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Tweak says, "your mom"

Faith Lehane (dark_slayer) wrote in mirage_rpg,
@ 2008-06-20 08:31:00

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arrival, complete, day 4, faith lehane, lestat de lioncourt

Who: Faith and Lestat
What: The arrival of Faith Lehane to Mirage
Where: Halfway between the stables and the mountains nearby.
When: Day 4, just after dusk
Rating: Oh, damn it. NC-17, let's just change it to that and leave it there.
Status: Complete

Darkness was falling on the deceptively quiet town of Sunnydale, but the brunette had no intention of slowing down anytime soon. She was here to teach her fellow Slayer, Buffy, an important lesson about what it really was to be what essentially was a professional killer. In Faith's opinion, if you were going to have a job like that? You needed a definate sense of humor, and the blonde was very much lacking that particular trait, at times. It really was time for Buffy to 'find the fun'.

Faith had been delighted when the pretty Slayer had accepted her challenge. They always did things Buffy's way, which while it worked, was boring as hell. It was time for them to do things Faith's way, the fun way. And, as could have been predicted, it was quite the day. She was growing to like her fellow Slayer much more than she would have thought possible. She was growing less uptight by the minute, and it was wonderful to see.

The first real test of this was when Faith broke into a weapons shop and started taking their stock. After all, it was nearing dark, and all sorts of things come out to play in the night in Sunnydale. They needed to be armed. The fact that it was fun to break into the store was completely extra, although a nice little perk. Buffy, surprisingly, went along with it, and soon both girls were armed to the teeth.

Then, it was back to the streets. Faith was looking for trouble, there could be no doubt about that. Of course, that was sort of her natural state, so it wasn't really unusual. Hell, trouble was going to find her, anyways! She might as well beat it to the punch. They wandered for a long time, Faith leading, Buffy slightly behind her. A nearly-dark ally ahead beckoned, and the brunette laughed and turned down it.

"There's gotta be something down here!"

A flash of movement, and someone lunging towards her, had her raise her stake high. She didn't have time to see much, and was quickly lost in the red waves of her battle lust. As Buffy screamed at her to stop, Faith didn't even think twice. Her arm descended, and the wooden stake plunged right into the heart of her opponant. He fell against the nearby dumpster, looking at her in the fading light of the day. The last rays of sunshine touched his face.

She only had a moment in which to think, and her mind was whirling. Two facts stood out in her mind. One, was that it was much too early for vampires to be out and about. The second, of course, was that the person she had stabbed stubbornly showed no signs of turning into a puff of dust. He wasn't a....

Before her over-excited mind could finish that thought, as she was still staring blankly at the corpse, everything changed. Suddenly, right under her feet, a strange black hole literally opened up beneath her feet. Even in her shocked state, she could appreciate the humor in that. How many times had people wished for just that to happen? Then, right before the horrified eyes of her fellow Slayer, she was sucked in.

A brief moment in which she felt like she had been turned inside out, and then the whole process reversed, and then she fell to the ground from about ten feet in the air. Her enhanced reflexes kicked in, and she landed on her feet. Her hand still clutched the stake, which was covered in blood. Vampires didn't bleed, not when you stabbed them like that. They turned to dust.

She shook her head, knowing that she couldn't deal with this right now. Something had happened, something much more important to her immediately than the fact that she was, now, officially, a murderer. There was literally blood on her hands. But, more importantly than that, her senses were telling her that someone was nearby, someone she should be cautious of. So, she waited. Whoever it was, they would have to reveal themselves sooner or later. And Faith, well, she suddenly had some aggression to take out. If the person wanted to fight, she was ready. Sure, she was slightly in shock, but she wouldn't let that get in the way. Dark, slightly crazed eyes scanned the place, noticing buildings nearby, and not so far off, there were some low, rolling mountains.

"Come out, come out, wherever you are..."

She was now, in more ways than one, truly the Slayer.

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lestat_00
2008-06-21 12:45 am UTC (link)

The Vampire Lestat didn't really need to sleep anymore and after yesterday's forced group activity, he could never have rested anyway. The Planet had forced him to remain trapped within a kitchen with three others while learning how to cook country food. It was all terribly humiliating and the only plus side to the whole thing, according to Lestat, was meeting the interesting group he was with. To work out his anger, he had played his violin all night...and all day. Passionate, violent music sounded out from the vampire's room...or would have sounded out had his room not been sound-proofed. Come dusk, he placed the abused fiddle on it's stand and made his way out onto the grounds of the resort, making sure to avoid all contact.

He headed out towards the mountains, enjoying the scenery and the air in that somewhat secluded area. This terrain reminded him of the countryside of his youth. He remembered riding with his father and his brothers.back then they had to worry about wolves. he hadn't seen any wolves here...yet. He had seen horses and birds, squirrels and rabbits, various insects...he supposed there could also be predators stalking about the woods and the mountains...besides him.

Suddenly, his blissful silence was interrupted by a 'whooshing' noise...the Planet was body snatching again; Lestat's preternatural reflexes allowed him to levitate and take to the sky just before the newest arrival was unceremoniously dumped to the ground. Interesting, she landed square on her feet from over ten feet in the air, Lestat's nostrils flared and his eyes burned amber bright in the night...he could feel his fangs lengthening, Blood. She carries a ... a stake? Covered in blood? Oh this can't be...just can't be.

He hovered above the young woman, watching her move and studying her. It was human blood on her stake. Enough. The Vampire Lestat began to laugh and his laugh filled the area with a wicked dread to chill the bone, "What are you doing, little girl?", he taunted, "Who did you kill?". He moved quicker than the eye could follow past her and spoke from behind her, "What are you supposed to be...some monster hunter? Vampire killer? Garlic, holy water, crosses?", he laughed, "That human blood on your stake tells me some little vampire killer didn't do her homework", he moved quickly in front of her and exclaimed, "Tsk, tsk,tsk" and then, before she could strike him he levitate above her.

Looking down at her, he chuckled, "You may wonder where you are. How you got here". He blew on his fingernils and brushed them against the collar of his ornate blue coat. "I may feel obliged to tell you all of these things and more if you promise to behave yourself". He crossed his arms over his chest, "Know this. I am like no vampire you've ever seen. I have tasted deeply from the mother of all vampires, Akasha. I could easily kill you now where you stand", he cocked an eyebrow, "Decide".

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dark_slayer
2008-06-21 02:08 am UTC (link)

This was exactly what she needed, actually. Something to pull her mind away from what she had done, who she knew that she was now. She didn't want to think about it, and she wouldn't. She would have dropped the stake that was dripping blood onto her hands, but she wouldn't deprive herself of her weapon. Sure, she had others, she'd been armed to the teeth, but this one was the only one she had in hand.

She was in danger, of course. But, then, when wasn't she? She was able to track him as he swooped around, and though he was a little faster than her, she was only a tiny bit behind. His laughter didn't shake her, not really. It was a sound that would terrify any sane person, but then, Faith wasn't exactly sane. Also, she was quickly finding that the battlelust was once again welling up inside her. She welcomed it, it always made her instincts sharper.

"Reveal yourself, coward...."

She pinpointed him and a smirk came to her face. She looked right up for a very long time, getting his exact location straight. Then, in a flash, she put her stake in her mouth, held it between her teeth, and climbed a tree so fast she appeared to levitate up it. Then, she was airborne, launching herself through the night until she landed on his back. Immediately, her arms and legs wrapped around him. She sensed she'd gotten him by surprise, and she wasn't about to let go anytime soon. She whispered into his ear, her voice somewhat obscured by the wooden stake in her mouth.

"Or, you know, not. I could just come find you instead. I'm the Vampire Slayer Faith, and I don't care who's blood you've been chowing on, if you're a vamp, you're toast."

She paused, though, for a second. She was trying to figure out how exactly she was going to stake him, clinging to him like this. However, finally, some of his words caught up with her. She laughed a little. So, it was interesting now. This filthy vamp might have information that she needed.

"So, spill, already. Tell me what you know. But don't expect me to start behaving myself anytime soon."

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lestat_00
2008-06-22 10:18 pm UTC (link)

Lestat watched every movement this female made. He cocked his head to the side as she took to the tree, stake in her mouth. A small grin twisted his lips to the side...he argued with himself...should he move away or see what she had in mind? This young woman was human, but not merely human...she had inhanced speed, reflexes and probably other abilities...nothing near a creature like Akasha or Lestat, of course, but something a lesser vampire or other creatures might fear. The argument to stay won out...he was captivated. He levitated in place until the female pounced upon his back.

"Oh please", Lestat groaned, "Was that line in the 'Tough as Nails' Hero Book?". His eyes were bright amber as he rose higher, higher and higher still into the night sky, "You handled a 10 foot drop amazingly well, my dear. I was impressed. I wonder if you could do so well from 20 stories?", he purred....he rose higher still, "30 stories?".

Faster than any human eye could follow the vampire snatched the stake from the slayer's mouth and dropped it to the ground far below, "Now, I can hear your lovely voice unimpeded...besides, it's rude to speak with your mouth full...", he tilted his head and his eyes glowed ominously, "...I should know".

As they hung suspended so high in the air, Lestat's lip curled,"If I can't expect you to behave, how can you expect good behavior of moi?". In a blur, the powerful vampire broke the hold that Faith had on him and spun his body around so that they were face to face; he grabbed her around the waist with one arm and raised his other arm up to encloseher neck in a death grip.

"You're an amazing woman, Faith...with paranormal abilities, it seems...but don't be a fool. I'm no ordinary vampire...and I can read your mind, so please, no clever plans...just listen".

Lestat looked into her lovely eyes and smiled, "This planet we are on...", pointing towards the mountains, "note the twin moons", a trite smile, "...is apparently some sort of sentient being who has been abducting persons of various types from all times and places. It keeps us here and takes care of us. Every want and need is seen to and we live in a type of resort. The only negative thing is that we cannot leave". He raised an eyebrow, "Ah, there is a tablet that is mandatory reading for every new arrival".

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dark_slayer
2008-06-23 12:10 am UTC (link)

Faith had never really had a plan. She wasn't the type to do so, and prefered to just go on the fly. Buffy was the one who tried to make everything into a completely planned out exercise, but to Faith, that was boring. And it was a good thing, too, because if she had had a plan, it would have been right out the window. It didn't take her long to lose the stake that was stained with the blood of the man she had murdered. She only barely had time to realize he was touching it before he had dropped it. Which was, of course, faster than any normal human would have been able to realize it. No, she couldn't quite keep up with him, of course, but she did think she could keep a handle on the situation. If she kept her head about her.

Suddenly, she was rising into the air. She shrugged. She wasn't a fan of heights, but she wasn't scared of them, either. Still, they were going so fast, she was getting dizzy. But she stubbornly held on to consciousness, and ignored most of what he said. It was enough to stay with it and aware. Somehow, she managed to cling on.

"Since you attacked me first, I'm not really gonna be into behaving. It's a bad habit of mine, ya know, being a bad girl to blood-sucking parasites that attack me. Maybe I need a spanking?"

She didn't gasp as he neatly rearranged her body, but it was a close thing. She just simply was not used to being yanked around this easily. But she was good at adapting, and she knew that it was inevitable that the vampire would make a mistake. When he did, she'd be ready. It didn't need a plan, especially since he'd just stupidly informed her he could read her mind.

"Hey, if you're a fan, I could always give you an autograph. Or, you know, you could put me the fuck down, and right about now, thanks."

Still, she did listen as he spoke, and for Faith, that might have just about been a first. And, even through her state of bloodlust, she couldn't seem to look away from his eyes, which wasn't something she was used to from vampires. Interesting. It seemed he was telling the truth about not being just a normal vampires. That was okay. She loved challenges.

"So, what, we're like stuck here forever? Wild."

Clearly, she wasn't sure if she believed him. Of course, she had no reason to. But there was a brief flash of a memory in her head, a dream she'd had for a few nights in a row that she hadn't understood at the time. Her prophetic dreams, it seemed, had been trying to warn her.

"Alright, then. How about this. We'll make a deal. I won't kill you right this second, and you take me to the plaque and then answer all my questions."

It was almost unforgivable bravado, considering the situation there were in. She was completely at his mercy, and she didn't even know about the 'no killing' rule. But it was just how she was.

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lestat_00
2008-06-25 09:36 am UTC (link)

Lestat was actually enjoying this; he hovered there, thirty stories above the ground, with this beautiful, wild, angry vampire slayer wrapped around his body. Reading her mind, he discovered she had prophetic dreams, paranormal strength and reflexes and a sex drive that would make a hooker blush. He liked this young woman’s toughness and her bravado…her breasts were quite nice as well.

Smiling at Faith, the vampire finally spoke, “I’m in no hurry, Faith. I feel quite cozy wrapped around you up here and am disinclined to put you the fuck down at this time”.

In her mind he saw another slayer and understood, “You’re not supposed to be a slayer, my dear”, he looked into her eyes and smiled, “You were a mistake”. Lestat had not been so entertained in someone’s mind for decades, “Poor Faith…just a cheap, dime store Buffy wannabe”, he made a dramatic pouty face, “How it must hurt. How you must want to kill that Buffy bitch!”.

As he read Faith’s mind and messed with it, he decided to drift towards the ranch complex, “Angel? What kind of name is that for a vampire? He doesn’t seem like a vampire at all. Louis would have liked him”, Lestat sighed. Brightening a bit, the vampire smiled, “Ah, Spike, I like this fellow, he seems like fun. Did you ever sleep with him? I could dig through your mind and find it, but I’d rather hear it in your words”.

As much as he teased Faith and baited her, Lestat respected her abilities and had no doubt that this slayer was every bit the equal, if not the better,of this Buffy.

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dark_slayer
2008-06-25 11:25 am UTC (link)

The young woman shook her head, but not in denial. It was mostly just to try and clear it. It was helping that she was no longer shooting up into the air at an alarming rate. Now that they were just hovering, it was quite a thrill, actually. Too bad she had to kill this vampire. She'd never really heard of one that could fly before.

"Fine, whatever, but hey, you know what would be really awesome? If you stayed the fuck out of my mind. Seriously."

She laughed, actually amused by his comment. She had been unsure about what he was talking about at first, but now she knew that there was, and could be, no comparision between her and the blonde slayer. She'd killed a human, Buffy hadn't. Lestat's words were a bit dated, and would have had her infuriated only a short day ago. Not any more.

"Behind the times, man. B isn't anything like me, so you can't compare us. Besides, she's the one who came back from the dead, and shit, which is why I'm here. You're right about one thing, though, she is a bitch."

And still, she wouldn't look away from his damn eyes. It would annoy her, if she could focus enough to actually be annoyed. And they were moving again, suddenly, which was more than a bit unnerving. Not that Faith allowed herself to feel that way, not more than possible to avoid.

"Angel's a pussy. Vampire with a soul. Hot, but boring. Reads awful poetry, I swear to God. Angsty as fuck, too. Spike I've heard about, but never met. But, dude, fucking vamps is B's thing, not mine. I stick to the living."

Although, she was suddenly very aware of her body, which was wrapped tightly around his. He was strong, and they had just had a fight. She had, obviously, not been successful in killing him, and was having the predictable physical reactions. And, of course, he really was probably the most attractive person she'd ever seen.

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lestat_00
2008-06-25 06:05 pm UTC (link)

"Stay out of your mind?", Lestat asked in dramatic shock,"Why would I do that, mon chere? I love your mind. It's so...soo...refreshingly fucked up". He looked at her in quite a different way than she looked at him, for he had no agenda concerning slayers. As an individual, Faith had caught his interest.

Lestat chewed at his full lower lip for a moment and his silvery eyes twinkled with mischiefahe finally smiled and shared with the woman who was wrapped around him, "I have decided to let you live, Lovely Faith, and to make your stay here as pleasant as you will allow". Powerful women were always his favorite and always irresistable to Lestat...he never learned his lesson...hadn't he just rid himself of the genocidal Akasha?!

When Faith described Angel, he groaned loudly, "A vampire with a soul! God save us all from vampires with souls!!", he threw his head back and then righted himself and looked her in the eyes, "I knew one of those very well...his name was Louis. He whined and cried and damned his existence...he fed on rats and chickens and pigeons...", Lestat grinned widely, "...and even poodles!". A deep sigh took hold of the vampire. "Why feed from vermin and man's best friend? Why not do mankind a favor and feed from the evil?", he gave Faith a smouldering look, "We can even feed from lovers....or several people, taking just a bit from each"

Looking below, Lestat saw that they were nearing the resort. "Below, mon chere, is the resort that all 'guests' of the planet are housed in. I shall escort you there so you may read the tablet and get the key to your room", he looked deep into her eyes and while her arms were busy holding on to him for dear life, he leaned forward and pressed his full, cold lips to hers in a very, gentle, very sensual kiss. "Welcome to Mirage, mon petite gaton!", he purred as they descended from the night sky towards the center of the resort.

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dark_slayer
2008-06-25 06:40 pm UTC (link)

"God damn it, I need a fucking tinfoil hat or something...Thanks, I'll take that as a compliment, I guess."

Not that that would help in the slightest, and really, she knew that. But it was something to say that denied the fact that she was completely helpless to stop him from messing around in her mind as much as he wanted. She wished that she'd learned a few tricks from Willow on how to block her mind, but she'd never seen the need. Until now, of course. Maybe she could find another witch to help her with that. But now was not the time to think about that. She was still in danger, and wasn't stupid enough to try and deny that fact.

"Mmm, yeah, I know. He's a pain. Never knew what B saw in him. She killed him and stuff, too, but he came back for some reason. Would have been cool if he'd stayed gone. Louis sounds like a drag. Was he at least hot? Angel is. About all he was good for."

She frowned thoughtfully, getting lost in her thoughts once again. Though this vampire was taunting her, some of the stuff he said made a lot of sense. She'd always been the one to have fun with her job, and Buffy was always trying to figure out who she really was, and how she could be a good person and still be a professional killer. Faith, of course, had never worried about it before. So why should she torment herself now, just because she had killed a person, instead of a vampire? There was no reason, and she was determined to put it firmly behind her.

"Yeah? Where I come from, no vamps do that. It's all just violence, and bloodsucking, then the victim dies. From lovers, even? Really? Huh. Or from the evil. So... kinda doing the same job I do, then... fighting evil."

She frowned at his words, and tried to figure out what he meant by a key. Why did she need a key? Why did she have a room? This was weird, even for someone who lived on the Hellmouth. She was caught completely off guard by the vampire's lips on hers. She'd never been like Buffy, attracted to a vampire, before. But this was not a normal vampire. She'd killed enough of them to know. Add to that the fact that she'd just been fighting, and hadn't killed, and her hormones far outweighed the consequences she might suffer later.

Her arms were already locked around his neck as he descended towards the ground, but they tightened a little and she, undeniably, returned the kiss. He was so cold. She felt shivers go through her body, but she locked her legs around his waist anyways and pressed herself against him.

"Yeah, thanks. Mirage, huh? Wicked. Huh. If you wanna talk about a 'pleasant stay', you could always kiss me again. I definately didn't hate that. As long as you're not planning to kill me and stuff."

She didn't have much choice but to allow him to take her wherever he wanted, and actually, after that kiss, and the aborted fight, she didn't have much in the way of desire to leave, either.

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lestat_00
2008-06-26 11:16 am UTC (link)

“I’ve met ‘vamps’, as you call them, like the ones you speak of…all fang and claw and ripping flesh. Mindless killing machines”, Lestat sneered, “An embarrassment, I assure you, dear lady”, he brushed a strand of hair from her face, “Think of them as compared to cavemen or headhunters are to humans. There was a large group of them in Paris, but my Louis, whom I mentioned…and yes, he was very hot…, killed them all; he burned them in their coffins as they slept”, he smiled, “better than that lot deserved”.

Touching their feet to the ground, the vampire Lestat smiled at the beautiful young woman wrapped around his waist and purred, “You may let go now, Faith. We are on the ground and there is the tablet that all are supposed to read”, he smiled, “Pleased read that before you reach for another weapon to kill me with”.

Lestat moved to the side of the tablet so he would be in plain sight while she read. When she finished, he strutted over to her with his hands up in front of him, palms forward. “Truce, Mon chere?”, he inquired, then spreading his arms wide as he approached her. He had a wicked grin on his face as he moved closer and closer, “I shall not touch you, unless you ask me to, but know this…you need not fear…a vampire such as I has very little need to feed…what is that endearing American colloquial saying…ahh yes…but once in a blue moon!”, he was against her now, his arms still straight out from his body, but his muscular torso pressed against hers; he looked down at her and pressed against her until he had her backed into the tablet…he inhaled her scent as his nose nuzzled into her hair and eventually led his cool lips to her ear. His breath was surprisingly warm when those lips pressed against her right ear and whispered, “I will take that kiss now, Slayer!”. His hands stayed out straight out in the air, but his body was pressed firmly against the sexy young woman’s body, pushing her back into the mounted stone tablet. Lestat’s lips and tongue played lightly along Faith’s jawline, from earlobe to chin…and then he kissed her deeply, passionately…he knew how to kiss…he’d had centuries and many lovers to perfect his technique. He was quite impressed with this young woman who hadn’t had near so long. Breaking from the kiss, he trailed kisses down her neck…letting her feel the sweet terror of having a creature like himself at her lovely, smooth, white throat…he nibbled and nuzzled his way around her neck and throat and then finally gave her a gentle kiss just at the nape of her neck…and returned to her irresistible lips, “You are delicious to all of my senses, mon petite gaton”, he purred

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dark_slayer
2008-06-26 11:40 am UTC (link)

She frowned a little, slightly confused by some of the things he said. She'd never heard of anything like that happening before, except, of course, when Spike had come to town, and had been forced to fight a group of vampires alongside the other Slayer, Buffy. Faith had been busy doing other stuff, of course, and hadn't been there to meet the famous Spike.

"Lestat, is it something you vamps do often? Kill each other? And if Louis is all goody-goody, why would he do something like that?"

Once her feet touched the ground, she backed slightly away from him, which was, surprisingly, much harder than she would have imagined it could be. She had a sword on her back, but though her hand twitched towards it, she didn't draw it. Instead, she found her gaze drawn to the tablet in the middle of the room. Snearing a bit at the language used, she read it and then looked up at Lestat with a stunned look on her face.

"No.... killing? I'm the motherfucking Slayer! Killing is what I..."

It was building up to be a very impressive rant, and she was just getting really into it, when she was backed up against the tablet and her lips were claimed once again. Her over-excited body made no other response possible. She jumped up onto the tablet, wound her legs around his waist, and kissed him back with just as much passion as he showed. His actions at her neck, would should have had her shaking with fear, only had her pressing her slender body closer to him, and even tilting her head to the side to give him slightly more room to work with. The fear she did feel only seemed to make everything that much more delicious.

Then, he was back at her lips, kissing her again, and she was responding with all the passion in her young body. Until something finally broke through her lust-addled mind, and she pulled away with a gasp.

"Oh, you motherfucking bastard! You knew you couldn't kill me, even while you were pretending you could! And, you let me make an idiot of myself and try to kill you."

She glared at him, anger and desire mixing in her dark eyes, and suddenly, she attacked him with her mouth once more, like she was trying to punish him with kisses because she couldn't any other way, really.

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lestat_00
2008-06-27 06:26 pm UTC (link)

"Louis killed them for murdering our childe, Claudia", he hissed softly as he nuzzled a spot behind her ear, "They locked her and her new governess into a cell open to the sun and let them turn to ash, while Louis was sealed into a coffin and bricked behind a wall", he finally brought his hands into play, resting them on her shapely hips, "Luckliy, Louis was irresistible enough that the leader of those leeches was smitten enough that he released him after Claudia's demise...and didn't even try to stay his vengeance".

Running his hands up from her hips, Lestat ran one hand through Faith's long, thick hair and curved the other around her waist. His lip snarled slightly and he kissed her again, hard this time, bending her back, supporting her head and torso...he released her from the kiss, pulling at her full lower lip, "You are a killer, Faith...a hunter! You are the top of the food chain...and so am I".

Lestat thought of fate and what brought him here, be it God or Lucifer or whatever...he wanted to laugh like a raving maniac...his choices bedmates or relationships seemed to always come back to bite him in the ass...Louis & Akasha were the most notable...and here he was getting all hot and bothered with a self pronounced Vampire Slayer. FAH...he couldn't care less for those lower life form vampires that she sent to a rightful Hell; he felt no kinship with them...but he did want to keep his own head right where it belonged...on his shoulders.

With a snarl that started deep in his chest, Lestat spread the beautiful Slayer out over the mounted tablet by pushing her arms back over her head...with a wicked grin he lowered his head to her exposed navel and gave it a soft kiss...then running his nose and lips up her abdomen...between her breasts...to her collarbone, which he nibbled...up her neck and back to her full lips.

He rested his weight on her,"I knew that I couldn't kill you...but you didn't know that you couldn't kill me...and if you had killed me, the planet would have killed you...so, I saved your life", he wiggled his eyes comically, wouldyou like to show your gratitude to your savior?", he teased.

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dark_slayer
2008-06-27 07:59 pm UTC (link)

"A vampire kid?"

She frowned. That was a first, she'd never heard of a child being turned into a vampire before. Although, there was no reason it couldn't happen, that she knew of. It just never did. Or not that she'd seen, and she'd killed quite a few vampires over the last little while. Maybe the children stayed in or something.

"Huh. Sounds like your Louis really is hot as hell, if he could stop the leader just by being cute. He really had him by the balls, yeah? Kinda cool, even a wuss like Louis can be a badass sometimes."

Faith, of course, admired badasses. In fact, she was allowing this to continue with the vampire, when she really shouldn't be doing anything of the sort. Not her sort of thing, to mess around with vamps like this, but damn it, he was hot and she had a severe case of raging hormones. She laughed and nodded in approval of his comment about her.

"Yeah, top of the foodchain... I like that..."

She did gasp this time as she was laid out on top of the tablet, and looked down at him, tangling her fingers in his hair in ancouragement of his actions. This was the sort of thing she should be discouraging. He was a vampire. She killed vampires. It should have been that simple. Maybe it was that she was still shaken from killing her first human. But then again, maybe it was just Lestat.

She pulled on his hair fairly hard, knowing that he could take it. Anyways, she had no use for delicate lovers. His reasoning had her rolling her eyes, but a smile tugged at the corner of her lips despite that.

"Bastard... but you know, yeah, I kind of would like that."

With that, she returned his kiss, and her hands started slipping down his shoulders, and then his back. When she reached the bottom of his shirt, she slipped her hands beneath the fabric and onto cold, bare skin.

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lestat_00
2008-06-29 02:58 am UTC (link)

"Louis was badass enough to conspire with little Claudia, a child in body only, to trick me into drinking dead blood, slit my throat, set me afire and toss me into the brackish waters of the Mississippi", he chuckled, "...but that couldn't happen now. My powers have increased a hundrefold".

Tucking a strand of Faith's thick, dark hair behind her ear, Lestat licked around the edge and nibbled lightly on her earlobe, as he whispered, "You know what bothered that vampire kid, as you call her, the most?". He paused for effect while his hands worked their way from Faith's shapely hips up her torso to cup her ample breasts.While working his thumbs in gentle circles on the slayer's breasts, he shared, "Claudia was inconsolable because, while she could never grow old, she also could never grow up...", he kissed her lips and her chin...and hr neck, "For 65 years she lived in the body of a child with the mind and all the emotions and needs of a woman...", he tilted his head, "...a vampire, but a woman still".

He kissed her deeply and moved his hands from her breasts into her long, dark hair, running his fingers through it as he pressed against her...and...suddenly...he was no longer pressing her down onto the mounted tablet...he was standing straight and holding her in his arms and looking down at her. "My dear lady, this is no place for such...activities. Not for a woman like you. Since you have just arrived, I will escort you to the lobby to retrieve your key. If you choose to invite me in...", he bowed, "Well, you know whatthey say about inviting vampires into your home". He started walking towards the lobby, still nuzzling her hair and nibbling at her closest ear. "If you you'd feel better about coming to my place, you are always welcome...I'm in D125...I'll know who it is when you knock".

Arriving in the lobby, a blinking key was waiting for them and Lestat shook his head and grinned, "How fortuitous....seems you are in D110. Looks like we're neighbors. Isn't that cozy?". Sitting Faith down on her feet, he offered her his arm and started out towards building D.

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dark_slayer
2008-06-30 01:05 am UTC (link)

Faith, sort of half-lost in a daze, listened vaguely to Lestat as he talked. She laughed in delight, though, at his description of the vampire conspiracy against him. Of course, she would never be able to make a plan like that and pull it off. She wasn't really much for the plans, but she could admire those who were able to handle it.

"Hey, Louis doesn't sound that bad, you know? Sneaky. It would be fun to kill him, cause he'd make it a challenge, interesting."

Her body arched up against his as he spoke into her ear and touched her breasts, and her every motion was encouraging. So what if he was a vampire? It was really starting to not matter to her. He was attractive, he seemed interested, that was enough for her just at the moment. Besides, everything he did seemed to drive her completely insane, increase her lust more every second. And, for her, that was really saying something.

"Yeah, man, that would suck a whole hell of a lot, being stuck as a kid forever. Who wants that? Don't blame her for being pissed."

She laughed up at him, and shrugged a little. She really wasn't worried about where it was, as long as it was soon. She wanted to get his shirt off, and see if he was as muscular as he felt when she had touched him.

"I would be good with here, but wherever, you know?"

She followed him and accepted her key, looking down at it curiously. It was, it seemed, just as the tablet had said. She was here for good. Even though she couldn't kill people here, that didn't bother her much. She didn't have to deal with anything, now. Not Buffy, Sunnydale, or the fact she'd murdered someone.

"Hey, check that out! Well, why don't you show me my room? Hey, you seem different than the vamps I've killed... why? And, like, what other ways are you different?"

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lestat_00
2008-07-01 11:35 pm UTC (link)

She would have been good with here?, Lestat mused, She doesn't want to awaken the beast. She'll be fucked in more ways than one. He gave her a knowing smile and replied to her question, "Have you ever seen those little monkeys in the zoo...the gibbons? The ones that throw their feces at people? I am as far above the vampires that you have killed as you are above those monkeys"

Stopping at room D110, Lestat caressed Faith's cheek, "Welcome to your new home, Faith", he pushed her hair behind her ear, "be prepared...it forms itself to your will. It can look like your room at home or the bedroom of an Arabian Princess...whatever you desire".

He smiled. "Desire", he repeated the word in a whisper as he grabbed her hips and turned her around, pressing her back against the door; his preternatural eyes had gone amber as they looked her over hungrily."Desire", it was more of a growl now. He grasped the waist of Faith's pants and lifted her against the door...his other hand reached for her top and easily tore it from her body. He stared at her bare torso brazenly,"You have the tits of a goddess, Mon chere", he purred, before taking one in hand and working the nipple into and excited state. The other breast was not neglected as the vampire's lips worked their way up to the nipple and his tongue circled and flicked, allowing for an occassional nip from his front teeth. The hand that held the lovely slayer aloft by her pants, twisted and pulled at her pants, causing a rhythmic pressure against her most intimate of places.

Lestat's eye's looked up at her and he purred, "I hear the blood pumping through your veins, Slayer. I smell your heat", he gently let her slide down the door until she was standing again, "Best get this door open, before I go through it".

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dark_slayer
2008-07-01 11:55 pm UTC (link)

She nodded absently. It didn't surprise her that there were different sorts of vampires, just as there were different sorts of people. Superior vamps, superior people. Made sense to her. Maybe she didn't have to kill him. Of course, this decision was helped by the fact that she couldn't if she wanted to. Not only that, but he was, quite frankly, driving her absolutely insane with desire.

"Sweet, really? So big pillows and stuff like that everywhere? Or, like, a really fancy hotel?"

She was fumbling her key into the lock when she was suddenly pushed hard against the door. Forcefulness during sex never bothered her, and she didn't even mind being picked up. The warm air felt good on her flushed, heated skin, and she let out a soft moan as her own pants pressed into her, making her already over-excited body be dragged closer to the brink of madness. Not that that was ever far off with her.

Then, suddenly, she was free, and just as eager to be in the room as he was to get her there. She fumbled with the key and got it into the lock. As soon as the door swung open, she was slipping inside, and then turning to face him with a slight smirk on her face.

"So, tell me, Lestat... do you really need me to invite you in? Or can you just come in any time?"

He seemed to break all the rules for vampires that she'd ever learned, so she wasn't sure about that particular one. She was, however, sure of one thing. She was going to invite him in if it was needed.

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lestat_00
2008-07-03 11:05 pm UTC (link)

"Do I need you to invite me in?", Lestat repeated with a snicker and a shake of his head, "Well, It's always nice to be invited...", he began, as he stepped through the doorway, "...but not a necessity, mon chere".

The vampire's eyes were easy to read as he stared longingly at Faith; stepping forward, he removed his shirt, revealing a torso that looked like it belonged on Michaelangelo's David...firm, muscular and made of white marble...then he kicked off his boots, strangely, not missing a step...this brought him face to face with the lovely slayer, "Your scent is driving me mad", he growled in a whisper, grabbing her by the shoulders. He backed her up, the few feet between them and the bed, and pushed her down onto the soft mattress. "You won't be needing these", he purred, grasping her pants at the waist and forcibly jerking them down and off her legs, taking her panties along with them.

He stood above her, boldly admiring her naked body, "Mmmmm, that warm, wet font of womanhood that we men come from and spend our lives begging to get back into", he lightly teased.

Smoothly dropping to his knees, the vampire Lestat, ran his hands from Faith's ankles to her knees, easing her legs apart...gently, he kissed and nibbled his way along her inner thighs...his large hands cupped the woman's firm buttocks and slid her forward, exposing her most intimate of areas to his adoration.

A variety of sensations were provided to the vampire's object of desire...his moist, soft lips...his firm, skillful tongue...and the rough feel of his somewhat stubbled jaw against her sensitive inner thighs. Lestat smiled up at her and gently spread her labia... "You are truely beautiful, Faith", he purred before placing a soft kiss upon her clitoris.

Lestat made love to her...he nibbled, kissed, sucked and licked every part of the woman's vulva. "Mmmmmmmm", he moaned as his stiff tongue firmly traced circles around the clitoris he so softly kissed but moments ago. Yes...he loved women...he increased the speed and presure on her swollen clit and then inserted his long middle finger into her vagina; his free hand snaked up Faith's body and his fingers pulled and twisted her erect, sensitive nipples. Lestat had varied his sensual attentions to this point, but now he centered his attention only on her sensitive clit...his tongue pushed, twirled, flicked, pressed and nipped.

He was wholly and totally absorbed...mind, body and soul...just on the edge of becoming feral, as he pleasured this incredible female he'd just met, and things were just getting started; the beast inside of him stirred.

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dark_slayer
2008-07-03 11:44 pm UTC (link)

So, she'd been right. She wasn't really surprised. Vampires in her world had needed to be invited in, of course, but then, this wasn't her world, and this vampire was so far above any of the vampires that she had fought and slain, that it wasn't even truly a comparison. When he stepped into her room, he just proved that one more time.

She had no problem figuring out what he wanted, and it brought a smile to her face. It was the same thing she wanted, of course. As he slid off his shirt, her eyes moved over his smooth, muscled chest. He was gorgeous. Her hands rested on the cold flesh, and strangely, this coldness did not repell her as she might have thought. Instead, it sent a delicious sort of chill down her spine.

"Well, that's a first. Never heard it called that before."

She backed up as he directed, going willingly, though she knew he could probably make her if he wanted to, even if she fought. But she didn't want to fight. Her body was on fire with desire, and she wasn't particularly used to controlling her desires. She rested on her eblows when she was pushed to tbe bed and looked at him expectantly, raising her hips to allow him to remove her clothes.

Perfectly comfortable with her nakedness, the Slayer lounged as he knelt down between her spread legs. She made a noise of pure lust as his lips made contact with her, and her legs wrapped around his shoulders, holding him against her. She was fairly certain she'd never, ever had someone pay her the amount and quality of attention he was doing, and though it felt strange, she definately wasn't complaining. Everything about the experience felt incredible. She loved roughness in sex, and this vampire was an exquisite combination of roughness and gentleness that had her going insane.

She was already building towards a release when he made contact with her most intimate of areas, but once his tongue pressed directly against her clitoris, and his attention never wavered from that spot, it wasn't long at all before she was trembling and moaning, and even screaming, at the end, as her release tore through her body. Never shy about expressing anything, and her pleasure was no different.

"Holy Fucking Hell...." She looked up at him, large brown eyes dark with desire. However, her lust had not been slaked by one simple orgasm. It would take much more than that to satisfy her. She told him so in her mind, knowing he would read it there.

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lestat_00
2008-07-05 10:56 pm UTC (link)

Lestat rode the wave of the slayer's orgasm, as her hips bucked and her inner muscles contracted, holding the woman tightly and making sure to continue the erotic stimulation until she finished climaxing. Once the thrashing and banshee-like screams had abated, the vampire smiled and crawled up her heaving body for a long, juicy kiss.

He read her mind, of course, because Lestat de Lioncourst was a vain man and an even more vain immortal. He needed to know exactly what Faith was thinking, what she felt, what she wanted next. He smiled, smug in the knowledge of the pleasure he had given the woman and knowing she wanted more.

Moving his lips from her mouth to her jawline, he nibbled his way to her ear and whispered hotly, "Now, time for mutual pleasure". Lestat rolled off of her and unfastened his pants...he smiled over at her as he slowly slid them off of his hips and down his legs. His engorged cock slapped back against his hard, muscular abs as it was freed from it's leather confines.

Mmmmmmm...he was feeling divine...his stone cold body was warm now. Maybe not as warm as a human would be, but he wasn't cold to the touch now...soon part of him would be even warmer...

Tossing his pants into the floor, the vampire crossed his hands behind his head and looked down at the ample cock that he was so proud of, "Faith, mon chere...as a Vampire Slayer, you have impaled untold number of my brethren", he purred, "I think it only fair that you impale yourself in turn...". The muscular, young 21 year old body was even more desirable now than it was in 1780, when he was first 21; the Dark Gift had enhanced his beauty to it's fullest potential.

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dark_slayer
2008-07-06 11:59 am UTC (link)

She crawled up fully onto the bed, which was big enough so that she could lie sideways on it and still be fully on the bed. Her motto was 'go big or go home' and clearly, it applied to everything, even her bed when she had control over it. At least, that wasn't going to be a problem as far as he went. Not that ahe'd mind, she'd slept with people less-endowed than others, but she was glad to see that wasn't the case here.

"Yeah? Sweet. If you think you can keep up with me, vamp."

She watched intently as he unclothed himself. Damn, he was gorgeous. What was it about vampires, she wondered, that they were always ripped and absolutely beautiful? Angel, apparently Spike, and now this one. Not that she was complaining. When he was completely nude, she rolled over, grabbed his cock in her hand, and pulled him over to the bed. She laughed at his comment.

"Damn, this is weird. I never, ever fuck vampires. But, you know, I can see how that's fair, I guess. Anyways, I'll just have to take my medicine like a good little girl..."

First, though, she rose up onto her knees on the bed. He was standing beside it, still, and it wasn't long before her lips parted and she replaced her hand with her mouth. Her lips wrapped around him, engulfing his entire length with very little difficulty. About most things she was selfish, but in bed, she wanted to make sure that her partner had a good time. Her ego wouldn't have it any other way.

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lestat_00
2008-07-06 10:15 pm UTC (link)

Lestat's back arched up off of the bed as the Slayer took him into her mouth, his head pushing back into the pillow. As the vampire lay back on the bed, amazed at the woman's ability to take him fully into her mouth, he flashed back to a time long ago when he was amazed at another with similar talents. Louis had never been with a man, no...he had been married to a woman and had a child before they had died and Lestat had gotten hold of him, but the dark-haired 'vampire with a soul' that Lestat so loved could suck a mean cock.

He ran his long pale fingers through her dark hair, enjoying her expert tongue-work. She reminded him of Jesse, her hair, her eyes, her stubborn streak. He caressed the lovely face before him, pumping his hips to meet the lips that were milking such pleasure from his manhood. He gave himself over to the rhythm of passion...he felt like he was floating as he thrust, thrust , thrust into the Slayer's talented mouth. With his powers, he could have held out all night, but where was the fun in that...and poor Faith would have gotten lockjaw...his inner self smiled. He allowed himself to let go and a volcanic climax built and exploded, releasing a torrent of hot seed from the end of his engorged member, "Jove's Balls!", he exclaimed, his back held in a suspended arch.

Falling back into the embrace of the sheets, it took Lestat but a moment, before he was in motion once again. "Enough foreplay, I think", he decided, rolling to his side and pulling Faith up to his lips to give her a deep passionate kiss. "Now I think I'd like to really get into the main event, If you don't mind". With his cock fully erect again, the vampire Lestat levitated above the Slayer and then, with his eyes aglow, slowly lowered himself...then he was upon her and entered her, full and to the hilt. He kissed her passionately, bruising her lips with his enthusiasm, as he thrust himself into her repeatedly like a demon possessed.

As he was savagely pounding away at her, his back arched away from her and he opened his mouth showing a full set of very sharp, very fearsome fangs...and he emitted a terrifying feral growl. Looking down at her with glowing amber eyes and elongated fangs, he soothed, "Fear not, mon chere, the beast just shares my joy".

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dark_slayer
2008-07-07 12:44 am UTC (link)

It was a lot, and she actually had trouble, for once. Of course, she didn't allow herself not to succeed, and didn't release him from between her lips until she had swallowed every last drop of his fluids, and even milked his still-hardened member for more. Most women seemed to see fellatio as a chore, but she always loved it. She always felt like it was the ultimate way to have power over your partner, even though most men thought they were in control. Who could tell, really, who was truly in control? But she liked the illusion.

He recovered quickly, which was a damn good thing, in her opinion. She was still revved up and ready to go, and a lot of guys needed time to recover. In fact, she'd never been with a guy who didn't need that time, so she would admit to being impressed by his stamina. She laughed softly, almost evilly, as the gorgeous vampire floated above her. She could taste herself on her lips as he kissed her, and knew he could taste himself.

"Yeah, do it already. Jesus Christ, I need you to fuck me, like, now."

She eagerly spread her legs for him, and then wrapped them around him as he lay on top of her. Her hips arched up off the bed to encourage full penetration, and her kiss was just as rough, though her lips were being bruised almost to the point of bleeding. She didn't care, not in the slightest.

"Oh, fuck, Lestat.... so fucking good..."

His display only had her laughing in delight, her own eyes alight with an almost unholy pleasure. Faith, while fully aroused, was definately a bit intimidating to your average person. She had her own beast inside her, and when she was like this, she looked a lot like a sex-crazed demon, some sort of succubus.

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lestat_00
2008-07-09 01:28 pm UTC (link)

If it were possible for him to sweat, Lestat was sure that he would be sweating buckets by now…this human female was a demon incarnate and he loved every minute of it. Centuries of experience looked down at the beautiful Slayer through vampiric eyes as Lestat thrust into her, changing his rhythm and angle every little bit to vary the feel inside her.

Impressive, the vampire thought of his lover, she doesn’t complain that I hurt her and even milks me with her inner muscles. Smiling a mischievous smile, he held her flushed face in his hands and kissed her deeply. He loved the feel of her legs wrapped around him so tightly…he counted on it.

His pale, slender, hips still undulating, Lestat levitated them both off of the bed, “Hold tight, Mon chere”, he purred. Laughing deeply, he pounded into her even harder while bending to kiss her. As the intensity and speed of his thrusts grew, Lestat steered them away from the bed and actually flipped them over. He growled as he slammed Faith’s back up against the ceiling and increased the intensity of his driving hips…until his back arched violently and his body shook with the spasms of a savage orgasm…he actually snarled at her as a torrent of hot seed exploded from his engorged member deep into her warmth.

The vampire Lestat was on a high now…he looked at her with his glowing eyes and thought of one thing…how nice it would be to end this all with a drink…from her veins. He could hear and smell the blood pumping through her body and it was intoxicating. Holding to the fair Faith, he lowered them to the bed and lay beside her once more, playing with her thick, dark hair, “You, my sweet, may be a Slayer, but you fuck like a demon”, he teased.

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dark_slayer
2008-07-09 03:20 pm UTC (link)

Faith, being human, could and was sweating. She didn't let it bother her, though. If she wasn't sweating, well, she figured that her partner wasn't doing their job. Lestat definately was. The pain she felt at his rough movements and kisses only spurred her on to greater efforts. She'd never minded a little bit of pain with her sex, not at all. Quite the opposite, actually.

She didn't have much warning before he picked her up, but she had very fast reflexes and managed to get her arms wrapped around his neck, just barely in time. She clung on as he raised her up, but it was more slow this time and not as far. She easily kept her wits about her. At least until she was flipped over, and her back hit the ceiling.

It gave her welcome support as she thrust against him, her release very quickly approaching. He was moving very quickly inside her, now, and it was painful to a new level. She didn't mind. In her desire-crazed state, she welcomed every second of it. Just a few short seconds before him, her entire body tensed and she screamed out loud as she had her second climax.

This one actually sated her, and she went limp in his arms as he lowered them both to the bed. Once there, her slender, pale body sprawled over the dark sheets that she'd picked to match the colors in the rest of the room. His comment had her half-open her eyes and chuckle softly.

"I kinda see what the huge big deal is about vamp sex, now..."

Her eyes slipped shut once more, and she was dangerously close to just drifting off to sleep. Never a safe thing to do with a vampire around, even if it was one she had just had a really good time fucking.

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lestat_00
2008-07-09 09:16 pm UTC (link)

Lestat laughed, still lightly playing with the ends of Faith's long, silky hair. "I'm glad you enjoyed 'vamp sex', Faith. I, myself, have just experienced 'slayer sex' for the first time and am pleased to say I am a fan". He tucked a long strand of hair behind her ear and then brushed his hand acrossed her cheek, "Slayers!", he shrugged,"Who knew?!".

Again, he thought of her blood...he could almost taste it. He could hear her heart pumping it through her body...he could smell it. A new, more dangerous lust threatened to take over him. The beast within him encouraged it. Yes, take her. She won't be able to resist you, it said. Lestat tok orders from no one...he gave in to no whim...no weakness. He was no saint, but he would not feed on this woman. There was an unspoken understanding here. There was also his state of mind right now...he may not be able to stop until she were drained...and then the planet would end him.

Leaning over, the vampire Lestat kissed Faith tenderly on her forehead, the tip of her nose and then passionately on her lips. "As much as I have enjoyed our time together, mon chere, I believe that it is time for me to go", he slid from the bed and into his pants in one quick move, gathering his shoesand the rest of his clothing in his hands. "You are a slayer. You know of my kind, even if you have never met one like me", He took her hand and kissed it, "You well know that it is not a good idea to cuddle through the night with a vampire...yes?".

Lestat walked to her door, opened it and turned around, "Adieu, mon chere. I'm glad that we found something more pleasant to do than kill each other". That said, he exited the room and headed down the hallway to his own. As he opened his door, he smiled to himself and sighed, "Vampire Slayers...who knew?".

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dark_slayer
2008-07-10 12:14 am UTC (link)

"Yeah, wicked."

Faith yawned, and propped herself up on her elbows. No one could call her really rude, she figured, because at least she made sure she was mostly awake to say goodbye. Well, anyways, at least her eyes were open.

Despite her tiredness, though, something inside her stirred as she saw him looking at her. That was a different sort of lust, one she'd seen often on the face of vampires. She sighed, and prepared herself to fight. She was not going to just let him drain her blood, no way in hell. To her surprise, though, it was unnecessary for her to fight. He quickly withdrew, and she laughed in approval.

"Yeah, good call. Not much for cuddling, anyways."

And that statement was nothing less than the complete truth. She watched him leave, and only once her door was shut did she collapse back on the silky bedcover. She sighed deeply, but there was a smile on her face. Damn. She'd just fucked a vampire. Not only that, but it had been pretty close to the most amazing sex she'd ever had. She was starting to think she'd definately been too hard on Buffy for her thing for having sex with vampires.

She didn't have much time to think on it, however, as sleep quickly overtook her. It had been a long day, and that was putting it mildly. She needed her sleep.

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