*You would think a centuries old vampire would know when a lock just sucks*

Cordelia slipped the slender piece of metal into the lock, and jimmied it open. Hearing the tell tale ‘click’ of the lock snapping open, she pulled out the metal slip and placed her hand on the doorknob. Glancing quickly around the silent stone floored hallway, her dark eyes surveying the scene, she checked to see if she was being seen. Satisfied that she was safe, Cordelia turned the knob and slipped into the apartment.

*I don’t know why Buffy wants me to do this… She’s the Slayer, for crying out loud!*

Looking around the apartment’s living room, seeing the leather covered furniture everywhere intrigued her. *Jeez, what’s his deal? Was he a cow in a past life or something?*

Walking quietly through the living room, Cordy touched the shining surface of the counter. *What does Buffy want me to look for? I can’t believe I agreed to do this* Her raven hair settled around her cheekbones as she bent over towards the floor, staring at something. Reaching down and picking it up, she raised her hand to reveal a piece of something shiny.

Looking closer at it, she saw that it was a piece of tinfoil, with the remnants of some kind of food on it. Sniffing, she wrinkled her nose. *Old chocolate… ick*

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"She doesn’t like the smell of my chocolatey goodness?" Xander asked in a low whisper. "Well, it’s Cordelia. Go fig."

"Shhh… You don’t want the bitch to know we are here." Angelus said, his voice barely audible in the dark of the closet. The two of them were huddled in Angelus’ front closet, hiding from Cordelia. They had been getting ready to watch some TV together when the sounds of the lock being pried were heard. But instead of Angelus confronting the intruder, he had ushered Xand into the closet. ‘To see what’s going on,’ his dark eyes had said urgently.

And now they stood, peering through a barely there crack between door and wall, watching Xander’s sometime girlfriend prowl through their kitchen.

"Dead Boy, what does she want?" Xander whispered, his eyes growing large with fear. She still didn’t know about them, and he liked it that way.

Angelus could only shrug in the dark. He suspected that the little twit of a Slayer and her suspicions was behind this. A low thud of anger began to pound in his temples… but that pounding was eclipsed by another pulse, this one emanating from his groin. He suddenly realized how close together he and his lover were in the dark.

Rubbing slightly against Xander, Angelus leaned his head in, so that his lips were brushing Xand’s ear. "Since we are alone, in the dark… we should try and take advantage of it…"

Xander’s response was immediate. Angelus could feel his lover stir against his leg, which in turn stimulated HIS erection further. Sliding one hand over Xander’s mouth, he moved the other down and inside of his lover’s pants. He could feel Xander gasp as he slid his hand around the other man’s shaft. Pressing Xander against the wall of the closet lightly, Angelus began to pump his curled fingers back and forth. He could feel the hotness of his lover’s skin warming the cool flesh of his palm… and the glory of Xander’s lips wordlessly mouthing the nothings of pleasure onto his fingers. Sliding his hand faster, occasionally rubbing the tip of Xander’s cock with his index finger and thumb, Angelus brought his lover to orgasm.

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Cordelia looked up. *I could have sworn I heard… knock it of, Cor. Too much Prozac for you.* Shaking her head, she walked over to the couch. Sitting down on the leather, with felt delightful under her silk skirt, she looked at the coffee table. *Angelus reads GQ? Oh, look, James Spader is on the cover… yum*

Flipping through the pages, she became quickly engrossed in the screen shots from "Pretty in Pink."

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When the pants finally ceased coming from Xander’s lips, Angelus removed his hand. He then moved in to kiss Xander slowly and heatedly, his tongue teasing the boy’s quickly. Pulling out, he whispered softly, "My turn."

Xander’s grin was bright enough to light up the dark of the closet.

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*Why do I get the feeling I am being watched? Well, more than usual…*

Glancing around the apartment quickly, she bent over to continue surveying the magazines spread across the dark surface of the table.

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Angelus’ eyes stayed on the dark haired head bent over his coffee table. His gaze went hazy as he felt Xander’s lips brush over his cock, teasing it. The boy proceeded to kiss a line across the upper surface of Angelus’ throbbing erection. Then he moved back to the head of it, running his tongue along the rim of the head in a slow circle.

Looking up, Xander could see the frustration on the vampire’s face. Smiling mischievously, he turned his attention to the huge cock in front of his face. Licking his lips, he opened his mouth wide, and took as much of Angelus’ erection into his mouth that he could. Sucking with all of his might, he began to slide back and forth. Angelus gripped the edges of the closet, staring at Cordelia’s head. It delighted him that the bitch was RIGHT there, and she had no idea her boy was fucking him at the moment.

Xander’s teeth pressed against the skin, scraping it lightly, as he bobbed up and down. His hands slid over the surface of Angelus’ thighs until they were at a level with his head. He then wrapped one hand around the base of Angelus’ cock, while the other stole down to his heavy sac. Xander’s fingers played with the balls, cupping them, testing their texture, as his mouth and hand massaged the rest.

Throwing his head back, choking back the cry of pleasure, Angelus came in Xander’s mouth. The boy swallowed it down quickly, licking the tip of his lover’s cock clean as he went.

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*Screw this. I don’t know what Summers wants, but obviously I’m not the girl to find it.*

Cordelia stood up in a huff, brushing the strand of hair back into perfect place. Straightening her skirt, she threw a glance at the rear of the apartment.

*Maybe…*

Shaking her head, she walked briskly out of the apartment.

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After about fifteen minutes of waiting after the sounds of the lock being redone had ended, the two guys tumbled out of the closet. Angelus, looking at Xander’s flushed face, said:

"I was wrong, love. The bitch can visit whenever she wants to."