Research

This story takes place during Angel season 3 after "Waiting in the Wings". For a little while I really wanted Angel and Cordy to get together.
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“Hey there,” she said.

“Cordelia…but, what…” Angel stammered. He was more than a little surprised to see her there. After all it was one in the morning and had just spent the better part of the night running around with that cartoon character Gru so that she could get some. She was the last person he expected to see in his bedroom, and then there was the outfit.

In the darkness he could make out lacy, black material molded over her body so tightly that it was nearly sheer over her olive skin. She took a step toward him revealing the thigh high black stockings through the high slits on both sides. As she continued slowly striding towards him, the slinky material clung to every curve. Angel was speechless and suddenly very aware that he was naked under the burgundy satin sheets that covered his bed.

“Um…Cordy is everything okay” he finally managed after clearing his throat several times. Nodding her head she smiled, her perfect teeth glowing in the blue moonlight of his room.

“Everything is fine, better than fine. In fact things are better then they have been for a long time. I’ve just realized how stupid I’ve been.” It was then that he noticed the vial she held in her hand. “You see I did a little checking and it turns out I’m not the only one with a circumstance that can be protected by this potion.”

Out of sheer disbelief, it actually took Angel several seconds to put together what she was saying and what she was apparently intending. Then after a minute he just smiled sadly and laughed to himself.

“So what is this some new trick, you’re not Cordelia”, he said rising despite the beginnings of a hefty erection hidden under the sheet he wrapped around his waist. She moved closer to him and her scent washed over him. It was Cordelia! A very aroused Cordelia. She stood almost touching him, her quickened breath warm against his bare chest.

“Angel, this is our chance, it’s perfectly safe. One swallow and we can finish…what happened at the ballet. ” Angel’s mouth fell open and he panted nervously, only from habit, as he had no breath. THE BALLET… Angel had been trying to block out the feeling of her warm breasts under his hands and the heat of her wetness as he plunged his fingers inside her. So she remembered it too. They had both claimed amnesia. Even days later he could smell her scent on his fingers. Now that same scent filled his room and it intoxicated him. She opened the vial and drank from it before offering it to him. He took the vial from her, the thick, blue liquid inside seemed iridescent and alive. He considered it for a moment before taking a swallow and dropping it on the floor. The liquid was thick and hot but tasteless. As soon as he swallowed every hint of it was gone.

Cupping the back of her head, he pulled her to him, crushing every inch her body against him. In the darkness their lips met. They kissed feverishly, tasting every part of each other. It had been so long since either of them had felt this free. Cordelia’s head fell back as Angel kissed down her chin, pausing briefly on her neck, tasting her racing pulse. He only contemplated there for a moment feeling his cock swell painfully, before his tongue and cool lips continued down her chest.

“Ohhh….God…Angel…”, she moaned, as he cupped her breasts fully with each hand and licked the hot damp crevice between them. Her nipples were hard and aching against his palms as he kneaded her flesh through the scratchy fiber. He pulled away the lacy material exposing her full mounds. Kneeling in front of her, he cupped one breast with his hand and used his tongue to trace the tiny triangle of white skin that had always been covered by even the skimpiest of Cordy’s bathing suits. He took one taut brown nipple into his mouth, feeling it grow even harder in his cold mouth. He sucked on the stiff little nub in his mouth, feeling it pulse and swell under his attention as Cordelia panted, clenching fistfuls of his hair.

He was so intense. Cordelia never imagined it could be this intense. Well she had imagined, but she couldn’t believe the force at which he sucked on her nipple, his mouth was like a vacuum. She could barely breathe; every ragged gasp she took was forced back out of her mouth with a whimper. She could feel her cunt tightening, the liquid seeping from her. Her hands involuntarily clutched at the dark head at her chest, stroking his hair.

He switched to the other nipple giving it the same treatment. He relished the feel and taste of her skin, she felt so hot and alive. Still kneeling he lifted her off her feet and laid her down on his bed. He slid effortlessly above her resting his weight on his elbows and knees, straddling her legs with his head above her middle. Returning where he left off, he continued his path down her flat stomach. He inched her nightgown lower and lower teasing the sensitive flesh below her navel. “Cordelia…your skin is so warm…” whispered quietly. Her body had begun to shake slightly in anticipation, a light sheen of perspiration covering her skin. Angel finally slid the nightgown down the remaining part of her body leaving her stretched below him wearing only her panties, stocking and shoes. “So beautiful” he murmured quietly. Sitting back on his knees, Angel lifted her long trim legs one at time unfastening each shoe and letting it drop to the floor.

Cordelia watched him under hooded eyelids as he slowly slipped the black fishnet stocking from each leg. He was so controlled, every touch was so teasing. It was almost too much sensation. She desperately wanted to feel him inside her but his gentle torment of her flesh was so delicious. She watched him lift one of her legs in the air, bending it slightly at the knee. He pressed his lips against the smooth skin of her calf and then slowly continued up to her knee. Concentrating on the sensation of his lips approaching her upper thigh, she let her eyes roam freely over the even lines of his body silhouetted by the moonlight. As he bent over her she could see the outline of his engorged cock jutting from his stomach, seeming impossibly long and thick. The sight of it made her shudder.

Angel’s lips traveled the full length of Cordelia’s thigh, stopping just at her panties. He had been struggling to maintain control of himself this whole time wanting to savor every second of his chance with her. Now he was confronted with the part of her that his body had desired so strongly for so long, separated only by the lacy black thong. He nudged open her legs as he stretched the length of his own body flat against the bed so that he was lying between her legs. He pressed his face against her soaked crotch inhaling her musky scent. Opening his mouth he licked the material. The sound that came out of her sent tremors though his entire body. Her hips twitched beneath him. She was pressing her mound against him and he could feel her clit swollen and thrusting against his mouth. He ground himself flat on the bed. He felt his cock hard and pulsing painfully against his stomach, reminding him of his own needed release but he was so enthralled with flesh and blood of her. He desperately wanted to taste her.

Angel slipped her panties off in one fluid motion. The sight of her caused him to moan out loud. He spread her open slowly brushing his lips over the dark downy curls covering her outer lips, avoiding the slick pink flesh pouting out between them. Lifting her closer, he drank in her thick scent, spreading her wetness over his own lips. He sensed that she wouldn’t be able to take much more of this treatment without release. He spread her legs wider so he could see her, pink hole, glistening with her wet sticky arousal, her clit pink and distended. With long deliberate strokes he plunged his tongue inside her feeling her walls clench tightly around him. Her hips began to shake so wildly that he couldn’t keep his tongue inside her. Stopping, he replaced his tongue with two fingers. Keeping them motionless inside her, he went to work on her inflamed clit. With his tongue he lapped at the sides of the swollen bundle of pink flesh. He applied pressure to it lightly, laying his tongue against it, feeling her pulse. Angel slowly sucked her clit completely into his mouth, opening his mouth over her entire mound.

Cordelia was on the brink of blacking out. The only sensation she could feel was Angel’s relentless tongue on her clit. She was panting and grunting shamelessly, riding his tongue. It was beyond good. She had completely loss all awareness of her surroundings; she could even hear her own screaming somewhere far away. Everything was faded; the only thing that was clear to her was the searing pleasure radiating from Angel’s tongue against her. She reached down to him, stroking his face as he sucked her hungrily, the first wave of her orgasm hitting her hard. He continued to stroke her with his tongue until the last spasm shook through her leaving her limp.


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Angel watched her sleep soundly for nearly an hour. Cordelia woke slowly; very conscious of Angel’s large body spooned tightly against her. Before she opened her eyes, he knew she was awake.

“Okay?” he asked.

“Hmmn…” was all she could manage.

“You want to translate that?” he said laughing softly.

“Well I would if I knew what it meant. I’m still a little out of it. God Angel…that was…” she started. “Actually, I don’t know if there is a word for what that was” she finally decided, turning onto her back and looking up at him. With his hand, he began tracing little designs on her stomach. His fingers slowly made their way back up her torso until they were tickling the deep crevice between her breasts. He bent slowly and kissed her skin lightly, sending a wave of desire through her. As he pressed himself against her she could feel his cock thickening against her thigh.

Cordelia pulled herself up positioning her body above him. She yanked down the sheet exposing him fully to her.

She attacked him hungrily, exploring every inch of him that she could get to. His skin looked magical, pale and glowing against the dark sheets. She brushed her lips against his neck and shoulders, working towards his chest. She straddled his waist bending over him kissing and biting at his broad chest. Closing her teeth over one of his nipples, she felt it spring to life. She feverishly suckled making him moan aloud.

Angel was dizzy with desire for her. His mouth was opening and closing, unintelligible sounds coming out. He didn’t remember anything ever being this good. Her hot mouth on his flesh was so sweet that it was excruciating. He couldn’t even think. All he could feel and think about was her heat and needing to be inside her somehow. His cock was throbbing so insistently it almost made a sound pounding inside him. She worked her way down his body until she reached his engorged member. The weight of her stare just increased his arousal.

He watched spellbound as she wrapped her hands tightly around his enflamed flesh, dipping her tongue into the sticky fluid covering the tip. She slowly dragged her tongue down its full length, making Angel gasp when she reached the base. After lingering there for a few seconds, she worked the entire throbbing surface wetting it with her tongue and blowing on it lightly.

Every muscle in Angel’s body was numb. His entire body had become cock. He had never felt anything as sweet and warm as the inside of her mouth. He couldn’t hold back any longer.

Gripping Cordelia by her shoulders, he pulled her back up to him. He kissed her red, swollen lips as he turned them so he was above her. As he plunged his tongue inside her mouth, he felt her legs opening and her hips positioning beneath him. Sitting up and leaning back on his folded legs, he pulled her body to him pressing the head of his enormous cock against her opening.

“Angel…” she groaned, briefly finding her voice as he plunged deep inside her. It was almost too much for him. He stayed still, inside her for a moment before beginning to thrust in and out, her scorching heat enveloping him. There wasn’t a word to describe the sensation he was feeling. She was so tight and unbelievably hot inside. He looked down at her naked body, reaching to squeeze her nipples as he drove into her. Her hips began to buck against him as she contracted around him even tighter. He could feel his release building and at that moment he wanted nothing more that to empty his seed inside of her.

Cordelia was about to explode. She looked at him hulking above her, his muscles strained and taut, he was beautiful. His cock was enormous and throbbing inside her unlike anything she had ever felt before, pulling and stretching her unforgivably. He was going to fuck her within an inch of her life and she wanted it, pounding into her. She was so close, her orgasm teasing, making her tremble violently as Angel went stiff against her, his face shifting. She felt herself explode, the spasms washing over her as Angel emptied inside her and fell over her limp. She could feel his face still demon and bumpy against her cheek. Her heart was pounding loudly against her chest. She closed her eyes, dizzy and spent, and concentrated on the feel of his cock still twitching inside her.

She felt him nuzzle her neck, opening his mouth just slightly and pressing his tongue against her pulse. The sensation sent a minor quake through her, making her whole body shake. For a second his teeth pressed against her and she wanted it so badly she considered offering herself. Before she could speak, she felt his face return to normal, lips brushing against the base of her chin lightly.

“Cordy” he asked the next morning. “I just have one question.”

“Sure.”

“How did you know for sure that the potion would work?”

“Duh, I checked the label. What, you think that Wesley is the only one capable of doing any research?”