Dru, ever the peacemaker between the two of us she was.
Back in the day, Darla would purposely try to incite fights between the two of us. It was the vanity in her, that she was superior to all of us, and that we should fight like animals if she wanted us to that caused her to do those things, but Spike was annoying.
Oh how I missed Darla at times and would I have loved to have her around right now. It was me that had taken her away, though, or the part of me that was love-struck by Buffy.
I wanted to heave at the sight of it, almost as much as I did seeing Dru in Spike's arms, except that I was never possessive of Dru, I just gave her the high hard one that she had so badly needed after being with Spike for all of these years.
"Oh no, folks, if rollerboy wants to spin his wheels alone, then I have no debate, because Buffy won't care about him, but I don't want Dru to be risked. If we go, it will be the three of us, or it will be just you, rollerboy."
Not that Buffy was in any place to fight right now. I still remembered the look on her face when she had found out about poor Jana Calderash.
"Aww... come on daddy, we'll be alright... won't we Spike? I'm a big girl now and I can take care of him." I smiled at him. I knew my Spike needed me right now, I could feel it... possessive, jealous, wanting just a taste of me alone.
"Please daddy?" I said walking towards him, and almost whispering in his ear. "I promise I'll come right back. Ruff! And you can hurt me all you want then..."
Wouldn't miss me at all anyway. His head was full of her, just like it was full of grandmommy at want point. Ooo... and he wanted to hurt her. He wanted to hurt her so badly. And I wouldn't want to miss that for the world.
But right now, right now my Spike needed me. And I needed him. And daddy... well, daddy was just being the big bad man he always liked to be.
I wa sso sodding bloody infuriated with Angel that I couldn't even come up with an insult for him, and that wasn't soddin like me.
Rage filled my head and I didn't feel like ripping into somebody in verbal sparring match. Felt like doing it with my fists and I had never wanted to hit anyone more then Angel right now.
I wanted to rip his head off, turn him into ash, put his ashes in a bleeding bowl and set them on fire and watch the pottery burn.
But, bloody well couldn't, not ass-fixed to this wheelchair.
Not bloody yet, but what I hadn't told them, either of them, and I wouldn't sodding tell them either, was that I was getting the feel back in me, a little.
Couldn't stand yet, but could feel pain, pain in my lower back.
Wouldn't be long now and Angel was a dead sodding demon.
I remained wordless, hoping Drusilla could win the argument, and we could go out, without the hair-gelled, slaya-whipped sod with us.
Figured she would have a better chance, so we could talk and I could tell her how it buggering hurt me when she did those things with him, and so we could feed together, like old times, of convincing Angel then she would have had I put my two cents in.
I hated how she could think of gettin close to him after what I had just done with her and more to the point, to her.
Then again, I didn't care enough to make a spectacle about it because it was much, much more about hurting Spike, then it was about possessing Dru.
Still, his silence made me smile. He was trying to stay out of it so that I would agree to let them go out together.
Nobody knew Spike and Dru the way that I did.
Nobody.
"I don't like it, Dru. If rollerboy wants to go out and get himself a kill, I don't think the filthy slayer will be looking for him, or worried abou him, but you, Dru, she would want to get you, and I would want to be there..."
Throw some salt in the wound, and totally turn this around. I grinned.
"How about this, rollerboy? Drusilla and I go out and look for a nice little girl for you to eat, and you stay here, and try not to let your legs fall asleeep?"
I didn't care about going out with Dru. My mind was fixed on menacingly evil things for Buffy and all of her filthy friends, but hurting Spike....
"Oh daddy," I said with a little pout. "Don't be so silly... you know very well you don't want to go out and find some morsel. You got that pretty slayer stuck between your eyes, I can see her there, dancing. You're most wicked when you want to be you know? You're thinking of all the nasty things you can do to that little girl," I smiled and traced his jaw line with my fingernail.
I wanted to spend sometime with Spike and daddy was being most possessive. We didn't have grandmum anymore thanks to the Angel beast and now, now daddy wanted to upset Spike until my baby lost all his senses.
"Now..." I said, "I'm a big girl, I can take care of myself, I promise I'll be good and when I come back we can do anything you want. Please daddy?"
Almost a bloody tear in my eye, almost, hearing Dru plead with Angelus on my behalf, but knowing that she had sodding just snogged him, I tried to make eye contact with him, but something else that my dark goddess, now tainted away from me by Angelus, when we had spent one-hundred blissful years together, and mainly, alone; brought interesting things to my mind and I didn't bleeding care if I was obvious in the way that I said it to the ponce.
"Yeah, mate, maybe you could sire the little slayer, or better then that, sire one of Buffy's little scooby gang and have yourself a new partner. That Cordelia is quite fetching. Who knows, Angelus, maybe you won't even kill this one?"
Now, I made eye contact with him. Solid eye contact with him.
Bloody could tell that it brought a smile to his face, too.
"Or maybe I could just sire Buffy. I know how much she would want to be my little sex slave, for all eternity, just as she had wanted to be while I had my soul..."
I spun around, imagining the possibility. I knew what Spike was doing.
"Buffy as my sex kitten just like Darla and Drusilla have been....that's an interesting thought, Spike..."
No. It could have ended really nad if it went that way.
"I think that Spike MIGHT be right. Buffy would be too strong as a vampire and anyways, torturing her is so much more fun when she's human....Cordelia is a bit of a knockout, isn't she? But Buffy might not care if I sire Cordelia, trust me there, and Cordy can be very annoying..."
It still was a good thought, een if he was just trying to keep me away from Dru. Because, that was never going to happen.
I smiled wickedly at daddy. I was not opposed to having another kitten to play with, even if that kitten was chirpy birdie like the cute brunette.
Still, she wouldn't compare to Darla... no not in the least she wouldn't. And the slayer would really want to kill daddy for being such a naughty, naughty boy.
"Ruff!" I barked in delight. "So, I can go out then Daddy?" I asked running my hands through the back of his neck and looking at his deep dark pool eyes.
Back in the day, Darla would purposely try to incite fights between the two of us. It was the vanity in her, that she was superior to all of us, and that we should fight like animals if she wanted us to that caused her to do those things, but Spike was annoying.
Oh how I missed Darla at times and would I have loved to have her around right now. It was me that had taken her away, though, or the part of me that was love-struck by Buffy.
I wanted to heave at the sight of it, almost as much as I did seeing Dru in Spike's arms, except that I was never possessive of Dru, I just gave her the high hard one that she had so badly needed after being with Spike for all of these years.
"Oh no, folks, if rollerboy wants to spin his wheels alone, then I have no debate, because Buffy won't care about him, but I don't want Dru to be risked. If we go, it will be the three of us, or it will be just you, rollerboy."
Not that Buffy was in any place to fight right now. I still remembered the look on her face when she had found out about poor Jana Calderash.
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"Please daddy?" I said walking towards him, and almost whispering in his ear. "I promise I'll come right back. Ruff! And you can hurt me all you want then..."
Wouldn't miss me at all anyway. His head was full of her, just like it was full of grandmommy at want point. Ooo... and he wanted to hurt her. He wanted to hurt her so badly. And I wouldn't want to miss that for the world.
But right now, right now my Spike needed me. And I needed him. And daddy... well, daddy was just being the big bad man he always liked to be.
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Rage filled my head and I didn't feel like ripping into somebody in verbal sparring match. Felt like doing it with my fists and I had never wanted to hit anyone more then Angel right now.
I wanted to rip his head off, turn him into ash, put his ashes in a bleeding bowl and set them on fire and watch the pottery burn.
But, bloody well couldn't, not ass-fixed to this wheelchair.
Not bloody yet, but what I hadn't told them, either of them, and I wouldn't sodding tell them either, was that I was getting the feel back in me, a little.
Couldn't stand yet, but could feel pain, pain in my lower back.
Wouldn't be long now and Angel was a dead sodding demon.
I remained wordless, hoping Drusilla could win the argument, and we could go out, without the hair-gelled, slaya-whipped sod with us.
Figured she would have a better chance, so we could talk and I could tell her how it buggering hurt me when she did those things with him, and so we could feed together, like old times, of convincing Angel then she would have had I put my two cents in.
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Then again, I didn't care enough to make a spectacle about it because it was much, much more about hurting Spike, then it was about possessing Dru.
Still, his silence made me smile. He was trying to stay out of it so that I would agree to let them go out together.
Nobody knew Spike and Dru the way that I did.
Nobody.
"I don't like it, Dru. If rollerboy wants to go out and get himself a kill, I don't think the filthy slayer will be looking for him, or worried abou him, but you, Dru, she would want to get you, and I would want to be there..."
Throw some salt in the wound, and totally turn this around. I grinned.
"How about this, rollerboy? Drusilla and I go out and look for a nice little girl for you to eat, and you stay here, and try not to let your legs fall asleeep?"
I didn't care about going out with Dru. My mind was fixed on menacingly evil things for Buffy and all of her filthy friends, but hurting Spike....
I could never get tired of that. Never.
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I wanted to spend sometime with Spike and daddy was being most possessive. We didn't have grandmum anymore thanks to the Angel beast and now, now daddy wanted to upset Spike until my baby lost all his senses.
"Now..." I said, "I'm a big girl, I can take care of myself, I promise I'll be good and when I come back we can do anything you want. Please daddy?"
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"Yeah, mate, maybe you could sire the little slayer, or better then that, sire one of Buffy's little scooby gang and have yourself a new partner. That Cordelia is quite fetching. Who knows, Angelus, maybe you won't even kill this one?"
Now, I made eye contact with him. Solid eye contact with him.
Bloody could tell that it brought a smile to his face, too.
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I spun around, imagining the possibility. I knew what Spike was doing.
"Buffy as my sex kitten just like Darla and Drusilla have been....that's an interesting thought, Spike..."
No. It could have ended really nad if it went that way.
"I think that Spike MIGHT be right. Buffy would be too strong as a vampire and anyways, torturing her is so much more fun when she's human....Cordelia is a bit of a knockout, isn't she? But Buffy might not care if I sire Cordelia, trust me there, and Cordy can be very annoying..."
It still was a good thought, een if he was just trying to keep me away from Dru. Because, that was never going to happen.
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Still, she wouldn't compare to Darla... no not in the least she wouldn't. And the slayer would really want to kill daddy for being such a naughty, naughty boy.
"Ruff!" I barked in delight. "So, I can go out then Daddy?" I asked running my hands through the back of his neck and looking at his deep dark pool eyes.
"Can I? Can I?"
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