Buffy: The Other Kind of Vampire Slayer
Disclaimer: Moonlight and Buffy aren't mine, but with the writers striking I might be able to get me a piece of Moonlight.
AN: Read another fic and just had to.
Josef was sitting on a couch in Mick's living room watching Beth interrogate Buffy. Mick's girlfriend was about 'this' close to getting backhanded by the now brunet slayer, and he couldn't wait.
"You kill vampires."
"Right."
"But, not all of them?"
"Yup."
"And sleeping with Josef doesn't break some kind of code or anything?"
"Nope. Even slept with a couple of the kind I do kill."
"Isn't that….weird?"
"Well, only when I turned one of them evil by doing it."
"So what's the difference between the ones you do kill and the ones you don't?"
"I usually kill the soulless, demony, ridgy faced kind. I will kill other breeds if they are killing people, but the Kindred keep out of my way and the fireball ashy vampires are pretty much extinct, so it's mostly your non killing, daytime roaming variety and the ridgy guys that I run into."
Josef rubbed his hands together in anticipation. Beth was about to cross that line between inquisitive and intrusive, and Buffy was going to blow. There was nothing hotter than his slayer in high pique.
"So, then what – "Mick placed a kiss on her lips and ended the question before it embarrassed her.
Damn it. Mick always ruined his fun.