TITLE: Climbing The Wall 2/5
AUTHOR: Red
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"So then, he leads me to the bedroom, where I find a dozen roses..eleven white, one red... on the bed. "Willow smiled, the memory fresh in her mind.
"Eleven white, one red," Buffy sighed. "There's only one red. Now that's romantic."
"Totally," Cordelia agreed, a sigh of her own.
"Then what?" Anya urged.
"Well," Willow continued, smile firmly in place. "He takes me into the bathroom, where there's a hot, bubble bath waiting for me, soft sounds of Enya coming from the cd player."
"I like her. She is great orgasm music." Buffy and Cordy looked at her. "What? She is. Right Willow?"
The redhead had never seen two pairs of eyes change direction so fast. Swallowing hard, she attempted to escape her friend's inquisition.
"My turn yet?" she asked, hope in her voice.
"Yes, dear," Giles replied, shooting her a smile.
"You're up, Will!" Xander clepped.
Willow reached for the dice, sighing deeply.
"This so isn't over," Buffy said, a mishievious grin on her face.
"Not by a long shot," Cordy added.
"Alright, break time! I need to go to the little slayer's room." Buffy gave Angel a quick kiss, then hurried down the hall.
"I could use a soda," Cordy stated, giving Spike a look.
"As you wish, my queen," he cooed, leaning over to place a soft kiss on her lips.
"Xander, kiss me," Anya ordered. "Everyone's all kissy and I feel left out."
Smiling, he pulled her to him and kissed her, hard.
"Anything for you, luv?" Giles purred, raising a brow at Willow.
"I could use another pepsi," she said, an evil grin on her face.
"Not entirely what I meant," he noted.
She pretended to think, while Angel looked on in amusement. He was thrilled that they had gotten together. Never had he seen two people more perfect for each other. Willow made the ex-watcher feel alive, full of hope and joy. Something Angel knew Giles desperately needed after years of dealing with demons and the beloved council.
"I suppose I wouldn't mind a kiss," she finally said.
Giles got up from his chair and looked toward the kitchen, where Spike was rummaging through the fridge.
"Hey!" Willow cried, as Giles took a step in that direction. Angel chuckled as Giles turned back to Willow.
"Caffeine free, right?" he teased, hiding a smile.
"Kiss first," she ordered, her green eyes locking into his pale blues.
No longer able to conceal his smile, he stepped over to her and kissed her tenderly.
"They are beautifully disgusting," Cordy admitted.
"That they are," Angel agreed, thrilled at the fact that his friends had found each other.
Once the kiss was finished, Giles went to fetch her drink, leaving a slightly breathless Willow the object of the gang's smiling stares.
"So?" Anya inquired. "Orgasm?"
"An, honey," Xander began, returning with drinks for them. "As much as I love Will, and I do, I really don't think NOW is the time for that."
"Agreed," Giles quipped, rejoining them, Handing Willow her drink, he turned to the stereo and winced. "Xander, I don't mean to be rude, but what is this we are listening to?"
"G-man, I'm offened! You don't like my music?"
"Music? Is that what they're passing off as music these days?"
Willow chuckled, reconizing that Giles was in lecture mode. "I'll have you know," he went on, "that there is absolutely nothing musical about this..noise."
"What noise?" Buffy clepped, returning from the bathroom. "We have noise?"
"Giles doesn't approve of Xander's music selection," Angel said.
"Gotta agree with the watcher," Spike piped. "This is bloody crap."
"Hey!" Xander cried.
"I happen to like this music." Anya came to her boyfriend's defense.
"He's played this cd during sex, hasn't he?" Cordy mused, giving her a look.
"Yes, as a matter of fact, he has. And might I add, orgasms were abundant."
"Bloody hell," Spike groaned.
"So," Buffy said, trying to get the subject off of Anya and Xander's sex life. "Giles, would you like to make a musical selection?"
He nodded. "I just happen to have a classic right here."
He moved to his jacket and retrieved a cd. Willow's smile grew. He was so darn cute!
"Oh, great," Xander moaned. "Time warp."
"It wouldn't hurt you to broaden your horizons," Willow stated, giving him a look.
"Will's right," Buffy agreed. "Unless it involves a Cameron Diaz film festival."
"You know, Xander, music takes from the past."
Xander just looked at Angel. "What?"
"The music of today," he explained, "has borrowed from the music of yesterday. It wouldn't exsist without it."
"He's right," Spike noted. "Ya gotta have the classics."
"Classic is just another word for old," Xander said, looking at Giles across the room, as he popped the new disc in.
A moment later, Pink Floyd rang through the air.
"Now we're talkin'!" Spike exclaimed. "Bloody Floyd rocks!"
Willow felt a warmth slowly cover her, causing her smile to grow.
"Can we get back to playing?" Anya said. "I'm winning and I want to bankrupt Spike."
"Hey! Always pickin' on the vampire!" he growled.
"That's not true," she pointed out. "Angel's a vampire and he has money."
"That's because someone keeps giving it to him," Cordy cracked, looking at Buffy.
The slayer smiled, then out of the corner of her eye, noticed the distant look on Willow's face.
"Alright," Giles clepped, taking his seat. "Who's turn is it?"
"Mine!" Anya grabbed the dice and threw them. "Yes! I want to buy it!"
"You can't," Cordy noted. "It's chance. You can't buy chance." Anya frowned. "But I have lots of money."
"Doesn't matter," Buffy mused, her attention back on the game." It's not for sale."
Anya wasn't happy with that reason. As Cordy and Buffy tried to explain it, Willow lost herself in the music, her mind drifting to naughty thoughts.....Giles, on the bed, naked, bound with one of his own neckties, completely at her mercy.....
"BECAUSE! That's just the way it is!"
"Yep, my Cor's a fiesty one," Spike mused, his blue eyes smiling at the flustered brunette. "I wouldn't want it any other way."
"Anya," Buffy said, her voice twinged with irrataion. "Pay the money."
"I know what you mean." Angel agreed with a nod.
"Xander, they say I have to give the bank money. I don't want to. The bank should give money to me."
"An, we've had this conversation before. You have to follow the rules."
"The rules suck! I have to pay tax for all houses and hotels. Look at the board, Xander. I have many."
"Then, ya have to pay."
She looked at Buffy and Cordelia, who were smirking. "Fine, but I don't like it!"
"That's my girl," Xander cooded.
"You should see her when it's real cash involved," Spike noted.
"Been there, done that, have the scars to prove it," Giles muttered.
"Just role the dice already," Buffy whined.
"Impatient much! I'm trying to stategize here."
"Give it up, Cordy. There's so no way you're gonna slide by my old Kentucky home."
"She's right," Anya said. "Then you will have to give her money. Then she will have to give me some." Buffy glared at her. "Well, it would be a nice thing to do."
"These are our ladies, boys," Spike stated, as the men watched the banter.
"Yes,they are," Xander sighed."And I do love mine."
"I love Cor more," Spike mumbled.
"Do not!" Xander quipped.
"Do to!"
"So do n-"
"Please," Giles interrupted," both of you are acting like children."
"Agreed," Angel cracked.
"Xander, you love Anya. Spike, you love Cordelia," Giles stated. "You should both be grateful that they feel the same about you."
"Giles is right," Angel said.
"Besides which," he continued. "No one could love anyone more than I love Willow."
"That's right." Angel nooded. "No one could-hey, wait a second! My love for Buffy is eternal!"
"As is mine, for Willow. Angel, Willow and I-"
"Anya and are eternal too!"
"I'm a bloody vampire! I'm the one with the eternal love! Me and Cordy!"
"Oh please," Xander groaned. "Yours is more of an, eternal shag."
"What?!" Spike baulked. "Look who's bloody talking! Are you sure Anya wasn't a lust demon?"
"Hey!"
"Both of you, stop it this instant!" Giles ordered.
"Buffy and I have the love of all time."
"Pay up, slayer! That's $200.00!"
Buffy turned to Cordy, who shook her head. "So very no," she crowed."
"Just a small loan," Buffy pleaded.
"After what your old Kentucky home did to me? Delusional much?"
"Buffy and I have been through hell, literally, and look at us. We're the perfect picture of eternal love."
"Sod that, mate! It's me an Cor!"
"Me and Anya have more than just great sex."
"All of you are too young to-"
"Young? Hey, I'm 241 years old, Giles!"
The battle of who loved who more continued, as did Buffy trying to come up with enough cash to pay Anya, without mortgaging property. In the middle, Willow sat quietly, her entire being lost in her fantasy.
Sure, she had had naughty thoughts before. Quite often. Still, none as naughty as this..Giles, tied up naked to the bed, as she... Without even realizing it, her fingers gripped the sides of her chair, holding onto the metal as if her life depended on it. She was hot, getting hotter. Did Xander have the heat on?
"Here, you now own B&O Railroad," Buffy whined."Happy?"
"Immensely," Anya chirped.
"Then it's agreed," Giles said. "We all have eternal love."
Spike, Xander and Angel nodded and he sighed.
"Will, you're turn," Buffy clepped, giving her a look. Willow didn't answer, merely remained still. Buffy furrowed a brow. Something was up with the redhead. She was being far too quiet. In fact, now that she thought about it, Buffy didn't remember her friend doing very much talking at all. At least not since the music had changed.
"I was not trying to cheat! Xander, please tell your ex-girlfriend that I do not cheat."
"She was in the bank,."
"Making change. Xander, I was making change."
Ignoring the exchange going on in front of her, Buffy studied Willow, who appeared to be somewhere other than there. Her breathing was a bit jagged, she was kung fu gripping the chair and the look in her dream stated eyes was..oh...OH! Suddenly, all became clear to the slayer as she watched Willow watch Giles. Wow. She'd seen lusty Willow before, but never exactly like this. The girl looked close to exploding. Getting up from her chair, she stepped over to Giles and whispered in his ear. He looked at Willow, then lept from his own chair.
"Willow, darling, would you like to go home?" he asked.
"So very the yes, please." Her voice was raspier than usual.
"You can't leave," Anya protested. "You still have money."
Without saying a word, Willow slid her cash to Cordelia and stood up.
"I get Giles'!" Spike quipped, grabbing the stack next to him.
"Who says?" Xander baulked.
"A lovely evening, must do again soon, good night." Giles escorted Willow out, leaving their jackets, her purse and the cd behind.
"What's up with that?" Cordy mused. Buffy, returning to her chair, gave her a smile. "Ah," Cordy sighed, smiling back.
Anya, frustrated that there were now two less people for her to bankrupt, got up from the table and wandered into the living room.
Eyeing the cd case on the coffee table, she picked it up and looked at it.
"An, honey, you still got me, Buf, Angel, Cordy and Spike to drive into the poorhouse."
"I'll just keep this," she mused, returning to the game, case in hand.