Title: Remembering You
Author: Sara
Email: Iris1013@aol.com


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"So, how does the mature plan go? You call me, I call you? What?" Cordelia asked, fiddling with the teapot, wondering how she was going to be able to walk out of this room without jumping him.

Angel sighed, staring morosely at the table, wondering how he was able to hold himself back from grabbing her and kissing the living daylights out of her.

"We stay in touch," he finally said, almost desperately as he jumped up, moving to stand next to her, watching her fiddling with the teapot. He suddenly realized what he'd said. "Just not,"

"Literally. Funny," Cordelia replied, looking hesitantly at him before slipping past him, knowing she had to leave before she did something they'd both regret in the morning. She sighed, feeling everything inside her at war with her better judgment. Better make this quick and as painless as possible. "Okay, I'd better,"

"Right," Angel quickly said, clenching his hands into fists as he felt her brush by him. "Remove the temptation," he finished quickly, able only to breathe the unique scent of his seer. It surrounded him, wrapping him in her spell, inciting his desire to levels he'd never known before.

He'd never wanted anyone this badly in his entire long life. His body was tense and poised on the edge of a major explosion. He wanted to unleash that passion on the woman standing in front of him, obviously struggling just as hard to deny those same feelings.

"So, we'll talk soon," Cordelia managed, hoping her voice sounded strong as she reached for his hand, intending to squeeze it gently then leave.

Wrong move.

As soon as she felt her skin touch his, an electric current shot up her arm. Her eyes locked on his as she felt him gently grasp her wrist, staring at her with desire in his eyes.

Angel knew he'd lost all hope of sanity when he felt her warm skin touch his. The sexual tension was at peak levels and he knew they were both helpless to resist.

He couldn't even remember why they had in the first place.

He slowly turned his palm upwards, grasping her wrist lightly in his hand. Before he was aware of his actions, he found himself pulling her closer, slipping that arm around her waist and bringing her body roughly against his.

Cordelia felt her world spin on its axis as she reached up and gave in to her desire, pulling his lips down to her body against his.

Cordelia needed to feel his skin on hers. Without thinking, she grabbed the loose neck of his shirt and pulled as hard as she could, hearing him growl as the material split down the center. Without moving his body from hers, Angel somehow managed to pull the shirt off, groaning as Cordelia's small hands began running over his chest, stopping to pull and tug at his small male nipples.

His hands made quick work of her shirt, ripping it over her head and baring her to him. She cried out as his mouth closed over a breast, teeth and tongue bringing her nipple to a stiff, aching point. She raked her nails down his chest in response to the sensation, earning a growl she could feel reverberating against her chest.

She moaned as she felt his cock press hard against her center as his mouth devoured her breasts. Each move pressed her harder against the table but she didn't care. The slight discomfort was the last thing on her mind as she let him ravish her, his scent enveloping her and taking her even higher.

Angel knew he had to have her. Here and now. They'd waited too long already.

He moved one hand down to her waist and unbuttoned her fly, pulling her zipper down and pushing the jeans over her thighs and down her legs. She helped him by kicking them off rewarding him with a sharp cry of his name as he pressed himself against her heated center.

She was moaning constantly as his lips continued to torment her breasts as he slipped two fingers inside her, stroking and curling them inside her as she clenched her muscles around him.

She needed to feel him. Her hands managed to find their way between them, and within seconds had his fly undone and unzipped, his jeans also kicked to the floor. She smiled as she heard his growl as she took him in hand, stroking his hard, cool flesh in long rhythmic strokes.

Angel was nearing the breaking point, knowing he needed to be inside her, needed her like he'd never needed anyone before.

With a low growl, he withdrew his fingers from her center and positioned his cock against her. He looked deep into her eyes, making sure she wanted this as much as he did. Her moan was the only answer he needed.

With a feral cry he thrust into her, feeling her tighten around him and cry out his name at the force of his entry. For just a moment he stopped, looking down at the rapture written across her face as she let her body adjust to his sheer size.

He growled as he saw a smile cross her face and she arched high and hard against him.

From then on, they both lost control. Angel slammed into her again and again, feeling the table shake with the force of his thrusts and her active response. She felt so hot and tight, muscles pulling him deeper into her body, milking him for all he was worth.

Cordelia couldn't believe the sensations shooting through her body as he pounded into her again and again. Each thrust drove her hard against the table, but she didn't care.

She moaned as she felt herself nearing the edge, feeling his thrusts grow more powerful as he moved with her, his mouth continuing to tug and pull at her breasts, driving her to near distraction.

The sudden crack as the table's leg gave out sent them both crashing to the floor.

For a moment, they stared at each other, bodies entwined, on the brink of ecstasy.

Angel knew he'd regret not moving this to the bed, but he couldn't wait that long. He needed her here and now, on the kitchen floor.

Feeling her tighten around him, he began to move again, thrusting harder against her, feeling his body nearing the edge. The scent of her blood filled his senses as he felt her climax approaching. He felt the vampire take over noticing it didn't phase Cordelia but instead turned her on.

Cordelia moaned as she watched him vamp out knowing he could sense her excitement and the heat of her blood. She wanted nothing more than to give him that as he sent them both into ecstasy.

His sudden thrust sent her spiraling over the edge screaming his name as she yanked his head to her neck, crying out again as his fangs punctured her flesh.

Angel felt his entire world explode as Cordelia's inner muscles clamped down hard on his cock, taking him with her as she flew over the edge. He growled as he heard her scream his name, then felt her hands pulling him to the sweet flesh of her neck.

Without a moment's hesitation, he sank his fangs into her skin, reveling in the rich bittersweet taste as her blood flowed down his throat as his body emptied itself into her.

He shuddered at the perfect contentment he felt as he slowly withdrew his teeth, licking the wounds gently until they stopped bleeding.

He watched as her body shuddered several more times, then slowly settled back down to earth.

Cordelia knew she'd never experienced such perfect bliss in her entire life.

And it was all because of Angel.

She knew she'd never look at this kitchen the same way again.

She finally dragged her eyes open, seeing Angel smiling up at her from where his head rested against her breasts.

"You okay? I know that was a bit rough," he said almost sheepishly, looking deep into her eyes to see if she had any regrets.

"I liked it," she replied softly, smiling down at him, seeing the relief and joy fill his dark eyes.

"Good, then how 'bout we move this to a more comfortable location," he whispered, rising and pulling her up with him, wrapping her in his arms and lifting her off her feet, carrying her into the bedroom.

Cordelia looked back at the broken table and the dishes scattered all over the floor and smiled.

The smile widened as Angel set her down on the bed, then covered her body with his.

As he began to trail kisses along her neck she caught a glimpse of something shining from the half open door of his closet.

"What is it?" Angel asked, sensing her distraction.

Cordelia smiled.

"Just imagining the possibilities, you still have those chains around?" she asked, trying for an innocent expression.

Angel just smiled as he leaned over to kiss her.

The End