TITLE: Necessary Discipline
AUTHOR: Small Woodinat Creature
RATING: R. Slash, with some spanking.
SUMMARY: Giles disciplines Xander for his oafishness in "Dead Man's
Party".
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Please don't sue me, I have a crappy job.
NOTE: Thanks to Te for giving the me the last line and a title, and for
Viridian
for helping me with the concept and one of Giles' lines.
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"Mr. Harris, I would like a word with you."
Xander looked up from the book he was reading. Well, he was looking at
the naked portraits of fleshy Titan nudes in an art book. He met the
coldest blue stare he had ever seen from the Watcher.
"So, um, what is it, Giles?"
"My office. Now."
Xander followed him into the office, gulping when he saw the librarian lock
the door.
"Is this about the party last night? I know I was mean to Buffy, but I was
so
ticked off and she was gonna run away again and I got so angry and please
say something."
Giles smiled. Normally, his smile would make Xander feel better, but this
wasn't his cute shy smile. It was the Ripper smile. "I want you to stop
being
so nasty to my Slayer, Mr. Harris. Since you insist on behaving like a
child,
I'll
just have to punish you like one."
"Um, Giles?"
The librarian grabbed Xander and pushed him against the desk.
"Ah, in a romantic mood are ya, Tweed Man?" Xander did not resist when
he was stripped of his jeans and boxers. He felt his lover's hand caressing
his smooth, round ass. He sighed contentedly, wiggling his ass a bit.
THWAP!
"What the hell was that?"
"That," said Giles through gritted teeth, "was for the pimp comment in the
library."
THWAP!
"That was for ignoring Buffy at her own party."
THWAP!
"And that was for the nasty comments you made to her in front of all those
people."
"Hey, I was telling the truth!" protested Xander.
"Xander, you were projecting your own guilt, and you know it." He smacked
his lover's ass once again.
"And that was for the 'Old man' comment in the library."
THWAP!
"And that was for slapping my back."
"Hey, I thought this was about Buffy, not you. Projecting much?"
Giles frowned at Xander. "And I thought this was punishment for you. I
can feel your turgid phallus pressing against me."
"Um, you mean my hard cock?"
THWAP!
"Hey, what did I say now?"
"Nothing," Giles grinned his Ripper grin again. "I'm just enjoying this
immensely."
"Oh." Xander smiled his own Junior Ripper smile. "Giles?"
"Yes, luv?"
Xander wiggled his ass once more. "Buffy's a whiner, your hairline is
receding, and your sister wears kneepads on career day."
THE END