Title: When Bad Spells happen to Good People Author: Evil Willow Rating: BIG FAT NC-17, and I ain't kidding. So kids: Shoo! Category: Vignette Spoilers: Um.... no, not at all Content/Keywords/Warnings: SMUT! Both slash (Male/male) and het. Angel/Cordelia/Wesley/Gunn/Spike in several different combinations, pairings, threesomes, a foursome and a five-some (and if that's not a word, I just made it one) Pairing: Oh, boy. Not really, except for in the sense of smut. See above Summary: The title really says it all. And the SMUT warning. It's basically a PWP, people. To be enjoyed, but not to be taken seriously, in ANY way. Dedication: To CrazyEvilDru, the bestest beta in the universe! :-) "Angel, I feel really funny," Cordelia says as she stumbles into the Hyperion. "Yeah, what WAS that spell that demon was chanting, right before we beheaded him?" Gunn asks. "I'm hot," Cordelia frowns and then promptly sits down on the floor. "I'm not feeling all that great, myself," Wesley says as he pauses in the doorway. "Maybe I should...." "Come on," Angel leans down and picks up Cordelia under her arms, trying to get her to stand again. "No need to sit on the floor when we have perfectly good furniture," he adds as he leads her over to the couch. "I'm HOT!" She pouts. "Make me cool," she adds, smiling seductively at him as she presses her breasts against his chest. Angel stares at her and realizes he is incredibly turned on. He shouldn't be. *I mean, Cordelia's a pretty girl but... There's something wrong here.* "I think it was a lust-inducing spell," Spike says as he walks over and sits on the other side of Angel. "I thought I recognized some of the words. Fuck me if I care, though. Hey, chances are, someone *will* be fucking me," he adds with a leer. "Now... wonder who?" he looks around the room. "I'm not having sex with you," Cordelia replies firmly. "And Angel can't; that would be dangerous." "Not to piss you off, Cordelia, but I don't think we're in the perfect happiness frame of mind," Spike says, as he decides to take the initiative. He presses himself against his sire's back, running his hands up and down Angel's chest over his shirt. He smiles when Angel moans and leans back against him. "Are we, Peaches?" "What?" Angel can't think of anything other than the way his childe feels pressed up against him. And how sexy Cordelia is. Suddenly, he can't resist the urge anymore. He kisses Cordelia, as Spike begins to unbutton his shirt. "Oh god," Cordelia whimpers when Angel begins to kiss his way down her throat. She moans when he rips her shirt open and arches into him as his hands and lips begin working their magic. Suddenly, she notices they're on the floor. Angel has unclasped her bra and is kneading her breasts almost painfully. She feels hands at her waistband and looks over Angel's head to see Gunn pulling her pants off. "I've died and gone to Heaven," she mumbles. She looks up as Wesley removes his shirt and lowers himself to the floor to kiss her. He's a good kisser, and she just lays there, helpless, as the pleasure overtakes her. She moans into Wesley's mouth when she feels two cold mouths suckling her breasts. Shit. Angel and Spike. She knows at this moment that she HAS died and gone to heaven. Either that or she's having a really fucked up dream and won't be able to face *any* of these men in the morning. But she doesn't want it to stop, no matter what *it* is. She remembers vaguely that Spike said something about a lust-inducing spell, but then she forgets all that as she feels hands running slowly up her legs. She pushes Wesley away for just a moment as she *does* need to breathe. She looks down to see Gunn kneeling between her legs. Angel and Spike are lying on either side of her. And Wesley is kissing her throat. And all their hands are all over her body, roaming every inch. She wonders if she'll just die of pleasure before the night is over, but then thinks that wouldn't be a bad way to go. Gunn begins kissing his way up one leg and she shivers with anticipation, letting him push her legs further apart. She's so ready for someone to be inside her and she doesn't care who the hell it is. He goes painstakingly slowly up her inner thigh and she whimpers when Wesley begins to nibble and suck at her earlobe. Spike and Angel seem perfectly content to suckle her breasts. "FUCK!" she screams and arches up against the two vampires as one of them - Spike - bites her nipple. He raises up his head and grins at her. "I seem to remember you said you weren't gonna have sex with me?" he teases. "Shut up, William," Angel growls and pulls his head over for a kiss. Cordelia moans, as the sight of the two kissing passionately turns her on even more. "FUCK, YES!" She screams as Gunn licks at her already wet curls. "Pleasepleaseplease...," she begs, though she knows that these men are probably going to torture her for quite some more time until they let her come. She whimpers as he licks her, repeatedly, as she writhes under the torture. "Ohhhhh," she sighs as she feels two fingers enter her and begin thrusting inside her as Gunn finds her clit and begins sucking it. "Please, don't stop," she moans. Wesley kisses her again and Angel and Spike return to her neglected breasts, sucking and nipping at them. Her breathing gets shallower as she feels her orgasm approaching. "Oh fuck, please, I'm so close," she whimpers. She looks up in time to see Angel moving away to let Wesley take his turn kissing and sucking across her chest and finally settling at the breast that Angel abandoned. Angel stands and removes his jeans and Cordelia licks her lips at the sight of him. He's so much bigger than she expected and she wants him inside her. Well, she wants him and Gunn *and* Wesley... hell, even Spike. And a small part of her knows this is insane but she doesn't care. It feels too good to question it. Angel lays back down next to her and kisses her. She moans into his mouth and arches up as Gunn finds her G-spot with his fingers. She feels him bite down on her clit and she's gone. She tears her mouth away from Angel's and screams as her orgasm washes over her. She shakes and moans as Gunn brings her down from her first orgasm, slowing his fingers inside her, before he finally pulls away. "Oh my god," she gasps as she tries to catch her breath. She wonders who's going to take the next round, but doesn't have to wonder for long. Wesley doesn't say anything but begins kissing her way down her body and she knows he's going to torture her next. Gunn moves to the side of her body that Wesley left and kisses her, for the first time that night. She can taste herself on his tongue and moans. She whimpers as she feels Wesley begin to lick her, along her slit, until she's growing wet again. Gunn kisses along her jaw to her ear and begins to suck and nibble at it. She looks to her right as Angel moves behind Spike. He reaches around Spike's waist and begins to unbutton and unzip his jeans. She feels Spike growl as he continues to suckle her breast and she shivers at the way it sends shockwaves through her body. Then Wesley's tongue pushes inside her slick passage and she moans as she bucks her hips up. Gunn's hand is at her stomach, holding her still and she thinks she's just going to spontaneously combust. She asked to be cooled down, *not* overheated! Then she looks over at the two vampires again when Spike moans. "Oh god," she whimpers, as she watches Angel push slowly inside Spike's ass. She never thought she'd ever be in the position to watch two men having sex, but it's incredibly erotic. Angel grins, "I think Cordelia likes what she sees, Boy," he purrs and licks up the other vampire's spine. Spike shudders and bites down a little harder than he has before on Cordelia's nipple. "Fuck, watch those teeth," she whimpers. "Sorry," he grunts as Angel begins to move inside him. Cordelia cries out as a thumb touches her clit. She looks down to see that the hand belongs to Spike and moans. Wesley is still tonguing her, and she decides he's way too good at it. Gunn has moved to her neglected breast and is suckling it. She makes her hands move, with enormous effort and runs one up and down Gunn's back. Angel grabs the other hand, as he continues to fuck Spike. He makes sure she's watching him as he pulls each finger into his mouth, one by one, and sucks on it, sending waves of pleasure through her body. Cordelia shivers and moans, trying to catch her breath. "Please," she whimpers, "I need - YEEEEEEEEESSSSSSSSS!" She screams as Spike twists her clit violently, sending her into her second climax of the night. Wesley pulls his tongue out of her and begins to lick her clean. While she's recovering, she hears Angel yell as he climaxes. Wesley's mouth leaves her and she whimpers. She opens her eyes, trying to figure out where he went. She sees Angel kneeling next to her. "Angel, I can't, too much--" "Shhh," he puts a finger on her lips, "Trust me?" he asks. She nods and he smiles, "Just relax, Cordelia," he urges as he moves to where Spike had been, lying next to her. That makes her realize Spike's not there anymore. She looks over Angel's shoulder and her mouth drops open in shock. Spike's sitting in a chair and Wesley is kneeling in front of him, giving him a blow job. "This is seriously fucked up," she says in amazement. "Is that a bad thing, or a good thing," Spike manages to say as he looks over at her. She laughs. "I guess... a good thing. But you know it's going to be *so* awkward tomorrow morning." "No," he replies, and then moans as Wesley obviously does something that he likes. "Spell... not... under our... control." He ends in a hiss as he bucks up into Wesley's mouth. Gunn and Angel have been touching and caressing her breasts and stomach, while she watches Spike and Wesley. Their lips follow the paths their hands have taken. They haven't gone near her sex, which she's grateful for. She needs the opportunity to recover a little. A lot. She's had two orgasms in fifteen minutes and it's left her a little over-sensitized. "FUCK!" Spike roars as he comes and Cordelia smiles. They're all getting well taken care of, at least. Though she thinks she's getting the best of the deal, since she's come twice already, compared to Spike and Angel only climaxing once. She moans when Angel trails a finger lightly along the outer lips of her sex. "Angel..." He kisses her and murmurs. "Gods, Cordelia, you are so beautiful. Do you even *know* how beautiful you are?" She shivers at the worshipful look in his eyes, "I do when you say it like that," she says with a smile. She whimpers when he slides two fingers into her. "Angel, I want to feel *you* inside me," she begs. He looks into her eyes, as if to make sure she's certain. He nods and then moves on top of her, lowering himself so he can rub his cock against her slit. She moans and arches up against him and he chuckles. "You're so sexy," he purrs before he kisses her, thrusting his tongue inside her mouth as he positions himself at her entrance. She breaks the kiss with a moan as Angel slides into her slowly. She wraps her legs around his hips and pulls him deeper. He growls and buries his face in her neck, licking and sucking at it. Finally, he's buried inside her and they both moan at the way it feels. Cordelia's not sure where Wesley, Spike or Gunn have gone off to, but she doesn't care, either. All that she knows is that she's having sex with Angel. But she's not worried about the happiness clause because somehow what Spike said earlier makes sense. Besides, this isn't real enough to put his soul in danger, even though it *feels* real. It's the result of some weird spell or something. Because there's no way she and Angel would be doing this otherwise. Not to mention Gunn or Wesley. Spike? Well, she wouldn't put *anything* past Spike. All thoughts go flying out the window though as Angel begins to move inside her, setting a slow and torturous pace. She moans, her hands roaming his back. "Angel, please," she gasps, scratching her nails down his back. He groans and speeds up his thrusts, leaning down to kiss her passionately. His hand slips between them and his fingers rub her clit. She whimpers and soon her third orgasm hits. She moans into his mouth and arches up against him. She breaks the kiss and screams as another one follows within a minute. Angel roars as he follows her over the edge. He collapses on top of her, but then rolls them both over. "Oh my god," she says as she opens her eyes, realizing she *did* pass out from that last orgasm. "I agree," Gunn says. Cordelia looks up and locates him on the couch, arms and legs tangled with those of Wesley and Spike. Cordelia giggles. "You know how hard it's gonna be to face each other in the morning?" "Doesn't have to be," Spike mumbles. "How do you figure that, Boy?" Angel wonders. "Denial can be a very good thing," Spike replies. "This never happened," Wesley muses. He shrugs "It works for me." "Yeah," Cordelia nods. "Just give me a few minutes to recover from the mind-blowing sex we *didn't* have and then I'll need a ride home." "I'll take you," Angel offers. "Thought you just did, Peaches," Spike chuckles. "SHUT UP, SPIKE!" The others yell in unison. ************* The End.