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__visiongal in i_go_wild

feeling so faithless, lost under the surface

Nov 26, 2004 16:12

"How could you do that to him?" I asked quietly, knowing full well I wouldn't get a straight answer, "How could you let him alienate himself like that? Make him think that he was alone ( Read more... )

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wickedslayer November 26 2004, 23:35:05 UTC

I'd spent most of the night out and about in L.A. Somewhere between chainsmoking, beating the hell out of vampires, letting some vamps beat the hell outta me, and wandering around I tried to block out all thoughts of Angel. He was gone and the rest of us were just gonna have to get over it. Well, it was easier to get over it when you were far the fuck away from anything that reminded you of him. And sorry....Cor reminded me of Angel in a really bizarre way. Mostly just cause I knew she'd be in pain too. Usually misery liked company, not me though. I hardly ever liked company ( ... )

__visiongal November 27 2004, 05:21:40 UTC

Five by five what? Right now she didn't even look three by three or even four by four. She looked... She looked shattered, broken, hanging on by a thread. And there she was insisting she was fine.

"You?"Me. How was I, exactly? Aside from blaming myself for this whole thing, for not going to see Angel when I should have, for not-- "I'm okay. Peachy even. Without the pit." I was in a place with fruit, that was a good thing, right ( ... )

wickedslayer November 28 2004, 19:26:35 UTC

"Out." I replied back flatly. It was trippin' me out to see her like this. All the candles and shit on the floor, tear tracks on her face. She looked wicked bad, I mean...she looked wicked good cause she's Cordy and she always did, but she looked kinda like shit anyway. On top of that she was all fucking concerned, worried about me. Whatever. It was weird to see it at all, let alone on Cordelia's face ( ... )

__visiongal November 28 2004, 20:03:28 UTC

"Out."

Well, DUH, for a start. She hadn't been here. She hadn't been at any of our usual haunts. I'd kinda figured she'd been out somewhere - I didn't need the whole flippant answer thing.

She sat down on the couch minus the grumbling. Even let me lift up her shirt. I winced when I saw the bruising underneath, wondered what the hell she'd got herself into and reached for the bandages.

"Cordy, chill. I'm fine."

I turned back towards her, dropping the bandages. Was she fine? No. Of course not. How would I ever know, anyway, if she wouldn't tell me?

"You're not fine, Faith," I snapped, "You have enough bruises to last you a month, you won't tell me where you've been and also? You've been crying." And yeah, so had I but I hadn't tried to cover it up with badly re-applied mascara. "So don't tell me you're fine when you're not."

Kettle? Pot here. Hi! You're black.

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__visiongal December 10 2004, 20:39:29 UTC

Being naked in front of Faith? Not an entirely new concept for me.

Being naked in front of Faith and not being drunk? Yeah, kinda new.

I look up at her and bite my lip, arching up into her fingers as she trails blazes of fire across my skin. She's too good at that. Although she did spend a lot of time in pris-- Don't even go there, Cor. I tell myself sharply.

I reach up and run my fingertips over the swell of her breasts, smiling. "You," I tell her, pulling her down so her lips are inches from mine, "Are WAY too hot. There should be a law against it." And yes, semi-sort of putting off the inevitable panic from the whole about-to-have-sex thing so I kiss her.

I kiss her and it's... Well, fucking hot, actually. I brush my knuckles over her skin, feeling her nipples pebble beneath me. And that's even hotter.

wickedslayer December 11 2004, 23:06:37 UTC

Her hands ran over my breasts, before moving to my arm and pulling me down. Couldn't help but smirk as she decided to make me all aware just how hot she thought I was. Well duh. As she would say. I already knew I was hot, but it was nice to know that she thought so too.

Her mouth eagerly pressed to mine and I wrapped my fingers in long dark hair, letting my tongue probe it's way between her lips and explore the cavern of her mouth. She's so damn good, and I'm not talking about the sex that's about to ensue. Cause we already knew that was gonna be good. It was just her. She was just so good and I always wanted to be good like that.

Trailing one fingernail lightly down over her midriff I unbuttoned her pants slowly. Loving the way she moved pressed up against my own body. My own skin. Fuck me. She was hot.