I stood up from the chair and turned from Dawn, my decision made. "Dawn..." How would I tell her I was out for revenge? "Dawn..." I mean it's hard enough to keep her still and non-vengeful..."Look, I have to go to the morgue wing and then home to get Buffy's things...for the funeral arrangements. Coroner and all." Great, lie to Dawn, why don't you
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"Oh, very inventive. You're doing okay for a first timer."
Good idea, kitten... good idea, kitten... good idea, kitten...
A smile of epic proportions exploded across my face.
Good idea, kitten.
Right. I was doing things right! I was making him proud! More... I-I have to do more. I have to prove myself to him. I need to make him even more proud! I need to impress him! I need him to tell me again that I'm doing a good job!
Nodding wordlessly to Warren, I went to the desk to pick up Jonathan's dagger. I considered trying to find the venom while I was over there, my eyes skimming all the vials and containers we had resting on the shelf by the desk, trying to remember which one I'd left the venom in. But then I heard another muffled scream as Anya took the scissors from Warren and slashed at Xander before adding more rubbing alcohol.
"Look, Xander. Look at how beautiful she is, like this."I paused dead in my ( ... )
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"Nice work there, Anya. I like the clean cut, so hard to pull off with a crude instrument like scissors."
I beamed stupidly at Warren. It seemed like forever since I had gotten complimented on my violent actions...
He looked at Xander, with that wild look in his eyes...
"Look, Xander. Look at how beautiful she is, like this. Can you see the demon rising in her eyes again? Because I can. You never once really understood her, I don't even have to know either one of you to realize that. This is who your ex-fiance is, Xander Harris. This is where she belongs, spinning in a haze of her own violence."
Well fuck! That was a generous compliment, not to mention extremely flattering in an odd sort of creepy way...
"She's in her element right now. And it's fucking glamorous."Then, before I could register what he had just said, he yanked me to him and pressed his lips against mine, roughly. Very roughly. It had ( ... )
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"That was beautiful, kitten. Well done." I said lovingly in Andrew's direction, proud of my kitten and all the violence I saw in him, finally. I'd always known there was that bitterness, that bloodlust just under the surface of who he was, and it touched me deeply that it had taken my approval to bring it out in him.
Anya blinked confusedly when I grabbed her, but it wasn't long before she was sinking into the force of my kiss in a way that made me want to throw her down and fuck her 'till she howled. But there was no time for that now. I'd have to put both she and Andrew on my 'To do' list for later.
"Look at how furious and beautiful you are." I whispered as we pulled away from each other, cupping her chin in my hand. "You're glorious, Anya. I'm glad you're here ( ... )
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Yes... y-yes, that was what I needed. More of that, please. I needed to hear Warren tell me again that I'd done a good job. I needed it fast before I started thinking about what it was I'd done. It was fine so long as Warren was praising me for it...
But then he turned his attention back towards Anya, which I guess helped me just as much as any praise would, because I sure as heck wasn't thinking about what I'd done and more along the lines of what I had to do to make sure that Warren would stop looking at her like that. To make sure he didn't cup her chin in his hand that way and whisper sweet things to her anymore.
The moment Warren gestured to me, I was by his side without hesitation. Because I was loyal like that, and had been for a long time now.
Longer than Anya had... 'Cause come on! She's only been here like five minutes longer than Xander has!I felt the wait of Warren's arm on my shoulder as he wrapped it around my neck to pull me closer to him, nearly having me in one of those ( ... )
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I just stared at Xander. Stared at him, stared at the blood coming out of him. I should feel justified, but I really didn't. I didn't want to see him, but I couldn't look away.
"Thank God he's gagged," I said, rolling my eyes, "Because trust me, I know, he's quite a screamer."
Yeah, maybe a little too much information, but I don't think anything I said could really shock Warren or Andrew.
"Can we just leave him to sit there for awhile and make him think about how disgusting and scummy he is?" I asked, wiping my hands on my skirt. I didn't really want to look at him right now, I kind of wanted to just... leave him.
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I smirked from where I was running my fingers up and down Andrew's long, pale neck.
"Is that true, Xander? Can't hack it in the bedroom, can we? I always figured you for a minute man." I laughed mockingly, my eyes going colder than even before as I looked at him. God, he and all his friends made me sick.
"Well, don't worry about that anymore. I'll make sure that Anya here gets plenty of satisfaction where it counts. After all, I'm sure she'd got an entire relationship's worth of unsatisfied sexual needs to sate."
"You know." I added, almost as an afterthought. "All this time, you and your damn friends underestimated me. You brushed the Trio and I off as a worthless geek, someone you didn't have to worry about because we posed no threat. And in the end, it was us who killed not one, but two of your most powerful assets, your two closest friends. That's pretty ironic, isn't it? Boy, did you assholes ever fuck that one up."
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All of this, everything that had happened and how we were going about it, seemed... dirty.
Not like bad or illegal dirty, or messy dirty, but... but sexually dirty. I felt like I was peeking on Tucker having sex in his bedroom with one of his drug friends while high. Or like the first time I managed to unscramble some cable porn. It was wrong, but exciting. It was exciting because it was wrong... and because, you know, Warren stroking my neck was kinda hot ( ... )
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I smirked down at Andrew, running my fingers through his soft blonde hair. It was apparent that he enjoyed seeing me like this, was getting off on watching me say and do things that he'd never be able to. And I was cool with that. I was glad to sate his repressed violence with my own bloodthirst.
"You want to go to my room?" I raised a suggestive eyebrow at both he and Anya. "Why don't we all go to my room, yes?"
I watched with both eyebrows raised as Anya gave Xander a good hard crack with the crowbar, feeling the heat rise under my skin. Watching them both like this, seeing the bitter anger I'd fostered in both of them...for me, it was sexy ( ... )
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