Fic: Pillow Talk
Title: Pillow Talk
Creator: drizzlydaze
Rating: PG
Setting: S7
Word count: 164
Prompt: A Scary Night with a Snow Beast Fright (angst)
The First takes turns with them. The night it comes to Buffy, she is ready but she is not prepared. It comes to her as Spike. “Look at him,” it says. “This is the face of a killer. A demon. Your rapist.”
Would-be, the words in the back of her throat like bile.
“Like that matters,” it says. “Look at it. And you protect it? What sort of Slayer are you, what sort of leader, what sort of self-respecting woman?”
She’s so tired. She’s sick of trying to make sense of the world.
“You’re losing it, Buffy.” It edges close. “Careful, luv. You’re on a cliff.”
She finally finds her voice, sleep-cracked. “You’d like to think so.”
Closer still. She doesn’t budge. “Careful, luv. You’re on the edge.”
“Get out of his skin. Get out.”
“Look down from your high horse. See them coming?” It comes up right to her face, too wide a mouth, too many teeth. “Careful, luv. They’re dragging you in.”
Creator: drizzlydaze
Rating: PG
Setting: S7
Word count: 164
Prompt: A Scary Night with a Snow Beast Fright (angst)
The First takes turns with them. The night it comes to Buffy, she is ready but she is not prepared. It comes to her as Spike. “Look at him,” it says. “This is the face of a killer. A demon. Your rapist.”
Would-be, the words in the back of her throat like bile.
“Like that matters,” it says. “Look at it. And you protect it? What sort of Slayer are you, what sort of leader, what sort of self-respecting woman?”
She’s so tired. She’s sick of trying to make sense of the world.
“You’re losing it, Buffy.” It edges close. “Careful, luv. You’re on a cliff.”
She finally finds her voice, sleep-cracked. “You’d like to think so.”
Closer still. She doesn’t budge. “Careful, luv. You’re on the edge.”
“Get out of his skin. Get out.”
“Look down from your high horse. See them coming?” It comes up right to her face, too wide a mouth, too many teeth. “Careful, luv. They’re dragging you in.”