Like in The Movies

by Dennis

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Title: Like In The Movies

Note: Chapter 2 of 'Take My Breath Away'... sort of.

Time: Starting the day after Buffy and Willow recognized that they had something special going on together.

Disclaimer: I don't own any of the characters obviously.... which really is a shame :)

Note 2 : Helps a lot if you are into movies and pop-culture

Comments: always welcome. Pleeeeease say something :)


Willow looked amused at Buffy and Xander.
"That was pretty bizarre!" She uttered.
"I think, they have run a 'Rocky Horror Picture Show'-special just yesterday..." Said Xander, not convincing anyone, including himself.
"Why would anyone keep a costume on, that showed you of like a baled, pale hunchback butler?" Said Buffy, remembering Willows expression as Xander was handed the tickets by the weird looking man behind the counter.
The redhead had stared mesmerized at him, like she couldn't believe her eyes. 'Well, he did have a pretty stunning costume and a very convincing makeup to go with it.' Thought Buffy and smiled. Her mind easing up from the strain she had worked up all day.

She had agreed with Willow, that Xander should know about them right away. No doubt about it. Actually telling him was a lot harder than agreeing to tell him though. The final strategy had been to go see a movie and then have a pizza at their place. — And then tell him.
So here they were, at the theater. In for a dose of 'The Ring' in the original Japanese version.

'Why should this be so hard?' Buffy thought. 'Xander loves us both, and he very definitely didn't have a problem with a girl-girl situation. At least not other girls. - And that's the hub, I guess!' She thought, and sighed.
Willow, picking up on her tension, squeezed her shoulder and send her a comforting look. She knew exactly how difficult this could be. She had worked up the guts to tell Buffy about Tara for several days.

Xander, busy eyeing some blond girl, and Buffy and Willow eyeing each other, all three just kept walking in front of the seats.
"Hang on!" Xander looked at the tickets. "We have gone to far... "
"How far?" Willow tried to look at the numbers on the tickets. But Xander's hand kept wavering.
He grinned in a pretty sly way.
"Not far... 'It's just a jump to the left!'"
Willow grabbed the tickets and said; "'and then a step to the right!' It's right here in front of us!!"
She pointed to the seat numbers and Buffy laughed.
"'Let's do the Timewarp again' — Or simply sit down. It's starting!" Buffy said, clearly amused.

The hole theater went quiet in a heartbeat as the commercials started.
'That's odd!' Buffy thought, but let it go and concentrated on the screen.
After a short while the actual movie started and the dead quite, became very obvious. Instantly reminding Buffy of the hole Gentlemen experience, when all of them lost their voices.
"Wi...-
The bright light was the first think assaulting her senses. Then the heat. Then the air. Then the fact that she was standing up straight.. wearing a long black coat and sunglasses.
"-..low!"

She looked around in shock. She was standing on top of a building. She turned, facing left she found Willow and Xander clad in shiny leather and plastic. Bother wearing sunglasses, looking extremely cool.
"What the fu.."
"Buffy, look out!!"
Willow pointed to her right.
She spun around.
A guy in a blank suit, whit shirt and black tie was pointing two guns at her, about 20 feet away.

"Now wait a second.." She started, before the first bullet came rushing at her.
'All this seems very familiar somehow' she thought, as she leaned backward, dodging the first bullet. As she did all the other bullets that followed in rapid succession. Leaving her flat on the back as gravity caught up.
"I.. I've never seen anyone move that fast!" Stuttered Willow.

Recovering from the sudden shift of scenery, Xander leapt to Buffy's side, as the suit-man walked up to Buffy, pointing his guns at her.
Xander put a gun, he just realized he had in his hand, to the temple of the man. He wanted to say 'drop them' but it came out 'Dodge this!'. - And he pulled the trigger.
A mix of the words 'oh my God' and 'powerful gun' went through his head, as the body went flying through the air in what seemed like slow motion.

"We...we..." Xander tried to say more, but quickly realized that he couldn't. He just dropped the gun in disgust and lent Buffy a hand.
"This seems very..." Said Willow, stepping closer.
"Fa...-"
And then it happened again. Like flicking channels on a TV-set, with yourself in it.
"..-miliar!" Said Buffy, not overwhelmed in the same way as before, but still very surprised at the scenery.

They were at sea. In the nighttime. Onboard a boat. Big boat. A very big boat. Buffy turned around and found Willow right by her side. 'Where's Xander..' She thought with barely suppressed horror, until she had turned all the way around and saw him.
He was standing with his feet in the railing. In the forefront of the boat. The absolute forefront of the boat. His arms spread out like he intended to fly away.
"Let me guess; you are 'the king of the world'?" Said Willow.
"I WAS about to say just that!" He agreed unwillingly.

He stepped carefully down from the railing, dizzy from looking down, and turned towards them.
"We are actually IN the movies and not AT the movies!" Willow shook her head 'only in Sunnydale'.
"It would seem so!" Said Buffy, shaking her head in sync with the redhead. 'So much for a simple night out.'
Xander picked up on it and tried to smile;
"Hey, not so doom and gloom. It could be fun!"
"Fun?! Xander we are on board the..- " Started Buffy, somewhat agitated.
From somewhere unseen, someone cried "ICEBERG STRAIGHT AHEAD!!".
".. Titanic! I don't think *fun* really applies!" She finished.

"Strange how often your sentences get cut of, Buf!" Said Willow, in a offbeat way.
"THAT'S the strange part???"
Buffy rolled her eyes, but couldn't help feeling slightly amused. Willows cuteness usually got to her that way.
"I wonder if we have any say in what mo..-" Started Buffy.
And then the surroundings changed. Non of them got particularly surprised this time around.
"-..vies we end up in?"

"See! Happened again! You got cut of! -" Willow was smiling until she looked around. "- Ohh..." She felt her hair rolled up in buns. One on each side of her head.
"Star Wars!" Exclaimed Xander smiling like he just got the dream of his life come true.
The smile faded quickly, when the walls started to move on in.
"Great! Guess I'm Luke Skywalker.. farmboy-hero... HEY! - I'm Reilly!!" Yelped Buffy a bit sardonic.
'Well, at least she's starting to lighten up.' Xander thought, while trying to stem a long metal pipe between the walls in the big trash-compactor.

They tried to stay on top of the trash, but found it increasingly difficult as the walls diminished the place with an alarming rate.
"C3PO!!R2!!"
Buffy screamed in the microphone, she had discovered in her hand. — Which made both Willow and Xander turn towards her looking like they couldn't believe their ears.
"It worked in the..-" She started, and looked around, waiting for a change of scenery.
Nothing happened, except the walls stopped moving in on them.

A series of beep-sounds emitted from the unit in her hand.
"Great! Can anyone understand pin-ball-ish?"
And then the change came.
"Thank.... God!" Said Xander.
They were in a fairly ordinary living room. No one was around, and they let out a collective sigh of relief, as they crashed down in the very soft couch that took up most of the floor space.

"Talk about interactive entertainment... Any idea what we are starring in now?... Will?" She looked quizingly at the redhead, but her girlfriend just shrugged.
"Haven't got a clue! Xander?"
Xander just looked pensive, but answered a moment later with a hesitant "Maybe."
"Well, is it... bad?"
Willows voice suggested that she anticipated the worst. The Texas Chainsaw Massacre, A nightmare on Elmstreet, Friday the 13th or Alien. But everything looked pretty calm. Normal to; the couch was in comfortable soft leather, the table a massive glass plate, the lamps modern, if a tad tacky. The word 'tacky' stuck in Willows mind, as the actual stars arrived.

"Oh, God!" Was all that came over Xander's lips, as the two women entered the room.
"Oh, my!" Said Buffy as her jaw dropped.
'Oh, no!' Thought Willow and swallowed a big gulp of air.
The first one had red lipstick on, and that was it. She looked and awful lot like a porn star Willow had seen on the Net. The second one war something with a faint resemblance to an Australian schoolgirl uniform, but didn't seem familiar at all. Both of them had an absolutely stunning body. — Not to mention picture perfect faces.
It didn't take a genius to figure out that they had moved on to a different sort of movie all together. Especially when the naked girl laid down on the glass table in front of them, and out of nowhere produced a small bottle of lubricant.

Willow caught Buffy's eye and smiled nervously.
The uniformed woman squirted a generous amount of liquid out on the naked girl. So abundantly that Buffy got some of it on her hand.
Buffy jolted as it hit her and looked helpless in Willows face.
Willow nodded her head in the direction of the to women in front of them. The uniformed one had started to rub the lotion in, but still caught the movement of Willows head in the corner of her eyes.
'If we don't get the chance to tell Xander, we can show him instead' thought Willow, embarrassed by the thought, but also, she admitted to herself, getting turned on by the display.

Buffy leaned forward, her hand stretching and shaking, as she nervously rubbed the lotion of on the naked girl's stomach. The skin felt warm and smooth, slick with stuff already put on her. The woman in uniform grabbed Buffy's hand as she was about to pull it back. She squeezed it softly and looked at Willow, evidently thinking of something.
' Does she read my mind?' She thought, as the woman placed Buffy's hand on one of her breasts. To her own surprise Willow had a thin silk shirt on and could feel Buffy's touch extremely well through it.
Xander, a tad more pale than usual, felt his mouth go dry. 'When do I wake up?' He thought incoherently. His pants started to feel extremely tight. 'Could be a dream... Must be a dream!'.

Buffy could feel the nipple between her fingers as she gently cupped the breast. She held the tip securely between her knuckles as she squeezed ever so slightly.
The women on the table had stopped moving, and followed the display with great interest. But neither Willow or Buffy were paying attention to anything but each other. — And Xander had forgot about the porn stars altogether. He wanted somehow to object, but was to turned on by the display, to get anything meaningful out of his mouth. Realizing the fact, he just settled for a low moaning sound. — Not so different than the sound coming from Willow's mouth as Buffy started to kiss her neck.
She twisted her head, so the blond girl could get to her ear.

'Man! Even better than last night...' Willow thought, as the sensation took hold of her. Her spine was tickling and she could hardly breath.
"Oh, Buffy..."
The woman in the uniform, moved the glare of her clear blue eyes away from the pair of them, and fixated her gaze at Xander. Licking her lips she stepped down from the table and straddled him, pulling up in the short dress as she did so.
She opened her shirt, showing a generous amount of breasts on top of black laced bra.
"Nice... suppo o o ort... " He stuttered.
She twisted her lower body around on the lump in his pants. Smiling.
A pair of hands came around her. Clasping a firm hold on her bra... they ripped it up. Hard.
Buffy slid a finger inside Willow.
The redhead sighed deeply.

And just like that, they were back in the theater. If they ever left it at all.
All three of them moaned. Trying to get a grip and catch their breath.
Dazed by the waves of sensations, they stumbled to their feet and started to leave. -Under a heavy amount of objections from the rest of the moviegoers.
They stood in silence in the lobby. Looking slightly embarrassed, but way to happy to care, they all gleamed at each other.

"Wow! Must come here more often!" Buffy intoned in a rather exhausted voice.
"Yearh... Don't think the place has anything to do with it, Buf!" Xander chipped in waveing a thin bracelet, he just pulled of his wrist.
"I figured out what Anya, really tried to say when she gave me this!"
"A Colimacash-bracelet!!" Exclaimed Willow taking it from his hand.
"A Col-what??"
"And old Indian.. that is 'Native American', shaman item. Used to share visions among the elders in tribe. A short of collective vision-quest-enhancer-thing." The readhead said, looking fascinated at it.

'Vision-quest! Check!' Thought Buffy and smiled lamely.
"Anya, gave it to me yesterday, saying that she wanted to mend things between us. And that I should wear it when I saw porn, and think of her. I just thought — 'hey, cool girl! Shiny bracelet! — didn't think it'll actually do something!"
"Kinda girly for a guy!" Said Buffy leaning in on the thing in Willows hand.
"Hey!...Ehh... What was it with you two, anyway? Are you... are you?"
He pointed a finger at each of them and then crossed the fingers.
"O yearh... Are you cool with that? It's not going to be weird between us?" Buffy smiled
with a faint trace of nerves.
"Well... It depends!"
"On what?"
Her left hand reached out and touched Willow's hand all by itself.
"Can I watch?"
He grinned.

"Horn dog!"
Buffy padded his shoulder with relief and they started to walk out of the place.
Xander took the bracelet from Willow with a question mark on his face.
"Yes?" Willow could sense it coming.
"How does it actually work?" He said frowning.
"Well, as I recall, all you do is relax and it will take things from your subconscious and share them with people you are physically and mentally close to. A shared illusion."
"So you don't actually have to be there... I can dream you up? You and Buffy?!" He said, smiling like it would split his head.

"I think we'll borrow that, horn boy!" Buffy snatched it from him.
"Hey! My gift!"
Willow looked with mock resignation at Buffy; "It really is his."
"Share it?" He asked, lifting his eyebrows.
"Okay!" The two girls said, agreeing in perfect unison.
They all smiled at each other.
Life was good.


The End