Welcome To The Party

Written as a challenge issued on Deviant Art in which characters were chosen from my novel and from any other fandom and a theme was chosen for me to write for during a dryspell in my novel writing. This was what came out of it. However... if desired... I may be tempted to continue this at least one more chapter... MAY


Welcome to the Party...

Angel moaned quietly as her eyes fluttered open and she looked around at the dimly lit room. She frowned as she tried to remember how she got there and blinked, her frown deepening when she realized her wrists were bound above her head.

“What the-”

“Welcome to the party,” a voice purred from across the room.

“Party?” It took her a moment before she recognized the quiet laughter. “Vergil?” She struggled against the silk ropes wrapped expertly around her wrists. “What is the meaning of this? Let me go.”

“And if I don't?”

Angel balked at his words. An uncharacteristic angry frown took her features as her voice darkened. “You mean before or after your brother realizes what you've done?”

Vergil smirked wickedly. “I would fear that if he wasn't here beside me with the same hungry look on his face.”

The color drained from her face as his words sunk in. “Dante?”

“Don't look so angry, love. It's all in good fun.”

“You aren't the one tied up.”

“But you have the best position in this little gathering,” another voice chimed in as Angel felt fingertips trail along her arms and down alongside her bared midriff.

Angel's head snapped to the side in shock. “Celeste?”

“Mmhmm.” The vampire seductress stepped in front of the blonde captive with the same hungry look in her eyes. “Now, do you want to enjoy the game, or spoil our fun and just go on about your day?”

This is a dream... all a dream... Dante would never allow this... Angel swallowed hard and looked around at the group before her. Dante and Vergil had left their spots at the far side of the room and joined Celeste.

“All you have to do is say the word and we can end this now, Angel,” Dante whispered near her ear as his fingers trailed over her. He laughed softly when her felt her reaction to his touch and heard her sharp intake of breath. Without looking he knew her eyes were closed and she had trapped her upper lip between her teeth.

“No,” she breathed. “Don't stop...”

“I believe that's all we need to hear,” Celeste purred happily as she joined Dante in his seduction by touch. “You know what to get, Ver.”

Vergil chuckled quietly as he lifted the lid off of a silver tray. “Oh yes, no party is really a party until the candle wax is brought in for extra fun.”

Angel's voice was breathless as her body began to react to the tender torment of touches and kisses being left by her husband and friend. “Candle wax?”

“Relax,” Celeste assured her between kisses. “I assure you it is quite enjoyable...”