Title: Where There's A Wall, There's A Way...
Author: Gabriella
Posted: 11-17-2003
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Rating: NC-17
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Content: C/A
Summary: No plot whatsoever. Just a hot, sweaty, noisy club and C/A against a wall.
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Disclaimer: The characters in the Angelverse were created by Joss Whedon & David Greenwalt. No infringement is intended, no profit is made.
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Notes: This story was written as a piece of random smut for Daisy who wanted "hot C/A sex in a dimly lit club". I wrote it in less than two hours, with a headache and a pissed off smut muse so it kinda sucks but what the hell - that's never stopped me before.
Feedback: Makes me smile like a big, goofy idiot.
Thanks/Dedication:The music blared loudly in her ears, pounding off the walls of the club and into the mass heap of jam-packed bodies, dancing, moving, and gyrating against each other. No space was left unfilled, men and women like sardines in a tin. Wispy strands of smoke rose from the dance floor, creating ambiguous patterns in the air.
The room was hot, stifling with the sweat that covered the bodies of its occupants and the heat they generated. Cordelia licked a bead of sweat from her lip, dancing within the circle of Angel’s arms, back against the wall, arms around his neck, their hips snugly encased together.
Bodies moved all around them as the beat pounded through the floor and along the walls, blackness encapsulating everything in an invisible blur, bright neon flashes the only light in the dark room. Cordelia couldn’t see a thing, all she could do was feel. Feel the unyielding strength of Angel’s chest against her own, the strong arms around her waist, the hot stare boring into her head, the hard evidence of his arousal against her cleft…
“This is *so* not the place to do this…” She whispered, her voice catching when cool fingers trailed along her leg, up, up, up, underneath the skirt that barely skimmed her thighs, tracing unintelligible patterns on her flawless skin.
“I know…” Angel murmured into her throat. “But I just can’t seem to keep my hands off you…”
Cordelia felt a shiver skitter down her spine and she sucked in a breath when Angel flicked his tongue out, dragging it over the hollow of her throat, her jaw, the shell of her ear. He lightly bit into the delicate skin of her earlobe, suckling at it, enjoying the moan that escaped her lips.
A breathy “Angel…” made it out of her mouth before it was devoured by him, soft, angular lips pulling at her own in order to get a response. His tongue traced the swell of her bottom lip before diving into her mouth and Angel closed his eyes at the taste that hit him, unexpectedly throwing him off balance. This happened every time he kissed her. Every time, he wasn’t ready for the feeling…
Tongues battled in a war for a control where neither would be the loser, hands grabbed at clothing and bunched it up into fists. Cordelia pulled away slightly and bit down on Angel’s bottom lip, eliciting a loud growl from the vampire. When she glanced at him, his eyes were yellow.
“You like playing with fire, little girl?” His voice, hoarse, deep and primal, sent hot tingles through her stomach and to her very core. Angel moved his fingers from where they rested on her thigh and slid them down her leg, curling them around the back of her knee and dragging her leg up around his waist. He moved closer, pinning her between the wall and his hard body, allowing his hand to skim the back of her thigh tenderly before moving back under her skirt again. “So burn.”
Cordy’s head fell back and her fingernails bit into the corded muscle of his shoulders as he pushed one finger deep inside her, pumping in, out, in, out… Her eyes turned towards the dark ceiling, neon lights flashing erratically in the distance. The music was loud, the beat thumping through her head as Angel circled her clit with his thumb. Her mouth went slack, forming a silent “O”, pleasure racing through her veins and settling in every cell in her body.
Angel trailed a line of wet kisses down her throat, nipping at her neck, her collarbone, the curve of her breast. He dragged his tongue over the fabric of her dress, wetting it, suckling a nipple through the material. Cordelia moaned loudly, the noise swallowed by the avid thump of the music and the moving bodies around them. Her back arched when Angel bit down lightly on the skin, bright lights flashing brilliantly behind her closed eyelids, the pleasure bubbling through her cells exploding when he pumped another finger inside her.
It took her a moment to come back down to earth, back down to Angel’s arms in the dark, hot room where she was pressed against a wall with barely enough room to move, and the music kept playing, ringing loudly in her ears. Her mind seemed to be sated but her body, god her body…it wanted more.
It hummed in anticipation of more to come, craving the contact of the man in front of her. Her thighs ached with want, her nipples were peaked and eager, straining through the thin red material of her dress. A warm flush covered her skin when she caught Angel’s eyes, caressing her body as his hands would, slow and hungry.
Sweat clung to the curve of her neck and her back was soaked with it but no part of her body was as wet as the luxury between her thighs. Angel’s eyes widened when she lunged forward, grabbing the front of his shirt and pulling him against her, palming his face with her hands and kissing him hard, leg creeping around his thigh and pulling his hips flush.
Hot, flush, wanting…the blood in Angel’s cold body warmed and began to burn him from the inside out, but it didn’t hurt, not even a little bit. It felt wonderful, the pleasure increasing as Cordy sneaked her hand between their closely pressed bodies and fiddled with his belt buckle, eyes lighting up when she managed to undo it.
Angel growled when her hand slipped down, down, down…curling around him, tight and warm. He placed both hands on the wall, either side of her head, gameface sliding on as Cordelia slowly, torturously traced her fingers along his cock, pumping him, nails dragging up and down and circling the soft sacs at the base.
“What’s the matter, baby?” Cordy grinned wickedly, flicking her tongue over his lips. “Can’t take the heat?” Her free hand unbuttoned the top half of his shirt, slipping in and warming his cold skin as she gently teased his nipple. She trailed a line of soft kisses across his jaw and down his neck, nipping and suckling at the smooth column of his throat, smiling against his skin when another loud growl escaped him.
“Cordelia - ”
“Hmm?” She murmured innocently, still trailing circles around his nipple, smirking when it began to harden beneath her fingertips, almost in sync to what was in her other hand. She leaned up, her voice mischievous, her breath hot in his ear. “Somebody’s eager.”
Angel growled again, pulling his hands away from the wall and grabbing her hips, hoisting her up against him and slamming her into the wall. Cordy pulled away from his neck, removing her hand from inside his shirt and lacing her arms around his neck. She ground down hard onto his lap and he nearly lost his footing. Angel placed one hand on the small of her back, holding her against him, controlling her movement.
She raked her nails down the side of his neck, smirking when he fumbled with the hem of her dress, sidetracked by the sudden jolt of pleasure that shot down his spine. She kissed his forehead, his eyes, his nose, his chin, trying to distract him. It didn’t work.
Angel snapped her panties like floss, pulling them away from her legs and yanking her closer to his burgeoning erection. He spread her legs wide, head snapping up to stare at her face. His hand reached up and cupped her cheek, kissing her once, twice, before she slid her hands down and grasped his ass firmly, pulling him impatiently closer into the v of her thighs.
Angel chuckled. “I’m the one who’s eager?”
“Shut up Deadboy.” Cordelia snapped, the sparkle in her eyes softening the bite in her voice. “You know you want it.”
“Yeah, I want it.” Angel said silkily, his voice low and seductive, sending a shiver through her. He placed his lips against her own, mouth open but unmoving. “But what do you want?”
“What do I want?” Cordelia whispered, her tongue darting out to flick over his upper lip. “I want…” She flexed her calf muscles, pressing herself so closely into the cradle of his hips that no one wouldn’t be able to tell where one ended and the other began. Her hands slid around from behind him and held his cock in a firm grasp, causing him to gasp.
“Hussy.”
Man-ho.”
Angel snorted, seconds before he pushed into her, palming her ass and pushing her against the wall. The music played heavily in the background as their bodies moved as one, up, down, up, down… Cordelia clutched at his shoulders as he thrust into her, his movements hot and fast, both of them desperate for friction, for taste, for contact with the other.
She pulled his mouth to hers, kissing him with all the fervor that ran through her body, her blood, her heart, grinding her hips down into his and raking her hands through the hair at the nape of his neck. Angel pressed her into the wall with every thrust, letting the heat and the passion and the love consume him as he held her in his arms, stroking her cheek, her back, anywhere he could reach.
“God!” He cried out, flinching in pleasure when she bit roughly into his neck, leaving a mark that would be there for the next couple of hours. She traced her tongue over the bite and warm tingles spread from his head to his toes.
Angel ran the back of his hand over her covered breast, playing the nipple between his fingers through the fabric. Cordy gasped, lurching forward, only to throw her head back when Angel thrust into her again, banging her clit with his undone belt buckle.
“You like that?” Angel whispered hotly into her throat.
“Ang…” Cordelia tried, her voice choking in her throat when Angel’s fingers circled her clit, his thumbnail scraping against it and causing those bright lights to ignite again behind her eyes. Sparks flew as his skilled fingers caused her body to melt at his touch, her legs shaking in pleasure, her nerves a quivering mess. One stroke, two, three, and her body was flying off the ground at furious speed, her head spinning, and when the high was over and she plummeted back down, Angel’s arms were there to break her fall.
She lifted her head, her tired hands sliding down Angel’s back and into his boxers, squeezing his ass. Angel bucked against her, causing a fresh wave of pleasure to race through her body. She dug her fingernails into his skin, glancing up at his gameface, yellow eyes glowing brilliantly in the darkness. Cordelia ran one hand down his cheek, caressing it with her thumb and leaning forward, her mouth once again warm against his cooler lips.
“Come for me Angel.” She whispered seductively, running the tip of her tongue over his upper lip, not protesting when he made a grab for it, sucking it into his mouth, careful not to cut her with his teeth. Purposefully, Cordelia nicked herself on his fangs, and Angel growled, tearing his mouth away from hers, his thrusts quickening, becoming more erratic in their pace as his face constricted in pure pleasure, faster and faster and faster until he growled out her name, shooting his cold seed deep inside her warm body.
“I love you.” He looked up at her, his voice hoarse, his eyes vulnerable, the face of a demon confessing to weakness.
Cordelia smiled softly, leaning her forehead against his. “I bet I love you more.” Her smile widened when he grinned at her, that special smile he reserved only for her.
Angel slowly pulled out from inside her, foreheads still pressed together as she buckled his belt for him, letting him hold her weight until she had the strength to stand on her own two feet. In the darkness, it was hard to find her footing and she held his hand, intertwining their fingers.
Angel glanced down at her once he’d zipped up his trousers and she’d brushed the dust of her dress. “You ready to go?”
Cordelia nodded. “Mm hmm.” She grinned as a thought hit her. “Well, at least I got you to come out once in a while. I never thought I’d see the day where *you’d* be in place like this.”
Angel smirked, his gameface sliding away. “Cor, if it’s like this each time you take me out, I won’t be so reluctant anymore.” Cordelia rolled her eyes and he chuckled, making his way through the crowd and pulling her along behind him.
Neither of them noticed the security camera directly above the spot where they’d been standing.
End.