11 August 2003 - Heat

Tegan

Bastet's children

Bastet watched her children sleeping, smiled and then did something indescribable with her paws. Have fun, kittens.

~*~*~*~

Priss curled in around Giles, feeling a low heat start in her stomach. She felt all...hypersensitive. Every whisper of sensation brushing against exposed nerve endings and making the fire hotter. She started to kiss all over Giles's back, wanting. "Wake up, love..."

~*~*~*~

Sabre stretched slightly, eyes closed in drowsy thought. Something felt different today. His eyes snapped open as his hand brushed against Drusilla's sleeping body. He got up on his hands and knees to shower kisses on her face. "Lovely...want to play?" Sabre mouthed his way down her neck, resting his fangs against the pale scars from the night of her Turning.

~*~*~*~

Nyx purred, the rumble reverberating through her chest as she writhed against Logan. "Ssssexy...I want you. Now." Logan opened his eyes and smiled at her before flipping them both over so she was lying underneath him.

"Really now?"

"Yep. *Now*. Take me *hard*," she said with a note of challenge, wanting something she wasn't entirely sure of yet. But it definitely involved sex. Lots and lots of sex. Logan bent down to kiss her and she hissed at him before biting his lip savagely.


Giles

Giles woke up slowly, to Priss doing indesacribable things to his nether regions. "Now that is the best kind of alarm clock," he remarked. "You seem different."


Dru

Drusilla shivered awake at the pleasurable feelijng of fangs against her neck.

"Does my dark angel want to play?" she asked, rolling him over and stroking his fangs with her tongue.


Sabre

"Yessssss..." Sabre hissed, amber eyes hazy with lust. He rolled them both so he was on top again. "I want to play..." He nibbled on her earlobe, thoughtfully. "I feel odd today..."


Priss

"Mmmhmmm." Priss sighed against his neck. "Want you, need you, please..." The fire was like an ache. She *needed* something...


Dru

Dru was glad they slepr naked in the summer time. She rolled them over again, and started kissing and licking down to Sabre's nipple. THen she bit down hard enough to draw blood, and lapped at it like a kitten at milk.

"Mine. Claimed you," she whispered. "All the pretty floweres dance in the wind and know that you're mine," she sang, and then began to trail patterns on his chest with her tongue.


Giles

"You have me, darling, I am yours for as long as you want," he promised. He covered her with kisses, and then rolled over so he was strattling her. He paid careful attention to her breasts, rolling the nipples between his fingers, an suckling them to hear her moan.


Priss

"Please..." Tears welled from Priss's eyes ash she thrashed her head on the pillow. It hurt. She was burning up. They made love slowly and carefully, and Priss sighed as she basked in the afterglow. Then she turned heavylidded eyes on Giles and smiled slightly before starting to kiss down his body.


Sabre

"Mine. My mated." Sabre claimed her mouth in a brutal kiss, fangs scraping against each other and blood welling into their mouths. "*Mine*." They mated on the bedsheets, furiously and possessively, blood dripping down onto the sheets as they bit and clawed at each other.


Giles

He looked at her through sleepy eyes.

"Again?" he asked surprised. Usually they just went to sleep afterwards.


Dru

Dru rode Sabre fast and hard, sinking her fangs into his neck as she climaxed, drinking just a few mouthfuls. She'd gotten used to how much she could take before she passed out.

"Oh, how pretty!" she cried, as she pulled away, and then used the blood from his neck to draw pictures on his chest. Then she licked it clean.


Sabre

Sabre just growled at her, a fire burning behind his amber eyes. "Mine..." He carressed her body, and purred softly before he dragged her down onto the bed again.


Priss

"Why not?" Priss smiled seductively at him. "I feel rather...fey today." Her skin was still burning and, and she *needed*. She licked her lips with her small pink tongue and the waves of glamour coming from her got stronger.


Sabre

Sabre just growled at her, a fire burning behind his amber eyes. "Mine..." He carressed her body, and purred softly before he dragged her down onto the bed again.


Dru

Dru moaned in pleasure as Sabre slipped his fangs through her skin and took a sip. Bloodplay was so delicious.

"I love you so much, mydark prince!" she cried out in ecstasy.


Giles

"Love, I am so tired. But you Know I'll do anything for you," Giles replied, kissing her long and passionately.


Dru

"Yours," Dru promised, as she decided to share with him the perks of not having to breathe.

"I love thee so much, my dark prnce!"


Sabre

Sabre growled, his fangs still embedded in her neck. Marking her as his. He felt so hot. Like he was burning up. He couldn't seem to get enough of Dru...she was so wonderfully cold.


Priss

"I can help with that..." Priss whispered against his lips, then filled him with some of her own energy. "Better now, my love?" She said almost teasingly.


Sabre

"Love you too, lovely." Sabre kissed and nipped every inch of her body. "You taste so good..."


Giles

"Always, when you're around," he breathed, excited into her ear.


Priss

"I as well, my love." Priss smiled mischeivously at him, feeling the odd feelings running through her. She *wanted*. Now. "I love thee, Rupert."


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