"Huh," Willow says, frowning at the computer screen.
"What's wrong?" Oz asks her looking for an explanation while bringing over a mug of coffee. For a moment Willow appreciated the gesture he was always thinking of her.
"It's weird, this is the site for the Sunnydale packaging plant for the company, but...I can't find an address, or a phone number, or... anything! It's like they don't want to leave a trail, whoever these guys are."
"Well buildings can't just appear out of thin air so there has to be something," Oz offered helpfully to which Willow frowned before nodding and burying herself in another hack in some files. It was then Buffy walked back into the library with the same stone face as she left.
"Did you see anything on patrol?" Xander asked Buffy.
"Something's weird," she commented just to process about what she had seen.
"Something's not?" Oz replied coming down from where Willow was still hacking. He had been hearing that word a lot since he learned about vampires and joined the group.
"No one's protecting their houses," Buffy described. "Everyone's just... wandering… Defenceless but there is no vampires." The group all consider this strange dilemma as Buffy adds. "Soup's on, but no one's grabbing a spoon."
Oz nods. "Something's happening... someplace that's else."
"I'd say something big," Buffy warns them. "So, what have you managed to come up with?"
Just then Willow jumps up from her seat and shouts "I found it!" The others turn to her. "Buffy, I found the local packaging plant!" She exclaims joyfully as Buffy and the others came to where she was sitting. With no time to print it she instead scribbles down the address and hands the paper to Buffy.
Starring at the paper Buffy slipped into slayermode. When she did that people listened, they survived. "Okay Willow, Oz, you two stay here and keep researching," she says. "I'm going to go check out packaging plant. Xander how about you take my mother home." She was keen to get rid of her mother as she had seen enough weirdness from her mother to last her a lifeline.
"Why do I have to do the baby sit!" Xander whined feeling left out. Here the group was doing stuff and he was stuck babysitting. "Why can't Oz do it?"
"Because my mother seems to have this creepy crush thing going on with Oz hence the flirting. You she isn't interested in." Buffy replied.
"Yeah, why is that?" Xander asked Joyce crossing his arms huffing. "What's wrong with me?!"
"I don't think we have time to get into that just go!" Buffy said rather dismissively.
"But I could help with the research! Or come with you be your back up!" Xander protested.
"Xander!" Buffy seethed. "Just take my mother home and stay out of trouble! I have had enough weirdness tonight I don't need anymore!"
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At the loading dock behind the Milk bar factory. Two men have cases of chocolate open and are throwing them out into a crowd who are only getting larger and rowdier by the minute. Joyce's Jeep arrives as Buffy pulls it to a screeching halt. She gets out and marches over to the crowd. She moves past Giles and Cordelia, who are into some serious making out virtually no space between them oblivious to everything, but their bodies pressed against each other. Seeing the unlikely couple Buffy stops in her tracks. She turns to face them with a look of total disbelief on her face. "Giles?!" Buffy all but sputtered. "Cordelia?!"
At hearing her name Cordelia reluctantly broke the kiss, but not before sucking seductively on Ripper's lower lip. God this version of Giles was addictive. Turning to see a shocked Buffy Cordelia looked like she was a deer in headlights as she saw the blonde slayer. "Buffy?!" she almost gasped snapping back to reality.
Not interested in the slayer anyway shape or form Giles leaned into Cordelia's neck kissing her skin earning a groan from the cheerleader. "Go away." He said to Buffy not skipping a beat. "We're busy."
"Giles!" Buffy yelled at him in disgust. She pulled Cordelia away from her Watcher. He grumbled but let her be dragged away from his arms.
"Oh my god Buffy!" Cordelia exclaimed as Buffy pulled her forcefully towards her and away from Giles putting some space between herself and Buffy's watcher. "Okay you better explain to me what the hellmouth is going on here and when did your watcher get so… hot?!" Cordelia asked her desperately for answers.
Buffy closed her eyes for a moment. 'I will not hit Cordelia,' she tells herself. 'Hitting Cordelia, as nice as it might feel, does no good.' Taking a deep breath, she opened her eyes to look at the brunette. "Cordelia, we don't know what's going on," she says. "To put it in words you can understand, all the adults in town are acting really weird. My mom has been really scary, and... we" Buffy explained before pausing to look at Cordelia in confusion. "Where did you get that coat?" At the question Cordelia gripped the stylish and stolen coat tightly to her body. "Never mind," Buffy continues. "Listen..."
"Christ, how long does it take to check up with each other?" Giles snaps, stalking over to them and wrapping his arm back around Cordelia's waist. Buffy stares at him briefly, then shakes her head. "Bugger off!" Giles yells at Buffy getting in her face.
"Giles, think about this. You wanna fight me, or you wanna let me talk to Cordelia?" Buffy warned him.
Cordelia reached up and put her hand on Giles's shoulder. "Just another minute, okay?" She says to him sweetly to try and calm him down. "Just got to do some girl talk." Giles realises he wouldn't have a chance against Buffy and backs down, yanking his hand from her and up to the side of his face, where he grabs a cigarette from behind his ear. Buffy turns back to her Cordelia as Giles puts the cigarette into his mouth and reaches into his pocket for his lighter.
"Giles!? Seriously?!" Buffy asked Cordelia full of sarcasm and in total disbelief while Giles lit his smoke. Despite what was going on she was looking forward to seeing the self-proclaimed Queen of Sunnydale squirm as she explained the night's events to them.
"I didn't plan any of it!" Cordelia exclaimed before remembering who she was talking to. "Besides I don't think you are one to talk Mrs Vampire Slayer to every vampire apart from ones whose name begins with A." She said shooting Buffy a venomous glare that she returned with icy daggers of her own.
Principal Snyder came up to the pair of them as giddy as a schoolboy. "Hey, look. They're, they're giving away candy. You want some candy?" he asked both the girls.
"No, I don't!" Buffy all but growled at him in frustration at having to be the only sane person in town right now. "And you don't need any more, either!" Snyder gulped at being spoken to in such a harsh manner and at the prospect of his beloved candy being taken away from him and jumped back into the crowd never to be seen again. Turning back to Cordelia Buffy sighed tired of everything that she had seen and heard tonight. "Look I don't want to know but this is dangerous right here and you need to go home."
From behind her Giles exclaimed "Bugger that she is going nowhere!"
Buffy span around to face him as he took a drag from his cigarette. "Giles Listen to me! You need..."
"No, you listen to me!" Giles said interrupting her while pointing at her. "I'm your Watcher, so you do what I tell you!" He points at the Jeep. "Now, sod off!" Buffy grabs the cigarette from his mouth, throws it down and stomps it out.
Giles looked like he wanted to rip Buffy a new one deciding that that would most likely lead to Giles getting broken bones Cordelia stepped in between them. "Hey," Cordelia says nervously to Giles, "uh, maybe we should help them out, you know? I mean it might be fun."
"Hell no! I'm having a good time for the first time in years, and no way am I gonna let this daft cow ruin it!" Giles replied to Cordelia gesturing to Buffy who fumed at what she had just been called.
"You want to see some fun, do you?" Buffy asked him sternly. She heads for the crowd. Giles grinning wide at seeing her wound up grabs Cordelia's hand and starts after her. He always enjoyed watching a good brawl. Buffy pushes her way through the crowd toward the loading dock. She steps up on a crate and dispatches one of the men tossing candy to the crowd by punching him in the back of the knee. He crumples and falls off of the end of the dock. Buffy log rolls onto the platform and flips up to her feet. The other man throws away the box of candy bars he just grabbed, and Buffy ducks, thinking that it's being thrown at her. The man tries to punch her, but she punches him in the side and then backhand punches him in the face, following up with two more punches to the gut and the face. She ducks his attempt at a punch and roundhouse kicks him in the back, knocking him into the factory wall. She grabs onto his shirt, spins halfway around and launches him off of the dock and into the air towards another wall. He hits it hard and slides to the pavement.
Buffy turns to see Giles and Cordelia at the base of the dock. "Last chance go home Cordelia!" Buffy told her.
Cordelia crossed her arms over her ample bosom. "This is one time where I don't have to follow your orders! I even got your watcher on my side!" She said nodding to Giles who hopped up onto the dock and pulled Cordelia up. Shaking her head in anger but not saying anything Buffy kicks in the door to the factory entering as Giles and Cordelia follow her into the building. Inside the factory the place is piled to the ceiling with cases of Milk bars. With Cordelia and Giles in tow Buffy looks around to see what she can find. Across the room from the conveyor where the boxes are sealed, she sees a man on a phone, listening. He's there alone. "There is so much chocolate laying around," remarked Cordelia turning up her nose looking around. It would be Xander's idea of heaven no doubt.
Buffy approaches the man on the phone while Giles helped himself to a few candy bars stuffing them into his pockets. "This is place is the bees knees."
The man starts talking into the phone. "Yeah, I've been out there," Ethan told the person on the other end. "Town's wide open. You guys can go anytime."
Buffy immediately recognises the voice and crosses her arms as she closes the distance between them. "Ethan Rayne," she says coldly recalling her previous experiences with the man.
He turns to face her, and his eyes go wide with surprise. Upon hearing the name, Giles approaches him also. Joyce is close behind. Together the three of them make an imposing sight. "Might wanna hurry," Ethan mutters into the phone, nervously and hopelessly it must be said.
"Ethan," Giles growled.
"Ripper," Ethan nodded at the other man. He then wasted no time breaking into a fast run. Buffy and Giles give immediate chase as Cordelia stayed decided that chasing wasn't her thing. Ethan runs under the inclined end of the conveyor and pulls a rack behind him to block their way, but the two of them just jump over the low end of it instead and continue the chase.
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"This is just typical of them!" Xander said and Joyce couldn't help but roll her eyes as this guy continued to complain about his friends like a full-on diva on Broadway as they slowly walked back to her house. "I mean okay a few weeks ago I fell asleep watching wolf Oz which was blown way out of proportion, if you ask me and now it's like 'Xander can't be trusted with the important things'. I mean I make one or two mistakes and they come down on me like a ton of bricks! What about when Buffy… or that time when Willow…" He frowns hard trying to think of examples when his friends messed up, but nothing was coming up. "Well… obviously as their friend I am not one to keep score! Yeah! You see forgive and forget they should put that on my tombstone! But trust me when I say it's neck and neck!" Joyce shook her head does this guy ever stop! She got the feeling that he enjoyed his own whining, and no doubt could bitch to himself better than anyone can. Unlocking the front door Xander ushered her inside. "And see here I got you back home safe and sound, not a scratch on you and no extra weirdness but is anyone around to see this? No! I mean…"
He would have said, a lot more probably another speech about how it feels to be undervalued and mistreated but he didn't. He was cut off when Joyce grabbed his collar and pulled him down to her face, planting a deep kiss on his lips. Shocked for a second Xander can't help but be stunned as this woman kissed him hard. He managed to prize her off from for a second. "What the hell!?" Xander gasps trying to work out when he had officially walked into the twilight zone. "What are you doing? I mean do you know what you are doing? Have you eating more chocolate behind our backs? Is chocolate making you even more insane? Are you…"
"God! Do you ever stop babbling?" Joyce barked at him stopping him from asking yet another question.
Xander looked aghast. "See why does everyone say that?!" he whined. "I do not babble. I occasionally run-on, every now and then I yammer..." Any further statements died when Joyce again practically attacked his mouth with her lips. He couldn't help but let out a pleasurable groan. Joyce's lips tasted sweet as candy which was expected given her diet this even and her lips were so soft. After a few moments of making out which would rival some of his previous broom closet romps with Cordelia he managed to pry her off him. "We can't do this," Xander said with a shake of his head. "It's wrong." What the hell was he thinking? This was Joyce… er Mrs. Summers. Buffy's mom. He shouldn't be thinking about her the way he was. He didn't have the right. Besides Buffy would kill him.
"Exactly why we should do it," Joyce replied, talking to him seductively. "Are you telling me you always play by the rules? It's so much more fun having fun! Can you imagine it? The two of us together… naked and sweaty... taking you inside me... using my tongue on you..."
Xander tried to fight off her advances, but the mental images formed in his mind, letting him see what she was describing to him. "We can't Mrs Summers…"
She didn't give him a chance to finish his statement. "Call me Joyce."
"Oh… oh…" Xander swallowed hard. "Okay. Joyce." He had called her by her first name in his head a million times mostly during particularly naughty dreams. He mentally slapped himself. Now definitely wasn't the time to be thinking of those. He had to get out of her, but she was blocking the front door. He manages to get out of her embrace and moves to the back door vowing to run as soon as he got outside but she too quick for him and gets in his way. With no other choice he finds himself being backed up the stairs. Joyce stalked up the stairs after him slowly like a panther circling around its prey. Xander continued to edge away from the approaching Joyce Summers and found himself with nowhere else to go stepping into Buffy's bedroom.
Joyce moved towards him as he stopped in the middle of the room with nowhere else to go, placing a single finger on his lips as she whispered. "You telling me you don't want this?" She asked full of seduction.
"I would be lying if I said a firm no!" Xander admitted before he began to blush and stammered out. "Plus…I never… I mean… I haven't before", trailing off.
Joyce didn't understand at first, but then realized that he meant "You know you are awfully cute," she told him as one of her delicate hands started to massage him through his jeans, feeling the erection that Xander could NOT avoid. "It doesn't matter if it's the first time," she says gently before adding full of mischief. "Beside I will just make if more memorable!" She promised the young man. Call it what you want to. Hormones. Being young. Being young with raging hormones. Stupidity brought on by mad lust. Whatever the case Xander was unable to resist her, and she knew it as she assaulted him with her lips, kissing him roughly
As their lips met, they both knew they shouldn't be doing this, but they were powerless to stop. Neither really wanted to anyway. Waves of desire crashed upon their bodies. How could something that was wrong feel so right? Lips parted to allow tongues to enter the warm caverns of their mouths. Joyce moaned as his tongue slid into her mouth. His hands caressed her shoulders, her neck, before tangling into her hair. This was dangerous, maddening passion. Bad, bad, bad, bad, and nothing good could come of it if they get caught. Reckless and hot and oh so wrong it had to be right. Damn it all, this felt so erotically good. She moans against him pulling at his shirt trying to undo the buttons before simply getting halfway and yanking it off him.
Joyce then stood up and kicked off her boots and stripped off her socks. She then pulled her top up and over her head looking at Xander's face to gauge his reaction. By the growing look of lust on it, she assumed that he was enjoying what he saw. She unbuttoned her skirt and eased them, slowly pulling them down over her hips and legs and onto the floor. Xander couldn't help but look in awe as Joyce stood in front of him in only her bra and panties. She then climbed onto the bed, straddling Xander. Grabbed the edge of his t-shirt she raises it up with Xander holding up his arms to help her in removing the shirt, but she didn't take the shirt off. Instead, she leaned over and flicked her tongue against his right nipple. Xander moaned at this activity. Liking his reaction, Faith did the same to the other nipple, nipping at it and then sucking it. While she was doing this, Xander cupped Joyce's breasts and squeezed them, feeling her nipples harden.
Moaning she reaches behind her back to undo the clasp and he pulled the straps down over her shoulders and pulled the bra off. Taking her in he gazed at Joyce with unconcealed passion, and choked out, "You look so beautiful." She smiled at him and plunged her tongue back into his mouth. His tongue moved around in her mouth as his hands found themselves clutching her buttocks. They kissed her the next minute, and then breaking off the kiss she took mouth and placed it on her left breast. Xander needed no further encouragement than that. He sucked hard at the nipple, alternately swirling his tongue over it, and pulling at it with his teeth. Her hands in his hair Joyce moaned and said, "Don't stop." As Xander continue to suck at her breast, she placed her hand on Xander's bulge and ran her hand over it. Through his boxers, she cupped his cock in her hand and squeezed. He couldn't help but shudder, letting go of her breast. "Do you like that?", she whispers in his ear. He nodded, God yes! he's mad with thirsting for her and has to have her now as she pushed her hand harder on his cock.
Grunting Joyce pulled off his boxers and stripped off her panties. She's so ready and he's so hard and this is so wrong and they're gonna do it anyway. She is back on him in a second and another second later he's embedded inside her as she slid down onto his cock pushing deeper him into the most heavenly moist heat of her body arching her back in response, offering herself fully to the moment. Xander let out a deep groan as he felt himself move inside her. This was so crazy, what they're doing. Bad and wrong and not even a little right. It was hot as well. So hot he's panting with his mouth slightly open watching her breasts jiggle as she begins to ride him in earnest. "Oh my god! you fuck so damn good!" Xander cries out. His brash, earnest praise earns him a kiss as she leans down rubbing her hard nipples on his chest. A warm silence fell as they kissed softly, deeply enjoying the taste of each other. His cock twitched and throbbed inside her. Her slickness coated him like a second moist skin, allowing for the most pleasurable lunges imaginable.
Holding her by the waist, the sight of his hard cock parting her spread nether lips will be burned forever in his memory. They're totally entwined together. Her tongue met his, duelling back and forth behind their teeth as they fucked madly. The steady contractions of her snug inner walls around his cock, clutching, sucking, squeezing at his shaft with each exquisite thrust and withdrawal. She's a thousand times his best fantasy. Thrusting into her tight little womb, he felt in awe of her.
She bit her lip lightly when his back arched and he rose to meet her. He was beginning to get over his shock and get into it she thought as she continued to ride him hard. You couldn't fault his enthusiasm which made sense, she figured. If there was one thing Xander Harris had a lot of, it was enthusiasm. She kissed him so ravenously, breathing hotly onto his mouth. Letting out a husky groan after another deep penetration she pulls back to gaze up at him, her eyes filled with passion. "I want it so bad... I want to see your face when you cum inside me for the first time." Her nose crinkled up and her lips curved down into a sneer so sexy she felt Xander's body shiver. "Don't stop, please don't stop," she half-begged, half-pleaded, seething through clenched teeth.
"Feels so good… so very good!" Xander panted onto her succulent, soft lips. Between her thighs, the lips of her sex were stretched taut, clinging to his hard cock as he thrust into her harder. The bed rocked and shook from the force of their coupling. Teenage lust run amok, they worked each other into a passionate frenzy, blazing upward towards that zenith of intense pleasure they're so close to reacting to the best part both of them panting and moaning each other's names. Xander couldn't keep up the pace for long, and erupted into Joyce, his sperm filling her. At the same moment, Joyce came, spasming around his cock.
Well… he had eaten a ton of the cursed chocolate himself he thought to himself if anyone was to ask him his reasons for this.
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Cordelia was pacing around to try to keep from thinking about things... like how crazy and surreal this night had been and then she hears shouts, and someone comes running towards her. Without thinking, she kicks, and hears her foot connect with a kneecap. The guy crumples, and she knows she's seen him somewhere before, and of course in other things Hellmouth related activities, and is trying to place him when Buffy and Giles catch up.
"Thanks, Cordy," Buffy says shortly, her attention still on the guy on the floor as she hauls him to his feet and throws him against a wall.
"Very nice," Ripper purrs impressed giving her a hug. That was a highly unusual thing for Giles to say to her. Buffy and Willow might receive a comment like that but for herself and Xander they were given snarky put downs and disapproval. Looking at Giles there was no dissatisfaction or falseness in sight as he angled his gaze to hers, only raw desire. It burned through her like wildfire sparking a trail of heat leaving her flushed and hot, and craving contact. Wrapping her arms around him she raised her neck giving him access to kiss that funny ear-jaw-throat place again and this time sucking slightly.
"Stop it," Buffy shouts, punching the guy once more just to make sure he won't put up any more of a fight, then dropping him. "Hello, Ethan," she says coolly.
Ethan. Cordelia's mind searches for that name. Okay, yeah, she knows that name. Ethan, Ethan, Ethan..."Oh, is *that* hello?" he asks, and his voice is British too, and *that's* it. He was the guy she first heard the name Ripper from. That's right! Last year when that sleep walking demon from Giles's past showed up! She kicked him then she recalled proudly. "I'd rather gotten the impression that you greeted people by beating the hell out of them."
"Well, that'd make life with some people a lot easier," Buffy says cheerfully, placing a foot on Ethan's throat to make sure he doesn't try anything. "So how about you tell us what you're doing in Sunnydale? I mean, this is pretty much a talk-or-bleed situation, so I would think the choice was obvious, but hey, wouldn't surprise me if you like that kinda thing, so..."
"Kick him," Ripper offers, arm back around Cordelia's waist. Buffy turns around to say something but noticing the arm-waist contact and the fact that Cordelia was slowly traced her fingernails across Giles's arm, seems about to say something else, and finally just shakes her head and turns back to Ethan.
"I'd just like to point out," Ethan says, voice a little strained, possibly because of the boot on his throat, "that this wasn't my idea."
"Meaning?" Buffy prompts, pressing down just a little with her heel.
"Meaning," Ethan chokes out, "that it's not me you want. I'm subcontracting. For Trick. You want him. I'm just helping him collect a tribute...for a demon."
"He's lying," Ripper snaps. "Kick him."
"I don't think he is, shut up, and get your hands off of Cordelia," Buffy calls without looking back.
Ripper lets go of Cordelia for a second to storm forward. "You're my Slayer," he snarls, "kick him till his ribs - "
"Giles!" Buffy shouts, turning to look at her Watcher. He stalks back to Cordelia and kisses her, hard, his hands sliding under her shirt and up her back. Clinging to his arms, Cordelia moaned against the fierce passion of the kiss as his lips massaged hers. She's a lot less aware of what's being said between Buffy and Ethan for the moment, and catches his lower lip in her teeth, biting down gently. Ripper growls, and she shivers as one of his fingers traces along her spine.
"HEY!" someone shouts at them. They both look up, startled, to find a disgusted-looking Buffy and a smirking Ethan staring at them. "I need you two to keep an eye on Ethan while I call Willow and tell her what I found out."
Ripper grins. "Night just keeps getting better," he says, pulling out the gun he stole from the cop. He turns off the safety but rolls his eyes at Buffy's glare and hands it to Cordelia. Not use to holding a firearm Cordelia reacts a little stiffly but then trains the gun on Ethan, and Buffy, looking as assured as can be expected, walks off, Ripper kicks Ethan in the ribs.
"Giles!" Buffy shouts. "Not unless he tries to get away...or," she adds, "unless he gives any sign that he's got something else to share with us. Cordelia..." Buffy looks at her doubtfully. "You think you can keep an eye on Giles?"
Cordelia rolls her eyes. "Duh."
Buffy looks from them to Ethan, and finally runs off. "I won't be long," she promises.
Ethan resumes smirking as soon as Buffy's gone. "Well, doesn't look like all the Slayer's friends are having a bad time. Tell me, Ripper - "
"Hey," she snaps at Ethan, "I've kicked you twice in our lives now, but they say the third time's the charm. Shut up or we'll find out if that's true or not."
"That a girl," Ripper snickers. "Honestly you ponce, Cordelia beat you up!"
"Hey!" she and Ethan protest at the same time. They glare at each other.
"I kick hard!" she says, as Ethan says "She didn't beat me up, just...startled me. Brought me down. Twice, now."
"Sure, she did," Ripper sneers, kicking Ethan while he's down and kissing Cordelia's neck. She couldn't help but quivered a little under his sensual touch while she keeps the gun trained on Ethan. "Kick him again, baby. Hard," he adds, teeth closing gently on her earlobe for a second while sliding a hand down to onto her ass. The gentle sway of her curvy little backside encased in that tight skirt had driven him to near madness all night long. She shivers as she feels his solid frame firmly pressed into her from behind, but her gun hand remains steady with her beautifully polished nails hovering by the trigger despite Ethan's leering.
"Well done, Ripper," he mutters weakly. "You know you'll be fired and sued onto the street for that when the spell wears off, don't you?"
"Shut up," she and Ripper say at the same time, pulling back their legs as though to kick him. They look at each other, smirk eyeing each other hungrily for a moment before turning to look back at Ethan.
"I can so beat people up," Cordelia mutters getting into the idea of being a badass. She had longed perfected the act of running away from danger screaming. This was a lot more fun than being damsel in distress "I could beat you up right now if I wanted to," she warned Ethan fully getting into character.
"Sounds like fun," Ripper whispered evilly in her ear as he brushed some of her hair off the side of her neck, not saying a single word, his lips found her soft skin, wetly kissing her as she hummed delightfully.
"Oh, please do," Ethan adds.
"Maybe I don't want to," she says sotto voice to Ripper who couldn't help but chuckle. "Maybe I like you whole," she adds before turning to give Ripper a naturally sultry look and giving him a brief kiss then turning back to glare at Ethan. "And I told you to shut up," she says in her normal voice. She kicks him, and he groans.
"See?" Ripper asks. "Wasn't that fun?" Enjoying seeing his vixen loosen up a little more.
"Yep," Cordelia said her impish smile. "Hope I get a chance to do it again sometime." Winking at him. She knew it probably wasn't the smartest thing to egg him on, but his mood was so infectious.
"It's the only good thing about the fact that he keeps coming back here," Ripper agrees. They both smile cruelly at Ethan, who isn't smirking anymore, and who remains surprisingly quiet until Buffy comes back, looking grave.
"Come on," Buffy says, her voice hard, looking only at Cordelia and Ripper.
"What about Ethan?" Cordelia asks, gun still on Rayne.
Buffy frowns looking at the man. "Giles, see if you can find something to tie him up with. There must be rope, or twine, or something around here." He and Cordelia look at each other for a moment, and she nods at the coat, still draped over a crate. Ripper grabs it, goes through the pockets, and finally pulls out a pair of handcuffs. Cordelia doesn't look at Buffy, but to aim, she's got no choice but to keep looking at Ethan, who's smirking again.
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At the sixth or maybe seventh ring Xander finally managed to reach over and grab the phone. Recognising the caller id as the library he knew who it was and why it was calling. "Yeah, Will?" Xander uttered more than a little panicked.
"Hey, Xander," Willow said brightly far too brightly for his tastes.
"Hey Will! What's up?" Xander asked who resisted the urge to toss the phone away and dive back into bed where Joyce was grinning at him.
"Um. Not much," Willow replied unaware of Xander's true desires. "Oz and I were able to give Buffy some more information on the curse chocolate. She found Giles it seems, and they are working together by the way and some the tone of her voice he is beyond freaky! I'm just checking in on you and Mrs Summers."
Xander frowned at that. It wasn't that he minded hearing from Willow, he always loved talking to her, but right really wasn't the time to call. "Uh everything here is cool Willow! We are cool and here is cool, okay. Consider me checked."
Willow frowned at hearing Xander's quick talking. Something felt off. "Is everything okay over there?"
He looked at Joyce who was lying next to him and had a very satisfied look on her face. She mouthed the words, "Oh yeah" at him, then gave him a suggestive look. Xander cleared his throat and tried not to think about a nude Joyce Summers lying next to his nude self on Buffy's bed. When Joyce began to kiss and lick at his neck, it became much more difficult. He did his best to ease away and shot her a look, but she stopped him from moving while seemingly too pleased with herself to care about Willow's call. The truth was, he wasn't exactly begging her to stop. Especially when she began to slide one leg up and down in between his legs.
"Everything's g-good!" Xander said, the last word rising in pitch just slightly. "Never better!" His eyes rolled back slightly as Joyce's hand gripped his cock and began to pump his shaft. He wasn't sure he was even capable of getting hard again, but his body seemed determined to try. So did Mrs Summers as she pumped him a little harder. She bit his ear slightly and he twitched, and she let out a tiny coo of pleasure.
"What was that?" Willow asked confused.
"What?" Xander squeaked in panic and Joyce had to bit her lip from laughing. He was cute when he was nervous. "Oh that! It was nothing we are just watching some tv in the background so what is this demon about?" Xander said keen to distract Willow. Joyce got an idea and slid down the bed as Xander looked everywhere but her because she was far too distracting.
"Well, it seems like it is some snake like demon," Willow carried on. "You should see the picture of this thing Xander it's huge!" She frowned when she heard a deep groan. "What are you watching over there?" Xander groaned and looked down at Joyce Summers who had now taken position at the foot of the bed and was kissing his rock-hard cock. Her eyes stared up at him, playful and mischievous as she lowered her lips around him and began to bob her head up and down. Hearing the young man's heavy breathing she couldn't help but moan happily and just a little arrogantly around his shaft, Joyce looked up at him once more and gave him a saucy little wink.
"Just… ummm… sports!" Xander bit back a groan. This was crazy and so reckless. Willow was no fool and here they were playing with fire.
"Anyway," Willow continued. "Buffy thinks that Trick needs to dull Sunnydale adults in order to take the tribute for Lurconis." Xander muttered an okay distractedly as Joyce continued her maddeningly awesome ministrations. He bit his lip as he watched Joyce's head bob up and down on his hard member, her mouth taking in more of his shaft as she sucked him hungrily.
Sensing his panic Joyce snorted around him amused, then closed her eyes and began to suck with greater enthusiasm. She moaned for him as her mouth slid up and down the length of him. Her tongue massaged him as best she could, and she began to stroke the sides of his legs with her hands as she sucked. Despite having already had sex with Buffy's mother more than once already, Xander was getting close to his climax. She was going to be the death of him, he knew. Even his teenaged libido couldn't keep up with her. Who would have ever guessed that Joyce Summers would be so insatiable?
"Xander are you sure you guys are, okay?" Willow asked suspicious.
Xander nearly growled before replying. "Yeah! We are all good here just big game!" Covering the phone with his hand. "You have to stop Willow is close to figuring out something is wrong!" He hissed down to Joyce who didn't reply as she simply slurped on his hard length, loving the taste of him as she sucked hard on his cock. Xander looked down at the top of the Buffy mother's head in his lap and then at the phone, torn between worried about being caught and excited of being caught. Joyce massaged the ridge underneath the head with the tip of her tongue, causing a moan to escape Xander's lips.
"What is it? Basketball!" Willow enquired.
"Yeah, and it's going to the second quarter got to go bye!" Xander all but yelled quickly hanging up the phone. He moaned out Joyce's name as he slightly bucked up towards her suckling mouth, feeling ready to cum again. She felt Xander bucking harder as she sucked him, sensing his release as
she sucked harder, hungry for his cum. The dark hair boy came with a roar, filling Joyce's mouth with his warm cum. The blonde teen swallowed everything he had to give her, feeling his cock soften in her hot, wet mouth. She let him out as he lay there panting trying to slow his breathing down. Joyce teased him a little more by using a finger to scoop up any remnants of his orgasm and suck it into her mouth.
Xander actually gulped she was insane.
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"Wait, you're saying this thing eats *babies*?" Cordelia asks, staring at Buffy in horror. Vaguely, she can hear Ripper talking to the desk nurse out front, but for once this night she isn't interested in him but rather she focusing on Buffy now.
"Yeah," Buffy says quietly. "Pretty gruesome, huh? Ethan said that's why they did the teenager-regression thing. There's no way people in this town would let Trick get away with it, otherwise."
"When did Ethan say..." Cordelia began not recalling Ethan explaining those details but seeing Buffy's pointed look and remembering what she and Giles had engaged in at the factory she just rolled her eyes. "Oh. Never mind!"
At that point, Ripper storms back in shaking his head. "She says she never saw who took them." Stupid bloody Americans.
"I know who took them," Buffy says grimly.
"Well, are we gonna do anything?" Cordelia demands looking at the two of them.
"Yeah," Ripper adds. "Let's find the demon, and..."
"Kick its ass!" Cordelia finishes smiling at him full of mischief which he returns with his own amoral smile.
"Okay, that's scary," Buffy snaps looking back and forth at the pair of troublemakers. She noticed and was a little taken aback by the subconscious way Cordelia had connected with her teenage watcher's bad way of thinking. They were clearly a bad influence on each other. God and she thought the combo of Xander, and Cordelia was bad enough. "And since neither of you was listening when Ethan was talking, let me clue you in. We don't know where Lurconis is. Trick could be headed anywhere in town with those babies. Hell, he might be going - "
Ripper is frowning now, not scowling or leering or glaring but frowning, he's frowning and just for a moment, he's Giles. The one they were both familiar with and were use to dealing with. "Lurconis..." he muses. "'Lurconis dwells beneath the city,'" he recites. "'Filth to filth."
Buffy and Cordelia both stare at him. "What?" Buffy asks. When Giles was in the zone you listened as he would provide much needed information even if sometimes it would sound boring.
"I know this," Giles says, deep in thought, staring at Buffy. "Or... I knew this. 'Lurconis' is...it means 'glutton', and we'll find it..." He trails off, thinking, then shrugs, and he's Ripper again. "In the sewers." Well, it was a brief flash of her former watcher but at least they know where to look for this demon Buffy considered.
"Sewers?" Cordelia repeats, looking down mournfully at her outfit. "That's great. Giant demon, baby sacrifice, and I'll never be able to save this outfit now." Buffy glares at her. "What?" Cordelia demands. "Giles is the one hopped up on curse-chocolate, not me."
"Yeah," Ripper grins, pulling Cordelia to him grinning widely. She couldn't help but match his grin as he continued, "it wouldn't be half as fun otherwise." Forgetting all about the gaping audience in Buffy, Cordelia met his mouth with her own in a kiss that left no doubt in anyone's mind that they had passion. Giles' lips captured hers in a soft, but urgent caress. Moaning against his mouth, Cordelia opened up to the dart of his tongue against her warmth. A countering heat flamed up inside her as Cordelia wound her fingers into his hair and gave back to the kiss just as much energy and need, their mouths meshing together and growing urgent.
"Look, you two!" Buffy finally shouts distracting the couple who broke apart to turn to her. Her facial expression was one of complete disgust and irritation. "Those children are going to die unless you can see fit to keep your hands off of each other for more than three minutes at a time. Giles, I need you to at least try to be an adult. Cordelia, act your age. Or...no, don't do that. Act *his* age," she says, nodding to Ripper who smirked.
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The battle, she didn't see much of. Everyone mainly wanted her to get the kids to safety, and as she was neither Slayer nor badass, Cordelia was more than happy to do just that. Buffy naturally went in first and was in the centre of the battle kicking and punching all vampires that came her way. Giles still in Ripper mode jumped down and joined in clearly stupidly affected by the chocolate curse. For his reckless behaviour he was nearly swallowed whole by some giant snake but luckily Buffy was able to set it on fire with a broken gas pipe. Giles was nearly out of the water by this point and rolls over the rim of the pool as he saw what Buffy was about to do. Buffy angled the gas pipe into one of the torches, and it bursts into flames.
Cordelia watched with distaste as the slayer aims it at Lurconis, and the snake demon rears back and screams in pain. Buffy, she decided was sick when it came to slaying as Cordelia watches in terror as the slayer waves the pipe around until Lurconis is engulfed in flames. She pushes the gas pipe aside as the demon retreats back into its tunnel, screaming. When it was over, when it was quiet again, Buffy hurried over to check on her and the kids. They were fine, of course, and she looked over to the small pool Ripper was crawling out of, soaked through. "Ripper!" Cordelia all but yelled rushing over to him and kissing him deeply before slapping him hard. She thought that Xander was dumb and stupid when it came to slaying but this guy was far worse! "What the hell are you thinking! You trying to get yourself killed?!" A minute ago, he had been wild, reckless and crazy but now he was more like Giles. He had the whole Hugh Grant stuttering thing going on. Oh yeah the way he reacted when their eyes met told her that he was most definitely Giles again.
Which, of course, was good.