Frustration (NFB, Locked to Angelus & Dru)

[crazyvampchick]

Drusilla's parlor was a mess. The sofa fabric had been ripped to shreds, the stuffing coming out from huge rents in the covering. The bookcase had been toppled over, and books were scattered about the room. Her table had been upended, the tea set knocked over and shattered. Miss Edith's delicate linen gown was stained brown from spilled tea, and her head had been shattered when Drusilla had stepped in it. She stalked back and forth in the room, her heels pounding against the floor as she looked for something unbroken to vent her rage upon.




ETA: OOC - Adult content looks to be getting started, folks. Might want to think about not clicking if you browse from work.

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[notstakedyet.livejournal.com]

"Not one little boy though, right?" Angelus asked, thinking of Logan.

[ooc: Ditto. Also Dru can pick up on any thoughts referenced in the narrative]

[crazyvampchick]

"Not that little boy," said Drusilla, setting the table upright, then slamming her palm down on it to break it in half. "That little boy was perfectly delightful." She turned to Angelus. "You can sit down if you want to, Daddy. Little boys with girls' names should never insult their teacher."

[notstakedyet.livejournal.com]

"Little boys with boys' names shouldn't do it either," Angelus said. He took one of the chairs, swung it around, and straddled it backward. "At least if they're talking to my princess. Did one of them give you a hard time?"

[crazyvampchick]

"Jayne Cobb," said Drusilla. "Buffy Summers. Beka Valentine. Lilly Kane. Cally. Anders." She eyed the chair Angelus was sitting on. It's not broken yet. The sparkle in her eyes and the smile that emerged on her face was all the warning she gave him. She walked up to the chair, then put her foot on the edge of the seat and tipped Angelus backwards.

[notstakedyet.livejournal.com]

Angelus stumbled backwards, needing a few steps to right himself. He finally caught himself on the couch and pulled himself back into a standing position.

"Bek's not so bad," Angelus said. "And we all know how I feel about the Slayer. Jayne... Jayne - oh, hey, did you punish him extra hard? I got a friend who doesn't much like him."

[crazyvampchick]

Drusilla laughed at him, her anger evaporating. "Can't even break their fingers," she said, sighing wistfully. "Much less pop out their eyes or rip out their tongues." She looked around the room and put one hand over her mouth in a gesture of surprise. "Oops. I broke it."

[notstakedyet.livejournal.com]

"We can get you a new room, darling," Angelus came over to put his arms around her from behind. He nuzzled her hair. "Something as pretty as you. Maybe with entrails. This place could use something to make it look a bit cheerier."

[crazyvampchick]

"Mmm, entrails," said Drusilla softly as she pushed herself back, closer to Angelus. "With lollipops and posies too?" She moved her head so his lips brushed against the skin of her cheek instead.

[notstakedyet.livejournal.com]

Angelus nuzzled her, wrapping his arms around her waist. "Yes. And lace. You always did look lovely in lace."

[crazyvampchick]

"You're so very good to me, Daddy," she said. "A pretty new room." She turned in his grip so that her face was just inches from his and put her hands on his shoulders. "But what do you want to do now that's wicked?"

[notstakedyet.livejournal.com]

"Whatever would make you happy," he took one of her hands in his own and kissed it. "You know how much I don't like it when people make you sad."

[crazyvampchick]

"Gentlemen are always kind to their ladies," said Drusilla. Soft, cool lips, beautiful and calming. Calm dulled her, made her step away from the knife. She didn't want to step away. She leaned forward and hissed in his ear. "If we can't kill them, let's forget them, shall we?" She brought her hands up to tangle in his his hair and pulled him to her for a kiss.


OOC: Cool? It probably is, I know, but I like to double-check these things.

[notstakedyet.livejournal.com]

Angelus happily kissed her back, letting it linger for a few moments before shifting into game face. He used his fangs to pierce their tongues, mingling their blood in their mouths and adding to the enjoyment.

[ooc: Yep, cool for everything. Fret not]

[crazyvampchick]

Drusilla moaned, pressing her body close to his and letting one of her hands slip free from his hair to caress the ridges on his face. When she felt his fangs slice sharly through her tongue, Drusilla screamed into his mouth, the delicious, beautiful pain and blood driving her features to shift and blur as well.