Post by angel on Mar 23, 2012 22:09:53 GMT -6
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[/color] Willow was probably even higher priority than Buffy. In all honesty he doubted that Buffy would kill him again. She had once in the past, but now her and Angel had gotten back together again. Since Katheryn was now here as well, he highly doubted she'd be able to force herself to dust him. Willow on the other hand could ensoul him pretty much whenever she felt like it, he was surprised she hadn't done it yet. He would have to make sure to get to her before she could.------------------------------------------------
There was something so completely mysterious about this vampire that it intrigued him. For some reason she just didn’t want to speak about her past at all. The only time she even so much as mentioned it was when she said she didn’t want to think about it, or how terrible it was. She was definitely a chatty Kathy so this surprised him quite a bit. ”And why is that?” he prodded. Sure she probably wouldn’t answer his question but he had wanted to ask it nonetheless. In the back of his mind he wondered if she was just a drama queen, or if her history was of real importance. With women you just never knew how serious something truly was until you knew for yourself, they're all so overly dramatic.
A small chuckle left him when she asked if there was anyone on his list. The better question to ask him would have been, who wasn't on his list? These days it seemed there were more slayers around then vampires, which was unfortunate for him. Nonetheless he knew in the end he'd still come out on top. "There are many on my list, the top two being that slayer and her witchy little friend."
The two smashed into each other like a wave hitting a concrete wall. It was hard and it was rough but she didn't seem to mind one bit. He wasn't a very big fan of her grabbing onto his hair, but she didn't do it for too long so he allowed it. His hand remained on the small of her back for right now, using this leverage to push her body into his. They were pushed against each other tightly. His muscular chest pressed against her, probably hurting her a bit but he paid no mind to that. His hand reached lower down to her ass, giving it a caress and a squeeze before she broke their session and parted her lips away.
The grip she had on his hand wasn't very tight so he held on while she pulled him. Usually he was the aggressive one, though he didn't mind the occasional aggressive woman. This was one woman where it was just fine, considering what they'd already done on their night together. They had killed three people together and that meant she was okay in his book. Well, he didn't like her but he could actually tolerate her. She did indeed annoy him at times but as long as they didn't talk...it was fine.
As they entered the abandonment building he wasn't quite sure what it had originally been used for. By the couch he noticed and the bar along the other side of the building, he assumed it had been a club of some sort. It seemed that Rebekah was eyeing the couch whereas Angelus, he was looking more towards the bar than anything.
She jumped on top of him and wrapped her legs around his waist, straddling him. The next thing he knew she had ripped his shirt off. He had kind of liked that shirt, what the hell. He pretended not to notice and continued on kissing her anyways, his tongue moving in sync with her own. As she began kissing down his body he let out a quiet moan, giving her a smirk when she stopped for a moment to look up at him. Deciding that she'd had enough fun, he used unnatural, vampiric speed to flip over so that he was on top. Next he began slowly unbuttoning her shirt, as if teasing her. He kissed the area below her neck while his hand brought her zipper down, pulling her jeans off and tossing them aside. Next he kissed down her body and tossed her shoes next to her jeans.
He then picked her up by the bottom and carried her over to the bar. Setting her down, he undressed and wrapped her legs around his waist, pulling her into him. A few hours later once she was asleep, he left out into the night. She would probably be pissed when she woke up but he didn't really care.
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Tag: Rebekah
Word Count: 794
Notes: And with that, he's out! Because quite frankly...he's a douche, lol.
