Eternal Love
Chapter Seven
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RATING: 'R'
SPOILERS: Season 5, up to and including “The Gift.”
SUMMARY: Buffy and Riley have been reunited, but under strange circumstances.
DISTRIBUTION: THC and Beau; anyone else, ask and it shall be given.
AUTHORS' NOTE: Anything in italics is a character's internal thoughts. Anything in bold plus italics indicates a memory.
Riley felt a chill run down his back and legs, but for some reason the front of this body was very warm. For that matter, the front of his body was also cushioned by something soft and silky smooth. Bringing his hand up, he brushed his fingers along the object that made him so comfortable. His touch revealed the object was curved with soft swellings that filled his hand when palmed. Also, he noticed his own body was rising and falling rhythmically and he wasn’t exactly sure why.
Again he felt a chill run down his back and then realized that it was a cool breeze blowing across his naked body.
Get up Finn and close the window.
Don’t wanna, too comfortable.
But I’m cold and freezing my ass off.
Well I’m warm and whatever I’m laying on is as soft as a featherbed.
“All right, you win. I’ll get up and shut the damn window,” Riley said, slowly opening his eyes and seeing flashes of light all around him.
“Riley, are you okay?” He heard a sleepy voice exclaim, tucked in the curve between his neck and shoulder.
Suddenly it dawned on him where he was. He was lying beside the mountain stream with Buffy nestled beneath his massive frame. So that’s the source of the warm, cushioned feeling. It was Buffy’s tiny body supporting his enormous weight.
The chill was from the cool evening breeze fanning his skin, and the flashing lights were rays from the setting sun flickering through the blowing leaves and shimmering off the water as it flowed downstream.
Yawning, Riley carefully stretched so his elbows wouldn’t bump Buffy. Then glancing down, he noticed he was laying between Buffy’s legs with a certain part of his anatomy still plunged deep inside her soft folds.
And they say there’s no heaven.
“Guess we fell asleep,” Riley said, scooting back so he could pull out of her.
“Yeah, we were exhausted from the heavy workout.” She smirked, watching him get up on his knees. Riley looked comical, his face was wrinkled from the grass and her breasts were imprinted on his chest.
Standing up, Riley held out his hand to help her up. Buffy stumbled a little while taking her first step. Her legs had fallen asleep from supporting his weight so long, but she wasn’t about to complain, it was a numbness that she was happy to feel.
“We need to get back before it’s dark, it wouldn’t be smart to wander around the woods at night naked as a jay bird. I’d hate to have to explain to anyone how we managed to catch a cold.”
Picking up his tee shirt, Riley handed it to Buffy.
“Here, put this on. At least one of us will be decent.”
Taking the tee shirt, Buffy slipped it over her head. The shirt was so large and hung so loosely, she felt as if she were wearing a dress. She had a fleeting thought of offering Riley her camisole, but almost burst out laughing picturing him trying to put it on.
“What’s so funny?” He asked, wondering why she was wearing such a silly grin while looking at him.
“Nothing, nothing.” She giggled. Yes, her camisole would barely fit over his head and even if it did, Riley would look as if he were wearing a bra if he managed to pull it on.
For some reason Riley didn’t believe her, but was sure that he’d probably end up being embarrassed if she did tell him what was so funny.
Gathering the cooler and fishing equipment, Riley looked around for the bucket that held the trout he’d caught. It wasn’t anywhere in sight.
Oh well, must’ve fallen into the water and floated away.
The setting sun was just starting to slip behind a neighboring mountain top when Buffy and Riley entered the cabin through the kitchen door.
Walking in and climbing the stairs, they could tell Maria had already prepared for their arrival, for a roaring fire was burning in the fireplace and the lights had been turned on.
Can she just walk in anytime she feels like it? Buffy asked herself as she and Riley got dressed.
And why doesn’t it seem to bother Riley? Does he like it? Is he looking forward to her letting herself in? Okay, Buffy now settle down, your jealously is clouding your judgment. Riley said you’re the only girl he loves, you have to believe him, and you’ve got to trust him. He’s never cheated on you, unless he and that guy back at the Bronze did the down and dirty…Now stop that, your imagination is running wild again.
Riley saw doubt mixed with anger flash across his girlfriend’s face and he knew whatever it was that caused this, he was probably at the center of it. He decided to appease a potential volatile situation, even though he remained in the dark as to what it was.
“Tell you what, this is going to be your night. Anything you want, we’ll do. I’ll even make dinner.”
“Anything?” Buffy asked with a wicked grin appearing on her face.
“Anything.” He answered, suddenly getting an uneasy feeling in the pit of his stomach. He didn’t like that look on her face any more than he liked seeing the doubt and anger. He was in for a long night of suffering.
“Chick flicks.” She announced. “And you have to watch them without groaning, complaining, or falling asleep.”
Shit, that’s worse than hell.
Sighing, he answered. “All right, a chick flick. I guess I can watch one.”
“Nah-uh, I said chick flicks, mucho, plural, meaning more than one.”
Riley could only nod his acceptance as he and Buffy walked back downstairs and into the kitchen so he could proceed with making them dinner.
“Okay, let’s, see what do we have in the fridge that we can eat.” He said, opening up the refrigerator door. He was prepared to start rummaging through the various drawers and compartments, in search of something good since fresh trout was now out of the question.
Actually, Riley learned to cook as child and really enjoyed it, and it didn’t hurt that he was quite good at it. Something that Buffy could appreciate since she couldn’t cook anything without burning it.
As Riley opened the door, an unusual and unexpected sight greeted him. Lying on a platter were four rainbow trout; cleaned, filleted, and garnished with fresh lemon. Riley was shocked when he pulled out the platter.
Now he knew what had happened to the trout he’d caught. Maria must’ve taken it and the fishing equipment and caught three more fish. This disturbed him because it meant she was there while he and Buffy were asleep and she literally saw him butt naked.
Riley, however, kept all signs of surprise in check. He hoped Buffy wouldn’t put two and two together and realize Maria had probably been watching him for several hours.
Thank God, I was lying on my stomach and all she could see was my ass. I wonder what she thought of it? My old girlfriend use to say I had the tightest ass in the universe.
Now stop that Finn, you don’t have the time, or talent to juggle two girls in your life, at least not to live to tell about anyway. So enjoy the fact you’ve got Buffy back in your life and don’t do anything stupid to lose her again.
I wonder what Buffy thinks of my ass? Is it her favorite part of my body or is it my cock? I do get a lot of lip licking from chicks when I walk by, so one of the two must really turn’em on.
Thinking back, there was that gay guy at the Bronze who grabbed my cock while in the john and started to give me a blow job. I have to admit he was talented, talk about getting a hard-on, I never thought I could get that turned on from being sucked. Damn, I was so hot that the sweat was literally pouring down my face. But when that jock walked in on us, just as I was coming, well…talk about being caught with your pants down.
At least it wasn’t Xander who saw me with my cock rammed down the guy’s throat, but the embarrassment couldn’t just end there. After tucking myself in and walking back to the table, I thought I could get through the rest of the night without anyone knowing I had just gotten some incredible head. I played it cool though, didn’t say anything to anyone, just sat there.
I did jump a little when Buffy put her hand on my crotch because it was still pretty tender. Everything was going fine until the gay guy kept trying to get me to notice his package. God, he even followed me home after Buffy left, and propositioned me. I couldn’t get him to leave until I let him cop another feel.
Riley was no stranger to the “same sex” lifestyle, it happened often while down in Belize. The men believed in living for the moment and it didn’t make any difference if it was with a woman or another man. Riley himself had been the particular favorite of their commanding officer. He’d get an envelope every morning containing his daily orders. Often at the end would be an order for him to report to the commander at 22:00 hours.
Riley would report at the designated hour and stand at attention. The commander would start the evening by giving Riley a personal inspection. The commander was always slow and methodical with this inspection. First he’d start to unbutton Riley’s shirt and inspect his massive chest by running his fingers along the smooth taut skin, stopping occasionally to pinch Riley’s coppery nipples. Riley would always gasp when that happened, bringing a smile to the commander’s face.
“Like that, huh?”
Riley nodded his head. “Yes, sir. It feels quite stimulating.”
“So far Finn, things look pretty good, but you know this inspection isn’t over yet, so I don’t know if everything is functioning properly.”
“No sir, I understand, sir. But I believe sir, that you’ll find everything is in it’s proper working order and we can proceed with the designated plan of attack. ”
The commander then unbuttoned and unzipped Riley’s pants and pulled them down, leaving Riley to stand in his military issued boxers. Riley, by this time, was not the only one who stood at attention. He knew the procedure and was not only ready; he was willing and anxious.
The commander noticed Riley’s salute.
“I see you still work hard to prepare for your missions, Finn.”
“Yes sir, and I consider it an honor and a privilege to serve you, sir.”
Riley was given permission to stand ‘at ease’ while the other man decided how to commend Riley’s efforts for a job well done. No words were spoken between the two men and yet all display of rank and position disappeared. Riley now stood relaxed and nonchalant
“John, why didn’t you tell me after dinner that you wanted me to come tonight? This giving me orders in the morning is hell. I wanted nothing more than to be here with you. I couldn’t even keep my mind on patrol and you know how important that is. I can’t afford to get caught off guard. I could’ve gotten my men killed by being careless.”
John acknowledged Riley was right, he should’ve told him at a later time.
“I know Rye, and I’m sorry. But I wanted to make sure that no one else beat me out of monopolizing your free time, especially Major Conner. You have my permission to deck him if he tries anything with you again.” John answered, as he reached and pulled Riley in for a passionate kiss.
“But still, I wish I could keep you in camp for your own safety.”
“You can’t.”
“I know I can’t. You’re one of the few experienced field men I have.”
“You need me to be with the troops.”
“Still, I’m a nervous wreck when you’re out of my sight.” John admitted, now kissing Riley gently on the lips. “If anything happened to you, I don’t know what I’d do.”
“You’d move on and find someone else.” Riley answered, his mind suddenly flashing back to Sunnydale and thinking that’s what Buffy probably did.
She’s probably doing Spike right now.
John shook his head. “No, I wouldn’t. What we have is special and I’ll honor that the rest of my life. You have no idea what you mean to me. God Riley, you’re an Adonis to me. Don’t you know that? I fell in love with you the first moment I laid eyes on you.” John whispered huskily, preparing to start their night of unbridled passion by freeing Riley of his boxers and placing Riley’s rock-hard shaft into his mouth.
Between his low guttural moans, Riley answered the declaration of love with his own, and acknowledged John’s expertise in taking care of his needs.
“Words can’t express… my love for you…you’re a Zeus…king of the gods…and ...How do you do?’…Jesus! That feels good’…a little…harder…yeah that’s… it’…God I’m…gonna come…come hard…. Jesus, God! ” Riley gasped thrusting his hips forward as John swallowed him down, allowing Riley to have that ‘perfect’ finish.
After Riley was scrupulously rewarded, the two men moved to the bed, where they spent several hours finding various ways to prove and demonstrate their love for each other. Satisfied and tired when they had finished, John lay with his head propped on his hand while Riley lay flat looking up into his face.
John absentmindedly brushed his fingers along Riley’s arm while he talked. "I know my rank doesn't mean anything when it comes to us but I'm up for promotion to General in a month and when I get back to the States I’ll pretty much have a free choice where I want to be stationed. If you’d like I can have you transferred to my post so we can still be together. Would you want that?”
“Very much.” Riley said, smiling.
Riley couldn’t understand why, but John suddenly got very nervous and the hand on Riley’s arm started to shake. Riley had never seen John nervous before, his demeanor was always confident and decisive, even under times of stress. That’s why Riley was so attracted to him.
Riley grabbed John’s hand to stop it from shaking.
“John? What is it? What’s the matter? Tell me!”
John took a deep breath and tried to control his nerves before answering. He had only done this one other time and it had been 25 years ago when he was a young man of 20, still young and impetuous. That experience had ended up a mistake and made two people very unhappy and greatly affected the life of a third. However, John was sure this time. He knew what he was about to do was right.
“You know you mean everything to me, don’t you Riley? I mean, our relationship is the most important thing in my life right now.”
Riley nodded.
“Before you came along, my life was empty and alone, and I barely got up enough energy to get out of bed in the morning.”
“What are you trying to say?” Riley asked.
“If… if I choose a state that permits what I’m about to ask you, would… would you be willing to take our relationship to the next level?”
“How do you mean?”
John took another deep breath. “I… I guess what I'm asking Riley, is... will you marry me or at least vow to become my life partner?”
“You want to marry me?”
“Uh, huh.” John admitted, suddenly taking a great interest in the hand resting on Riley’s arm.
Riley shocked John as he pulled him down and to give him a huge kiss on the lips.
“Does that give you my answer?” Riley asked, grinning.
“You… you mean you will?” John asked, astonished. He never really expected Riley would say yes to his proposal.
“I’d be honored to be your partner in marriage.”
“You realize of course that we’ll have to keep this under wraps when we get back. The military has a tendency to have a ‘don’t ask, don’t know’ attitude outside of a combat zone.”
“John, I understand completely. There are factors we have to take into consideration and fronts we’ll have to put on out in public, but I’m willing to do my part to make this life partnership or marriage work.
John grabbed Riley and pulled him into a big bear hug and kiss. Riley couldn’t fathom how long John debated about telling him of his feelings nor the magnitude of the importance of this relationship, but Riley was about to find out.
“I have something I want to give you, that hopefully will symbolize my love for you.” John said, leaning over to the nightstand to open a drawer. Reaching in, he pulled out a small box.
“I hope you’ll like it.” He said, opening it up to reveal a gold military signet ring.
“I didn’t think it looked too gaudy and if you wear it on your right hand no one will know what it signifies.”
Words couldn’t express what that ring meant to Riley, even though he tried. John just laughed at his stumbling and jumbled up words.
“Rye, you can stop now, I get what you’re trying to say. You like the ring.”
“And I’ll never take it off either.” Riley promised.
The rest of night they lay in each other’s arms just talking, kissing, and planning out their lives together.
The next morning Riley got dressed, gave John a loving kiss goodbye, and boldly left the commander’s tent. The posted guard saluted Riley as he walked out, but never once displayed any curiosity as to Captain Riley Finn and Colonel John McGuire’s relationship other than respect that a junior officer shows for his senior.
After going back to his own tent and taking a leisurely shower; Riley would dress, receive his daily orders and again, try to keep his men alive for another day. Riley never knew Colonel McGuire had an overpowering need to enter the chapel and pray for his safe return that fateful morning when Riley and his men pulled out for a 24-hour “search and destroy” mission against a band of camouflaged demons.
Buffy watched Riley stand there for several minutes holding the platter of fish and staring off into space, totally lost in reverie
“Riley, honey? Is everything all right?
She watched Riley shake himself out of his trance.
“Oh, yeah, sorry, Buffy. Something had just crossed my mind that’s all.” He stammered, setting the platter down on the counter. How could he tell Buffy of his recently discovered bisexuality without having her turn from him in disgust? He couldn’t and he knew that.
No, John is my past and Buffy my future, just like back then when I felt Buffy was my past and John my future. No, I’m not going to do anything to screw up what I have with Buffy now that we’re a couple again, and that includes Maria. If she tries to make a move onto me or interfere in any way with Buffy’s and my relationship. I’ll just put a stop to it.
Riley glanced down at the signet ring he wore on his right hand.
But I promised John, I’d never take off this ring and I won’t, it’s the only part of him that I have left. Buffy doesn’t have to know its significance and what he meant to me.
Buffy suspected Riley’s thoughts were focused on someone he loved and probably set during a time of passionate love making because of the sudden appearance of a bulge rising and pressing against the inseam of his jeans, not to mention the intense dazed look on his face.
She was unsure of whom Riley had been dreaming about, but she was sure it someone very special. She hoped it wasn’t Maria, since it wouldn’t take a rocket scientist to figure out that she had been at the stream while Riley and she were asleep. The fish was proof of that. Buffy was starting to make herself really jealous, knowing Maria had seen Riley nude.
Bet she was hoping all of his assets were showing and was disappointed that they weren’t. Poor baby! Well, catching him unawares will never happen again sister, I’ll make sure of that. Riley’s mine and will stay mine. He might’ve had other women before me, but I’ll be damned if there’s going to be any after. Nope, I’m gonna fight for what’s mine and I’ll win hands down. There’s not gonna be any doubt in Riley’s mind who’s his girl.
Keeping busy suddenly became important to Riley, so past events would not creep back into his thoughts. Pulling out lettuce, tomato, shallots, green peppers, and a cucumber, he started chopping and slicing to prepare a gourmet salad. Finding two large potatoes in the refrigerator, he coated their skins with olive oil to keep them moist and pricked the vegetables with a fork. While the potatoes cooked in the microwave, Riley placed the fish fillets under the broiler and prepared fresh Italian dressing for the salad.
While Riley was preparing dinner, Buffy searched through the drawers and found a nice linen tablecloth and candles.
If, I’m going to fight fire with fire I might as well start now.
Buffy finished setting the table and laid out linen napkins that blended nicely with the tablecloth. Opening one of the cabinets, she also pulled out two goblets.
There’s got to be wine around here somewhere.
Again opening the refrigerator, Buffy looked in and saw that on one of the door shelves sat a bottle of white Bordeaux wine.
Yup, figured.
Rummaging through a drawer, she found a corkscrew and opened the bottle of wine.
Riley noticed Buffy was starting to get into the dinner preparations and that she was humming to herself. He started to relax a little.
She must’ve forgotten what happened. Thank god! I didn’t want her to start asking questions about a relationship I wasn’t prepared to talk about.
Riley pulled the fish out of the broiler and placed the fillets onto dinner plates. Taking the potatoes out of the microwave, he split them and placed a dollop of sour cream, butter and chives on each. Finally, he dished up the salad, lightly sprinkling on the Italian dressing. He took fresh Parmesan Cheese and ground a generous portion on each plate of salad.
“Dinner’s ready.”
Buffy lit the candles and turned off the kitchen lights.
“I thought a little atmosphere would be a good thing.” She said, as Riley poured the wine.
Riley held up his glass and said. “A little toast to us. Let’s hope the rest of our lives we’ll always be together and there will be nothing that ever stands in our way to happiness. Buffy, I love you, and will continue to love you for the rest of eternity.”
Tears of happiness rose in Buffy’s eyes as all of her fears and insecurities vanished.
Raising her glass, Buffy answered Riley’s toast. “Only something catastrophic could ever separate us and if it tried, I’d fight for our love and our right to be together with my life.”
Dinner was consumed between stares into each other’s eyes, smiles and whispered ‘I love you’s.’ Both knew this was going to be the beginning of a wonderful night.
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“So which chick flicks do you want to see? We have “Sleepless In Seattle”, “The Princess Bride”, “Autumn In New York”, and “Fried Green Tomatoes”. Riley asked, ready to load up the VCR.
“All of them, you pick which one to start.” She answered, plopping her self down on the couch with a big bowl of popcorn and a can of soda.
“All of them?” He asked in disbelief.
“I warned you, no complaining.”
“Okay, no complaining… much. I’ll put in “Sleepless In Seattle” that way I can become “Sleepy in West Virginia.” He said smirking, before ducking a pillow thrown at his head.
Ninety minutes later Riley was fighting to keep his eyes open and eating popcorn by the hands full didn’t seem to help much. His head lulled back against the couch and he closed his eyes. Buffy, deciding to give him a little reprieve, got up from the couch and walked outside for a breath of fresh air.
The moon was out and full, bathing the yard and cabin in a silvery light. Not too far away, grazing peacefully, were the deer. There must’ve been something special about the grass surrounding the cabin because the deer came back to graze several times a day. Buffy could even make out the doe and her fawn standing at the edge of the herd. She stood watching them for a few minutes, but soon the call of nature was calling to her also. She turned to walk back into the cabin and closed the kitchen door behind her, but it didn’t latch.
A few minutes later the door swung open and in walked the fawn, curious as to what lay inside. Walking around the kitchen, he sniffed around and could smell something good, but it wasn’t quite near him. No, it was a little distance off and he went searching for it.
With nose twitching, the fawn zeroed in on the scent and walked into the other room. Turning his head this way and that, he tried to find the exact location of the smell and it seemed to be coming from over there, where that other animal who stands up on his hind legs was sleeping.
The fawn’s curiosity was boundless; he approached Riley without fear and sniffed. Yes, that smell of something salty was coming from him. The fawn stuck out his head and sniffed Riley’s lap. Yup, that salt smell was all over and he started to nibble the pieces of popcorn that had fallen out of Riley’s hand.
Buffy thinks I’m asleep and is trying to be cute. I’ll play along and see how far she goes.
The fawn finished eating the pieces of popcorn, but could still smell the salt, and decided to try licking it off.
Jesus, what’s she doing? It feels like she licking my crotch.
Ooh, yeah. She is! Now, if I shift my weight just a little, she’ll move right over my cock… got to make it look natural though. I don’t want her to think I’m on to her.
Riley moved his hips to one side, but kept his head still and eyes closed, still pretending to be sound asleep.
God, she found it.
The fawn located some more salt and started to lick harder to get it all.
Jesus, she’s turning me on. I didn’t feel the cushions on the couch sink, so she must be down on her knees doing me.
Riley could feel his cock start to rise to the occasion.
I wanna grab her head and hold it in place right there, but if I did she’d know I was onto her. No, Riley play it cool and let her go on as long as she wants.
Buffy walked out of the bedroom upstairs and was greeted by an unusual sight. She had to quickly clamp her hands over her mouth so not to burst out laughing. Below her stood the fawn frantically licking Riley’s crotch, and he was extremely turned on by it.
Even from several feet away Buffy could see that he was rock hard. It was only a matter of time before he’d have to relieve the pressure and unzip his pants. Buffy wanted to see how he was going to proceed.
Can’t hold on to much more, I’m going to rip out my jeans if she keeps going like that. Maybe if I act like I’m going to move my hand to one side I can manage to get to my zipper.
Buffy watched with glee as Riley shifted his hand closer to his zipper. All the time he lay there, reclined against the back of the couch with his eyes closed. She knew he was pretending to be asleep and thought that it was her going at him.
I wonder how far he’s going to take this? Lord, I wish I had a video camera right now.
I’ve got to unzip before I embarrass myself. Damn it, I’ll have to let her know I’m on to her, there’s no way she’d believe I unzipped my pants while asleep.
“Oh baby, your turning me on so much. I want to feel you.” He reached for his zipper and pulled it down, then yanked his jeans and boxers below his hips. His cock stood at full attention, tall and broad. Riley kept his eyes shut because he loved the element of surprise.
The fawn saw this new and interesting ‘salt-lick’ and proceeded to take long leisurely strokes with his tongue up and around Riley’s hard shaft.
"Oh, baby," Riley moaned. "Yeah, just like that! Oh god! You haven't forgotten what I like. Nobody can do tongue like you. But I’m close, real close and I want to come in your mouth.”
Pre-cum started to form and the fawn vigorously licked it off the tip, causing Riley to groan loudly.
“Buffy, please. I’m begging you, I need your mouth… have to be sucked… now!”
Tears were running down Buffy’s cheeks as she tried to control her laughter. It was impossible, but she hoped Riley didn’t hear her muffled snickers because her hands were still clamped over her mouth.
Riley’s face had turned beet red, and beads of sweat were clearly forming on his forehead. His hips kept squirming around and thrusting upward, trying to force himself into what he thought was Buffy’s mouth.
“Buffy… please… for… god’s… sake… take me… I’m… god! I’m… COMING! BUFFY!”
Riley’s body began to convulse and jets of warm semen shot upwards, startling the fawn when some hit it between the eyes. The remainder fell back to drip down Riley’s hips. The fawn was intrigued with this new treat and bent down to lick it off Riley’s skin.
Riley heard Buffy’s laugh from high overhead, now released and very loud.
"I knew because of your farming background, you were a fan of "John Deere," Riley, but I didn't know you'd take it *that* far. I hope the two of you will be happy together!"
Riley’s eyes flew open and he sat up. He was mortified to see the fawn cleaning up his little mess.
“Jesus… what? Where did…? How?” He sputtered. The fawn started to back up quickly. This two-legged animal had never hurt him before, but still, he was scared.
“No, no it’s okay, little fella, I’m not going to hurt you.” Riley said softly, trying to soothe the animal.
Standing up slowly, Riley pulled his now very damp jeans up and tucked himself back in. Picking up the bowl of popcorn that Buffy had placed on the table behind the couch, he picked up several pieces and started feeding the fawn. Only moments later, it was again calm and eating happily out of Riley’s hand.
Backing up slowly, Riley led the little guy out of the cabin, still feeding it pieces of popcorn.
Buffy walked down the stairs, snickering merrily as she descended. She was just entering the kitchen when Riley walked back in.
“Now then, young lady, as for you I think it would be in your best interest to start running.” Riley said, lunging at her, the look of revenge deeply etched on his face.
Buffy turned quickly and with a scream headed back toward the stairs. However, she wasn’t fast enough, and Riley grabbed her around the waist and threw her over his shoulder.
“Now, we’re going to see who has the ‘last laugh’ around here.” He said in a maniacal voice, as he ascended the stairs.
The story continues in chapter 8
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