I frowned as I watched the waves crash down into the water. If you squinted and tilted your head it looked like one wave was attacking the other with it's watery fangs. Or not. I sighed and took another drag of my cigarette. It pissed me off. My Master was killed, didn't really like him all that much anyway, and now I'm following William the Bloody. I'm sorry, he prefers "Spike". I heard a rumour from an other vamp how he got his old name. I never asked about it. I never asked about anything. It pissed me off to no end.
You see, I wasn't the lying low type. Not in the slightest. Yet, here I was in Victoria, Canada waiting for things in good old SunnyD to die down. I walked away from the window and sat on my bed. It pissed me off that almost nothing was private except for the bathroom and a few upstairs rooms. It was a damn warehouse. And our company! I mean, where can I start.
There's Cordy who Will and I vamped back in Sunnydale and which we took in our escape. She then rose within a day and is just as bitchy as ever, just with fangs. I actually suspected she had them when she was human. And then there was Loony McFang. I could swear Spike sired that one from a mental instituion. 'I see stars Spike' Yeah bloody right. And then Darla fleed with us. Her catholic schol girl thing was getting old but she still looked lusious enough to eat or fuck. Whichever would be perfectly fine by me.
I licked my lips and yet took another drag. I found that after the diabolical retreat smoking was a way out, like fucking but...addictive. Who am I kidding I'm a regular nympho. Will knows that. or at least she used to. Now she's starting to notice other women Don't get me wrong, that's hot and all but I'm right here. Horny and hot. And don't mistake, I look at other girls and guys too. It seemed that vampirism opened me up alot.
I shook my head and through the butt to the ground still deep in thought. And then finally there were the 10+ vampires who had tagged along just because Spike was the new bad.
And in all honesty I had been thinking lately about returning to my hometown with someone, maybe Will. We could do a take over and become the Masters. Just have to get past that Buffy girl. She was hot. I'd like to really bite her and fuck her...mostly at the same time. I let my mind wander back to the hell hole I was in. I then took out yet another cigarette and lit it. Me and my addictions. I watched as some of the 'follow the leader" vamps watched late night Skinemax. Hot. The whole scene actually. The women on the screen and the guys watching.
I smiled for the first time in a long time and turned back around. I brought the cigarette to my lips and blew out smoke through my mouth. And then through my nose. Which was my favorite part. Blowing it out of your nose and then the smoke just sits. I was easily amused as of late. I had to be to survive in this place. I finally got fed up an flicked the cigarette into the rug. It caught aflame but I stamped it out in one stomp. Just like I would to Sunnydale.
One fell swoop...
Nothing really pisses me off that much and even less when I was a human. But when you fuck me then immediately get up and go for another girl who had been watching? That's just not done! I sat there naked and pissed, despite my hard on. Willow had gotten down to the female vampire's breasts and that was the last straw. Unfortunately Will ripped my shirt and my pants pulling them down I had to streak down to the second floor. Or maybe, I didn't.
I smiled as I exited the room as Willow maneuevered her and her new friend to the matress that was ours a minute ago. As I left I saw a male vampire checking me out. Maybe he was the key to make Will jealous. Really work her up back around me or into me. So, I went for it. I smiled and nodded vamping out. The boy who couldn't have been 18 walked towards me with an excited expression. When he reached me I glanced at Will who had paused and looked up, either confused or just interested.
"Good. She's watching."
I looked back at the boy and just engulfed his face and toungue clearly trying too hard (no pun intended) and just really blatantly. I continued kissing him and then unzipped his fly. I glanced back and saw that the girl was now ontop of Will and Will was looking. I stuck my hand in his fly and started feeling around. He really liked it.
"Good. Very good." I smiled and whispered in the boys ear. "Wanna blow me?" Will then looked up as the other vampire kneeled down. He wasn't good. I mean, he wasn't Will. He also finished me off quickly and it was only because I had just been with Will. He looked up satisfied and I looked back. Willow and the girl were gone! I let this measly little vampire guy blow me without a show?
I frowned and looked down at him. I wasn't happy. I mean, I was definitely happy but not ecstatic. I round kicked him over the end and he fell three stories onto the ground. Good thing Spike and Dru aren't here. I looked down at all of them. Including the vamped Cordy.
"None of you say a word about this!" I pointed down to the grounded vampire. "Not even you."
After my non-show, unfortunately, I retired to my real bedroom and grabbed my cigarettes. I pulled on a black t-shirt and then black leather pants. My leather jacket accented the pants and I put my smokes in my jacket pocket. It was time I visited a certain hometown, without the vamp crusaders.
I walked past everyone and told Cordy I was going out. Tell Spike I'd be back in a day. Then I left, like that. I stole a guy's car and skedaddled. 6 hours later off of route 1 ... Sunnydale.
I drove in and it was still night. I decided to make my base of operations The Bronze. My Master's old place. Who'da think to look there? I went in through the skylight and saw no one. Great. I jumped down onto the ground and recognized anything. I then looked around at the nest of vampires...
"Anyone for a game of pool?"
I smiled, I was in human form and these had to be newly risen vamps. They couldn't smell the vamp on me. It didn't matter. It was basically another one bites the dust on repeat on my Ipod. Like that. I laid down on the pool table and stripped down. I didn;t know why I liked sleeping in the nude. The freedom? The exposure? Who knows.