Re: ::BuffyLovesWillow:: The ABC's of Love (Snippet and Challenge)

[JDMeans@xxxxxxx]

In a message dated 2/27/02 8:11:45 AM Pacific Standard Time, JDMeans writes:


> Subj:Re: ::BuffyLovesWillow:: The ABC's of Love (Snippet and Challenge) 
> Date:2/27/02 8:11:45 AM Pacific Standard Time
> From:<A HREF="mailto:JDMeans";>JDMeans</A>
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> In a message dated 2/27/02 2:14:02 AM Pacific Standard Time, 
> tater@xxxxxxxxxxxxx writes:
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> >> You forgot V. V is important to veggies, so we notice these things. ;)
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>> tater (Vegetables of the world unite!)
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> OY! Okay, a quick correction, and...
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> <<>>
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> Summary; Xander finds Buffy and Willow together. And I mean Together!
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> The ABC's of Love.
> 
> by Kirayoshi
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> 
> "And how was that?" she asked me as I felt the fire coursing through my 
> naked body everywhere her fingers touched me.
> 
> "Better than any electric back massager," I cooed with absolute pleasure 
> under my lover's gentle ministrations.
> 
> "C'mon, Buffy, are you ever gonna get off my case about that?" she 
> complained, as her hands suddenly stopped working their magic on my back.
> 
> "Did I say you could stop that?" I asked as I craned my neck around to see 
> her sitting on my ass, as naked as I was.
> 
> "Easy, Buffy," she grinned hugely, her green eyes sparkling with mischief, 
> "I'm just getting warmed up." For a moment I thought I heard her growl at 
> me, as the mischief in her eyes was replaced by pure passion. Grabbing her 
> waist in my arms, I lifted myself up to her, and claimed her lips with my 
> own, tasting her desire and wanting more.
> 
> "HOLY..." 
> 
> I am going to kill Xander. Just like that. Kill him.
> 
> "Lover," Willow whispered in my ear as I grabbed the blanket on our bed to 
> cover us up, "I think we're out of the closet."
> 
> "Maybe if we ignore him," I suggested, "he'll go away."
> 
> "Not likely," Xander glared at us as we hastily donned our pajamas from 
> under the blankets. "Okay, I'm cool with the idea of Willow being gay, no 
> big, but Buffy, I never would have guessed!" 
> 
> "Please, don't talk right now, just let us get dressed!" 
> 
> Quietly, he closed the door behind him, and we started to put on our 
> clothes, making sure we looked at least presentable before facing our 
> friend. Reluctantly, I opened the door, ushering Willow ahead of me, and 
> we went downstairs to face Xander, praying that he'd understand.
> 
> Standing beside the sofa, he nodded calmly at us as we sat down, and then 
> took the chair beside us. "There's only one thing I can think of saying 
> now," Xander said plainly, "and that's whatever happens with the two of 
> you, I'm there for you. Understandably, this is gonna take some time for me 
> to get used to, but I'm your friend, and always will be. Visual fantasies 
> aside."
> 
> Willow turned to her longtime friend, and I could see the watery smile on 
> her face as she nodded her thanks. Xander smiled at us with understanding, 
> then his expression turned into a smirk.
> 
> "Y'know," he suggested, "we could set up a webcam in your room, and..."
> 
> Zooming past Willow's head, my throw pillow landed squarely on Xander's 
> face.
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> FIN
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> "Once, years ago, I saved the life of a wise old priest. 
> Grateful, he made a gift to me of these few precious words: 
> If you find yourself on a cliffside, trapped, 
> with a hungry tiger waiting above 
> and a hungry tiger waiting below, 
> and by chance you spy a single strawberry 
> growing from the cliffside... 
> pluck the strawberry... 
> and bite into it... 
> and taste it." 
> --Frank Miller 
> "Ronin" 
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>