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[Oct. 26th, 2006|08:07 pm]
This Dark World

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[sciencegrl_fred]
[Current Location |Outside New York City]
[Current Mood |anxiousanxious]


Fred could see lights in the distance, glowing against the dark sky and washing out the stars that she had grown used to seeing the last few nights during their journey. They were almost like stars in their own right, providing direction for them, helping them reach their destination.

She glanced over at Angel for a moment, wanting to ask how long he thought it would be before they got into the city before deciding not to and turning to look back out the window. Even though she loved Angel more than anything in the world, part of her was still somewhat unsettled by what he had done. He had done it for her, because he loved her, but still...

She could feel it in the background, the demon inside her - like an ever present voice, a second personality, just waiting to be freed and do all the dark things it wanted to do. When she had woken up after being shot by one of those zombie cops, thinking that she had have died, only to find herself confused and overwhelmed by a hunger she had never felt before, she wanted to hate Angel even as he apologized and tried to explain why he had done it. He had been holding her in his arms on the ground as she bled to death, so soon after they had realized how much they loved each other, and he had turned her to save her. So he wouldn't lose her.

Her handsome man who had come to Pylea to save her from the monsters thanks to Doyle's vision...had turned her into one. He had called Willow to come down and put her soul back in her before she woke up for the first time, so she had never known what was like to have the demon free, speaking with her mouth, acting with her body, but still, she could feel it, poking her, whispering to her. Sometimes, she wondered how Angel was ever able to sleep because that seemed to be when it became the loudest.

She had wanted to hate him and had locked herself away, even as part of her wanted to go to him - he was her Sire, and that connection as well as the love she still felt for him was strong. Stronger than the hate. Finally, she had come out, seeking out the man she loved, her Sire, and she had broken down on him, crying and beating on him.

After which, they had started putting their li--they had begun rebuilding what they had together. It was much more intense, the Sire-Childe bond adding to the bond they already had as lovers.

But even as they found their way back together, things weren't the same with the others. Cordy, Doyle, Gunn, they all looked at Angel differently, wondering what else he might do if he would turn the woman he claimed to love. And as for her, she could see they saw her as different. It started to wear on them, so when Gwen had showed up at the Hyperion with news that there were some very strange things happening New York - things that were out of the ordinary even for the demonic underworld that thrived there - they had decided that it would be good for the two of them to go alone.

So now there they were, driving into New York City. It was beautiful, so different from Los Angeles. There was a...feeling about it that she had never gotten while she had been living in California.

Looking over at Angel again, she reached over and touched his shoulder briefly. "Where are we going to start?" she asked softly. "The area where Gwen said she had been staying while she was here?"
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From: sciencegrlfred
2006-11-03 04:57 am (UTC)
When Angel gently pushed her, Fred settled onto her back, looking up at him, gasping softly when he began touching her. She had once thought that being a vampire would have made it harder to feel things because there was no blood flowing through the body. She was finding that wasn't the case - in a way, it seemed like she was feeling everything more acutely, possibly because of her heightened senses, she didn't know. All she knew was what she was feeling, and what Angel was making her feeling.

As she bucked her hip up against Angel's hand, the need for more building inside her, she cried out softly when his fangs pierced her skin. It was intensely erotic, having him taste her like that, knowing that no one else could, knowing that he'd never allow it. Angel was her Sire - she was his and his only. As a human, she had hated being considered someone else's, but with Angel, it was different. Belonging to him, even with everything that had happened, seemed right. It had been what had drawn her out of the room finally, knowing that she was his, knowing that he loved her.

Angel pushed his hand into her pants, and Fred felt herself tensing as he rubbed her, sensations sparking through her, need becoming overwhelming. She could smell her borrowed blood and feel everything inside her body becoming more and more aroused and tight until finally, when he told her come, she did, crying out as she spasmed against his hand.

When she opened her eyes, she looked up into his, still shuddering slightly.
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