Want. Take. Have.

The vampire mouse cowered under me, as though I was something mean and scary. I could smell her fear, heavy and poignant in the air in front of me. Vampire fear was the best, it's what sustained us. The stupid girl was about to fall on her lovely ass. I brushed my wrist against said part of her, and a zap of electricity shot up my arm. I thought of what I'd seen, and jealousy flashed through me. I fingered the dagger on my hip. I wanted to make her suffer.

"So you liked it?" I asked nonchalantly, hoping for some reply that wasn't "Yes." Harmony looked at me, sea green eyes welling with tears. Her breath came in shallow gasps, even though she didn't need it. I grew impatient.

"I asked you a question. Well? Did. You. Like. It." I leaned further in, hoping to intimidate the little cream puff. "I can make you talk. You know I can," I pressed the point of the blade under her ribs, making her whimper. Hey, I should do that more often.

"It wasn't that bad," she said. I managed a smile.

"Good." And walked away to hide the changing expressions on my face. I figure I could be in Cleveland by morning. Since obviously there was no need for me here. But no. I'm a Slayer, I have a job, and that job has benefits. I heard a giggle. I turned around. I wondered how to phrase this in a way that wouldn't scare Harmony off. If that way existed.

"On the other hand, I could always prove to be a loyal substitute," I said, finally. Her cute round face scrunched up. Good, she's confused. It made me smile.

"Substitute?"

"Yes. Faith and Harmony, in perfect unison." Where did that come from? Well, Slayers get to quip. Apparently, it worked. Harm's face turned red, lips pressing together. I walked toward her. I pressed those lips with my own, surprising the fledgling. They felt just as I imagined, soft and delicate, with a hint of danger. I held her face between my lands, and she sighed. My breasts brushed against hers. She made a noise that sent me closer to the edge, which made me push my thigh between her own. They were so soft, I felt like I was coming home. Harmony surprised me by doing the same, and I paused. This was too easy. You'd think a girl like her would shy away from situations like these. Of course, a strong will wasn't one of Harmony's best features. She turned her head, breaking a kiss.

"We can't do this," she whispered. I rolled my eyes. What a cheesy line. "I mean, you're nice and all, but this is a hallway. Think of what Angel would say." Harm continued. She thinks I'm nice. Ha! How silly. We were just making out, and I'm still flattered.

"Shh," I said. "That didn't matter a while ago, and it shouldn't matter now." I took Harmony's chin into my hand, and lifted her face.

"No one has to know," I reassured her. "This is between us, okay?"

Thankfully that worked. Harm turned around, going into a dark empty office. I followed her, watching her move away. Her champagne colored skirt shone in the fluorescent light, disappearing into the room, and her starched shirt lay perfectly against her back. I entered the room, looking around. The lights were still off, the night sky filtering through the windows, and no one was here.

"All clear!" Harmony said, turning around. I pressed her against the door, resuming what we were doing in the hallway. I wanted to feel those soft creamy thighs again. I ran my hands up her thighs, groaning as I reached her panties. Harm pressed her hands against my back, and I moaned. I cupped her breasts, quickly unbuttoning the white work shirt, revealing two firm cups, with cartoon faces printed over them. A Hello Kitty bra.

Cute. Wonder if she purrs.

I always did love a new vampire.

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Two hours later

Well, that question's answered.