Angel took a few steps in the alley behing the Bronze. "Why would Buffy want to meet me here?" he asked out loud.
"Don't know, oh soulful one," a voice answered him.
He turned toward the sound. He could make out a figure in the shadows of the dark alley. "Faith?" he asked to the only woman who could still make him lose control.
Smiling, the rogue slayer took a few steps toward him. "Bravo Angel. Sweet dreams." She wished him.
Before he could understand what was going on, he felt something prick the side of his neck. He touched something akin to a needle. [A dart!] He slumped to the ground. The last thing he saw was a pair of black combat boots. Then, darkness overtook his mind.
* * *
"He's so cute when he's sleeping."
"Pet," Spike whinned.
Willow winked at him. "Don't worry, lover. You're much *much* cuter than him."
Faith sneered and Dru watched the exchange in amusement. The rash slayer sat down on the bed where was laying the souled vampire and looked at Willow. "He's not *cute*, Red. He's positively drop dead gorgeous." The form slumped next to her moved a little. "Get out. He's waking up."
"Hey, Slayer!" Spike exclaimed. "Make him beg." He winked at her and she laughed. The three vampires walked out of the room.
"Wakey, wakey, sleepy head."
Groaning, Angel opened his eyes... and quickly shut them again. [I'm dreaming! I'm dreaming! I'm not tied to a bed with Faith half naked beside me!] He opened his eyes again. [Not a dream.] He sighed. "What do you want, Faith?"
She smiled at him in a way that made him nervous. "Why, I want Angelus back," she told him.
The dark vampire started to panic. He struggled against his chains, trying to get free, to no avail. When he saw that the physical way wasn't working, he tried psych 101. "You don't want to do that, Faith." [Stupid! Stupid!] his little voice yelled at him.
"And why wouldn't I want to do this?" she asked him, smirking. She let her wander on his chest. She just loved watching him squirm. "Why wouldn't I want Angelus back? Come on, I'm waiting! He's deadly, devious, possessive, violent... and he's sex on legs. A guy after my own heart."
He couldn't believe it. He just stared at her, mouth open, like a fish out of the water. Here was the girl, no, woman that made his demon struggle to get out of his cage. He had always tried to control himself for her sake. And here she was, telling him that she liked him without his soul. Angel chuckled darkly, wich made Faith trembled slightly. "Why don't you untie me so we can find how much I remember about Angelus and his... technics."
Not about to refuse an offer, the slayer untied the object of her desires. As soon as the ropes were off of him, Angel grabbed Faith and pinned her under him. "Let's see how good is my memory."
* * *
"What's taking him so long?" Spike asked himself.
His childe sighed. "Come on, Spike. It's their first time together. I'm sure Angelus' back and he's just taking his sweet time."
Drusilla held Miss Edith to her ear as if the doll told her something. "Soon, I'll have a new sister!" she exclaimed with a big smile crossing her face. "We'll have such fun."
Spike rolled his eyes at his sire's theatrics. Willow giggled at the blond's reaction to Dru's antics. [He's such a big baby!] She turned around as she heard the door to Angelus' room open. There stood the de-souled vampire with his new childe firmly wrapped around him... or it could be the Scourge of Europe tied tightly to an ex-slayer's finger. "There they are."
"Took you long, mate. Forgot how to *do* it properly?" Spike taunted the dark vampire.
Faith laughed out loud. "Come on, Blondie. Give him a break. He's old."
"Old?" Angelus asked, arching an eyebrow. "Are you saying I'm getting impotent in my old age?" he asked in amusement.
"Yeah, so?"
"Just wait till we're alone, little girl," he whispered in her ear.
"So, Angelus," Willow said. She slapped him in the back and his answer was : ooomph! When he glared at her, she just smiled innocently. "Ready to finish what you started with Giles last year?"
He grinned wickedly. "Oh yeah, baby." He gently brushed his lips against hers... under heavy surveillance from Spike. "Thanks, little one. I know you're the one who thought about all this."
"I couldn't quite punish Angel for killing my fish when it was your work, could I? But then I thought Faith would be punishment enough."
"Hey!" the offended newly made vampire cried.
Drusilla took her grandchilde and her sister by the shoulder. "Come on, brats. Lets take a walk."
"Don't know, oh soulful one," a voice answered him.
He turned toward the sound. He could make out a figure in the shadows of the dark alley. "Faith?" he asked to the only woman who could still make him lose control.
Smiling, the rogue slayer took a few steps toward him. "Bravo Angel. Sweet dreams." She wished him.
Before he could understand what was going on, he felt something prick the side of his neck. He touched something akin to a needle. [A dart!] He slumped to the ground. The last thing he saw was a pair of black combat boots. Then, darkness overtook his mind.
* * *
"He's so cute when he's sleeping."
"Pet," Spike whinned.
Willow winked at him. "Don't worry, lover. You're much *much* cuter than him."
Faith sneered and Dru watched the exchange in amusement. The rash slayer sat down on the bed where was laying the souled vampire and looked at Willow. "He's not *cute*, Red. He's positively drop dead gorgeous." The form slumped next to her moved a little. "Get out. He's waking up."
"Hey, Slayer!" Spike exclaimed. "Make him beg." He winked at her and she laughed. The three vampires walked out of the room.
"Wakey, wakey, sleepy head."
Groaning, Angel opened his eyes... and quickly shut them again. [I'm dreaming! I'm dreaming! I'm not tied to a bed with Faith half naked beside me!] He opened his eyes again. [Not a dream.] He sighed. "What do you want, Faith?"
She smiled at him in a way that made him nervous. "Why, I want Angelus back," she told him.
The dark vampire started to panic. He struggled against his chains, trying to get free, to no avail. When he saw that the physical way wasn't working, he tried psych 101. "You don't want to do that, Faith." [Stupid! Stupid!] his little voice yelled at him.
"And why wouldn't I want to do this?" she asked him, smirking. She let her wander on his chest. She just loved watching him squirm. "Why wouldn't I want Angelus back? Come on, I'm waiting! He's deadly, devious, possessive, violent... and he's sex on legs. A guy after my own heart."
He couldn't believe it. He just stared at her, mouth open, like a fish out of the water. Here was the girl, no, woman that made his demon struggle to get out of his cage. He had always tried to control himself for her sake. And here she was, telling him that she liked him without his soul. Angel chuckled darkly, wich made Faith trembled slightly. "Why don't you untie me so we can find how much I remember about Angelus and his... technics."
Not about to refuse an offer, the slayer untied the object of her desires. As soon as the ropes were off of him, Angel grabbed Faith and pinned her under him. "Let's see how good is my memory."
* * *
"What's taking him so long?" Spike asked himself.
His childe sighed. "Come on, Spike. It's their first time together. I'm sure Angelus' back and he's just taking his sweet time."
Drusilla held Miss Edith to her ear as if the doll told her something. "Soon, I'll have a new sister!" she exclaimed with a big smile crossing her face. "We'll have such fun."
Spike rolled his eyes at his sire's theatrics. Willow giggled at the blond's reaction to Dru's antics. [He's such a big baby!] She turned around as she heard the door to Angelus' room open. There stood the de-souled vampire with his new childe firmly wrapped around him... or it could be the Scourge of Europe tied tightly to an ex-slayer's finger. "There they are."
"Took you long, mate. Forgot how to *do* it properly?" Spike taunted the dark vampire.
Faith laughed out loud. "Come on, Blondie. Give him a break. He's old."
"Old?" Angelus asked, arching an eyebrow. "Are you saying I'm getting impotent in my old age?" he asked in amusement.
"Yeah, so?"
"Just wait till we're alone, little girl," he whispered in her ear.
"So, Angelus," Willow said. She slapped him in the back and his answer was : ooomph! When he glared at her, she just smiled innocently. "Ready to finish what you started with Giles last year?"
He grinned wickedly. "Oh yeah, baby." He gently brushed his lips against hers... under heavy surveillance from Spike. "Thanks, little one. I know you're the one who thought about all this."
"I couldn't quite punish Angel for killing my fish when it was your work, could I? But then I thought Faith would be punishment enough."
"Hey!" the offended newly made vampire cried.
Drusilla took her grandchilde and her sister by the shoulder. "Come on, brats. Lets take a walk."
