Man, I thought I was grabby when I was horny. Apparently, I was an amateur when it came to getting touchy-feely when I was in the mood, because Faith was pretty much all hands as we headed back up to the penthouse. By the time the elevator doors opened and we spilled out attached at the mouth, I'd been slapped, scratched, cupped, rubbed, pinched ( Read more... )

The first ten steps away from Cordy's room were slow, like I was trying to drag my feet through a bog. The rest of the steps, though, that carried me down the hall and to the main staircase were as fast as any I'd ever ran. I was done, and though I wanted to stay with every last bit of my being, I knew that there wasn't really any of me left to ( Read more... )

So, exactly how does a person start this kind of conversation? 'Hi, remember me? Once upon a time, we were best friends, and for a while there, it certainly did seem like we were getting to be a whole lot more than just friends. Then, of course, there was this whole thing where I had some trouble and turned into a complete asshole, but now I'm ( Read more... )

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I'd had enough. Enough of Faith and her ADD loyalties, enough of Darla and her smug insinuations, and enough of Spike and Drusilla and all five hundred of their neuroses and issues. I needed something simple, something real and easy and brutal and fun. So, I'd decided to go out and feed ( Read more... )

Faith left. Without a word, Faith fucking left, and all of a sudden, I was looking at a very different game, with none of the pieces even close to where I'd intended them to be. Sure, she'd wandered off before-- there was almost nothing but impulse when it came to Faith-- but this time felt different. After such a blatant display of 'claim' on ( Read more... )

I don't know if it would be true to say that there were any of these 'visits' that I didn't want to have to make. Maybe the right way to put it was that I knew that some of them were gonna be a lot harder than others. That was why they came at the very end of my time here. I hadn't really figured that the talk with Buffy and Wes was going to be ( Read more... )

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"Oh don't talk to me like that, Angelus..."

The tone of her voice was another stab of memory, the sound of Darla's disdain for humanity and weakness and sentimentality.

"... even though you lost your soul you still wreak the stench of vermin. It's going to take a handful of years before that fades..."Scowling, I couldn't ( Read more... )

"Enough!!" I shouted to the assorted bad-guy types that were gathered in the Wolfram & Hart lobby.

"I have had fucking enough of this bullshit! We keep getting our asses kicked by Buffy and her little tin soldiers, and even when we win, we don't do a damn thing to make it stick ( Read more... )

I am vengeance, dark and ruthless... I am the protector of this city, of its people and their lives...

I am the terror that stalks in the night...

I am the Dark Avenger.

Okay, so maybe the name was a little, I don't know, trite, but when Cordy had pitched it, my first reaction was that it wasn't all that bad. I mean, it had a certain '20s ( Read more... )

Okay, I knew going in to this deal that it wasn't going to be easy on anyone involved-- not on me, not on the people I was coming to say goodbye to. But, man, the Powers That Be never said I'd have to keep breaking my heart every single time I said goodbye. But hell, I guess if it didn't break just a little, then the goodbye wouldn't mean ( Read more... )