Scary Movie
By Gileswench

Title: Scary Movie
Author: Gileswench
Date: 30/03/2001
Spoilers: None. Set sometime in the not too distant future.
Summary: It's dangerous to take Buffy to a horror film. Giles does anyway.
Rating: NC17
Pairing: Buffy/Giles
Distribution: Gabi, Robin2, Dee, Emryld, And Mel if they want it, UCSL. All others, ask and ye shall receive.
Feedback: Constructive criticism always welcome. Praise abjectly sought.
Disclaimer: It all belongs to Joss, Mutant Enemy, etc., etc., etc. I just let them have all the fun Joss won't. I own nothing except my twisted mind which you really don't want. Please don't sue.
Dedication: To Tag. Happy birthday to my favorite mouse!

"I want to see this one."

"No, Buffy. You know perfectly well what happens every time we go to a horror film. I'm not certain I want to go through that experience again."

"Oh come on, Giles, it's just a movie. There really aren't any vampire kangaroos from outer space. I promise it won't scare me at all. Please can we go?"

It took several minutes of coaxing, pouting, and promising not to be scared, but Buffy finally convinced Giles to take her to the movie. He never could say no to her in full pout.

They took their seats just as the lights were dimming.

At first, all went well. They shared popcorn and drank their sodas in peace and relative harmony. Giles even passed a casual arm around Buffy's shoulders once the popcorn was finished.

After a time, though, the movie got more frightening and Buffy seemed to shrink in her seat as she pressed closer to Giles. Her hand began to knead unconsciously at his thigh even as her cheek began to rub at his chest.

Giles knew that this was the time when he should disengage Buffy from his person and take her home. Somehow, though, when her knuckles brushed against his tightening groin, he couldn't convince himself to stop her.

Nor could he stop his hand from reaching around to fondle one small, firm breast.

He teased the distended nipple with experienced fingers and dropped kisses down the back of Buffy's neck in the way he knew made her shiver with excitement.

Soon her fingers groped openly at his crotch and his hand slid down her back until he found her rounded buttocks. She gave a tiny muffled groan as he lifted her skirt and pressed his fingers against her moist center.

Giles bit his lip to keep from making too much noise when she deftly unsnapped his jeans and freed his erection. Her lips descended on him as his finger worked its way under her silky panties and entered her tight warmth.

Buffy ran her tongue around the head of Giles' turgid length, then sucked him into her mouth as far as she could when he slipped a second finger into her pussy and rubbed her clit with his thumb.

Both bucked their hips in rhythm, desperately trying to maintain silence as they built toward their release.

When Buffy's hand caressed his balls, Giles could hold back no longer. He wove his free hand through her hair as the other pumped harder into her sex. He grunted as quietly as he could when he filled Buffy's mouth with stream after stream of his essence. He pulled her up so he could swallow her cries with his kisses as she followed him over the edge.

Unfortunately, his timing was seconds too slow.

"Oh my God! Giles! I'm coming!"


"And don't come back!"

They had gotten off easily. The police had not been called, and no mention had been made of paying to reupholster the seats. The pair returned to their car, Giles fuming slightly in a repressed way as Buffy hung her head in more shame than she probably felt.

"I'm sorry, Giles."

Giles unlocked the door with more feeling than was strictly required.

"You knew what would happen. So did I. And yet I let you talk me into going to another horror film. Why was I so stupid?"

"Maybe 'cause you knew you'd get lucky?"

He tried not to smile, but it was a futile effort.

"Perhaps next time we should go to my place when you want to watch a horror film. Then we wouldn't get thrown out on our rear ends just as we're finishing."

"No way. That dinky tv of yours won't do the trick for me. It's gotta be a widescreen."

"So what do you suggest we do? We've been thrown out of every movie theater in town."

Buffy smiled shyly at him.

"Not quite every one. There's that drive in just outside the city limits. I hear they're having a Bela Lugosi festival all this month."

Suddenly Buffy was pulled into the car by her lover.

"If we hurry, perhaps we can make the second feature!"