Ohhh play time…
The moment the moon rose I could feel it, it sent tingles through out my body. Spike and I got up and we got dressed for hunting. I slipped on a tight pair of black jeans and a lace up halter-top.
I couldn’t help but smirk as Spike said I looked good enough to eat, I could only reply and tell him he did that already.
I walk around the crypt and see various spots that have the clear memory of the fight last night. The fight that was supposed to be our victory. I wanted to turn the slayer for Spike originally but then I changed my mind. I wanted to torture and kill her while he watched. I wanted him to see the show as I turned his little slayer whore into nothing but a punching bad. And a nice source of warm flowing slayer blood.
I can’t help but smirk at the idea of cutting her whiny tongue out of her mouth and keeping her alive as our blood source.
But I had a knawing feeling that there wouldn’t be any of that. After all she did go home with the newly de-souled Angelus. I’m sure he was famished and drained her little body dry within moments of taking her home. I can’t help but feel a hunger inside to know what Slayer’s blood tastes like. After all my dear Sire’s killed two so far.
In due time he shall teach me.
I turned and looked up at him. “Kitten wants to hunt.” I pressed my body against his and grinned. “I want to leave more presents nailed to trees.” I ran my hand down his cheek. “Then we will worry about Angelus dear Sire.” I rested my forehead against his chest. “I am regretful that I have brought such worry onto you.” I lean up and playfully nip at his neck with my human teeth. “Whenever you’re ready dear Sire.”
I couldn’t help but smirk as Spike said I looked good enough to eat, I could only reply and tell him he did that already.
I walk around the crypt and see various spots that have the clear memory of the fight last night. The fight that was supposed to be our victory. I wanted to turn the slayer for Spike originally but then I changed my mind. I wanted to torture and kill her while he watched. I wanted him to see the show as I turned his little slayer whore into nothing but a punching bad. And a nice source of warm flowing slayer blood.
I can’t help but smirk at the idea of cutting her whiny tongue out of her mouth and keeping her alive as our blood source.
But I had a knawing feeling that there wouldn’t be any of that. After all she did go home with the newly de-souled Angelus. I’m sure he was famished and drained her little body dry within moments of taking her home. I can’t help but feel a hunger inside to know what Slayer’s blood tastes like. After all my dear Sire’s killed two so far.
In due time he shall teach me.
I turned and looked up at him. “Kitten wants to hunt.” I pressed my body against his and grinned. “I want to leave more presents nailed to trees.” I ran my hand down his cheek. “Then we will worry about Angelus dear Sire.” I rested my forehead against his chest. “I am regretful that I have brought such worry onto you.” I lean up and playfully nip at his neck with my human teeth. “Whenever you’re ready dear Sire.”