I had spent the better part of two bloody days, making sweet love to my wicked plum, but the sounds of the blowhorn told us that we were close to port
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...my hands are all sticky, they've been in the glue. I'll lift them up slowly and show them to you; I'll put them together, and pull them apart. I'll wash them in water. Ohh aren't they smart?
I had dream of petals in the water, the water was read, and tasty sweet like blood, the slayer's blood. In the distance I could hear a loud roar, like that of a horn. Then a voice.
Wake up pet... the ship, and it's broad daylight... We are in New soddin' York!
Was that my Spike? Was it nighttime already? No. Daylight. I opened my eyes and saw my Spike hovering above me and I smiled at him.
"Daylight already? Is it sunny and crispy outside?" I asked him groggily noticing the light coming out the window.
"Are we trapped like birdies in this giant cage?"
Then I herd something loud, and it startled me, making me bring my hands to my ears.
"I don't like the snores of the ship, they hurt my ears." I said pouting.
"If I could make it sto, pet, you know that I would. For you, I would do anything, my lamb."
I closed the curtain back up completely, prepared for bloody anything. I knew that we had a couple of hour still left in this room, but since we were here, and there weren't passengers, then I wasn't bloody afraid to drain, or snap anybody that came to our room to ask us to leave.
In fact, I founf it suddenly to be a bloody pleasant notion. Although, I was really looking forward to sinking my teeth into New York, and eventually, Sunnydale and miss slayer 1996.
"We are trapped, my dark goddess, but not for bloody long." I looked down at her and grinned as I heard footsteps coming our way.
Oh, that devilish grin made him look so good. I knew what my Spike had in mind. He wanted to play the game of snap the necks. I wasn’t too hungry. I just felt tired mostly, and the loud roar the ship made was like humming birds in my ears... maddening in my head.
But I sat up on the bed, wrapping the covers around myself, feeling cold, but giving my spike my wicked smile, just waiting with anticipation for the knock on the door. I pulled Miss Edith towards me and waited to see what my Spike would do.
“Shhh! Hush Miss Edith… We mustn’t be loud,” I said putting a finger on her painted lips. “We must be hush, you watch and see what my baby Spike does.”
Then there it was, the soft knock on the door. It made me jump a little in the bed and giggle. Spike turned to look at me and gave me his evil grin again making me giggle even more.
I looked at Dru, and rolled my eyes as the stupid ponce knocked again and opened his mouth.
I opened the door, smiling, human visage, him looking at the clad only in bedsheets Drusilla on the bed.
"You like what you see there, ponce?" I asked, looking at Drusilla. "Because, you should see her without the bedsheets."
He looked at her for a little longer, and she was giving him a devilish smile. He took his eyes off of her the same time that I did and then we made bloody eye contact with each other.
"You two need to unboard now, we have reached the destination, and have to start cleaning up for the boarders on the voyage back to England."
I smiled. "Okay, we'll... stay, ponce." He looked at me surprised as I donned my fangs, and almost ripped his head clean off as I broke his neck.
His body fell to the floor, as Drusilla cooed, and got off of the bed. "I hate old people."
"Pet, any human blood is better then the bloody alternatives, but now that you mention it, she tasted like Cigars or something bloody like that. They are fine to bloody puff on, but not ingest into your system in liquid form."
I took the money from her. American dollars. "Wasn't it nice of the bloke to give us a welcome to America present of..."
I counted the money, and it took a while, there were too many bloody ones. "Wasn't it nice of the kind dead man to give us one hundred and forty three bloody dollars, pet?"
"Oh yes. Nice like good dead man over supper on Sunday." I said with a big smile.
It was very kind for him to feed my tummy before our long journey to Sunnydale. I began to dance around the room. I was sure that the Ship was almost empty now, with the exception of some of its crew.
I wondered what else Spike had in mind. He had been so naughty and evil this whole trip and I liked it.
I especially liked the way he hurt that Lucy flower making her bleed... breaking her from the inside out. Most wicked.
I waltzed closer to him and wrapped my arms around him.
"What now Spike? Do you want to play another game of cat and mouse and look for the big cheese?"
I looked out into the bleeding light of day. "That sounds bloody divine, my pet. It's not as though I fancy either one of us becoming a big pile o' dust out there in the sunlight."
But, oh, how I did bloody long to get out onto the New York streets. There was so much sodding violence anyway. It was perfect for us.
I scouted the ship, listenin intently for the other worker bee's buzzing around.
"I wonder if this bloody boat has a safe, pet? Maybe we should investigate?"
My smile was devilish and she could tell that I was dead bloody serious about purloining some more cash. Cash was bloody perfect when you were planning a cross country trip.
I took his hand and pulled him towards me and nibbled at his ear a bit.
""Mmmm. I like the way you think." I purred.
We left the little room after my darling stuffed the bodies in the closet, me giggling as he did, because the two bodies looked so silly... like ragged dolls.
The hallway was darker, and I could tell that dusk was approaching. Soon we will be on the dark road to Sunnydale.
"Ooh, look Spike. Looks like your going to get your wish after all." I said pointing a guard outside the restricted area of the ship.
I picked her up in my right arm as she clinged to me and tossed the sodding sack of cash over my other shoulder, striding confidentally out of the boat, not caring if any of the other bloody surviving members of the crew tried to stop us.
I walked out into the night.
After being cooped up for bloody days, it felt good to get out into the fresh bloody air of the virgin night sky.
Only this night sky would become a sodding pornstar before it was over, because me and my pet were going to paint the bloody city, red.
I held her close to me,as she nuzzled against my shoulder. truly was a lucky bloke.
I held on to my Spike as he carried me out of that horrid cage. The cool night air hitting my face lightly like a rainy shower of freshly brewed air.
We made our way through the, streets like two young lovers. We belonged to each other. Nothing was going to stop us, nothing, Sunnydale was nearer today than it had been yesterday and it filled my mind and called to me.
Miss Edith whispered in my ear, told me wicked things she wanted to see before tea.
“Will my darling put a show for mommy? Miss Edith is feeling fickle, and I feel a tickle for my baby to kill and mommy to watch.”
Right as she bloody asked me, I saw an old classic that caught my eyes as we walked the streets of bloody Brooklyn.
Out of the car stepped the bloody pimpinest cat in the land. "Pet, I think daddy can bloody scratch that it ch for you."
I approached him, a grand smile on my face. Bloody tons of people were around, but he was easy pickings, and he was giving me a sodding attitude, which only made it bloody easier.
Chains and stuff, he swung at me, but I broke his wrist in my hadn, twisted his arm almost completely off, stole the keys to his car out of his hands, and drained him drier then Sahara.
Within a minute, me, Dru and our bag of money were on our way out of New York City.
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I had dream of petals in the water, the water was read, and tasty sweet like blood, the slayer's blood. In the distance I could hear a loud roar, like that of a horn. Then a voice.
Wake up pet... the ship, and it's broad daylight... We are in New soddin' York!
Was that my Spike? Was it nighttime already? No. Daylight. I opened my eyes and saw my Spike hovering above me and I smiled at him.
"Daylight already? Is it sunny and crispy outside?" I asked him groggily noticing the light coming out the window.
"Are we trapped like birdies in this giant cage?"
Then I herd something loud, and it startled me, making me bring my hands to my ears.
"I don't like the snores of the ship, they hurt my ears." I said pouting.
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I closed the curtain back up completely, prepared for bloody anything. I knew that we had a couple of hour still left in this room, but since we were here, and there weren't passengers, then I wasn't bloody afraid to drain, or snap anybody that came to our room to ask us to leave.
In fact, I founf it suddenly to be a bloody pleasant notion. Although, I was really looking forward to sinking my teeth into New York, and eventually, Sunnydale and miss slayer 1996.
"We are trapped, my dark goddess, but not for bloody long." I looked down at her and grinned as I heard footsteps coming our way.
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But I sat up on the bed, wrapping the covers around myself, feeling cold, but giving my spike my wicked smile, just waiting with anticipation for the knock on the door. I pulled Miss Edith towards me and waited to see what my Spike would do.
“Shhh! Hush Miss Edith… We mustn’t be loud,” I said putting a finger on her painted lips. “We must be hush, you watch and see what my baby Spike does.”
Then there it was, the soft knock on the door. It made me jump a little in the bed and giggle. Spike turned to look at me and gave me his evil grin again making me giggle even more.
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I opened the door, smiling, human visage, him looking at the clad only in bedsheets Drusilla on the bed.
"You like what you see there, ponce?" I asked, looking at Drusilla. "Because, you should see her without the bedsheets."
He looked at her for a little longer, and she was giving him a devilish smile. He took his eyes off of her the same time that I did and then we made bloody eye contact with each other.
"You two need to unboard now, we have reached the destination, and have to start cleaning up for the boarders on the voyage back to England."
I smiled. "Okay, we'll... stay, ponce."
He looked at me surprised as I donned my fangs, and almost ripped his head clean off as I broke his neck.
His body fell to the floor, as Drusilla cooed, and got off of the bed. "I hate old people."
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I took the money from her. American dollars. "Wasn't it nice of the bloke to give us a welcome to America present of..."
I counted the money, and it took a while, there were too many bloody ones. "Wasn't it nice of the kind dead man to give us one hundred and forty three bloody dollars, pet?"
Reply
It was very kind for him to feed my tummy before our long journey to Sunnydale. I began to dance around the room. I was sure that the Ship was almost empty now, with the exception of some of its crew.
I wondered what else Spike had in mind. He had been so naughty and evil this whole trip and I liked it.
I especially liked the way he hurt that Lucy flower making her bleed... breaking her from the inside out. Most wicked.
I waltzed closer to him and wrapped my arms around him.
"What now Spike? Do you want to play another game of cat and mouse and look for the big cheese?"
Reply
But, oh, how I did bloody long to get out onto the New York streets. There was so much sodding violence anyway. It was perfect for us.
I scouted the ship, listenin intently for the other worker bee's buzzing around.
"I wonder if this bloody boat has a safe, pet? Maybe we should investigate?"
My smile was devilish and she could tell that I was dead bloody serious about purloining some more cash. Cash was bloody perfect when you were planning a cross country trip.
Reply
""Mmmm. I like the way you think." I purred.
We left the little room after my darling stuffed the bodies in the closet, me giggling as he did, because the two bodies looked so silly... like ragged dolls.
The hallway was darker, and I could tell that dusk was approaching. Soon we will be on the dark road to Sunnydale.
"Ooh, look Spike. Looks like your going to get your wish after all." I said pointing a guard outside the restricted area of the ship.
Reply
I walked out into the night.
After being cooped up for bloody days, it felt good to get out into the fresh bloody air of the virgin night sky.
Only this night sky would become a sodding pornstar before it was over, because me and my pet were going to paint the bloody city, red.
I held her close to me,as she nuzzled against my shoulder. truly was a lucky bloke.
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We made our way through the, streets like two young lovers. We belonged to each other. Nothing was going to stop us, nothing, Sunnydale was nearer today than it had been yesterday and it filled my mind and called to me.
Miss Edith whispered in my ear, told me wicked things she wanted to see before tea.
“Will my darling put a show for mommy? Miss Edith is feeling fickle, and I feel a tickle for my baby to kill and mommy to watch.”
Reply
Out of the car stepped the bloody pimpinest cat in the land. "Pet, I think daddy can bloody scratch that it ch for you."
I approached him, a grand smile on my face. Bloody tons of people were around, but he was easy pickings, and he was giving me a sodding attitude, which only made it bloody easier.
Chains and stuff, he swung at me, but I broke his wrist in my hadn, twisted his arm almost completely off, stole the keys to his car out of his hands, and drained him drier then Sahara.
Within a minute, me, Dru and our bag of money were on our way out of New York City.
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