Splashdown

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The problem with using one of the keys to commute home was that there was no way to control where the key brought you back. Sure there was a chance that you'd end up in the same place that you'd originally left from, but there was also a chance that you'd end up two rooms over, on a different floor, trapped inside of Principal Connor's filing cabinet, face to face with the enraged leftovers of Wednesday's Meatloaf Surprise, or worse.

In Angelus's case it dropped him off by the indoor pool.

Specifically twenty feet above the indoor pool.

Angelus could be heard to say "Oh sh-" before there was a loud splash.

Fortunately not needing to breathe removed one problem from the equation of trying to right himself, get oriented, deal with the tangle that his clothes had suddenly become, and then get to the edge of the pool. He pulled himself out, carefully cradling a package that had originally been safe inside of a grocery bag, but the paper bag had turned into a sodden mess.

He bundled the bag and its inventory into a makeshift sling made from his coat, then squished his way back to the fourth floor.

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The earlier shades of his upset were starting to fade and be replaced by a demeanor of a deeply sated jungle cat. He skirted his finger around her hip, then moved his hand down to cup her ass and draw her closer still.

For all that he'd just been in the pool, his skin was warm, as though something inside of him had managed to raise his otherwise room temperature body heat to the point where not even a quick swim could have brought it down.

"You know," he said, his tone inviting, "there is that shower I was meaning to take."

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Faith leaned in closer to him. "Well, that sounds promising," she said, drawing her finger over his chest and down to the waistband of his pants.

She had realized, even before she leaned closer, the reason behind his warmth and behavior. He reeked of having recently fed, and all of her slayer instincts demanded that she do something about it.

She kissed him.

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There was a low, rumbling growl as Angelus responded to the kiss. Both hands reached down to cup her ass, then lift her bodily onto the desktop that he had cleared off in his earlier rage.

He broke the kiss for just a moment. His eyes were hard and predatory as he looked at her. Not that he wanted to destroy her, but that he wanted to have her.

When he kissed her again it was rough, and biting, and as though he didn't much care if she wanted him to or not.

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Faith grinned ferally as Angelus kissed her roughly. She enjoyed his roughness more than was good for her.
He was going to tear her apart, and she was going to love every second of it.
Faith pulled him closer, wrapping her legs around his waist and grabbing his shoulders to pull him down to her. She kissed him harder, biting back a little.

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Angelus thrust forward. He was already hard, and not interested in taking his time about it.

"Shame you wore pants," he said, mouthing his way down her neck. "I could be inside of you right now."

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Faith grabbed his hips, grinding herself into him. "You maybe want to remedy that?"

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"Think I do," Angelus thrust forward. A light of inspiration twinkled in his eyes. He detangled himself only just enough to take one of the bigger yet still wickedly sharp shards of glass from his earlier rage.

He held it up. "Trust me?"

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Faith looked at him, mock offended. "Not at all. But I figure you're not dumb enough to try an kill me now."