Wanting You

Disclaimer: Characters and Premise are borrowed from the show "Buffy, the Vampire Slayer."

I feel your fangs sink into my flesh and it hurts. I didn't expect it to hurt. I remember when you bit me before, dull human teeth bruising the sensitive skin beneath my jaw, seeking blood.

"That's how vampires get what they want." Am I what you want Darla? I want to be that.

I remember when I brought you back. I did that you know. I made you. I know what Pygmalion felt when Galatea came to life, of course he loved her, he made her. It's what you feel for Angel isn't it, he's yours. I could be yours as well. You could turn me. I brought you back from Hell, found a way to rid you of that soul you hated, made you eternal again, loved you. I'd never leave you, not like him.

Angel failed you, Darla; he's not worthy of you. Turn me; I'll be everything you could ever want.

I think I fell in love with you the first time I saw you. You were so confused, so lost, but so powerful, the thing that would destroy our boy-scout vampire. You liked Chopin and Brahms; you were so new to the world. You'd lived for 400 years, but you'd forgotten so much.

You didn't care for the sunlight though; it only reminded you of what you'd lost. You were human for months, in LA no less, and you never got the slightest tan. I gave you back the night. I'd give you anything. I'm not like those others; I care about what you want. Remember, I didn't kiss you until you gave me permission.

You're so beautiful and so new. You're right; you aren't what you were before. I brought you back as something altogether new. You're mine, my creation.

You said it wasn't you I wanted to screw, well you were right and you were wrong. Angel has nothing to do with what I feel for you and I don't just want to screw you, I want it to mean something.

Then you bit me, it hurt that time too, but I didn't care. I don't care, what you are, who you are. Darla or that girl or something else completely, you're just you and I want you. I want to be what you need.

I saved you, from my employers, from the disease; all I want in return is the chance to love you.

I don't care what you are, I don't care what you make me, just give me a chance to hold you Darla. Please…

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