Title: Fragile Memories
Author: Lilyana lilyana_vamp@yahoo.com
Disclaimer: Whedon, Greenwalt, ME, all them, not me
Summary: Answer to a challenge given to me by tipdip. Cordy has a crush on Angel, but he and Buffy can barely tolerate her presence. Angel loses his memory and then the fun begins.
Couple: B/A (not for long, I promise!), C/A
Rating: R
Category: Season 3 BtVS. Adventure. Romance. Not sure what else yet. Spoilers: None A/N: Dedicated to maynard punkface for being my stalker and demanding that the next part be put up immediately, if not sooner!!
Part two
Buffy looked down at her boyfriend who was wearing Cordelia Chase, and liking it! "Scrawny? Where the hell do you get off saying I'm scrawny!?"
"Hey, if the shoe fits."
"Shut up Cordelia!"
"Oohh, someone's got her panties in a twist." Cordy grinned at Buffy. She was enjoying this way too much. She had finally come out on top of Buffy. Actually, she was quite literally on top of Angel, which was in no way a bad thing. She looked down at the vampire beneath her and melted at the look of entrancement on his face. "What is your deal? You look like someone waved a magic wand in your face or something."
"You are so beautiful."
"Yeah, you said that already." Buffy glared at the two, her words dripping with venom.
"But you can never hear it too much," Cordelia smiled.
"Come on. We need to go see if Giles can fix this."
"I don't think anything needs fixing Buffy. I think Angel is just finally seeing things as they are."
"Shut up Cordelia. I don't need you rubbing it in." Buffy grabbed Angel's arm, pulling him to his feet and sending Cordy tumbling to the ground beside them.
"Hey!"
Angel shrugged Buffy off of him and reached down to help Cordy up. "That was uncalled for. What did she ever do to you?"
"Where to begin." Buffy was angry and hurt and confused. How could Angel suddenly decide that Cordy was better than she was? iIt has to be memory loss, because Angel would never chose Cordy. Of course, he did kiss her.oh god, stop thinking Buffy!/i She watched in disgust as her boyfriend wrapped his arm around Cordy's waist, pulling her as close as he possibly could. "Let's go."
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Angel and Cordy followed a few steps behind Buffy. He nibbled at Cordy's ear and nuzzled her neck as they walked and she giggled loudly. Buffy wanted to vomit.
"Come on you two. We're almost there; can you please knock off the PDA? It's just disturbing." When she didn't get an answer, she turned around half expecting to see the two of them pressed up against a wall groping at each other. Instead she saw nothing. No Angel. No Cordelia. No groping. "Thank god for small favors. Where are you guys? This isn't funny!" she called into the darkness.
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Cordelia stifled a giggle at the sound of Buffy calling them, but Angel continued to pull her down the side street. "Where are we going?"
"Home."
"Not my home!" she told him seriously.
"Of course not, my home."
"Ugh, that creepy old mansion?"
Angel looked at her with a puzzled expression. "No, my apartment. What mansion?"
"Apartment? Apartment good. Mansion bad. Okay, let's go!" Cordy quickened her pace to catch up. "So, what have you got in mind?" she asked cluelessly.
Angel gave her his sly grin once again and pulled her through the door. He led her to the bedroom and spun around, suddenly assaulting her lips with his own. He ran his hands over her body, taking in every delicious curve and tangled them in her long brown hair.
They stumbled towards the bed, neither of them wanting to break their hold on the other. Angel pushed Cordy backwards onto his bed, breaking her fall with his own arm. He maneuvered himself so that he had full access to the beautiful girl beneath him.
Cordy felt his lips brush her ear and her entire body broke out in chills. She shuddered at the sensation of his cool breath against her fiery hot skin. He ran his tongue down the length of her neck and nipped playfully at her shoulder. He pulled the delicate strap of her dress down with his teeth, and did the same with the other side.
Angel grinned as Cordy's body arched into him, inviting him to touch her, taste the salty goodness of her skin and he obliged. He pulled the slinky material off of her and lowered his head, taking an exposed nipple into his mouth. He heard her moan as he rolled it between his teeth and he reached a hand up, grasping the other nipple with a little pinch. Cordy gasped and her hips began to gyrate against him.
He smiled at the sensation he was causing in her and pulled his hand away from her now rock hard nipple. She whimpered until she felt it tug at her panties. Once he was through the barrier of lace, he twirled his finger in her curls, smelling her arousal becoming stronger and stronger. She bucked against his hand as he brushed her nub lightly and he increased his torture of the nipple he held prisoner in his mouth.
She uttered something between a plea and a demand as he continually brushed his finger against her, teasing her, causing her to thrust her hips against him over and over. Finally he obeyed and let his finger slid into her hot, wet core. She moaned in pleasure as he rubbed her with his thumb before letting another finger slid inside.
Cordy writhed underneath him as he left her nipple and made his way down her stomach, leaving a moist trail with his tongue. Cordy protested when his thumb stopped it's sweet torment and then gasped as she felt his cool tongue flick at her hyper-sensitive nub. He furiously pumped his fingers inside of her and his tongue matched the action on her clit.
He could smell her orgasm creeping closer and closer, the smell intoxicating him as he worked his magic on her firm, perfect body. He sucked her into his mouth, rolling her around and pressing his face deep into her. She bucked wildly against him and then suddenly pulled away. He growled at the denial of her orgasm.
"No, we can't."
He propped himself over her and looked down at her with an annoyed expression. "Why not?"
"Okay, because one, hello, not looking to be the cause of releasing the big evil that is you on a bad day, two, because you don't even remember that you're with Buffy, not me, three, because Buffy.need I say more, and four, this is where you and Buffy.ewww much!!" iDammit! Why do I suddenly have to be mature and unselfish and so not like me!!/i
Angel gave her an exasperated look and rolled to his side. "I don't understand you."
Cordy pulled her dress back over her head and raised an eyebrow to him. "What's that suppose to mean?"
"You're getting all wet for me and then suddenly make me stop because of some blonde you have made clear you don't care too much for? Why do you care about her?"
"I don't care about Buffy. I care about.you." She looked at him shyly. "If we're going to, you know, then I don't want it to be when you don't remember who everyone is. I want it to be when you know exactly who I am, and exactly who Buffy is, and then you can make your decision."
He smiled at her and licked his fingers. "Why would I ever choose her over something so delicious as you?"
She smiled back. "You'd be surprised how dense you can be. Now come on, we need to get to the library before Buffy sends out a search party.or a lynching party."
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"I'm not kidding Giles. If it hadn't been for the blessing of clothing, they'd probably have been getting busy right there on the street!"
"I can do without the graphic images, thank you Buffy. I'm not sure what I can do to help."
Buffy glared at him in disbelief. "Fix him!"
"I think he works just fine," Cordy spoke up as she and Angel walked through the library doors. The scoobies looked up at them suspiciously.
"Don't tell me you." Buffy started, her voice full of repulsion.
"Oh please! I'm a little smarter than isome/i people in here. I don't go around sleeping with soulled vampires and releasing their inner demons." No sense in letting them know how far things had gotten before she stopped it. What would be the point?
Giles eyed Angel cautiously and then motioned for the two newcomers to sit down. He examined the vampire's head, noting the large bump that was still evident on the side of his skull.
"I think this is just a case of memory loss due to the blow he received from that demon Buffy. Nothing magical or mystical."
"Demon? The demon didn't knock Angel into happy land! Buffy did!" Cordy cried out accusingly and Buffy glowered at her. "I can't believe she was trying to make you all believe that she was little miss innocent!!"
Buffy glanced around at the looks of shock on her friends' faces. "What? It was an accident!"
"Buffy, next time, make sure you give me the full details if you want me to help," Giles sighed in disappointment. "Since this was merely an act of getting hit on the head, I'm assuming we just need to wait for his memories to be triggered once again."
Buffy watched as Angel stood behind Cordy and wrapped his arms around her waist. He rested his chin on her shoulder and began to nibble hungrily at her ear causing her to squeal and laugh.
"Great. I don't know how much longer I can watch this Skinemax presentation without hurling."
Disclaimer: Whedon, Greenwalt, ME, all them, not me
Summary: Answer to a challenge given to me by tipdip. Cordy has a crush on Angel, but he and Buffy can barely tolerate her presence. Angel loses his memory and then the fun begins.
Couple: B/A (not for long, I promise!), C/A
Rating: R
Category: Season 3 BtVS. Adventure. Romance. Not sure what else yet. Spoilers: None A/N: Dedicated to maynard punkface for being my stalker and demanding that the next part be put up immediately, if not sooner!!
Part two
Buffy looked down at her boyfriend who was wearing Cordelia Chase, and liking it! "Scrawny? Where the hell do you get off saying I'm scrawny!?"
"Hey, if the shoe fits."
"Shut up Cordelia!"
"Oohh, someone's got her panties in a twist." Cordy grinned at Buffy. She was enjoying this way too much. She had finally come out on top of Buffy. Actually, she was quite literally on top of Angel, which was in no way a bad thing. She looked down at the vampire beneath her and melted at the look of entrancement on his face. "What is your deal? You look like someone waved a magic wand in your face or something."
"You are so beautiful."
"Yeah, you said that already." Buffy glared at the two, her words dripping with venom.
"But you can never hear it too much," Cordelia smiled.
"Come on. We need to go see if Giles can fix this."
"I don't think anything needs fixing Buffy. I think Angel is just finally seeing things as they are."
"Shut up Cordelia. I don't need you rubbing it in." Buffy grabbed Angel's arm, pulling him to his feet and sending Cordy tumbling to the ground beside them.
"Hey!"
Angel shrugged Buffy off of him and reached down to help Cordy up. "That was uncalled for. What did she ever do to you?"
"Where to begin." Buffy was angry and hurt and confused. How could Angel suddenly decide that Cordy was better than she was? iIt has to be memory loss, because Angel would never chose Cordy. Of course, he did kiss her.oh god, stop thinking Buffy!/i She watched in disgust as her boyfriend wrapped his arm around Cordy's waist, pulling her as close as he possibly could. "Let's go."
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Angel and Cordy followed a few steps behind Buffy. He nibbled at Cordy's ear and nuzzled her neck as they walked and she giggled loudly. Buffy wanted to vomit.
"Come on you two. We're almost there; can you please knock off the PDA? It's just disturbing." When she didn't get an answer, she turned around half expecting to see the two of them pressed up against a wall groping at each other. Instead she saw nothing. No Angel. No Cordelia. No groping. "Thank god for small favors. Where are you guys? This isn't funny!" she called into the darkness.
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Cordelia stifled a giggle at the sound of Buffy calling them, but Angel continued to pull her down the side street. "Where are we going?"
"Home."
"Not my home!" she told him seriously.
"Of course not, my home."
"Ugh, that creepy old mansion?"
Angel looked at her with a puzzled expression. "No, my apartment. What mansion?"
"Apartment? Apartment good. Mansion bad. Okay, let's go!" Cordy quickened her pace to catch up. "So, what have you got in mind?" she asked cluelessly.
Angel gave her his sly grin once again and pulled her through the door. He led her to the bedroom and spun around, suddenly assaulting her lips with his own. He ran his hands over her body, taking in every delicious curve and tangled them in her long brown hair.
They stumbled towards the bed, neither of them wanting to break their hold on the other. Angel pushed Cordy backwards onto his bed, breaking her fall with his own arm. He maneuvered himself so that he had full access to the beautiful girl beneath him.
Cordy felt his lips brush her ear and her entire body broke out in chills. She shuddered at the sensation of his cool breath against her fiery hot skin. He ran his tongue down the length of her neck and nipped playfully at her shoulder. He pulled the delicate strap of her dress down with his teeth, and did the same with the other side.
Angel grinned as Cordy's body arched into him, inviting him to touch her, taste the salty goodness of her skin and he obliged. He pulled the slinky material off of her and lowered his head, taking an exposed nipple into his mouth. He heard her moan as he rolled it between his teeth and he reached a hand up, grasping the other nipple with a little pinch. Cordy gasped and her hips began to gyrate against him.
He smiled at the sensation he was causing in her and pulled his hand away from her now rock hard nipple. She whimpered until she felt it tug at her panties. Once he was through the barrier of lace, he twirled his finger in her curls, smelling her arousal becoming stronger and stronger. She bucked against his hand as he brushed her nub lightly and he increased his torture of the nipple he held prisoner in his mouth.
She uttered something between a plea and a demand as he continually brushed his finger against her, teasing her, causing her to thrust her hips against him over and over. Finally he obeyed and let his finger slid into her hot, wet core. She moaned in pleasure as he rubbed her with his thumb before letting another finger slid inside.
Cordy writhed underneath him as he left her nipple and made his way down her stomach, leaving a moist trail with his tongue. Cordy protested when his thumb stopped it's sweet torment and then gasped as she felt his cool tongue flick at her hyper-sensitive nub. He furiously pumped his fingers inside of her and his tongue matched the action on her clit.
He could smell her orgasm creeping closer and closer, the smell intoxicating him as he worked his magic on her firm, perfect body. He sucked her into his mouth, rolling her around and pressing his face deep into her. She bucked wildly against him and then suddenly pulled away. He growled at the denial of her orgasm.
"No, we can't."
He propped himself over her and looked down at her with an annoyed expression. "Why not?"
"Okay, because one, hello, not looking to be the cause of releasing the big evil that is you on a bad day, two, because you don't even remember that you're with Buffy, not me, three, because Buffy.need I say more, and four, this is where you and Buffy.ewww much!!" iDammit! Why do I suddenly have to be mature and unselfish and so not like me!!/i
Angel gave her an exasperated look and rolled to his side. "I don't understand you."
Cordy pulled her dress back over her head and raised an eyebrow to him. "What's that suppose to mean?"
"You're getting all wet for me and then suddenly make me stop because of some blonde you have made clear you don't care too much for? Why do you care about her?"
"I don't care about Buffy. I care about.you." She looked at him shyly. "If we're going to, you know, then I don't want it to be when you don't remember who everyone is. I want it to be when you know exactly who I am, and exactly who Buffy is, and then you can make your decision."
He smiled at her and licked his fingers. "Why would I ever choose her over something so delicious as you?"
She smiled back. "You'd be surprised how dense you can be. Now come on, we need to get to the library before Buffy sends out a search party.or a lynching party."
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"I'm not kidding Giles. If it hadn't been for the blessing of clothing, they'd probably have been getting busy right there on the street!"
"I can do without the graphic images, thank you Buffy. I'm not sure what I can do to help."
Buffy glared at him in disbelief. "Fix him!"
"I think he works just fine," Cordy spoke up as she and Angel walked through the library doors. The scoobies looked up at them suspiciously.
"Don't tell me you." Buffy started, her voice full of repulsion.
"Oh please! I'm a little smarter than isome/i people in here. I don't go around sleeping with soulled vampires and releasing their inner demons." No sense in letting them know how far things had gotten before she stopped it. What would be the point?
Giles eyed Angel cautiously and then motioned for the two newcomers to sit down. He examined the vampire's head, noting the large bump that was still evident on the side of his skull.
"I think this is just a case of memory loss due to the blow he received from that demon Buffy. Nothing magical or mystical."
"Demon? The demon didn't knock Angel into happy land! Buffy did!" Cordy cried out accusingly and Buffy glowered at her. "I can't believe she was trying to make you all believe that she was little miss innocent!!"
Buffy glanced around at the looks of shock on her friends' faces. "What? It was an accident!"
"Buffy, next time, make sure you give me the full details if you want me to help," Giles sighed in disappointment. "Since this was merely an act of getting hit on the head, I'm assuming we just need to wait for his memories to be triggered once again."
Buffy watched as Angel stood behind Cordy and wrapped his arms around her waist. He rested his chin on her shoulder and began to nibble hungrily at her ear causing her to squeal and laugh.
"Great. I don't know how much longer I can watch this Skinemax presentation without hurling."