Author: Nora
Fandom: Buffy the Vampire Slayer/Angel the Series
Characters/Pairing: VampTara/VampLindsey
Disclaimer: I don't own them – I wish I did – Joss is apparently god. I'm just borrowing them for my own amusement and your entertainment.
Author's Notes: This chapter deals with the rape and death of a character Don't worry, nobody canon. Or well, their meal. Just a slight warning.

Sex, Sin & Debauchery

She leaned against the window frame and watched her boy below. Lindsey was struggling to bring a pretty little schoolgirl home for her. The girl fought and even from their third floor apartment Tara could see the fire in the young girl's eyes, not to mention the innocence that poured off of her and that virginal looking little uniform she wore.

"Tara?"

Hearing his voice was like music to Tara's ears and she turned towards the door, leaning against the wall and smirking as he dragged the girl into the apartment.

"Look what I got, pretty little thing ignored the curfew." His face turned cruel and he grabbed her hair and made the girl look up at him. "Bet you're feeling sorry you didn't listen to your elders…"

The girl shivered and Tara moved closer to them, her hips swaying gently as she walked, her eyes dancing with lust as she closed the gap between them. "She's so pretty," Tara purred, reaching out and running her hand gently over the young girl's face. "What's your name, sweetie?"

After a moment of hesitation the girl finally whispered, "Violet."

"Pretty little flower, being all brave staying out past curfew. You know there's a war going on out there. All that decadent slaughter, everyone killing, beating and fighting; it makes my body hum."

She leaned in and brought her lips close to the girl.

"I do love a good war. Everyone hurting each other, it just gives my boy and I easier access to indulge in the finer things in life." Pressing her body closer to the girl, Tara let her face change for a moment, nicking her fangs over the girl's skin just enough to make her bleed slightly. "Gives us free reign to make our own massacre without being discovered." Violet started to scream and Tara could only grin, nicking the girls flesh more to hear those sweet sounds she made.

"Just like this pretty little body of yours," Lindsey chimed in, keeping one arm wrapped tightly around the girl's waist and taking his other hand – the one with the faded scar – and digging it into Tara's hair, pulling her to him for a kiss.

Violet squirmed between them, the salt of her tears filling the room with its sharp scent only making the lovers move their bodies tighter against her, kissing deeper and pressing tonight's victim even harder between them. Tara heard the girl whimper and try to push her off to get away. Pulling back from Lindsey's lips reluctantly, she narrowed her eyes at the girl, backhanding her hard across the face without a moments pause.

"Shut up," she growled, grabbing the girl by the face and leaning in to lap up the sweet blood that seeped out of her broken lip. "So sweet you are. Tell me Violet, have you ever been with a woman or a man before?"

Tara felt herself get excited, it had been so long since they killed a woman, and it had been twice as long since Tara had been with a woman herself. She missed it sometimes.

"No." The girl's eyes were wide and fearful, her body shaking and Lindsey could feel her heartbeat pick up, pounding in his ears almost like a drum, the beat of her heart pulsing in time with his cock; his body aching and wanting nothing more than to be pleasured and released.

"Tara…" His tone was low and his eyes pleading, Tara just smirked at him, licking her lips as their eyes met. "Sire…"

"Yes my boy," she whispered, grinning as she watched Lindsey slide his hand up the girl's bare thigh, slipping his hand beneath her school uniform. "Leave the skirt on."

Tara licked her bottom lip, her eyes ran over Lindsey and Violet as he slipped his fingers in the waistband of the girl's panties, pulling them down and leaving her ass bare with her skirt barely covering her virginal good girl parts. "Such a pretty girl."

Lindsey grinned, dragging his fingers hard over the girl's thigh, slipping back under her skirt between Violet's thighs. She sobbed softly, closing her eyes tightly as Lindsey held her captive and let his fingers make a slow violation of her. His cock throbbed hotly against her ass through his jeans, his hips arching just slightly and aching to be freed.

Smirking, Tara moved forward and slid her hand between the two, using her skilled fingers to pull open his belt and then unbuttoned his jeans, letting the tight pants slip down his hips till his cock was fully exposed.

"My beautiful Adonis," Tara purred, wrapping her hand around him and stroking gently. "I wanna watch. Make me proud, baby." She leaned up and kissed him softly, nipping his bottom lip before stepping back, letting her boy take free and full reign of the evening.

Lindsey slowly moved the girl over, pushing her against the window overlooking the city below. Smoke and ash bellowed from some of the charred buildings, women and children could be heard screaming faintly on the streets. The city becoming nothing but a playground for demons and everything wicked that walked the night. Giving them full reign for debauchery and sin.

Lindsey loved the sounds, they were music to his ears and he loved the tremor that went through the pretty little slip of a girl pressed against him. Part of him wished that he had gotten the chance to be with Tara like this – him vampire, her human, squirming and pleading against him – but fate denied him that. But in turn it gave him her as his sire. He could exist with the tradeoff. He was marked by her and she was loved and branded by him, it was a mutual love and affection they had.

Violet sobbed, pushing away from the window and pulling Lindsey out of his thoughts.

"Shhhh, ain't no use fightin' it darlin', gonna have my way with you. You might as well enjoy it."

He felt Tara's eyes on them from the chair in the corner, her eyes fixated on the scene before her.

"C'mon pretty girl, let's put on a show," he purred softly in her ear, moving her soft blonde hair off her neck and making way across her skin with his lips. "Gonna make you feel real good."

"Yeah baby, real good," Tara chimed in from her seat, uncrossing and recrossing her legs as her clit throbbed, aching as she watched Lindsey let himself loose on their pretty play-toy for the night. She loved how his Oklahoman accent came out when he was almost blinded by lust, it was thick as molasses and always made her thighs ache. She didn't doubt that if she still had a heartbeat that it would be pounding in her chest by the mere mention of her name from his lips.

"Please, no." Tears were streaming down Violet's face and that only made Lindsey groan, pressing his achingly hard cock against the curve of her ass, leaving a sticky trail as it moved over her skin.

"No…" she whispered hoarsely, her eyes closing tightly as she felt him move her hands to either side of the window, pressing them and silently commanding 'don't move them' even as she tried to block everything out.

His hands moved down her sides, his fingers slipping beneath her shirt to skate lightly over her stomach. "Don't fight, just feel." His voice was thick with desire, pressing himself against her he moved one hand from her and grasped his cock, parting her thighs forcefully with his other hand and pushed inside her.

"Fuck," he swore under his breath; his head going back as he felt himself shake slightly at her tightness.

Lindsey pushed further, Violet sobbed and Tara moaned, watching them and feeling herself get hot at how he must feel being inside her tightness. Tara studied Lindsey's face as he pushed into the girl, pressing her soft and warm body against the cold window, his hips moving slow and steady as he ripped her innocence away. His hands gripped hard and dug into Violet's hips and she knew they would bruise.

Tara moved over to them, sliding her hands over Lindsey's body, cupping then gripping his ass hard, his hips jerking hard into the girl and making her cry out.

With slow movements, Tara slipped off her panties and pushed them into Violet's gasping mouth. "Much better; you're so pretty." Tara turned to Lindsey and grinned. "Isn't she? I bet she feels so good and tight."

"God," he muttered, his eyes locked to Tara's, her hands moving over his body again, gripping his ass before he watched as she fell to her knees and slipped her hand between his thighs and cupping his balls. "Tara…fuck, fuck."

She grinned seductively and guided her cool lips over the girl's skin, wanting to watch as he took her, made her come before they drained her together. "I want a show," Tara demanded softly, smiling and running her tongue over Lindsey's hip.

No more encouragement was needed and he covered Violet's hands with his, slamming his hips into her body, both of them getting turned on by her whimpers and cries around Tara's panties. He could feel his balls tighten but he didn't want to come inside her. He did want her to come before him though.

Lindsey slipped one hand down and started using his fingers over Violet's clit, kissing and nipping at the girl's neck as he felt her start to come, her body shaking as she came against her will, her body bared for all on the street to see. Feeling her orgasm subside Lindsey pulled back and grinned at Tara, shoving Violet to her knees and leaving Tara to hold her down he started to stroke himself, rubbing the length of his wet cock over her face.

Tara grinned and held Violet against her, slipping her hands under the girl's shirt and pinching her nipples hard, leaning in and kissing the soft warm skin of her neck. Lindsey watched the two of them, feeling his cock swell as he stroked himself. Tara stared up at him as she made Violet writhe, looking up with desire and lust filled eyes.

He knew what she wanted and by the feeling that rose deep in his groin it wasn't long before she had it. Violet shuddered as Tara's face changed, her fangs dragging over her skin and that's all it took for Lindsey to lose it. Gripping Violet's hair he came hard and all over her face and neck, his eyes dilating with lust as he watched Tara lick some of his come off of Violet's pulse point before sinking her fangs deep into the girl's neck.

Keeping his hand in her hair, Lindsey knelt down and kept his eyes locked with hers as the life was slowly sucked from her veins. Tara held the dying girl close to her body, moaning and swallowing every bit she could get.

Lindsey's stomach growled but Tara ignored it, feeling the girl's heart slow before finally sputtering a few beats before it was silent. Ripping her fangs from Violet's neck Tara looked up at Lindsey, noticing a slightly annoyed look on his face.

It didn't last long. His annoyance turned to lust as he fisted his hands in Tara's hair and pulled him to her, kissing her deeply and tasting the once innocently virginal girl on his lips.

"Greedy girl," he chastised, his eyes sparkling mischievously as his hand came to grip her ass. "Didn't anyone teach you to share?" He pulled her down under him as he spoke, his hands moving over her blood warmed body and grinning as she smirked under him.

"Nope." Her tone was cheeky and she wiped a spot of blood off his cheek, sucking it from her finger and keeping her eyes on his. "She was too good to share."

Lindsey growled and felt the bones and muscles shift in his face, his fangs bared as he gripped Tara by the hair and forced her neck to the side. "Still gonna take what I want, my wicked witch." He growled darkly, leaning in and sinking his fangs into his beautiful sire, her nails digging into his shoulders as she accepted everything he gave and gave him willing whatever he took.