[50kinkyways - Tara/Lindsey Human/Vamped] Baby's New Toy
Title: Baby's New Toy
Author: Nora [remember_nomore/simply_shiny]
Fandom: Buffy the Vampire Slayer/Angel the Series
Characters/Pairing: Tara/Lindsey - Vamped
Prompt: 20 - Standing in a Corner
Big Damn Table: [ Here]
Word Count: 1044
Rating: R/NC-17 - Small squick factor...
Beta: None, I was impatient
Disclaimer: I don’t own them - I wish I did - Joss is apparently god. I’m just borrowing them for my own amusement and your entertainment.
Author's Notes: I've no idea where this came from...Ok, I do. I apparently shouldn't watch Texas Chainsaw when I'm on the way to bed...
Lindsey quietly stood in the darkened corner as he watched his wicked girl bring home her latest play toy for the night. This is the fourth one in as many nights; not that he was going to complain or stop her.
Tonight it was a pretty little blonde girl that in the shadows of the room reminded him somewhat of Darla when she was human; maybe he’d enjoy this show more than he originally thought.
It’s been nearly two months since Tara’s soul finally slipped from her body and it wasn’t a moment too soon. Lindsey didn’t like the idea of having to hide his twisted side from his accidental sire.
Their story was long and twisted. He found her when she was bruised and broken, but she was the one that ended up healing him. The night he was turned was by pure accident; it was nothing more than a blessing in his eyes. The burden she felt tore him up inside; it almost made him desperate enough to go to Lilah or Angel but things changed for the better when he had an old firm contact rip the soul from her beautiful cold body.
Lindsey crossed his arms and leaned against the wall of their bedroom, his eyes taking in the deviously wicked sight before him and he wondered if Tara would use the present that hung from the ceiling that he left for her earlier.
“My my, aren’t you a pretty one.” Tara purred in the girls’ ear, her tongue lapping up the tears that ran down her cheeks before they hit the gag tied tightly around the girls’ mouth.
Tara tossed the girl onto the bed and straddled her waist, her long black skirt hitching up her thighs and showing off the red silk guarders she wore and making Lindsey wonder if there was anything else beneath that skirt. Leaning down over the girl, Tara’s fingers moved over the girls shaking body slowly as she panted coldly into her prey’s ear. “Gonna have so much fun with you; you seemed so bored at the club tonight.” Pulling back, Tara grinned sadistically down at the girl beneath her. “I’m so glad I could liven up your night sweet girl.”
The blonde on the bed soon found herself tied down and unable to leave as her predator stood up slowly and looked around the room, a moan of pleasure mixed with happiness echoed the room as her present was spotted. “You’re in for a treat pretty little Sarah,” Tara sing-songed.
Slowly Tara moved closer to the wall and lifted her hand to let her fingers graze over the butchers’ hook that looked like it was just polished. Pricking her finger on the tip she sucked it into her mouth as her other hand slowly pulled the pretty red bow off and let it slip to the floor. “So many fun and games tonight my sweet…”
Muffled whimpers could be heard from the bed as Tara pulled her jacket off and tossed it over a chair by the closet, her heeled footsteps echoing in the room as she walked slowly back towards the bed. “You should feel special Sarah; you get to be the first to use the present my wicked boy left me.” She leaned in close and nuzzled her nose against the girls ear. “I’ve always wondered how long a lamb could last once it gets to the butcher…” A slow smile came to her lips as she felt Lindsey nearby, she couldn’t help but wonder how long he’d stay and watch before he decided to lend his own wicked hand.
Sarah screamed against the gag and tried to struggle as Tara brutally lifted her from the bed and dragged her across the room. Pressing the girl hard to the wall, Tara kissed her hard through her gag, her hands moving over the girls sides and slipping under her shirt. “I wouldn’t want this to get all dirty and torn now would we? I’m sure your mother would be upset if you ruined this.”
Pulling it over the girls head, it joined the red bow at their feet. “You’ve such beautiful skin pretty girl,” Tara’s voice lowered as she showed her fangs for the first time. “It’s going to look even more beautiful with my marks…”
The girl started to squirm and pull away from her prison of Tara and the cool wall against her back, but Tara’s grip on her shoulders was too tight for her to move away. “Sorry baby, I wanna play.” Tara’s voice was soft and childlike, making her that more chilling to look at.
A muffled ‘please’ came from beneath the gag and Tara ignored it, gripping the girls shoulders even tighter as she moved her towards the hook.
“Don’t worry, you can scream. Not like anyone will hear you.” Tara mocked as in one swift motion lifted the girl and pressed her into the hook, the sound of flesh and muscle ripping as the sharp hook slid into her filled Tara’s ears. “Music.” Grinning, Tara gripped Sarah by the chin and watched her eyes as the pain from the hook imbedded into her spine started to warm to her body temperature. “C’mon sweetie, it’s ok to struggle a little more. I like it.” Tara’s hands slipped around the hanging girls waist as she let her fingers slowly trace the wound, her fingers becoming slick with blood as Sarah’s whimpers became softer and her kicking legs weaker.
Sighing, Tara stepped away from the now still girl, disappointed at how quickly she faded away. “Now that was no fun.”
Slipping from the shadow’s Lindsey started to pull off his button-down shirt as he walked over to Tara. “Darlin’, I’m home…” A twisted smile formed on his lips as his arms wrapped around her waist from behind. “Did you start to play without me…” She grinned and turned towards him, licking her fingers clean of the blood on them. “You know what happens when you start without me.”
“Ohhh,” she purred softly, gazing up at him with wide eyes and licking his chin. “Play time.”
He roughly grabbed Tara’s hand by the wrist and finished lapping the blood from her fingers. “Yes baby, it’s playtime for naughty girls…”
Author: Nora [remember_nomore/simply_shiny]
Fandom: Buffy the Vampire Slayer/Angel the Series
Characters/Pairing: Tara/Lindsey - Vamped
Prompt: 20 - Standing in a Corner
Big Damn Table: [ Here]
Word Count: 1044
Rating: R/NC-17 - Small squick factor...
Beta: None, I was impatient
Disclaimer: I don’t own them - I wish I did - Joss is apparently god. I’m just borrowing them for my own amusement and your entertainment.
Author's Notes: I've no idea where this came from...Ok, I do. I apparently shouldn't watch Texas Chainsaw when I'm on the way to bed...
Lindsey quietly stood in the darkened corner as he watched his wicked girl bring home her latest play toy for the night. This is the fourth one in as many nights; not that he was going to complain or stop her.
Tonight it was a pretty little blonde girl that in the shadows of the room reminded him somewhat of Darla when she was human; maybe he’d enjoy this show more than he originally thought.
It’s been nearly two months since Tara’s soul finally slipped from her body and it wasn’t a moment too soon. Lindsey didn’t like the idea of having to hide his twisted side from his accidental sire.
Their story was long and twisted. He found her when she was bruised and broken, but she was the one that ended up healing him. The night he was turned was by pure accident; it was nothing more than a blessing in his eyes. The burden she felt tore him up inside; it almost made him desperate enough to go to Lilah or Angel but things changed for the better when he had an old firm contact rip the soul from her beautiful cold body.
Lindsey crossed his arms and leaned against the wall of their bedroom, his eyes taking in the deviously wicked sight before him and he wondered if Tara would use the present that hung from the ceiling that he left for her earlier.
“My my, aren’t you a pretty one.” Tara purred in the girls’ ear, her tongue lapping up the tears that ran down her cheeks before they hit the gag tied tightly around the girls’ mouth.
Tara tossed the girl onto the bed and straddled her waist, her long black skirt hitching up her thighs and showing off the red silk guarders she wore and making Lindsey wonder if there was anything else beneath that skirt. Leaning down over the girl, Tara’s fingers moved over the girls shaking body slowly as she panted coldly into her prey’s ear. “Gonna have so much fun with you; you seemed so bored at the club tonight.” Pulling back, Tara grinned sadistically down at the girl beneath her. “I’m so glad I could liven up your night sweet girl.”
The blonde on the bed soon found herself tied down and unable to leave as her predator stood up slowly and looked around the room, a moan of pleasure mixed with happiness echoed the room as her present was spotted. “You’re in for a treat pretty little Sarah,” Tara sing-songed.
Slowly Tara moved closer to the wall and lifted her hand to let her fingers graze over the butchers’ hook that looked like it was just polished. Pricking her finger on the tip she sucked it into her mouth as her other hand slowly pulled the pretty red bow off and let it slip to the floor. “So many fun and games tonight my sweet…”
Muffled whimpers could be heard from the bed as Tara pulled her jacket off and tossed it over a chair by the closet, her heeled footsteps echoing in the room as she walked slowly back towards the bed. “You should feel special Sarah; you get to be the first to use the present my wicked boy left me.” She leaned in close and nuzzled her nose against the girls ear. “I’ve always wondered how long a lamb could last once it gets to the butcher…” A slow smile came to her lips as she felt Lindsey nearby, she couldn’t help but wonder how long he’d stay and watch before he decided to lend his own wicked hand.
Sarah screamed against the gag and tried to struggle as Tara brutally lifted her from the bed and dragged her across the room. Pressing the girl hard to the wall, Tara kissed her hard through her gag, her hands moving over the girls sides and slipping under her shirt. “I wouldn’t want this to get all dirty and torn now would we? I’m sure your mother would be upset if you ruined this.”
Pulling it over the girls head, it joined the red bow at their feet. “You’ve such beautiful skin pretty girl,” Tara’s voice lowered as she showed her fangs for the first time. “It’s going to look even more beautiful with my marks…”
The girl started to squirm and pull away from her prison of Tara and the cool wall against her back, but Tara’s grip on her shoulders was too tight for her to move away. “Sorry baby, I wanna play.” Tara’s voice was soft and childlike, making her that more chilling to look at.
A muffled ‘please’ came from beneath the gag and Tara ignored it, gripping the girls shoulders even tighter as she moved her towards the hook.
“Don’t worry, you can scream. Not like anyone will hear you.” Tara mocked as in one swift motion lifted the girl and pressed her into the hook, the sound of flesh and muscle ripping as the sharp hook slid into her filled Tara’s ears. “Music.” Grinning, Tara gripped Sarah by the chin and watched her eyes as the pain from the hook imbedded into her spine started to warm to her body temperature. “C’mon sweetie, it’s ok to struggle a little more. I like it.” Tara’s hands slipped around the hanging girls waist as she let her fingers slowly trace the wound, her fingers becoming slick with blood as Sarah’s whimpers became softer and her kicking legs weaker.
Sighing, Tara stepped away from the now still girl, disappointed at how quickly she faded away. “Now that was no fun.”
Slipping from the shadow’s Lindsey started to pull off his button-down shirt as he walked over to Tara. “Darlin’, I’m home…” A twisted smile formed on his lips as his arms wrapped around her waist from behind. “Did you start to play without me…” She grinned and turned towards him, licking her fingers clean of the blood on them. “You know what happens when you start without me.”
“Ohhh,” she purred softly, gazing up at him with wide eyes and licking his chin. “Play time.”
He roughly grabbed Tara’s hand by the wrist and finished lapping the blood from her fingers. “Yes baby, it’s playtime for naughty girls…”