Title: Hell In Your Eyes
Author: Ash S.
Rating: R- Language, Sex, and Death..the fun
Summary/Spoilers: Season 2, takes place after 'Passion'. What if it was Buffy to go after Angelus after he killed Ms. Calendar and not Giles?
Distribution: If anyone wants it, just ask
Disclaimer: Don't own them..how sad.
Author's Notes: Lyrics are from the 'Queen of the Damned' soundtrack and the song is 'Slept So Long' by Jay Gordan of Orgy.
Feedback: Would be nice....but flames will be used to roast-marshmallows :)
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Walking....waiting
Alone without a care
Hoping and hating
The things that I can't bear
Did you think it's cool to walk right up
To take my life and fuck it up?
Well did you?\line Well did you?
I stare at him across the crosswalk. The flames below are rising higher and I can fell them tickle my flesh. He stares at me with such hatred and I know that my eyes reflect the same thing. *HE'S GONE!* My head screams at me while my heart refuses to listen. How can he be gone when he is standing right in front of me? It's a redundant question I know but I still don't want to listen to my head. I throw down the metal bar I grabbed and I see shock register in his eyes for a brief moment.
"No more left in ya, Buff?" He ask's and does his trademark smirk at me. I feel my heart tug briefly.
"No more games." I say quietly. He stares at me for a moment, trying to figure out if this is some type of trick.
"Want to plead for your life?" He starts to walk slowly toward me and it takes most of my own will power not to move. I stand there rigid and stare straight ahead.
I see hell in your eyes
And taken in by surprise
And touching you makes me feel alive
Touching you makes me die inside
"You can you know." He whispers next to my ear. I wonder how he got behind me so fast. I gasp as his arms circle around my waist. "Of course you can let me turn you." He leans down and his blunt teeth graze my neck and I resist the urge to gasp again.
"I'd rather die." I amaze myself by keeping my voice straight and not letting him know how he is affecting me. It would be so easy to lay down the stake and join the other side. I've thought it about it for so long. Of course my nightmare was to become a vampire but lately that was also my version of heaven. I would be with him. Forever.
As if he sensed my change in thought, he slowly turned me around so that I faced him. "Are you so sure?"
I slowly raised my eyes to meet his. His face was actually expressionless for once. No hard stare....no evil smirk...just completely blank with a touch of confusion. As if he couldn't figure out why I wanted to be dead. I knew why of course...considering I was the one that was thinking it. If I truly gave myself up to the darkness, what would happen to my friends? As a team, he and I would kill everyone and dance on their graves. And what would happen if he got his soul back? I'd probably leave or kill him in a heartbeat. If I was given the choice, then I would want to be dead.
Walking...waiting
Alone without a care
Hoping and hating
The things that I can't bear
Did you think it's cool to walk right up
To take my life and fuck it up?
Well did you?\line Well did you?
I hate you
My back hits a wall and I realized that he had been slowly backing us up. There was a gleam in his eyes but this time it had nothing to do with killing me.
"There could be so much between us." He says softly as his hands play with the hem of my skirt. He nudges my legs apart until he his standing between him and there is nothing that keeps are bodies from pressing against each other.
I gasp this time when I feel how hard he his against my stomach. His hands slide up under my skirt hand he smiles when he feels that I'm not wearing anything underneath it. It wasn't intentionally done; I had just dressed in a hurry, not really thinking about what I was wearing.
I see hell in your eyes
And taken in by surprise
And touching you makes me feel alive
Touching you makes me die inside
One leg found it's way around his hip and I arched up against his hand. I kept telling myself that I didn't want this but I did. I craved darkness and knew he could give it to me.
The sound of his zipper echo\rquote s in my ears. He lifts me up before impaling me down on him. This time he is the one to gasp. "You know I lied to you about how bad of a lay you were." He says almost conversationally.
I grip his shoulders hard and groan at the sensations he was causing me. "Really?" I manage to gasp as he hits a sensitive spot.
I slept so long without you
It's tearing me apart too
How did I get this far
Playing games with this old heart
I killed a million fancy selves
But I couldn't kill you
I slept so long without you
"You were a great lay. So tight, so hot, so perfect...so...virginal." Tiring of the slow pace he had set, he roughly pounds me against the wall. Soon we were both lost in each other that we didn't notice the flames that had now consumed the other end of the crosswalk. We were probably going to be burned alive.
I babbled his name incoherently as he continued his ruthless assault on me. Before I knew what was happening, my neck was bared and he lunged for it. I gasped as I felt his sharp canines enter my throat as he continued to thrust into me. I felt my life draining away slowly and still I moved against him.
(Touching you makes me die inside)
I see hell in your eyes
(Touching you makes me die inside)
And taken in by surprise
(Touching you makes me die inside)
And touching you makes me feel alive
(Touching you makes me die inside)
And touching you makes me die inside
We slowly slid down the floor with him still inside me. I could feel him licking at the wounds he caused. My heartbeat had slowed and I knew that I would die very soon.
"You will be mine. For eternity. You're friends will die and you and I will still be here." He sliced his wrist open and leaned forward to put it against my mouth.
"Never." I used what strength I had and pushed a broken piece of wood into his chest. I watched his _expression turn from hatred to shock. I watched as he slowly turned to dust. And I watched as his ring clattered to the ground in front of me. Biting my lip, I picked up the ring and slid it over my own finger that had the duplicate of his ring.
I see hell in your eyes\line
(Touching you makes me die inside)
And taken in by surprise\line
(Touching you makes me die inside)
And touching you makes me feel alive
(Touching you makes me die inside)
Once it finally registered that he was gone, I leaned back against the wall, watching the flames creep closer and knew that I wouldn't make it out alive.
"I'm sorry."
[And touching you makes me die inside]
Author: Ash S.
Rating: R- Language, Sex, and Death..the fun
Summary/Spoilers: Season 2, takes place after 'Passion'. What if it was Buffy to go after Angelus after he killed Ms. Calendar and not Giles?
Distribution: If anyone wants it, just ask
Disclaimer: Don't own them..how sad.
Author's Notes: Lyrics are from the 'Queen of the Damned' soundtrack and the song is 'Slept So Long' by Jay Gordan of Orgy.
Feedback: Would be nice....but flames will be used to roast-marshmallows :)
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
Walking....waiting
Alone without a care
Hoping and hating
The things that I can't bear
Did you think it's cool to walk right up
To take my life and fuck it up?
Well did you?\line Well did you?
I stare at him across the crosswalk. The flames below are rising higher and I can fell them tickle my flesh. He stares at me with such hatred and I know that my eyes reflect the same thing. *HE'S GONE!* My head screams at me while my heart refuses to listen. How can he be gone when he is standing right in front of me? It's a redundant question I know but I still don't want to listen to my head. I throw down the metal bar I grabbed and I see shock register in his eyes for a brief moment.
"No more left in ya, Buff?" He ask's and does his trademark smirk at me. I feel my heart tug briefly.
"No more games." I say quietly. He stares at me for a moment, trying to figure out if this is some type of trick.
"Want to plead for your life?" He starts to walk slowly toward me and it takes most of my own will power not to move. I stand there rigid and stare straight ahead.
I see hell in your eyes
And taken in by surprise
And touching you makes me feel alive
Touching you makes me die inside
"You can you know." He whispers next to my ear. I wonder how he got behind me so fast. I gasp as his arms circle around my waist. "Of course you can let me turn you." He leans down and his blunt teeth graze my neck and I resist the urge to gasp again.
"I'd rather die." I amaze myself by keeping my voice straight and not letting him know how he is affecting me. It would be so easy to lay down the stake and join the other side. I've thought it about it for so long. Of course my nightmare was to become a vampire but lately that was also my version of heaven. I would be with him. Forever.
As if he sensed my change in thought, he slowly turned me around so that I faced him. "Are you so sure?"
I slowly raised my eyes to meet his. His face was actually expressionless for once. No hard stare....no evil smirk...just completely blank with a touch of confusion. As if he couldn't figure out why I wanted to be dead. I knew why of course...considering I was the one that was thinking it. If I truly gave myself up to the darkness, what would happen to my friends? As a team, he and I would kill everyone and dance on their graves. And what would happen if he got his soul back? I'd probably leave or kill him in a heartbeat. If I was given the choice, then I would want to be dead.
Walking...waiting
Alone without a care
Hoping and hating
The things that I can't bear
Did you think it's cool to walk right up
To take my life and fuck it up?
Well did you?\line Well did you?
I hate you
My back hits a wall and I realized that he had been slowly backing us up. There was a gleam in his eyes but this time it had nothing to do with killing me.
"There could be so much between us." He says softly as his hands play with the hem of my skirt. He nudges my legs apart until he his standing between him and there is nothing that keeps are bodies from pressing against each other.
I gasp this time when I feel how hard he his against my stomach. His hands slide up under my skirt hand he smiles when he feels that I'm not wearing anything underneath it. It wasn't intentionally done; I had just dressed in a hurry, not really thinking about what I was wearing.
I see hell in your eyes
And taken in by surprise
And touching you makes me feel alive
Touching you makes me die inside
One leg found it's way around his hip and I arched up against his hand. I kept telling myself that I didn't want this but I did. I craved darkness and knew he could give it to me.
The sound of his zipper echo\rquote s in my ears. He lifts me up before impaling me down on him. This time he is the one to gasp. "You know I lied to you about how bad of a lay you were." He says almost conversationally.
I grip his shoulders hard and groan at the sensations he was causing me. "Really?" I manage to gasp as he hits a sensitive spot.
I slept so long without you
It's tearing me apart too
How did I get this far
Playing games with this old heart
I killed a million fancy selves
But I couldn't kill you
I slept so long without you
"You were a great lay. So tight, so hot, so perfect...so...virginal." Tiring of the slow pace he had set, he roughly pounds me against the wall. Soon we were both lost in each other that we didn't notice the flames that had now consumed the other end of the crosswalk. We were probably going to be burned alive.
I babbled his name incoherently as he continued his ruthless assault on me. Before I knew what was happening, my neck was bared and he lunged for it. I gasped as I felt his sharp canines enter my throat as he continued to thrust into me. I felt my life draining away slowly and still I moved against him.
(Touching you makes me die inside)
I see hell in your eyes
(Touching you makes me die inside)
And taken in by surprise
(Touching you makes me die inside)
And touching you makes me feel alive
(Touching you makes me die inside)
And touching you makes me die inside
We slowly slid down the floor with him still inside me. I could feel him licking at the wounds he caused. My heartbeat had slowed and I knew that I would die very soon.
"You will be mine. For eternity. You're friends will die and you and I will still be here." He sliced his wrist open and leaned forward to put it against my mouth.
"Never." I used what strength I had and pushed a broken piece of wood into his chest. I watched his _expression turn from hatred to shock. I watched as he slowly turned to dust. And I watched as his ring clattered to the ground in front of me. Biting my lip, I picked up the ring and slid it over my own finger that had the duplicate of his ring.
I see hell in your eyes\line
(Touching you makes me die inside)
And taken in by surprise\line
(Touching you makes me die inside)
And touching you makes me feel alive
(Touching you makes me die inside)
Once it finally registered that he was gone, I leaned back against the wall, watching the flames creep closer and knew that I wouldn't make it out alive.
"I'm sorry."
[And touching you makes me die inside]