This weeks ABH is rated TV-14. Hope you all enjoy!!!


You stand before your hallway mirror, applying the last touches to your
costume. This year, Giles has been absolutely giddy about getting into the
whole Halloween spirit. With his new, less-restricted, attitude, you can't
wait to see what costume he's come up with.

You yourself are dressed as a faery princess. Your outfit is a sparkly
emerald green with short sleeves. The material is cut to resemble large
flower petals put together to make a dress, and it hits you mid thigh. You
are wearing green high heels and pink sparkly thigh high stockings, held up
with garters that disappear just above the hemline of the dress. You have
translucent pink and green wings made of bendable material strapped to your
back. You can't help but think that those are going to be lots of fun to get
in and out of the car in. You apply some pink glitter creme makeup to your
cheeks and tame your wild ringlets back around the silver tiara you wear.
Grabbing your star wand and drawstring purse, you exit the house and drive
for Rupert's apartment building, where the party is being held.

When you arrive there are already several cars lining the street. You park a
couple of blocks away, thankful for it being the vampire's night off as you
hurry in the dark.

The party is being held at Rupert's neighbor's apartment. You can hear the
music blaring from their door already, but stop to knock on Rupert's door
anyway. After a few minutes with no answer, you make your way to the
neighbor's.

You were hoping to hook up with Giles before hand. After all, you don't
really know these people. You hope there won't be a problem with your
showing up unescorted. Of course, you imagine he would have waited for you
if there would be. Clearing your throat, you rap on the door.

When nobody answers after a few minutes, you try the handle. You open the
unlocked door and enter. The joint is jumping. Everyone far too busy dancing
and laughing to pay any attention to the door. 'It's a good thing vampire's
have to be invited in,' you think to yourself, 'or they'd be running an
awful risk.'

You make your way in past the dancing couples and keep your eyes peeled for
any sign of Rupert. Not easy in this crowd and this din and not knowing what
he'd be wearing. "Now that costume is delicious."

You hear his voice behind you and spin. Now you are really confused. There
are a sheik, Spider-Man, a Borg, Frankenstein's Monster and a ninja standing
not too far away from you, but none of them seem to be addressing you, not
to mention you can't picture Rupert in any of those costumes. You proceed to
look around you one more time. "What, no kiss for my compliment Love?"

Again, his voice is right behind you. You turn briskly, finding the same
cast of suspects. You try looking pointedly at each potential Giles to see
if that nets you any kind of reaction. Frankenstein's creature is completely
oblivious to anyone but a petite Princess Leia before him. The Borg seems to
be actively engaged in conversation with a caveman buddy of his. The sheik
moves across the room to place a kiss on the cheek of another man, dressed
like a monk. Definitely not Rupert. The ninja however looks right, then
left, then right back at you. He makes his way over with a confident
swagger, only to have his progress halted at the last minute by Spider-Man's
warning arm. "Sorry, the lady is with me."

As you gaze up in disbelief, his hands come up to remove the mask and a
grinning Rupert Giles, with mussy hair, meets your gaze. The ninja has not
moved off yet. You put your hand on Rupert's arm and smile at him. The ninja
bows and moves off into the crowd. You pull Rupert to the side of the room.
"Boy do you have some explaining to do. Spider-Man? What? Was that like the
only costume left in the store?" You run your eyes over his body,
appreciating the way the red and black jumpsuit *hugs* him just right. "I
mean, not that I'm complaining, but do you even know who Spider-Man is?"

He smiles sheepishly. "Promise not to laugh if I reveal a deep dark secret?"

You cross your arms over your chest. "Maybe."

"Well, a long time ago, Buffy threw out a reference to her "spider senses
tingling". Xander tried in vain to explain it to me later. The next day, he
brought a sack full of comic books into my office, calling it my "Welcome to
the New World re-education brochure." They sat in my office in that sack
for, I don't know, months. Then one night I found myself at the library, not
quite ready to go home, but with nothing pressing to research. I picked one
up, intending to leaf through it..."

"And you got hooked?"

He nods his head. "I now have an account at the local comic and card store,
to my everlasting shame." You are grinning helplessly. "Embarrassed?"

"Nope, just thinking I have to lock up my back issues now. If you want to
borrow them, you'll have to ask."

"Why what ones do you have?" he asks deadpan. At your surprised look, he
cracks up and pulls you into his embrace. He kisses your forehead and pulls
away, leading you by the hand out onto the dancefloor. The music at this
party seems to consist mainly of funky early 80's hits, something you don't
believe you could have ever gotten him to dance to in front of people in the
past. But here is Rupert Giles dragging you out on the dancefloor, keeping
hold of your hands and boogying to "Brick House".

After two hours of almost non-stop dancing, you're regretting wearing heels
after a long day of work. Rupert must have noticed you wincing at bit during
the last two songs. "Are you ready to head back to my place yet?"

"Not if you're having fun still."

"I can think of things that would be very much more fun at home." He winks
at you playfully, quickly making his way to say his good-byes to the host
before rejoining you and leading you out the door.

As soon as he closes his door behind you, he takes your purse and sits it on
the table. Next, he helps you out of your wings and hangs them on his
coatrack by the door. You laugh at that as he leads you into the room and
sits you on his sofa, kneeling before you and lifting your feet onto his
thighs. "You know, it's really sort of sad. Buffy can kickbox in these
stupid heels and I can't even dance for two hours without having to poop the
party."

"Well she does have supernatural powers Love." He slips off first one shoe
then the other.

"The supernatural ability to successfully wear high heels? Is that in that
Slayer Handbook?"

"Indeed." He is massaging slow circles on the bottoms of your weary feet.
You can't suppress a little sigh at how wonderful it feels. He leans
forward, eyes on yours and playfully bites at your ankle. Your stomach does
flip flops as his hands creep up your stocking and ever so slightly lift the
hem of your dress.

A little gasp escapes him as he discovers your garters. He grins up at you.
"Naughty."

You arch your eyebrow. "You complaining?"

"Not in the slightest." Nimble fingers are releasing your stockings from the
suspenders. As the heels of his hands roll the stockings down, his fingers
trail behind on the newly uncovered flesh, leaving shivers in their wake.

Rupert's hand slides up your leg, coming to rest on your knee as he lifts
himself up. Leaning you back on the couch, his body covers yours and he
kisses you feverishly...


Have a Wonderful Monday!

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