Jason Schuyler

"You'll have to Gabriel, just so we are straight on this. Before I.. you'll have to kill me."

She shrugged again, looked at the pillowcase once more, carefully searching for more lint to pull - anything to keep from looking at him. "I've french kissed vamps before - evil ones that take out towns because they are bored. Let her drink my blood too, almost got off on it at the time."

"I've called undead psycho-serial killers big brother. My ex-business partner is a Vamp, and my lawyer is a demon that looks like Godzilla. You are no worse than them, and most likely much better."

"What it means is that he - whatever he is, is a majorly fucked up, scary mofo."

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"Been there on the vampire thing. Love when the fangs cut yer tongue and they suck on it? God, love that pa... Fuck.' Hitting the mattress with his fist. 'Wrong time for those thoughts."

Shifting, groaning. 'Yeah, like I was saying. He may be big and bad, Doll, but you can be worse. You have to remember that."

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Laughs and reaches up, tugging at Gabriel's hair. "Bad thoughts, no cookie."

"If he's the one Greg was talking about, he's bigger than bad. He's got Adrian scared and can apparently control wolves."

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Groaning at that tuck, grinning, warming back up.

"I don't want a cookie, dammit. I want..."

Letting that fall, looking from the wolf to Leela and back.

"Yeah. Cookies. Sure."

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She closes her eyes, sighs as she remembers Willows lips on her neck, the fangs biting into her, the euphoria as she was held and the final kiss Willow left behind, taste of her own blood on her lips..she opens her eyes and snaps back to reality.

..."Oh God such the wrong time fo those thoughts" She shifts slightly on the bed, tries not to shift, to move at all.

"Maybe you ought to meet the guy before you say that Gabriel. Seriously."

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Winking at her, scenting that arousal, that need.

"Yeah, it is a bad time. So close to the moon, who knows what I might do."

But his eyes reflect his smile.

"I don't fear much. I've lived with Raina. And been tormented by Nikolaos. Not much scares me."

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Gives him a side glance, not really looking at him, in fact trying very hard not to actually look at him, look into his eyes again. Still human enough to think that if he doesn't see her desire he won't know it's there.

.."heh, very funny Gabriel. And I lived with Raina too. I'm simply telling you..she's nothing like him. There is something WRONG with him."

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"Kill him. Then you won't have to worry.'

Cheerful. Smiling. Yet the look in his eyes, deadly serious.

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"That is an option." She sits there, mulling it over.

"I'd have to ..waitasecond! I just can't go around killing people because they give me the heebyjeebies. It's just not done."

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"It isn't? You forget who yer talking to, Dollface. I have and did do exactly that. Staked vampires. Tore the throats out of other shifters. Remember? I did snuf films for profit~~and fun~~."

Arching a brow, almost as if pushing her, goading her.

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Eyes darken as she glares at him.

"Newsflash, Gabriel, I'm not you. And I'm not gonna do something like that just because I fucking can. Even if I fucking could"

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"Nice to see that heat in you, Dollface. Directed at something other than my libido.'

Smirking, looking almost prideful, proud.

"Remember that feeling, Doll. That feeling of outrage. Of humanity. Because, fucking trust me on this.. If you never fucking listen to another thing I say? That is fucking easy as hell to lose. And you start to forget. Forget what it means. Forget how easy it to be good, to be moral and realize how easy it is to merely win. To control."

Growling softly, reaching up with one nail and digging a deep furrow down the side of his face.

"You forget pain. You forget love. You lose yer goddamn soul. Trust me."

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She's at him in a flash, on top of him practically, grabbing his hand and holding it there, not letting it go further.

"Gabriel, stop it, Stop it Gabriel! Damn, you're bleeding - please stop, you need to.."

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Leans up and slowly moves both of their hands, then licks the wound. "Don't."

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Wincing, almost as if remembering where he was, with whom. Not stopping Leela though for a moment anger and rage flash in his eyes. Almost coming up, taking her down, taking...

Going still, feeling that hot tongue on his skin. 'I'm sorry. Both of you. I'm sorry.'

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Just looks at Gabriel. "Don't apologize, you were making a point."

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Shakes his head. "Right now neither of you need me and my issues."

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...voice breaking, she looks into Gabriels eyes. "Why did you do that? You think I can't see that you care? Or are you trying to prove to yourself that you don't? Because if that's what you think you're doing - you're lying.

"I can see the ..I can see you Gabriel. And its not all sweetness and light. But you aren't empty either. You aren't. I'd feel it if you were." She bends down, kisses him on the forehead, holding her lips there for a few moments then pulls away reluctantly.

"Don't do that again Gabriel. It won't convince me and it's a waste of good blood."

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"Maybe I don't want to care, Dollface. It doesn't do me any good. Learned that before I was even made. And I'm damn good at lying. To myself. Others."

Shifting, forcing himself to put in space between himself and them both.

"I've hurt a lot of people. I don't regret much of it. But that doesn't mean I want to keep doing it. Soul or not."

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Pulls him back. "Nope, not getting away. Besides, I'm going to need your help tonight."

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Laughing softly, nuzzling at his cheek.

"I'm sure you could find someo...' Losing his desire to joke about that, merely nodding.

"As you want, pup."

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Nods, looking firm. "I want."

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"There's only one person I've seen you hurt so far, and he's sitting in front of me". Her hand slowly comes up to stroke his face, touch the edge of the gash in his skin. "And I really wish you'd stop doing it - mentally and physically."

She reluctantly pulls her hand away, fingers red with his blood.

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"Yeah, I know. I suck."

Shivering, wanting to pull away from her touch. But then, seeing her bloodied fingers, his hand captures her wrist, bringing her fingers to his lips and suckling them clean.

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