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Post by spuffycrusade83 on Jul 2, 2007 18:47:17 GMT -5
Xander was curious. The blood that dripped down his chin was virgin. He could smell out her hymen and it was still all there. The purity, the innocence, the fear.................
He watched as his mate came closer and worried on the other girl's bottom lip. She looked so hott in that skin tight leather emsamble if you could even call it that.
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Post by spuffycrusade83 on Jul 2, 2007 18:50:31 GMT -5
Willow: Bored now, wanna play.................?
She ripped open the girl's shirt and teased one of her nipples. It was concocting from left to right and the pace grew faster as Willow dipped her fangs in to draw crimson.
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Post by spuffycrusade83 on Jul 2, 2007 18:54:33 GMT -5
A small drop of the content had her demon ferociously tearing and ripping into the soft skin. She only stopped to start over again. Each minute tongue dueling with her mate, catching the girl's eyes.
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Post by spuffycrusade83 on Jul 2, 2007 18:57:27 GMT -5
Spike: See anything you like pet?
After their little display back in that alley, he had took her shopping. She complained that she needed new digs to atleast look evil. As if her outfit wasn't screaming eat me already.
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Post by spuffycrusade83 on Jul 2, 2007 19:02:28 GMT -5
They had killed the salesperson, soaked a dunkin donut in her blood, and grabbed a closet full of leather. All stacking them into the cart and grabbing shoes, undergarment, langerie, and cool hats. Buffy was laughing uncontrollably. This is what life was truly about. No sacred duty to keep her from having a good time, no mommy dearest making her a laughing stock, and definately no Angel down her throat. She was getting a kick out of the whole thing.
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Post by spuffycrusade83 on Jul 2, 2007 21:15:29 GMT -5
Mason Michaels
Born: July 5th, 1983
Died: May 1st, 2000
Buffy: This one. He was a football player at UC Sunnydale.
We could use a big strong muscular guy.
Spike: Baby, you're only picking out males. What about a little treat for me............?
Buffy: Since you're so augmented when don't I entertain you? Make you feel fresh again.
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Post by spuffycrusade83 on Jul 2, 2007 21:41:04 GMT -5
It had stirred something from inside. A hunger cry.
Buffy: Wake up Faith.
She smacked her cheek a few times to keep her there.
Buffy: I don't know how you did it. Took Angel's soul out while you were in your own body.
Faith knew she what she was getting at. Trying to bait her about her looks. And it was working.
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Post by spuffycrusade83 on Jul 2, 2007 21:46:40 GMT -5
Buffy pretending to be gentle had cradled her head in her lap.
Buffy: We all die young Faith. No slayer is strong enough to pull it off. Atleast not passed 19.
Faith: Is this what it's about? Me. The slayer..................
Buffy: Please, this was mainly for revenge. And my entertainment.
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Post by spuffycrusade83 on Jul 2, 2007 21:53:07 GMT -5
Buffy: Your blood is contaminated. That psych ward must have done something to it.
Faith: It's impure?
Buffy: Faith, I can smell it all over you.
Faith: What did they do to me...............?
Buffy: Everything that you deserved.
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Post by spuffycrusade83 on Jul 2, 2007 22:02:25 GMT -5
Sorry kid we don't offer 18 year olds hard liquor.
Spike chuckled and lifted the man up, prept to throw some heavy weight punches.
Spike: Now you listen here. I want my 5 shots of hot burning tequila sunday with fresh fruits on the side. And this one better'd be pre-ordered. BY YOU!!!!!!!!
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Post by spuffycrusade83 on Jul 3, 2007 8:20:28 GMT -5
Angel was in a seed of shock. One minute he was delivering a blow to the Kailak demon and the next he was panting from overextersion. Caused by Buffy and Spike.
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Post by spuffycrusade83 on Jul 3, 2007 11:43:45 GMT -5
Faith knew from first hand experience that slayers are never meant to live that long. They were just a pawn for the council. A bunch of young girls to use for their potential. Unless they want to be sequestered into hell...........
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Post by spuffycrusade83 on Jul 3, 2007 13:19:21 GMT -5
She just didn't want to die.
Buffy had come back in with a crow bar and prepared to bash her over and over with it.
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Post by spuffycrusade83 on Jul 3, 2007 13:23:30 GMT -5
Substantially, she would have been fine if one: hightailed out of town or two: Never showed in the first place.
Faith's eyes rolled to the back of her head, passing out from blood loss and excessive NC-17 graphics.
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