-Part One-
AUTHORS: dru as Darla & Evil Willow as
Spike (Go worship the goddess that is EW!)
SERIES: Around the World
PAIRING : Darla /Spike
RATING : NC17 (highly smutty
with plenty of salty goodness!)
DISCLAIMER : We do not own these
characters. We just like putting them in lewd positions!
NOTE: We wrote this as role-play
on Yahoo! IM! We had *so* much fun! We've co-authored before but never live like this! We hope you enjoy the fruits of
our lab- okay, so it wasn't really *work*. It was more like play!
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Darla's
been acting like a bitch all night. What am I saying???? She's *always* a
bitch.
Tonight,
though, she's just trying to get me to react. But I haven't. I think it's
surprised her and I *know* it's surprised Angelus. I've been the perfect,
obedient childe.
And
no, I'm not under some spell or anything. I want to ... well, I'd better not go
there. Let's just say, I'm seething on the inside. But I'm acting so nice for a
reason. A very selfish reason.
I want my sire to have a *lot* to make up for later.
Angelus
arrived with his childer, smelling like sex and blood, about two hours ago.
Like I couldn't smell them all over him. Least they could have done was cleaned
up first.
I'd
forgotten how annoyingly arrogant his childe can be. Drusilla is annoying but
there's a sweetness and innocence about her, even now. One can't help but be
attracted to that. Many have been. And many have died.
But
William? Or, sorry, *Spike*. Spike is... well, actually he's been behaving
perfectly, though I'm sure it's some kind of ploy to win bonus points with
Angelus. Unfortunately for him, he won't be seeing Angelus for at least
twenty-four hours.
Night
has just fallen and it's been such a long time since we've been in London. There
wasn't really much information that I didn't already know or had guessed with
regards to the Master and the Court. I ran into a few old friends (and some of
them ran into *me*- but that's besides the point.)
The
point is that I'm out and some little minion bitch has replaced me. I've made
it clear to all the Master's sources, that we're 'fleeing' the Master's wrath
for the Americas and that we don't plan on returning to Europe for at least a
decade. I have a feeling the information made it back to him as there have not
been any attempts to kill us for a while, which means that for now, we're
relatively safe.
And if
we're safe, then- Angelus wraps his arms around my waist and pulls me against
him. "Darla, Love, shall we go hunting?" He coos in my ear and I
laugh.
"No," I say. "Bring me back someone young. For now, I have a prior engagement."
Dru's
babbling about the stars, so I don't have to pay attention too closely. I just
smile and nod as I watch Angelus and Darla. I catch her reply to his question and
I frown. Damn it. I'm hungry! I haven't eaten in... I check my watch ... four
hours.
And I
don't like the way Darla's looking at me. Like I'm the one she wants on a
silver platter... Oh.
On
second thought, I'm glad I haven't eaten lately. Now, don't get me wrong, it's
not that Darla's not pretty. She is... if you go for that 'hey, notice me, I'm
a street whore' look.
But I
don't. And her attitude just ruins her appeal completely. And I know, Angelus
is egotistical too, but he doesn't treat me like I'm lower than the mud on his
boots. And that's the reason I can deal with him, but I really prefer to stay
at least a hundred miles away from Darla at any given moment.
I really wish I hadn't agreed to this. Why did I? Oh, yeah, because I wanted to be closer to Angelus and he looked all cute when he was worried about my safety... And I'll never admit that I think my sire is cute. NEVER. No torture in the world could get me to give that little secret up.
"We'll
meet you upstairs," Angelus says and I laugh as I turn on him.
"I
don't think so, Love." He just looks at me. "I never said you could
watch," I explain because he *did* make that part up on his own.
"But-"
he protests.
"You
take Drusilla hunting. Find a nice couple and take their hotel room." He starts
whispering things in my ear and I feel his hands slipping up under my dress. I
push him away roughly. "Don't think about coming to me smelling of your
childer's cum. I will *not* tolerate it." I step away from him.
"Darla,
I'm sorry." His eyes are pleading with me not to take off again.
"See
that you stay that way. Now take your crazy childe and leave us."
"As you wish," he says and I notice the little glances he and William exchange.
He
walks up but doesn't say anything to me. "Dru, come on. Time to go
hunting," he says to her.
I try
to remind myself that he wouldn't ignore me if she weren't ticked about
something. I still wish we were back in Prague without her, though.
"Spike's not coming?" Dru asks.
"No, Pet, you go on without me," I say with a smile. "I'm... not all that hungry. I'll see you later." I fix my gaze on Angelus then, with what I hope is an obvious 'You owe me' expression. He smiles and nods. Well... I guess that's *something* to look forward to.
"All
right..." Dru agrees reluctantly. She and I haven't been away from each
other all that much in the past few years. But I know she's missed Angelus as
much as I have, so she'll enjoy herself tonight. I'm glad about that, one of us
at least should be having fun.
Then Drusilla and Angelus leave, and I'm alone with Darla. Lucky me.
He's
sitting in a chair near the door, exactly where he was when Angelus and
Drusilla left.
No eye
contact. No gestures. Nothing.
But I'm
aware that this is going to take a little more than finesse. A little more than
simple bondage or torture. More than whips and chains.
Luckily,
I'm a resourceful vampiress with endless patienc- okay, so not *endless*
patience, but patience.
I pick up a magazine and sit on my legs on the couch near the fireplace. If he wants to prove himself, which I'm sure Angelus has explained, then he'll have to work for it. If he has any hope of being with Angelus alone, he most certainly *will* come over here if he's smart.
What's
this? I figured she'd start ordering me around, the moment Angelus left. But
she's not... even though I didn't miss that devious smile as she sat down
pretending to ignore me.
I
don't get it. Okay... think, Spike. Angelus said she wants me in her bed, but
didn't exactly say why. But it was obviously in order to put me in my place. So
why is she pretending she doesn't care where I am?
Unless
this is some kind of test. I get up and walk over to the fireplace, glancing
over at her as I add more wood to the fire. And she's still got that smile on
her face. So yeah. I was right, this is a test. One of those 'If Spike's really
worth anything he'll figure out what I want and do it.' Well, bloody hell. I'm
not a fucking *mind*-reader!
I can't hold back my sigh as I turn back to her. She didn't notice though, or is just remembering it for later. I sit next to her and ask, "So... Darla, what d'you wanna do while Angelus and Dru are gone?"
"Actually, I'm reading," I say not even bothering
to look at him as I flip the page.
I'm
not going to lower myself to her level. I'm not gonna ... I'm not. Count to
ten... Okay, that didn't work. Count to twenty... Better. But I still have the
urge to strangle her. I know it wouldn't kill her but I'd do it more for the
point of it being fun.
But I
bet Angelus wouldn't be too happy about that, no matter how much I swore she
had it coming. So I'll just behave. I'll prove to myself, if not to her, that
I'm better than her. Damn, I really wish Angelus could see what a bitch she's
being though. He'd....
Who'm
I kidding? He'd do absolutely nothing. How can someone with such good taste
(proof of that being, well, ME) also want her? I dunno. I've never understood
his obsession with her.
But he is my sire and he treats me well so I can do this for him. "Okay, well, if you get bored, just let me know," I say, trying to keep my voice as civil as possible. "I could ... um... well, whatever." I'm usually a little smoother than this, but I can't help it. She seems to always figure out how to turn me into that pathetic human he turned over a century ago. And I hate her for it.
While
Angelus was away, I had a good few weeks to really think about this very
situation. I analyzed it from every angle.
Spike,
no matter how annoying I find him, is valuable to any clan. He's also painfully
loyal to Angelus, who is in turn loyal to me. So our interests with respect to
the clan are the same and he *has* bested four slayers, two of them within his
first half a century. So logistically speaking, it makes sense to have him
around.
However,
there is that part of him that hates me completely and utterly. I'm not quite
sure why, but it is probably similar to that little part of me that hates him
so fucking much. The way Angelus just hangs all over him, how Angelus will
sneak away from *our* bed in the middle of the night to see Spike... almost as
if I was a hired hand. Thanks but no thanks, I've already been a one-time
whore. I won't be treated that way again.
But
I've tried banishing Spike from the house. I've tried ordering Angelus to stop
spending time with him. I've even demanded that Angelus stake William at once,
but none of it worked. It actually drove them away with Angelus chasing after.
And
that simply won't do.
So,
I've decided to take this a little differently. If I'm going to have a strong
and powerful clan, I need to trust and rely on those under me. Literally and
figuratively. This means having Spike as one of higher-ranking vampires.
I don't
think my usual bondage and torture thing will work and I don't wanna make the
situation worse than it already is.
I look
over at him. He's scathingly angry, and rightly so. He's frustrated because he
doesn't understand what the hell is going on and why he's not chained to a bed
yet.
I put
the magazine down and rest my head back on the couch staring at him. He's cute.
Angelus really does have good taste in his men, although he doesn't really turn
me on like Angelus does. But that could be because I don't really know what he
can do with his body yet.
I just
stare at him intently, waiting for him to make a move. As a small hint, I
stretch my legs out before laying them on the couch, stopping just short of
where he's sitting.
TBC
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