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22 September 2012 @ 11:38 pm
Time to say goodbye.  
Characters: Samantha, Barbara. Then Spike and Angel.
Time: 3 AM
Location: Angel's Mansion.
Thread Status: Open to Barbara at first. Followed by Spike, and then Angel.

Sam sat there for the next hour, her eyes searching her lovers as he spoke to her about … everything that had happened between him and Buffy the vampire Slayer. Some of the things.. she never could imagine him doing, but others.. she was unable to repress the growl of jealousy that erupted through her clenched lips. But, she had to keep her calm, she promised him that she would.

He told her about how the dream had started with him being obsessed with always wanting to kill her. To get another slayer in his notch of kills in his bedpost.. but it turned into something else. The obsession changed and he became.. in love with her. The dream… it had changed everything. His heart. His mind. his body. His .. well, mini-him. He had tried to get her to be with him, but nothing had ever happened.

She turned him down at every turn and every corner. That was.. until she had died.

Buffy died saving the world - ugh - for the second time, and Spike had been utterly devastated. Her heart admittedly hurt at the idea of Spike being so heart broken, and she had curled up into his side, trying to be comforting as he talked. She felt better when he had wrapped her up in his arms, holding her close to him as he continued to talk. He told her of how Buffy just wanted to feel.

During a very… very terrible little couple of days where everyone was singing. Although, Sam admitted that she would have loved to be there.. she would have loved to hear him sing.. She was sure that it was.. heavenly and sinful at the same time. His voice just did that to her regularly.. she couldn't wait to hear him sing to her one day. But anyway. After all the singing.. they had kissed. And their relationship began.

She, of course, was ashamed of being with him. She kept their relationship a secret, and he continued to sleep with her whenever he wanted to, and whenever she wanted to as well. They brought down buildings, literally.. and it made Sam want to destroy an even bigger building then an already condemned house.. Just to one up the slayer.

The relationship had ended sourly.

But for some reason, she kept him in her heart. So close to it that she would let him be apart of the good fight, and Sam was a little upset by that. She couldn't shake the feeling that Buffy was still in love with Spike, and that she would do anything to get him back. Well, maybe not anything, but that she wouldn't mind the vampire to be so close to her again.

The conversation had turned to her, but she was unable to tell him anything, because there were footsteps in the mansion, and they had belonged to her sire. There was only one set, and she took in a deep breath. She could feel the sorrow, and the pride, and the.. just pain… she didn't know what else was there, but she knew what this was going to be.


She turned to Spike and pressed a soft kiss to his mouth, her fingers gently tracing the skin over his cheekbones, down his cheek and chin before she was up and out of the bedroom before he even had a chance to blink. She moved down the hallway, and down the main staircase to see Barbara sitting by the fire. She took in a deep, unneeded breathe again and crossed her arms over her chest.

"How long are you staying?" she asked softly.

She knew that her sire brought her here for a reason. She knew, that that reason was either the fight.. or Spike. She also knew, that even though they loved each other dearly, and that they were family.. and best friends.. Sometimes when one had a different path than another.. they had to let them go. Because if you truly love something.. or someone.. you must let them go.
Barbara O'Connorchaoticxbarbara on October 2nd, 2012 04:26 pm (UTC)

As such, Barbara and Sam had never had explosive, earth-shattering sex with each-other. There had always been a very clear line that they stayed within. If any night was about bringing the other over to their world, tonight was that night. Barbara had already broken about a dozen rules that would have Angelus quaking with rage. Breaking a few dozen more couldn’t do much more harm, she was willing to try and set a record. She would use Sam to do that - even if her childe had little to no idea.

“You’re dying for him to join us,” She whispered softly into her ear before nipping at it with blunt teeth until it turned bright red and a sigh of pain was falling from Sams lips. “I can sense it...the way your eyes are falling away from me, away from us..." Her perfectly painted fingernails traced Sams cheek..."Towards the door he walked out of.” She tapped her childe’s cheek, hard enough to pinken the flesh, light enough not to bring tears to her eyes. Just enough to get her attention, to get her breathing up. Her fingers slipped inside Sams hot pussy, one, two, three and she was pumping hard as she spoke to her. “One taste of that boys cock and you’re addicted aren’t you? You’re just never going to be satisified here....I’m really surprised at what a good little whore I raised...”

She caught Sams darkened eyes, her cheeks pink from her words, not her fingers and Barbara smiled, slow and cruel at her childe. “Looks like you’re giving me no choice are you?” She paused for a moment, letting her words seep in, like snake venom they fell from her mouth, her teeth. She hooked her fingers, hitting Sams g-spot with practiced fingers that soon had her panting. “Call for him Sam. Beg him to come down here and join us. I want to hear you plead for his cock inside of you.”