Part 16 – Time to talk
Cordelia pulled up to the place she was more and more considering home, the Crawford Street Mansion. Her head was spinning from all the thoughts rolling through it. It seemed like the night she hit Angel wit her car was a lifetime ago, not just 5 long nights ago. Sleeping with him to comfort him from nightmares had been her original intention. Now it was just something she expected at the end of the day. And what about Xander. Xander's kisses did not make her see stars or wish for immortality to be spent with a tall dark brooding vampire.
Putting the car into park, she noticed that the drapes to the living room were closed, meaning that Angel was awake. She wanted to see him. Wanted to tell him that his soul was his to keep. Wanted to see how quickly he ran out of the mansion once the sun was down to find Buffy.
Walking into the foyer she set her keys and purse on the side table and closed the door quietly behind her. She looked in the mirror, the now clean mirror and thought her face looked a little sad. I am probably loosing Angel tonight. Cordy turned and walked into the living room, seeing Angel, shirtless and slightly sweaty (aka hot) slowly moving his arms in a controlled motion. Tai Chi. Cordy leaned against the door jam and silently watched him. He moved elegantly and finished the move and look up to her and smile.
"Hi." Angel said, moving over to the sofa and picking up a towel, casually wrapping it around his neck and moving closer to Cordy. He took one of her small hands in both of his and rubbed her fingers. "I am glad your home." He said full of honesty.
"Me too." Cordy said softly with a smile, looking up into Angel's dark chocolate brown eyes. I am in trouble; I am just lost in those eyes of his.
Angel bent his head down and captured her lips in a kiss. One of longing and hunger. Taking both of them by surprise. Her tongue battled with his in a dueling match of emotion. Cordy leaned into him, smelling the maleness of him and wanting to feel his arms around her body. Her hands were trapped in his larger ones and all she could do was let him lead her through the kiss. His pace, his direction.
Angel pulled away when he felt her need for breath and placed a large hand on her cheek. Taking her in, loving that she came home to him. MINE. "You are glad to be home aren't you." Angel said devilishly. What he wanted to do was toss the girl over his shoulder and take her to his bed. Not yet, but soon.
"Yes, it was an odd day at school." Cordy wanted to melt back into his arms, but instead pulled away slightly and moved toward the couch. Angel followed her over and sat next to her.
"Why, well it is Sunnydale, so not that unusual." Angel said, he could do small talk, but he would have to have a serious discussion with her about going out in such short skirts and tight sweaters.
"Xander saw us last night." Cordy said. She didn't want to beat around the bush.
"So." Angel could careless if the Harris boy saw them together. Maybe that would mean that he would get the hint and stay away from his girl.
"So ... Angel, it means that pretty soon we are going to have to tell everyone that you are back."
"I expected as much." Angel again was a little confused as to what the big deal was about the Scoobies finding out he was back. Coming back from Hell not such an unusual thing here in Sunnydale.
"And well I would imagine that you and Buffy will want to, well want to, getbacktogehter." Cordelia blurted out. There I said it, not so hard...gonna just get up and go now.
"Why would I want to do that?" Angel asked, a little confused, he hadn't seen Buffy in what felt like 100 years and hadn't he just been kissing Cordelia. Maybe she was having memory problems. Only one known solution...remind her.
Angel lifted up her chin with two gentle fingers and then lowered his lips, capturing hers in a kiss. Not a deep as the last one, but intense and powerful just the same.
Cordelia could not even think straight. Her heart was pounding so hard and her body was tingling all over. She pulled away slightly; she needed to get everything out about this before things went any further with Angel. She looked at him with wide hazel eyes, "Angel, you, Buffy, star-crossed lovers, bound to love only each other." She stuttered, she couldn't believe she was stuttering.
"No that was in the past. It was a long, long time ago." Angel said, leaning in and kissing her ear. He could not seem to get enough of the taste of Cordelia.
"Angel stop, it was only 4 months ago, and she was the love of your long undead life." She tried to push him away, but her hands touching his bare shoulders felt more like a caress.
"Sweetheart, she sent me to hell, I don't think there is a better sign that the relationship is over." Angel breathed into her ear and then moved his mouth down to gently suck on the spot where her neck met her shoulders. His hands moving to wrap around her back and pull her closer. If nothing else he did know how to drive a woman wild.
"But you were Angelus then, and well you were turned back just before she pushed the sword through you, Willow worked a spell. Angel stop!" Cordelia said, she needed to reason with him, and it was impossible with him groping her...not that she really wanted it to stop.
"I can't stop, want you." Angel said, as he kissed his way up under her chin, then started sliding kisses closer to her mouth. He knew one sure- fire way to get her to stop talking, as his lips claimed hers again and he moved his hand to cup her breast.
Cordy sighed into Angel's arms, and kissed him back. So much for talking, so much for telling him his soul was permanent so he could run back to Miss Blonde-in-a-Box..
Cordelia pulled up to the place she was more and more considering home, the Crawford Street Mansion. Her head was spinning from all the thoughts rolling through it. It seemed like the night she hit Angel wit her car was a lifetime ago, not just 5 long nights ago. Sleeping with him to comfort him from nightmares had been her original intention. Now it was just something she expected at the end of the day. And what about Xander. Xander's kisses did not make her see stars or wish for immortality to be spent with a tall dark brooding vampire.
Putting the car into park, she noticed that the drapes to the living room were closed, meaning that Angel was awake. She wanted to see him. Wanted to tell him that his soul was his to keep. Wanted to see how quickly he ran out of the mansion once the sun was down to find Buffy.
Walking into the foyer she set her keys and purse on the side table and closed the door quietly behind her. She looked in the mirror, the now clean mirror and thought her face looked a little sad. I am probably loosing Angel tonight. Cordy turned and walked into the living room, seeing Angel, shirtless and slightly sweaty (aka hot) slowly moving his arms in a controlled motion. Tai Chi. Cordy leaned against the door jam and silently watched him. He moved elegantly and finished the move and look up to her and smile.
"Hi." Angel said, moving over to the sofa and picking up a towel, casually wrapping it around his neck and moving closer to Cordy. He took one of her small hands in both of his and rubbed her fingers. "I am glad your home." He said full of honesty.
"Me too." Cordy said softly with a smile, looking up into Angel's dark chocolate brown eyes. I am in trouble; I am just lost in those eyes of his.
Angel bent his head down and captured her lips in a kiss. One of longing and hunger. Taking both of them by surprise. Her tongue battled with his in a dueling match of emotion. Cordy leaned into him, smelling the maleness of him and wanting to feel his arms around her body. Her hands were trapped in his larger ones and all she could do was let him lead her through the kiss. His pace, his direction.
Angel pulled away when he felt her need for breath and placed a large hand on her cheek. Taking her in, loving that she came home to him. MINE. "You are glad to be home aren't you." Angel said devilishly. What he wanted to do was toss the girl over his shoulder and take her to his bed. Not yet, but soon.
"Yes, it was an odd day at school." Cordy wanted to melt back into his arms, but instead pulled away slightly and moved toward the couch. Angel followed her over and sat next to her.
"Why, well it is Sunnydale, so not that unusual." Angel said, he could do small talk, but he would have to have a serious discussion with her about going out in such short skirts and tight sweaters.
"Xander saw us last night." Cordy said. She didn't want to beat around the bush.
"So." Angel could careless if the Harris boy saw them together. Maybe that would mean that he would get the hint and stay away from his girl.
"So ... Angel, it means that pretty soon we are going to have to tell everyone that you are back."
"I expected as much." Angel again was a little confused as to what the big deal was about the Scoobies finding out he was back. Coming back from Hell not such an unusual thing here in Sunnydale.
"And well I would imagine that you and Buffy will want to, well want to, getbacktogehter." Cordelia blurted out. There I said it, not so hard...gonna just get up and go now.
"Why would I want to do that?" Angel asked, a little confused, he hadn't seen Buffy in what felt like 100 years and hadn't he just been kissing Cordelia. Maybe she was having memory problems. Only one known solution...remind her.
Angel lifted up her chin with two gentle fingers and then lowered his lips, capturing hers in a kiss. Not a deep as the last one, but intense and powerful just the same.
Cordelia could not even think straight. Her heart was pounding so hard and her body was tingling all over. She pulled away slightly; she needed to get everything out about this before things went any further with Angel. She looked at him with wide hazel eyes, "Angel, you, Buffy, star-crossed lovers, bound to love only each other." She stuttered, she couldn't believe she was stuttering.
"No that was in the past. It was a long, long time ago." Angel said, leaning in and kissing her ear. He could not seem to get enough of the taste of Cordelia.
"Angel stop, it was only 4 months ago, and she was the love of your long undead life." She tried to push him away, but her hands touching his bare shoulders felt more like a caress.
"Sweetheart, she sent me to hell, I don't think there is a better sign that the relationship is over." Angel breathed into her ear and then moved his mouth down to gently suck on the spot where her neck met her shoulders. His hands moving to wrap around her back and pull her closer. If nothing else he did know how to drive a woman wild.
"But you were Angelus then, and well you were turned back just before she pushed the sword through you, Willow worked a spell. Angel stop!" Cordelia said, she needed to reason with him, and it was impossible with him groping her...not that she really wanted it to stop.
"I can't stop, want you." Angel said, as he kissed his way up under her chin, then started sliding kisses closer to her mouth. He knew one sure- fire way to get her to stop talking, as his lips claimed hers again and he moved his hand to cup her breast.
Cordy sighed into Angel's arms, and kissed him back. So much for talking, so much for telling him his soul was permanent so he could run back to Miss Blonde-in-a-Box..