drusilla wanders the graveyard

[no_cakes_today]

He thinks I can't tell. Thinks I don't know what ticks in his head. Lollipop. Lollipop. What flavor my precious? My darling? My sweet? He wants young blood. Her blood. I could smell it on him a mile away. I don't mind sharing. Sharing pets is almost as fun as eating them.

We could do wicked things to the girl. I could comb her hair and make her into a lady. Spike will take her. Hard. Fast. The way Angelus took me on Christ's altar.

(OPEN to anyone, especially Spike or Dawn)

WARNING: The thread gets a bit . . . heated.