Title: Iron Fisted 8/13
Author: Mike McD
Rating: R (for some naughty language)
Summary: The follow on from 'Silver Tongued'.
Distribution: Anywhere, just let me know.
Disclaimer: I do not own Buffy the Vampire Slayer nor do I own any other characters. This is a work of fiction written for fun and enjoyment.
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What the hell am I doing?
Seriously, something pretty damn whacked is going on here. I've turned into a great big lesbo.
Maybe not. I mean it's not like I wanna jump the bones of every female that crosses my path. Yesterday after gym I'm in the locker room with more naked girls than you could poke a stick at and nothing. Nada. Not a single twinge of attraction.
But as soon as I see Willow...
I like guys. Especially the car owning, rich, college variety. Devon is a hottie in a cool leader singer of a band way. There's a couple of the jocks who, while dumb as dirt, have killer bods and rippling six packs that incite lusty thoughts.
Then there's Xander...
Between the two of them I've turned into a walking bag of hormones. Willow has a major case of guilt going over this. Just as Xander finally opens his eyes after years of being Mr. Oblivious, Willow's having major smooch and grope sessions with someone else.
Me.
Mind you, she might feel guilty before and after our 'sessions' but during is a different story.
She worries about being caught, especially by Xander. I keep telling her that she doesn't have to worry about Xander catching her because a) he's still in hospital (although he should be coming out pretty soon), and b) guys like to watch this sort of thing.
She doesn't listen though. She reckons that Xander be hurt big time and hate both of us.
Maybe she's right. Nobody knows Xander better than Willow does, so maybe he would react badly to catching me and Willow.
I'm worried about being caught too. I'm already copping enough flack from Harmony and the rest for hanging around Willow so much. I so don't want to open my yearbook years from now and see the words 'most likely to star in a Ellen De Generates home movie' under my picture.
But I don't wanna give up Willow either.
What the hell am I gonna do?
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"Hey Cordelia." Willow's greeting startled Cordelia out of her thoughts.
"Willow. Hi." The redhead sat next to the cheerleader on the bleachers overlooking the school football field.
"Whatcha doing out here?" enquired Willow.
"Thinking. You?"
"Jonathan." Willow pointed out towards the field. Cordelia had been so rapt up in her thoughts she had completely failed to notice Jonathan out on the field.
"What the hell's he doing? I mean it almost looks like the little midget is..."
"Running laps. I know." Willow finished. "It seems that since Halloween he's been on a get fit kick."
"Any idea why?"
"Well, I hacked into his internet account. He's been spending a lot of time surfing military websites, guns and war and stuff like that. I'm pretty sure that he was some kind of soldier during Halloween which would explain the kicking Larry's ass thing."
"So, what, he spends one night as GI Joe and all of a sudden it's army boots and PT? But why?"
"I suspect it's a guy thing. I'm gonna talk to Giles about it but I want to ask Jonathan a few things first."
"Do you think he'll open up about it to ya?"
"I get along pretty well with him. It's not like I picked on him and put him down for years." At the hurt on Cordelia's face Willow apologised.
"That was harsh. I'm sorry."
"Don't be. I deserved it. I guess I made more than a few people's lives a living hell, haven't I?"
"Yeah."
They sat in silence for a few minutes, watching Jonathan puff his way around the field. Cordelia got up.
"I'll leave you to it. You planning on visiting Xander after school?"
"Yeah, I wanna bake up some cookies to take to him." Again there was guilt in Willow's voice.
"Tell you what, I'll pick you up from your place and we'll go together. How long are you planning on staying?"
"Mom and dad are in Phoenix for the week so whenever." Willow shrugged.
"OK, I'll pick you up after school." Cordelia told her.
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"You want me to do what with Buffy?"
"I want you and Buffy doing sword training together."
"But why? Isn't it enough that you've got me doing all these translations" Xander waved at the pile of old books on the table beside him "without giving Buffy a chance to chop me up into fish bait?"
"You wish to retain your Halloween skills?" Giles asked the young man.
"Alright, alright. I'll do it. But if anything happens I am so going to haunt you for eternity." Threatened Xander. Giles rolled his eyes.
"Heaven forbid."
A couple of pieces of paper caught the Watcher's eye. As he picked them up Xander started babbling.
"Uh, that's not what you think it is..."
"Susan, 555 2418. Sharon 555 3190. Tanya, 555..."
"They're nurses that work here."
"And just why do you have a list of their phone numbers?" Giles enquired putting Xander in the hot seat.
"Well... In our line of business, you know, fighting vamps and stuff... you never know when you might need trained medical attention..."
Giles just looked over his glasses at Xander.
"OK, OK. Look, for the first time in my life I'm not getting shot down in flames with my chat up lines. So a couple of them left me their phone numbers. It's not like I'm gonna do anything with them. I'm all about Willow now. God knows I was stupid enough before; I'm not about to ruin the best thing in my life by hurting Willow by doing anything even more stupid. It just feels nice to have attractive women pay attention to me."
"Be that as it may, you have a new... talent... and its misuse could be..."
"With great power comes great responsibility. Thanks for the advice Uncle Ben."
Before Giles could say anything further there was a knock on the door. Xander's eyes lit up when he saw who it was.
"Wills!" he exclaimed happily. Following Willow in was Cordelia.
"Hey Xander. I've baked some cookies." Willow presented a box of fresh baked cookies.
"Oh man!" Xander grabbed a cookie. "Chocolate chip. You're the greatest!"
"Yeah, the greatest." Willow mumbled to herself dejectedly.
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The four of them spent half an hour munching on Willow's cookies (Giles had become especially fond of them) and discussing Jonathan. From her talk with Jonathan, Willow had learned that he had dressed as a marine, complete with dog tags and gun courtesy of Ethan Rayne.
Giles surmised that the experience of actually being a marine had given the young man a sense of self-respect and pride that he had been lacking before. After the possession had past, rather than letting it fade, he had held onto the thoughts, attitudes, and confidence. Jonathan had taken up a gruelling fitness regime to prepare him for his ultimate post high school challenge.
Marine Corps OCS.
"That explains Jonathan, but what about everybody else?" Xander asked Giles.
"Buffy and I searched Ethan's shop of a list of customers with no success. I'd feel better if we could get hold of a list of customers."
"I could get you at least some of the names. I wouldn't be able to find out cash sales but anyone who uses credit cards and stuff I can find." Willow admitted.
"I take it that this involves some kind of illegal activity?"
Willow had the good grace to blush at Giles' question.
"Well..."
Giles held up his hand.
"I don't want to know."
"Wise move." Xander attested.
"Right then. Willow if you could... err... obtain, the list as soon as possible, I'll have Buffy track down the customers."
"OK." Agreed Willow getting up.
"I'll drive you home." Cordelia offered.
"Thanks."
"Oh! Good news Willow. Doctor said I'm out of here, day after tomorrow."
"That's great news!" Willow half lied. She was happy that Xander would be out of hospital soon but worried that things would become even more complicated and messy.
It was going to end badly. Willow just knew it would.
-----
Xander checked out Willow and Cordelia as departed with a particularly large grin.
"I hate to see them go, but man! I love to watch them leave!"
Giles decided against comment.
Once Xander was sure that Willow and Cordelia were gone he threw aside the sheets and got out of his bed.
"What are you doing?" Giles enquired.
"Getting dressed and getting out of here. Doctor said I could leave today if I wanted to."
"But you just told Willow..."
"Yeah, I lied. I wanna surprise Will at her place. Can I get a lift there?"
With a put upon huff, Giles agreed.
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"Mmmm..." making out on Willow's bed Cordelia was reduced to groans and moans as Willow's lips worked their way down her neck and collarbone. Being no stranger to make out sessions, Cordelia would have to admit that Willow was in a league of her own.
While Willow's lips were busy, Cordelia's hands weren't idle; caressing the pale, soft skin and running her fingers through the long mane of fiery red hair.
The feel of Willow's cool hand tracing the curves of her chest raised goose bumps all over Cordelia.
Opening her eyes, Cordelia got the shock of her life.
"Xander!"
Willow spun around and all the colour drained from her face. In the doorway, Xander stood open mouthed, an indescribable look on his face at the sight of the half dressed pair.
"Oh God!"
Before anyone could say anything else, Xander turned and ran.
Author: Mike McD
Rating: R (for some naughty language)
Summary: The follow on from 'Silver Tongued'.
Distribution: Anywhere, just let me know.
Disclaimer: I do not own Buffy the Vampire Slayer nor do I own any other characters. This is a work of fiction written for fun and enjoyment.
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What the hell am I doing?
Seriously, something pretty damn whacked is going on here. I've turned into a great big lesbo.
Maybe not. I mean it's not like I wanna jump the bones of every female that crosses my path. Yesterday after gym I'm in the locker room with more naked girls than you could poke a stick at and nothing. Nada. Not a single twinge of attraction.
But as soon as I see Willow...
I like guys. Especially the car owning, rich, college variety. Devon is a hottie in a cool leader singer of a band way. There's a couple of the jocks who, while dumb as dirt, have killer bods and rippling six packs that incite lusty thoughts.
Then there's Xander...
Between the two of them I've turned into a walking bag of hormones. Willow has a major case of guilt going over this. Just as Xander finally opens his eyes after years of being Mr. Oblivious, Willow's having major smooch and grope sessions with someone else.
Me.
Mind you, she might feel guilty before and after our 'sessions' but during is a different story.
She worries about being caught, especially by Xander. I keep telling her that she doesn't have to worry about Xander catching her because a) he's still in hospital (although he should be coming out pretty soon), and b) guys like to watch this sort of thing.
She doesn't listen though. She reckons that Xander be hurt big time and hate both of us.
Maybe she's right. Nobody knows Xander better than Willow does, so maybe he would react badly to catching me and Willow.
I'm worried about being caught too. I'm already copping enough flack from Harmony and the rest for hanging around Willow so much. I so don't want to open my yearbook years from now and see the words 'most likely to star in a Ellen De Generates home movie' under my picture.
But I don't wanna give up Willow either.
What the hell am I gonna do?
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"Hey Cordelia." Willow's greeting startled Cordelia out of her thoughts.
"Willow. Hi." The redhead sat next to the cheerleader on the bleachers overlooking the school football field.
"Whatcha doing out here?" enquired Willow.
"Thinking. You?"
"Jonathan." Willow pointed out towards the field. Cordelia had been so rapt up in her thoughts she had completely failed to notice Jonathan out on the field.
"What the hell's he doing? I mean it almost looks like the little midget is..."
"Running laps. I know." Willow finished. "It seems that since Halloween he's been on a get fit kick."
"Any idea why?"
"Well, I hacked into his internet account. He's been spending a lot of time surfing military websites, guns and war and stuff like that. I'm pretty sure that he was some kind of soldier during Halloween which would explain the kicking Larry's ass thing."
"So, what, he spends one night as GI Joe and all of a sudden it's army boots and PT? But why?"
"I suspect it's a guy thing. I'm gonna talk to Giles about it but I want to ask Jonathan a few things first."
"Do you think he'll open up about it to ya?"
"I get along pretty well with him. It's not like I picked on him and put him down for years." At the hurt on Cordelia's face Willow apologised.
"That was harsh. I'm sorry."
"Don't be. I deserved it. I guess I made more than a few people's lives a living hell, haven't I?"
"Yeah."
They sat in silence for a few minutes, watching Jonathan puff his way around the field. Cordelia got up.
"I'll leave you to it. You planning on visiting Xander after school?"
"Yeah, I wanna bake up some cookies to take to him." Again there was guilt in Willow's voice.
"Tell you what, I'll pick you up from your place and we'll go together. How long are you planning on staying?"
"Mom and dad are in Phoenix for the week so whenever." Willow shrugged.
"OK, I'll pick you up after school." Cordelia told her.
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"You want me to do what with Buffy?"
"I want you and Buffy doing sword training together."
"But why? Isn't it enough that you've got me doing all these translations" Xander waved at the pile of old books on the table beside him "without giving Buffy a chance to chop me up into fish bait?"
"You wish to retain your Halloween skills?" Giles asked the young man.
"Alright, alright. I'll do it. But if anything happens I am so going to haunt you for eternity." Threatened Xander. Giles rolled his eyes.
"Heaven forbid."
A couple of pieces of paper caught the Watcher's eye. As he picked them up Xander started babbling.
"Uh, that's not what you think it is..."
"Susan, 555 2418. Sharon 555 3190. Tanya, 555..."
"They're nurses that work here."
"And just why do you have a list of their phone numbers?" Giles enquired putting Xander in the hot seat.
"Well... In our line of business, you know, fighting vamps and stuff... you never know when you might need trained medical attention..."
Giles just looked over his glasses at Xander.
"OK, OK. Look, for the first time in my life I'm not getting shot down in flames with my chat up lines. So a couple of them left me their phone numbers. It's not like I'm gonna do anything with them. I'm all about Willow now. God knows I was stupid enough before; I'm not about to ruin the best thing in my life by hurting Willow by doing anything even more stupid. It just feels nice to have attractive women pay attention to me."
"Be that as it may, you have a new... talent... and its misuse could be..."
"With great power comes great responsibility. Thanks for the advice Uncle Ben."
Before Giles could say anything further there was a knock on the door. Xander's eyes lit up when he saw who it was.
"Wills!" he exclaimed happily. Following Willow in was Cordelia.
"Hey Xander. I've baked some cookies." Willow presented a box of fresh baked cookies.
"Oh man!" Xander grabbed a cookie. "Chocolate chip. You're the greatest!"
"Yeah, the greatest." Willow mumbled to herself dejectedly.
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The four of them spent half an hour munching on Willow's cookies (Giles had become especially fond of them) and discussing Jonathan. From her talk with Jonathan, Willow had learned that he had dressed as a marine, complete with dog tags and gun courtesy of Ethan Rayne.
Giles surmised that the experience of actually being a marine had given the young man a sense of self-respect and pride that he had been lacking before. After the possession had past, rather than letting it fade, he had held onto the thoughts, attitudes, and confidence. Jonathan had taken up a gruelling fitness regime to prepare him for his ultimate post high school challenge.
Marine Corps OCS.
"That explains Jonathan, but what about everybody else?" Xander asked Giles.
"Buffy and I searched Ethan's shop of a list of customers with no success. I'd feel better if we could get hold of a list of customers."
"I could get you at least some of the names. I wouldn't be able to find out cash sales but anyone who uses credit cards and stuff I can find." Willow admitted.
"I take it that this involves some kind of illegal activity?"
Willow had the good grace to blush at Giles' question.
"Well..."
Giles held up his hand.
"I don't want to know."
"Wise move." Xander attested.
"Right then. Willow if you could... err... obtain, the list as soon as possible, I'll have Buffy track down the customers."
"OK." Agreed Willow getting up.
"I'll drive you home." Cordelia offered.
"Thanks."
"Oh! Good news Willow. Doctor said I'm out of here, day after tomorrow."
"That's great news!" Willow half lied. She was happy that Xander would be out of hospital soon but worried that things would become even more complicated and messy.
It was going to end badly. Willow just knew it would.
-----
Xander checked out Willow and Cordelia as departed with a particularly large grin.
"I hate to see them go, but man! I love to watch them leave!"
Giles decided against comment.
Once Xander was sure that Willow and Cordelia were gone he threw aside the sheets and got out of his bed.
"What are you doing?" Giles enquired.
"Getting dressed and getting out of here. Doctor said I could leave today if I wanted to."
"But you just told Willow..."
"Yeah, I lied. I wanna surprise Will at her place. Can I get a lift there?"
With a put upon huff, Giles agreed.
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"Mmmm..." making out on Willow's bed Cordelia was reduced to groans and moans as Willow's lips worked their way down her neck and collarbone. Being no stranger to make out sessions, Cordelia would have to admit that Willow was in a league of her own.
While Willow's lips were busy, Cordelia's hands weren't idle; caressing the pale, soft skin and running her fingers through the long mane of fiery red hair.
The feel of Willow's cool hand tracing the curves of her chest raised goose bumps all over Cordelia.
Opening her eyes, Cordelia got the shock of her life.
"Xander!"
Willow spun around and all the colour drained from her face. In the doorway, Xander stood open mouthed, an indescribable look on his face at the sight of the half dressed pair.
"Oh God!"
Before anyone could say anything else, Xander turned and ran.