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Not So Bad a Day
"You know what? You are such an asshole! I wish I never helped you get your soul back for good!" Cordelia screamed.

"So do I!" Angel yelled. "That way the demon could take over and I could strangle you like I want to!"

"Screw you!" she shouted, pushing past him and making her way to her room in the loft that they shared. Slamming the door she felt little satisfaction at the boom it made as she threw her purse onto the bed, a fight with Angel, what a perfect end to a wretched afternoon.

"Damn jerk, that's all he is, bastard son of a bitch," she muttered, pacing back and forth.

After a few minutes her walk slowed and with a final sigh she headed to her private bathroom, shedding her clothes along the way.

The sound of the heavy spray from the shower cut through the air as she turned it on and stepped inside, letting the warm water flow over her body, trying to wash the day's stress away.

As she lathered up her hair she let the sweet sent of the shampoo calm her. She knew Angel hadn't done anything to make her angry, she was feeling bitchy over a bad day and as soon as he tried to talk to her she jumped all over him. She didn't mean it really, they knew each other so well now that Angel was aware

When she slipped into bitch-mode, like today, but he still just stuck around, even though she could infuriate him every time.

She smiled at that thought, she smiled at a lot of thoughts she had about Angel. As her fingertips danced across her skin she imagined him fighting some unknown vamp or demon, moving smooth and gracefully in his black, leather pants. The leather jacket moving around him as he dodged a punch and threw another, his black silk shirt pulling taut and outlining his muscles.

Cordy bit her bottom lip as her hands fluttered over her breasts. She loved to watch him then, while his lithe body moved with such grace. After he had taught her how to properly fight she happily dusted her vamps as fast as she could to savor the moments of watching him struggle with his own. He always chose the strongest ones of the group so that Cordelia was safe, well, as safe as one could be in a darkened alley surrounded by creatures of the night. She was never worried, he had never lost, but if he had trouble she was always there to back him up.

Cordy hand drifted over her slippery stomach until she finally moaned as her fingertips touched the curls covering her sex, damp from the shower and otherwise. Suddenly her eyes shot open.

"What the hell am I doing?" she said in a shaky breath. "I said after last time I wouldn't do this again."

Breathing heavily, she quickly finished up her shower and stepped out. She grabbed a towel and hurriedly ran it over her body, only taking the time to dry her hair to a semi-damp state.

Walking into her room still nude she lay down on her already made bed, not bothering to slip under the covers she simply threw the other half of the of them on top of her. Thinking back on the terrible day and Angel's anger she let herself slip away into deep sleep.

A half-hour later Angel opened the door to Cordelia's bedroom.

"Look, Cord, I'm really sor--" Angel stopped in the doorway, dumbstruck, his hand still on the doorknob.

Cordelia lay on her belly, arms softly above her head over the pillow, while her face showed a serene look. Wisps of damp, mahogany hair fell across her cheeks. He couldn't stop his eyes from going further to take in her breast pressed into the mattress. And from there the silky skin of her back to the soft start of her hips before they disappeared into the strip of loose cover across her bottom before the length of her smooth, perfect legs.

Thoughts of turning back ran through Angel's head but he couldn't help moving farther into the room, he had to be closer. Before the door closed itself with a soft click Angel was across the room, kneeling next to the bed.

"Cordy?" Angel whispered. "Cordy?"

"Mmm, Angel?" Cordelia asked before sighing. "Mmm."

Angel was a bit taken back when her lower back dipped and her chest lifted slightly as her hips pushed briefly in to the mattress.

"Angel," Cordelia whispered, her hips repeating them selves.

Angel, who had been steadily growing harder as he entered the room, felt himself twitch at the knowledge she was thinking of him while the scent of her arousal teased him.

Reaching a shaking hand out to her Angel drew his fingers ever so lightly down her back as she moaned at the pleasure of contact. While his fingers still continued down her spine Cordelia turned onto her back, the cover falling away. Angel's fingertips skimmed across her ribs to rest feather soft on her stomach as she revealed herself to him. He had to suck in his breath at the beauty before him.
"Angel," she whispered, her voice sleepy but filled with a delicious tone that made him bite his bottom lip.

Leaning in, Angel touched his lips to hers. She moaned softly before kissing him back, teasing his mouth, nipping lightly and sweeping her tongue across his bottom lip.

"Cordy," he groaned, deep in his throat. He couldn't believe she was making him act this way. He had never wanted anyone or anything more than this woman, this woman who made him nuts every single day. He couldn't count the times he wanted to slam his head off a brick wall after talking to her.

Their lips never losing contact Cordelia put her hands on his shoulders before twining them around his neck and pulling him on top of her, moaning when the silk of his shirt brushed her nipples, hard and tight because of him.

"Angel," she mumbled against his lips.

He moved completely onto her, letting most of the weight of his hard body cover her soft one. Her mouth finally broke away as her head fell back and her legs wrapped around him while a sound of pure pleasure escaped her throat as the fly of his leather pants rubbed up against her engorged clit.

"Ah, my . . . ah . . ."

The heavy, thick sound of ecstasy in her voice made Angel more aroused than ever before. Eager to please he began thrusting into her, as if trying to slip inside her even through the confines of the leather. The leather was driving her crazy, making her only think of what she felt and who was creating it.

"Angel, Angel, Angel, Angel, ANGEL!!!!!" Cordelia screamed at the top of her lungs.

They moved continuously as Angel rocked his hips, letting her ride the waves of her orgasm for as long as possible.

Finally, they stopped, Cordelia's head still laying on the pillow, her eyes tightly shut as her chest heaved for the air lost to the screams.

Angel watched her silence for long moments before stooping his head to kiss her throat, his tongue playing against her pulse and starting his trip downward.

Cordy's arms loosened as he continued his kissing, pausing to tease the hardened peaks of her nipples, his teeth scraping and nipping them as he sucked gently.

He slipped down again, licking the undersides of her breasts and her stomach, dipping his tongue into her belly button causing her to rise off the mattress and causing him to smile.

Finally he reached the place he ached to be. Pausing, he inhaled her, drinking in the heavy scent of her arousal. Clutching her hips and lowering his head his mouth covered her, his eyes rising to meet hers when his tongue reached out to taste the musky blend of her as she practically levitated off the bed. He pulled back, savoring the taste of her in his mouth like a fine wine.

Descending again he started to bathe her most sensitive part with his mouth caressing her as her legs moved to him, the soft skin of her inner thighs meeting his ears. Gliding his cold tongue across her hot surface, collecting the nectar and relishing her flavor as her fingers clutched his thick, perfect hair. Moving lower his tongue rhythmically alternated between moving in and out of her and tormenting her clit.

"Mmm, mmm, mmm. Angel, ah, Angel, oh, auh, so good, so good. Aaahhh, Angel!!!!!" Cordelia screamed again, desperately trying to bounce against his mouth.

Once again Angel tried his best to extend her orgasm as long as he could. It worked. Cordelia screamed his name like a chant over and over before finally slowing and collapsing on the bed.

"Wow," Cordelia breathed.

"I know what you mean," Angel said, smiling and sweeping his tongue on his face as far as he could, trying to collect every last bit of her.

Cordelia giggled as she saw his effort.

"Good to the last drop." He smiled, making his way up her body.

Their lips met and Cordy's hands went to his shirt, grasping it and pulling, the need to feel him bare was overwhelming. Sensing her frustration Angel stripped his shirt away leaving her damp, heated skin pressed to his, smooth and cool.

"Mmm, boots," Angel muttered against her mouth.

"Huh?" Cordelia asked.

"Gotta. Take. Boots. Off," Angel said slowly, his voice thick.

"Oh," Cordy said simply.

Angel moved to sit on the edge of the bed, breathing heavily for air he didn't need. Cordy crawled over to him on her hands and knees and sat behind him, her legs on either side . . . Angel noticed.

As she tightened her thighs on his hips Angel desperately tried to remember how he got the damn boots on in the first place. As Angel stared down blankly at the troublesome shoes Cordy's hands crept to the crotch of his pants, still sticky from earlier activities, slowly, she caressed him as Angel groaned and pressed into her hand.

"Angel," she teased before sighing a light breath in his ear then tracing the lobe with her tongue.

"Hmm?" he asked.

"Remember when I bought you those boots with the zipper on the inner side?" Cordy asked, already knowing his dilemma.

"Uh huh," Angel said.

"Well, you're wearing them, get the zipper down and pull the boots off, it's that easy." Cordelia smiled.

"Yep." He said nodding but he didn't move, reluctant to be separated from her attentive hand.

"Angel?"

"Ok, ok." Lifting his leg he grabbed his foot and after a few clumsy minutes he rid himself of his problem leaving his feet bare.

"Done." She smiled.

He turned to her and she scooted back on the bed, both on their knees, they faced each other. Cordy's nails scrapped down his smooth body until she met his pants. She eyed the huge bulge in his pants, she was a little nervous.

She hadn't done this in five years. Her first experience had been less than nice. She was fourteen and a senior football jock had singled her out at a party. She thought he was being nice by talking to her and when he took her to an upstairs bedroom she was still so naive as to think it was just to have a quiet conversation.

A half-hour later he had managed to convince her she was his girl, the excitement of the moment was overwhelming and that's when he moved in. Twenty minutes later she was climbing in bed with him as he told her how he would pick her up for the prom. It ended within forty-five seconds; he dropped her off and never spoke to her again.

Cordelia looked in to Angel's soft, caring eyes. Smiling, she moved closer, unbuttoning his pants. As she carefully pulled the zipper down Angel's long, thick penis came free.

"Wow." She smiled, a little shocked at how large he was. When she looked up she saw him smiling, and was instantly struck with a thought. Oh, no, I'm not letting that ego out.

"What?" he asked slyly.

"You are so into yourself!" Cordelia laughed.

"But my desire is to be into you." Angel grinned.

"Boy, you sure have gotten to be quip boy," she smiled.

She launched herself at him, twisting so that when they fell his head hit the pillow at the top of the bed. Leaning down she gave him a passionate kiss, tasting the recesses of his mouth before Angel broke away.

"I hate to be the downer but some help would be nice," Angel said, glancing down.

At first Cordelia looked confused but looking down she just started laughing. Angel's strong body lead down to a massive erection which, Cordelia learned, was extremely funny bobbing happily while black, leather pants around his knees restricted his movements so much he couldn't move one leg more than three inches before the other moved with it. The final thing that made it hilarious was the look of desperate, anxious, pain on his face.

"Aw, poor baby," Cordelia said.

Moving down his body Cordy tucked her fingers into his pants and pulled them off.

"Better?" she asked looking up at him from the bottom of the bed.

Not waiting for an answer she traveled up his body letting her hands run over his legs. She stopped, looking at him with a mischievous glint in her eye, lowering her head she slipped her tongue out of her mouth running a long, smooth line up the inside of his thigh causing him to shudder and grip the sheets. Smiling at his reaction she licked his other thigh.

"Cor . . . Cor, you gotta stop that. I got the vamp stability going for me but I really need to be inside of you right now." Smiling Cordy made her way up to kiss him again.

Together, they prepared themselves, Angel grasping her hips and Cordelia poising him at her entrance. As she sank down onto him they both let out a hiss of satisfaction although Cordy had to bite her lip, it had been a long time and the other guy was pathetically small in the first place so she wasn't exactly what you'd call open.

Angel had no idea she was so tight. The feeling surrounded him, warm and wet and unbearably silky, her muscles contracting around him.

Cordy adjusted to him perfectly, like they were made as one and separated later. Slowly she rose up, the feeling causing them both to want to scream, and they did. Angel's strong hands steadied her, pulling Cordelia up until the very tip of him remained in her before she let her legs go and plunged back on to him letting out another illicit scream.

Cordy moved up and down as fast as she could, undistinguishable sounds pouring from her throat while Angel gasped for breath he didn't need.

Flipping them over, Angel began thrusting into her, as Cordelia thanked whomever for the gift of vampiric speed and stamina. Her legs wrapped tight around his waist and they shouted in pure bliss as they came over the edge together.

Angel lay heavy on Cordelia, the feel of him delicious. Slowly he moved onto his side, slipping out of her, but keeping his hold so that she moved with him, curling up against him.

"Wow," Cordy said contently.

"Yep, big wow." Angel smiled. After a few moments Cordy gave a little sigh.

"What?" Angel asked, a grin still plastered on his face.

"I was just thinking . . . it wasn't so bad a day after all," she smiled.