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TITLE: Found
AUTHOR: Tesla
RATING: PG
SPOILERS: Early AtS Season 3
CHARACTERS: Angel/Cordy
DISCLAIMERS:
SUMMARY:
NOTES: A companion piece to Starlet2367's "Lookin' for Love", with
her permission
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"Huh," he said, and the little sound sent shivers over her shoulders. "I can be
there in 15 minutes."
"Bring the baby?"
His voice sounded startled, amused. "You only want me for my baby?"
She laughed and leaned up to pull the plug. "I've never heard it called that before."
----------from "Lookin' for Love" by Starlet2367
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By four-thirty, Cordelia had put on clean pajamas, and was leaning against her kitchen counter, eating chocolate chip mint ice cream, straight from the tub. She was coming down from her contact high and starting to realize that she'd been awake for twenty hours.
She didn't care. She felt light-headed and carefree. She'd just had a near-vision experience of the sexual kind, and guess what? No skull-splitting headache or pictures of vampires igniting sparks behind her eyes.
Well, maybe one vampire.
She heard Dennis open the door. "Thanks, Dennis," she heard Angel say.
Angelvoice.
The sound went straight to her clit. She turned, and he stood there in the doorway, holding Connor in his carrier, and Connor's diaper bag in one hand. "Hiya, Cordy," he began. "Connor's a little---"
She was pressed to his side, one hand on the baby, the other on his face, pulling his mouth down for a kiss. Angel's free hand was on her shoulder, the diaper bag banging her on her hip. It was an awkward angle, and she only got the corner of his mouth. Smiling, she kissed him again.
The baby squealed, and let loose with a long string of vowel sounds. Cordy turned under Angel's arm and took the carrier from him.
"---fussy," Angel said. "I brought a bottle." He still had his arm around her, and they peered down at the baby together.
"Hello, little man," Cordy said. The baby studied her, then his forehead crinkled. "Whoops. Let me check him."
Angel held the carrier while she pulled the baby out. "Did your Daddy wake you up?" She crooned. Angel put the carrier on the table, and pulled the bottle out of the diaper bag. Connor waved his fists and seemed to
be undecided whether to close his eyes or not.
Cordy walked the baby into her bedroom. Not too much left of the night, but some. It didn't matter, really. Her windows had sun-blocking shades, and thick curtains. Behind her, Dennis turned off the lights as she walked through the apartment. She settled cross-legged on the bed, and
unwrapped Connor. "You're not wet at all, are you? Did you just want to see your Cordy?" Her bedside light came on, and the baby's gaze went to it.
Angel came in the bedroom, with the bottle of formula.He had taken off his duster, and was unromantically carrying the diaper bag. Seeing Cordy holding Connor, he stopped short, and blinked. Then he gave her one of his rare, radiant smiles.
"What?" Cordy asked, grinning. Angel sat beside her on the bed.
"I can't imagine a more beautiful sight," he said.
She surprised herself by blushing. She dropped her head, to hide it. "He's still a little fussy."
"Why don't you get under the covers?" Angel asked. "Here." He pulled the bed clothes back, and Cordy pushed herself to the head of the bed, and tucked her feet in. She settled herself and gave the bottle to the baby.
"You, too," she said. Odd to not feel shy, now. That's what mind-blowing orgasms did to you. At least to her, because Angel just stood there. "C'mon, Angel, it's late. You're worn out." Her mouth curved in a smile. "I should know."
He chuckled, which gave her a strange joy. "You should know, Cordy." He sat down on the other side of the bed and unlaced his boots. He pulled off his sweater, and stood up to shuck off his pants. In his boxers, he slid beside her, and leaned back on the pillows to watch Cordy feed his son. He propped his head on one hand, and cupped Connor's little head with the palm of his other hand.
"That's right, baby, your big daddy's right there. We're all together," Cordy said, in the singsong voice Connor loved. She looked up, and met Angel's liquid stare. For a moment, neither of them breathed.
Connor poked the nipple out of his mouth. "I don't think he's really hungry," Angel said. He gently rubbed Connor's head, and Cordy's arm supporting it.
"I know. This was probably a bad idea. I just wanted to see both my men," Cordy said, putting the bottle on the bedside table. She sat up, and put Connor on her shoulder to burp him. She glanced over at Angel.
"We wanted to see you," he said. "Let me have him." Angel lay on his back, the baby cradled on his stomach. Connor blinked slowly, once, twice. Angel softly rubbed his back.
Cordelia lay down beside them, her head on Angel's arm, pressing herself against the long cool length of him. He draped one arm over her, snuggling her into the hollow of his shoulder. She put her hand under his , so she could touch Connor, too.
Angel sighed, and she felt his chin on the top of her head.
Beside them, the light went out.
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