andthemess (![[info]](http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif){kind=small} andthemess) wrote,@ 2006-10-24 01:41:00 |
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Angel's Territory
He could still smell them all on her. At times, they wafted off of her in waves. It was always there; dull, faded, too faint to notice unless he searched the air for it.
Those were always the best nights. Reclaiming her from the men who failed to see Angel's mark all over her, inside her. When they looked at her with anything less than a choir boy's eyes, they should've seen his demon roaring from behind her own. Defiant, naive whelps.
She had let them invade Angel's territory. She was as bad if not worse than they were. Which is why she was on the receiving end of the punishment and not they. At times, he knew it was her intention, her revenge on Angel for deserting her. In the recesses of her mind, how couldn't she know that they would recouple and that he would know every lover she'd had between her first and last? She would answer Angel every night with a defiant stare and a fiendish womanly smile.
Angel was no fool; she wasn't a prize that could be won or land to be conquered. Angel would opt to slowly win her back over time with his attentions.
Too bad he wasn't Angel.
He could still smell them all on her. At times, they wafted off of her in waves. It was always there; dull, faded, too faint to notice unless he searched the air for it.
Those were always the best nights. Reclaiming her from the men who failed to see Angel's mark all over her, inside her. When they looked at her with anything less than a choir boy's eyes, they should've seen his demon roaring from behind her own. Defiant, naive whelps.
She had let them invade Angel's territory. She was as bad if not worse than they were. Which is why she was on the receiving end of the punishment and not they. At times, he knew it was her intention, her revenge on Angel for deserting her. In the recesses of her mind, how couldn't she know that they would recouple and that he would know every lover she'd had between her first and last? She would answer Angel every night with a defiant stare and a fiendish womanly smile.
Angel was no fool; she wasn't a prize that could be won or land to be conquered. Angel would opt to slowly win her back over time with his attentions.
Too bad he wasn't Angel.
