A Prank gone wrong with Angel

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You are crouching down hiding behind a plant on your porch, the perfect hiding spot. No one can see you from the driveway or the porch steps but you can see anyone approaching. Angel called you and told you he was on his way home from the clubhouse, and you had been in this spot since. You hear the familiar rumble of his motorcycle coming down your street and a few moments later he is parking in your driveway.

He climbs off his bike and heads to the front door, you slowly edge your way forward. Angel goes to open the door but realises its locked, he knocks on the door and calls out "Y/N?", he waits a few moments and then starts to move towards you, going for the spare key hidden behind the plant you are hiding behind.

"Stick em up" you shout as you jump up scaring the daylights out of him

Angel jumps back, observing you with the giant super soaker in your hands

"Now Y/N, you don't want to be doing anything you can't handle the consequences for" he says with that beautiful smirk of his spreading across his face

"I'm the one with the gun, I make the rules" you reply laughing and pumping the gun spraying him with water

"Oh now you're in for it" Angel says laughing

you squeal as he chases you around the porch into the backyard, you manage to dodge him and he grabs the garden hose off the ground turning it on and chasing you with it. A few minutes later you are completely drenched and laughing, you drop your super soaker and put your hands up "Okay, I surrender" you say

"that's what I thought" Angel says walking over to you, you are both completely soaked and he pulls you in for a kiss.

The following morning you head off for work, your water fight with Angel the following day still has you smiling from ear to ear. After work, you message Angel to tell him you are on your way home, he quickly responds letting you know he will meet you at your house.

As you pull into your driveway, you don't see Angels bike, grateful to have beaten him home thinking you might have time for a quick shower before he arrives you walk up to your front door and open the screen, the next minute you feel something fall on your face, realising a spider has just fallen on you, you scream trying to brush it off dropping everything in your hands and just panic. You stumble backwards and slip off your top porch step, landing on your ass. You hear "Oh my god, baby I'm so sorry" Angel is standing over you, offering his hand to help you up

You groan letting Angel help you up "YOU PUT A FAKE SPIDER IN MY DOOR?" You yell a little louder than intended

"Yeah, my bad" Angel says sheepishly

"Come on, let's go inside before the neighbours come out at all the commotion" Angel picks up your bag and keys, along with the fake spider, he shoves it in his pocket and opens the front door for you "After you" he says

You walk inside, heading straight for your kitchen grabbing an ice pack out of the freezer, you put it on your lower back where you fell

Angel walks into the kitchen after you "Baby, are you okay?" he asks his voice full of concern

"I'm fairly sure I broke my ass when I fell" you reply

"Not your ass, that's like my second favourite part of you" he says laughing "here, let me look at it"

You turn around leaning forward onto the bench and pulling the back of your shirt up so Angel can see where you fell.

His hands slide down your side, sending waves of electricity through you "I can't see anything" he says softly pulling your shirt up further. He gently runs the tips of his fingers down your spine and over your lower back, he kneels, gently pulling the tops of your work pants down.

"What are you doing?"

"Getting a closer look" he says, his breath warm against your skin

"ahhh there it is" he says as he gently presses his lips to the spot where you fell. His lips start pressing light kisses all along your lower back and up your spine, Angel pulls the rest of your shirt off as you stand up and he is kissing along your shoulder and up your neck. He nuzzles into your ear whispering "Do you forgive me? Or should we continue this apology in the bedroom?"

You turn to face him, your back pushing against the kitchen counter now, you tilt your head up to him, kissing him softly on his chin "Definitely the bedroom" you reply 

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