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BtVS: Love, Trust and Monsters – Chapter 1Buffy the Vampire Slayer: Love, Trust and Monsters – Chapter 1″Hello.””Hello Drusilla. Come to visit Spike,” Buffy let her walk up to her, knowing she could take her at any time. She scanned the surrounding gravestones with her peripheral vision but there was no one else there. Dru was alone and unarmed.”I need you, Slayer, I need you to complete me.”Buffy laughed. “Newsflash dearie. I killed Lothos, I killed The Master, I killed Dracula. You’re a side-show hypnotist in comparison.” She readied Mr Pointy.”I need you.”Buffy looked at her, puzzled.”I need you, we’re all alone, both of us. We’re all alone together. Two swans on the frozen lily pond.””In case you didn’t notice, you’re a vampire, I’m a vampire slayer. You kill people including some good friends of mine. I kill you. And I’m not alone,” she raised the stake. “I’ve got this for company. Where do you want it?”Drusilla opened her dress to expose her breasts. Buffy was stunned. She looked away, abashed, embarrassed by Drusilla flaunting herself like this. She couldn’t deny Drusilla had lovely breasts, large and shapely with prominent nipples. It disturbed her that she found this so arousing. She found herself gazing at them.”What are you doing?””Kill me or be with me. Please, my flower, kill me or be with me.””What, have you kill me? Vamp me?””Why would I want to do that? I wouldn’t want anyone else to feel like I feel. They all leave me. All of them. Spike, Angelus, Darla, they all go. I don’t want to be alone. It’s so cold when you’re alone. I’d never want you to feel that way.””No one does,” she tensed her hand around the stake readying herself to strike.Drusilla gently took the stake and pressed it over her heart, actually breaking the skin a little. All Buffy had to do was apply a small amount of pressure and that would be it. Her hand pressed against Dru’s breast a little.She couldn’t do it. She couldn’t kill this evil creature even as it begged her to, even for Kendra and Jenny and all the others. She couldn’t help her commit suicide. She lowered the stake and looked Dru in the eye.”I’m hungry,” Drusilla had a look of incredible sadness.‘Oh boy,’ thought Buff.She couldn’t kill Dru. She couldn’t leave her alone to kill the innocent. The solution was obvious. The memory of Angel feeding off her came back, the feeling of The Master’s draining her dry welling up from deep in her subconscious. She felt a pang of guilt at her enjoyment of the act, feeling as though it was the thrill of falling without the sudden finality of striking the ground. This wasn’t thrall, this was her choice. It had to be.She put her stake at the ready, standing by to stake Dru in an instant if she tried taking too much. She pulled back her sleeve and proffered her left wrist to Dru.”Be careful.”Dru took her hand. yozgat escort Her fingers felt so icy. Buffy looked away as she vamped out.The bite hurt. It reminded Buffy a little of losing her virginity, the impact of the fangs punching through her flesh. She grimaced.Drusilla began to suck, very gently. Buffy felt the pain lessen and her hand become a little numb. The sensation of her blood pumping, of Drusilla sucking it greedily was rather pleasurable in a strange way, like the slow rhythm of sex or a stiff massage. She sighed a little, contentedly, her breath becoming slower and shallower. Her legs flexed apart slowly as if preparing themselves to receive something. She wondered if this was how her mother felt, breastfeeding her?She was glad when Drusilla stopped, she could feel herself letting go and it made her uncomfortable. Dru looked at her, Buffy’s blood still on her lips. All she could think of was how pretty Dru looked, how nice her eyes were and how lovely it was to feel her lips on her skin, her fangs in her flesh. She began to imagine giving in to Drusilla, allowing herself to be taken over and letting Drusilla suck all her blood away. She craved it more than she dared admit. She’d pretty much made up her mind to give in and allow herself to become a vampire by Drusilla. Drusilla had won over the Slayer…And Sunnydale would be in a whole lot of trouble.”I can’t allow that. I can’t let my fam!ly, my friends, innocent people suffer.”And she didn’t want to die, she had everything in the world to live for. And she would never be sired. The merest taste of Dracula’s blood and the nightmarish evil she had sensed there filled her with a visceral revulsion. She remembered being undead when Billy had made her nightmares real. She would rather endure a thousand years of torture and return to the dust than spend one second as a vampire.”I want some more.”She considered for a second. She’d gone this far. She wanted to do it, she knew she shouldn’t but she wanted it so badly. To be needed, to be wanted.Buffy unbuttoned her blouse, revealing her left collarbone. She pulled her silver cross to the side until it was drayped down her back. Drusilla leaned forward and bit deeply into her flesh around her clavicle. Buffy gasped and let out a little cry of pain. Drusilla looked at her, concerned but Buffy gave her a little nod as if to say “OK”. It hurt but it was delightful. It was delightful because it hurt, hurt just a little.She sucked, harder and harder, Buffy felt weak at the knees, trembling, partly through blood loss, partly through excitement. She suddenly realised Drusilla’s hand was on her right breast groping, squeezing, pinching, manipulating her nipple to a pert hardness. Her other hand had strayed down the front of Buffy’s hipsters and was zonguldak escort stroking the lips of her cunny lips with her fingertips in a manner which made that transformed her previous seeping wetness into a stream of liquid desire.She felt helpless as Drusilla lowered her to the ground, clasping her with her fangs alone, as if a mother cat with a kitten. She felt Drusilla’s weight on top of her and let her stake roll from her hand, her fingers drawn irresistibly to Drusilla’s wonderful breasts, kneading and playing with them. She could feel her own bloods’ warmth seeping through Drusilla’s body, nourishing and revitalising it. Drusilla’s fingers entered her, effortlessly finding her clitoris and teasing it with a hundred years of skill and practice.She didn’t have to ask permission any more, everything Buffy had belonged to her now, was her’s for the taking. She broke away from her collarbone and shifted Buffy’s bra away before biting hungrily into her left breast, the blood spurting out into her mouth like juice from some succulent ripe fruit, a small half cry of pleasure/pain managing to escape from Buffy’s throat. She teased the nipple with her tongue, closing her eyes in ecstasy at the glorious sensation.Buffy bucked and shook as uncontrollable waves of dark pleasure surged through her. She arched her back helplessly and began to scream. “YES! YES! Fuck me, suck me, kill me, drain me dry! Anything, just make me come, please, please, make me come!”Drusilla stopped and looked at the writhing Slayer begging beneath her. Buffy collected herself for a few moments but those gently teasing fingers simply would not stop.”You know what I want,” Dru said simply.Buffy understood in a second. She turned her head to the right to expose her carotid artery to Drusilla’s relentless fangs, surrendering herself to her entirely. Dru surged forward like a striking cobra, biting into Buffy’s throat with skill and precision, just as she timed Buffy’s shattering orgasm to perfection.”AH! AH! YESSSSS, YESSSS!” Buffy cried as her world went black.* * *”I’m sorry.”Who was talking? Buffy opened her eyes and tried to move her head. Shooting pain lanced through her neck. It was all she could do not to cry out.”I’m sorry, I’m so sorry.”Drusilla was still on her, her head buried in Buffy’s chest. Her fangs were no longer in Buffy’s flesh, a fact that disappointed her a little, there really was no sensation quite like it; it was just exquisite.”I’ve fallen for another one,” she realised. “What is it with me and dark energy anyway?”Drusilla was still murmuring. Buffy listened intently. “I knew he was there; I knew they were watching us. I tried to save you, I really did. But I couldn’t.”She thought Buffy was her s!ster. She was mourning for her fam!ly. The fam!ly Angelus tuzla escort had killed so ruthlessly. Buffy felt overwhelming sadness and sympathy for her. Somehow her madness overcame her vampire instincts, to let her feel for them. It was the most natural thing in the world for Buffy to take her in her arms and clutch her head in an affectionate embrace.Eventually Dru broke away. She took her sharp talons and cut a deep scar across her breast, just above her nipple, crossing the areola, the blood flowing deeply. She motioned for Buffy to drink.Buff felt fear and uncertainty. She’d been a vampire for a few minutes and they’d been some of the worst of her life. She didn’t want to die, wanted to live more than anything else in the world. She wondered where her stake was. She had plenty of back up weapons, James Bond probably had less concealed weapons than Buffy habitually carried in her clothes.But she wasn’t dying. She hadn’t lost nearly enough blood for that, even if she’d been just a normal human. She realised that this was symbolic, that Dru had fed from her and now wanted to return the favour. She didn’t like the idea, didn’t even like her steaks rare. But she guessed it was like swallowing after giving oral sex, it was expected. It was trust, Drusilla had placed herself at Buffy’s mercy and trusted Buffy not to kill her, Buffy had reciprocated the gesture.She closed her lips around the wound and licked off the excess. It tasted awful, cold, bitter, salty, an underlying coppery taste. Swallowing cum was like candy in comparison. She sucked gently, politely. Eventually her lips forced their way down to Drusilla’s nipple, eliciting long moans of pleasure. She felt her hand slip effortlessly between Dru’s rapidly parting thighs, probing her sopping wet cunt. Her mouth soon followed, Drusilla stretching backwards, casting her arms behind her head and groaning with delight.Buffy’s tongue probed her intimately, rapidly finding its way around the all too familiar labia and seeking out the clitoris. Who’d have thought the first time she’d make love with a woman it would be with Drusilla?She tasted salty here too. But this was much, much better.* * *She was sitting on the corner of her bed when Buffy awakened. She half wondered if her memory of her tryst with Drusilla might have been a dream but the rapidly healing wounds all over her body told her otherwise. Besides, a mere dream wouldn’t have brought this particular visitor.”Hello Kendra.””Hello Buffy. You don’t seem to be surprised to see me?””Guilt is powerful stuff.””She’ll kill you. Just like she killed me.””She could have but she didn’t. Her madness allows her to overcome her demon side. If she feeds off me she doesn’t need to kill. I need her Kendra; I need to be needed. I need more than Riley can give,” That was the first time she’d ever admitted that, she realised, even to herself.”She is what she is. She’ll turn on you.””Don’t you mean she’ll turn me on?”Kendra didn’t laugh.Buffy took her hand tenderly.”What’s it like on the other side?””Peaceful. One day you’ll find out,” She leaned forwards and kissed Buffy.Then she was gone.
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