em december topic picture prompt calm before the storm
I like to play with my victims sometimes. Usually if I'm bored or they are particularly fascinating. I prefer the clubs as hunting grounds because you find the most beautiful people on the dance floor. They move in time to the music, working up a sweat as they grind against each other, searching for a bit of friction
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I could smell my sire on her too. Interesting. Did he try and replace me with this new one? I didn't see his mark on her. Good. I wanted to be the one to mark her. Make her realize she was dealing with pure destruction.
Maybe I'd turn her and send her back to Spike as a present. I'm such a thoughtful girl sometimes. "My place." It was clear that it wasn't up for debate. If she smelled like my sire then chances were wherever she was shacking up was where he was too.
I stopped at the car that I had lifted recently, a sweet little red viper that suited me perfectly. The owner had begged me not to kill his girlfriend. How sweet. I fucked her in front of him, slit her throat and then left him in a hole to die slowly with her rotting corpse to keep him company. Mmm I loved this car.
"Get in," I told her, as I unlocked the door with the keyring and slid behind the driver's seat. Man she was a hot fucking number. I'd ate my fair share of slayers before, but none fo them held a candle to her.
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Anything you want baby. Anything to get me a little closer to where it is you live exactly. Connor and Spike weren't gonna believe this shit. I'm having a streak of good luck lately for real.
"Sure thing baby." I practically purred as I got into the Viper and checked it out. Leather interior, nice! Lighting up a smoke I played around with her radio as she burned rubber outta the parking lot and back out onto the street. The warm desert air whipped past me as I smoked my cigarette and cranked her stereo all the way up.
I'd dosed up a few hours ago but I was still flying fucking high right now, and so I stuck my hand out the window a little bit and let it rise and fall with the wind.
"Where we going?" I finally asked her, cause I couldn't really tell but it felt like we were driving pretty far.
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"My place," I said in a soft tone, letting my hand slip off the stick for a moment to run across her thigh for just a second before shifting back into gear as I took a sharp left turn that would take us to the house. It was three miles down the private road to reach the destination. I loved the privacy.
"You never gave me your name, baby." I had no idea if she planned to give me one or not. Something about her reminded me a lot of me. The way she smirked like she had big plans for me. She had no clue what she had gotten herself into for tonight. Hell, I'd probably keep her for at least a couple of days. Much too hot to just kill or turn and send back to Daddy. I wanted to play with her properly first.
I drove off the private road toward the driveway that looped back to take me to the back of the house. Had no idea why they needed so much privacy, but it worked in my favor. I'd even decorated one of the bedrooms into a play room. Lots of fun toys and plenty of chains. I bet she would look spectacular wearing nothing but chains. As I parked the car, I turned and looked at her.
"Come on." I said as I stepped out of the car and walked around to the side of the house as I waited for her to join me. Once she was out of the car, I finally got a good look at her eyes. "You high, baby?"
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I was even more impressed we pulled up in the driveway. I followed her up the steps and past a pool up through a pair of glass doors into a giant kitchen. It was immaculate and it made me think why the hell would a vampire need a kitchen anyway? They just eat people. oh well, it probably came equipped with the house. You can't just have a kitchen free house. I think.
"Yeah, I'm cool." I said to her when she asked me if I was high. Was I high? Well yeah, I was still ridin' high and tonight was a good high instead of one of the tremors that seemed to follow me around. When shit got so bad I couldn't see straight and it fucking hurt like hell. I wondered if Connor was having a night like that. The one where you can't escape every ghost that's ever haunted you.
I hope not for his sake but there was nothing I could do for him if he was. You gotta get through those on your own.
"Nice digs." I said to her as I spun around and gave her my best smirk ever. "My name's.....Buffy by the way. Who the hell are you?" I asked her as I sauntered up to her and grabbed her beltloops pulling her closer to me. "Besides mine for the night."
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"Lying isn't nice," I scolded as my hand snaked out lightening fast and slapped her hard across the face. I pushed her up against the wall and smirked at her. "Buffy is a little blonde slayer who has too many lives. You're much hotter than she is."
God she was so fucking hot. I wanted to cut her open and see her insides. What made her tick?
"Now, tell me your name or I'm going to call you kitten and make you eat off the floor like a proper pet."
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"Pet?" I cracked a slight smirk at her which turned into a grin followed by laughter. Oh, I'm sorry. Do you not find this as funny as I do, Twinkie? Cause I'm laughing my ass off at this bitch. Make me eat off the floor like a pet. Riiight.
"You're cute." I said to her, tapping her lightly on the nose as I pushed her away from me hard. "You don't need to know my name, sweetie. You're gonna be callin' me God for the rest of the night." I smirked at her with a little wink as I shoved her so hard that she landed on her back on the floor.
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My foot lashed out hard and connected with her stomach, tossing her against the wall so hard that the clock on the wall fell to the floor and shattered. I was on my feet and grinning as she bounced off the wall.
"Show me what you got little slayer. It's all just foreplay to me."
That's right, baby, I know what you are, but you only know half of what I am. I hurled my body at her, knocking us out of the kitchen so that rolled into the living room. I was on top which was how I liked it. I punched her hard in the face so she could understand I wasn't like the other vamps she lured away from the clubs to kill.
Now I understood why I liked her so much. She was just like me. We lured our victims away, had our fun, and then destroyed them. I licked my lips before smashing them against her and kissing her so hard that I could taste blood.
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She kissed me so hard I felt my body warm instantly to her's even though she just practically jumped my ass and surprised the fuck out of me. Okay, this isn't good. I'm supposed to be the boss here, I'm the one in control. Screw screwing this chick, I was all about the kill now.
"What the hell are you on?" I gasped out once she pulled away from me before I slammed my fist hard into her face before kicking up so that she flew off of me and slammed into the side of the wall.
She was on her feet faster than I was on mine and quickly I pulled the stake out of my jacket. Fuck foreplay. I wanted this bitch dead so I could go outside and crank up some Metallica on her Viper's stereo.
Too bad, sweet little ride she was, just like her car. But I don't have time for a fight to the death tonight. I just want her stuff pretty much. Nice clothes too. Thanks, whatever your name is.
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"You want to kill me?" I asked with a pout as I walked toward her slowly. Look at me, princess, look me right in the eyes. As soon as I caught her gaze, I held it as I lowered my voice to a hypnotic tone, "Stakes are not nice, kitten. I'll have to punish you if you don't let it go."
Don't let it go. I wanted to punish her so bad. I bet she wanted me too. She was dying for some attention.
I moved a step closer and grabbed hold of her wrist on the hand that held the stake so hard that I knew she felt it. Yeah, baby, I have a hell of a grip. I grabbed hold of the stake and hurled it across the room before pushing her down to the ground so that she was on her knees. Yeah, she should be on her knees all the time.
I let go of her wrist and backhanded her hard across the face. The sound of the slap echoed off the walls. What a delicious sound. Settling into a crouch, I looked at her and smirked.
"You going to play nice now or do I need to drag you down the hall to play in my playroom?"
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I shook my head after she backhanded me and looked up at her. What? God, I'm trippin' so hard, that's what this is. Cause vamps don't hit this hard. So it's either in my imagination which means all I can do is run and hide or I'm just so knocked for a loop that she seems so much worse than she is. I don't know. I can't look away from her.
I really didn't wanna know what her version of a playroom was and I wasn't going in there, wherever it was. It was my playroom now. All of this? Mine. I won it fair and square by picking up such a quality kill tonight.
Angrily I lunged at her, givin' it all I got and knocked her hard to the floor. Smashing my fist into her jaw I rolled over the top of her and brought her up and slamming back down hard to the floor as I landed on top of her.
"You wanna play nice? You wanna play fucking nice?!" I practically growled at her angrily as I slammed her head against the floor. I need some wood.
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"Do I want to play nice?" I asked her, eyes dancing as took everything she dished out and savored it. Such a good girl going through the motions to make me feel it. I would reward her for that.
I kicked my knee up so hard that I heard a gasp and used that moment to push her off me so that I was on top. My thighs clamped down so hard against her hips and I used one hand to grab hold of her hands, pinning them above her head.
"No, baby, I don't want to play nice. I like to play hard." I pressed my lips against hers, kissing her so hard that we both felt the connection deep inside us. She was so warm. I wanted a piece of that. No, I needed her to crave the cold. I was on top here. This was my game and she was going to do tricks for me. Not the other way around.
Breaking the kiss, I rocked against her, smirking as she struggled to get free. "Say please, kitten, and I'll let you go and give you a head start." Would she make a run for it or would she stay and fight? I doubted she was even going to say please, but I had to find out. I needed to see what made her tick.
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I writhed underneath her but she just pushed closer into me and I could feel her. Spike's cold, but he doesn't really foce it on you like she does. I could feel the chill in my bones as I looked up and met those dark fierce eyes. She was fucking unbelievable, and even though I'm freaked out I think I'm a little in love with her.
There was no way in hell I was sayin' please though. And my name isn't Kitten.
I twisted hard in her grasp, just enough to work my knee loose so I could rail it into her ribs. Shoving her off of me hard I made a beeline for the door. Shit. I need to get out of here and get home and find Connor or Spike or just...get out of here.
I headed for the car and yanked the door open before looking around for keys. C'mon. Keys, keys, keys....I couldn't find them anywhere. Not in the viser, or the console and when I bent back up from checking under the seats I saw her standing near the door.
I shoved the door open hard and smashed it into her as I took off at a run down the road. Crap. Can't stay on the road. Headed out into the desert and tried to remember how long we'd been in the car before we reached her house.
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She used the door as a weapon to push me back as she made a run for the desert. I snickered as I checked the damage to the door. Naughty little girl put a dent in it. I'd have to teach her a lesson.
"I'll give you a head start," I called out to her as I started to count. I gave her to twenty before tearing off after her. It was easy to track her because she was running so hard and that made her breathe heavy.
It was so quiet and cold in the desert at night. Nothing but the wind and well the wild animals. Did she realize what could get her out here? It didn't matter. I was more wild and dangerous than any of the animals.
I was quiet as I tracked her, sticking to the shadows as I watched her run so fast. Not as fast as me though.
Could she feel me in the shadows watching her? That had to be a creepy feeling. Pretty girl running for dear life as the big bad monster chased her down.
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It hurt to keep moving and I could feel it gettin' closer, feel those eyes on the back of my neck and I just wanna burst at the seams. Stop and scream and cry and fight and kill and scream and cry some more. My heart was gonna burst into a thousand pieces and it hurt to keep going but I did anyways.
By the time I stumbled and fell near a tree I was breathing so loud and so hard I really thought I might have a heart attack or something. Leaning up against the tree I put my hand over my chest and tried to slow down my breathing as I listened for anything comin' my way.
Who the hell knew if vamp chick got bored and gave up or if she was still tailing me. I needed to get back to town and find the boys and get the hell out of dodge. I never did like New Mexico. Maybe we should head up north next.
I heard a twig snap and I jumped back up to my feet and looked around. I knew my heart was beating so loud and so fast it would give me away to everything out here.
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The twig snapped and as expected she turned in the direction she heard it, allowing me the chance to slip up behind her, grabbing her hard around the throat as I pinned her to a tree with one hand. She was dangling, kicking those hot little legs as she stared at me with shocked eyes.
"I could rip you open, let you bleed out, and then leave you out here for the animals to get you." I said as I squeezed that perfect little neck with my hand hard enough to make her gasp.
"Or I could drop you, drag you back to the house and we'll have some fun. I'm faster, stronger, and better than you baby. You can't beat me."
I looked her straight in the eyes as I slowly eased up on my grip and dropped her to the ground. Crouching in front of her, I gripped her chin in my hand and forced her to look into my eyes. My voice was so sweet and soothing as I spoke to her.
"I want to play with you. Most people would be dead by now, but you're special. I want to keep you and teach you how to be just like me. Do you want to stay out here and be food for the animals or do you want to come back home so I can teach you?"
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But as luck and random passing garbage trucks seem to have it, I wasn't dead when I hit the ground hard. Her choice hadn't gone unheard and the idea of bein' left out here for the animals didn't sound that appealing. I didn't like the idea of just being some vampire's bitch though. I only do that for Spike, and maybe Angel. But they have to beg first....and then maybe.
The instinct to survives won over the instinct for me to be a bitch and I just nodded at her and she grabbed me by arm pulling me back towards the way I ran from. She's gonna kill me. Even if I went back to that house with her I knew she was gonna kill me.
There was something about her, I could feel it way more now and I had no clue why. She was different than the other ones and it's weighing me down so heavy all of a sudden I almost wanna cry. That's why she's so big and bad. She's just like me. Only y'know, with fangs.
She's my dark half.
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