Of Angels and Monsters (SPN/BtVS, Castiel/Drusilla)
Title: Of Angels and Monsters
Rating: PG13
Fandoms: Supernatural/Buffy
Pairing: Castiel/Drusilla
Disclaimer: Neither Supernatural nor Buffy belong to me.
Summary: Drusilla dances for her angel.
Prompt: From darkmagic_luvr at comment_fic : Castiel/Drusilla, shoulder angel.
She dances for him, for her angel. She lets her dress drop to the floor and walks naked into the night. Swaying back and forth, she croons, “Come home, my little angel. Come home to mommy.”
He used to watch over her, when her heart still beat.
It made loud thumps and he followed them down to her, sat on her shoulder and whispered sweetly into her ear.
But she had a devil on the other shoulder and it sucked her dry. Poor thing had to go away, lest she turn and eat him up. “Come back, little angel.” She smiled. “Mommy won’t hurt you.”
And he came. He watched her from the shadows. Pretty light shining onto her but he wouldn’t come close. Wouldn’t touch her and whisper into her ear. Drusilla raked her nails at thin air and she felt him flinch back. “No,” she said. “No, mommy’s sorry.” Wasn’t his fault he couldn’t find his way. He didn’t have the beat of her heart to lead him anymore. No thumps.
So, she did it herself.
She put a hand to her chest and pounded. Thumpety-thump. Thumpety-thump. Each thump came with a harsh jerk of her hips. Thumpety-thump.
And it brought her angel out, frown-y and curious.
She danced over to him, closer and closer until each jerk of her hips made his breath come out quick.
“My little angel, dance with me.”
Rating: PG13
Fandoms: Supernatural/Buffy
Pairing: Castiel/Drusilla
Disclaimer: Neither Supernatural nor Buffy belong to me.
Summary: Drusilla dances for her angel.
Prompt: From darkmagic_luvr at comment_fic : Castiel/Drusilla, shoulder angel.
She dances for him, for her angel. She lets her dress drop to the floor and walks naked into the night. Swaying back and forth, she croons, “Come home, my little angel. Come home to mommy.”
He used to watch over her, when her heart still beat.
It made loud thumps and he followed them down to her, sat on her shoulder and whispered sweetly into her ear.
But she had a devil on the other shoulder and it sucked her dry. Poor thing had to go away, lest she turn and eat him up. “Come back, little angel.” She smiled. “Mommy won’t hurt you.”
And he came. He watched her from the shadows. Pretty light shining onto her but he wouldn’t come close. Wouldn’t touch her and whisper into her ear. Drusilla raked her nails at thin air and she felt him flinch back. “No,” she said. “No, mommy’s sorry.” Wasn’t his fault he couldn’t find his way. He didn’t have the beat of her heart to lead him anymore. No thumps.
So, she did it herself.
She put a hand to her chest and pounded. Thumpety-thump. Thumpety-thump. Each thump came with a harsh jerk of her hips. Thumpety-thump.
And it brought her angel out, frown-y and curious.
She danced over to him, closer and closer until each jerk of her hips made his breath come out quick.
“My little angel, dance with me.”