Angel Fic for roguemarch

[cmk418]

roguemarch requested several pairings and fandoms. I chose William/Angelus from "Angel"



“What I can’t figure out was what Drusilla was on about? Fallen winged one. She said you wanted to be with the ‘fallen winged one’ on your special day.”

“So you took me pheasant hunting,” William said, disappointed, partly because it took the prompting of Dru and Darla to have Angelus come out with him on his birthday, and partly because the stupid git was missing the point.

“You never paid attention in Sunday services, did you?” William asked.

“Not much cause to. Don’t think they’ll be having me back now, do you?”

“Not unless they start having their services at night.”

William groaned. Images flashed in his mind of the kind of services he’d like to have with Angelus at night. Kneeling could be involved.

“You don’t seem to be too keen on the hunt, William.”

“I’m planning my strategy. One doesn’t usually hunt by the light of the moon.”

“We do.”

“Yes."

The report of Angelus’ gun echoed in the silence of the woods. There was the rustle of branches and the thump as something fell to the ground. “There you go, William. Claim the fallen winged one.”

As Angelus found himself pinned against a tree, William’s lips placing bruising kisses on his mouth, he wondered what he’d said to cause such behavior in the fledge.


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