Lyrics: "Black Velvet" by Alannah Myles
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Buffy was actually skipping as she approached the Magic Box. They had made two days a week set aside for their "dance lessons." She anticipated them all the time. She'd brought a CD player last week. Giles had asked if she got tired of his voice and she told him that she just wanted to contribute to the lessons more. He agreed that was a good point and he also didn't want to end up losing his voice.
She smiled as she clinched the CD in her hand and passed by him at the counter with a wave, heading straight for the training room. She popped in the CD and rushed into the tiny bathroom to change quickly. When she emerged, he still hadn't come into the training room. She heard the voices of Anya and Xander and knew he was instructing them to stay and watch the store. Buffy smiled and set the CD player up. She turned out the lights and waited in a dark corner of the room with the remote.
Giles crept into the training room slowly. "Buffy?" He heard a click and soon the sound of a smooth guitar lick.
//Mississippi in the middle of a dryspell...//
He smiled as he recognized the song. Black Velvet.
Buffy emerged slowly from the darkness and his jaw about hit the floor. She was dressed in a short black velvet skirt with a white silk sleeveless shirt. Her hair was swept up into a twist with a few tendrils falling around her face. She smiled. "Ready for your lesson?"
He smiled. "Always." He went to take her hand but she stopped him.
"This time we're going to try something a little different." She slid one of her legs between his and rested her hands on his shoulders. "Let's see if we can make Patrick Swayze jealous." She pressed her hips to his and smiled.
He took a moment to get adjusted to her boldness then smiled. "That's easy." He wrapped an arm around her waist and dipped her back, bending his knee to support her weight on it. She gasped as he did so and was smiling when he brought her back up and began to move against her to the music.
//Black velvet in that little boy's smile. Black velvet with that slow southern style. A new religion that'll bring her to her knees. Blank velvet if you please...//
Not only were the notes and the singer's voice sounding as smooth and velvety as the song, but the way their bodies connected was so fluid. His hand slid down and cupped her bottom as he moved her against him. She involuntarily moaned and pulled him closer. They couldn't really tell when the song ended because she had put it on loop. They didn't care either. They just danced. It was more intimate than anything either had experienced before. They didn't need to have sex or to even speak words. They only needed to feel the fuel for the fire. They needed that delicate balance of body and soul.
Her hand played with the hair at the nap of neck as she locked eyes with him and pulled him down to her. She pressed her lips to his and prayed for a similar response from him.
She didn't have to wait long. He kissed her back with the passion that she gave him, teasing her mouth open with his tongue so he could explore the warmth of her mouth. This kiss didn't stop their dance however, only intensified it. Both of them were gasping between their kiss. He slipped his hand under her skirt, up her thigh and rested it on her bare hip, grinding himself against her. She lifted her leg up over his hip and flung her head back. He took the opportunity to trail kisses down her neck.
When the lights flew on he dropped her to the ground with a thud.
"Oh wow." Willow stood gaping at the doorway.
Giles turned off the CD player then offered his hand to Buffy. "Willow, was there something you needed?"
She swallowed. "Uh, I uh, just wanted to get, uh, Buffy's help on... You know I think I've interrupted." She turned and bolted out the door.
Buffy sighed and straightened her skirt, then looked up at him shyly. "So, thank you..." She smiled and went to the CD player to put away her CD.
He came up behind her and put his hands on her waist. "Buffy..."
She whipped around. "Giles, we can't. This isn't right and I'm sorry. I think the dance lessons are done." She sucked in a breath then returned to unplugging the CD player.
He was in shock. "But I thought that..." He trailed off as she picked up her bag. "Buffy, you don't have to go."
She looked back at him once as she headed to the door. "Yeah, I do." With that, she left.
*~*~*~*~*
Buffy was actually skipping as she approached the Magic Box. They had made two days a week set aside for their "dance lessons." She anticipated them all the time. She'd brought a CD player last week. Giles had asked if she got tired of his voice and she told him that she just wanted to contribute to the lessons more. He agreed that was a good point and he also didn't want to end up losing his voice.
She smiled as she clinched the CD in her hand and passed by him at the counter with a wave, heading straight for the training room. She popped in the CD and rushed into the tiny bathroom to change quickly. When she emerged, he still hadn't come into the training room. She heard the voices of Anya and Xander and knew he was instructing them to stay and watch the store. Buffy smiled and set the CD player up. She turned out the lights and waited in a dark corner of the room with the remote.
Giles crept into the training room slowly. "Buffy?" He heard a click and soon the sound of a smooth guitar lick.
//Mississippi in the middle of a dryspell...//
He smiled as he recognized the song. Black Velvet.
Buffy emerged slowly from the darkness and his jaw about hit the floor. She was dressed in a short black velvet skirt with a white silk sleeveless shirt. Her hair was swept up into a twist with a few tendrils falling around her face. She smiled. "Ready for your lesson?"
He smiled. "Always." He went to take her hand but she stopped him.
"This time we're going to try something a little different." She slid one of her legs between his and rested her hands on his shoulders. "Let's see if we can make Patrick Swayze jealous." She pressed her hips to his and smiled.
He took a moment to get adjusted to her boldness then smiled. "That's easy." He wrapped an arm around her waist and dipped her back, bending his knee to support her weight on it. She gasped as he did so and was smiling when he brought her back up and began to move against her to the music.
//Black velvet in that little boy's smile. Black velvet with that slow southern style. A new religion that'll bring her to her knees. Blank velvet if you please...//
Not only were the notes and the singer's voice sounding as smooth and velvety as the song, but the way their bodies connected was so fluid. His hand slid down and cupped her bottom as he moved her against him. She involuntarily moaned and pulled him closer. They couldn't really tell when the song ended because she had put it on loop. They didn't care either. They just danced. It was more intimate than anything either had experienced before. They didn't need to have sex or to even speak words. They only needed to feel the fuel for the fire. They needed that delicate balance of body and soul.
Her hand played with the hair at the nap of neck as she locked eyes with him and pulled him down to her. She pressed her lips to his and prayed for a similar response from him.
She didn't have to wait long. He kissed her back with the passion that she gave him, teasing her mouth open with his tongue so he could explore the warmth of her mouth. This kiss didn't stop their dance however, only intensified it. Both of them were gasping between their kiss. He slipped his hand under her skirt, up her thigh and rested it on her bare hip, grinding himself against her. She lifted her leg up over his hip and flung her head back. He took the opportunity to trail kisses down her neck.
When the lights flew on he dropped her to the ground with a thud.
"Oh wow." Willow stood gaping at the doorway.
Giles turned off the CD player then offered his hand to Buffy. "Willow, was there something you needed?"
She swallowed. "Uh, I uh, just wanted to get, uh, Buffy's help on... You know I think I've interrupted." She turned and bolted out the door.
Buffy sighed and straightened her skirt, then looked up at him shyly. "So, thank you..." She smiled and went to the CD player to put away her CD.
He came up behind her and put his hands on her waist. "Buffy..."
She whipped around. "Giles, we can't. This isn't right and I'm sorry. I think the dance lessons are done." She sucked in a breath then returned to unplugging the CD player.
He was in shock. "But I thought that..." He trailed off as she picked up her bag. "Buffy, you don't have to go."
She looked back at him once as she headed to the door. "Yeah, I do." With that, she left.