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"Take me away, Spike," she'd said.

They were on his bike, leaving the island, and then they drove past the hospital. It was cold and sterile, too well-lit, but there was pain inside, and death, and she could hear it.

"There we go." Drusilla ran her hands through Spike's hair, back from the temples to the base of his neck. She rested her hands on his shoulders. "It's a pretty place. But not what I want tonight. I'm hungry, Spike. And I want to play."

Date: 2005-12-03 05:22 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] pubkeeper.livejournal.com
A sly smile crossed Spike's face as he turned his bike toward a different area in town.

They rode past a couple of places in town before they found one that was perfect.

Spike pulled up to the playground and looked over his shoulder.

"This the type of 'play' you had in mind pet?"

Date: 2005-12-03 05:31 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] pubkeeper.livejournal.com
Spike tilted his head and gave an evil grin. "Nothing to good for my girl."

He listened carefully, and nodded in the direction of what sounded like some promising prey.

Date: 2005-12-03 05:44 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] pubkeeper.livejournal.com
"Think we should teach them a lesson, pet?" he asked softly. "Perhaps you should tell them what happens to bad little girls and boys... and I'll make sure they don't run away from their new teacher."

Date: 2005-12-03 05:59 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] pubkeeper.livejournal.com
Spike let out a contented growl. "Oh yes luv. Though I think pens and chalkboards aren't my style."

He gave Dru a knowing look, and silently stalked around the merry go round so he was behind the girls.

Date: 2005-12-04 02:30 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] pubkeeper.livejournal.com
Spike crept slowly behind them while they stood and stared at Drusilla.

"You kids should be alone here at night. Never know what kind of strangers may be about," he said startling them.

Date: 2005-12-04 03:06 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] pubkeeper.livejournal.com
The kids whimpered and looked around nervously at the man and woman that seemed to have appeared out of nowhere.

A small grin crossed Spike's face as he pulled out a cigarette and lit it up. "And you know what happens to naugty girls and boys..."

Date: 2005-12-04 03:51 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] pubkeeper.livejournal.com
Spike chuckled at their fear. "Tsk. Tsk. We told you it would be bad if you ran little girl. Now you've made my lady friend upset."

The girl started tugging her friend's hand frantically now.

Date: 2005-12-04 04:38 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] pubkeeper.livejournal.com
Spike smiled and tossed his cigarette to the ground. "That one for me love?"

Spike pulled the dead girl up and let his demonic features take over.

"You're too kind. But I insist you eat first."

Date: 2005-12-05 02:01 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] pubkeeper.livejournal.com
Spike bit into the freshly killed girl, savagely draining the body of its blood. He turned and watched as Dru drank from her meal and gave her a bloodstained grin.

"How was your meal pet?"

Date: 2005-12-05 03:02 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] pubkeeper.livejournal.com
Spike tossed the body to the ground and sauntered up to Drusilla. With something between a sneer and a smile he ran his finger up the side of Drusilla's mouth and collected the trickle of blood.

He then took the finger and gently traced around her lips with it.

"Missed a drop, love," he said leaning in for a kiss."

Date: 2005-12-05 03:38 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] pubkeeper.livejournal.com
Spike returned the kiss with a small growl in his throat, tasting the blood on her lips.

"You're getting some color to your cheeks, pet," he said as he nipped her neck.

Date: 2005-12-05 06:31 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] pubkeeper.livejournal.com
"You want more, Love?" Spike growled, grabbing her roughly and pulling her closer.

Date: 2005-12-06 05:40 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] pubkeeper.livejournal.com
Spike returned the kiss passionately. "What do you want more of, pet?" he asked. "Are you still hungry?"

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