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Vampire Lessons (Penn/Giles)
Title: Vampire Lessons
Club/Contest: Drawn From a Hat
Fandom: Buffy the vampire Slayer
Pairing Number: 6
Pairing: Giles/Penn
Category: Shonen-ai (somewhat)
An: Um…no idea. Wrote this drugged up to high hell. Still drugged. Sorry for any mistakes. I try. Other stories are being worked on, no worries.
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He was glaring. There was no other word for it. As glares went though, it was rather a low powered one to what he had seen before. Snoring, Giles sipped at his tea, watching Penn continue to glare back at him, amusing him greatly.
“Am I really that interesting? Or are you like your Sire and just glaring at me because you can?” the older man drawled, standing up and moving to pour some fresh tea for himself.
“I’m trying to figure out why I was sent to you of all people,” Penn replied, letting his face relax into a neutral expression and crossed his legs, foot tapping the air.
“Because I’m probably the best out of us all to teach you how to be a good little vampire with a soul,” Giles said in return, his voice dry.
“What does that mean? Why can’t I stay with one of the others?” the vampire gripped, scowling unhappily. He had really wanted to stay with the dark haired male, not the bloody father figure!
“Xander isn’t going to be here come tomorrow due to a construction job in Los Angelus, so he can’t watch you. Willow and Tara live in the dorms and I really doubt that you want to be near my Slayer,” the watcher drawled, eyes flashing. Penn huffed and leant back into the couch, wanting to pout but not willing to give in just yet. “On top of that, I’m to teach you how to treat a human properly. Don’t think I haven’t seen how you look at Xander, especially when Angel dragged you into the shop.”
Shifting, the young vampire sunk down into his seat. He had to admit, the human was sharp and to the point, which could be annoying or not. But why was this human willing to help him get the sweetness that was Xander?
He finally gave into his curiosity as Giles sat back down next to him. His question garnered a dry look from still bright, dark brown eyes, making him squash the urge to shift.
“Because Xander needs someone who is willing to protect him, along with letting him be himself,” Giles replied, stirring his tea with slow, deliberate movements. Penn nodded his head in return and moved into a more comfortable position, watching Giles with a thoughtful expression on his face.
The decision wasn’t very hard to come to; after all he wanted Xander as more then a pet or a quick fuck and meal. With his gaze sharp, Penn leant forward on his knees nad looked his companion in the eye.
“Where do we start?” he asked, smirk firmly in place. Giles smirking in return and put his tea cup down, moving so that he had Penn pinned to the couch.
“We start with kissing,” was purred before warm lips claimed cool ones.
All Penn could think of was that he was going to enjoy his lessons.
Club/Contest: Drawn From a Hat
Fandom: Buffy the vampire Slayer
Pairing Number: 6
Pairing: Giles/Penn
Category: Shonen-ai (somewhat)
An: Um…no idea. Wrote this drugged up to high hell. Still drugged. Sorry for any mistakes. I try. Other stories are being worked on, no worries.
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
He was glaring. There was no other word for it. As glares went though, it was rather a low powered one to what he had seen before. Snoring, Giles sipped at his tea, watching Penn continue to glare back at him, amusing him greatly.
“Am I really that interesting? Or are you like your Sire and just glaring at me because you can?” the older man drawled, standing up and moving to pour some fresh tea for himself.
“I’m trying to figure out why I was sent to you of all people,” Penn replied, letting his face relax into a neutral expression and crossed his legs, foot tapping the air.
“Because I’m probably the best out of us all to teach you how to be a good little vampire with a soul,” Giles said in return, his voice dry.
“What does that mean? Why can’t I stay with one of the others?” the vampire gripped, scowling unhappily. He had really wanted to stay with the dark haired male, not the bloody father figure!
“Xander isn’t going to be here come tomorrow due to a construction job in Los Angelus, so he can’t watch you. Willow and Tara live in the dorms and I really doubt that you want to be near my Slayer,” the watcher drawled, eyes flashing. Penn huffed and leant back into the couch, wanting to pout but not willing to give in just yet. “On top of that, I’m to teach you how to treat a human properly. Don’t think I haven’t seen how you look at Xander, especially when Angel dragged you into the shop.”
Shifting, the young vampire sunk down into his seat. He had to admit, the human was sharp and to the point, which could be annoying or not. But why was this human willing to help him get the sweetness that was Xander?
He finally gave into his curiosity as Giles sat back down next to him. His question garnered a dry look from still bright, dark brown eyes, making him squash the urge to shift.
“Because Xander needs someone who is willing to protect him, along with letting him be himself,” Giles replied, stirring his tea with slow, deliberate movements. Penn nodded his head in return and moved into a more comfortable position, watching Giles with a thoughtful expression on his face.
The decision wasn’t very hard to come to; after all he wanted Xander as more then a pet or a quick fuck and meal. With his gaze sharp, Penn leant forward on his knees nad looked his companion in the eye.
“Where do we start?” he asked, smirk firmly in place. Giles smirking in return and put his tea cup down, moving so that he had Penn pinned to the couch.
“We start with kissing,” was purred before warm lips claimed cool ones.
All Penn could think of was that he was going to enjoy his lessons.