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Break me shake me hate me take me make me
Fake me break me shake me hate me take me
Break me
"Break Me Shake Me"
-Savage Garden-
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*~ She woke up in shades, black, then gray, then a
lighter gray, then her eyes were opening to more
shadows. Blinking and disoriented, she turned her head
to the side to look at the darkly beautiful man lying
next to her on the bed. His creamy white skin was bare
in the candlelight as her emerald eyes caressed it
possesively. *Mine* Her blood-red lips curved in a
wicked smile as she met his impossibly dark eyes.
*~ "G'morn lover," he said softly, the sound of his
voice sending delicious shock waves through her body.
*~ "Morning," she answered, her voice husky and
seductive as a blood-red nail made a seemingly
negligent trail down his chest, leaving a line of
blood as it broke the skin. His breath sucked in
sharply and his lips parted. "I think I like night
better."
*~ "I don't care as long as you're with me," he said,
almost growling as she ran her finger through the
blood and brought it to her lips, her pink tounge
slowly licking it away.
*~ "Enough talking," she said, pushing him over and
onto his back, her mouth cleaning the already healed
skin as she straddled his waist, feeling his hardened
length through the thin sheet separating them. "I want
you."
*~ In a quick move, she was under him, her arms pinned
to either side of her head. "Oh, really?"
*~ "Really," she breathed, arching her hips against
him.
*~ "Well, then you can have me." With another quick
movement, he was inside her, moving with enough force
to bring them both to the edge and beyond.
*~ Afterward, he held her tightly to his side, his
dark eyes staring at the dark ceiling. A smile curved
his lips as he thought of his newest childe, already
surpassing Spike in cunning and audacity. And power.
She was powerful. And she belonged to him, heart,
body, and demon.
*~ And in his thoughts, he could admit that he
belonged to her. He had since 'Soul Boy' had first
seen her so long ago. She had drawn him in with her
innocent fire, and had captured both the demon *and*
the soul with both her acceptance and willingness to
understand. The final nail in her coffin came when he
had seen the 'Other Willow' from the next dimension.
The demon had decided he was to have her.
*~ When temptation had become too great, he had left
Sunnydale for LA. After months of trying to forget
her, she'd shown up on his doorstep for no apparent
reason. In the next week and a half, he'd grown to
love her all over again. Not that he'd stopped. Her
confession was what had broken the curse and rid him
of his soul.
*~ "I love you." There it was again, the soft
confession falling from her soft lips almost
unconsciously.
*~ "And I love you, Willow." She raised her face to
look at him and he saw something in her face, in her
eyes, that almost made his undead, unsouled heart
twist in his silent chest. Happiness.
*~ "We're a bunch of saps, aren't we Angelus?" she
laughed playfully, sitting up. "Can we go play, Pops?"
*~ "We still have hours before sunset," he answered
with a chuckle.
*~ "And that means we can't play?" A mischevious light
entered her eyes.
*~ "I didn't say that," he growled, rolling her under
him again, holding her there as he reached for the
silver chains hooked to the headboard. He clipped her
slender wrists in place and sat back, watching her
bare chest in appreciation as she arched her back
cunningly.
*~ "Break me," she growled, bucking her hips, amber
tinting her emerald eyes as her demon fought to surge
forward.
*~ "Gladly."
*~*~*~*
Break me shake me hate me take me make me
Fake me break me shake me hate me take me
Break me
"Break Me Shake Me"
-Savage Garden-
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THE END!!!!