Snip/drabble fics BtVS
Title: Regrets
Snip: BtVS
Pairings: Anya/Giles
Rating: PG
WC: 364
Prompt: Anya/Giles, I might try to make you stay
“I might try to make you stay.”
There was no subtly in her words not that Anya actually did subtlety. Instead it was almost a promise, maybe a plea? Giles wasn’t sure until he saw the twinkle that danced within her seductive gaze. He wanted to deny it, but he remembered. Could clearly recall the taste of her sweet lips, the eagerness, and her comforting warmth when she had pressed up against his body. Warmth that she filled, one he hadn’t realized had been missing from his life.
Looking away, Giles shook his head in denial. Dipping his head, he hid a small smile that graced his lips as he remembered. Then mentally chased the forbidden thoughts away. In habit, he took off his glasses and polished the already clear lens. His thoughts wandered from Anya to Xander to Willow and her determined resolve. Silently he gathered his own resolve. No, it wasn’t right, he couldn’t. She was too young-then ignored his subconscious laughter at the bold face lie.
Truth was she was engaged and deeply loved Xander and Xander plainly loved her. She couldn’t, didn’t know what she was suggesting, but he did. It didn’t matter that it felt right, having her in his arms. He loved, respected Xander too much to even consider such thoughts. But that was another lie because he did think of her and hadn’t been able to stop thinking about the, what if’s. Not since he had kissed her, held her, and that was a problem.
No, it was good that he was leaving. That he wouldn’t have to return to work, to face her again, seeing her every day, or for that matter Xander. Though it hurt, he wasn’t about to examine or question the whys of that hurt-this, leaving now, in the long run it’d be better for him, Anya, Xander, everyone. It is the right thing to do.
Returning his glasses he looked up, and smiled sadly shaking his head, this time clearly refuting her suggestion. “You’ll do just fine Anya.” He paused a moment then awkwardly reached out and patted her shoulder as he moved pass eager to leave temptation behind him.
FiN~
Snip: BtVS
Pairings: Anya/Giles
Rating: PG
WC: 364
Prompt: Anya/Giles, I might try to make you stay
“I might try to make you stay.”
There was no subtly in her words not that Anya actually did subtlety. Instead it was almost a promise, maybe a plea? Giles wasn’t sure until he saw the twinkle that danced within her seductive gaze. He wanted to deny it, but he remembered. Could clearly recall the taste of her sweet lips, the eagerness, and her comforting warmth when she had pressed up against his body. Warmth that she filled, one he hadn’t realized had been missing from his life.
Looking away, Giles shook his head in denial. Dipping his head, he hid a small smile that graced his lips as he remembered. Then mentally chased the forbidden thoughts away. In habit, he took off his glasses and polished the already clear lens. His thoughts wandered from Anya to Xander to Willow and her determined resolve. Silently he gathered his own resolve. No, it wasn’t right, he couldn’t. She was too young-then ignored his subconscious laughter at the bold face lie.
Truth was she was engaged and deeply loved Xander and Xander plainly loved her. She couldn’t, didn’t know what she was suggesting, but he did. It didn’t matter that it felt right, having her in his arms. He loved, respected Xander too much to even consider such thoughts. But that was another lie because he did think of her and hadn’t been able to stop thinking about the, what if’s. Not since he had kissed her, held her, and that was a problem.
No, it was good that he was leaving. That he wouldn’t have to return to work, to face her again, seeing her every day, or for that matter Xander. Though it hurt, he wasn’t about to examine or question the whys of that hurt-this, leaving now, in the long run it’d be better for him, Anya, Xander, everyone. It is the right thing to do.
Returning his glasses he looked up, and smiled sadly shaking his head, this time clearly refuting her suggestion. “You’ll do just fine Anya.” He paused a moment then awkwardly reached out and patted her shoulder as he moved pass eager to leave temptation behind him.
FiN~