TITLE: Peanuts
AUTHOR: Small Woodinat Creature
RATING: NC-17. S for slash and schmoopiness.
SUMMARY: Xander has some explaining to do to Giles.
SPOILERS: Faith, Hope, and Trick. This is my continuing saga to slash
every ep of the third season.
ARCHIVING: Anywhere and everywhere.
OBLIGATORY DISCLAIMER: All things Buffy belong to Joss and Co. I'm
not making any money off of this. All things Peanuts belong to Charles
Schultz, who made my childhood. No copyright infringements intended.
Please don't sue me, I have a bad cold.
NOTE: My buddy Viridian provided the mysterious cry that comes at the
end, and the tying up comment.
FEEDBACK: Small Woodinat Creature=Feedback Ho. Savvy?
Xander unlocked the door to Giles' home, humming happily under his
breath. He was a bit surprised to find his lover sitting on the couch,
glaring at him sternly.
"What's wrong, Giles?"
"Does the phrase 'Raise your hand if eww?' spark your memory?"
Xander suddenly grew interested in his feet. "Oh...that."
"Yes, that. A bit insulting, don't you think?"
"Well, what was I supposed to say? 'No, Buffy, I think Giles is a hot,
buttery
English scone and I love his ass!' Come on, you know how she reacted
to finding out about Cordy and Willow!"
"True, but you didn't have to raise your hand!"
"I didn't raise it per se, I just scratched my cheek."
Giles/Ripper glared at Xander.
"Ok, I did raise my hand, but I didn't mean it."
"I'm not finished yet. There is the matter of you lusting over a certain
Slayer
whose name is *not* Buffy."
Xander grimaced. "Sorry about that. I couldn't control myself. I mean, her
stories, come on, I'm all hormones here!"
Giles/Ripper's glare was still stern. "There is only one way to make up for
this. You know what you have to do."
Xander's face drained of all color. "You mean the..."
"Yes, I mean the...Now get cracking on it, or I'll tie you to a chair and
*not*
do horrible things to you!"
Xander scurried to the bedroom to change.
When he came out, he was dressed in flannel jammies, the kind with the
footies attached. The flannel was white, with pink fluff on the footies and
the mittens. The top part had a pair of bunny ears attached. The final
touch had a fluffy cotton bunny tail added on Xander's round rear.
Giles stared at the bunnified version of his lover, lust seeping from every
inch of him. "Do it, Xander, my love. Dance for me. Dance the Snoopy
Dance for me!"
Xander danced for his lover. He danced for his past and present
transgressions. He danced for his inability to expose his love for Giles,
at least not in a legal way. He danced for his heart, his love, his
schmoopy. And Xander continued to dance until he could dance no more.
And then he just moved from side to side, ears flopping, and tail bouncing.
The Ripper left for a long tea break, and Giles' smile beamed like a
lighthouse beacon, or like some jerk who kept their highbeams on even
when another car was approaching. And then Xander knew that his
schmoopy had forgiven his neglect and such.
Giles pulled Xander by his bunny ears, and embraced his schmoopy,
kissing every inch of his face, including his widdle nose. He suddenly
spun Xander around and bent him over the couch. He unsnapped the
back of his jammies, exposing Xander's sweet, tender ass. Giles
lubed his lover quickly, and gently thrust his Big British Cock (tm) into
Xander's ass. As he pumped into Xander's tunnel o' love, he rubbed
his hand against his Big Adorable Teenage American Cock (tm), through
the flannel jammies. The combination of Giles' cock and the delicious
texture of the flannel against his cock was too much, and Xander came,
making soft squeaky sounds, imitating Snoopy. Giles thrust helplessly,
lost in the wonders of Xander's ass and his Snoopy cries. Finally, he
splooged in his lover, screaming, "He came! The Great Pumpkin came!"
The two lovers lay there, basking in the afterglow.
"The jammies are ruined. Sorry, Rupert."
"Ah, but it was worth it, my schmoopy." He kissed Xander, nibbling on each
adorable lip.
From a distance, the cry "Aaaack! You've ruined Snoopy for me forever!"
sounded.
"What was that?" asked Xander.
"Nothing, luv. Now let's go down on the Red Baron!"
THE END