Drabble: The Burn

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TITLE: The Burn
AUTHOR: LJS
RATING: G-ish
PAIRING: Giles/Anya-ish
SUMMARY: Season Six, a step off canon. After patrolling, in the Magic Box, alone, Giles and Anya.

“Obviously you should take your clothes off.” Anya handed Giles a towel – far too inadequate for whatever she meant by these horrifying words. “That Skia demon goop is caustic.”

“I’m fine,” Giles said, despite the beginnings of the demon-burn through his suede and corduroy.

“Don’t be stupid. I’ve just trained you as my partner, I don’t want you hurt.” Frowning, she began to take off his jacket herself.

The touch of her hands was worse than the demon, er, goop – another, sweeter kind of heat. “I’ll do it,” he said. She kept going.

He burned for her. He was lost.

Short - Pulling a Rabbit Out

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Title: Pulling a Rabbit Out
Rating: G-ish
Pairing: Giles/Anya
Setting: Tabula Rasa
Word Count: 281
Note: And we have two stories starting off with the same line. The other is LJS' delightful drabble The Burn. Presumably this means you can start off with the last line of either story.

“Obviously you should take your clothes off.”

“Good Lord, I can read Sumerian.” Rupert paused. Surely his fiance hadn't just said … “I beg your pardon?”

“We've lost our memories, we've been attacked by vampires, your son doesn't like me, and the shop is in danger. That's all very stressful.”

“And you're suggesting?”

“Sex relieves stress. We should have sex.”

“Those problems are all rather pressing, well possibly not Randy hating you. That doesn't seem quite fixable. But perhaps we should work on not dying first?” Hold on, had he just turned down sex? Rupert found himself wiping his glasses as he wondered if he were dependent on Viagra to well, er, perform.

“Fine.” Anya grabbed a book from the table and opened it to a random page. “Bara bara himble gemination.”

“Wait, you don't know …” She screamed and grabbed him, which was rather nice actually. Ah, and excellent, no Viagra necessary. “It's just a rabbit,” he said as he reached an arm around her waist. Given what she'd just said about sex and, well, she was his fiance, surely she wouldn't mind if he lowered his hand just a bit.

She stepped out of his arms before he had a chance to cop a feel. “Just a rabbit? If you loved me, you'd be just as scared of that … that …”

“Bunny?”

Oh dear, apparently she didn't like to be teased. Grabbing the book again, she chanted, “Himble abri, abri voyon.” Two more rabbits appeared, one siting on her shoe. Shrieking, Anya jumped onto a chair. “This is all your fault!”

“My fault? How do you …”

“If we'd been having sex, none of this would have happened.”

Three Times Giles Was Lost and One Time He Wasn't

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Title: Three Times Giles Was Lost and One Time He Wasn't
Rating: Teen? Sex, kinky but not explicit
Word Count: 216
Note: Yeah, I modified the first line.

Ripper was lost. Blindfolded and spread across the bed, not bound but not allowed to move that was the game, as hands and lips touched him, touched him everywhere all at once – a feather stroking up his thigh, a flash of hotcold resolving to cold as icy water splashed across his chest – until he could no longer tell which way was up.

Giles was lost. The comforting landscape, the familiar bookshelves, nine stacks by three, had given way to a maze of books, piled high and towering over him, until he couldn't find his way. It was small, he knew the library was small damn it, and yet he had no clue which way to turn.

Rupert was lost. Buffy's body had been buried in the cold, dark ground as he stood above, alone even with all the children about, alone in a day that seemed chill and gray despite the California sunshine.

In the darkened room, he heardfelt more than saw as he poured the Scotch into the glass. The phone rang and he sank deeper into the chair as Xander's voice, stifled by the distance, stretched across the room but not quite touching him. Out of the whole spiel, he heard only two words: Buffy's back. He booked the next flight out to Sunnydale.