Disclaimer: All this belongs to Joss Whedon and Mutant Enemy Inc
and twentieth century fox.
Rating: Contains sex scenes between two women.
Note: Bad: grammar.
Thanks: To Joss Whedon, for creating Buffy, Alyson Hannigan and Jennifer
Nicole for looking great and last but no means least Lila my long suffering Beta reader.
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Giles stopped chewing the piece of fruit cake Willow had given him. After a moment he started to chew again eventually he swallowed. Willow gulped and fidgeted with her hands. Her gaze left Giles and she looked out the shuttered window, sunlight and laughter filtered through. Giles spoke, bringing her attention back to darker things.
“Would you mind repeating that?” His British tone showed no sign of emotion apart from perhaps concern.
Willow took a deep breath and repeated her earlier words.
“Vamp ME’s” back and she seems interested in snuggling with me” she took another breath.
Giles put the plate with the fruitcake down and stared at Willow for a moment.
“Willow why haven’t you told Buffy?”
Willow moved uncomfortably.
“But I have Giles, she gave her they're just dreams speech.” She rubbed her neck. Her throat was really dry. She gave another longing glance at the window and took another draught of hot heavy air.
<< Summers house>>
Dawn turned away in disgust, the burning sensation of hot vomit working it’s way up her throat. She staggered back.
She had to move. She slammed her hand over her mouth to stop her self from vomiting. God why can’t I have slayer hearing? God Why did I have to see that? Dawn managed to get her legs to move but they felt as heavy as lead weights.
Dawn heard her sister open the bedroom door and run after her. She managed to fight down the vomit.
“Dawn! Wait!” Buffy cried.
Dawn turned slowly and stared into her sisters eyes.
“You're sick” Dawn raised a hand to stop Buffy from speaking, “She’s your best friend you sick fuck!”
Buffy looked at her sister in total shock at the revulsion in her voice.
“Taping her having…” Dawn closed her eyes. She could still see it “..sex with another woman! you're sick.” Dawn turned and stared at the stairs for a second before she started to walk down them.