first kiss meme
Comment with two characters I write know, and I'll tell you about their first kiss.
So far:
Angel/Seeley Booth for kita0610
Brooke/Sam for neverneverfic
Darla/Drusilla for lafemmedarla
Fred/Angel for myhappyface
Faith/Connor for cornerofmadness
Faith/River for madcap_shiny
Buffy/Faith for fake_smile
Angel had spent his life working out new ways to be larger than it. This is the kind of thing that gets you arrested fairly often.
He had never had the pleasure, however, of being arrested by the FBI. The Tsarist Secret Police once, but never the FBI. It was almost exciting, like a milestone he could check off his life’s list or something.
Angel’s feelings toward law enforcement personnel were not of contempt, but more a kind of pitying humor. In almost every instance, real life police were more like Keystone Cops than capable, steel-jawed noir heroes.
Special Agent Seeley Booth did not raise his estimations much. Growling and parading like a show cock in a mid-priced suit.
Angel liked the belt buckle, though.
“When did you meet the girl?” Booth asked. Angel continued smiling and pulled experimentally at his handcuffs.
“You think this is funny? We caught you red-handed - literally - at the scene of a homicide. You’re gonna do a lot of time. I’m trying to help you out, here. But I need something from you.”
Angel decided that he definitely didn’t have enough leverage to break the cuffs or the chair he was tied to. Maybe flip the chair over?
“You have to talk to me. Tell me what happened, and I can get you a deal.”
No, what good would that do? Then he’d just be on the floor . . . maybe he could use the chair as a weapon?
Booth pulled the chair opposite Angel from where it was tucked beneath the table. He slid it in one, surprisingly graceful movement, so that it was nearly touching the chair Angel was handcuffed to.
“It was an accident, right?” Booth said, sliding into the chair backwards, his chest flush against the chair’s back, his legs spread in the confident, casual pose of the alpha male. “You met the girl somewhere, you were having a good time . . . and then she made you angry.”
That was stupid, too. Dammit. Time for a new plan.
“I was angry enough to mess up a pretty face like that?” Angel asked. “Not to mention the neck trauma . . .”
Booth frowned. His hands fretted on the back of the chair.
“You know a lot about what happened for someone who wasn’t involved. Unless that was a confession.”
“I didn’t do it,” Angel said.
“Forgive me if I don’t believe you,” Booth said, and then he met Angel’s eyes, and the corner of his mouth turned up into something not unlike a smirk.
It was the smirk that did it. There was a single, high, metallic note as the legs of both men’s chairs collided, and then silence but for the quickening of Booth’s heartbeat and the catch in his breath. The agent tasted like coffee and cordite and stale sex.
“What the hell-” All the pasted on bravado and the real predator competence had bled from his voice. All that remained was a small, thin thing with undernotes of want and panic.
“I promise I’ll tell you everything after,” Angel said. He was almost certain he could get the cuff keys off the guy in a couple hours of close contact. And if he couldn’t, he’d gotten out of the Tower of London; an FBI interrogation room should be a piece of cake. Something would come to him; he had plenty of time to think it over.
“I-” Booth said, and then Angel kissed him again. It was like turning somebody; Angel felt the man surrender, and then he felt the agent’s strong, rough hands on him. Everywhere.
Angel had, through pride and general machismo, been very seldom tied up during sex.
But he’d let it slide this time.
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GAH. GAH.
This is so fucking cool. I LOVE it that you don't bother mentioning the obvious stuff at all, and just go straight for the GAH. And Angel's internal monologue is so fecking funny and spot on.
I <33 you baby.
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Hee, thank you! I'm really glad you liked it, because -- you know -- you're you, and the queen of Angel!slash and stuff.
Thanks for distracting me. I really needed it.
<3
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Cool.
If you want more distraction, feel free to keep slashing Angel until you know, you feel better.
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