Title: The FeastAuthor: Lisa druinsanityCharacters/Pairing: Drusilla/WilliamRating: NC-17Disclaimer: Joss is boss and I am… me. I so don’t own them.Summary: Written for btvsats_20. Pre SeriesPrompt: What is your favorite food, and why?My favorite meal is soft. He always touches me so soft as if I were fragile resembling one of my porcelain dolls. Somehow with my William even the delicate contact is filled with a passion so wild that to tame it is almost impossible. Always want more. Always need more.A harsh ripping of clothes meets the stark contrast of a whisper soft kiss or a silken touch. Cool sheets meet skin; I can almost drown in them with the man on top of me. Limbs tangle with limbs unable to reach such a point where there is too much touching. Can’t touch enough. Can’t feel enough. Never enough.Two bodies combined and moving as one. I am my William and he is me. We surround each other until there is no way to tell where one begins and the other ends. Hot and wet, but still so soft. He’s always soft.I bare my teeth and gingerly sink them into his skin. He does the same against my neck and we both feast, the crimson meal a mixture of both him and myself. Drink. Drink as the world spins about us. I feast on William and myself as one. Even the air is filled with a most erotic pleasure of sensual delight.Resting back against the sheets, I keep him against me; my own personal blanket. He’s whispering sweet words to me, his lips fluttering against my ear. Soft. He’s always soft.