Author: NorJC
E-mail Address: Norjc@aol.com; Steve711@concentric.net
Title: Who Watches the Watcher?
Copyright: November 2001
Rating: NC-17(Graphic Sexual Situations) [Well, this IS Vamp Willow we're talking about here]
Spoilers:
Buffy:
Season 2 until Phases.
Specific Episodes: The Wish and Dopplegangland.
Specific Prequel: Be Careful What You Wish For, by Tim Knight.
Highlander:
Season 5 until Season finale.
Richie Ryan lives and Season 6 does not take place.
Specific Episodes: Quite a few. Season One finale and Season 2
opener, Revelation 6:8 and Comes A Horseman, Archangel and Avatar.
Hercules:
A couple, but they're the ones where it was Hercules playing Kevin
Sorbo playing Hercules playing Kevin Sorbo. You know which ones I'm talking about.
Keywords: Buffy/ Highlander/ X-Files/ Hercules: The Legendary Journeys/ Xena: Warrior Princess.
Summary: A very short story set in the Wishverse depicted in Be Careful What
You Wish For after the Wanderers and the Immortal Slayers team returns to the
Wandererverse. A red haired vampiress and a red haired witch watch a Watcher then decide to play...
Dedications: First, to Steve, for letting me play in the Wandererverse and who,
from this moment forth, is likely to curse the day he let Tim and I unleash Vamp Willow on our beloved characters.
Second, to Tim Knight for creating his version of the Wishverse as well as editing and Carla my editor.
Rosenberg/Madison/Harris Residence
Sunnydale, California (Wishverse)
January 31, 1999 2130 Local Time
"Okay, Willow, where are you?!"
The sound of Amy's voice in the hall outside their room ruffled the vampiress’s aplomb. <Shit! I thought she’d be gone longer than that!> She flung a blanket over the large mirror on her dresser and barely had enough time to whirl as the door opened.
"Hi Sweetie!"
"Don't ‘Hi Sweetie’ me! What's up with you? Are you mad at me or something?"
Vamp Willow's brow furrowed in confusion. "No, what made you think that?"
"Gee, I don't know, maybe the way you've been cooped up in here all week while Xander has been away with Buffy and Angel on that mission and...what's under the blanket?"
"N-nothing. And don't get your panties in a bunch. I didn't mean to blow you off, just something came up and..." Amy was obviously not listening, merely inching forward. "Amy! What are you doing?"
She smiled. "I'm either going to watch you take the blanket down, or I'm going to do it myself. Now which is it?"
"A-Amy you don't want to..."
"Will?"
"Okay, Goddess," she said in exasperation. She took the blanket down and instead of the reflection of the girls and their room, another room appeared in the glass.
"Will..."
"Yeah?"
"Why is the mirror showing the inside of a bathroom rather than the room we’re standing in?"
"I was working on my craft and I wanted to try a simple magical portal spell."
Amy nodded. "Okay," she drawled. "Correct me if I’m wrong but that bathroom doesn’t look like ours."
Willow shook her head. "It’s not."
"Uh huh. So...whose bathroom is it?"
A naughty smile crept onto the vampiress’s pixie-like face. "Giles’s."
"Giles’s", Amy droned in response. "Willsy, why is our mirror a window into Giles's bathroom?"
"Well, it started off simple enough. It was a spell to be able to see a loved one in a place I’ve been before to check on them, see if they were okay when they were separated from you. I just wanted to try it out to see if I could do it. I didn't want to do it with Xander, Buffy, or Angel because they’re too far away. And it wouldn't be fair to try it on Oz and Larry, because although I am kinda gay, even I can’t bear watching two guys together. And that's when Giles popped into my head."
"Go on."
"Well, I was a real bitch to him when I was evil, maybe because I had such a crush on him when he first came to Sunnydale before I got turned. So I kinda chose him and when the spell showed him to me...he was sorta…well…taking a shower."
"What?! You saw Buffy’s Watcher naked?"
"Well, it was an accident, the first time at least. But Amy, after the Genie empowered him, he's so...he's just so..."
At that moment in the mirror, Giles entered his bathroom wearing a white terrycloth bathrobe. Amy stared at the image of Giles in the mirror. "Oh boy…"
"He's like clockwork," Willow commented, fixing her gaze on his image in the mirror.
"You have to stop doing this. It's wrong! It's an invasion of privacy," Giles dropped his robe and turned on the water spray in the stall. "It-it's, Oh G-Goddess…" Amy sank down on the edge of their bed, unable to take her eyes off of the image of Giles. He was toned, lean and under his bulky sweaters had the kind of body that made you feel like you had to touch it or die, just from looking at it.
"You okay?" Vamp Willow joined her lover at the edge of the bed, watching.
"We shouldn't be doing this." There was an utter lack of conviction to her words.
"I know," the vampiress admitted. They continued to watch as he lathered a washcloth and began to run it over his skin. Both girls secretly wished it were their hands instead.
"For an old guy, he's...he's amazing."
"I know."
"Oh Hecate!" Amy exclaimed breathlessly as Giles ran the washcloth over his bare butt and around his hips to the front.
"I know." As Vamp Willow continued to stare at him, she reported, "I have it on good authority that in his younger days he earned the nickname of ‘Ripper’ due to the size of his…equipment."
Mesmerized, Amy sank off the bed to the floor, her breath quickening at the sight of Giles’s erection growing under the warm spray. Willow joined her. "We really do have to stop," Amy noted as she turned to Willow. "If he knew about this, he’d be appalled."
"I agree. How does next weekend sound?"
"Sounds like a plan to me. Tomorrow I'll bring the snacks."
"Works for me."
Rosenberg/Madison/Harris Residence
Sunnydale, California (Wishverse)
February 3, 1999 2130 Local Time
A few days later, the girls sat before the mirror, waiting to watch him one more time.
"You know...nah, forget it," Willow broke off her statement with a shake of her head.
"What, Sweetie? You can tell me."
"Well I was just thinking, maybe we could go on a field trip..."
A gleam of understanding lit in Amy's eyes. "You were thinking maybe we need to try our hands at some field work...not be content to just sit here and watch...but get in there and get our hands dirty, so to speak?"
Vamp Willow smiled wickedly. "Great minds think alike!"
Amy bounced to her feet, pulling the vampiress up with her. "Bitchin! And if we hurry, we have time to pull it off tonight!"
Giles came home from the library and wearily dropped his briefcase in the easy chair. He began to remove his jacket and suspenders when he stopped. He had the distinct feeling of not being alone. His fingers froze at the second button of his shirt and he called out into the empty room.
"H-hello?"
No one answered. He looked around and nothing seemed out of place. He shook off the feeling and continued to remove his clothes on the way upstairs to his bedroom. Giles placed his shirt, undershirt and suspenders on his bed, kicked off his shoes, and removed his pants and boxers. He set them on the bed as well and retrieved his bathrobe from the closet. On his way to the bathroom, he stopped. There, once more, was that nagging feeling.
"Hello?"
Again, nothing. He raked the fingers of his right hand through his hair and proceeded into the bathroom. Upon entering, he closed the door, removed his robe, twisted the shower control to turn on the water, and stepped into the stall. The warm water felt wonderful as it cascaded down his body. It almost felt like hands massaging his back. Then Giles's eyes snapped open when he realized that that was exactly what he was feeling. He spun quickly and pinned his intruder, hands over their head, against the shower wall. As the intruder pressed against him, he recognized it as very distinctly female, and definitely naked. He blinked his eyes to clear the water from them, and Vamp Willow's face emerged before him.
"W-Willow! What are you doing?!" He eased his grip but did not release her.
"This," she leaned up and kissed him, as hard as she could in her confined position. At first, he did nothing, then he began to respond, until he felt a second pair of hands creep over his abdomen. He broke the kiss and turned the opposite direction, this time coming face to face with an also bare Amy. Before he could even question it, Amy threw her arms around his neck and kissed him on the mouth. As her tongue quieted his own, Willow embraced his back, placing small kisses in between his shoulder blades, her hands moving to the taut, rounded skin of his ass and rubbing there.
"Stop! Wait! Why? What are the two of you doing?" He turned his head, sliding his mouth from Amy's.
"To make up for all the pain I caused you when the demon was in control of me. To show you how appreciative I am that you accepted me even after all that’s happened. To show you how much Amy and I care about you. Don't fight it, please?" Willow's hands caressed his cheeks, pulling him to kiss her again.
This time a moan escaped his lips and his arms embraced her waist loosely. Willow smiled against his lips at his acceptance. As Amy cupped his chin to turn his mouth toward her, Vamp Willow moved to his side and dropped to her knees before him, sliding her hands over his rising member. His hips bucked forward involuntarily at her touch. She inched forward and took him into her mouth. He threw his head back and moaned. Amy bent slightly to suck his nipple while her other hand slithered down to replace Willow's, stroking his rear end. He leaned back against the shower wall for support, head thrashing back and forth at the overwhelming pleasure running riot over his entire body. Vamp Willow's mouth worked up and down his shaft, her Bacchi face showing as her teeth gently scraped his erection as her hand massaged his balls. The pleasure soon built to an unbearable level and he came with a ragged shout that echoed across the bathroom tile.
As he came down, Amy stroked the line of hair from his chest to his navel, soothingly, while Willow licked him clean. Then the hacker stood up and kissed him. He could taste himself on her cool lips, a strange sensation he found entirely erotic. The witch nuzzled his chest while the kiss between Watcher and vampiress deepened. They led him out of the shower and stood him on the throw rug. Amy used her hand on his chin to bring him to face her again. She took over plundering his mouth while Willow grabbed a towel off of the wall rack and began to dry Giles off, slowly.
When the water droplets covering his skin were all gone, Willow threw a towel to Amy and released Giles. He leaned against the wall and watched the two beautiful women before him dry each other off. At times, their hands released the towels and their fingers stroked the thatch of hair guarding each girl’s nether regions. As their digits danced and dipped between their upper thighs, Giles’s heart was pounding. His mind was racing. His hormones were on overdrive. After a short while, Vamp Willow smiled at him and clutched his right hand. Amy grinned and took his left. Together, they pulled him toward the bedroom. He licked his lips in an effort to moisten his suddenly parched mouth. Willow turned slightly to shove his clothes from the bed. She and Amy then climbed on, crawling backwards over it, pulling Giles with them. He lay down between them, each girl pressing against his sides. One would kiss his lips while the other would lick and nip along his neck and shoulder, and then they would alternate. He was hard again in no time.
Amy pulled him to her and Vamp Willow moved his arm from beneath her neck so that he could roll atop the sorceress. He bathed her breasts in kisses, positioning himself between her legs, his tip poised at her opening. Amy's knees rose, her inner thighs embracing his outer ones as he slid himself inside her. She gasped, and he began a steady pumping motion. Willow raised herself onto her side, smiling as she watched them work together in pleasure. She ran her hand down the smooth curve of his bottom, playing briefly with his scrotum and eventually finding and pressing on his perineum. He drove harder and faster into Amy at Willow's touch. Within moments, the beautiful red headed witch came, screaming his name.
Giles was holding himself back from his own release. He pulled out of the still shuddering Amy and turned to Vamp Willow with a Ripper-like gleam in his eye. "Don't think I've forgotten about you."
She grinned widely, lying back once more as he turned to cover her this time. As her knees cradled his hips, he drove himself deep inside her and began rocking with a more fervent rhythm, already close to the edge. Willow matched his strokes thrust for thrust and started to milk his straining cock with her supernaturally strong inner muscles. Amy slowly regained her wits and rolled to her side, mimicking Willow's earlier actions, much to Giles's complete delight. Soon, she gently bit into the taut skin of his shoulder while her overheated core gripped him in its velvet vise. He came with a wailing moan, thrusting twice more, making Vamp Willow’s eyes glow yellow and causing her to hiss loudly as the vampiress tumbled over the edge. The three lay quietly in a panting, sweaty tangle as the darkness of evening settled over the room.
"Now may I ask, w-what brought that on?"
Amy kissed him tenderly. "Can't you just accept that you in a shower was too good an opportunity to pass up?"
"B-but, both of you?"
"We're snuggle bunnies. Snuggle bunnies share." Willow turned him to her once more and kissed him deeply.
"But how did you even know I was taking a shower?"
"Stop asking so many questions, Giles," Amy drawled as she caressed his right nipple with her long, delicate fingers. "Just get some rest. The night is far from over."
Willow settled herself on his arm like a great cat, and he curled the other one once more under the sorceress’s neck. They clung to his sides and fell into a deep and fitful slumber, one full of promise for the night to come.