Ever the Fool

Feb 08, 2005 14:49

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I'd told Drusilla to get out, and what did she do? Started chortling at me like she'd heard the punchline to a joke I missed.

"Ooh, sweet boy. You can't hide from me, oh no. I can see you. ‘Sides, I like it here. It reeks of death..."She pulled herself onto one of the tombs and stretched out upon it like she was the Queen ( Read more... )

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ripewicked_plum February 21 2005, 13:04:46 UTC
"Yes...I need you. I'm lost without you, love. Show me how to be the dark knight you want and I'll do it. Anything..."

His fingertips burned into me, leaving little pinpricks of dancing pleasure as he tasted me, and as I tasted him. Oh, and his flavour was that of fire and flames and...coffee...but not one sly hint of sour grey ashes and as our lips danced secret steps together I could feel him floating back to me. I saw him with my minds eye; a black cloaked vision clawing through the damp clinging mists of her lingering memory and returning to me. Ooh, it was heavenly. My black knight...well, perhaps not just yet...

"…anything..."

But soon.

Stealing my lips from his, I broke their sweet tangle and looked into his eyes. So blue…and so wickedly black…but it wouldn’t do to get lost in the moment and forget about the stars’ warnings. The sticky vines of the Slayer’s thrall still laid tangled at his feet, ready to spring to life at any moment and creep, creep, creep and claw their way back into his mind…and heart. But mummy wouldn’t let that happen…oh no…

My fingertips found their way to his cheek and started petting his skin…

"Sshh..." I cooed, shaping my voice into a soothing lullaby to sooth this fretful head. "I’ll show you...oh-so many ways. But you must be patient, my sweet," A growl rumbled low in my throat and I arched against him softly, nipping at the fluttering fireflies of lust that swarmed around his head. Mmm, they were so hungry…

"My black knight will have his fun…and his way with..." I smirked and watched my naughty fingers as they ran down his chest, "this town. Ooh, yes, and show mummy what a bad, nasty boy still lurks inside."

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