No Way Out

TITLE: No Way Out
AUTHOR: Angel
EMAIL ADDRESS: angelstarrz@earthlink.net
DISTRIBUTION: Anywhere with my permission
RATING: NC-17
DISCLAIMER: These characters aren't mine, they're Joss Whedon, Warner
Brothers, Twentieth Century Fox, Mutant Enemy, Sandollar, and Kuzui
Productions.
FEEDBACK: Do I have to beg? Ok, I am begging. Pleading. Please say
anything.
SUMMARY/SPOILER: I posted this under BtVS, not Angel, because it takes place before Angel came back from Hell. What really happened to him when he closed Acathala and was sucked into hell...

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Angel woke up with a dizzy feeling. He stood up and glanced around. He
thought to himself *Where am I?*

The room was almost completely dark. Angel could make out some fuzzy
shapes, but mostly it was dark. In there was a silence that he did NOT
like at all.

"Hello?"

Angel called out and heard his voice bounce off the walls. A small
shiver ran up his spine. He had NEVER been scared in his whole life that
he could remember, but he was scared now.

Suddenly, he felt a cold palm rest upon his shoulders. On the breeze
was a small voice, barely audible, almost above a whisper.

"I am glad you are awake Angel. I almost thought you wouldn't wake
up. "

Angel turned and saw Drusilla. She stood before him, wearing a red
silk dress, her long dark hair cascading down her shoulders. Her eyes
seemed to glimmer in the dark. Slowly she approached him, walking around
him in a small circle, taking in his appearance.

Angel stood, looking at Drusilla. His clothes were tattered and there
was a hole in his shirt at the sleeve. His hair was a mess and he looked
very tired.

Drusilla walked up closer to him, giggling.

"My dear Angel, you look like hell."

Suddenly, Angel remembered everything. He remembered losing his soul.
He remembered all the terrible things he had done, getting his soul back,
and then Buffy slamming a sword into him to close the mouth of hell.

To feel her lips on his mouth was almost too much to bare. Slowly,
tears started to fill his eyes. And poor Jenny... He shook his head
sadly.

Drusilla leaned closer, purring in Angel's ear.

"Aww, Angel. Are you having a flashback?"

"Why am I here?

Drusilla paced back and forth, thinking about his question. How would
she phrase it? Slowly, she decided upon her answer.

"Angel, pet. I am here to take you from this wretched place of hell
and back into Sunnydale where Spike and I wait with open arms."

Angel glanced up at her suspiciously.

"I want nothing to do with you or Spike."

Dru started to pout.

"Aw. You have your soul back don't you. Well, I will still help you. "

Angel blinked. He couldn't believe his ears.

"Wha..."

Drusilla raised her hand quickly and wagged a finger in front of his
face.

"Uh uh. Miss Edith and I have decided for me to help you, you must do
something for me first. "

Angel growled. This Edith crap was wearing thin real fast.

"And what would I have to do?"

Drusilla stepped up to him in two strides and grabbed his crotch
quickly, squeezing with some force. Angel tried not to groan, but
couldn't help it and moaned slightly.

Drusilla smiled and ran her fingers up and down the length of him
through his pants.

"Give me what you want and I'll help you."

Angel looked down at her.

"And if I don't do what you want?"

Drusilla laughed.

"Then you get to spend an eternity in hell, all alone."

Drusilla turned and started to walk away.

Angelus sighed and frowned.

"I'll do it."

Drusilla turned and ran at him, slamming him up against a wall,
grinding her hips against his. Kissing him fiercely, she forced open his
mouth, her tongue fighting with his for control. Her hands ran all over
his body as she pulled his shirt from his pants, throwing it on the
floor. Pressing herself against him, she could feel his manhood growing.


Angel kissed her back, ripping her dress from her shoulders and cupping
her breasts with mild force. Angel couldn't help remembering being with
her when he sired her. Her blood tasted so good the first time. Moving
closer, her nuzzled her neck, sucking hungrily at her earlobe before
returning to her mouth.

Moving lower, Dru unzipped his pants with her teeth, pulling his pants
down to his ankles and then taking them off of him. Taking him full in
her mouth, she began to suck hungrily at him, her teeth gently grazing
his skin as her tongue licked the underside. Angel couldn't help
himself, groaning and bucking himself into her mouth. Drusilla smiled
and sucked harder till he was just about to climax, then slowly pulled
her mouth off of him.

Angel's eyes flew open with anger and resistance. Quickly Angel
pushed Dru against the opposite wall, slamming himself full into her.
Wrapping her legs tightly around his waist, she matched his every thrust
with a thrust of her own, bucking her hips against his.

Dru moaned loudly as a wave of pleasure washed over her, rippling
through her body. Angel screamed as he felt her muscles tighten around
him and climaxed, pleasure running all through his body.

Angel sighed and slumped to the ground as Drusilla smiles and slowly
stretched her arms over her head. Angel stood up and started to get
dressed.

"So, do we go back to Sunnydale now?"

Drusilla turned to him, suddenly dressed in her gown, chuckling.

"When did I mention I would take you back to Sunnydale?"

Angel blinked.

"But you said you would help me."

Drusilla smiled.

"And I did. I helped relieve your tension."

With that Drusilla disappeared.