Giles locked the front door, then turned to Willow, a ripperish smile
on his face. She looked him in the eye, with a wicked smile of her
own.
" Upstairs," she ordered.
His brow shot up at the tone of her voice. This was something new. He
liked it. He liked it alot. His smile growing, his jeans tightening,
he did as he was told. Willow watched as he made his way up the
stairs, her green eyes taking in the view with a lustful hunger,
then followed. Inside the bedroom, Giles reached for her, a kiss on
his mind. Willow, however, had other plans.
" Clothes, off, now, " she instructed, in the same firm voice from
before.
Never had he undressed so quickly, clothes flying everywhere. When he
was finished, he once again reached for her. This time, she gave him
a not so gentle shove, sending him sprawling onto the bed.
Willow took a moment to enjoy the sight of him, all happily naked and
just a bit confused, then went to the closet, only to emerge a second
later, with some of his ties in hand. His brows shot up as she
stepped over to him. Without saying a word, she took his hand and
went about restraining him.
" You ok? "
Buffy looked up from the cd case in her hand.
" Yeah, I'm fine, sweetie, " she said, giving Angel a kiss.
He took the cd from her and studied it.
" I admit, I'm more of a Sinatra man..Billie Hoilday, Etta
James...Tony Bennett, the best, " he noted. " But I do like The
Floyd. "
He got up from the sofa, walked over to the boombox and put it on.
" Yeah, they aren't too bad, for time warpers. "
He chuckled, as he rejoined her. " Hey, from my side of life, they're
teenagers. "
She laughed. " Yep, guess you've heard it all, being, your age. "
He gave her a look. " Was that an old gag? "
" Hmmmmm, if the dentures fit, " she teased.
" I'll have you know, Slayer, " he purred, brushing his lips over her
neck. " That these, are definately, the real thing. "
She closed her eyes as he kissed her, his mouth taking a soft nibble,
and Floyd played on.
Giles closed his eyes, reveling in the touch of Willow and silk. She
finished fastening his ankle to the foot board, stepped back to
survey her work, then left the room. Giles, realizing she was no
longer on the bed, opened his eyes. Seeing that he was all alone, a
spark of panic rushed through him. It faded fast, however, as he
heard the familiar strains of Us and Them waft through the air.
Turning to the doorway, he was greeted by the sight of his redhead,
an evil smile on her face, a jar in her hand.
Walking over to the bed, she placed the jar on the nightstand. Giles'
smile nearly lept off his face when he saw it was caramel sauce.
Suddenly, he was emmensly glad that they had had that last Scooby
meeting there. Thank God for Anya and her sundaes!
" Hmmmmm, " she purred, her eyes moving down his body. " Looks like
you approve of my sweet tooth. "
He swallowed hard, pulling on the silk that held him down. He needed
to touch her, to feel her, to love her. Willow smiled, enjoying his
struggle, reluctant to turn away. But soon, she felt her own desire
calling out impatiently and moved on with the next part of her plan.
Locking her eyes into his, her smile grew as she began to slowly
undress.
"You what? " Xander got out of bed and paced the room. " Xander, tell
me I did not just here you say that you want to be a vampire! "
" A souled vampire, " he hastily pointed out, giving her an assuring
look. " A vampire with a soul! Like Angel. "
" Are you insane? What am I saying, of course you are! Why else would
you say such a ridiculous thing? "
" I explained it to you, honey, " he replied, moving back to the
bed. " Tonight, I watched them..Angel, Spike, Giles...they're all
special. They have meaning in their lives..or, unlives. I wanna be
something special, An. Angel and Spike are vamps, super powers, never
die, coolness in the bottomless big gulp champaigne of life, no i.d.
needed. Giles is a watcher. Ok, a different kind of cool, but even in
a Mr. Brains sorta way, it's still something special. Plus, that
whole, Ripper thing? Way Clark Kent. Me? Me, I'm nothing. "
" That's not true! You're you, Xander, the man I love, " she proudly
stated, taking his hand.
He smiled a small smile and sat down next to her.
" If I'm anything special, An, it's because of you. "
He lifted her hand to his lips and placed a soft kiss on it.
" Alexander LaVelle Harris, that is a steaming pile of doody! " she
snapped, jerking away from him. " You are perfectly special all on
your own! Look at yourself! You've got a good job, good friends, a
heart the size of a large, western state..you're smart, funny,
charmingly handsome, loyal and decent! You are kind, loving...you
share the grape popcicles and don't yell when I take several hours to
fix my hair. Plus, you never go to sleep until you've given me plenty
of orgasms. " She put a hand on his cheek. " I love you because YOU
are so special. "
He just looked at her, his eyes brimming with tears. How had he
gotten so lucky?
" I love you, Anya. "
She wiped a tear away from her own eye and moved to his lap.
" I love you, Xander. Breathing.....breathing Xander. "
He had to smile. " What would I do without you? "
He pressed his lips to hers and kissed her tenderly, his arms
wrapping around her tight.
" So, " she sighed, when the kiss was over, " no Vamp Xander? "
" No Vamp Xander. " She smiled. " But, " he added, raising a brow and
smiling. " That doesn't mean I still can't bite you. "
She gave him a brow of her own and giggled as he gently threw her
back onto the bed, laughing evilly.
Giles was either in heaven or hell, he wasn't exactly sure and he
really didn't care. Willow was mere inches away from him, taunting
him cruelly as she slowly slid her jeans off, turning her back to him
while she bent over to remove her socks. He watched as she took her
time, swaying her backside ever so slightly. < How bloody long does
it take to pull off a pair of socks? >
Willow smiled, more than a little proud of herself. She knew he was
suffering from her delicious torture and that he was loving every
minute of it. Out of the corner of her eye, she saw the fruits of her
labor and pushed back the urge to just pounce. Giggling to herself,
she tossed the last sock aside, then turned to face him.
Allowing a long, raspy moan to escape from her lips, she closed her
eyes, tossed her head back and began unbuttoning her blouse. Giles
bit his tongue to keep from moaning himself. So this was her game.
Well, he certainly wasn't going to give in without a fight.
" I love you. "
Cordelia opened her eyes to find Spike smiling down at her.
" You're not so bad yourself, " she teased.
His smile grew. " You bloody love me, woman, just admit it! "
" Aren't we the cocky one? "
" That's one of the reasons ya love me. "
She laughed and pulled him to her.
" Yes, I love you! Now shut up and kiss me! "
He happily did as told, his mouth tasting hers with a softness one
would have never guessed him to possess. When he finished, he held
her in his arms and sighed.
" I leave you breathless, huh? "
" Pet, if I had any breath, you would take it away. "
She snuggled closer to him, closing her eyes and smiling.
" Well, I'm betting we aren't the only ones that are breathless
tonight, " she mused.
" Would you be reffering to Red and her old man watcher? " he cooed.
She slapped his chest and tried not to laugh.
" Hey, you so have no business talking about anyone's age, Mr. I was
alive during prohibition. Besides, Giles may be a little older than
Will, but he certainly does know how to take care of her. "
" I hope the chit made him take his bleedin' vitamins today. Cor,
pet, did you see the poor thing? She looked like she was ready to
explode. Ol' Rupert may not be with us after Red gets through with
him. "
Cordy chuckled, her mind reflecting on her redheaded friend. Spike
just may have a point.
The room was on fire. At least, for Giles it was. Willow was
lingering on the black, lace bra that now hung loosely off her
shoulders, teasing him by slipping it down slowly, then sliding it
back up. His body was aching for her, his mouth hungry for her taste.
If he had to wait much longer, he was going to die. There was no
doubt in his mind. Willow smiled, savoring his need as well as her
own desire, which was now demanding attention. With a deep,
breathless sigh, she ended his suffering, tossing the lace away. His
eyes grew wide as they drank in her perfect, pale breasts, his tongue
gliding over his lips in anticipation. She was incredible.
Fingers gripping the last remaining piece of clothing, she tugged
gently on her black panties and eased them off. Giles couldn't help
but moan deeply as they fell down her long, luscious legs, joining
the pile on the floor. Giving him a knowing wink, she licked her lips
and joined him on the bed.
