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prodigal_slayer in 3iscompany

Hell is around the corner

Aug 23, 2005 17:33

Why are you running away, Killer? You're stronger than he is. Why do you let him push you around like that, huh? Is it because deep down you still just want someone to beat the bad out of you? Well guess what, Cupcake. Now you're living inside the bad thing."Shut up!" I hissed out angrily as I rounded the corner of the top steps and suddenly ( Read more... )

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weloveyouangel August 25 2005, 08:46:33 UTC

I had left Wesley's office and headed straight for the kitchen and I kept on sensing something, but I just forgot about it, cause soon it was gone. Right now, I had more important things to worry about. Food. And the fact that we barely had any. Well, I could improvise, I mean, I do that alot anyway, with fighting and ... other things that I do, which isn't much. But now? I could do those things and I want to do them, but I know that I can't. I'm not going to do that to Faith ... it is her body and not mine. And what a nice body it is ( ... )

prodigal_slayer August 25 2005, 17:12:36 UTC

An amused smirk twitched at the corner of my mouth as Soul Boy started losin' his shit over the yuck on his jacket. What the fuck did he care anyways? Dude was worse than a girl. Looked through his closet and couldn't stop snickering cause damn. Boy had issues. Now I could see why Wes liked him so much. Wondered which one 'em was the bitch....used to think it was Wes. Now I wasn't so sure. Oh well, not my business ( ... )

weloveyouangel August 25 2005, 19:01:34 UTC

Demon guts? Wonderful, that wasn't coming out. "Take it off," I said and helped her with it before laying it on a bed. Maybe I could do something with it, that was my best jacket and I was sure I wasn't getting another one like that anytime soon. Running a hand through my hair, I looked at her when she asked what I was doing. Nothing. Absoulutely nothing ( ... )

prodigal_slayer August 25 2005, 23:00:14 UTC

What was up with Mr. Grabby Hands? Did he think cause he was wearin' my body he could just get all touchy feely? Well, I guess this was his body. He could touch it if he wanted to. Just like I could touch mine that he was carrying around. If I wanted to. If we were to.....would that be masterbation? I was confused. And why was he throwin' the jacket out? Just had a couple demon guts on it. Coulda gotten it dry cleaned or something. Maybe he was all cranky hangin' out in a slayer's body. Well, he was all cooped up ( ... )

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__angel September 9 2005, 08:57:19 UTC

We sat down and drank from the bottle a few times, passing it back and forth. There wasn't really that much to say, really, but she instead, wanted to talk. Talk about what? This. Of course. Which I guess would be a good thing if she wasn't already stating the obvious. In most cases anyway. When she said that Wes was going to leave after this was all over, something inside of me pained and I looked down at her nails. Not like Buffy's, this was Faiths and ... wow. She needed to work on them, but that's not my problem ... after I get out of this body ( ... )

prodigal_slayer September 12 2005, 00:21:40 UTC

I frowned down at him when he said he didn't feel good. Oh no. He better not be punkin' out on me already! He'd barely even drank anything. Of course, he probably wasn't used to be human and his stomach was revolting. My stomach anyway. Still. I was a Slayer, and now he was the Slayer. His tolerance for alcohol should be way up there and I knew he just needed to loosen up and relax and he'd probably feel better. Big baby ( ... )

__angel September 12 2005, 10:30:58 UTC

She wanted to leave already? I was just about comfortable against this wall without wanting to up chuck all over my ... well, her boots and jacket and tight clothes and damn, how could she wear these things? It's cutting off circulation that I didn't even know I had. But, instead I just sat up and gave hera small nod, I was a little afraid to even talk at that point because something might come out.

Placing my hands on the table, I moved over to the left side of the booth and tried my best to stand up, which I did, just on wobbly feet. Okay, this is good. I can do this. I can really do this.

Grinned and took a step forward. Wait, no, I can't do this, I can't. Sitting back down quickly, I leaned my hand against the wall again.

"Just give me a minute and then we'll go," I said quietly and closed my eyes. I needed something to eat, like bread or something. Would I throw that up? Hopefully not. I needed something to make the room stop spinning.

prodigal_slayer September 13 2005, 12:12:52 UTC

"Geez, you're a total wuss, Soul Boy. Never thought you'd be one to not hold your liquor." I smirked down at him and all I got in response was a total glare. Fine. What the fuck ever. Apparently? This night was gonna be a total bust. I wanted to go out and play and all I managed to do was get Angel good and sick. Wimp that he was. It was tempting to just grab him, toss him over my shoulder and go wherever I wanted to go. Shit. How did he live with all of these impulses all the time. Being Soul Boy was like permanantly trying to deny who you are. That must suck ( ... )

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__angel September 25 2005, 13:34:30 UTC

It all became too real when my back hit the table and her fingers were touching, expert fingers. She knew where to be touched and I grinned up at ... me. This was all so unreal and something to remember, definately. As she touched me, I reached my hand up, my fingers trailing along her neck and down her arm before heading to my ... stomach. It was all mine, I could touch it anyway I wanted and I knew what I liked and if this was ... how it was going to be then we should ... fuck, whatever she just did, I felt ... something and now ... well, fuck it mostly ( ... )

prodigal_slayer September 30 2005, 09:15:45 UTC

Eagerly I began to unbutton his pants, my pants. Smooth leather slidin' off legs that I knew better than I'd know anybody else's body parts ever. Gently I kissed one knee as I slid the leather pants down around his ankles. My mouth opening and a low moan escaping as he expertly handled his own...weapon. Fuck. That felt really good, like nothin' I'd ever felt before and I couldn't really describe it, it didn't feel like bein' a girl at all. I guess that was the point becasue at the moment I wasn't a girl. I wasn't Faith. I was Angel ( ... )

__angel October 4 2005, 11:17:07 UTC

The moment her fingers touched me, my hips shot up a bit just from how tender everything was … down there. That’s what it felt like … felt pretty good. I kept my eyes on me who happened to actually be Faith doing all of this … to her own body. She knew it better than anyone else and right now? The things she was doing was making my head spin and get dizzy and not want to think about anything. There was this need and it was causing my skin to be on fire. I haven’t felt this much warmth in … forever ( ... )

prodigal_slayer October 8 2005, 23:00:21 UTC

I had to make myself upright again because when I leaned down and kissed those soft lips I could smell everything. I could hear his pulse pounding in my throat. God, nothin' had ever felt like this before and I just wanted to enjoy it. I just wanted to know what it felt like to be him, ya know? Gripping his hips with bruising force I pushed myself in deeper and deeper just lettin' my eyes close for a second and enjoying the feeling. It was so fucking different, I didn't think I could even explain it. It was so....warm. Like layin' down in a warm bath and just feelin' so fucking good. Ya know ( ... )

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