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

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[bleedlikepoetry]

Maybe I could convince her. It's not like she'd get hurt, or that she wouldn't be taken care of...that's what I want, to take care of her. I slip an arm around her and run my fingers through her hair, smiling a little when her hand rests on my cheek.

"...you want me all to yourself?" I stroke her back softly, leaning in a bit and brushing my lips against hers. If I could only have-

I want her so much...

[lockless_key]

It's kind of sad, really, he can touch me and I just stop caring about everything. Like all that matters is here, now.

Do I? I mean... seriously. "I've only been thinking about it for over a year."

I don't know why I admit that. I blush again but force myself to look at Spike's face, wanting to see his reaction. Would it just freak him out?

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I kiss lightly along the corner of her mouth, then hear her confession and my mouth curves up into a smile. I tuck her hair behind her ear and cup her face in my hand.

"that long, eh?" Can't say it didn't thrill me to hear something like that.

"what exactly have you been thinking about?" 'Cmon...tell me...

[lockless_key]

"You... mine." Monosyllabillic responses are all that I can think up right now. Or all that I can speak out loud.

Your lips, your eyes, your incredible cheekbones, your hands, your hair... other things. I'd stare at you while you told me your stories and daydream like crazy. I mean, I was fourteen and impressionable or whatever.

"I loved you," I offer. Loved you before you noticed me, while you were chasing after Buffy. Loved you while you let yourself be used by her. You think I didn't know?

"Still do."

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I pull her a little closer and kiss her softly, playing with her hair. "You do?" I know I'd tried not to sound surprised, I also know I failed miserably, I swear my voice even cracked.

I slip my arms around her waist, and kiss down the side of her face softly.

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Don't I? I mean. Seriously. Could a girl be any more obvious?

I rest my hands on his waist and kind of hang on, afraid that I would fall over without any support. His cool kisses calm me down a little.

"Always have." Ever since monks turned me from a green glowing ball of energy, I loved you.

[bleedlikepoetry]

I run my fingers through her hair, looking at this incredible girl. God I could just- I lean in and kiss her deeply, pulling her closer. There's not a being to be found for miles...I wonder...

I run my hands down her sides slowly, burying my nose in her hair and taking a breath of her in.

"God I want you..."

I kiss softly across her neck, being real tender so she knows I've not got a drop of malicious intent in this...

[lockless_key]

I sigh and tilt my head a little, allowing him easier access. At this point, I don't think I would've minded if he bit me. I mean, only a little...

It's easy for him. He's had over a hundred years of... this. I've had sixteen years of nothing. I briefly wonder how many girls he's had in all his un-life. Then I decide I'd rather not know. It doesn't matter, now. He loves me. Me!

"I know," I breathe. The feeling is so mutual. But seriously? Would I? With Spike? Even my daydreams never crossed that forbidden line. It's so surreal, it's insane. But my hands are on his body and I know that I really want to see what's underneath that shirt.

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Of course she knows...look at her, probably got plenty of boys just hitting puberty chasing that skirt. That idea doesn't sit well with me though, so I brush it off.

I run my hands down to the bottom of her shirt and start to lift it. Afterall, it's dark and we're good and alone now. I'd really like to get my lips on those breasts.

I kiss up the side of her face and press in a little.

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I turn my face a little to catch his mouth. His full lips that I'd watched so many times telling me things and I always wondered how they would feel. Cold and surprisingly soft and really, really good.

In a graveyard, in the dark. It's better than in a car. But... "Stand?" I ask softly into his mouth, my lips brushing his. I might fall over or something. For real, I'm not too steady. I hope he gets that stand is what I don't want to do.

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I strip off her shirt and drop it on the ground, giving her lower lip a little nibble.

I pick her up and set her in the grass when she mentions standing, then realize the ground is a bit wet, look around and strip off my jacket, laying it out and setting her ontop of it.

"How about that now?"

I lean in for another kiss, mving closer and letting my fingers slide from her knees upward.

[lockless_key]

All of a sudden the night air is all over my skin and I shiver a little, not from cold because the night is pretty warm, but from the strangeness of the feeling. Then I realize that I'm pretty much half-naked in front of Spike, so I make a lame attempt at hiding while reaching out for him at the same time.

"Okay," I agree quietly. I'm not sure what I'm agreeing to. I don't think I want my first time to be in the grass of a graveyard. But I definitely don't want to stop.

So instead, I reach over and pull at his shirt, sliding it off while keeping my eyes on his face. I just want to touch him.

[bleedlikepoetry]

I slip an arm around her and continue kissing her neck, this time dipping downward, trailing moist kisses down her bare chest. I love the taste of her skin, and as my tongue flicks over her nipple I smile a bit, delighting in her reaction.

She's so fresh, and sensetive to touching. I stroke her stomach softly with my fingertips. She's nothing but perfect, head to toe.

There is something I'm awfully eager to do, one way to describe the way I feel about things with Dawn; eager. I want to explore every dimple and curve of that hot little body, and the sooner the better.

[lockless_key]

My skin is so sensitive, no big surprise since no one's ever touched me like that before, but it's still shocking. I don't know what exactly I expected but Spike's hands and lips on my body exceeds all.

I hiss softly and bite my lip as his mouth moves lower, arch my body towards him. These new sensations are quickly getting the better of me. My hands are touching him everywhere, his arms and chest and back. Over a hundred years of perfection under my fingertips.

He's so... more than I ever expected. Incredible. So beautiful.

[bleedlikepoetry]

I lock my lips around one of those sweet little pink nipples as my hands travel down and unbutton her jeans, gradually inching them downward. My mouth goes to the other breast, doting on them in ways I'd thought about since I'd first noticed those firm peaches brushing under the fabric of her shirt.

I don't risk pausing a moment before sliding my palm down her stomach and slipping it right bettween her pearly white thighs. My fingers touch soft curls, and I rub her little mound lightly, delighted to catch a thick scent of arousal wafting freely toward my priviledged nose.

[lockless_key]

Ohgod. I don't have words, and who needs words, anyway? I just have feelings and that's plenty for now.

I can feel myself coloring up, the blushing just won't quit. The heat is rising to my face and something low inside of me is twisting, making me make small noises. I have to bite my lip harder to keep from getting too loud.

I run my hands feverishly through his hair, messing it up, and as he touches me, I dig my fingers into the smooth skin of his shoulders. It's all so overwhelming.