The Power Of Chaos - Pretty Pages

Pretty Pages
Author: Tori Deathangel

Paring: g/?
Distribution: To any body who wants it
Disclaimer: Joss owns it all. End of story

Giles undressed as he was told to do by the assistant and put on the
black, leather, bikini briefs that he bought for this event. He
hadn't done anything this foolish since his Ripper days.

"Are you ready?"

There was still a little trepidation as he boldly walked out onto the
set. The hooped earring glistened from the lights. Finally he
convinced himself; < at least the lot isn't old enough to buy these
publications>. He can only imagine what the scoobies or even his
slayer would do if she were ever to see him posing in Playgirl.

He did what he was instructed on several shots, posing and teasing,
but as the session wore down, they came close to the final shots. He
pulled down on the front of the leather to reveal its package and he
felt himself start to harden. They continued shooting as he
provocatively removed the covering, and then standing against the
mock up canyon wall and next to the water cascading down it. He now
was at full staff and looking very sultry. He felt entirely pleased
with what he was doing and couldn't wait to see how it turned out.

Anya brought her items to the convience store clerk and as he was
ringing it up she casually mentioned that she needed the latest copy
of Playgirl. The merchant made the mistake once for asking for id, it
would be the last time; anything she wanted was better then her
wrath. She paid for her items and left the store with her bag of
goodies.

She unpacked her sack at the Magic Box and decidedly thumbed through
her magazine. The pages stopped and her eyes widened. "Oh MY GOD!"

"What An?"

She looked at Xander and back at the glossy pages, "He's huge."

Xander just rolled his eyes.

"Giles is huge."

He paled, "Um honey…. Did you say Giles?"

By that time Willow, Buffy and Spike clambered over one another to
take a peek.

At home Giles opened the package from the publisher to check out his
spread. Lo and behold they made him the centerfold. His smile
increased more as he looked at his work.

"I can't believe he did that."

"I can and might I add wow!"

Anya looked at the red haired witch, "I second that wow."

"Well I can't see what all the fuss is about."

The girls stared at Spike and he decided to be quiet.

Anya asked Willow to cover for her during her lunch hour, and she
flew out the door.

"Um…. I thought she just came back from it."

Rupert opened the door, "Anya? Is there something wrong at the shop?"

"No." With that she closed the door and threw herself at him.

Xander started to worry, as it was already one hour past her supposed
lunch and decided to go out and look for her. He wound the streets
looking for her and spotted her leaving Giles' house. He waited till
Anya rounded the corner and went up to knock on his friend's door.

"Oh Hello Xander."

"Hey did An stop by here?"

He looked puzzledly at him; the Xander saw something familiar
sticking out from the seat cushions. "These are Anya's!!!"

"Um yes, so they are." He snatched them back from him and the
grabbing the boy in a passionate embrace.

"Um …. I have to go over by Giles, he promised he'd help me with this
spell I'm working on." She gathered her stuff and ran out the door.
It was a convenient excuse for the time and it didn't seem out of
place. On the way there she contemplated on how to seduce him. She
bounded through the door and found Xander bent over the desk with
Giles right behind him ramming it home to him. She dropped her things.

"Uh… Um…" She struggled with what to say but couldn't find the words.
Xander pulled up his pants and sheepishly left. She looked at him
with her in her eyes, actually a look of betrayal.

He noticed it and kissed away her tears, "Let me take a quick shower
and then we can talk about it, alright?" She nodded and moved to the
couch to wait for him.

Giles struggled with what he was going to tell this sweet girl and
still had nothing to say when he ventured back out into the living
room, where it was aglow with candles and he felt the air of a spell
cast.

"I thought this might get you in the mood."

A seduction spell. Like he needed a spell to be with her. He grabbed
at her hair and roughly pulled her to his lips, just then Spike came
charging through the door.

"Just wanted to see what all the hubbub is." He looked him over, "If
I knew you were that well hung, I would've stayed your roomie." He
looked at the both of them, "You don't mind me joining your little
party, I can make it worth your while, Red."

Buffy felt she should report in after patrol, well actually she
wanted to find out what possessed him to do that. He found him
reading a book when she walked in.

"Oh Hi, Buffy."

"Hey Watcher mine, whatcha doing?"

"Waiting for you."

"Waiting??? For Me???"

He moved her to the couch and slowly began to massage her shoulders,
his massaging got lower and their lips met and then pulled away.

"You know you didn't have to pose in that magazine. I always thought
you had a sexy bod."

"Sexy??? You've never told me that."

"I kind of omitted it, I didn't know how you would feel about that, I
was always afraid of what you would say. You're not angry are you?
For me waiting so long?"

"I can never be mad at you." He slid his arm around her and started
massaging her front, tweaking at the nipples through the fabric.
Teasing her.

The slayer couldn't take it much longer, what clothes he had on was
ripped off his body.

"BUFFY!" he backed towards the stairs, "all good things…." He wasn't
about to finish his sentence as she leapt for him. He managed to
evade her and ran up the stairs.

Giles drove home into her exploding his release and screaming out in
pleasure. They both froze when they heard the rest of the Scoobies in
the room with them.

"Well its all official now. You've shagged all of us."

Buffy's eyes widened, "All???" She looked at Rupert.

"I … um…. Oh fuck." He was truly at a loss for words. "I love you all
very much."

"Shut up." They all practically said in unison and dogpiled on top of
him, fighting over whom will do what and with him first.

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