SERIES : the Twisted Fate Series
PAIRING : Kathryn/Angelus
RATING : NC17 (bondage,
S&M, bloodplay and murder- vampire stuff)
SPOILERS : Just the end of Cruel
Intentions.
DISCLAIMER : I do not own these
characters.
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“KAT!”
“Oh come on! Lighten up!” She said, but her voice was muffled by
the zipper in her teeth. He looked down at his mate, on her knees with his
engorged cock out of his pants.
“We’re almost there. Come on, stand up, act like a lady.”
She looked up and smiled, “Who said I was a lady?”
“You’re a predator.”
“And right now, I’m hungry for some juicy meat, so feed me.” She
said, taking his cock between her lips to the back of her throat. Her muscles
contracted around him and she fondled his sac as she sucked.
“FUCK Kathryn... it feels so good Baby...”
She moaned and hummed, knowing he loved feeling her vocal chords
vibrating against his dick, throughout her mouth. It didn’t take long before he
spilled his cum into her mouth and it dribbled down her chin a little. She
stood up, stuck his penis in his pants and zipped him up.
“Yummy.” She said with a wink. “I love liquid Angelus in the
morning.”
“Are you gonna sleep now?”
“Sleep? What’s that?” She asked as the elevator door opened.
“Home sweet home!” She walked into their penthouse and ripped off her clothes,
tossing them on the floor.
He took off his tie and she walked to him, naked, and took it
from him. She hopped up on the back of the couch and began tying it around her
neck. She had been insatiable on the plane ride over. They’d been in the bathroom
more times than he could count, not that he minded. In the course of the plane
trip, she had won two shopping sprees, a night of dining and dancing and
another car. He’d won two unreciprocated blowjobs, a night of sex the next time
she had her period, and a fuck with a stranger as long as she was present. No
one could ever say flying wasn’t fruitful.
He looked at her with the tie around her neck, hanging between
her lovely supple breasts. Her legs were crossed and her eyes were filled with
lust. “You can’t possibly want more?” He said.
“Oh come on, you’re a fucking vampire... you’ve got that whole
stamina thing going, so let’s go.” She uncrossed her legs and spread them.
“You’re insatiable.”
“I want a chance to win that fuck with a stranger back.”
“Fine, what are the terms?” He asked walking towards her,
leaving a trail of his clothes behind.
“You go an hour without coming and you can have your stranger.
You come before that hour’s up and you lose it to me.”
“Lose what to you?”
“I get the fuck with a stranger while *you* watch.”
“You got yourself a bet Babe.” He said flipping her over onto
the couch.
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He smiled. She had been more tired than she had let on. He glanced
at his watch, fifty-minutes. She’d given it her best shot and was now sleeping
peacefully by his side, curled up against his body. She’d never know. He
wrapped one arm around her and wrapped his other hand around his dick and began
jerking off. He had exploded onto his hand when he felt small fingers on his
thigh.
“You lost.” She whispered before drifting off into sleep again.
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The water dripped from her hair and down her body. She opened
the shower curtain and he was sitting on the sink. “Hey.”
“Hi.” She grabbed a towel and kissed him. “What’s wrong?” She
asked taking in his incredibly bare chest.
“Why would something be wrong?”
“Because you’re looking at me naked and not jumping my bones.
Just tell me.” She wrapped one towel around her hair and the other around her
body.
He hopped off the sink. He didn’t want to tell her, but he
couldn’t put it off any longer. He followed her into their bedroom. “Kat, I
have to go out of town for a few days.”
“WHAT?” She turned away from her dresser to face him. “Where?
Why? When?”
“Just for a few days, I’m leaving tonight in a couple hours.
It’s just business.”
“Take me with you.” She said sauntering over to him. She stood
between his knees and dropped the towel. “You know you wanna take me with you.”
“You can’t come.”
“Why not?”
“It’s dangerous and I can do it quicker if you just stay here.”
“I wanna go.”
“You’re not going to. Just stay here, have Cassy over, I’ll leave
money. You can go shopping. And I’ll be back before you know it, no harm done.”
“What kind of business?”
“Business that doesn’t include you Kat.” He slid his hand
between her thighs but she stepped away.
“Fine.” She walked over to the dresser and slid on panties and a
bra.
“Kat... don’t be like this.”
“Like what?”
“I’m leaving in a couple hours, let’s not fight. I bet you a
million bucks I can make you come ten times before I leave.”
“Don’t do that Angelus. THIS ISN’T A FUCKING GAME! You’re not
gonna fuck your way out of this. Just go. I’m meeting a friend for dinner
anyway.” She slipped on a short mini-skirt and a sheer blouse that was
basically see-through.
“What friend?” He asked standing up.
“It’s none of your business.” She said walking into the
bathroom. He sat on the edge of the tub while she applied her make-up and swept
her hair up in a loose bun.
“Who are you meeting?” He insisted.
“A friend of mine. We met at the spa and we’re having dinner.”
“WHO?” He growled.
“Where are you going?” She hissed back.
“I’m going to San Francisco.”
“I’m having dinner with Mark.”
“Like hell you are!” He growled grabbing her arms.
“LET GO OF ME!” She kneed him in the groin and he doubled over
in pain. She left him there and he took a deep breath and followed her out to
the living room where she was putting her coat on.
“You’re not leaving this house like that, and you’re NOT going
to meet any guy.”
“Who’s gonna stop me?” She challenged.
He dove at her and pinned her against the door. “I am.”
“You wouldn’t dare.” She said, coldness shooting from her eyes,
chest heaving.
He forced his mouth on hers and plunged his tongue into her
waiting mouth. He slid his hands down her body and ripped the shirt in two. The
skirt came off just as quickly as the shirt had and he blazed a trail of wet
punishing kisses down her neck to her nipples, which he bit and sucked on with
equal fervor.
Her hands grabbed his jeans and pulled his
hips bruisingly toward her. He thrust them into her, slamming her back into the
door. She was panting and he looked up at her lust-filled eyes as their hands
met at his zipper. His pants were discarded quickly, and she pushed him
backwards and landed on top of him on the floor.
She licked his ear and whispered, “Pound me into the floor,
Lover.”
“Not a problem.” He flipped them over and flung her legs over
his shoulders. She was wet, no surprise to find her that way, as he slammed
into her. She screeched and bit her lip, making herself bleed. He kissed her
and cleaned the wound before pulling out and slamming back in. He sawed in and
out of her begging cunt while she writhed underneath him.
“Harder Baby, make me scream, make me cum, fill me up, leave me
wet.”
He played with her clit and felt her hands on his ass squeezing his
pale skin, leaving bruises.
“Squeeze me Kat, hurt me.” And she did and he growled. Their
coupling was not about love; it was about need, the need for control. His need.
Her need. Their passion. Their fire.
He felt her small finger penetrate his ass and he blasted his
load inside her. His fangs sunk into her neck and she thrashed around
underneath him. “ANGELUS!” She screamed as she shook in orgasm.
He rolled off her and spooned her body on the floor that was now
wet with their come. “I’m going to the Vampire’s Court in London. Mortals
aren’t allowed.”
“I was having dinner with Cassy.” She smiled against his chest
and kissed him gently.
“I’m sorry I grabbed you.”
“I’m sorry I kicked you in the balls.”
“I’m glad we made up.”
“Me too.” She looked up at him and their kiss was loving. “How
long?”
“Four days maximum. I have to go and officially state my claim
over Los Angeles. There’s some confusion about Lucifer’s demise and why I was
suddenly interested in the city. If I take you it’ll just complicate things. If
I made war on a master vampire because of a human, I’d be laughed out of the
community. You understand, right?”
“I wouldn’t have dinner with any other guy, I wouldn’t even
think about it. You ruined me for other guys. They’re so stinking and sweaty
and warm, the thought of it makes me sick. Cassy and I were going to the Rave
for a drink and dancing. We thought we’d get buzzed.”
“Take Jacob and Nathan with you.”
“Cause that worked so well the last time.” A twinge of pain
flashed across her face. She didn’t talk about it often. She would occasionally
wake up screaming in the middle of the night and he would hold her, but she
never spoke of it.
“Then I’ll call three others to stay with you as well. Would
that make you feel better?”
“Don’t go. That would make me feel better.”
“I have to. The Master requested my presence and I’d disrespect
him if I didn’t show up. I have to go, both out of obligation and respect. He’s
the sire of my sire and... and that’s that.”
He looked away from her and she wondered why he never talked
about his sire. She’d spent some time with a few of his minions and they spoke
of their sires with awe and respect. Often a good part of the conversation
revolved around it, but he rarely spoke of his.
“Angelus? Tell me about it.”
“What?”
“Your sire. Why don’t you ever tal-” He released her and got up
quickly.
“You should go, you’ll be late for dinner. I’ll see you when you
get back.”
“Ange-”
“GO!” He shouted as he entered the room at the end of the
hallway and slammed the door.
She crept to the end of the hallway and rapped on the door
softly. “Angelus?” She whispered through the oak.
He heard her knocking. He should have expected it. She hadn’t
been in his room yet. This was his private room. He would disappear for an hour
or so a day and find solitude among his things, *her* things. A few of her
dresses, pictures he’d drawn, jewelry she’d taken and other mementoes of his
past. He would not forget. He could not forget. Perhaps it was time to share
that now. “Come in.” He said through the door.
She opened the door slowly and found him sitting in a rocking
chair. The room was dark and she looked around. The walls were covered in
pictures, drawings, charcoals and paintings. Some were of dead people and
showed blood oozing out of their throats, but most of them showed a beautiful
woman. “She’s breathtaking.”
“She’s my sire. Her name was Darla.”
“Was?”
“She was killed a hundred years ago next month.”
“I’m sorry. Do you miss her?”
“More than life itself.”
“Were you close?”
“I was her favored childe, she presented me to the Court and the
Master himself on my first birthday.”
“What happened to her?” She kneeled down in front of the rocker
and took his hands in hers. “You can tell me.”
“She was staked by a slayer. We thought we could handle it, but
we couldn’t. I looked up and she was just gone, dust.”
“Did you love her?”
“I do love her. We never said it, but we knew. Childer and sires
love, respect and adore each other. After she died, I didn’t know what to do. I
was lost. It was then I decided to let my childer go. I didn’t want the bond to
be too strong, just in case something like that happened to me. I still talk to
them and there’s a good chance I’ll run into a couple of them in London.”
He cupped her face and looked deep into her eyes. “I’m sorry.”
“I know. It’s okay. You should go and I’ll see you in a few
days.”
“Okay, I’ll call once I get there.”
“I’m meeting Cassy in a little bit. I’ll see you later.”
“Bye Kat, I love you.”
“I love you too Angelus.” She kissed him quickly and was out the
door.
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“So he just left?” Cass asked taking a shot of tequila.
“He had to go out of town. He didn’t leave. We fought, we
fucked, we’re copasetic. He’ll be back in four days.”
“Kat, not that it’s any of my business, but what does he do?”
“He owns a company.”
She looked at her friend and took a sip of her Apricot-sour. “If
that’s all, why do you have five goons following you around when he’s not
around?”
“It’s just a precaution. He wants to make sure I’m okay.”
“He’s a mob boss isn’t he? You can tell me.”
“He doesn’t tell me much. I don’t ask. I just feel better with
them here.”
“They’re kinda cute, are they married?”
“Cass, you shouldn’t get involved with them. They’re different.”
“Different how?” Kathryn looked at her friend wondering how to
explain this to her. Could she? Should she?
“They’re dangerous.”
“I like danger.” Cassy got up and pulled one of them out onto
the floor.
Nathan walked over to
her and sat down. “Enjoying yourself?”
“Yes, but it’s getting
harder to keep things a secret, you know?”
“I know. I’m so hungry.”
“So grab something to
eat quick.”
“Strict rules, no
feeding while on the job. The Master would have a field day with me. I’ll go
later.”
“I’m just about done
here anyway. I’ll go say goodnight.”
“It’s still pretty early
Mistress.”
“I know it is, but it’s
no fun without him. And call me Kathryn.”
“Sure Mistress. I’ll go
get the car.”
“Kay, thanks.” She stood
up, finished the drink and bumped hips with Cassy on the dance floor. “Hey
babe, I’m leaving.”
“So soon?”
“I’m sorry, I’m just
wiped.”
“Okay, we going to the
spa tomorrow?”
“Sure.” Kat winked and
the minion escorted her out. She sat in the limo between Nathan and Jake and
missing Angelus.
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The phone broke her from her reverie and she reached outside the
tub and grabbed it. She pushed the button and closed her eyes as she relaxed in
the scented bubble bath. “Hello?” She asked.
“Hey Sexy.”
“ANGELUS! Where are you? When are you coming home? Is everything
okay?”
“Things are going just fine but I’m going to have to stay three
more days Baby.”
“But...” the disappointment in her voice was clearly evident and
he felt bad for extending his trip and for lying to her.
“I’m sorry, it just can’t be helped.”
“I know, I just miss you Baby.” She whimpered.
“I miss you too. What are you doing right now Kat?”
“Soaking in the tub.”
He moaned as he hardened at the thought of his precious in the
tub naked. “A bubble bath?”
“Oh yeah, with bath beads. I found some different ones, I like
the strawberry, but I found Egyptian Goddess today and I love it. It makes the
bubbles almost blue.”
“I can see you there. Do you have candles lit?” He leaned back
in the chair and unzipped his jeans.
“Yes, I’ve got them all around the room.”
“And music?”
“Music too, I’ve got my erotica CD in.”
“Are you touching yourself baby?” He cooed.
“No, are you?”
“Yesssss....” he hissed as he stroked his cock, now out of his
jeans.
“Does it feel good?” She asked seductively.
“Not as good as your hot mouth or you tight little pussy.” He
cut the palm of his hand with his fangs so his hand slid along his length more
easily. “Touch yourself Kat.”
“Okay.” She slid her hand to her breasts and fondled herself
lightly.
“What are you touching?”
“I’m playing with my nipples.”
“Are they hard?”
“Yes.” She replied. “What are you doing?”
“I’m pumping myself. Touch your pussy Kat, I wanna hear you
fucking yourself.”
“Only if you do.”
“I already am.” He grunted. “Touch your clit like I touch it.”
“I’m not that flexible.” She replied with a laugh. “Ooo... I’m
wet, Baby. I need your big dick, Angelus.”
“I know that Baby, but we can’t do anything about that now...
just use your fingers and imagine me.”
“I am.” She pumped her fingers in and out of her tight hole. “Oh
god...” she moaned as her hips rocked and the water splashed over the edge. “My
pussy’s so tight baby, it’s calling you... it needs you to fill it up.”
“My cock is throbbing for you Kat. It wants to be so deep inside
you that it’s lost.” He grunted, picturing her naked in the tub fucking her
slender fingers. “Are you close?”
“Soon.” She moaned and screamed as she thrust her fingers harder
inside and allowed her thumb to press on her clit. “Oh god... harder...
harder... talk to me Baby...”
“Scream for me Lover, tell me how much you want my dick. Let us
hear you scream.”
Her body shook violently as she came hard, thrashing around in
the water. He heard her scream, he could practically feel her body contract
around him and he shot his load in his hand. “Angel?”
“I’m here.”
“Did you come?”
“Yes. Did you?”
“Uh huh.”
“I love you Kat. I miss you.”
“I love you too. Come home soon?”
“Soon.”
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He got off the plane at precisely seven p.m., which was perfect.
She wouldn’t be expecting him and he could surprise her. He still couldn’t
fathom why he spent so much of his time thinking of ways to please her. He was
a Master Vampire. He *owned* Los Angeles, his newest acquisition. The Master
had been pleased with his handling of the situation with Lucifer. Angelus had
left out a few minor details of the takeover, namely that the ‘possession’ that
Lucifer had taken was a human.
He didn’t care. The Master was in London, and he was in Los
Angeles, soon to be wrapped around Kathryn, which is *all* that mattered. He’d
run into Penn in the Court. It had been nice seeing his eldest childe. Penn was
on his way to Beijing with his mate. Angelus was pleased to see his childe
mated to such a pretty young vampiress. He was proud, as he should be. The
young female was *very* prominent in the Master’s Court.
He decided to walk home, as he needed to feed before returning
to Kat. He secured the box inside his pocket (he’d made a special stop on the
way home for her). He took in the smog-filled, evening LA air. When the stupid
humans learn? Angelus didn’t need to destroy the humans, they’d destroy
themselves. He walked the streets for nearly an hour, weaving in and out of
traffic and alleyways. He wanted something special tonight before seeing his
love.
He smelled blood, familiar blood. He followed the scent that
grew heavy as he turned down the alley to his right. He followed it as it
looped around a few buildings.
“Do it again! Do it again!” She chanted to her blond-haired
lover. Angelus smiled as he approached the two. His two. Drusilla turned immediately.
“DADDY!” She was up on her feet and dove into his open arms. Within an instant
his mouth was upon hers in a frenzy. His hands squeezed her breasts and slid
down further to stroke her ‘secret places’ as she’d once called her pussy.
He heard his other childe growl loudly in the background. He
released Drusilla and turned to face William. “Well look who it is. If it isn’t
my sire.”
“Hello, William.”
“Spike was just killing that man. He was mean to me. He wouldn’t
let me lick him. He pushed me away.” Drusilla explained before extending her
arms to the sides and spinning around. “I told you, Spike! I told you Daddy was
coming! I told you my Angel was here! The stars sang to me last night.” Angelus
knew something was wrong with her, and not just the obvious. This time it was
something else, something almost sickly.
“What brings you two here?” Angelus asked the younger of his
childer. William turned and went back to draining the man while Dru giggled.
She wrapped her arms around Angelus’ waist and was licking his cheek when Will
finally dropped the man. “Why are you here, Boy?” He asked louder.
Will licked his lips and paused before answering. “Call it trouble with a capital ‘S’ as
in slayer, a strong one too.”
“A new Slayer, huh? Where?”
“Where else? The bloody Hellmouth; damn chit nearly got Jess.”
“What the hell were you
doing at the Hellmouth, Will?” He growled.
“Spike? I’m cold.” Drusilla whispered.
“I got you, Babe.” He watched as William took his coat and gave
it to Drusilla. Angelus detested Drusilla’s nickname for *his* Will. Angelus
was unsure where it came from, and didn’t care. The boy’s name was William, it
always would be. “We were looking for a cure for Dru.” Spike answered.
“WHY?” He demanded to know. If one of his childer were ill, HE
would take care of his childe.
“We were in Prague and...”
“Miss Edith... she worries... she’s alone... she needs
something... I used to have tea with me mum, but she is no more.” His Drusilla
babbled, a pure doll, for whom he’d made William.
“What does she worry about, Pet?”
“Someone is coming, Spike, someone dark. Will you protect us
Daddy?” He looked down at the doll-like face of his middle childe, born from
obsession.
“Always, Drusilla.” He touched her face and then pulled her lips
roughly to his. He heard the low growl of Will as he kissed Drusilla
passionately. “Let’s go. I’m starving.” He announced.
“Oooo! Like before!” Dru clapped her hands and mock bit at
Angelus’ neck. “We’ll play. I got good games Daddy.”
“I’m sure you have, Drusilla.” Drusilla started ahead of them
and Angelus extended his hand to the youngest of his childer, his favorite. He
stopped with William, because he couldn’t ask for better (until now). Will took
his hand and Angelus pulled the boy into his arms. Their lips met briefly until
Drusilla was tugging on their arms.
“LET’S GO! The moon, she sings!” Dru exclaimed. The three walked
the streets looking for prospects that seemed appealing. “Spike? I miss
Prague.”
“I know, Babe, but we can’t go back. Not yet.”
“What happened Will? Why did you stop at the Hellmouth?”
“After you met up with us, Dru, Jess and I went to Prague. We
were walking around one night during a carnival or parade. She ran into the
crowd ‘cause she saw a child she wanted; but I couldn’t get to her in time, and
they just ran her over. She’s healing, but she’s not as strong as she was. I
thought the Hellmouth could cure her or give us some answers.”
“I’m her sire, *I* decide what we do.”
“The Hellmouth was on the bloody way! What’ll you have me do Angelus?
Let her die?” Spike challenged.
He backhanded his childe, effectively knocking him to the
ground. “YOU do NOT make the decisions here. *I* do. I am your *sire* and it’s
MY choice. Got it?”
Will jumped up quickly and brushed past him nodding. His
William. What could he really say about his William? He was a pain in the ass
on a good day. He was the thorn in his side, the pricker in the garden that
always flowered most beautifully. *That* was his William. He’d intended Will to
be another minion, one to care for Dru while he was away, but after a few
weeks, it became apparent that Will had his eyes on a much better title. And
William had earned it. It’d taken five decades, but he’d earned the title:
Favored Childe of Angelus, Scourge of Europe.
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