Daughter of Aurelius | By : Kyly Category: Angel the Series > Het - Male/Female Views: 3090 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1 |
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~Sunnydale, 1998~
Angelus paced the great room of his newly acquired mansion. He was still fuming over the loss of the factory at the hands of the irksome watcher but he had to give the old man credit for the amount of balls it took to come at them alone.
“I have to admit, it’s a step up from the last place.” A voice said from behind him.
Angelus titled his head back and rolled his eyes. “God, that’s annoying.” He sighed as he turned to face her. The woman from the alley. It had been a month since they’d been face to face. Angelus had seen her out of the corner of his eye more than once in the last few weeks but as soon as he would turn to look at her she’d be gone. She reminded him annoyingly of his lesser souled self. Always skulking about in the shadows and appearing and disappearing out of nowhere.
She smiled at him serenely, knowing exactly what he meant. “You know how it is. We have to keep ourselves entertained.” She said, throwing his own words from the first time they’d met back at him.
“To what do I owe the pleasure? I’m sure you know we’ve been…behaving.” He said.
“Where are Spike and Drusilla?”
“The boy was annoying me, I had Dru take him out for a bite to get some peace. Endless prattle with those two.” Angelus said with a long suffering sigh. His eyes followed her as she moved about the room, gently touching things here and there. Running her finger tips along the back of the leather sofa, tip-toeing her digits across the ledge of the mantle. She was in all black again. Black jeans and a lacey top hugged her lean frame. Her waist-length hair was up in a high bun leaving her long, swan-like neck bare and beautifully enticing. There were marks on her neck, a few, all clustered together over the pulse point on the right side of her neck. So she’d been bitten before and more than once. Was she Marius’ lover? Were they his marks? If so, he hadn’t claimed her. Angelus would be able to smell a claim from a vampire that powerful a mile away. She was a pretty thing. Delicate, porcelain-pale features. Stormy gray eyes and pouty pink lips. “Who are you, little girl?” He asked.
“My name is Alandria.”
“And what are you, Alandria?” He asked, taking a few slow steps toward where she had paused by the garden door.
She turned her back to him, gazing out at the night-blooming jasmine. “I’m…complicated.”
“That’s not an answer.” Angelus said softly as he stopped behind her. Slowly, carefully, he reached out a hand and gently traced his fingers from her shoulder to her hand then took it in his own. He used his purchase there to lightly turn her to face him.
“It’s the only one you’re going to get. For now.” She said, then glanced down at their joined hands. When she looked back up at his face her cheeks were slightly flushed and there was a hint of arousal in the air.
She wanted him. Armed with this knowledge Angelus pulled her toward him until they were standing toe-to-toe. This woman, with her connection to Marius, could be a powerful ally. If they were lovers, if he could make her care for him, it would be very smart from a strategic standpoint.
He lifted his free hand and with that same gentle caution stroked the back of his knuckles over her cheek then let his thumb glide over her full bottom lip. He dipped his head and after hesitating a moment, giving her time to pull away, he claimed her lips with his own. She was still and almost stiff against him for several moments but when he slipped an arm around her waist and pulled her against his body she reacted, tightening her hold on his hand and bringing her free one up to the back of his neck and angling her head to deepen the kiss. His tongue slid into her mouth and she opened for him, sliding her own against his. She tasted of darkness. Abruptly she pulled back and stepped away. She put distance between him but she didn’t drop his hand.
“Company’s coming.” She murmured. Her pupils were blown and the faint blush from before had blossomed, turning her cheeks red. He could smell her arousal much stronger now.
Angelus titled his head and could hear what she had heard. Drusilla, chattering away like a bird, somewhere outside.
She extracted her hand from his and took a deep breath then another step back.
“Stay.” He entreated.
“Not tonight.” She said softly but there was an unmistakable longing in her voice.
At that moment Drusilla burst through the door and Angelus glanced over at her. The second of distraction was all Alandria needed. He looked back and she was gone.
~~~
It was three more nights before he saw her again. In that time Angelus had formulated a plan. He would gain her trust, her loyalty. He would make her fall in love with him. Once he had her affection he could use her for information. She could also be potentially useful in a fight but until he knew exactly what she was and what she was capable of he wasn’t sure. Maybe he could even use her to hurt the Slayer. Wouldn’t poor little Buffy be devastated to see the man she loved in the arms of another?
He was making his way through one of Sunnydale’s many cemeteries. Looking for the Slayer in question so he could go another round of verbal sparring with the twit, he so loved to taunt her. But instead of the blond he caught a glimpse of Alandria out of the corner of his eye. When he turned he was relieved to find she was still there.
“Hello beautiful.” He said and he made his way over to her. She was in green tonight, a slim column of a dress. It was a deep, rich silk and Angelus found himself wanting to run his hands along her body to feel it beneath his fingers. As he neared her he looked her up and down, slow and obvious. When he met her eyes that slight blush had started again. Good.
“Angelus. Come, walk with me.” She said turning and heading deeper into the cemetery. Angelus fell in step beside her, reaching out to lace their fingers together. She slid him a side-eyed glance but didn’t pull away. “I spoke with Marius. He’s pleased you’re being sensible.”
Angelus didn’t like following orders but he didn’t want to risk Marius Aurelius showing up here. “I can be sensible, when it suits me.” He said flippantly. “Does that mean you’re leaving?”
“Trying to get rid of me?” She asked.
He pulled her to a stop as they reached the edge of the cemetery. “No. Quite the opposite.” He told her quietly and gave a hand a light squeeze. He could read pleasure in her eyes so he knew he was taking the right approach with her.
She started to walk again, pulling him with her. “I’ll be in Sunnydale for the foreseeable future.” She told him.
“Good.” He said then they fell into a comfortable silence as they walked through the streets of Sunnydale. It didn’t take long before Alandria stopped in front of a small, one story house.
“This is me.” She said as she turned to make her way up the walk. She reached for the doorknob and swung the door open.
“Unlocked?” Angelus asked. “On the Hellmouth?”
“Unlocked. But not unprotected.” She said pointing up at the door frame. There were words carved there.
Qui quaerunt intrare et non nocere.
“Those who seek to enter, do no harm.” Angelus read aloud.
She nodded then stepped inside. She opened the door wider and moved to the side to let him in but she didn’t say the words.
Here goes nothing, Angelus thought as he took a step forward but he passed over the threshold without incident. She seemed relieved and pleased as she swung the door closed.
As soon as it clicked shut Angelus reached for her. He didn’t hesitate this time or give her a moment to pull away. He’d already proved, by passing her little test, that he didn’t intend to hurt her so the caution he used before was gone. His lips crashed to hers and she melted against him, sliding her arms around his neck. Angelus kissed her fiercely, possessively and she responded to him eagerly. She tore her mouth away to breathe and he moved his mouth to her neck.
She moaned as he nipped at her with human blunt teeth. “No blood.” She panted. He growled against her throat and she moaned again. “Not my rule.”
“Any other rules Marius expects me to follow?” He asked bitterly, pulling away from her.
“Now, now. Don’t be cross,” She soothed him, then her tone turned coy and teasing. “Is that all you wanted? My blood? Isn’t there anything else that I could offer you?” Even as she said it her cheeks flushed, it was…adorable.
His eyes narrowed as she started walking backwards. Extending her hand, she beckoned him to follow. He wouldn’t let his anger get in the way of his plan…or his pleasure. He followed her to her bedroom. When they stepped inside Alandria turned her back to him and moved her hair out of the way. “Unzip me.” She said with an almost shy glance over her shoulder.
With a devilish smirk Angelus eagerly complied. He pulled the zipper down then ran his hands up her back, parting the material then pushing it off her shoulders to pool at her feet. She stepped out of it and turned to face him. Her bra and panties were both simple black satin and her cheeks were a beautiful shade of pink.
“Come here.” He ordered softly and she acceded. “Undress me.” He was testing a theory. She’d been so bold when Spike and Drusilla were around. Cocky, even. But when they were alone she was showing the qualities of a submissive. The question was, how submissive?
She did as she was told, reaching out and placing her hands on his chest. She ran them up and down a few times, luxuriating in the feel of the red velvet beneath her fingers before moving to the top and sliding the buttons open one by one. When she was finished she mimicked his earlier actions, sliding her hands over his skin and pushing the shirt off his shoulders. Once it was gone her hands moved back to his chest, finger tips drifting over his pecs, done his abs until they rested on his belt buckle. She opened it then made easy work of the button and zipper.
“On your knees.” Angelus said and she didn’t even hesitate, just sank gracefully to her knees before him. What luck! Marius had gift wrapped a submissive and sent her to his doorstep. She shifted to remove his boots then her hands went to his waist to peel off the leather pants. She cast them aside then rolled her eyes up to meet his. She smelled marvelous. He bet her panties were soaked.
“Touch me.” He ordered.
Her long pale fingers encircled his cock and he hissed at the heat of them. She stroked him a few times but the pressure she used was too light, too delicate so he wrapped his hand around hers to show her what he wanted. She nodded and picked up the rhythm and force he desired. “Good girl.” He told her and a sound somewhere between a moan and a whimper caught in her throat. He was already painfully hard but that sound aroused him even more. “Use your mouth.” He said, wrapping his hands in her hair.
She eagerly leaned forward and took him into her mouth. Oh, the heat. He couldn’t remember the last time a human had done this to him. The almost scalding heat felt so good. She wrapped her lips around him and twirled her tongue around the tip before pushing forward, she took as much of him in as she could then her cheeks hollowed as she sucked him. One hand stayed at the base, stroking the parts her mouth couldn’t reach. On this she needed no instruction, she knew exactly how to please him. He watched her dark head bob up and down on his cock and she seemed perfectly content, she was practically humming. He could watch her do this for hours but he wanted to taste her so he used his purchase on her hair to disengage her mouth and pull her to stand. Her eyes were so dilated they looked black and that lovely flush seemed to have taken up permanent residence on her cheeks. He smiled at her and ran his hands over her shoulders to unsnap her bra. When it fell to the floor his hands covered her breasts. They were small but had a lovely shape and fit nicely into his palms. Angelus dragged his thumbs over her nipples and she moaned for him. Suddenly, he dipped down and captured one with his mouth, sucking the nub harshly. Her hands instantly came up to cradle his head and she crooned out her pleasure. His fingers continued to play over the breast his mouth was not occupying, plucking and pinching the hard nub. He licked and nipped his way up her chest to her neck. He stayed to the left, unblemished side of her neck and as soon as he grazed blunt teeth over her pulse point her knees buckled. This girl was a vampire’s dream. He busied himself sucking and nipping her neck greatly enjoying the sounds she made. Everything he did to her seemed to produce a new sound. If he sucked, she moaned. If he dragged his teeth across her, she practically purred. When he bit, careful not to draw blood, she made this high pitched frantic sound he was beginning to love.
“Please.” She croaked, her voice cracking. “Please.”
"What, Alandria? What do you want?”
“You. Inside me.” She answered. “Please. Please”
“Mmm. I like it when you beg.” He said, smiling wickedly. He swooped down and picked her up, carrying her to the bed and placing her on it gently. His fingers dipped into the hem of her panties and she enthusiastically lifted her hips so he could pull them down and toss them aside. He crawled between her thighs, his hands spreading her legs open for him. “You smell delicious.” He murmured dipping his head for a taste.
His tongue ran along the length of her slit, one long quick stroke. She was practically dripping she was so wet. He dragged the flat of his tongue against her again, more slowly this time and she moaned his name, her fingers burying themselves in his hair. Angelus looked up her body to find her eyes on him, they were wide and had a wildness in them. He smirked at her then went back to his task, moving his fingers to join in. As his mouth settled over her clit he slid a finger inside her. She was built small and was achingly tight. He worked her with first one finger, then two. Sliding in and out, loosening her, getting her ready. He suckled and nipped at her clit as he thrust into her wetness until he felt her muscles start to flutter around his fingers. He closed his lips around her and sucked hard sending her crashing into orgasm. She screamed out his name and bucked on his fingers, arching and straining until suddenly her body went limp. She lay there panting and shaking as Angelus slid up her body. He licked his fingers clean, relishing her taste, as she caught her breath. Her eyes fluttered open as his weight came down on her.
“Yes. Please.” She murmured wrapping her still trembling legs around him. Her arms came up to encircle his neck as he positioned himself at her entrance. Without hesitation he surged forward burying his length inside her welcoming pussy. Once he was fully seated he paused to relish the slick heat of her. Her tight body wrapped around his cock like a glove. Slowly, he pulled back until just the tip remained then surged forward again. He set a fast, hard rhythm and she met his thrusts eagerly.
“Harder,” She panted. “More.”
“I’ll hurt you.” He said.
“You won’t. Think more vampire, less human.” She said.
With a raised brow he experimentally thrust forward more harshly and she moaned. “Yes. Yes!”
He took her at her word and started pounding into her but her body took it and she begged for more. The feel of her, the sounds of her pleas were dragging Angelus toward the edge of his control. He slid a hand between them to roughly finger her clit and she tensed, clenching around him. A few more thrusts and she was flying again. With a roar Angelus let himself fall after her.
TBC…
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