Bonus

She never knows how he will take her in the dream. Sometimes he is Angel and he comes to her slowly, smoothing inside her, cool lips against her skin. Other times he is Angelus, rough, pounding into her hard, his true face glaring at her hungrily. Lilah prefers the demon. Each night as she drifts to sleep on her $300.00 sheets, she hopes it will be Angelus that comes to her, his cock ready and punishing. Her body convulses as the dream fucks her. HE is the only one who knows how she needs it.

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Lilah woke with a start, a familiar ache in her cunt. Panting she turned off the alarm clock. In spite of the cool air in her room, her nightgown was soaked with sweat. She peeled the flimsy material off and flung it to the floor. She opened her legs and dipped her fingers into the hot wetness between them, spreading a warm wave over her. Closing her eyes she leaned back against her pillows and tried to slip back into her dream.

~Angelus had come to her. He had crept up behind her impossibly silent and large, looming over her. “Li…lah…” he whispered and instantly she knew it was Angelus. “Close your eyes…,” starting to sweat, she obeyed and stood waiting. For an eternity only the sound of her ragged breathing filled the room.

Before she could sense any movement she felt herself being pushed roughly against the icy wall with such force she moaned out loud and opened her eyes. She felt her nipples harden as the wall’s coldness attacked her bare back making her tremble. He just smiled at her wickedly, his demon eyes liquid and glowing against his milky skin. He placed one hand over her mouth, cupping her chin, “Shh…” he whispered. Still holding her against the wall, he stepped back putting some space between them. “Have you been waiting for me,” he asked, his face shifting more human. With one of his knees he kicked her legs apart. Lilah shuddered as he leaned into her, inhaling her scent. “Hmmn...I think you have been…,” he whispered tracing her lip with one of his fingers and then slipping it into her mouth. With his other hand, he slowly dragged his nails up the inside of her thigh stopping right before the wetness she desperately wanted him to touch. “Tell me Lilah. Tell me you’re mine.” Lilah opened her mouth to speak as Angelus pressed his finger down into her mouth, scraping it against her bottom teeth. “Tell me what you want Lilah and I’ll give it to you”, he said pressing two fingers lightly against the outside of her cunt. “Tell me…” he said pressing just a little harder, the wetness seeping out of her onto his fingers. Lilah struggled to find her voice but only a strangled whimper escaped her lips. She felt his hand fall away from her as a strange light entered the room and Angelus was pulled away from her.~

Lilah’s eyes flew open. The morning sun had filled the room making her blink several times before she could focus on the clock on her nightstand. “Fuck”, she yelled jumping out of bed. She had a meeting in 30 minutes and just enough time to wash the smell of sex off her body. She would have to make herself cum later.

* * * *

As usual, whenever Lilah thought she knew about every area in Wolfram & Hart, she would find herself being introduced to a new wing or floor that she had never seen before. She had been summoned by Mr. Jennings, assistant to some new mysterious senior partner, who was leading her down some new corridor that she had never seen before. They finally reached the end of the hall and he led her into a large conference room. The room was oddly dim. A dark fog seemed to hover over the far side of the room giving Lilah the impression that it was alive somehow.

“Please Miss Morgan, relax. Every evaluation isn’t bad.” The voice seemed to be coming from the darkness on the other side of the room. “There are some perks to being an upper executive of Wolfram & Hart.”

Lilah shifted uncomfortably, “So is this supposed to be when I sign away my soul?”

A soft laughter filled the room. “Funny lady, let’s just say you haven’t quite reached that level of…um…commitment.” The figure attached to the voice stepped out of the unnatural shadows that filled half of the room. He looked quite normal to Lilah’s surprise. He appeared to be in his early sixties, quite short, with stark white hair. If not for his bizarre entrance, she would have thought he was human at first glance. But as she observed him closer, she noticed an oddness in his movements, as if he wasn’t accustomed to his body or any body at all.

“Milton Stewart” he said thrusting his hand forcefully towards her. “May I say I am quite pleased to meet you finally. I’ve had my eye on you for some time and I am happy to say that you have proven yourself to be exactly the element I like to see at Wolfram & Hart.”

Lilah eyed him suspiciously in spite of his non-threatening form. “What exactly do you do Mr. Stewart?”

He just smiled slowly, “Let’s just say, I oversee this region of operations.”

“This region? Ha, most of my projects are international…” she started before the realization hit her. “We’re talking about a much larger region aren’t we?”
“Miss Morgan”, he said in a way that made the air uncomfortable. “Please have a seat,” he gestured at the chair to her left. Held his hand open and a folder materialized in his hand. “Ah…your file. As you know, all of our associates are monitored very closely at Wolfram & Hart. After completing your evaluation, I must say you are progressing quite nicely.”

“Really?” Lilah just sat in her chair stunned silent. She was sure that after her most recent Angel debacle, that she was slated for execution.

“Well Miss Morgan, when evaluating an associate’s progress we examine their progress in several areas, not just external performance. It takes a certain caliber of person to be successful at Wolfram & Hart.”

“So then what you’re saying is that I am evil enough to be an asset to the firm.”

“To put it bluntly, yes. Your soul has the potential for some real darkness which is…”

“Exactly the element, that you want at Wolfram & Hart, I get it.”

“Good I am glad. Now to your bonus. As an associate at your level, you are allocated one session with Shaman Am Lokno Aron upon completion of a satisfactory evaluation. Like I said Miss Morgan, there a perks. You are allowed one wish; the conditions are temporary, 24 hours, no longer. You only get one so put whatever you want in the front of your mind, Am Lokno Aron is a breed of non-verbal communicators, he can only read your thoughts. You have five minutes, think of what you most desire and enjoy. Keep up the good work, Miss Morgan I can see you doing wonderful things”

With that he rose and disappeared slowly back into the shadows which abruptly vanished.


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Lilah found herself sitting alone in the conference room. Leave it to Wolfram & Hart to find yet another way into her mind. She knew she had to choose carefully, but five minutes was hardly enough time to prepare. Without turning around she became aware of a sudden presence in the room and then it was gone.

Suddenly the room went pitch black.



Lilah knew, the instant that the room went dark, what wish had been granted. She had tried to put him out of her mind but it was so hard to trick the telepathic demons. She knew he was there, silent and stealthy as always. A dim light started to fill the room and she saw that she was no longer in the conference room. This room was all stone and now she was standing. Lilah could hear the sound of her own breath filling the dark room.

“Lilah…” he whispered against her neck. “How have you been?” His words went through her like electricity, making her shudder violently.

“I’ll be waiting for you at home” he whispered and then vanished.