Chapter 1 - Vacancy
Buffy moved around the Bronze in her dark eye makeup. Her foundation
made her look even paler than she already did. She wore a dark red shirt
that exposed the black lace bra underneath. Her skirt was short, black
leather.
Men liked that sometimes for a one-night stand, she knew it as she danced around in a slow sensual motion waiting for the bite. She
always referred to men as fish. After you hook one, let it go and
search for more.
The Bronze air was full of smoke. It was intoxicating; it made
people want to have a good time.
She swayed to the music from the stage. The band was playing some
hard rock music, which added more detail to her plan. She wanted
people to see her as a bad ass and everything was perfect for her act.
A man finally walked up to her and placed his hand on her shoulder.
She turned around quickly with a smile.
"Hi, I'm Angel."
He said as she danced around him like he was her prey.
"Buffy." She said as she ran her hands up his chest. She realized
that he barely had any muscles underneath but that didn't bother her
one bit.
She leaned up to his ear. "Want to get out of here?" She whispered.
"Sure." He said, a little nervous about how direct she was being.
Smiling, she grabbed his hand and led him out of the Bronze and to
her red convertible.
"My place?" She asked, flicking her tongue across her front teeth.
"Motel. Half a mile down." He said leaning down to kiss her but she
stopped it.
"Fine. You're paying." She stated.
"Whatever." Angel said. He was too horny to worry about a few bucks.
They entered her convertible and drove off.
~*~
Spike wandered around the crowded bar.
The radio from the background produced a slow rock. He just wanted
some girl for the night then dump her the next morning.
That's basically what he's been doing lately. His leather duster
swayed back and forth as he searched for the perfect one-night-stand girl.
Spike's eyes landed on the bar, the perfect girl.
Dark hair, tattoos, skinny, pale and she had a badass attitude. He
sat down next to her.
"Can I buy you drink? The name's Spike."
"Faith." she said sucking in a cherry.
The she continued. "I know what you want and I know what I want. So
why spend the money for drinks when you can take me sober?" She asked.
"Works for me." Spike said smiling as this girl grabbed his hand and
led him out of the smoky bar and to her black truck.
She pushed up against the frame and kissed him roughly.
"Motel, down the street." She said as they entered her truck.
~*~
Buffy and Angel arrived at the old, dirty motel about five minutes
after they left the Bronze. Buffy had been doing this all day and she
was enjoying it.
She grabbed Angel's hand and led him into a motel room she had
already paid for.
Wasting no time she pulled him in and started to unbuckle his pants.
He reached to take off her blouse to expose the black
lace underneath.
Buffy was acting like an animal. In her last relationship she was
absolutely in love with the guy, then he left her. The sad thing is...it was yesterday. So she decided to turn on badass Buffy and
have a little fun. She didn't know why but there was a hole inside of
her and sleeping with men fulfilled it. For about an hour that is.
~*~
Faith pulled Spike into the hotel room and kissed him wildly.
She probed his mouth with her very experienced tongue. Spike was
definitely enjoying the feel of someone wanting him. Even if it was only for one night.
The last relationship he was in was great, they loved each other so much. Spike had had some very bad luck in his earlier relationships and
he left, sacred of the commitment to the girl of his dreams.
You'd think this had happened years ago but in fact, it happened
yesterday. Yesterday was the day he left his precious beauty behind.
He didn't know where she was. In fact that was all he thought about.
All day he has been sleeping with various women trying to get his
mind off of the girl he had left and other women fixed it. Well,
until the sex was over anyways.
Buffy moved around the Bronze in her dark eye makeup. Her foundation
made her look even paler than she already did. She wore a dark red shirt
that exposed the black lace bra underneath. Her skirt was short, black
leather.
Men liked that sometimes for a one-night stand, she knew it as she danced around in a slow sensual motion waiting for the bite. She
always referred to men as fish. After you hook one, let it go and
search for more.
The Bronze air was full of smoke. It was intoxicating; it made
people want to have a good time.
She swayed to the music from the stage. The band was playing some
hard rock music, which added more detail to her plan. She wanted
people to see her as a bad ass and everything was perfect for her act.
A man finally walked up to her and placed his hand on her shoulder.
She turned around quickly with a smile.
"Hi, I'm Angel."
He said as she danced around him like he was her prey.
"Buffy." She said as she ran her hands up his chest. She realized
that he barely had any muscles underneath but that didn't bother her
one bit.
She leaned up to his ear. "Want to get out of here?" She whispered.
"Sure." He said, a little nervous about how direct she was being.
Smiling, she grabbed his hand and led him out of the Bronze and to
her red convertible.
"My place?" She asked, flicking her tongue across her front teeth.
"Motel. Half a mile down." He said leaning down to kiss her but she
stopped it.
"Fine. You're paying." She stated.
"Whatever." Angel said. He was too horny to worry about a few bucks.
They entered her convertible and drove off.
~*~
Spike wandered around the crowded bar.
The radio from the background produced a slow rock. He just wanted
some girl for the night then dump her the next morning.
That's basically what he's been doing lately. His leather duster
swayed back and forth as he searched for the perfect one-night-stand girl.
Spike's eyes landed on the bar, the perfect girl.
Dark hair, tattoos, skinny, pale and she had a badass attitude. He
sat down next to her.
"Can I buy you drink? The name's Spike."
"Faith." she said sucking in a cherry.
The she continued. "I know what you want and I know what I want. So
why spend the money for drinks when you can take me sober?" She asked.
"Works for me." Spike said smiling as this girl grabbed his hand and
led him out of the smoky bar and to her black truck.
She pushed up against the frame and kissed him roughly.
"Motel, down the street." She said as they entered her truck.
~*~
Buffy and Angel arrived at the old, dirty motel about five minutes
after they left the Bronze. Buffy had been doing this all day and she
was enjoying it.
She grabbed Angel's hand and led him into a motel room she had
already paid for.
Wasting no time she pulled him in and started to unbuckle his pants.
He reached to take off her blouse to expose the black
lace underneath.
Buffy was acting like an animal. In her last relationship she was
absolutely in love with the guy, then he left her. The sad thing is...it was yesterday. So she decided to turn on badass Buffy and
have a little fun. She didn't know why but there was a hole inside of
her and sleeping with men fulfilled it. For about an hour that is.
~*~
Faith pulled Spike into the hotel room and kissed him wildly.
She probed his mouth with her very experienced tongue. Spike was
definitely enjoying the feel of someone wanting him. Even if it was only for one night.
The last relationship he was in was great, they loved each other so much. Spike had had some very bad luck in his earlier relationships and
he left, sacred of the commitment to the girl of his dreams.
You'd think this had happened years ago but in fact, it happened
yesterday. Yesterday was the day he left his precious beauty behind.
He didn't know where she was. In fact that was all he thought about.
All day he has been sleeping with various women trying to get his
mind off of the girl he had left and other women fixed it. Well,
until the sex was over anyways.