It's possibly misleading to say that this is the high point of my Christmas morning (it's a rotten Christmas here), but it is a fun little story, and a treat to discover any morning of the year. :)
I love that even almost-falling-down drunk, Giles can get the demon's name right; I love Xander and his filters (really, I just love your Xander voice overall); and, really, all of it. :)
Ah, Christmas improved later on. :) But this, at least, brightened the morning.
And I can only imagine--I steer clear of this ficathon because I find writing stories in which a drunk character has to actually *do* stuff to be insanely difficult. But you did it well.
lol. I love the flashes we get in the series of not-in-control Giles: drunk or delinquent or angry. The slips in control are so damned sexy.
I'm enjoying writing Xander's voice. He has a self-conscious style that makes it very easy to pace. And he kisses Giles a lot, so, easy.
Yeah, at some point I'd left the story stopped at the abrupt halt, not sure how to fix it, but I couldn't stand it either. And then I remembered that... no one will care what drives Giles back into Xander's pants, as long as he gets there. :-)
Whoaaa. Having been lured into the hot and hotter possibilities all the kissing and groping was leading up to, I was ready to thump someone (that would be you) when I thought it wasn't going to happen. But it did, even though I have to imagine all the rest. And I will. Loved your Xander voice, dead on, and the nice turns of phrase all the way through this. Giles thanked him with a nod... half a nod... sort of half a glance, really. Enjoyed it a lot ;-)
Hee! Oh, that was wonderful! I adored Xander trying to get Giles into the apartment and then Giles groping Xander! And the ransacked house was so funny, but the best part?
A crash, and Giles was racing down the stairs. "Your place it is."
"Huh?"
No answer, just a vice-grip on Xander's arm, and he was being dragged out the door. Back to his place.
Heh. I was all tangled up on how to fix the ending, until I realised... it doesn't need an explanation. I'm sure there was something very appalling upstairs in Giles' bed.
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I love that even almost-falling-down drunk, Giles can get the demon's name right; I love Xander and his filters (really, I just love your Xander voice overall); and, really, all of it. :)
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But thank you! This one was hard - I had no idea how hard it would be to write Drunk!Giles.
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And I can only imagine--I steer clear of this ficathon because I find writing stories in which a drunk character has to actually *do* stuff to be insanely difficult. But you did it well.
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(I had considered, for a while, the idea of just having Giles sleep the whole way through, but that seemed a bit of a cheat.)
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LOL. It's actually sort of disquieting to see Giles out of control.
In fact, Giles kept on kissing every bit as well as Xander had ever imagined, sexy and dirty and unrestrained.
I loved Xander's inner monologue, and this was just guh.
They came to a sudden, sober halt.
But the abrupt halt was too cruel. Glad Giles changed his mind and Xander got his merry Christmas. :)
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I'm enjoying writing Xander's voice. He has a self-conscious style that makes it very easy to pace. And he kisses Giles a lot, so, easy.
Yeah, at some point I'd left the story stopped at the abrupt halt, not sure how to fix it, but I couldn't stand it either. And then I remembered that... no one will care what drives Giles back into Xander's pants, as long as he gets there. :-)
Thanks kimberlite. You are always kind.
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But no, I couldn't bear to leave Xander hanging like that either. The poor boy deserves some action.
Thank you!
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Thanks for posting. I loved it. Happy Christmas.
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Mmm, yes. Tasty.
And you have a fabulous new year's!
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A crash, and Giles was racing down the stairs. "Your place it is."
"Huh?"
No answer, just a vice-grip on Xander's arm, and he was being dragged out the door. Back to his place.
Well. All right then. Merry Christmas after all.
Wonderful!!
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Heh. I was all tangled up on how to fix the ending, until I realised... it doesn't need an explanation. I'm sure there was something very appalling upstairs in Giles' bed.
Thank you!
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