Time to play ...

[__theslayer__]

I was too hyper and uber excited to sleep. Angelus had me in a deathgrip and it's like, hello, oxygen becoming an issue, but that was the great part. It wasn't. Rolling away from him, I stood up, looking around the room. Why the hell were we here anyway? I wanted to play and I can't play when no one is around. Sighing, unneededly, I walk to the

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[_r_giles_]

It was still very early in the morning when a soft knock at my door woke me. I looked up confuses as one of the witches of the coven told me there was a phone call from me from the united states. I was immediately alarmed. They were usually very good at figuring out the time difference, so that only left an emergency.

Grabbing my glasses from the nightstand, I put them on my nose and slip my feet in my slippers. Pulling on a bathrobe quickly, I nearly run down the stairs, almost tripping on the ancient things. I nod my thanks at the woman and pick up the telephone. Taking a few deep breaths I calm down and clear my throat. "Buffy? Is everything alright?"

[_r_giles_]

"Need...Buffy..." What is going on? She knows I can't just leave Willow here alone. The girl nearly destroyed the world, ended it, went off the deep end. She knows this, yet she's calling me suddenly needy? Something is very wrong here.

She never did this when I left her before. I don't like this. "Buffy what is going on? Is...Did-did something happen to Dawn? Everyone is alright aren't they?" Pulling off my glasses and start to polish them, cradling the receiver between my shoulder and ear.

[_r_giles_]

"Dawn?" I nearly drop my glasses and put them quickly on the small desk that holds the phone. Dawn is sick and dying? Yet, she sounds so...cassual about it. There is something very, very wrong with the tone of her voice, the way she talks.

"What happened, Buffy?" I ask again. I'd like some details. "How...how did Dawn get sick? What's wrong with her?" My mind is racing. I'd have to tell Willow and get us a flight back home as soon as we can if this is true. But why is there this lingering thought in the back of my mind that makes all my alarm bells go off?

[true_angelus]

I feel her slide under the blankets against me, her cold flesh pressing into mine. I wrap my arm around her with my eyes still closed and smile as I feel her suck my earlobe into her mouth. Dirty slut.

Baby, things are about to get very interesting.

I open my eyes slowly and look at her, she has a giddy look on her face and I know she's been naughty. I prop up on an elbow and look down at her.

"What have you done?" I ask sternly, trying very hard not to grin at the level of excitement as she bounces happily under the covers. "Buffy..." God with my luck she'd called up a grip of people to come beat us down just for fun, so she could kill them all. I wouldn't mind watching, still have to assess the level of her strength, and I gotta say... looking forward to that.

"Spill." I say as I wrap my hand in her hair and grip tightly. "Don't make me impatient... tell daddy."

[true_angelus]

Let go of my hair! I called Giles, told him Dawn was sick and then ... I was gonna kill him, happy? Geez, let me go!

I smirk at her and pull her to me, our lips just touching. God she's already sadistic and plotting against her family and loved ones, can a fledgling get any better? I half expected her to mope about and try to think of ways to stake herself because she was so determined as a Slayer. Seems she's sinking into the role of killer quite nicely.

"You... are a delicious little fuck." I growl and kiss her hard, letting my hand move from her hair and roam down her body. Every square inch of this glorious creature was mine, oh yes. "I'm impressed, not too many can impress me, gotta say again glad I vamped you."

I sit up a bit more and tug her toward me, letting her get comfortable. "So, when do your guests arrive?" This would be entertaining to watch, I plan on having front row seats when Tweed Boy gets snacked on by his own fucking Slayer. Hot.

[true_angelus]

I lay there comfortably as she nestles against me, her mouth on my body and then my mouth. She straddles me and she starts in on the questions.

So can we? Go? Now?

I reach up and put my finger to her mouth. I roll my attention to the curtains on the window, daylight peeking off from under them. I look back at her and shake my head.

"We can't go now unless you plan on taking Giles and Dawn down as a pile of dust..." I smile at her and kiss her lips again. "But as soon as it's down... they are ours. Aren't they in England or some shit anyway? Well... Giles and Willow at least. Dawnie, we can snag her anytime that will be easy."

I wrap my arms around her and run my fingertips along her cold, dead flesh. I wonder if good old Faith knows what I've done to her precious sister Slayer. I wonder if she'd show up. There's a thought, hmm... can I have them both?

[true_angelus]

I watch as she realizes it's daylight, her hands still roaming my body. Damn. Yes Dawnie will be easy, easy and sweet as candy. Young ones are always the best, you can still taste the innocence in them. She takes my hand and puts it on her body, telling me how exciting it was she wanted to fuck herself. Ahem. Have I mentioned how amazing this bitch is?

Can we pay a visit to Willy and the wicked witch?

A smile dances across my lips and my hand dips between her legs, smirking at the wetness now on my fingertips.

"Oh yes... we will, bet your sweet vampire ass we will baby." I smile smugly and shove two fingers deep inside her. "That's a promise... can't wait to see Willy's look when he realizes I vamped his prize piece of ass." I let out a chuckle and kiss up her neck.

[true_angelus]

I hear her talking but I'm not really listening with my fingers where they are, I hear her say something about puppy dog eyes and then she moans. I smirk and move my fingers a bit quicker, curling them deep inside her as my thumb brushes her clit.

"Oh fuck, Angelus?" I smirk and lean down, taking her nipple into my mouth savagely, biting at it until I feel blood rise to the surface. I look up at her and grin. "Thought I was... funny."

Just as she is about to spill over the edge I realize wait a minute, I need to feel myself inside her. Owning her. Showing her who she belongs to. I withdraw my fingers and climb on top of her, slamming inside of her, moving to the rhythm my fingers had established.

"You're mine now." I whisper into her ear as she grips me hard to her. "Don't you ever forget it."