"Playtime"

[angelus_divine]

I had the advantage. The leverage. I had power over Faith now. Unbeknownst to my Buffy or the other slayer, I had done damage to Faith at that moment I had her. She would see me in her thoughts and most especially her dreams. She knew that I could’ve ended her life as fast as her lowlife father and whore of a mother had created her

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[the_golden_girl]

I was just going to warn him about the car when he poked his head up like some rabbit out of it's hole. Glancing around in all curiousity before ducking back in. My giggles couldn't be suppressed. Not at the sight my handsome devil of an angel made. He looked so afraid taken back by the oncoming car and quickly hid away. Only to come back up and have a woman yelling cusses at him from her drivers seat.

"You should look both ways Angelus, before crossing the street." I quipped, getting to my feet just as glass shattered and the shrill scream of a woman was heard. Music to my ears. Or at least what I would imagine music would be if it was all screams and no lyrics.

As I stood up, there he came, dragging the older woman, who had to be in her mid-thirties, my way. Just like some barbaric caveman. It was completey sexy in an animalistic way. With the toss of the struggling woman at my feet, Angelus was the one to come with a quick remark. One that made me want to laugh all the more. I just refrained from doing so. Like I want to be labeled insane? I so don't. Dru was the insane one...who by the way, so best stay away from my Angelus, now. Plus laughing wouldn't exactly frighten the woman as much as my silence might.

Crouching down, just as the woman who was attempting to get up, I ran my hand over her hair. "Oh, you've got a nasty gash on your head. Oh, you poor dear! What did that bad, bad man do to you?" Oh, I knew but it was fun for the while to play sympathetic and concerned, "He smashed in your car window and nearly became your front fenders accessory. Rude much, huh?" I asked casually, feeling my fingers cake with blood. "The glass must have cut her on the side of the head. Smooth move, baby. Now she's not completely aware of her death. She's probably all woozy and..." To hell with it. I was starved. That fight with Faith made me as she always proclaimed it made her; hungry and horny. Too bad my hunger would be doused at the expensive of not just one, but a few mortal lives.

Tightening my hand into the woman's hair, I pulled her up. Her head now bent at an ackward angle that caused enough pain to have her cry out in a bloodcurdling scream. Hitching up a notch or twenty as my fangs punctured the soft skin of her neck. Able to slip in without any blockage. The skin made a popping sound, blood bubbling to the surface and then running out in tiny droplets, before I retracted my fangs and pressed eager lips around the two wounds. Eyes closing as I wrapped my arms around the woman's body and hugged her to me. The woman still struggled, if only for a minute until her screams died into moans of pleasure. My tongue tracing over the wounds, while lips pulled and arms squeesed. Trying to rush the blood out faster.

In a matter of...not sure how long, since I wasn't exactly timing this, the woman lay dead in my arms like a ragdoll. Body lifeless and soul freed. Body now just a shell. Licking my lips clean, I leaned back and smiled up at Angelus, "You didn't want leftovers, did you?" I doubted he did and besides, I think that show right here made him far more hungry in other ways.