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[snogged]

Next four for mmmmm_angel.

Title: Aroma
Author: snogged
Characters: Angelus, Willow, Spike
Prompt Table #2 - Words
Prompt: #13- Aroma
Word Count: 105
Rating: PG-13


Blood and strawberries.

Leather and smoke.

They were distinct aromas that combined in his nostrils and drove him into a lust-filled rage. It was like some higher power had designed those scents to torture him

Angelus snarled low in his throat as his nose twitched. He did not like being dominated and that included the intoxicating scents that drifted off his bed partners.

They were going to pay for it. He would have to devise a punishment for both of them. Didn't even matter they hadn't done anything other than sit there and look pretty. He had no interest in being controlled by his nose.


Title: Casual
Author: snogged
Characters: Spike, Angelus, Willow
Prompt Table #2 - Words
Prompt: #14- Casual
Word Count: 102
Rating: PG-13 (swearing)


Before Willow, things had been more casual between them.

Before her, he was used to the occasional night of hate-filled fucking instead of the increasingly frequent sack sessions of pain and pleasure, need and want.

Spike had spent centuries growing used to Angelus's disregard. He had grown use to being tossed by the wayside so Master Ponce could have his way with the ladies of his choice, which included Drusilla.

Spike guessed there was something about Willow that convinced his sire to share. He could only imagine what the secret to her success was. He'd have to remember to ask her later.




Title: Disillusion
Author: snogged
Characters: Angelus, Willow
Prompt Table #2 - Words
Prompt: #15- Disillusion
Word Count: 100
Rating: R


"What do you think this is, Willow? Think we brought you here to cuddle and snuggle your cares away?"

Willow flinched at the menacing tone in his voice. Her cheek still stinging from the unexpected slap she'd received moments ago.

"This isn't one of Dru's tea parties, girl. You'd do well not to forget that."

"I'm sorry. I thought I…" Willow said, wishing she could find that little spark of humanity in him that had kept her alive so far.

"I've got no interest in giving you a fairy land happy ending. Now go. I can't look at you anymore."



Title: Misery
Author: snogged
Characters: Angelus, Angel
Prompt Table #2 - Words
Prompt:#16 - Misery
Word Count: 110
Rating: Pg-13


Angelus wondered why his damned soul counterpart brooded so much.

Something about sitting all alone in the dark with all the thoughts in his head drilling holes in the dead brain tissue. Worming around and screwing up the works. But at the same time, dealing with all those people he cared about. It was one of the most painful fucking things in the world. No wonder that soul gave him such a cursed, miserable existence.

But unlike his souled counterpart, Angelus had free reign to fuck the lights out of the next fool that tested his patience. That was the solution to the misery. At least for a little while.

Comments

[ash-carpenter.livejournal.com]

Wahoo! More drabbles!

Lovely, as always. The first one was perversely funny and I really liked the third one and thought it was just perfect for the prompt.

[snogged.livejournal.com]

thanks pickle

I've already got my four done for tomorrow too so I'm excited 'bout that :)