Dis/claimers: Joss, Mutant, Fox,
and everyone else but me and you, own CC. I own Lucy.
Comments: This sex scene will not
go into great detail. It also stops here. Cordy will get another quick,
kinky fuck soon. Possibly in her office, on the desk. I like the thought
of that.
Dedications: To Steff
and Dream Frequence. Show -me the, error of: my; speling &grammer',
and, I; will: kneal @ you"re feet. *wink*
Lucy's POV
LaOC XVIII- Eating Out...
Or In... Or On
'To celebrate our 'union', Cordelia. I thought I could
show you why people call me a smart mouth.'
I punctuate my sentence by tensing the front of the
bikini fabric she's wearing, with my fingers.
Then I begin my 'considerate calming'; they say people
like being stroked, I've found that between a girls thighs is the best
place to start this off.
And if this girl's anything to go by they were right.
She likes being stroked, and a whole lot more.
Purring like a kitten.
Breasts heaving... should I write cheap romance novels?
Thing is, they are heaving.
Let me steady one of them with my tongue.
There, much better.
Cordelia seems to have gotten rid of that kitten and
invested in a chainsaw.
No more purring now.
I am pleased with myself.
'Please...'
'Yes, please? Faster, please? More, please? Lick my
thighs, please? Tell me what you want, Cordelia.'
'I want you to shut up and start moving your fingers
again. Look, I'll do it if you're not.'
She looks at me with a face so heavy with lust that
I wonder how she can keep her eyes open.
And then... do it herself?
How can you be a virgin?!
I get a suppressed grin as her hand moves mine away,
and starts...
I think I'm going to leave a wet patch on my bed at
this rate.
Enough playing.
I want to break my new toy; now!
Cordelia's POV
Wanton hussy equals me.
And I. Don't. Care.
There's only so much a girl can take before the words;
spontaneous human combustion, crop up too many times.
I don't want my first girl time to end with me turning
into a crop circle.
No. Way.
Anyway, me getting some DIY with a partner gets me
twenty more points.
So I do.
Lucy looks like she might take on the "combustion
challenge".
Good, my shoulders don't need the weight of carrying
it round alone.
Don't want to get all hunched up by the time I'm thirty.
Then, after a pause of, oh, ten seconds, she rips
my hand away and kisses me.
And I mean kisses me.
The kind of kisses where you have to be lying down
or you fall over.
I need to be played with!
I'm not some crappy toy that gets ten minutes attention
at Christmas.
I'm Cordelia Chase!
Lucy's POV
No point wandering round that head of hers.
What she thinks is normally what she says.
Refreshing.
On to more productive tasks.
I move my mouth over to her neck, and work my way
down to her breasts.
Slowly.
Carefully.
Biting every now and then.
Always like to leave my mark.
Wonder if she'll bleed when I fuck her?
Virgins normally do.
Oh well, more sheets to bin.
And here I am again.
Breasts.
Just as I'm about to lick one, my incisors flick out.
No!
Listen up, teeth, I love you, I do, you're my favs,
honestly, but this is not the time!
I think it's because I'm hor... no, that is not
a call for my horns.
Ok, concentrate.
Calm down, Lucy.
I take some deep breaths, and I feel everything settling
down.
My teeth flick back in, as quickly as they appeared,
and my horns no longer threaten an appearance.
Praise Hell.
I short pause to compose myself, then back to you
two girls!
I flick my tongue over a nipple, and, oh, how sweet;
she arched for me.
And a groan?
Gifts, gifts, gifts, all for juicy Lucy.
I kiss my way down her stomach; wet kisses, leaving
a trail.
I adore women, they always taste so nice.
Pure and sweet.
I take a look up at her.
I have to say, she's quite stunning.
Hair still wet from the Jacuzzi and the rest of her
covered in a light sheen of sweat.
I wish I'd switched my digi-cam on to catch all of
this.
Nothing better than watching it again in the morning,
over croissants and tea.
I run my hands up her thighs; toned and smooth.
Her muscles ripple under my fingers; it's a turn on,
for both of us.
Then I kneel in-between her legs and watch her chest.
She knows what I'm going to do, by the look of her
breathing.
So, I tease, because let's face it, there's nothing
better, just so long as you get it in the end that is.
I slowly lick my way up the inside of her thigh, then
move to the other and do the same.
Then, I move back to the first one and start all over
again.
'You're... teasing... please... '
A bite on her hip stops that little mouth from moving.
And then we come to that moment.
When everything has built up inside and you either
have to let it out or risk exploding.
So here it is, the time when bad Lucy comes out
to play.
Heeeeere's Lucy.
I flick a claw out and cut the side straps of the
bikini bottom.
My hand pulls it out, quickly.
Waxes, nice.
I walk my fingers slowly down the inside of her thighs,
not touching anything important; yet.
You, Miss Chase, are almost begging for it.
And it will be a delight to give it to you.
Right, claws, listen carefully.
You know where I'm going to put my fingers, so do
not, I repeat, do not, come out, please.
I don't mind the blood from breaking the seal on a
virgin, but I like Cordelia, so I don't want to skewer her.
Are you listening to me?
Good.
'You're very wet, Cordelia. That because of little
me?'
One breathy word is all I get in reply.
'Yes.'
Sometimes it's better to be understated.
Less talk, more action.
I close my eyes.
I want to have it as more of a touch memory, than
a visual.
I walk my hand the remainder of the way up her thigh,
and excruciatingly slowly slip one finger into her.
There's nothing better than the feeling of a girl,
wrapped round your middle finger.
Not as tight as I was expecting.
Welcome surprise.
No crow-bars needed to get in there.
So I slip one more finger into her.
Now that's tight.
Her hips push down on my hand, wanting me inside her
more.
Always a delight to please the girls, Miss Chase.
I begin to leisurely fuck her.
Like a walk on the beach.
Hot, wet and delightful, with the right person.
All this moaning in time with my fingers is beginning
to make me pant.
Can't have that, not yet anyway.
So I slow it all down and concentrate on finding something.
Nope, no, not there... oh, here we go.
G. Spot.
And what a moan I get in response to that.
Could shatter glass with it.
Preferably not mine, just had these tinted windows
installed.
Now to my favourite past-time.
Well, that and being a bad Devil.
Eating out.
Say that to a girl, and she thinks you want to take
her to a restaurant.
Not. Exactly.
Similar, just you don't get a bill to pay at the end
of it, unless you've picked a lap dancer up of course, then the bill's
quite big.
They charge by the half hour.
'Cordelia, open your eyes and look at me. Good. Do
you know what I'm going to do to you know?'
'Yes.'
I seem to have pumped all the smart retorts right
out of her.
Never mind.
Let's sneak into that mind for a few seconds.
Oh dear.
'Forget about him, he didn't do it properly. Let me
show you how us girls do it. Close your eyes and lie back.'
Down to business then.
Cordelia's POV
Is there such a thing as being so hot that you pass
out?
No?
There needs to be.
I've done stuff that involved other peoples "things",
but never putting them inside anywhere!
Just... wow, which had a capital "ow!" to begin with,
but now I'm wondering why I waited.
'Cordelia, open your eyes and look at me. Good.
Do you know what I'm going to do to you know?'
I push up a bit.
I wish my arms would stop shaking, I look stupid.
It doesn't suit me.
She licks her lips and I so know what she
wants to do.
'Yes.'
Hey, listen up mouth, get with it and stop saying
that one word.
I sound like a broken record.
Then I remember the last person who attempted
to do something like this.
Maybe I don't want her to do it after all.
'Forget about him, he didn't do it properly.
Let me show you how us girls do it. Close your eyes and
lie back.'
How did she know about... oooooo-k,
shutting up.
Her finger rubs that... I don't know what it
is, that bit inside me, and I'm back down.
I could dub the soundtrack to a porno with the
sounds that have been coming out of me.
Then I feel warm breath on my...
OH
MY
GOD!
He didn't do it properly.
He didn't do one thing even nearly
properly!
Not even half a mile from nearly.
She's right on properly!
She is so on properly.
My mouth starts with the screaming.
No, not screaming!
This isn't "Cordelia does LA".
But I can't stop myself.
I'm so going to punch Xander when I see him.
As IF that's how you're meant to do it!
Then her fingers start moving in me faster,
and her tongue is... I bet she can tie knots in cherry stems with
it, that's all I have to say.
This isn't a party trick you can roll
out.
I don't DIY it a lot but I know when I'm about
to come.
And that time's swinging round pretty soon.
Did I say pretty soo...
FUCK!
My back does this soft porn arch, and I can't
help but scream her name out as I come.
Did I say come?
I meant COME.
Complete-Obliteratingly-Massive-Ecstasy
If I can get me to do one of those,
I'm doing it myself more often.
I must be doing something wrong, they're not
normally that good, or Lucy must know all the right
things to push... no, lick.
I open my eyes and she's next to me, smiling.
Did I pass out or something?
I don't even remember her moving.
Then she starts to kiss me, and I don't move
fast enough to stop her.
I don't want to taste mys... hey, I'm not too
bad.
That was the only thing putting me off, so I know
what I'm going to do to her.
Everyone always says I have a big mouth.
I'm thinking that's going to be a bonus, with
what I have planned tonight.