What Willow Saw
by Red
Anya's Class
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Anya's Class
(story 2 in the What Willow Saw series)
Red
Joss' folk.
B/W, G/F, An/X
PG16
Summary: While Buffy & Willow deal with Giles & Faith, Anya decides to give the juniors another helpful lecture.
Giles rubbed his temples, his glasses in his hand.
"Are you quite finished, Buffy?"
The slayer's brows shot up.
"That's it? You have sex with Faith and all you can say is, are you quite finished?"
"Are you quite finished, Buffy?" the raven haired slayer quipped with a smirk.
Buffy turn to her, eyes blazing. "You...you...oh we are so gonna have our own little talk."
"Translation, you're gonna kick my ass. I got that the first twenty times, B. Now, if you're done playing Rupert's mother, we do have stuff to do."
"Um, that stuff wouldn't involve...the chains in the basement again, would it?"
Faith looked at Giles and smiled.
"Nah, Red, we-"
"Rupert? She calls you Rupert now?"
"Buffy, what Faith and I do with each other IS our business. Did I interfere when you and Willow got together?"
"Well, ya did sit us down and tell us that story about your childhood nanny and the milking maid..." Willow frowned. "Which I still am tryin' to figure out why."
"Together? You two are, getting together? You're a together now?"
The blonde slayer paced the bedroom floor.
"B, I'm only gonna say this once, ok...Rupert and I, we understand each other...we connect...now you got Red, Xander has Anya...the First is breathing down our necks and personally, that's makin' me more than a little nervous. Despite what you think, I'm human too...got the emotions and shit just like the rest of you. And G here...well, you of all people know he deserves some happiness."
Buffy looked at Willow, who smiled softly, then turned back to Faith.
"If you hurt him-"
"Buffy, I do appreciate your concern." Giles stood, stepped over to her and placed a gentle kiss on her head. "But it isn't necessary. Faith, you were taking the girls for a run."
She stood and walked over to the door, turning back to Buffy as she opened it.
"No worries, B...me and Rupert, 5x5."
Giles kissed her softly on the lips and then followed her out, closing the door on a not so happy Buffy and a smiling Willow.
"Will, why are you all smiley?"
"It's cute."
"Cute? Um, that so WASN'T what you were saying when you saw them...being cute in the basement."
"Well, yeah, but...Buffy, it's so obvious they care about each other...and Faith is right, Giles does deserve happy and let me tell you, she gives him happy."
Buffy held a hand up. "Please, stop."
I'm just saying..." Willow pulled her slayer down onto the bed and into her lap, her arms engulfing the blonde. "I don't think ya have to worry about her hurting him."
She kissed her slayer's lips and Buffy kissed back.
"I still don't like it."
"That's ok, ya don't have to...but ya do have to like me."
She went to kiss her again but Buffy had other plans. With the grace and speed only a slayer could posess, she moved to the bed and had the redhead, pj pants down and over her lap in mere seconds.
"Hey!" Willow cried, her hands going back to protect her bum.
Buffy held them down with the same arm that held her witch on her lap and gently rubbed the pale cool, flesh with her other hand.
"My naughty witch," she cooed, smiling as she rubbed.
"Um, so not," Willow smiled.
"So ARE," Buffy replied, her fingers teasing her captive's cheeks.
Willow shivered and choked back a moan.
"How am I naughty, prey tell, slayer?"
Buffy leaned down to her ear and whispered, "Because my lap is all wet."
This time, Willow's moan could be heard all the way down the hall. Good thing she had magicked their bedroom.
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While Faith warmed up in the front yard for the junior run, Giles made his way throught the kitchen to the basement door. The house being as quiet as it was, he figured Anya and Andrew had the girls downstairs for yet another 'educational' lecture about the First.
He had to smile...they WERE trying. Besides, with he and Faith out in the open now, he couldn't help but be happy. Nothing, not even the First could ruin the joy in his heart.
"And then the penis, slides into the vagina..."
The watcher stopped on the second stair, his brow up."Dear lord."
"And begins thrusting...sometimes slowly...if the couple is making tender Sarah McClaughlin love...or speedily, if they are making wild monkey love."
She gestured to the dry erase board where Andrew was attempting to draw a monkey. Amanada tilted her head.
"Is that supposed to be Sarah or the monkey?"