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Title: Intoxicating
Fandom: Buffy the Vampire Slayer
Characters: Spike, The First
Rating: R
Warnings: hallucinations, brainwashing, blood, killing, coarse language
Word count: 100 (Google Docs)
Summary: Set shortly before S7 | Spike is haunted by his guilt, and by The First
Notes: also for #443 - Ambrosia by
100words and #390 - Spill by
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Prompt [#6]: Soul
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It was the most intoxicating sensation.
Fangs sinking into delicate flesh, pulse speeding, warm blood spilling like ambrosia to tame the unquenchable thirst of the undead.
The limp, lifeless body fell to Spike’s feet, emptied of the spark he stole for himself.
His ecstasy shattered when Buffy’s ice-cold gaze appeared before him.
“It’s innocent blood you’ve spilled and guzzled like an animal. You’re a monster, Spike. Your soul doesn’t change anything.”
As he crouched to the floor, whimpering and clawing at his chest, the figure grinned evilly.
“When I’m done with you, that Slayer bitch won’t know what hit her.”
Fandom: Buffy the Vampire Slayer
Characters: Spike, The First
Rating: R
Warnings: hallucinations, brainwashing, blood, killing, coarse language
Word count: 100 (Google Docs)
Summary: Set shortly before S7 | Spike is haunted by his guilt, and by The First
Notes: also for #443 - Ambrosia by
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Prompt [#6]: Soul
Also on my journal
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It was the most intoxicating sensation.
Fangs sinking into delicate flesh, pulse speeding, warm blood spilling like ambrosia to tame the unquenchable thirst of the undead.
The limp, lifeless body fell to Spike’s feet, emptied of the spark he stole for himself.
His ecstasy shattered when Buffy’s ice-cold gaze appeared before him.
“It’s innocent blood you’ve spilled and guzzled like an animal. You’re a monster, Spike. Your soul doesn’t change anything.”
As he crouched to the floor, whimpering and clawing at his chest, the figure grinned evilly.
“When I’m done with you, that Slayer bitch won’t know what hit her.”