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Holy crap, I love this so much. Seriously: I was absolutely giddy the whole time. A giddy that only increased exponentially as I read, so now I feel a little high. This is so beautiful and so sane and so full of really, really excellent lines -- How Cordelia’s mother had never been very smart or very sweet, and how deep down, under that brittle, seeming cluelessness, Cordelia had always been both. ; licked her clit like a kitten to cream ; heat rolling off them like the devil in the desert in the middle of summer -- and so in character everywhere. And I am so in love with Angel being an end table, and with Angel... what’s it like to be the only girl in this relationship? and with the overlapping bits of text, which normally would be very annoying but here so perfectly mirrors the give-and-take, ebb-and-flow of the relationship that it only comes off as brilliant.
Seriously. This is beautiful. Absolutely the best story I've read of this pairing, and climbing really high up the list of my all-time favorite fic. Thank you so much.
- carlyinrome