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25 October 2006 @ 03:27 pm
Walking In My Shoes (29/?)(NC-17)  

Title: Walking In My Shoes (29/?)

Author: Kelly and Mike (collaborative writing team)

Posted: 10/25/06

Rating: Chapters range from PG to NC-17

Chapter: Chapter Twenty-Nine rated NC-17

Email: jjsoapchat AT yahoo DOT com

Content: Smut, mostly smut. (Hey, after all these months and 29 chapters apart, about time they got their freak on!)

Scenes include: Cordelia, Angel, Fred, Kat, Ian, Connor, Lillian

Summary: Written for a challenge proposed on the Stranger Things message board.

Challenge By rousedower. An AU/TT Challenge: Angel goes to another dimension,

hence AU, somehow. And in this dimension he is married to Cordy and they have kids.

But something happened to the other Angel (he's missing or dead), so there's mad tension

and what not between this Angel and AU!Cordy. She knows he's not her Angel, but the

kids (a boy and girl) are pretty young and think he's their father. I imagine a scene where

their little daughter asks him to read her a bedtime story/tuck her in with Cordy trying to

explain to her that he's not her father (really), and he does it.

Disclaimer: The characters in the Angelverse were created by Joss Whedon & David

Greenwalt. No infringement is intended, no profit is made.

Distribution: AO, ST, FSB, LJ. Whoever wants it, can have it, just credit

Notes: Cast List: Kelly writes for Cordelia, Gunn, Lorne, Lillian, Kat, Illyria/Fred,

Lilah, Eve, Faith, Gwen, Harmony, Vail, random shop owners/demons. Mike writes for

Angel(us), Connor, Wes, Ian, random filler chars.

Feedback: Yes, please. Tell us how we are doing!


Cordelia stood off to the side of the big ballroom that was once more converted for a wedding. It wasn't her and Angel's, however, but rather Connor and Lillian's. The ceremony had gone by slowly, which made Cordelia wonder if her and Angel's had been that torturous for their friends. She glanced at Angel from across the room as she stood over by Fred and Lorne. She wasn't really paying much attention to what they were chittering about.

"So that would make time fluxes in the stream necessary for cohesion!" Fred said enthusiastically. She turned to Cordelia. "Right, Cordy?" Fred had caught her stealing glances at Angel all night. The whole gang knew they had effectively worked things out to an agreeable position between them. But it had been a month since Cordelia's back breaking adventure.

"Huh? Yeah... Fluxing cohesion." Cordelia responded. It was clear that she wasn't paying any attention to what Fred was saying. It had been a month since that fateful foreplay interruptus. It hadn't helped matters that her back had still given her problems for another week. Then again big bad coming to L.A., thinking they could take over. Then the wedding had rolled around. She and Angel had very little time to fully consummate their newfound relationship.

Angel had been talking to Gunn and Wes. Well, they had been talking. He was just... Not talking. He kept glancing across the room to Cordelia. She was the most beautiful woman here, and there were plenty with the Slayers and their families.

Ian broke from crowd when he saw the reception table. He went running for it full tilt. He saw something that his little heart desired. "CAKE!"

Cordelia turned her head as she saw Ian. She gave Angel a small smile and a shrug. She moved over to scoop Ian up and away from the cake. "You can't have any cake until Connor and Lillian decide they are going to have some. But... I did see some mini egg rolls over at the buffet line. You want some of those?"

Ian was caught. His little legs were still trying to make it to the reception table. That cake was so big and it was calling his name. "Aww, but there is more then they'll want, mama," he said. He stuck his lip out at her.

Angel stepped on over, excusing himself from Wes and Gunn. "Oh, I think your mother is right, laddy," he said. "Egg roll for now before sweets."

Ian looked from mother to father and back. The lip thing was not working. It always worked. "Its no fair. You two always take sides with each other."

Cordelia picked Ian up and took him over to the buffet line. "And when Connor and Lillian go on their Honeymoon, you can have all the leftover cake except for the top. That is for them to save. That is why you can't eat the one in the big freezer. It’s from our wedding." She said, looking over at Angel. She gave him a small looking smile. "Would you get a plate for him and put some food on it, please?"

"Yeah, getting on it," Angel replied. "I'll make sure to get a load of broccoli." He went to the table after giving Cordy a wink.

"MOM," Ian yelled. "No green fuzzies! Tell him!" The young boy began to struggle in his mother’s arm, trying to get free and prevent his father from putting the dreaded vegetable on his plate.

Cordelia brought a hand up to cover her ear. "Ian, seriously. Don't need to shout. Right here." Since she was holding the boy but she knew how excited he got at times, especially when it came to veggies. "Here, we will go over there with Dad and you can point out what you want." She shifted Ian on her hip as she followed after Angel. She spoke to Angel. "Might want to get a plate for Kat too. She was talking to Lillian last I saw her or rather, she was talking to the baby."

Angel started putting food on Ian's plate as the boy pointed. He glanced up at Cordy. "Yeah, she is excited about becoming an aunt."

"Oh, she going to get six legs and feelers," Ian asked grinning. That was one of the best jokes he made all night!

Cordelia watched Angel as he started putting food on the plate. "She told me that they are having a little girl. I think she is excited that she will have someone to play with too." Cordelia paused as she heard Ian. Such a little kid's joke or one that Angel would no doubt appreciate. She tickled his stomach lightly. "A-U-n-t. Not a-n-t."

"I knew what they were going to have," he said as he came around the table. He grabbed a glass of juice for Ian. "Katy is already talking about how neat its going to be to change the baby's diapers."

The boy squirmed in his mother's arms and giggled. He knew what he was saying but, still, it would be neat to watch Katy grow six legs. Then he could smush her when she bugged him. Bugged him, that made him giggle again.

With Ian squirming all around, Cordy finally just put him down. She took the plate and glass from Angel, handing them to Ian. "Now, how about you go sit with Uncle Wes and tell him all about Kat growing six legs and feelers?"

"Cool," he said. "I bet he'd find it neat too!" Off he went to annoy Uncle Wes and with any luck, Uncle Gunn too. He called and could be heard across the room. "HEY! Uncle Wes! Katy is going to grow more legs and feelers!"

Cordelia chuckled as she watched Ian go off like that. She turned her attention back to Angel, still smiling. "I think it would be really great if you just played dumb about the baby. Kat was really excited that she knew and I don't want to take away from that. This baby has really brought her out of her shell."

"I know," he said and leaned down to her. "Why do you think I didn't say anything." Then he brought his finger up and it had a little frosting on it he stole from the cake. He put it to her lips.

She smiled at him. "Well, you just told Ian, the biggest mouth in the hotel. And I won't tell the kids you put your finger in the cake." She leaned forward to take the frosting off his finger. She slowly wrapped her lips around it, sucking off the frosting before pulling back.

"I just said I know what it is," he told her. "I didn't say what. And I won't tell them you ate that frosting on my finger." He slipped his other hand down into hers.

"You said and I quote 'I knew what they were going to have'. You better tell Ian that Kat told you or he is going to tease her about it." She was more than a little concerned about this. Kat was so excited that she knew and this baby was good for her. It made Cordelia think more about another sibling for the twins.

"Okay, but right now I think he's more thrilled that Katy might turn into an ant," he said glancing over where the boy was in deep discussion with Wes.

She glanced over to her son who was busy bothering Wes. She chuckled again. "Poor Wes..." Her voice trailed as she just watched Ian. Again, the idea of a sibling crept into her mind. The kids needed someone else besides themselves to play with. She needed to find a demon daycare place or something.

Angel started walking to the water garden, leading Cordelia. When he got there he turned to her. "Cordelia Chase, we've had some rough times," Angel said as he took both her hands. His voice was soft, for her only to hear. "I think we've proven we can stand up to anything thrown at us... So...Will you marry me again?"

She didn't mean to laugh when she did. She just couldn't help it. "Angel, I think we are going to have to change our name to Weddings R Us. First us, then Connor and Lillian, Wes and Fred in a few months. Do we really need another one? Its not like it’s been 10 years or 25 years or anything."

"No," he replied, "but we can do it on our anniversary. Plenty of time there. I just want them all to see again how much I love you and want to be with you."

"They know. I know. But if you really want another wedding, sure. It gives me an excuse to buy expensive clothes and order out expensive food." She smiled at him, that same high wattage smile that he always got when he was doing something right.

The mention of spending a lot of money put a nervous smile on his face. He swallowed but he would get through it. He still had the Wolfram and Hart money.

He was the one who suggested it. She caught that nervous smile though. She knew his expressions as well as she knew her own. "Angel..." All she said was his name but she said it in such a way that she wanted him to speak up.

"Hmmm? Nothing. Clothes. Yeah, clothes are good," he said and nodded.

She just raised a brow at him. If he wanted to be like that, then that was his choice. She would get her revenge back on his bank account. "Well, I think I hear Lorne gearing up for the bride and groom's first dance. I think we should go watch Connor with his new wife."

His smiled relaxed now. Putting his arm around her, he walked her back to the main floor in time to see Connor step out with Lillian. Connor was in a tux probably for the first and last time. Lorne had given the boy a crash coarse in dancing. Angel smiled. His son now married and a little one on the way. He never thought he would see this.

Cordelia leaned against Angel as she watched the two kids make their way out to the dance floor. She knew this was going to be entertaining. Connor had the same dancing ability as his father. Slow dance was okay but if Lorne sped up the tempo, the poor kid was going to be out of luck.

Lorne was up on the stage, smiling out on the audience. He was still nervous being back in L.A. One never knew when Angelus from another world might show up to chop your head off. "Welcome cats and kittens, to the first dance of the happy couple." Lorne waited a beat before he launched into a slow paced version of "It Had to Be You."

Lillian was nervous to say the least. She had this feeling that everyone was watching her but that was because, everyone was. She had tried to pick the most flattering dress considering she was starting to show now. Her little bump was growing rounder and rounder by the day. She looked at Connor though, trying to focus on him. "Really hope I don't have to run to the bathroom in the middle of this. I have been worrying about that for the whole ceremony. I didn't want all the money your parents spent go to waste because the baby was on my bladder."

Nervously, Connor took Lillian in his arms. "I'm sure they'll understand," he said, "and if they don't then I'll deal with them." But he said this with a smile. He started dancing and he was stiff about it. Then as they continued, he started to relax.

Lillian was turning about eight shades of red as they moved on the dance floor. She hadn't danced in public since her high school prom. She had never danced where she was the focus of attention. "Connor..." She whispered to him. "This is getting too weird. Can't we get... Like someone else to start dancing too so all the eyes will be off us?"

"I think this is like tradition or something," he said to her. He lightly gave her a kiss. "Besides they are only looking at the most beautiful woman in this place."

Lillian looked over at Angel and Cordy, pleading with them to please take the dance floor to get some of the heat off them. She had never been to a wedding before so she didn't know all this ridiculous protocol. She looked back to Connor and had to smile at the compliment. She touched her blushing cheeks. "Connor..."

"What," he whispered to her. He noticed her glance to his parents. "I promise in a few minutes they will. This is your day. And all those happy faces out there are for us. Or maybe they have gas." Oh, his attempts at humor. It was clear to see he got that from his father.

Lillian did love his attempts though. She laughed softly and leaned as close as she could to him. It was harder now because of the bump between them. "I told you that anything with broccoli was a bad idea. I hope you brought clothespins."

Angel looked to Cordy then held out his arm. He waited for her to take it so he could walk her out to the floor.

Cordelia took the offered arm and she followed Angel out onto the dance floor. It wasn't long after they set foot that the other couples started moving out as well. As goes Angel and Cordy, so goes the rest of Angel Investigations apparently. She slid easily into his arms, her body molding perfectly against his.

Angel held her to him, his cheek rested on her head. They moved but just barely. This was a good night. It was one of the best in his unlife. His family had him back and he had them. "Could this be any more perfect a night," he asked in a soft tone to her.

She closed her eyes and rested her face against his shoulder. Cordelia let him lead. Not that she couldn't. It was just that she knew that he liked to be the man...pire. "Well...We could always sneak off upstairs and leave Wes, Fred, and the rest of the gang to deal with the twins and clean up."

"Think they'd notice," Angel asked, already slowly moving her in that direction. Even if it was just to be alone to hold each other, he was all for that. He had waited so long for her, he could wait as long as she needed.

"Ask me if I care, Angel. We paid for this thing, we can duck out a little early to have our own reception fun." She laughed softly. "We didn't even make it to the cake at our reception. Remember? Just one dance and I was ready to go upstairs." She had to laugh once more because history was repeating itself.

"Remember," he said as they reached the stairs. "How could I forget. The bed, the sofa, the table... And how we managed on that hassock is for the books."

"We almost missed our honeymoon." Cordelia allowed herself to be lead out of the ballroom and to the stairs. "I am completely healed... If history decides to keep repeating itself tonight."

Ian sat with his plate while the adults all moved to the dance floor to... Ewww... Dance. But then he saw Mom and Da. He grinned and reached over to tap Katy to get her to look at their parents going up the stairs. He looked over to his sister as he chewed his eggroll.

Kat felt the tap and she was about to give Ian such a pinch. Then she noticed what he wanted her to see. She smiled at the sight. It was about time. If the adults would have just listen to them, this could have happened a lot sooner.

Wrapping his arms around her, Angel went quickly up the stairs with Cordelia and then on up to their apartment floor. Opening the door, Angel picked her up and carried her in kissing her, wanting to taste, smell, and feel her. He carried her to the bed but only stood there still holding her kissing her deeply.

Cordelia moved just as quickly up the stairs with him. The twins had plenty of babysitters downstairs and it had been too long since she realized that this Angel was her Angel. Sometimes she had to wonder why The Powers were such jerks. Not now though. The only thing she could think about now was Angel; the way his body felt against hers, the hot against the cool, the insistent pressing of his lips that were almost crushing hers with a nearly painful force. She could feel his strong arms around her, holding her, supporting her.

Angel lowered her and then when she had both feet on the floor, his lips still crushed to hers, he pulled his tux jacket off. He pulled at the straps of her gown. His fingers brushed over bare skin. He took in a deep scent of her and a shiver went through him.

She broke the kiss between them long enough so that she could take a much-needed breath and to speak. "Don't ruin the dress. I already let you do that once." She said in a soft whisper to him. She reached up, both fingers slowly undoing his bow tie before they slipped down to work on the buttons of his shirt.

He looked down at her hands as she unbuttoned his shirt. He leaned to her and nuzzled her hair as she did. He opened all his senses to her. "You are so beautiful," he said in a hoarse whisper.

"I know." Even in these types of situations, she was still the same as always. She knew that she was beautiful but it did excite her to hear him say it in that hoarse whisper of his. It was the whisper of promise, of things to come. She opened his shirt up and slipped her hands inside. She touched his stomach first before sliding her hands up to his chest.

Angel's muscles tensed at her touch, tensed in a good way. He loved her touch, her hands moving over his bare skin. He could feel that electrical energy she seemed to have. He wasn't sure if it was just the pleasure of her touch or the demon in her. Frankly, he didn't care.

She pushed the shirt off his shoulders but she was taking her time. She was letting her fingertips explore his body and relearn the feel of him. With his chest exposed, she leaned forward. She pressed her lips against his skin, just above his nipple, kissing his flesh.

Closing his eyes, his lips parted just a bit. He let the shirt fall to the floor then his hands moved to her hips. These moments of just touching were erotic. He waited for her to come up from the kiss. He nuzzled her hair again then his hands moved from her hips to her ass.

Her hands moved to the belt that he was wearing, fingers taking their time to undo the belt buckle. She wanted to go slow and make this last. There would be time enough in the future for the kind of clothing ripping, passionate adventures they had before. Now, now was the time to reconnect. She pulled the belt free from his pants, trailing her kisses down his chest.

Angel let his hands come up to the catches on her straps. Unfastening them, his hands then move over her shoulders. Then they moved to her hair. His long fingers worked into it.

She unbuttoned his pants and unzipped them before she pushed them down over his hips. She rested her hands against his chest. For just a moment, she looked into his eyes. She loved him, it was all there. She didn't have to say a word.

He easily stepped from his shoes then his slacks. He then brought his hands up to her shoulders and pulled her back up to kiss her. It was a kiss of passion and love. Then he barely pulled back. "I love you," he said for her.

"I know," She echoed once more. She pressed her body against his once more. One of them had on entirely too many clothes. She took his hand, moving it back to touch the zipper on her dress. That should be all the prompting he needed.

He pulled down slowly on that zipper. When it was down, he reached around and pulled the dress on down. His hands moved over her breasts and then he leaned down and kissed her collarbone. His hands followed that dress on down, caressing her as he did.

She closed her eyes as she felt the coolness of his hands against her skin. Her body arched up against his roaming hands. She let a small sigh slip out of her lips as her heartbeat and breath quickened thanks to his touch.

When her dress was off, he trailed his hands back up her hips and sides. He brought his hands around her back and up to the back of her strapless bra. Angel unhooked it with ease and when it fell, he moved his lips down to her breasts. Gently, he grazed her nipple with his lips.

Cordelia just stood there as Angel's hands moved against her. She slipped out of her shoes and kicked the dress away from her ankles. When she felt his lips against her, her fingers moved to touch the back of his head lightly.

Backing her to the bed, he laid her down and covered her body with his. He took her nipple in his mouth, running his tongue over it. His right hand moved down her side then he slipped it into her panties. He rubbed her slowly as he continued to suck on her breast.

Cordelia felt the bed against her legs and then against her back. She opened her eyes as she felt Angel's hand slip into her panties. She gasped as she felt the tips of his fingers against her heat. Her body, now moving of its own accord, surged up against him.

Pulling from her breast, he started trailing his kisses down her stomach and as he did, he started working her panties down. He wanted to pleasure her. It had been so long and he wanted to pleasure every part of her body he could.

She couldn't help but giggle some as his kisses ran over her stomach. She had sensitive spots there. Her body turned just slightly away from him, arms wrapping around her middle. "Angel..." She said his name softly, waiting for him to look up at her.

"Yes," he said as he did look up at her, his chin lightly resting just below her navel. He could smell her sex, now hot and sweet to his senses.

She laughed against as he rested his chin there. The weight of it was tickling her as he spoke. "You are tickling me. There are lot better ways to make me squirm, you know." She just grinned at him. He was the brooding vampire but in some moments, she knew he could let down that guard and smile.

Frowning a bit at her words, he shifted. "Hmmm," he said as he then looked down at her stomach. "I guess I'll have to find those ways." He slid on down her now to kiss the inside of her thigh. Then he licked her up to her sex.

She snickered softly as his tongue ran up the inside of her thigh. It was a good kind of snickering though. Her body moved on the bed, tilting back to her original position. She moved her legs, at long last giving him what he has wanted for so long. She was doing this completely with every part of her now.

"I think I found another way," Angel said then he kissed her heat. His hand coming back to her breast, groping it as he kissed her heat again.

"I like this way... I think we can keep this way." She needed very little prompting or attention from him. Just being near him, feeling his body pressed to hers as they were dancing, was enough to send electric tingles of excitement right to her very core.

Angel squeezed and massaged her breast. He covered her sex with his mouth then teased her with his tongue. He tasted that just a bit of that sweet honey and wanted more. There were few things a vampire could taste other then blood. One was coffee, the other, well, he was tasting that now and wanted more. He delved his tongue into her.

She moaned loudly as she felt Angel's tongue moving into her, going deeper. Her body jerked upwards in pleasure as she moaned yet again. She reached her hands down, gently moving his head closer to her.

It was a good thing he didn’t need to breathe. It meant that he didn’t have to stop. With her encouragement, he pressed closer. He not only worked her with his tongue but then he started sucking.

Having a vampire for a lover had its advantages. She would be the first to admit that. Now she knew why Buffy was always picking them up. Stake them or screw them was her motto. Her body arched up again as he went with more gusto. Her fingers dug in, no more gentleness with this situation. "Don't... Stop..." She managed, just barely, to get out.

Angel had not intention of stopping. He rolled her nipple in his fingers. His tongue moved in and out of her. Then he nipped her, no fangs or demon, just still the man. He moaned into her.

That was what put her over the edge. Her body surged up once more in climax as she cried out his name. The reward he had been searching for was now found. Her body tightened, straightened, as the climax smashed into her.

When he felt her come down, he raised up after he got his reward. He kissed her leg then moved up to lie next to her. He put his arm around her. He was content, for now, to just hold her as she recovered.

Cordelia was breathing heavily and her body was flushed with pink. She felt his arm around her so she turned to press her feverish body against him. She didn't need recovery time. Her lips were at his ear in an instant, whispering words seductively to him. "Make love to me."

Angel raised up and looked down at her. "Your wish," he said as he lowered and kissed her. He then moved to lie on top of her. His cock already hard as he settled between her legs.

She brought her feet up so that she could bend her knees. They had done this so many times before but each time, it was like the first time. She was still just as nervous, just as giddy, just as excited. She kissed him back but paused, breath held, as she waited to feel him enter her.

He pulled up to watch her face. He never tired of it these first few minutes. His dark eyes scanned her face as he teased her at first then entered her slowly. Feeling her surround him caused him to shiver and his lips parted just slightly. His ab muscles pulled tight. Then he started moving his hips slowly, almost pulling out of her then slipping back into her heat.

Cordelia reached up as her teased her lightly. She ran her thumb against his lips as she looked into his eyes. She held her breath until she felt him filling her, letting it out in a slow exhale. Her hand moved on his face, tracing the contours with her fingers. Her eyes, fixated on his, reflected all the love and passion she held for this one man, now and for the rest of her days.

Angel kissed that warm thumb. He kept a slow deliberate rhythm. He brought his hands up to the side of her head, fingers working into her hair. He could hear her heart, that beat he loved and could pick out from a room full of people. Finally, he lowered back down and kissed her, letting his chest press to her breasts and rub them in his movements.

She tilted her chin up so that she could kiss him back. She moaned softly against his lips, a contented sound as his body rubbed against her. Her arms rested on his shoulders, fingers working the muscles in time to his thrusts.

Slipping his arms down and under her shoulders he rolled slowly, holding her to him. When on his back, he thrust up into her. His hands moved down her back to her ass. He rubbed her ass cheeks and back of her thighs.

She had more control now that she was on top of him. She didn't want to pull away from him though. She laid on him, moving her hips with his thrusts, moving as one and in time. She moved the kiss between them by putting her lips to his chin and working up his jaw to his ear. "Soon" She whispered to him. She was close to climax and she knew that demon in him wanted her, wanted to claim her in a way only it could.

"Not soon," he told her. "Always." His hand slipped up her ass. He turned his head and kissed her neck. Yes, he could feel his demon wanting out. It wanted to bite at climax for both partners. But he kept it back.

She reached up to move her hair away from that spot that he had bitten so many times before in these moments. She kissed his neck before just pressing her lips against his skin. She moaned softly, the vibrations carrying to against his neck. Her hips moved a little faster, more insistent now as she neared climax.

Her movements on him and her tightening were all he needed to know that she was about over the top. His face turned to her neck and he changed. The heavy features of his true face came to surface. The fangs grew and he ran his tongue over the sharp teeth between the fangs. He waited, waited for the right moment. His cock was throbbing hard in her, his groin muscles tight.

Cordelia's heart was beating faster now, her breathing coming in short, quick pants. Her fingers dug into his shoulders and chest. She pressed her hips down against him, her body following suit. She cried out but it was choked off as she climaxed.

At that right moment, those sharp fangs sank into her neck. His body shook as the first of her blood touched his tongue and he swallowed. The hot sweetness coated his throat and he growled. It had been far too long since he tasted her in every way possible.

Her eyes closed, shut tight as she felt that first prick of his fangs. She couldn't control her body as it shuttered in another climax. Her entire body felt like it was on fire, with every nerve tingling, every sense aware. His touch, his skin, it only added fuel to an already raging fire.

Angel's own climax hit with that bite. He matched her intensity. Finally, he started to relax. He pulled away from her neck a bit then he went back and licked the wound. Slowly he ran his tongue against her skin, both savoring the last tastes of blood and helping her wound to heal.

She was left nearly breathless, panting as she tried to catch her breath. She didn't say a word as her body collapsed against his. She couldn't move, even if she wanted to. Her legs felt like jelly, her heart was beating out of her chest, and she felt the lightheaded rush as her brain released all those feel good chemicals.

He couldn't say he was out of breath, but he was spent for now. He also had the added blood high. He growled drunkenly.

Cordelia turned her head to look at him after she at, the very least, caught her breath. She smiled at him. "What is the growl for?" She thought that if anything, he would purring like a kitten right about now. She reached up and lazily ran her finger along his jaw line.

Looking at her with those yellow eyes, he growled again but with that blood drunk smile. "It was for you."

"Growling at me now?" She raised a brow. She crossed her arms on his chest, pulling herself up some to look at him. She tightened her body around his manhood once more and lifted one of her legs back, changing the angle between them. "How about purring?" She reached a finger out to rub under his chin.

He chuckled as his demon visage was put back. "Oh, that deserved a growl." He shifted. "Are you trying to bring on round two?"

"Mmmm, its been too long, Angel. And you never complain." She leaned down and just pressed her lips against his. It was a soft, sweet kiss. It wasn't meant as foreplay or overly passionate. It was just something intimate to share between them.

After returning the kiss, he brought his right hand up and caressed her face. "I'll come back from a thousand deaths to be with you."

"You better." She smiled at him, turning her cheek to rest more against his caressing hand. She kissed his palm softly. She turned her face back away and started to move off him.

"As much as I'd like to make this a marathon," Angel said in a very soft tone, "they are about to cut the cake downstairs." Then he pulled his head up and gave her another kiss.

"The age old question of sex or cake..." Her voice trailed off as she gave Angel a smile. She laid on her side of the bed on her stomach, turning her head to look at him. She was giving him just the barest hint of a smile now, something going in her mind. It was the sort of idea that she knew he would enjoy.

He rolled onto his side, reaching over with his hand to lightly run his finger down her spine. "You got that look," Angel said giving her a grin back. When his finger got down to her lower back he made a circle before bringing it back up.

"What look would that be?" She merely grinned at him now. She loved the feeling of his finger along her back, that light but sensitive touch of his. She put her chin in her hand, waiting for him to answer her.

"That look," he replied. "That look like you're planning something." He sat up now and then sat by her. His hands moved up her back as he started massaging her.

She closed her eyes as he started to massage her. He had a way with those hands of his. She moaned softly. "Just looking for a free massage is all." She was lying but it was the kind of lie that sounded good and made everyone happy. So what was the harm in it?

"Yeah, and I'm planning on a tan on the beach," he leaned down saying and kissed her shoulders. "What is going through that beautiful head of yours?"

"Right now? That if you keep giving me a massage and kissing my shoulders, we will never get back downstairs for the cake." She laughed lightly before she started to move off the bed. "Get dressed... It’s a surprise." She grinned at him as she slid off the bed. She moved to collect up her clothes and get dressed once more.

The vampire sat there for a moment watching her, then he stood and gathered his clothes as well to freshen up and then dress. "Why isn't the cake ever chocolate," he called over his shoulder.

"We had chocolate cake at our wedding." She called back to him. She knew he would want to go in the bathroom to brush his teeth. She paused as she was going to pull on her panties. What the hell? She tossed them into the hamper and finished dressing. All these years with Angel, vampire lover, had loosened up a lot of her inhibitions.

Angel came on out of the bathroom dressed and finishing tying his bow tie. "Well, it doesn't matter, really," he said. "I've about forgotten what chocolate tastes like. Is this straight?" He stepped over to Cordy. After all he couldn’t tell since he had no reflection.

She reached up and adjusted his bow tie. She smiled at him. "Its perfect now." She went up on her toes to give him a kiss on the cheek. She took his arm. "Ready?"

"Yeah," he replied. "It wouldn't look right for the groom's parents not to be there." He walked her to the door and opened it for them to step through and back down to the reception.

"I am more concerned in keeping Ian away from that cake." She laughed as she made her way out the apartment and down the stairs. She slipped back into the reception with Angel. She gave his hand a quick squeeze before she went to find the twins.

Connor was standing with Lillian behind the table at the cake. He held his hand over hers and she held the knife. Ian was there already with an empty plate waiting.

"Gimme a piece with the big bell on it! And the flower," he said. "C'me on, Connor! Me first!"

Lillian laughed softly at Ian's insistence. She held Connor’s hand as they cut the cake, his other hand resting against the small of her back. "Ian, honey, the bride and groom get to eat the first piece. But I will cut you a big hero sized piece, how does that sound?" She let Connor move the cake to a plate as she got one fork for each of them.

"And that means he can be Mom and Dad's problem tonight when that sugar kicks in because we aren't going to be here," Connor said with a laugh. He didn't bother with the fork after cutting a bite with it. He picked up that bite and grinned at Lillian.

Lillian picked up her bite as well. She just smiled at him. She put the cake to his lips but she was quick and smushed it into his nose with a laugh.

Wesley chuckled at the two as he watched. His arm slipped around Fred's waist. It was long due for some happiness in this family.

Not to be beaten Connor took his bite of cake he held and put it to her lips then, yes mashed it. He laughed then leaned to her and kissed her making sure to get some of the cake off her mouth.

Fred leaned against Wesley. She was smiling as thoughts of her own wedding to Wesley in a few months came to her mind. After Lillian had her baby. She didn't want the poor girl swelled up to nine months in a bridesmaid gown. She was taking it one day at a time with Wes, making each day count. It was all she could do after finding out that their time together was limited. So every day, she just enjoyed it and lived it.

Lillian laughed into the kiss as Connor got the cake off her mouth. She pulled back and got another bite. She put this one into his mouth proper, still laughing the entire time though. If she had her druthers, she would have shoved the whole piece on his face, just to get him to laugh.

Cordelia slipped up behind Angel and she put a small note into the pocket of his tux. She moved off just as quickly as she came up behind him. She wanted to make sure that Ian got himself occupied with cake and Kat was occupied in telling whoever would listen about the new baby and what kind of music she liked.

Holding the champagne flute, Angel felt that hand slip into his pocket. He watched Cordy walk off and smiled. He liked that view. Reaching in his pocket, he pulled out the note and read it. Then placing it back, he glanced around and soon started making his way for the janitor’s closet.

Cordelia was already waiting for him in that dark of the closet. She was being extraordinarily bold but again, over the years, Angel had definitely let loose the inner sexual vixen. She just smiled as she waited for him. Connor was safely watching Ian. Kat was talking to the baby about the cake and the reception. The kids would be okay for fifteen, twenty minutes.

Taking a last glance around, he slipped into the closet. The dark wasn't a problem for him. Besides he didn't need the note to tell him she was in there. Immediately on stepping in, he grabbed her and pulled her to him, kissing her hard.

He stole her move! She was planning to grab him but he beat her to it. She did back him against the wall though, returning that kiss just as hard. They already had their slow, passionate love making upstairs. This was... This was really just because of how good he looked in that tux.

While she was attacking his face, he reached down and opened his pants. He reached for her dress and started pulling it up. He brushed against her bare skin, noting that she wasn’t wearing panties.

She broke the kiss, already panting. Her heart was already beating out of her chest. She grinned at him. "I just hope that nobody spills anything." She went to kiss him once more, hard and deep. She knew as soon as he realized she left her panties upstairs, he would be one happy manpire.

Angel pulled her up now and he knew she'd be one happy Cordy getting what she wanted. "They can wait to clean it up," he said as he put himself in her.

She let out a sharp sounding cry as Angel entered her. It wasn't a sound of pain but rather of pleasure. She wrapped her legs around his waist, knowing those strong arms of his would support her. She rested her forehead against his and grinned at him. "Hope you locked that door then."

He held her and helped her move with him. He buried his face into her cleavage. He nipped, kissed, and licked at what skin he could get as she rode him.

She moaned as he gave her all that attention with his lips. She could hear the party in the ballroom, all those people so close; it only upped the excitement she was already feeling. She gritted her teeth to keep herself from crying out in pleasure.

Angel tightened his hold on her as he felt that painful pleasure hit him. He forced her down hard on him. He fell back against the wall wanting to let out that feral growl, but with a room full of Slayers on the other side of the door, not a good idea.

Cordelia threw her head back as Angel moved her harder against him. They were lucky that they hadn't knocked over any shelves or cleaning supplies in the process of this. A few more of those hard thrusts between them and her body quaked with climax.

Finally, Angel relaxed, swallowing. He kept his arms around Cordy and his face at her chest. He could hear her heart. That beating that started to slow down also. It was racing only moments before. He chuckled. "I feel like a kid sneaking around."

She chuckled just a bit. "Shut up. You love it." She kissed him gently and then tilted her head back again. "As much as I hate to say it... We should get cleaned up and play the good parents for the rest of the night."

"Hmmm... Not a chance of playing hooky," he said, still not putting her down. "They'll be getting in their car soon... Off to the airport."

She groaned because she wanted to stay here with him but they had already missed a good chunk of the reception. "We should see them off. But after we put the twins to bed..." Her voice trailed off with the promise of things to come. Her body was healed, her husband was back, and she had to make up for lost time.

Angel lowered her slowly. "We'll see how long that takes. Hopefully Ian hasn't overdosed on sugar." He started putting himself back together. Finally, he tucked his shirt in his slacks and closed up his fly.

Once her feet were firmly on the ground, Cordelia started to tidy herself up as well. She put her dress back into place, smoothed it down, and felt her hair to make sure it was still in place. "Sugar rush will only last a little bit and then he will crash. Take him out on some patrol with you, let him kill something easy like those little frog looking demons." The name was escaping her at this point considering her legs were still a little wobbly from her climax only moments earlier.

Moving to the door, he waited a moment. Glancing at her, he nodded and opened it for her to step on out. He'd leave out a couple minutes after her. Looking at her, he just shook his head. He had a grin on his face though.

She just gave him a smile. As she passed him, she pinched his ass. They were in private. She refrained from those sorts of things in public. She made her way back to the ballroom and once more, she slipped in easily with the rest of the crowd.