Here goes. Set in the Wishverse, roughly, without any actual canon to holt me, and I haven't seen the episode for a month or two. I think I've pretty much mucked it up but putting Dru in there anyway. No sex, because I can't write femslash sex, but the things you've expect with vampires: bloodplay, for example. I have no idea if this is in, or wildly out, of character for either of them.
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I like the look of the Master’s latest. She has pretty red hair that flows like blood, and she likes to hurt Daddy. My Spike won’t like it, but he’s not the one Miss Edith wants to watch me with.
Firey one, she’s with Daddy now. She calls him Puppy, and she hurts him with her whole self. His cries are music, they make me want to sing along. Miss Edith and I stand in the doorway. She’s so confident he’ll scream: she’s right. Until, eventually, he faints from pain, and the game has to stop for a while.
When she steps away, I’m still in the doorway.
“It makes a lovely show,” I tell her. The blood is caking on her hands, and she licks it off slowly as she considers her reply. A clever one, this.
“I’m glad you liked it,” she smiles, her voice low to the edge of a purr. “It’s kinda fun.”
There’s a spatter of crimson on her face, drying to rusty brown. Her hand moves to rub it off, but I stop her just in time. “I want that.”
I look into her green eyes, and she steps closer to me. I nearly put my fingers to her soft cheek. Then I decide to be reckless. Slowly, I press my lips to the drops, flicking my tongue out to catch them. My Sire’s blood on her sweet skin is like fine wine, or magical lion’s blood.
When her face is clean, I move on, wanting to taste more of her- the blood in her mouth, the blood in her veins, her body. She starts to react, kissing me back, wrapping her arms around my waist.
In my ear, Miss Edith urges me on, making me slide into my true face and bite the girl’s lips, her tongue, her round nose.
Uncaring of who sees, we sink to the cold floor, determined to satisfy our hungers.
His cries are music, they make me want to sing along.
I like.
When her face is clean, I move on, wanting to taste more of her- the blood in her mouth, the blood in her veins, her body. She starts to react, kissing me back, wrapping her arms around my waist.
In my ear, Miss Edith urges me on, making me slide into my true face and bite the girl’s lips, her tongue, her round nose.
I like this maybe a little too much.
Very well done.
You know, I'm mistaken. The last thing I wrote was that gorram songfic, on Sept 7th. And since
I
forgot about it, I'm going to repost it. It's new to you....
"I'm Your Man"
If you want a lover
I'll do anything you ask me to
***
"I'm counting on you to protect her."
"'Til the end of the world... even if that happens to be tonight."
***
And if you want another kind of love
I'll wear a mask for you
***
"So how come I don't want to bite you? And why am I fighting other vampires? I must be a noble vampire. A good guy, on a mission of redemption. I help the helpless. I'm a vampire with a soul."
***
If you want a partner
Take my hand
***
"Ready, Randy?"
"Ready, Joan."
***
Or if you want to strike me down in anger
Here I stand
I'm your man
***
"You always hurt the one you love, pet."
***
If you want a boxer
I will step into the ring for you
***
"'Cuz Buffy -- the other, not-so-pleasant Buffy -- anything happened to Dawn, it'd destroy her. Couldn't live, her being that much pain. I'd let Glory kill me first. Nearly bloody did."
***
And if you want a doctor
I'll examine every inch of you
***
"If you want me to leave, you can put your hands on my hot, tight little body and make me."
***
If you want a driver
Climb inside
***
"Buckle-up, kids! Daddy's putting the hammer down!"
***
Or if you want to take me for a ride
You know you can
I'm your man
***
"Oh, look at my poor neck... all bare and tender and exposed. All that blood, just pumping away."
***
Ah, the moon's too bright
The chain's too tight
The beast won't go to sleep
***
"I'm drowning in you, Summers. Drowning."
***
I've been running through these promises to you
That I made and I could not keep
***
"I do remember what I said. The promise. To protect her. If I'd have done that, even if I didn't make it, you wouldn't have had to jump. But I want you to know I did save you. Not when it counted, of course, but after that. Every night after that. I'd see it all again, and do something different. Faster, or more clever, you know? Dozens of times, lots of different ways. Every night, I
save you."
***
Ah but a man never got a woman back
Not by begging on his knees
***
"What the hell does it take?! Why do you bitches torture me?!"
***
Or I'd crawl to you baby
And I'd fall at your feet
And I'd howl at your beauty
Like a dog in heat
***
"You know, you got a willing slave. And you just love to play the thought that you might misbehave."
***
And I'd claw at your heart
And I'd tear at your sheet
I'd say please, please
I'm your man
***
"Ask me again why I could never love you."
***
And if you've got to sleep
A moment on the road
I will steer for you
***
"I hope she fries. I'm free if that bitch dies. I'd better help her out."
***
And if you want to work the street alone
I'll disappear for you
***
"Forget them, Slayer. I got your back."
"Thought you wanted me to stay away from you. Isn't that what you sang?"
"Fine. I hope you dance till you burn. You and the little bit."
***
If you want a father for your child
***
"He can't hurt Dawn. He wouldn't"
***
Or only want to walk with me a while
Across the sand
I'm your man
***
"I know you'll never love me. I know that I'm a monster. But you treat me like a man, and that's.... Get your stuff, I'll be here."
***
If you want a lover
I'll do anything you ask me to
And if you want another kind of love
I'll wear a mask for you
***
"I love you."
"No, you don't."
"You think I haven't tried not to?"
That's very good, Elena. I like
Ah but a man never got a woman back
Not by begging on his knees
***
"What the hell does it take?! Why do you bitches torture me?!"
And it gives me an idea about what you could try: I read a challenge once which asked you to create a conversation in which Spike and Xander (or whoever) had a meaningful talk about thier relationship (whatever you like to think that is, but presumably involving Big Gay Sex) entierly in lines from the shows.
So it's quotes all the way. Could you do it?
I still think that's the greatest songfic I've ever read, Elena.
Connie - I love the hands. And the description of the chaos after the battle.
Am-Chau - rrrrowr. V. nice.
Elena - sniff Wow. Quite lovely.
Elena, now I'm earwormed with "I'm Your Man" (and...ummm...brainwormed with the movie
Secretary,
which is a connection that makes sense if you saw it).
Fic-related question w/r/t Buffy S7 (with some whitefonting to be polite):
The
proto-slayers' Watchers are presumably all dead, yes? Except Rona, who never had a Watcher.
*IF*, for the sake of argument and/or fanfic,
the FE was able to
get to Faith in jail and kill her, HOW would Buffy, Giles, et al., KNOW who was the next Slayer called? Would
she suddenly display heretofore undisplayed kick-ass fighting skills
?
Serious question. We who are about to fic salute you.
Wouldn't the "powerful seer" know? And if I were Buffy, I'd want that powerful seer on a plane to Sunnydale so we wouldn't have to wait for stupid phone calls.
Who's the "powerful seer"? Someone from the ryhming coven?
