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

Entry tags:

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
2008-07-09 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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