That was a part of me that never made me proud, right now I think I would try anything

[mr_angel]

I stood there watched her walk away. What was it with my being on this end of things? This wasn't the first time I'd watched Faith walk away from me, but at least this time she didn't say she hated me though I wouldn't be surprised if she did right now. She said it was okay. It. It was okay. At least this time she said she'd try with me. And

Comments

[ny_city_boy]

I listened as he told me what the conditions to seeing my children were. Something told me if she had just told him to stay away, she wasn't really wanting to see me right now. But I did want to see my kids.

When he said he may not be here when I got back, I froze. I almost didn't here what he said after because I had this feeling that this was just part of the cycle of walking out on. She left him so he washed his hands of me.

"What does that mean?" I asked carefully, as I sat up, my arms wrapped tightly around my knees as I stared at him. He was impossible to read and it was frustrating. "Are you telling me it's ok to come look for you or are you telling me to stay away?"

This wasn't the way it was supposed to be. Maybe I was an idiot for hoping that Angel, Faith and I would be able to get along and raise the kids together. Maybe I was stupid for thinking that we could exist together sharing space, but wasn't that what she had wanted once? For all of us to get along? The kids didn't need all of this tension and stuff, but I couldn't blame her for being angry. Was it right to really be angry at Angel though when I was the one who kept pushing his buttons until he reacted to me?

[mr_angel]

Harry almost looked worried after I finished. He asked what that meant exactly and I shook my head. "No, you don't have to stay away. I don't know exactly what I'll do when I get back there, but I won't be able to stay in this jungle for very long. It's okay for you to find me after you've seen your children."

Unlike Harry, I didn't do well with staying put. Maybe if given the right motivation, but just for the sake of staying here and waiting? I could do without that.

"I'm sorry I was gone for so long. Talking with Faith didn't last very long, but I stayed on the beach for a while longer. I didn't realize how long until I felt sunrise coming."

It meant something that he stayed here for so long. If I'd been here for half as long alone with nothing but polar bears to chase I'd go crazy. It proved that his reasons for leaving the first time were true.

"Thank you for staying here the entire time."

[ny_city_boy]

I relaxed as soon as he clarified what he meant. The idea of having another father walk out on me apparently freaked me out just as much as a vampire as it had a mortal. He explained why he was gone for so long, but he didn't really have too. I wasn't going to question him.

"Faith has a had a lot thrown at her. The kids, the island, the scientists, us, all of it hit her at once and now she has her sister telling her that her mother was behind some of it. I think...she just needs time to process everything."

It wasn't like I could speak for Faith, but I knew how he felt right now. When she left me on the beach I thought that would be the end of it.

"She loves you. Maybe she doesn't like you very much right now, but when people like Faith love you they don't just get over it because someone lets them down."

I picked up a rock and tossed it into the brush, listening as a couple of rabbits took off from the sound. I could hear everything so clear now.

"I'll find you after I see the kids, but I'm going to give her a bit before I show up there. I know it wrecked her as much as it wrecked me back in Cancun, and this time is no different. I don't want her to think she's being pressured and stuff and I don't want the tension freaking the babies out."

[mr_angel]

I believed everything he was saying about her needing to be able to process right now because I knew that already. I mean, I didn't really expect her to walk away as she did, but I wasn't expecting her to meet me for sex on the beach again either.

He said she loved me and I couldn't help but let out a small laugh at that. Did she really? Hell if I knew anymore. Held me up on a fucking pedastole that I didn't ask for but enjoyed. I was the guy who saved her in the alley those years ago but instead this time it was a little blurry on if I'd done any saving.

"Sorry, I guess I just don't know if I believe that or not anymore. At least not in the way I thought in the past. She loves you too, you know." Only did he have a ledge to fall off of that she'd put him on?

"That's fine," I told him after he said he'd find me and was going to give her some time. "And probably a good idea to give her some time."

[ny_city_boy]

"Don't be stupid," I said, ignoring the look he shot me. Fine, it was sort of disrespectful, but honestly he needed to knock it off with the he didn't know if she loved him crap. If there was one thing we were all clear on, it was that Faith loved us both. She maybe hated that, but it was true.

"Look, it's a fucked up situation. I love her and you love her and she loves both of us, and somehow all three of us have managed to fuck each other over and we're still tied together. Just, knock off the crap about not knowing what you believe. She just needs some time."

I stood up and looked at him. He was pretty fucked up. There was no telling what he needed to shake some of the edge off, but sitting down and wallowing in it wasn't going to help.

"If we had liquor, i'd get you drunk, but we don't. So, I don't know what to do but remind you that she hasn't actually said she wanted to stake either of us so that has to be a start, right?"

[mr_angel]

Shooting Harry a look, I narrowed my eyes at him. Had he not met be before? This was something I did. Sit in the dark and think about everything and make myself feel worse. But hey. Hadn't known him all that long, maybe he wasn't familiar the term 'brooding'.

I watched him as he stood and just shook my head, looking away. The disappointment or whatever the hell I was feeling since I left the beach was starting to turn into anger and frankly I probably needed some kind of release before I went back to the beach.

Wouldn't want to have any more accidents and fall on someone else with my teeth.

Raising a brow, I glanced back at him again at the drinking comment. "Last time this happened I went out and got drunk with Connor." I shook my head at the ironicness of it all and ran my hands over my face.

"And yeah, I guess it's.. something."

[ny_city_boy]

"Yeah, well there isn't liquor to drink, but well you know..."

I tilted my head and exposed the scar that was still there. His mark and really what was a better drink than me anyway? Sure, I didn't have the goo anymore, but he still seemed fond enough of the taste.

It was pretty clear that Angel was getting hit with the other emotions that came with being dumped on the beach by Faith. Anger was a bitch. Bitterness was going to be a drag too.

"Unless you'd rather just sit there and sulk. I'm not sure that will make it better, but whatever works for you."

If he had watched me as closely as I thought he had, then he knew exactly was I was doing. Trying to push those buttons to get a reaction. If he needed to unleash some of that anger, why not come after me. I'd heal fast enough to see my kids.

"It's a little early for me to go see the kids, but I can leave you alone if you want." I looked over at the trail and then back at him. I wondered if he thought I'd actually take off for it.

[mr_angel]

His tone changed and I watched him curiously as he tilted his neck to the side. He wanted to go that route? Then as he continued, my eyes darkened. Sit here and sulk? He was pushing me again and hey guess what Faith wasn't here to watch and we weren't being studied in some fucking room. He didn't think sulking was a good idea? Well, fine. I wouldn't.

I stood up from the ground, facing him and took a step forward. My eyes flicked to the exposed spot on his neck then back at him. He was offering to leave? If I wanted.

"What I want." Reaching out quickly, I grabbed hold of his neck and squeezed my fingers around it. I didn't bother to answer that except I pulled him closer with my hold on his neck then pushed him forward roughly away from me.

I was on him quickly, knocking him back into a tree. Boxing him in with my hands, I leaned forward and eyed the mark again. Still there. "Whatever works for me?" Eyeing him carefully, I shifted features and moved one of my hands off the tree and took a rough hold of his hair, jerking his head to the side. It wasn't necessary, but I'd done this enough to know Harry appreciated it.

My fingers tightened in his hair as I leaned forward and sank my teeth into his neck another time. Still fucking amazing.

[ny_city_boy]

As soon as he stood up I knew I pressed the right button. He was on me fast and I found myself being cornered against a tree. Might be a vampire, but I was still his prey when he wanted to get rough.

Licking my lips, I felt his fingers in my hair, jerking my head sharply to the side and then there was that familiar sting. Teeth ripping into my neck hard enough to hurt in all the right places and I couldn't help but say, "Thank you, Daddy." It came out somewhere between a hiss and purr, but my body was already reacting to him.

I pressed against him, turning my head a little more to the side to give him better access as I felt the blood rush through me. It was still an intense ride. He drank from me and I liked it more each time.

When he pulled back just enough to look at me, I had a glazed look in my eyes that had nothing to do with drugs and everything to do with what he did to me. "You know, those quiz results, I don't think they were all that accurate with most people."

I was doing the look again even though I didn't mean to use it on him. It's not like it really effected him anyway. My hand rested on his chest as I tilted up my chin and said in a silky smooth tone, "I mean, Kennedy only plays for the girls team and I spent years in all boys boarding schools. I'm pretty sure my oral exams ended up with higher marks than her's did."

[mr_angel]

He pressed against me as I continued to drink from him and jesus there wasn't any goo, but that didn't seem to fucking matter right now. There was just something about his blood that kept me wanting more and it was different than it had been in that room and reaching that high. This wasn't better, but it wasn't worse.

Once I pulled back, I licked some of his blood from my lips and let out a low growl at the mention of the quiz result. A fucking quiz? Didn't know why I'd taken the thing in the first place.

I didn't bother moving an inch, but just listened as he continued, acutely aware of how close he was and his hand on my chest. He thought that did he? The hand I still had in his hair tightened more and I pressed his back harder into the tree.

My body was already reacting to him be it the biting or closeness or the way he was looking and speaking. "So I guess your's wasn't true either then?" I asked him. Somehow I doubted it stopped with nibbling.

I moved my eyes over his face, not really sure what I was looking for, then settled on his eyes again. It was only for a moment though because I jerked his head forward and crashed his lips into mine and let him taste exactly what I craved from him more each time I drank.

[ny_city_boy]

I'm not sure what I expected, but when he kissed me hard enough that I could taste my blood in the kiss, well that wasn't expected. My fingers found their way into his hair, but I didn't pull it. Instead I raked through it enough to make him feel it before running my hand down his back. This was more intimate than he had allowed me to go before. Had a feeling he wasn't much into guys, but I also had a feeling I wasn't the first.

Why was I thinking about Spike now? Right. They went way back and from the same line. They had to of gone there a few times at least, yeah? Not about to bring that up now. I damn sure needed to stop thinking about it. Did Angel teach Spike how to use his mouth? Right, not thinking about this now.

When he broke the kiss and stepped back just a bit from me, I thought about his question. "I don't know. I guess I nibble all right, but really that isn't my specialty."

I moved away from the tree when he stepped back again and stared at me. Circling him, I moved slowly, gracefully until I finally stopped in front of him. He was still watching me. Like he was trying to figure me out.

"Do you believe me or are you more of an actions speak louder than words kind of guy?"

Well. He wasn't brooding anymore.

[mr_angel]

My face shifted back as he stopped in front of me and I kept watching him. Did he get what he wanted out of me? Yeah, probably. I was off my ass and wasn't too worried about the conversation I'd had with Faith earlier. Oh sure it was still rolling around in my mind, but right now? Pushing past it.

He might have gotten a little over what he expected, but right now I was more concerned with what he wanted. And with what I wanted.

Tilting my head to the side slightly, I let a smile tug at the corner of my mouth at his question. "I'm a demon and a vampire. What do you think?" I stepped forward, all the while watching him so close.

I was the vampire who took actions into his own hands before bothering to speak to anyone about anything. Wonder if it passed down.

Moving closer, I cocked an eyebrow at him. "I have a feeling I already know the answer, but the question now is which are you?"

[ny_city_boy]

He smiled a bit as he told me what he was. Well, he hinted at what he was. I sort of already suspected, but this was a tricky subject. I didn't want to overstep a line that he didn't want crossed.

"I think you know exactly what I am," I said in a soft tone as I dropped to my knees in front of him in one perfectly graceful move. My hands rested easily on my knees as I looked up at him.

"You made me after all."

He was staring down at me and I waited for a couple of moments to let my words sink in. It was important that he understood exactly what I was saying to him because that was what made me different than just about anyone else he had around him. He owned me completely and I was more than ok with that. I liked being his possession.

"Can I show you, please?" I asked, and didn't move except to look up and study the expressions that reflected in his eyes. It was all about asking nicely and waiting for permission to be granted. Though, I wasn't sure, but it looked like maybe he was a little surprised that I took action this way.

[mr_angel]

I raised my chin slighty, but still stared down at him just the same as I had been. He dropped to his knees in front of me and restated how I was the one who had made him. Yeah, I had. Something he already told me he was grateful for. The private letters we'd exchanged came to mind and the things we'd talked about.

History of the Aurelian line, obsession, possession, that room. Some which were starting to come into play right now. I was obsessive in that room and since then and fuck if it stopped now.

I stared intently down at him and gave a small nod. "Yeah. Show me." Actions were louder than words after all.

Though sometimes words just made it sweeter especially when the right ones were used. "Show me."

FADED TO BLACK BUT MMMM MMM SAVORS IT SUP SUP

[ny_city_boy]

Permission granted and it almost came off as a challenge. I'd talked a good game and now it was the moment of truth; could I back my words with my other oral skills? I smirked up at him as I moved closer and took a moment to savor the moment.

The fact was he was allowing us to take whatever we had between us to another level. I'd said in the elevator that I would never kick him out of bed for eating crackers, but I never imagine we would find ourselves here. I thought about Faith and then I pushed the thoughts away.

It wasn't that I considered this a violation of trust because the fact was things had changed with all of it. The moment he turned me, I became his, but really he had a part of me from the moment we needed up in that room together. That didn't mean I loved Faith any less. Him letting me do this didn't mean he loved her less either. It was separate and it was something that only the two of us could understand. Besides, it wasn't anyones business but our own.

Like everything else I had done since I met him, I took my time and paid careful attention to prove to him that I wasn't a liar when it came to him. If I said I would do something, I did it. If I say I am confident I have certain abilities that he may find impressive then I make damn sure to impress him. At this way I knew I wasn't running off later to see the kids and leaving him still brooding. Not that he probably wouldn't still be torn up because even my skills couldn't fix a broken heart, but it would remind him that in the jungle or on the beach, I'd make it back to him just like I said I would.