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crazyvampchick ([personal profile] crazyvampchick) wrote2005-10-16 04:34 pm
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Frustration (NFB, Locked to Angelus & Dru)

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.

[identity profile] notstakedyet.livejournal.com 2005-10-18 02:51 am (UTC)(link)
"Should burn you," Angelus moved his mouth down, scraping his fangs across her flesh from her neck to her shoulderblades then down between her breasts. "Drip Holy water all over your skin until you're good and clean."

[identity profile] notstakedyet.livejournal.com 2005-10-18 03:06 am (UTC)(link)
"Oh yes," Angelus traced his fingers over her skin, drawing out pictures of crosses and doves. "Make you pure, so I can make you mine all over again."

[identity profile] notstakedyet.livejournal.com 2005-10-18 03:36 am (UTC)(link)
Angelus pushed up into her hand. "I could be closer."

[identity profile] notstakedyet.livejournal.com 2005-10-18 03:52 am (UTC)(link)
"Better," Angelus rocked forward, closing the distance between their mouths so he could kiss her. "Family inside of you."

[identity profile] notstakedyet.livejournal.com 2005-10-18 04:14 am (UTC)(link)
Angelus sighed, melting into Dru's touch. Any stresses of the day faded away under the feeling of Dru's very knowledgable hand - she always did know how to make her daddy happy.

For his part, he continued to tear at her clothing. It'd been pretty to start with. Now it was in the way.

[identity profile] notstakedyet.livejournal.com 2005-10-18 04:25 am (UTC)(link)
"There's my girl," Angelus said, his voice soft and tender, as though putting a baby to bed in its cradle. He moved into her slowly. "Missed you."

[identity profile] notstakedyet.livejournal.com 2005-10-18 04:47 am (UTC)(link)
"You always should be," Angelus agreed. He lingered for just a moment, then pulled out just enough to hit her with a hard, sharp thrust of his hips.

[ooc: Must go to bed. More later. Night!]