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[wesley_pryce]

I entered the lobby of the hotel and brushed off the dust from my coat. My shoes made soft tapping noises over the stone floor as I walked. It smelled brown and dusty and it stained my hands. I looked at them and sighed

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[bitchof_theyear]

Can we say nice huge hotel. Oh yea you know what I’m talking about. Don’t get wrong I loved the old place, had a lot of memories, especially of him, Doyle. But now we had this huge hotel all to ourselves. How much fun could that be. Wish Doyle could’ve seen this place. Speaking of Doyle he left with these damn visions. Got another one today with a nest of vampires so off we went helping the helpless. And let me tell you never wear designer clothes when going to a vampire nest.

I glance down at my outfit which was now covered in that icky vampire dust. Wesley went straight in the office for god only knows what reason and Angel well, he headed upstairs. Seems he had something on his mind. Then I heard a voice, sounded like Wesley was talking to someone?

I charged into the room that Wesley was in to see him sitting at the desk “Ok, Wesley what’s going on” I said glancing around the room. To my surprise there was no one in there. Ok either I was going crazy or Wesley was going crazy, had to be Wesley. “Did I just hear you talking to someone?” I gave him a questioning look.

[wesley_pryce]

I had my shoes up on the desk. I leaned my back against it's back rest. I groaned and loosened my collar.

It had been a rough day and now I had a chance to sit in the office in the hotel here, close my eyes, and attempt to relax by solving intellectual puzzles. Such as what actually happened to the VI'th Legion?

I heard the sound of her feet as she entered the room first. I opened my eyes a small fraction. It was her.

I gazed over her form and slowly my eyes travelled up to her own and gazed into them curiously. "Why yes, you did hear me talking." I said slowly moving my feet back to the floor. My voice was warm and my eyes twinkled with repressed humor.

The corners of my lips moved outward into a smile. I teased her. "Dennis here was keeping me company while you were away."

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There's Something About Wesley

[bitchof_theyear]

Just typical of him to start teasing me. I rolled my eyes at his line about Dennis being here. Like he would actually be here of all places. He only kept to our apartment. I must admit though it he looked good sitting there with that goofy smile on his face. Of course that’s something I would never admit, I mean come on now that was Wesley sitting there. Yep, same old Wesley that I knew from before. Well, at least he’s a big scardy cat anymore.

“How about it Wesley? How are you liking this place” I really didn’t know what to talk to him about. At least not at this moment, and I sure didn’t want him to get into one of his up tight British I know everything modes. I mean really enough can be enough. We got the picture he was smart and knew stuff about demons but sometimes you just didn’t want to hear it. Maybe I could take him out with me. Maybe get him to have some fun and live his life some more.

“Wesley” I said in a uppity voice. “I have such a great idea” a huge smile spread across my lips “How about you and I go shopping. We could have so much fun” I started to bounce a bit. And of course he gave me one of those looks. Ok ok, maybe shopping wasn’t the best idea for him but you have to start somewhere right?

[wesley_pryce]

Ah yes. Cordelia and one of her shopping sprees. I mean really. Just how many times did you need to something before you confronted that lame inferiority complex that one attempted to mask with lots and lots of personality and new clothing? Of course she was looking at me as if us going shopping was perfectly normal. It was a start however.

"A. Shopping. Excellent. Yes. Good." I said briskly and rose to my feet and gathered a coat from near the door. It rustled in my arms as I laid it over the forearm of my right arm. I smiled to you. Charmingly. "There have been some potions that I have had my eye on in Chinatown and I have just been putting it off. Very good of you to remind me."

I smiled to you goofily, with nary a trace of brooding inside of me. "Then again, such things might be just a little too much for-" I brought up my fingers- "Wesley Wyndam Pryce..." I began to slowly walk around in circles waving my hands left and right as if fighting a evil. "Ooh. Look at me. Gypsy curse. No perfect moment of happiness... must.. not.. give in.. to the urge... to.. shop!"

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Time To Have Fun

[bitchof_theyear]

"A. Shopping. Excellent. Yes. Good."

“Yes, shopping good. Very good for man and woman” I said in a slightly mocking voice. I watched as he rose to his feet and grabbed his coat.

"There have been some potions that I have had my eye on in Chinatown and I have just been putting it off. Very good of you to remind me."

“Wesley” I sighed “We aren’t going shopping for potions, this isn’t business time. We are going shopping to have some fun, to forget about all this business. You need to learn how to enjoy life sometimes, have some fun. There’s more to life then fighting evil.” Then again for him that was his life, never pictured him having much of a life outside of this. I on the other hand used to be ms social queen of the world. But then I ended up here somehow. Don’t even get out much like I used to, and truthfully I really didn’t have any friends anymore. Besides Wesley and Mr. Brooder himself. Yep stuck with a British former watcher who doesn’t know the meaning of fun besides that in a book and a vampire with a soul. Who would’ve imagined, Cordelia Chase.

"Then again, such things might be just a little too much for- Wesley Wyndam Pryce...Ooh. Look at me. Gypsy curse. No perfect moment of happiness... must.. not.. give in.. to the urge... to.. shop!"

I couldn’t help but laugh a bit. I mean he did look so ridiculously lame right there, but there was something else that made me smile. Something in the way he acted, something almost cute about it. Ok, hold that thought. Was I just thinking that Wesley looked cute. Ok maybe I did before but that was before I was trying to get Xander jealous and I’m so over that stage. Still I couldn’t help but smile at him.

Quickly I tired to make my smile go away before he would noticed and grabbed hold of his hand “Ok Mr. Broody pants lets go” I dragged him out of the office and towards the door.

[wesley_pryce]

There was suddenly a dragging sensation. A hand holding dragging sensation. There was also movement. Did I mention the hand holding sensation? My warm hand grasped her own. The edge of my palm brushed over her hand. My fingers were so large compared to her own. I was afraid. Afraid we'd get to the store and a scene would happen. A scene involving cardigans and new clothing for Wesley and I would be embaressed and she would leave.

Fighting evil was much more relaxing a thought then... shopping. My coat continued to be over my arm as we walked out of the hotel and into Los Angeles. My senses were assailed by the distant noises of sirens and the scent of Cordelia. I could smell the gasoline fumes and the lack of clean air. Yes, this was L.A. alright.

I breathed in deeply and looked over to her. She was certainly pressing the issue of shopping. Perhaps something had come up in her life in which she wanted to use this as a bridge to 'share' with me. Perhaps it might even have something to do with a artifact!

Well, if it was a rare antiquity of course I would be most interested. I gently touched my collar with one hand and brushed my thumb over the side of her hand with my other. I had kept Cordelia for so long in the sibling category that holding hands with her felt positively fraternal.

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What Is He Thinking?

[bitchof_theyear]

I dragged him all the way out into the streets of LA and towards some local shops. I was so into the moment that I hadn’t realized I was still holding his hand. Strange the way there was a sort of comfort there. OK once again what’s with these thoughts I’m having. I have to remember this is Wesley here we are thinking about. Nothing more then yea just Wesley. Ok shut up Cordy and get with the shopping.

I flashed him a huge smile as I looked into the window of a store. There was a managing dressed in a light pink skirt. It was so pretty looking but I knew the price had to be a fortune. To think I used to be able to afford something like that. Now I had to stick to the lesser designer names. Still some could pass, not like clothes mattered to me anymore. Always got dirty anyways, but still it was nice to treat myself sometimes. Nice to think of the way things used to be.

“Isn’t it so beautiful.” I said with a longing sigh. I continued to eye the skirt over and over again. This couldn’t be healthy for me could it. “Wouldn’t it look so perfect on me” I said looking to Wesley. I was probably starting to bore him by now. But I would make him realize the fun of shopping and how it can relive your stress. Even make you forget about some stuff.

[wesley_pryce]

We appeared to be walking towards the shops. People moved passed us ont he sidewalk and strees and in teh distance were the sound of vehicles and wheels moving along the road. My hand squeezed reassuringly over her own as he neared one of the shops. She was looking into one of the windows and while she was looking at the pink skirt I was gazing into her eyes. Her delightfully pretty eyes and the way she was focused on that skirt over and over.

I smiled warmly to her when she looked at me. "I would love to see you slip it on." I heard myself say. I also felt myself growing hard. It was pleasently relaxing to be here with Cordelia and watch her go about her thing with the shopping experience. Relaxing enough to make my heart beat a little faster. My fingers squeezed her palm reassuringly and then I was walking towards the store entrance. My arm extended and them I used my muscles of my arm to pull her into the store.

Feeling excited I pulled her over to the skirt and looked over to Cordelia. "For the better wellbeing and health of Angel Investigations." I said giving her a excuse to try it out. My blue eyes looked to hers reassuringly and promptingly.

[bitchof_theyear]

“What?!?” I looked at him with a shocked look. He wanted me to try the skirt on. Ok was Wesley ok? He wasn’t really acting his usual self, normally he would just scruff and be all ‘oh that’s a nice skirt but there are more important things to worry about with now cordy’ or something of that manner. But now he wanted to try it on. Which wasn’t the best of ideas because if It looked good on me, which I knew it would, I would want it that much more.

All of a sudden I felt him tug me towards the entrance, which of course I put up little resistance. And then he said just the perfect line to make me do it; "For the better wellbeing and health of Angel Investigations." How on earth could I say no to that. A huge smile lit up across my face as I found one in my size “Yes, for the better well being and health of Angel Investigations, one of us has to have good style”

I took the skirt and went into the fitting room. Within a matter of seconds I had it on. I glanced at myself in the mirror. The skirt extended to the knees and was a soft cotton material. It looked wonderful on me. I smiled and walked out showing it to Wesley. I was glowing more then ever, now if only I could afford this.

[wesley_pryce]

Cordelia was smiling at me and showing off how she looked in the skirt. From what I could see it extended to the knees and was a soft cotton material. She appeared to be wonderful in it. It may had just been my imagination but I could see a soft rosy glow about her cheeks as if she was truly happy.

I stood there in my suit and gazed over her body. Over her calves and shoes and up over her knees. Over her thighs and skirt and over her hips and waist. Over her wrists and arms and over her shoulders and neck. Finally I gazed into her eyes after evaluating her.

"The professional look will do well to increase business with Angel Investigations... leave it on, I'll go pay for it now." I said. I smiled and moved to lightly take her elbow in my hand and begin leading her towards the register.

[bitchof_theyear]

“Whoa, what?” I gave him a shocked look. “Did you just say that you were going to get this” My jaw dropped. There’s no way I heard him right was there. I meant his was Wesley for christ’s sake and money hello where was that coming from. I don’t see him having some secret side job or anything.

“Wesley you can’t” I tired to pull my arm back as he wanted to pull me towards the register. “You don’t have the money to waste on this.” Ok maybe it wouldn’t be wasting but for him I could see it as that. Instead he could buy a nice book or something else that he enjoys whatever that might be.

I mean sure I did look great in this and I wanted it more then anything but I really couldn’t get it and I couldn’t allow Wesley to get it. “Thanks for the offer Wesley but I think it would be better if I just put it back” I said in a soft voice. Of course that’s not what I really wanted to do but that’s what I had to do.

[wesley_pryce]

My hand firmly moved over her elbow and I leaned back pulling her with me as I lead her towards the register. I took her chin firmly in my and and looking intently into her eyes I bent my head and kissed her passionately.

I stepped forward even closer and lightly patted- just once- my fingers over the side of her derriere. I whispered intently,

"Now Cordelia.. I understand how you feel about this but if you put up a fuss I will be forced to take you back into those fitting rooms.. and spank you." I said low and confident into her ear.

[bitchof_theyear]

All of a sudden the most unexpected thing happened. Wesley just pulled me into a kiss. A real kiss not like that one we shared long ago, this one he was all confident and I actually enjoyed it. Oh my god did I just think that, I enjoyed a kiss from Wesley.

“My god Wesley” I looked deep into those blue orbs of his “what has gotten into you” Yea yea so I was starting to fall into a trance looking into those eyes. So warm and inviting he was just Wesley yet not Wesley anymore. Something more then Wesley, wow I think I’m getting dizzy.

I perked up my head as he mentioned the think about spanking me, once again not a Wesley thing, not that I didn’t mind it though. I actually enjoyed it much. “Spanking? Really now?” I said in a soft voice. “OH well, if you insist.” I returned to having my perky smile as we made our way up to the register. I continued to glance over at him, taking note of his nicely shaved face. The man really was something wasn’t he. Could it be that I was falling for Wesley?

[wesley_pryce]

My lips tasted of leather and the clean cool air that could only be felt after you left LA and went out where there was no one else. My blue eyes gazed into her own. I felt dizzy.

"Call it a impulse Cordelia." I said my upper lip stiffening a fraction. I grinned confidently and my hand rested on the small of your back as I escorted you to the register.

I pulled the tag - it was still attached to the hem of your skirt- and showed to the cashier. It also afforded me the opportunity to with the maximum amount of prudence to gaze over your now revealed leg.

The spanking idea had come from my upbringing... so often I imitated dpeople I had once known earlier in my life. Like my father the first time I had moved to Sunnydale. And I paid with the card I had been given.

My jaw was clean shaven- achingly so.

[bitchof_theyear]

“Am impulse” I smirked. It sure was an impulse, I mean really did that just happen. Wesley and I…oh god it did just happen. Wesley and I just kissed and now he’s giving me these sweet looks and wow I was actually ok with it.

I watched as he paid for the skirt. “Thank you Wesley” I said in a soft voice “You really didn’t have to” I didn’t really know what else to say to him right now. Things did feel a bit strange right now, its not everyday that Wesley just steps up and kisses you now is it.

As of right now I had all these thoughts running though out my head then some of the worst thoughts started to come what if Wesley wasn’t Wesley. Like what if he was possessed or something. Oh god that couldn’t be good, yet he did seem very Wesley like right now, well besides the whole kiss thing. And I mean that can just happen can’t it?

“Ok” I stopped as we walked out of the store “What was that all about Wesley” My voice was now stern “And what does it was just impulse mean?” I looked at him for a moment, and wow those eyes of his and those lips, so soft and before I knew it I threw my arms around him and my lips connected with his. That wasn’t me doing that was it? I just threw myself at Wesley but it felt good and right and the way his lips moved with mine so perfect.

[wesley_pryce]

I had firm lips. My upper lip was covered by dark brown grey hair that was very short. There was also lighter hair on the underside of my lower lip. I had a taste like brandy and toast.

My coral almost-fuschia lips slowly moved over her own, openingly wetly and then cosing about her lower lip. Pulling her inward into me.

My hand lifted- my palm touched her face. It was a warm palm and warm fingers. I broke the kiss with a soft mutter, "Cordelia." I said very warmly gazing into her eyes with my sweet blue eyes.