Topic: I just posted this to a Buffy the Vampire Slayer fan group and they are freaking out.
Anonymous A started this discussion 9 years ago#65,088
Just hear me out. They have been training all night. They are so sleepy...so tired. Buffy is in a skin-tight little training leotard, and Giles...he had to take off his tweed jacket because the training room is too hot and muggy. He smells Buffy's feral sweat, her wild musk, waft into his nostrils as her taught, young muscles pulsate and throb with her elevated heartbeat, a pulse that is oh, so strong...so strong… Drunk with adrenaline and sleepiness, Giles having had one or two gins, they walk arm-in-arm back to the sales floor of the Magic Box, that empty, dark sales floor. “Buffy, there’s a new vampire that...” begins Giles, but he stops as Buffy turns to listen and they find their lips mere inches apart. Giles looks into Buffy’s sparkling eyes, and she looks at the very slight facial scruff that he has developed in the overnight training session. She is so young and innocent, thinks Giles. He is so mature, and strong, and smart, thinks Buffy. Before we know it, they are tearing clothes off and rolling around on the Magic Box floor, two bodies become one, the little slayer with her wise, old, manly watcher, until the sun rises.