Fic: Running With Scissors Pt. 14
Fic: Running With Scissors, Pt. 14
Author: Tesla
Genre: AU, after AtS "You're Welcome"
Pair: Angel/OC
Rating: Adult
A/N: Sequel to "Sunnydale Wholesale Beauty Supply"
all other parts in Memories
They were driving back in the Mustang, and Auntie Prem was playing with the tassels of her scarf. "Do you want to know what I think?" she asked Sunny.
Sunny deliberately relaxed her grip on the steering wheel. "Always, auntie."
"He's not in love with you, but you already know that," Auntie said, staring out at the freeway signs.
"Yes," Sunny replied firmly. "I do. What else?"
"But he's tied to you, and not by that magic you're always worried about. No, he's interested in you, he likes you tremendously, he waits to see what you're going to say next. So if I were you, I wouldn't worry about what to do; you're doing it. I do have a sex tip."
Sunny wrinkled her nose. "Okay." She was proud that she didn't swerve the car.
"Tell him you want to tie him up and have your way with him. I think he'd really like it."
Sunny snorted. "Is that all? I can do that."
Really like it was an understatement. Angel let himself be stripped, blindfolded, and tied to her bed, and he was hard before she even got going. Of course, it could have been the push-up lace bra and thong, hideously uncomfortable, but---!
Sunny didn't know what got into her.
She started at his feet, with light kisses and nips. Then, just to be random, she moved up to his thigh, and bit. She made sure to crawl over him, rubbing her lace-covered breasts across his skin.
He arched on the bed, his cock getting darker and harder. "Jesus!"
By the time she was biting the inside of his thighs, he was gasping, his hips off the bed. She had a slick-covered hand pumping his cock as she nibbled her way, and when she brushed the edges of her teeth along the big vein, he cursed, and a spindle of the headboard came off in his hand.
"Fuck, fuck, fuck," Angel said. "Oh, baby. Yeah."
She couldn't stand it, and shoved the thong to one side and took him in. After a moment, she started riding him hard. When she bent and bit his neck, he yelled and came.
"Give it a minute," Angel panted.
It was true, he could get hard in a couple of moments, but she couldn't wait. She crawled up and positioned herself over his face.
"You don't need to breathe, right?" she gasped.
For answer came his clever tongue and she propped herself on the headboard, sobbing, as he brought her off. Then, Angel pulled his hands out of the restraints and caught her by the waist. They rolled off to the foot of the bed, and he put his long index finger inside her as he sucked and licked her clit.
She came, squealing like a freight train's whistle, and laughing her head off.
"What?" Angel asked against her thigh. The blindfold was pushed up on his forehead like a bandanna.
"You didn't stay tied up!" she protested.
He chuckled. "Forgive me?" He put his palm over her quivering flesh, calming it.
"Just this time," she sighed.
They tried to take a shower, but ended up doing it in the spray and using up the hot water, so they had to rinse off with cold.
The next day, it all went to hell.
Sunny got a phone call from Harmony. "Uh, Sunny, Boss says that you need to come down here as soon as you can. There's someone here."
She felt like Captain Picard. "Captain, there's something on the mainscreen you'd like to see." Why couldn't anyone ever just tell you what the hell was going on?
Maybe because they were afraid you wouldn't show up on the fucking bridge.
Once inside the Wolfram & Hart building, her vampdar was going crazy, all the way up to Angel's office. She walked past Harmony's office, shaking her left sleeve to make sure that her stake was there.
Inside the open office, a man was standing, his back to her. Angel's look, to her, was closed, guarded. When the man turned around, she saw why.
It was her father.
"You're a vampire," she said.
Author: Tesla
Genre: AU, after AtS "You're Welcome"
Pair: Angel/OC
Rating: Adult
A/N: Sequel to "Sunnydale Wholesale Beauty Supply"
all other parts in Memories
They were driving back in the Mustang, and Auntie Prem was playing with the tassels of her scarf. "Do you want to know what I think?" she asked Sunny.
Sunny deliberately relaxed her grip on the steering wheel. "Always, auntie."
"He's not in love with you, but you already know that," Auntie said, staring out at the freeway signs.
"Yes," Sunny replied firmly. "I do. What else?"
"But he's tied to you, and not by that magic you're always worried about. No, he's interested in you, he likes you tremendously, he waits to see what you're going to say next. So if I were you, I wouldn't worry about what to do; you're doing it. I do have a sex tip."
Sunny wrinkled her nose. "Okay." She was proud that she didn't swerve the car.
"Tell him you want to tie him up and have your way with him. I think he'd really like it."
Sunny snorted. "Is that all? I can do that."
Really like it was an understatement. Angel let himself be stripped, blindfolded, and tied to her bed, and he was hard before she even got going. Of course, it could have been the push-up lace bra and thong, hideously uncomfortable, but---!
Sunny didn't know what got into her.
She started at his feet, with light kisses and nips. Then, just to be random, she moved up to his thigh, and bit. She made sure to crawl over him, rubbing her lace-covered breasts across his skin.
He arched on the bed, his cock getting darker and harder. "Jesus!"
By the time she was biting the inside of his thighs, he was gasping, his hips off the bed. She had a slick-covered hand pumping his cock as she nibbled her way, and when she brushed the edges of her teeth along the big vein, he cursed, and a spindle of the headboard came off in his hand.
"Fuck, fuck, fuck," Angel said. "Oh, baby. Yeah."
She couldn't stand it, and shoved the thong to one side and took him in. After a moment, she started riding him hard. When she bent and bit his neck, he yelled and came.
"Give it a minute," Angel panted.
It was true, he could get hard in a couple of moments, but she couldn't wait. She crawled up and positioned herself over his face.
"You don't need to breathe, right?" she gasped.
For answer came his clever tongue and she propped herself on the headboard, sobbing, as he brought her off. Then, Angel pulled his hands out of the restraints and caught her by the waist. They rolled off to the foot of the bed, and he put his long index finger inside her as he sucked and licked her clit.
She came, squealing like a freight train's whistle, and laughing her head off.
"What?" Angel asked against her thigh. The blindfold was pushed up on his forehead like a bandanna.
"You didn't stay tied up!" she protested.
He chuckled. "Forgive me?" He put his palm over her quivering flesh, calming it.
"Just this time," she sighed.
They tried to take a shower, but ended up doing it in the spray and using up the hot water, so they had to rinse off with cold.
The next day, it all went to hell.
Sunny got a phone call from Harmony. "Uh, Sunny, Boss says that you need to come down here as soon as you can. There's someone here."
She felt like Captain Picard. "Captain, there's something on the mainscreen you'd like to see." Why couldn't anyone ever just tell you what the hell was going on?
Maybe because they were afraid you wouldn't show up on the fucking bridge.
Once inside the Wolfram & Hart building, her vampdar was going crazy, all the way up to Angel's office. She walked past Harmony's office, shaking her left sleeve to make sure that her stake was there.
Inside the open office, a man was standing, his back to her. Angel's look, to her, was closed, guarded. When the man turned around, she saw why.
It was her father.
"You're a vampire," she said.