Title: Incentive
Author: Sweetdoggie (stirling_summer@yahoo.com)
Pairing: B/G
Rating: FRM
Summary: Buffy gets a little incentive
Spoilers: Season 3-ish
Note: Fic challenge of the week: Stamina. From GilesRulesBaby
Disclaimer: No permission has been granted to use the characters.. They are owned by their creator, Joss Whedon, Twentieth Century Fox, UPN, WB, and Mutant Enemy. This story is non-profit and is intended solely as entertainment. No copyright infringement is intended.
“These exercises will increase your stamina, Buffy.”
“They’re boring.”
“They’re necessary.”
“How come this stuff always has to be so dull?
“You are the one who refused to learn the meditation techniques that would have made this less onerous.”
“I hate that woo-woo stuff worse than I hate exercising.”
“Er, woo-woo?”
“You know, magic, spells, the oogly-boogly, woo-woo.”
“Ah. Yet your best friend is a witch and very definitely practices, er, woo-woo.”
“I know. And I can’t tell you how much I don’t want her messing with that stuff. It’s dangerous.”
“Yes, it is. Very much so.” He sighed. “This training exercise is not going particularly well, is it?”
“Not so’s I could notice, no.”
“Too bad,” he said, turning away so she couldn’t see his face. “These exercises are the preliminary steps to Tantric sexual techniques. I had assumed you might be interested. Ah, well.”
“Wait a minute! What’s Tantric sexual techniques?”
“Oh, nothing you’d be interested in, I’m sure. It’s just some training that allows sexual partners to last for hours instead of mere minutes.”
She narrowed her eyes and looked at him suspiciously. “And what do you know about that?”
“I have extensive training. Ripper once participated in, ah, activities that lasted sixteen hours.”
“That’s taking time out to rest, though, right?”
“No, that episode was fully participatory. I slept for two days straight, after.”
“Sixteen hours?”
“Of course, I’m older now, so my discipline has improved considerably. I was very impetuous in those days.”
“Sixteen hours? Nobody has that kind of stamina!”
“I have it. You would too, if you could master these techniques.”
Buffy’s thoughts were spinning through her mind like insane hamsters on a motorized wheel. Giles, sexual stamina, extensive training, and her mom’s memory of a stevedore bashed around in her brain. “Show me how to do this, again.”
The training went much smoother after that.
END