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Angelus Vs. The Buffyverse	By : BillytheKidd Category: AtS/BtVS Crossovers > General Views: 8583 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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The sun was setting on Los Angeles, and Angelus was bored. Yesterday morning, Angelus had escaped and murdered 3 of his coworkers turned captors. He had then raped both Fred and Cordelia, and turned them into Vampires. By that night, they had risen, and he had fucked them both long into the nights. And yet here he was, almost 24 hours later and neither women had come down like he told them to.
But, just as Angelus was about to go up the stairs to see what was taking so long, he saw them coming down the staircase. They were both naked, but with perfect subtle make-up done. He hadn’t asked them to do that, but he thought it was a nice touch. Both of them also had perfectly curled hair. If it had not been for the fact that their naked bodies were on display, they would have looked like a pair of perfectly normal girls in their early twenties dressed for a night out.
“Hello ladies, sleep well?” Angelus asked, with a smirk.
“Well, Master, we were both so tired after you fucked us like that for so long, it tired us out.” said Cordelia, batting her eyelashes in a submissive way.
“Getting licked to so many orgasms like that wears a girl out,” Added Fred, in her cute southern accent.
“Well ladies, you hungry?” Angelus asked.
“Famished!” both of the women said in unison.
“Well then, get dressed, and we will go and find someone to eat.” Angelus replied.
He walked over to the couch, and picked up two identical black thongs that he had found in Fred’s room. He tossed them to the women. Fred put her’s on without hesitation, whereas Cordelia looked at her’s with a confused look.
“Is something wrong, Cordelia?” Angelus asked, a little anger in his voice.
“Well, I think you might have made a mistake, and given me Fred’s panties. These will be much too small on me.”
Angelus leapt across the room, and shoved all four of his fingers up her snatch, and pulled her naked body in close to his with his other hand. He bent his head down to whisper in her ear.
“I’m fully aware that the thong belongs to Fred. I did it on purpose. We are about to go fishing for someone to eat, and bitch, your ass and snatch are the bait. So I’m keeping your assets as exposed as possible to attract as much attention as possible. So quit fucking whinning, put a smile on your face, and squeeze that fat ass of yours into that thong so we can find someone to eat.”
Angel then yanked his fingers out of her cunt, and shoved them down her throat. SHe sucked his fingers dry, loving the taste of her pussy juices. After she was finished cleaning her fingers, he turned her around and smacked her ass. She yelped in surprise, and hurriedly returned to stand next to Fred. She picked up the thong, and slipped one foot into each leg hole. She pulled it up until it stopped about half-way up her thighs. She squeezed her legs tighter before stretching the thong as much as it could, just barely getting the waistband over her thighs, and let the waistband snap closed. The thong looked small on Fred, but it looked absolutely miniscule on Cordy, doing almost nothing to cover her slit, and being completely buried between her soft asscheecks.
Angelus then gave each girl a pair of black, 3 inch high heeled shoes. Both women put them on without complaint, though their master half expected Cordelia to have some complaint about those. To his relief, however, she thankfully did not. He then gave them each the final piece of their outfits, the grey trench coats he had stolen from Lorne’s room. Both women put them on and tied the belts around their wastes, making them the pinnacles of female sexuality.
“For tonight's hunt, I will play the part of a pimp, and both of you will be my finest prostitutes.” Angelus explained. “We will need two men, one for men, and one for the two of you to share. So, once we find them, we will bring them back to the hotel and devour them. Am I understood?” Angelus said, with his trademark forceful voice.
“Yes, Master,” both of the women said in unison. Angelus wasn’t sure how they had already gotten good at responding together like that, but he liked it.
“Furthermore, you are both almost naked under those coats. You are to keep those coats closed, unless you need to flash your tits or your ass to bring one back to the hotel. There is a bar downtown called Bill’s. There are always single horny men there, it should be easy enough to get a few back here. Any questions?”
Both women shook their heads.
“Good!” Angelus said, “Let’s go.”
Angelus and his bitches walked into Bill’s bar with a flare. Angelus had his hand on both of the near-naked womens ass, and every man in the bar knew it. There were rarely women in the bar, so when two brunettes dressed in equally skimpy outfits, they drew every eye in the room. Most people thought, as they were meant to, that they were professional whores. Angelus made a nice stand in for a pimp.
The three vampires sat down at the bar. Angelus ordered a bourbon and coke for himself, but nothing for either of his women.
“Fred, darling, go flirt up that man in the blue polo. He’s been staring at your ass since we walked in here, and he looks like the kind of man with money to spend on prostitutes. Cordelia, the blonde in the red sweater has been trying to see your tits through the trench coat, so maybe go try talking to him.”
“Will do boss.” said Cordelia. She grabbed Fred, and kissed her deep on the lips. Every eye in the bar was on the slutty lesbians in trench coats making out. As the kiss ended, Cordelia slapped Fred hard on the ass, causing her to shriek as she sauntered sexily toward the man in the polo shirt.
Cordelia grasped the lapels of her trench coat, and opened it wider, showing off a healthy slice of cleavage to the bar, before heading towards the man in the sweater vest. The men in the bar sat back, mostly returning to normal, but each one of them would sneak a look as often as possible.
Cordelia sat down at the table.
“Hey big boy, wanna buy me a drink?” Cordelia said, batting her eyelashes as sluttily as possible.
“What's in it for me?” Asked the man, in an unexpectedly low voice.
“Don’t you wanna see what’s under my coat?” She responded.
“God yes! What do you want to drink?” The man said, just a little too eagerly.
At the same time, Fred was using her womanly charms to woo the man in the polo shirt. She wasn’t flaunting herself quite as much as her fellow vampiric harlot, but was still an alluring woman. Angelus was sitting at the bar, rolling his eyes.
“How in the hell did these idiots think that two women as hot as these would ever go for them?” Angelus thought to himself. It made him sick how stupid humans could be. It also made him slightly jealous that the women were flirting with other men. No, not the women. His women. He had saved them from death, they were his, and his alone.
He stood up, chugged what was left of his bourbon and coke, and smashed the glass on the floor, and stormed out of the bar. Within minutes, both Fred and Cordelia had taken their men by the hand, and followed Angelus out of the bar.
Angelus was nowhere to be seen by the time both women walked into the lobby. So both women had their men sit side by side on the couch. They then kissed, and groped each other through their coats, getting both men very erect.
As the women finally dropped their coats, giving both men views of two perfect pairs of tits, and two perfect slits covered in black satin, the lights shut off. The two humans in the room were afraid, but the thong-clad vampires both simply changed their faces, to reveal their true selves.
When the lights came on, Angelus was standing behind the couch. Polo shirt turned to look up at him. Angelus grabbed him up over the couch, and revealed his true face, before draining the silently terrified man dry. He hadn’t had any blood since he had fucked Cordelia Chase to death yesterday, and was famished.
The man in the sweater vest screamed, before looking for an answer from the two nearly-naked brunettes, before realizing that they both had similar facial deformities to the monster that had killed his friend. He screamed again, seeing their monstrous faces.
“What...are we not still pretty?” Cordelia asked, getting a nod of agreement from her scantily clad vampiric bitch. Cordelia grabbed the man, and yanked down his pants, letting his boner spring free. She pushed his naked ass down onto a small ottoman, before sexily dropping her miniscule thong down her legs, and stepping her sultry stilettos out of the silky, sexy panties. The man gasped as he saw her naked cunt come into view.
She threw one high-heeled leg over his knees, and sat on his lap, taking his miniscule dick into her warm, wet snatch. She pulled his face into her pale tits, surrounding his face with soft flesh.
Fred came from behinding, sinking her fangs into his jugular. Cordelia came from the front on the opposite side, appearing as though she was making out with the skinny brunette through the sweater vest clad man’s neck. They began to grope each other’s tits and other assets around their meal. This spilled Cordelia’s warm girlcum to start pooling around the man’s rapidly deflating dick, and Fred’s panties to fill with similarly sweet-smelling juices.
Their first time drinking blood for both of them made them extremely horny. So, as the man's blood dried up, they stopped with the pretense of feeding, and began making out, and grinding their pussies against each other’s, the soft fabric of Fred’s thong stimulating Cordelia’s throbbing clit.
Soon they were on the floor, their high-heeled shoes discarded, kissing and groping each other. Cordelia rolled over so Fred was on the bottom, before breaking the kiss. She crawled up Fred’s small, lithe body, and sat up. She lowered her well lubricated pussy over Fred’s mouth, giving a girly sigh of pleasure as the smaller woman’s tongue touched her sensitive nub.
Cordelia humped Fred’s face, exciting herself, but feeling bad about Fred not having any stimulation, decided to do something about it. She lifted her self off of the woman’s face, and rotated 180 degrees, and lowered herself back down, forcing Fred’s mouth onto her pussy, and Fred’s nose between her pale, soft ass cheeks, and almost up her tight, puckered butthole.
Cordelia leaned down, and pulled off Fred's thong, rendering them both finally naked. She lowered her mouth, taking a first lick at the sweet nectar of Fred’s twat. While the two immortal women sixty-nined on the floor, Angelus masturbated on the couch. They all began to build orgasms at the same time. Fred came first, filling Cordelia’s mouth with her tasty fluid, followed shortly by Cordelia, with a similar result.
Angelus held on just long enough to walk to the women, and pointed his dick at the two women, before releasing his seed, soating both women in warm, sticky semen. Angelus, now naked, guided both women to the shower, before getting in and sharing in the warm, steamy cleaning. After they were all three cleaned, they got in Angelus’s bed, and fell asleep, just as the sun began to rise over Los Angeles.

(Author's Note: Hi, thanks for reading my story. I hope you are enjoying it so far. If you can, please review, and tell me wht you thought of it/ ideas about where you would like it to go. Thanks, BillytheKidd.)
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