren't…"

"Aren't what? Sleeping together?" Xander nodded. "No we're just friends and co-workers."

"Then why did you threaten all the men?"

He took an unneeded breath and said as if explaining to a small child, "We're here on business, I don't need anyone distracting her."

Xander stood and gave him a knowing look. "Whatever you say Dead- boy," he said before he turned to join the girls and their game.



~TBC~