Title: Comforting Lie
Disclaimers: I don't own Angel or Dru. pout Imagine what I'd do with them if I did...
Rating: PG-13 (implied)
Pairing: Angel/Dru (as always)
Time: 2nd Season around Lie to Me
Summary: The only ones deceived are the ones who deceive.
A/N: Okay, so this started out as a drabble from Dru's perspective and then turned into two- one from Dru's perspective and one from Angel's. And I loved them both, so tada! 2 drabbles for the price of one! (Both are POVs)
A/N 2: This was for BtvsatsLove's drabble challenge. The prompt was deception.

Lips dance across my skin- burning- burning a path of lies all over. Not real: none of it is real. But it doesn't matter- can't matter. All about a taste- a need, that and burning baby fish. None can know- understand- comprehend. Feverish kisses in a room masked by another's love. Doesn't mean a thing. Everything is lies. Lies. Lies. Lies. Lies. Lies.

He says he comes here to feel- that his little slayer can't make him feel any more. Liar. She covers him, makes him feel like the human he'll never be. Liar. She lies to his soul. The repressed daddy lies to her- his destiny- his hell. Tells her he's reading. Oh, yes. Fingers are the eyes, bare skin the words. Reading reading reading where no one knows where we are. Always been this way. Even before the Angelbeast. Grandmum would be cross- my Willy jealous. Everything is better off hidden in the dark.

Fingers creep up to forbidden places. Spikey doesn't know the truth. He thinks I'm sleeping- oh, yes- with daddy buried deep inside me. What is obvious, he doesn't want to see. My boy wants to be lied to. He doesn't want to see where my lips have been. He's too full of the slayer- makes him blind. She makes him forget all about his princess. Instead I must find attention else where.

Daddy always wants to lie- imprisoned or not- wants to be in control- be a lie. Yells, screams, tells me to leave, but his bites, nibbles, lips, thrusts cry out 'Don't leave! Make me forget!' He can't stand all the dark spots inside, so he uses the darkest stain to blot out the rest. Doesn't see that the lies are everywhere- inside and out.

Whispered names, promises, secrets dance throughout the air before flying off into the burning night. Doesn't mean a thing- never did. That's the lie we feed to the listeners- the watchers. The greatest deception always lies in the mind.