itle: vs. Giles. Dracula Fan
dom: Buffy - The Vampire Slayer
Author: 5 :
Kathy Genre:
16 years Category:
BtVS / thoughts, erotic Characters: Giles
Spoiler Season, Episode 1, "Buffy vs. Dracula."
rights: all Buffy characters, of course Joss Whedon + another, and the playmates of course the Count Dracula and Bram Stoker
Content: Giles' diary entry of an unexpected, sensual experience (the somewhat modified the form of Jonathan Harker's diary entry from Bram Stoker's "Dracula")
Comment: The scene with Giles and the wild women was so brilliant that you just highlight the detail and must enjoy.
quotes Giles: "I would definitely not get away ..." - "I would have just destroyed, if Riley had not bothered me ...." -" I knew one hundred percent of what I did!
playmates: "You yourself never loved, never you love!"
Dracula, "Yes, I too can love, you know it yourself from the past.
Is not it so? So, I promise you when I'm done with him,
you shall kiss him at will ... "
> Bram Stoker \u0026lt;
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grinning dreamily transfigured with Giles limped slowly look to his apartment. The whole trip was all about wise-cracking sayings of Buffy and Riley rebounded to him, a protective reaction from his touches of embarrassing and lasting effect perceived euphoria. Even Xander had him moaning in that moment completely cold, as well as everything else around them. No thoughts of the past - no thought of what lies ahead. His mind was literally next to his body and he enjoyed the persistent state of uncertainty felt in full. Even the fact of the Dracula legend faced and defeated them to have had him only half aware. Solely the seductive touch of his playmates were stuck in his head and limbs, winged his lonely soul and intoxicated the mind, as he later immortalized the memories and feelings in his diary.
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... No way I would have dared to believe something like this ... But even still I gain new knowledge about certain things that confuse me. So far, I've never known quite what Shakespeare meant when he was spoken to Hamlet:
! Ago blackboard, I have to's write "
But at that moment, I I feel as if my body including the mind in a different time period and been completely put out of joint, as that shock had occurred, one by his own desire to be involuntarily can and must lead in their own destruction, I feel bound to reach for my journal. It is associated with a weak attempt to silence and to try to think, because I am just too surreal.
We were, as so often, looking for the indication of something out of the ordinary, until we found it in the form of a castle. This castle which did not belong to this place, not in this world. Which exerted a special fascination and almost became my undoing.
I remember some vague way, but on some things very well ...
... I leaned against a door, pushed it and got the ground under their feet. I felt the hard impact, dust went in my nose, the slippage of the glasses on his nose. Dub!, I scolded myself, but at least I passed out and not considered the aching bones. I slowly turned around. A sense told me I was not alone.
The room was empty but still, dimly dark when I fell into it, I wondered. Then I was in the incident light on the dusty ground to recognize my own impressions, as in the glow seemed to me to about three young women. Women's, judging by their clothes. Wonderful Creatures - which I was familiar from stories and books. The infamous playmates of the count, the - as I have always thought - were only a myth. In the first moment I saw her I thought it was just a dream. A dream from which I would probably wake up the same, but as the light of the hallway they Anschi from behind, they threw to my horror, no shadows. They came to me, looked at me for a while and whispering to each other.
Two of them were dark-haired, had high noses, just as I was already known by many pictures. Dark, piercing eyes, in contrast to surviving records in fact were almost red. The other was fair - or no, does it? As far as I know she would have actually meant to be, but no - it was also ...? And, the role already played the color of their hair? But her face, it seemed somehow familiar. And in conjunction with a fear of a hidden and repressed desire that I had once lived and replaced a long time. I have in me at this moment would not and could not remember.
All beams at me, with dazzling white teeth that flashed me against dangerous and stood out against the deep red of her full lips. They radiated something which I discomfort and anxiety but at the same time request prepared. I felt on my body a mad, burning desire. A greed that was begging to be touched by them and kissed.
I heard them whispering to each other and then laugh. No natural, yet seductive, hard laugh, as it could never really come across the soft lips of a man. A laugh that I had so far never consciously perceived. It was like the intolerable, tingling sound of a water-filled glass, when skillful fingers hovered around the edge.
The blond girl - yes, I remember again, she was actually blonde - played on my wrist and sucked onto it, while the dark-haired directly with her seductive red dress and tight thighs sat up and my neck along with the other lobe explored. Oh-uh-ah ... What a feeling - stunning, sensual and ticklish - schööön ... Hardly, and certainly not really describe.
me it was not possible to take a clear thought, let alone to calm my heart, or keep the breath evenly. I had them unfounded - defenseless - Unprotected delivered and heard only vague whisper their votes. "He is attractive and strong, there are kisses for us all there."
words that confused me, flattered me, but at the same time and helped them deliver my body
I tried to stand up and lay. .. simultaneously petrified, torn as a greedy hands of my shirt in agonizing anticipation followed my eyes, stroking, scratching, every inch of skin exploratory fingers I felt the weight and realize smooth motion of a dark-haired beauty on me as the blonde girl - is bending over me - Next to me dropped to his knees. Both grazing is really from tip-toe up to me. Alternately, I felt her lips, her tongue and teeth on my skin, while at the same time I felt the cool breath of the third in the league close to my neck and ears could. A fearful chill, followed by warm, expectant shudder ran through my body.
Intentional voluptuousness which was both exciting and repulsive, filled the room, leaving me always will-less, greedy after their touch. I opened my eyes closed and looked into one of their eager faces looked like they the red lips like an animal licking and shone the sharp white teeth. It was like a noise as they head deeper and deeper, closer to me and lowered her lips from my mouth on down, was on my chin to just walk on my throat. My fingers searched in vain for support in the dusty, hard ground as they were already taken and gently nibbling, caressing with small bites.
The lips on my throat suddenly stopped and I heard the sound of a tongue that licked his lips and teeth and felt again the cold my breath taken her breath. same I deeply felt a tiny, painful, seductive bite in my toe. Cold finger, the hidden places and explored in my loins pulsating excitement almost brought to explode, but at the same time knew that it was only the beginning of the game.
game my heart was beating against the chest and the blood rushing through his veins, as his lips began at my neck, the skin on my throat to get the tingle. A tingling, coming closer and closer feeling that could withstand the expectation of even more of their intoxicating caresses little.
Then I felt the gentle, tremulous touch on the lips on the sensitive skin of my throat, my own joyful, expectant, not to tremble, and suppressing the harsh impressions of two sharp teeth, which glided smoothly over my skin.
I closed my eyes wanted to die at that moment, never wanted to wake up and waited - waited with beating heart ...
But then I suddenly heard a noise. A voice called out my name and feeling bad disillusionment and simultaneous deep disappointment through me fired. I was the presence of Riley's and my salvation from this terrible, destructive creatures aware, even if my body wants to loose the other hand, struggled with pain and she bristled with frustrated growl. When I opened my eyes, I saw a peg on my page go to the ground, but I let him lie. I did not do as a man capable of these creatures something, even if it had been my duty as a guard. Very difficult - physically reluctantly - I was able to scare me, raise me and handed me the hand up, back to reality, . Pull up My shoe, my missing shoe!, Was the only clear idea of where I was capable of at this moment. A good reason - a selfish desire to jump back and started at an end. But it was too late and over. An intoxicating, sensual moment of human desire - an experience of his own weakness - a false belief that we really know what I did ...
> END \u0026lt;
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