WITHOUT MORALS (3/?)
 

                Willow glanced at the clock wondering where the hell the guys were. It
                had been two hours since they had left. She knew they had said dawn, but
                she had assumed they'd be back shortly.
 

                "Where are they?" She asked.
 

                "Knowing them? Probably shacked up in some room renewing their
                acquaintance."
 

                "No...not behind our backs like that..."
 

                Cordelia looked at her, arching a brow. "Please, this is Angel and Spike
                we're talking about...."
 

                "Probably the No Tell Motel." Willow said, thinking about it. "Damn, I
                wanted to watch."
 

                Cordelia had to laugh, "What happened to that shy little thing i use to
                know?"
 

                "I'm still shy" Willow said defensively, "I just admit to my desires
                now. Hell, I'm young. What harm is there in trying things I fantasize
                about?"
 

                "You really believe that?" Cordelia asked, her eyes on the girl.
 

                "Yep. Used to not. But, now. Fuck it. If it feels good, who cares? As
                long as no one is hurt....."
 

                "So, you think everyone should just give into their desires? Do whatever
                feels good?" Cordelia said, her voice disbelieving.
 

                "Damn tootin" Willow said, "Well, not everyone. I mean, you have to know
                what limits to set...."
 

                "Limits?" Cordelia asked.
 

                "Definitely. Should always have limits" Willow's words were caught by
                soft lips. Startled, she pulled back, her eyes wide. "What was that?"
 

                Cordelia smiled slightly, "A kiss I think. Me, giving in to those
                desires?"
 

                "Delia?" Willow said her name questioningly.
 

                "I want you, Wills. I want to hear you scream my name when you cum."
                Cordelia spoke softly, the words spilling from her mouth. She gently
                brushed a lock of hair from Willow's face, "I want to taste you....may I
                kiss you again?"
 

                Willow found herself mesmerized by her friend's mouth. She'd never
                noticed it before. "Yes" she said softly.
 

                Cordelia moved quickly, her lips pressing against Willow's. She didn't
                know when this attraction had begun, but she was ready to see where it
                took them.

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