ONE NORMAL LIFE / TWO EXTRAORDINARY LIVES
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BtVS AU/AR › Het - Male/Female › Buffy/Spike(William)
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Adult ++
Chapters:
210
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DEJA VU
CHAPTER 136 – DEJA VU
AUGUST 5, 2009
TUESDAY
4:30PM
"Elizabeth!" William called as he walked through the house. Not hearing a response, and after checking to see that she wasn't laying down napping, he walked out the back door, thinking she might be sitting on what they now dubbed 'their patio,' but she wasn't there either.
He was going to call her cell to see where she was, but decided to check the barn first. He smiled when he walked in, hearing her up in the loft. Quietly, he went up the stairs, stopping when the landing came into view.
She had a sword in her hand, and he watched, transfixed, as she battled an invisible opponent. Not like anything shed' learned in fencing class, or like he'd tried to teach her. Not even when she talked him into being less cautious. No, this was her unleashed, guided by an invisible hand, deadly, precise.
He watched in fascination as she took off the heads of imaginary beasts and dragons, slew invisible knights and...
"Whoosh!"
Suddenly he was brought out of his reverie, as he heard the sound of the blade cutting through the air, within inches of his face. He looked at her, his head level with the floor of the loft from his vantage point.
"Got ya!" Buffy said to him, grinning.
William gulped, "Uh...yes, I see that."
"How long have you been there?" she asked, as she put the hand holding the blade down.
"A few minutes, "he answered, righting himself and continuing up the stairs.
"What brought you out here?" he asked.
"I don't know, just felt tense after school; thought I'd work off some steam before you got home."
"Did you?"
"Pretty much, but I could still; work some tension out, is, is," she said with a coy grin, "care to help with that?"
She walked over to where the matching sword was standing and started to pick it up.
"Do we really need weapons for this?" he asked, then paused a second for the deja vu feeling.
"Not unless you want to feel all...oh, nevermind," she said, looking a bit funny herself, then shrugged it off. "Nope, we're good to go like this," she said, turning around to face him.
William bowed to her slightly, then advanced slowly, stopping about 4 feet away from her.
He started to feint to her right, and got her when she didn't cover her left.
They sparred for a while, taking shots whenever one had an advantage, and knocking each other off of their feet, and onto the heavy mats they'd covered part of the floor with.
William had her on the retreat, when she dodged around him. As he spun, his foot caught on the edge of the mat, and twisted. Seeing her advantage, she threw herself onto him. As they landed, she drew back her hand, then brought it down to his chest, a pretend stake to his heart.
Dual looks of surprise, fear, shock, and lust; all within seconds of each other, mirrored on each other's faces.
Buffy had quickly taken her hand out of the 'staking the vamp,' position, as soon as she realized what she had done.
She looked down at him, breathing heavily. Suddenly his legs lifted up, causing her to fall forward onto him. He twisted and flipped them over, him now on top of her, as he pinned her arms above her head and kissed her hard.
She moaned, as he explored her mouth with her tongue, tasting her. He released his hold on her arms, and her hands went around her back, as his pulled at her waistband. Her hands were busy doing the same, and soon clothes were thrown off to the side, as they came together on the mat’s rough surface; another after- sparring sexcapade, which neither of them quite understood, but both of them inexplicably drawn to.
Later on that night, when she was busy and he knew he would be undisturbed, he got out his journal. He looked back to early April, when Giles had come to visit. Next to the word that he’d called Giles – Watcher, he wrote the day’s date, and another word – Slayer.
END CHAPTER 136
AUGUST 5, 2009
TUESDAY
4:30PM
"Elizabeth!" William called as he walked through the house. Not hearing a response, and after checking to see that she wasn't laying down napping, he walked out the back door, thinking she might be sitting on what they now dubbed 'their patio,' but she wasn't there either.
He was going to call her cell to see where she was, but decided to check the barn first. He smiled when he walked in, hearing her up in the loft. Quietly, he went up the stairs, stopping when the landing came into view.
She had a sword in her hand, and he watched, transfixed, as she battled an invisible opponent. Not like anything shed' learned in fencing class, or like he'd tried to teach her. Not even when she talked him into being less cautious. No, this was her unleashed, guided by an invisible hand, deadly, precise.
He watched in fascination as she took off the heads of imaginary beasts and dragons, slew invisible knights and...
"Whoosh!"
Suddenly he was brought out of his reverie, as he heard the sound of the blade cutting through the air, within inches of his face. He looked at her, his head level with the floor of the loft from his vantage point.
"Got ya!" Buffy said to him, grinning.
William gulped, "Uh...yes, I see that."
"How long have you been there?" she asked, as she put the hand holding the blade down.
"A few minutes, "he answered, righting himself and continuing up the stairs.
"What brought you out here?" he asked.
"I don't know, just felt tense after school; thought I'd work off some steam before you got home."
"Did you?"
"Pretty much, but I could still; work some tension out, is, is," she said with a coy grin, "care to help with that?"
She walked over to where the matching sword was standing and started to pick it up.
"Do we really need weapons for this?" he asked, then paused a second for the deja vu feeling.
"Not unless you want to feel all...oh, nevermind," she said, looking a bit funny herself, then shrugged it off. "Nope, we're good to go like this," she said, turning around to face him.
William bowed to her slightly, then advanced slowly, stopping about 4 feet away from her.
He started to feint to her right, and got her when she didn't cover her left.
They sparred for a while, taking shots whenever one had an advantage, and knocking each other off of their feet, and onto the heavy mats they'd covered part of the floor with.
William had her on the retreat, when she dodged around him. As he spun, his foot caught on the edge of the mat, and twisted. Seeing her advantage, she threw herself onto him. As they landed, she drew back her hand, then brought it down to his chest, a pretend stake to his heart.
Dual looks of surprise, fear, shock, and lust; all within seconds of each other, mirrored on each other's faces.
Buffy had quickly taken her hand out of the 'staking the vamp,' position, as soon as she realized what she had done.
She looked down at him, breathing heavily. Suddenly his legs lifted up, causing her to fall forward onto him. He twisted and flipped them over, him now on top of her, as he pinned her arms above her head and kissed her hard.
She moaned, as he explored her mouth with her tongue, tasting her. He released his hold on her arms, and her hands went around her back, as his pulled at her waistband. Her hands were busy doing the same, and soon clothes were thrown off to the side, as they came together on the mat’s rough surface; another after- sparring sexcapade, which neither of them quite understood, but both of them inexplicably drawn to.
Later on that night, when she was busy and he knew he would be undisturbed, he got out his journal. He looked back to early April, when Giles had come to visit. Next to the word that he’d called Giles – Watcher, he wrote the day’s date, and another word – Slayer.
END CHAPTER 136