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tamingthemuseTitle: → Gentlemen Prefer Blondes
Pairing: → Angelus/Cordelia
Rating: → NC17
Author: →![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
skargasm
Prompt(s): → Prompt #353 : In Flagrante Delicto @![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-community.gif)
tamingthemuse, Prompt: Venus @ love_bingo & Prompt #33 : Surprise @ 52_challenge
Fandom: → BtVS
Word Count: →
Genre: → AU
Beta: → Unbeta'd but Proofread
Disclaimer: → Property of Joss Whedon & M.E., not mine
Summary: → It would appear that even their taste in women was completely different.....
A/N: → This is a one-shot – got too many WIPs in hand to make it more. Enjoy!
She really was quite beautiful – standing out like Venus rising from the waves. Wait, had that been Venus? Whatever. In a sea of sun-kissed blondes, her glossy dark locks shone with health and vitality, just like a hair commercial. He loved how long it was – all the easier to wrap around his hand whilst he held her head back and kissed her. Or bit her. But he was getting ahead of himself. He had some fish to kill and a beautiful, hand drawn portrait to leave on someone's pillow before he could get to the reward portion of the evening. Strange how even his taste in women was different to that of the soul-having gutless bastard. Or maybe not. Both shared the innocent sensuality that drew the eye; both moved with a natural grace that served to enhance their natural beauty; both had the potential to be queens of high school.
Pairing: → Angelus/Cordelia
Rating: → NC17
Author: →
skargasmPrompt(s): → Prompt #353 : In Flagrante Delicto @
tamingthemuse, Prompt: Venus @ love_bingo & Prompt #33 : Surprise @ 52_challengeFandom: → BtVS
Word Count: →
Genre: → AU
Beta: → Unbeta'd but Proofread
Disclaimer: → Property of Joss Whedon & M.E., not mine
Summary: → It would appear that even their taste in women was completely different.....
A/N: → This is a one-shot – got too many WIPs in hand to make it more. Enjoy!
She really was quite beautiful – standing out like Venus rising from the waves. Wait, had that been Venus? Whatever. In a sea of sun-kissed blondes, her glossy dark locks shone with health and vitality, just like a hair commercial. He loved how long it was – all the easier to wrap around his hand whilst he held her head back and kissed her. Or bit her. But he was getting ahead of himself. He had some fish to kill and a beautiful, hand drawn portrait to leave on someone's pillow before he could get to the reward portion of the evening. Strange how even his taste in women was different to that of the soul-having gutless bastard. Or maybe not. Both shared the innocent sensuality that drew the eye; both moved with a natural grace that served to enhance their natural beauty; both had the potential to be queens of high school.
