I don't lick boots...

Tue, 15 Nov 2005 01:26:02 GMT

Title: An Ounce of Flesh
Author: Maeg
Rating: R
Characters: Angelus
Prompt: #7 Lust
Word Count: 254
Disclaimer: Joss don't sue me :)
Author's Notes: Set during Season 4 AtS
List: The List

An ounce of flesh. A pound of flesh. In the end it's just a pile of flesh you got to cut off some dumb bitch for not begging you just the right way. Doesn't nourish you like plunging your fangs into the nubile throat of a young girl who tells Daddy she's a good girl by day but at night? She's smells as thick and rich as anything I could ever remember smelling, even when I was mortal nothing smelled so sweet. Delicate flesh being manipulated between strong fingers. Full lips spread and her mouth drops into the form of an 'O' but falling short of sound. When she finally does manage to muster up the strength and wherewithal to scream it comes out more like a strangled moan leaving the both of us unsure if it were of pain or pleasure.

My fingers carefully hang the torn length of fabric, smiling proudly at my welcome display for her. I'm sure not even as a kid she came home to find a banner welcoming her home, her Mother was never sober enough to. And look at me, making her a fucking banner to welcome her home. There's my girl. I could hardly wait. I desire to bring down a Slayer was hammering inside my body, if my heart beat it would be threatening to burst from my ribcage. The air felt full and ripe, thick with lust. Now all I had to do was wait for my girl to come, and she always does.

Tue, 15 Nov 2005 00:54:41 GMT

Title: Cake Jumper
Author: Maeg
Rating: G'ish
Characters: Riley
Prompt: #75 Celebration
Word Count: 462
Disclaimer: Joss don't sue me :)
Author's Notes: Set sometime during season 4
List: The List

It was strange. Okay not so much it as her, her being Buffy Summers the strangely cute girl in my Psych 101 class. Granted I've seen some strange things in my life being involved with the Initiative and normally it's me the odd ball chasing down some demon in the middle of the night, but this girl? This girl is beyond the word strange. She is quirky and leaves at the drop of a hat like she's off to some big celebration, a celebration where she's the center of attention. I bet she's the kind of girl who jumps out of cakes, no. No I'm sure she's not and maybe that's my wishful thinking. Who knows what that is because as I sit off to the side grading papers during Maggie's lecture? I find my eyes strangely drawn to her. Makes me wonder if she hadn't dropped that stack of books on me if I'd even be noticing her right now. Of course I would. She's Buffy Summers.

I try to glance away as she looks up intently from her pen chewing contest she's engaged in but I fall a split second behind and wind up with a goofy smile on my face. I can feel the heat spread across my face and I feel like a corn-fed idiot for blushing but she seems to think it's cute with the way she's dropped her head and is batting her lashes at me. Is she... flirting with me? Graham was right maybe this girl does have a thing for me, maybe she's just trying to get in good with the TA to get a good psych grade. Maybe if she weren't so cute looking at me like she is... the bell rings out and Maggie is hollering out the reading assignment as students file out of the auditorium. I carefully close my books and carry on small talk with Maggie until she disappears but before she does she looks back at me and at the person still in the room. She sighs and shakes her head before exiting and I'm standing there knowing who she was shaking her head at, Buffy.

"Riley right?" I hear from behind me and I turn and smile down at her, tucking my hands in my back pockets.

"Right." I say somewhat nervously and before I have the chance to say anything else a small slip of pink paper is pressed between my fingers in my back pocket and she's gone. I pull my hand from my pocket and carefully unfold the paper that smells like candy, like she does. Her number. I smile and tuck it carefully into my back pocket before picking up my bag and mixing in the hall with the rest of the crowd.

Thu, 03 Nov 2005 01:57:54 GMT

joss100 entries:

For Riley in joss100 Table #1:

001. Cemetery	002. Blood	003. Library	004. First	005. Dawn
006. Alley	007. Water	008. Fire	009. School	010. Heart
011. Yesterday	012. Today	013. Tomorrow	014. Sunlight	015. Darkness
016. Friend	017. Love	018. Hate	019. Isolation	020. Flower
021. House	022. Dream	023. Past	024. Future	025. Alcohol
026. Clouds	027. Box	028. Round	029. Toys	030. Train
031. Fountian	032. Elevator	033. Marble	034. Breath	035. Fog
036. Fantasy	037. Feild	038. Rain	039. Letter	040. Lake
041. Stain	042. Bound	043. Strain	044. Hard	045. Cold
046. Soft	047. Feathers	048. Fly	049. High	050. Low
051. Christmas	052. Halloween	053. Scent	054. Hearing	055. Sight
056. Touch	057. Satin	058. Cotton	059. Candle	060. Paint
061. Pictures	062. Hat	063. Winter	064. Summer	065. Fall
066. Spring	067. Sharp	068. Dull	069. Book	070. Music
071. Hair	072. Flat	073. Pain	074. Anniversary	075. ~~Celebration~~
076. Spray	077. Paper	078. Other	079. Unknown	080. Enemy
081. Aggravation	082. Joy	083. Television	084. Newspaper	085. Odd
086. Anxious	087. Sick	088. Death	089. Familiar	090. Distant
091. Close	092. Gift	093. Plastic	094. Words	095. Wall
096. Blocked	097. Free	098. Hole	099. Writer's Choice	100. Writer's Choice

for Angelus season 4 in joss100 table # 2:

001. Dreams	002. Nightmares	003. Daydreams	004. Emotion	005. Hot
006. Cold	007. Lust	008. Hate	009. Love	010. Anger
011. Jealousy	012. The Start	013. The End	014. The Past	015. The Future
016. Current	017. Illness	018. Health	019. Fight	020. Still
021. Lonely	022. Hunger	023. Vampire	024. Day	025. Night
026. Dark	027. Light	028. Shadow	029. Space	030. Coffin
031. Parent	032. Child	033. Blood	034. Rebirth	035. Life
036. Death	037. Resurrection	038. Dawn	039. Dusk	040. Midnight
041. Watch	042. Monsters	043. Time	044. Seasons	045. Want
046. Need	047. Vengence	048. Direction	049. First Love	050. Weapons
051. Destruction	052. Apocolypse	053. Faded	054. Colorless	055. Colorful
056. Black	057. White	058. Sunshine	059. Puppet	060. Birthday
061. Music	062. Sound	063. Silence	064. Ocean	065. Vast
066. Empty	067. Choices	068. Lost	069. Found	070. Full
071. Fall	072. Myth	073. Secret	074. Truth	075. Lie
076. Terror	077. Betrayal	078. Loyalty	079. Lover	080. Enemy
081. Book	082. Nature	083. Eternal	084. Serenity	085. Gold
086. Silver	087. Hero	088. Villian	089. Soul	090. Food
091.Visions	092. Earth	093. Regret	094. Chains	095. Red
096. Sky	097. Water	098.Nurture	099. Writer's Choice	100. Writer's Choice