Title: Let The Games Begin
Author: C.L.
Email: pagansoul@xxxxxxxxxxxxxx
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‘em, ask and they shall be yours.
Spoilers: None really. Think of a time past, present or future but
everyone is a little more settled and happy.
Rating: NC17 Talk of sex and kink ahead.
Pairing: B/W sort of <g>
Disclaimer: I did not create nor do I own the characters or their
premise. Joss Whedon did and does. This is for fan fun and no profit.
Summery: A night of confessions leads to something more.
One last thing: This will hopefully start a series of stories called
“The Game”. I watch the show, but they will not be dependent on the
show. I don’t know if the characters would really do this, but I know
that people do. I have. <eg> So, suspend your beliefs and read on...
Let the Games Begin
By Crys Loch
Sometimes summers are hotter than hell... and often desires are more
dangerous than demons.
Buffy was still bouncing in her step. Just as she was slipping into
the hell hole in her mind reserved for her relationships and all the
thoughts thereof, a half dozen young vampires came calling for her
through the cemetery. Apparently the thinking went that they would be
enough to take her. She didn’t recognize any of the faces as friends
or even townie strangers so was more than happy to see them and escape
her mind for the release that is slaying. They never had a chance,
much less the odds, and her thoughts turned to pondering the rush she
could now admit slaying gave her and the buzz that was dancing around
her body. She was feeling much better now and wanting to end the night
on a happy note, Buffy bounced off to Willow’s house to check in on
her friend. Willow had invited her to drop by if she liked- an
informal come if you may, no big thing, so no worries. She knew
Willow’s parents weren’t home and kinda wondered why she wasn’t
staying with Tara as per the norm. But having the invite decided to
just let herself in and skipped smoothly up the stairs two at a time
to Willow’s bedroom.
It was a hot summer night and one that was now a little safer for the
young mortals seeking adventures before the sun rose, but still Willow
was holed up in her old bedroom/summer Res. researching on her
computer. Buffy just grinned at her, remembering something about the
more things change... before landing on the bed, legs crossed, her
body leaning on the pillows.
“Wills, put that away, you’re scaring me.” Buffy stated to her
friend’s back.
Willow turned to gage serious or smirk and had to grin herself at
seeing a Buffy at full smile and bouncing like a child.
“Just give me one moment to save this and close it up.” Willow replied
turning back to her work, her mind still focused behind her though,
knowing that a bouncing slayer could at any moment do anything.
Sure enough, faster than she could register the sound of movement,
Buffy bounded to the end of the bed, grabbed the back of Willow’s desk
chair and suddenly reclined it till she rested on Buffy’s knees.
Willow looked up at what appeared to be upside down looking Buffy.
“Hi”, said a smiling Buffy as she leaned over Willow, looking deep
into her eyes in a covert check into her friend’s emotional state.
Willow for her part just started to laugh. “Put me down, or up, or...
just put me back please.”
“You don’t know if you’re coming or going huh?” Buffy taunted as she
raised the chair back to its upright position, relieved at the lack of
negative in her friend’s eyes.
“I always know when I’m coming.” Willow followed without thinking,
only realizing until the last word. ‘Well,’ she thought to herself,
‘we’ll just see how she reacts to that.’
Buffy’s eyebrows raised but only because Willow never bantered in
sexual tones and themes, but Buffy never gave it a thought past
‘cool’. She was in a mood and this was only juicing it.
“Well I would hope so,” Buffy replied, “or I would have to show you
how it’s done.”
Willow turned around now, her turn for raised eyebrows and a smirk.
The computer was safely off, but the research was still running
through her mind.
“Show me?” Willow intoned, the double or possible triple meaning of
the offer playing in her voice.
Buffy paused for a moment, smile frozen but mind racing, tallying the
implied possibilities, then she unfroze and her smile grew
mischievously at Willow and shrugged in a ‘take it any way you want’
gesture.
“I had a great night tonight.” Buffy countered, switching the topic
knowing it would only circle back round.
“Hmmm” Willow made the ‘continue’ sound, smiling when she realized
that not only could she finally flirt-joke with Buffy, but that it
didn’t become a competition.
“Yep,” continued Buffy, “I did a lot of thinking, the admitting kind,
while I was patrolling. And just when I starting to do too much
thinking, the worrying- regretting kind, along came a pack of vamps to
take my mind off any thinking. And then I got so buzzed I decided to
see my fav. So, what did I interrupt that at first seemed like it
might be work, but now I’m not so sure...?”
“Nothing.” Willow practiced the poker face Xander had taught her along
with the game.
“Wills, I know you better than that, I can tell... come on, spill.”
Buffy was not worried with what she might hear, but with Willow’s
instant denial she was getting crazy curious.
“Nothing really, just school work.” Willow was still trying poker face
in case Buffy was trying a bluff.
“School is out, summer is in. And you don’t flirt, so what were you
looking at that I interrupted?” Buffy chose the direct approach, being
thrown slightly off balance by Willow’s lack of blush or stammer.
Willow sighed and gave in to the rising blush and the faint smile.
“You wouldn’t believe me or believe it of me even if you saw... Let me
tell ya all about it another time. I’m not in the mood for what may be
freak, and neither are you.” Willow wanted to be honest with her
friend and wanted to share what she has been getting into, but she had
to be honest with herself about the possible outcome too.
Buffy froze again, this time in some shock. Running through possible
Jerry Springer topics in her mind she gauged her freak factor. “Okay,
here’s the deal, as long as it doesn’t involve leaving me and never
seeing me again, I’m alright with whatever you can come up with.
Honest. I’ve been self realization Buffy tonight and it’s strangely
calming. And I’d really like to tell my best friend, so if I confess,
you confess, and we’ll have a fun night of it.”
“Buffy, if it’s strangely calming then why are you bouncing on the
bed? Not that it isn’t fun to watch.”
Intrigue won over fears, and the flirting had shoved shy into the
corner, so Willow joined Buffy on the bed and leaned back against the
headboard, all curious confidence with flirt rising to the fore again.
“Happy, relieved, released, juiced... I don’t know, a lot of things.”
Buffy turned around to face her friend, it dawning on her what she
proposed. That sobered her up some and she calmed down.
“Alright, well you first. Do we need anything? Less lights? Some food?
I’m sorry my parents don’t drink, some alcohol might be good right
now. We’ve just never done this before, so I don’t know. We always
just hide it and wait till the world is about to end or some fight
drags something out.” Willow started the babble, then stopped herself.
She was getting better about that.
“Well, less light would be more nice. And hey, why do I have to go first?”
Willow got up from the bed and started lighting candles before turning
off the overhead light. “Because, I called ‘you first’ first.” She
merrily responded climbing back onto the bed now that the lighting was
adjusted.
Buffy gave a small groan and Willow couldn’t help but respond with
something Buffy thought looked like a predatory smile. A wave of
curious fired her will to continue on this night’s strange path.
“Okay, but one question first before I forget?”
With deep breath and return of poker face, Willow steeled herself and
said, “Sure”.
Buffy’s smile was full of mischief and she realized what had thrown
her off balance before and asked right out, “So, who taught you how to
make a poker face?”
Willow was not expecting anything like that question and suddenly
broke up laughing. After a moment she was able to answer, Buffy
waiting patiently, amusement filling her eyes. “Well, Xander’s been
teaching me how to play poker and with that he’s been trying to teach
me how to bluff. So, poker face. I’ve been practicing as often as I
can. Seems a handy thing really. But it didn’t seem to work tonight.”
“Oh, it worked sorta, kinda. Really threw me off balance. I could tell
you were hiding something, but no blush, no stammer. I just know you
too well. That and the whole suddenly flirty. Which I like by the way.
Is on the fun side. So, is Xander teaching you strip poker?” Buffy
added at the end, in part for fun, in part just in case it’s true.
“No. And thank you. I just wasn’t sure how you would take flirty
combined with kinda gay. Now, no more delaying. You’re first, so
what’s the self revs?” Willow was relieved about the flirting. Since
she had become comfortable with the whole liking women bit, it had
been almost impossible not to flirt with Buffy. She meant it as “just
flirting” but wasn’t sure if Buffy would have seen it that way.
Buffy turned over on her back so she could watch the fire shadows on
the ceiling instead of the reactions of her friend. And so laying
across the foot of the bed, she began.
“Okay, um, a couple things said out loud first?”
“Shoot.”
“Well, everything said here stays here and that goes without saying
but I said it anyway, no offense.”
“None taken and of course. Anything else?” Willow hoped that there was
something else because that really did go without saying.
“Yes, um, joking is allowed and welcome. I don’t want this to get all
heavy and worry like, because I don’t feel bad about any of this. A
little sad about a few things, but no bad. So, can we try that?” Buffy
was feeling good about her thoughts, but mostly she really liked the
vibe here tonight and didn’t want it to come crashing down.
“Okay, this is now an angst free zone. Though, knowing this town,
there’s probably a city code we’re breaking or something.” Willow
tried for the joke reply to show her support for joking, but she knew
that one fell kinda flat.
Laughing anyway, Buffy replied, “Okay, well you don’t have to force
them or anything, but you know what I mean. So, these thoughts aren’t
just from tonight. Some are from way back. Some are a new way of
looking at old things. Well, anyway, my first Rev should start things
off nicely.” Buffy was just staring at the dancing shadows, took a
deep breath and continued. “Okay, so first off I’m also kinda gay.”
She paused, waiting to hear the reaction.
“Oh, well that I kinda knew. But I didn’t know that you would know.”
Willow couldn’t help but blow the surprise on that one.
“What do you mean you kinda knew? How did you know?” Buffy asked,
turning now to the side to watch Willow.