They all believed I was in love with the bloody slayer. What a joke. I mean, yes, I lusted after the slayer but who wouldn't? She was a delicious meal wrapped into a short beautiful, blonde container. But honestly, I never liked blondes. They were more Angelus's type. AND she was Angelus's leftover. I refuse to take anything that was touched by my fucked up sire after Drusilla. Brunette's were my type anyway.
Speaking of brunettes…
I hated hurting Dawn like that. When I saw her standing with her arms crossed glaring at me like all the rest, I hurt. After all, she was MINE and she was angry with me… that would never do. I saw the pain and betrayal in her eyes. I wanted to hold her in my arms and tell her that it wasn't true but I couldn't.
The 'crush' plan was brilliant. I got to use my acting talent, get closer to the slayer so I'd know her so I could kill her eventually, and I was close to the 'bit at all times without being suspicious. When I was lurking under my tree they all thought I was watching Buffy. Of course, if they knew I was really watching the youngest, they'd stake me good.
I did watch Dawn all the time. But I loved to watch her sleep. I suppose I got that one from my dearest sire, Angel. She was so cute and innocent when she was asleep. Her growing breasts moved up and down with each sweet breath she took. I longed to come into her room and wake her up with a gentle kiss… and then fuck her so ruthlessly that what I was done she wouldn't be able to walk for days.
When the house is empty, I sneak into her room and sniff around. I stole a pair of underwear; it's safely tucked away at all times in a secret pocket of my duster. Whenever I need her and it's such an unbearable need, I just whip those out and take a good whiff. Then I either keep walking or sneak off to some private place to blow my load.
They don't know, they don't expect, but Dawn's growing up. And soon, soon I'll come for her. She's mine… And no one, no little boy vamp, no hormone bomb in her puny highschool is going to take her from me. That innocence is mine to take, SHE is MINE to take.
And soon
Soon
There will be a darker Dawn.
Until then…
I wait
And I watch
And I want.
Speaking of brunettes…
I hated hurting Dawn like that. When I saw her standing with her arms crossed glaring at me like all the rest, I hurt. After all, she was MINE and she was angry with me… that would never do. I saw the pain and betrayal in her eyes. I wanted to hold her in my arms and tell her that it wasn't true but I couldn't.
The 'crush' plan was brilliant. I got to use my acting talent, get closer to the slayer so I'd know her so I could kill her eventually, and I was close to the 'bit at all times without being suspicious. When I was lurking under my tree they all thought I was watching Buffy. Of course, if they knew I was really watching the youngest, they'd stake me good.
I did watch Dawn all the time. But I loved to watch her sleep. I suppose I got that one from my dearest sire, Angel. She was so cute and innocent when she was asleep. Her growing breasts moved up and down with each sweet breath she took. I longed to come into her room and wake her up with a gentle kiss… and then fuck her so ruthlessly that what I was done she wouldn't be able to walk for days.
When the house is empty, I sneak into her room and sniff around. I stole a pair of underwear; it's safely tucked away at all times in a secret pocket of my duster. Whenever I need her and it's such an unbearable need, I just whip those out and take a good whiff. Then I either keep walking or sneak off to some private place to blow my load.
They don't know, they don't expect, but Dawn's growing up. And soon, soon I'll come for her. She's mine… And no one, no little boy vamp, no hormone bomb in her puny highschool is going to take her from me. That innocence is mine to take, SHE is MINE to take.
And soon
Soon
There will be a darker Dawn.
Until then…
I wait
And I watch
And I want.