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Thank you shelly!!! I’m glad you like it

Before reading, let me say that for this part I just tried to think Drusilla and Angelus’ freaky way, then I added my likeableness for Riley (I violently hate the character, nothing against the actor, of course!)... and this is the result! I just hope not to astonish you too much…

PART 29 (NC 17!!!!!)

After a few minutes, Riley woke up, finding himself chained to a wall in front of where Buffy still lay chained, totally unconscious and unaware of everything that was happening.
“Finally, let’s start the dance!” Angelus sneered, opening a little black bottle with a mysterious content.
“Now, we’ll play to ‘Have you ever wondered?’!” Drusilla exulted, clapping her hands happily.
“Wha...” Riley exclaimed, as Angelus got closer to his prisoner.
“Have you ever wondered what a vampire feels when they are in touch with holy water? Well, it feels something like this!” he chuckled, pouring a few drops of the liquid on his face.
When the liquid touched his skin from his forehead to his cheek, Riley screamed madly, figuring out what it was: sulphuric acid.
Drusilla burst out laughing, pulling Angelus to herself.
“These screams are such a beautiful music, can you hear it? C’mon, my love, dance with me!” she exclaimed, swinging slowly with him.
As they danced, the vampiress took a glimpse of the poker next to the fireplace and she parted from her Sire.
“It’s my turn, it’s my turn!” she exclaimed with the excitement of a kid, taking the tool and letting the fire overheat the other end. “Have you ever wondered what a vampire feels when they touch a cross?” she asked Riley, who was still in pain due to the previous experience with Angelus.
With one hand, Drusilla ripped out Riley’s shirt, touching his bare chest.
“It feels like this!” she laughed, marking his chest with the poker... just over where his heart was, as the boy cursed in blinding pain.
The girl came back to her beloved’s arms that were waiting for her eagerly.
“It’s a pity that she’s still sleeping and she can’t play with us...” she murmured, pointing at Buffy.
“Well, Dru, she will next time...” he commented, hugging her.
“Yeah, she lost the ride on this merry-go-round, but the funfair has plenty of them!” she giggled, kissing him savagely.
“So, do you want to resume playing? I have a funny idea...” Angelus whispered, telling her his idea, and she giggled in delight.

They came back to their victim who looked at them with pure terror in his eyes, well aware that the perverted and kinky vampires weren’t even remotely done with him.
“Let’s change games!” Angelus exclaimed, as they both held one of Riley’s hands.
“Yes, let’s play at ‘Where does it hurt the most?’, Daddy just explained the rules to me...” she went on with a devilish smile.
“I say ‘thumb’!” Angelus said, grasping his thumb.
“What the hel... AAAAAAAAAAAHH!” Riley screamed when he felt his finger break with a painful creak.
“I say ‘pinkie’!” Drusilla said, doing the same with that finger, making him scream even more.
“Middle!” “Ring!” they exclaimed at the same time, breaking them, and then they reached the last one, making Riley scream the most because they broke it together.
“ Well, I guess ‘Index ‘ is the winner...” Angelus smiled as Drusilla didn’t seem to be that sure.
“Uhm... I don’t know...” she murmured, staring at Riley’s other hand, but he noticed that, too.
“Noo... please have mercy of me!” the soldier implored with a croaky voice, but they didn’t listen at his words. Drusilla got closer to him, dragging Angelus with her and smiling at him.
“Miss Edith says we should verify on the other hand...” she suggested ... and that’s precisely what they did.

“Ple- aa see... I ... I beg y-you... kill me...” Riley asked them with huge effort.
“So soon? Naaah, my friend, we are still planning such nice things to do with you, and you’re gonna scream way more than now, so much so that you’ll lose your voice!” Angelus warned him with an evil laughter.
The vampire approached to the fireplace, taking a stump and letting the other end burn. After that he came back to Riley who already knew he’ll have to endure the painful consequences.
“You know, I haven’t found a name for this game yet...” he said, touching the soldier’s shoulder and right arm with the fire. “But it’s fun anyway, isn’t it?” he sneered, getting a freezing scream as answer, as Riley smashed himself against the wall in an attempt to extinguish the flames on his body, but when he finally succeeded ... his shoulder and right arm were seriously burnt.
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Lots of other tortures after, Riley laid on his knees without the strength to stand up anymore, when Drusilla picked something from a drawer, approaching her lover.

“What’s up, my Angelus? Don’t you wanna play anymore?” she murmured, caressing his face in a very sensual way.
“I’m kind of bored now, but I’ll really enjoy seeing you play, my baby!” he smiled kissing her quickly.
She trotted back to their victim who laboriously raised his head to see her kneel in front of him.
“Can you say my name? Dru-sil-la!” she exclaimed, swinging.
Riley tried to talk, but as Angelus had warned him.. he had lost his voice after all the screaming.
“Oh, poor guy, you can’t!” she murmured sweetly, looking at him with fake sympathy and caressing the not corroded side of his face. “Well, I’d better write it somewhere, so you won’t forget it anymore!” she explained, showing him the bradawl she had taken from the drawer and turning him on his back, one of the very few places where the two vampires hadn’t left a sign yet. “And I’ll also write Angelus’ name.. and Miss Edith, too, of course, otherwise she will be cross with me..” she added, starting to carve his skin, as the boy kept telling himself it was just a nightmare and he would wake up soon.
But, if it was a nightmare... it was becoming too painfully realistic to him.

Suddenly, the vampiress saw something pop out from the pocket of his jeans and she took it, studying it.
“Uhmm, a fake stake? Maybe we’ll save this for later just for me and you, honey..” she commented, throwing it to Angelus.
“Instead, with you...” she went on, looking at Riley again, taking a nearby chair and breaking two of its legs. “... I prefer to use the real ones!” she sneered. “Now we’ll play to ‘The messy Slayer’, it goes like this: do you know where the good Slayer must stake the bad Vampire to kill him? Maybe the legs?” she said, sinking the two pointy pieces of wood into his thighs. “No, wait! Maybe it was the stomach!” she went on, hitting him on his stomach. “Or the shoulder...” she staked his left shoulder, the one that wasn’t burned. “All of the sudden, I think I’ve finally remembered where it is...” she said, but before she could stake his heart, she heard Angelus clear his throat.
“Druuu... aren’t you done yet?” he exclaimed bored, and then he looked at Riley. “It’s nothing personal, mate, but you know… I’m feeling peckish!” he sneered, getting up from the bed where he laid and slipping into his game-face. “So?” he growled impatiently at Drusilla.
“Well, I guess the game is over...” she said, licking the blood away from the rudimental stakes, exciting her Sire. “Plus, you aren’t screaming anymore, no more music, it’s no more fun!” she complained pouting, but she smiled immediately after. “Ok, my love...” she said, taking Angelus by the hand and bending down with him towards their prey. “Dinner is served!” she declared, shifting into her demonic visage and biting his neck, as Angelus had already sunk his fangs into the other side.

They drained him in a few minutes, getting up.
“He tasted of bombs and tanks!” she exclaimed, licking her lips and coming back to her human features.
“Sure, Dru, sure!” Angelus pretended to agree, rolling his eyes and mirroring his lover’s actions. “Poor stupid idiot, what did he think? That he could have a deal with *me *? He..” the vampire commented, but he stopped when he saw his Childe whine and clutch her temples, whimpering.
“The soldier is a liar.. my poor William..” she murmured, kneeling on the floor as Angelus held her, realizing that in the meantime also Buffy had started complaining in her sleep.
“Spiiiiiiiiiiiiiiike!” the blonde murmured in pain.
Drusilla called his name, too.
“The crypt is dark, so it’s safe. But it won’t be dark where he’s now.. so he’s not safe. I can’t see him..” she said, getting up and approaching to the exit.
“Where are you going? It will be dawn in less than one hour!” her Sire made her notice, blocking her, but she growled at him, pushing him away and breaking free with the fury of a lioness when someone attacks her cubs.
“Gotta help who can help him...” she explained, running away before he could stop her.

He turned to Buffy who kept whining and calling out for her Sire.
“Women, who understands them?” he snorted, rolling his eyes once again, wishing that his beloved Childe came back to him safe and sound.

TBC

You’ll adore Dru in the next post! ;)





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