The Kiss was nominated for a 1999 Golden Frog Award in the category of Best Sappy/Love Fic.
Summary: Willow's pov in the scene in The Wish where they kill Cordelia.
Spoilers: Uh, The Wish. I think. :)
Disclaimer: These characters aren't mine, no matter how much I wish they
were. < sigh > They belong to Joss Whedon and the WB I have to live
with borrowing them for my stories.
Rating: TV16
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The Kiss was nominated for a 1999 Golden Frog Award in the category
of Best Sappy/Love Fic.
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by: Amy
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"You're in a big cage..." I held up the key to it, teasing the stupid man. Suddenly a cross came up, forcing me away. Not like it mattered, we had what we wanted. Would have been nice, though, being able to kill another before we left. Only two this time. What kind of a count was that??
I smiled at him triumphantly, and he looked at us in horror as I made my way over to my lover. Xander was holding the girl in a tight, hurting grip. I smiled at him. He looked so delicious in leather. Winking at me, he forced Cordelia's head to the side and looked at the man in the cage.
"So you're a Watcher? Watch this." I had to stifle a laugh of delight as he sank his fangs into the left-back of her neck. Watching him feed was almost the greatest pleasure... Almost as great as when I fed with him. Her neck tilted back a little, an invitation of Xander's.
I walked forward and placed my arms around her waist, hugging her trembling body to me. Sinking my fangs in, I felt the life slowly drain from her. Ah, this was great, to kill another of the humans who had made my life a living torture. Payback is the sweetest revenge.
I moved my mouth on her neck a little more to increase the pain of her death. Xander's hands wound themselves roughly through my hair as we shared this experience-- So passionate, so full of lust and death. A promise of later, when we were alone. The kiss of death was so upon us, I couldn't wait for that later. None of our other kills had been quite this erotic.
The blood was like the finest wine. It spilled over my tongue, eliciting a little cry from me. My hands snaked up her waist to touch Xander's arm. Swallow by swallow, she was dying. I could sense her confusion as it got darker. She whispered, "Xander?" right before we pulled back. Her eyes closed and Xander dumped her body unceremoniously on the ground.
I looked at her a moment, the smile half leaving my face. A second later, my weird remorse left me and I grinned at Xander and the Watcher as I sauntered towards the door. I tossed the key behind me and it clattered to the ground.
More games were later.
The End