William leaned forward and laughed as Angelus did the same. The limp corpse of a bride in Angelus right arm.
"And then, when you leapt up right in the middle of the ceremony, grabbed the priest's head, and squeezed it until it popped like…" William looked to the older for the words he couldn't find.
"Rotten melon." Angelus offered. William nodded excitedly and continued his story.
"Yes! Eyeballs dangling from the sockets, and you shouting, 'Frankly Father, thine eyes offend me." William laughed and leaned back into the couch chair. "Bloody priceless. And beating the groom to death with his own arm, I mean," He paused and gestured in approval, "honestly, you're a bloody killing marvel." Angelus leaned back and glanced at the dead bride, before tilting her body towards William.
"Yeah. Have a drink." William shook his head and waved her away.
"No, that's your spoilers, mate." Angelus continued the offer.
"I've had my fill. Go on, take her." William waved her off again and looked out the coach window.
"Nah. I think I might go and find Drusilla. She's prowling for the street urchins in the East end. Make her happy if I joined her for a bit." Angelus smirked slightly.
"She's special, isn't she? Our Drusilla." William smiled lovingly.
"More than that. She brought me into this world. Where I was meant to be. It's like…she'd my destiny." Angelus suppressed a chuckle.
"Yeah, she is a sweet plum. I mean, a bit dotty and brain-addled, but-" William interrupted him.
"She's not…She's just…It's like she's still got a bit of child in her." William smiled. Angelus patted the roof of the coach.
"Perhaps two or three by now. Driver! Stop the coach! Happy hunting. Go on." He pushed William gently out of the coach. "Just be home by sunrise." William went off in search of his destiny. Angelus chuckled. "And by the time you find her she may be full of me." Angelus slid out of the coach and started towards their newly obtained hotel room. Half way there he saw her. She wasn't wearing her blue dress, only her night gown and corset. Drusilla had cornered a man and was laughing.
"Are you some street walker?" Drusilla shook her head.
"No silly. Street walkers are like birds that don't sing when mummy tells them too." The man flinched as Drusilla touched him. Angelus walked over to Drusilla and took her hand.
"No time for this Dru, I have something to show you." Angelus smirked.
Once he and Drusilla made it to the safety of their hotel room Angelus grabbed her into a strong kiss. Drusilla growled seductively and wrapped her arms around Angelus' neck.
"Oh, someone is being very naughty." Drusilla purred. "Daddy is dancing with princess tonight!" Angelus picked her up and let her wrap her legs around his waist.
"Daddy's dancing in princess tonight." Drusilla bit Angelus ear.
"Oh…" She growled. "Rrrufff." Angelus pressed her back against the bedroom door and reached around her to open it.
William sighed and pushed the parlor door open, exhausted from his search. He shut the door and started to walk past the bedroom. Quiet moans caught his attention. William stooped and smirked as Angelus thrust rapidly into the girl whose legs were around his waist.
"Well…looks like you haven't had your fill of her after all." Angelus looked back at William and leaned slightly to the side revealing Drusilla under him. Her arms lazily above her head and her legs comfortably around his waist.
"The little children didn't come out to play. Did you miss me, pretty William?" Drusilla asked. William looked at the two in disbelief.
"I'm sure he did, Dru." Drusilla leaned up to look at William. "After all…you are his destiny." William's face twisted in hatred.
"Oh. How sweet." Drusilla and Angelus laughed as Drusilla fell back to the bed. Angelus pulled away from Drusilla and fixed his pants as Drusilla sat up, her legs still spread.
"Don't touch her!" William screamed. Angelus smirked and slammed the attacking William against the wall by his throat.
"Little late for that, Willy. And I really don't like it when you raise your voice to me." Drusilla sat fully up and pouted.
"William, don't play such a sad tune. Give us a kiss, then." Angelus let William go and stood in the stairway.
"Why did you…? You knew. You knew she was mine." William said weakly.
"Did I?" Angelus asked with a smirk. William puffed back up.
"You knew bloody well!" William charged at Angelus, hatred and anger boiling over.
"Just don't get it now, do you?" Angelus grabbed William by the lapels and threw him onto the couch, before throwing the female corpse off the couch and sitting next to him. "Well, you're new…and a little dim. So let me explain to you how things are now. There's no belonging or deserving anymore. You can take what you want, have what you want…but nothing is yours. Not even her." Drusilla walked casually into the doorway and looked at the boys.
"You're wrong. We're forever, Drusilla and me." William said as he looked at her. Drusilla held her hands over her chest.
"Are we?" The question sounded enchanted.
"Ah, still the poet, aren't we, Willy?"
"William." William corrected once again. Angelus chuckled and slapped his knee.
"Right. William. You know, you really should find a new name for yourself. It just doesn't strike the right note of terror." Angelus stood up and walked over to Drusilla, wrapping his arms around her waist. "Tell ya what William. If you want her… come take her." Drusilla held her hands out to William in a beckoning gesture. William stood up and charged at Angelus. He drew back and swung at Angelus, but much to both their surprise Drusilla caught William's fist.
"My sweet Willy, can't we work things out?" She pleaded softly. William slid his hand into her dark curls and kissed her passionately, ravaging her lips with his. Drusilla laughed into the kiss and wrapped her arms around his neck. Angelus nipped Drusilla's shoulder, causing her to shudder.
"She'll come to me later." Angelus promised. "When you're all asleep and cozy, I'll have her under me."
Drusilla pulled off her lace gloves as Angelus opened the door for her.
"He was a sweet plump one wasn't he?" Drusilla beamed. "Like a snake in the garden, so full of passion fruit." Drusilla danced provocatively. Angelus chuckled and shut the door behind us. "Though mummy feels bad for starving poor Willy." Angelus shook his head.
"No hurt done Dru. He chose to stay." Drusilla held her finger to her lips and listened. In the closed bedroom was a thudding sound Angelus knew well. "Our Willy is getting the idea." A scream sounded in the room, one of thick pleasure and desire. Drusilla walked over to the door and leaned closer to hear what was on the other side. A grin spread on her face when she realized what was happening.
"My sweet took the passion fruit." Drusilla giggled. Angelus closed the distance between Drusilla and himself.
"Ah..ah…ah!" A woman moaned. With every thud of the bed came a moan of pleasure. "Oh, William…ah…ah…ah...harder…harder…ah…" Angelus smirked and pushed the door open. Just as he'd thought William was firmly in between Darla's legs and his thrusts where hard and slow.
"Revenge is sweet pet." William moaned. Darla smirked when she saw Angelus looking on their show.
"We have company William…"She moaned and clutched his shirt. "Shall we give them a show?" William looked over his shoulder and thrust deeper. Drusilla clapped her hands and bounced excitedly.
"My little birdy took the passion fruit in the belly of the beast!" Drusilla rubbed her stomach provocatively. "Oh my sweet, dance for mummy!" Angelus watched the show quietly until Darla reached her breaking point.
"Oh yes!" Darla screamed as her back arched and she closed her eyes. "William!" William pulled out of Darla and looked at the other two. Drusilla fell to her knees in front of William, running her hands up his thighs.
"Oh Willy the way you move makes my tummy burn and the stars sing." Drusilla said, her voice low and seductive.
"How'd you like the show?" Darla asked, her legs still open from where William had been. Angelus leaned on the wall.
"I found it rather arousing." Darla smirked and leaned against William.
"It was nice of you to hurt me, when I asked so nicely." William smirked. Drusilla's grin widened.
"You hurt her? Oh my, little birdy bruised Daddy's fruit. Daddy is sure to be unhappy." Drusilla clapped his hands. "This picnic shall be smashing!"