[Locked]
Was flirting with Angel over on his journal and we started talking about memories. Good ones obviously since we were flirting, but what I didn't mention was that every good memory comes hand in hand with a bad one. No, that's not entirely right. A memory that I would enjoy if it weren't for this soul. But that's the thing...
Like that time in Vienna. I was so knackered he brought me breakfast in bed. And such a lovely little urchin she was. Not much in her though, starved to almost nothing. But she did taste sweet. Gazing at me with those big dark eyes until the very end.
That memory fills me with regret and shame but in spite of that it also gets me hard. The blood, running down my throat, draining the warmth out of her and making me flush. Her bony body shivering in my arms as I held her tight. And above all, Angelus standing in the shadowed corner, watching me as I killed her. Just thinking about it... *groans*
I'm not supposed to feel this way, am I? The soul... maybe it's not working. Maybe this time I came back wrong.
Like that time in Vienna. I was so knackered he brought me breakfast in bed. And such a lovely little urchin she was. Not much in her though, starved to almost nothing. But she did taste sweet. Gazing at me with those big dark eyes until the very end.
That memory fills me with regret and shame but in spite of that it also gets me hard. The blood, running down my throat, draining the warmth out of her and making me flush. Her bony body shivering in my arms as I held her tight. And above all, Angelus standing in the shadowed corner, watching me as I killed her. Just thinking about it... *groans*
I'm not supposed to feel this way, am I? The soul... maybe it's not working. Maybe this time I came back wrong.