A Gift from Evan

~ Still Six days earlier ~


"She’s not here. You can come in and wait for her if you like…"

I’m at B’s dorm room after a fuckin’ awesome day of classes –I’ll tell you about that later- but she’s not here. Her roommate is though and so I guess I may as well hang around. It’s not like I’ve got elsewhere to be right now. Buffy and I are doing the whole dinner / patrol thing in about twenty minutes – I’m just being an eager beaver… well, cock. Heh.

"Are you just gonna stand there?" Kathy asks, lookin’ at me strange.

"Oh," I say snapping out of it. "Sorry, I was thinking about beavers and stuff." I walk into the room and look around. It’s really funny that like half of the room looks like a quake just hit and the other side looks like Kathy’s got some sorta OCD. I take a seat on B’s bed and look through the stuff she’s got laying on her desk.

"So, you’re Evan?" she asks me suddenly. "It’s nice to finally put a face to the name-"

Whoa, am I famous? ‘Cause fina-fuckin-ly!! The residents of Sunny D need to recognize that I’m royalty.

"Buffy talks about you all the time."

"She does?" I wonder aloud.

She starts folding her laundry. "Well, not to me. But on the phone to her friends all the time. She doesn’t know that I’m listening, but I hear things. Things she wouldn’t want me to hear."

She turns to me and looks me square in the eye. "I’d be very careful if I were you… Buffy is a little… strange… she talks to her friends about…” She leans in real close and whispers all dramatic. "Vampires."

I gasp real loud. "Fuck! For real?"

She nods.

"I’ll be careful." Hahaha!

Just then Buffy walks in and I stand up real quick. “Hey,” she says looking from me to Kathy and then back to me. "What’s going on?"

"Kathy was just keeping me company. You ready?"

"Sure," she says, looking not too happy but giving me a kiss anyways. "Just give me ten minutes to change."

"Ok… I’ll be outside." I sidestep past her and bolt out.

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Whew… Intermission! It was kinda getting a little intense in there, right?… Damn…
So anyway, yeah I was tellin’ y’all about how I’d had a fuckin fantastic day at college, so while B gets ready I’ll recap… Oh don’t give me that look, okay? I’m the narrator so I’ll fuck with the timeline as much as I wanna, bitches!

Back to the morning of day six. Go on… Get!

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Earlier… Six days earlier.


"Red, you are THE MAN!" I yell at the top of my lungs as me B and Red head down to the cafeteria for lunch.

Why am I being so nice to Red? I fucking love her right now! Remember that paper Walsh had me write for Psych that was due in today? Yeah... I didn’t. What with crashing through a window and falling a bagillion feet, having B in my bed, being visited by my guardian angel, having B in my bed again- this time topless- and being thrown out of my motel, all in the space of twenty four hours- a girl can be forgiven for letting a few things slip.

And slip it did. Right up until Walsh called out my name and asked me to take centre stage in front of the whole of Psych 105. I was fucking freaking, clamming up and shit, planning to make a b-line for the exit. Then Red coughed and slid over a paper to me and it was a speech all good to go. I took it up, read it out and the crowd fucking loved it! Hell even Walsh gave me a thumbs up on it. Said she’d “misjudged me” and gave me a public apology in front of the whole class. When she let us out after the bell, everyone kept on coming up to me and saying things like, “Great speech, man”, “You tamed the Walsh” and “Are you free Saturday?” … Yeah, that one was from this smoking hot cheerleader-type called Lizzie – earned me a freakin earful from B who after she tore Lizzie a new one, pulled me out of the auditorium like it was my fault the girl wanted me.

"Errr… Thanks. I think," Red says.

"Seriously, girlfriend if you ever need anything," I rant on, all hyped. "And I mean ANYTHING just say the word and it’s yours, okay?"

"Hey!" Buffy interrupts. “I helped too. And Will wouldn’t have even known about the paper if it wasn’t for me." She pouts at me.

"Yeah?" I ask. She nods and I take her hand in mine and lean in to place a little kiss on the tip of her nose. "Thanks, gorgeous."

She beams but now Red’s pouting. "I didn’t get a ‘gorgeous’ with my thanks," she mutters.

Both B and I chuckle. "You’re gorgeous too." I say. "You both are. Thank you." I throw an arm around Red too and the three of us walk down to the cafeteria.

"Will, did Xander say what time he’d be here?" B suddenly asks.

"Here??!" I holler stopping in my tracks. I tone it down a little and wipe the spittle I launched onto Red’s face off. "Sorry."

Buffy looks wicked confused. "Do you … not want us to have lunch with Xander?"

"No… I mean." I think fast. "We- we had a fight… Yeah, a major one. World War Three type fight.. This morning." I feign anger. "That asshole!"

"Oh my God," Willow says. "What about?"

"Errr.. About what?" I buy time.

"Huh?" She says. She shakes her head like to clear it. "What did you two fight about?"

I don’t know Red WHY would you fucking ask me that??? Errr… “You.” I turn to Buffy. "He doesn’t want me seeing you." And the truth shall set me freeeeeeeeeeeeeeee….

"Why not?" B asks.

"Because… Because he … likes you." And the lie shall come back and take a chunk outta my ass. Any chance I can take that back??

"Xander? Likes me? Still? No..." She says.

Whoa – he liked her before? Wow, who knew? Well, what the hey! "Yeah, he’s nuts for you Buffy and I told him about us and he flipped. He said he wanted me to get out of town, lay low, stop seeing you. We fought and I said I never wanted to see him again. Do me a favour, don’t mention you saw me. I’d feel like a punk if he knew that I left because of him."

"No," B says. "Xander is the one with the problem- if anyone should be leaving it should be him and I’ll tell-."

She gets cut off when some dude interrupts us. We both look at him like ‘speak, bro’.

"Sorry to interrupt," he says to B. Then he turns to me, "I was just wondering if I could have a word?"

I give him the finger… not that finger- my index… as in like hang on a minute and turn back to Buffy.

"Him that." She finishes off, looking kinda pissed.

I take her hand and draw her in close. "Seriously babe, it’s ok. I’ll catch up to you later and we’ll do something real fun, alright?" I say the last bit while I leaning into her and place a small kiss on her collar-bone and then on her lips. She grins a little.

"Okay there, you two." Red says pulling my girl from me.

"I’ll call you after," I say and watch them leave. I turn to the dude next to me. "What?"

"I just wanted to ask you about that paper you read out today, which I thought was absolutely brilliant by the way." He beams and holds out a notepad and pen. "I just wondered if you had a moment to brainstorm and discuss some of Arendt’s theory on the Human Condition?"

Oh, brother.

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After that, I went shopping (with a capital S) and got suited & booted and now you’re all caught up to me waiting outside B’s room for her to get ready for our date. I hope you were paying attention ‘cause that "fight" Xander and I had’s gonna become real important a little later. But B’s ready now, so we’re back at night six.

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I have my back turned to the door, so turn around when I hear B’s door open behind me. I let out a slow wolf-whistle when I get a load of her outfit.

"Smokin’"

"Why, thank you." She says, giving me a little twirl and a sexy smile to boot. "This is going to be one of my classier patrols to date."

"Mine too," I admit – I’m head to toe in Giorgio- leaning in to give her a kiss. She “mmmm”s and I smile. I look at the duffel in her hands. "Change of clothes?"

"Uh-huh. So, what’s the plan for tonight?" She asks. "After patrol, I mean… Or before? Isn’t this kinda early what with it being all sunshiney an all?"

"That, girlfriend, is a surprise. But you’ll love it, I promise." I offer out my hand and say, "Ready?"

"Yes, kind sir." She says and for some reason that makes my heart do this flippey thing… Jesus H. Christ- did I just add an ‘ey’ to the end of a regular word – fuck sake, I’m starting to sound like her. I hold the door for her when we get to it and show her to the car I have waiting for us.

She looks a little stunned. "What?" I ask.

"N-nothing," she stammers. "Is it prom again?… because I feel like I should make with the corsage."

I laugh at her complete adorableness and open the door for her. "All part of the Lehane-charm, B." I get in after her and the driver starts up.

"So," she says moving in close and links her arm around mine. "Where are we going?"

"You do know the meaning of the word 'surprise', right?" I tease. "Jus' sit back and enjoy the ride, babe."

She sits back and smiles and I get my first real look around the nicer part of town. So much better than the motels' side, that's for fuckin' sure. We get to the beach in no time and the driver stops us by the promenade. The event’s already in full swing. A sunset concert by a campus band.

"Saw these guys play at the Bronze once; I thought they were pretty good." I say pointing it out. It’s only a few people, ‘bout twenty or so it’s real intimate.

I take her hand and lead her closer to the set. "Dance?"

She walks into my arms and lays her head on my heart and I swear to fucking God everyone around us disappears. I close my ears and breathe her in deep, rocking us gently to the music and the ocean behind us.

It’s so fucking perfect.

I feel B stroke my arm and look up into my eyes and it brings me back into the present.

"Penny for your thoughts?"

I smile. "Jus’ happy."

She looks to the band and says, "I have to hand it to you; these guys are great. What are they called?"

"Hell if I know," I admit. "But it's cool that you like them. Gives me a little more info on you." I pause for a sec and go to ask her. "B..." But then I stop.

"What?" she whispers.

"Nothin'. It's just... I really like you."

I feel her tense in my arms for what feels like a year. Then she looks up at me and says, "I really like you too."

That makes me exhale the breath I thought I was gonna die from keeping, and it makes her smile. She looks around, then says, “I almost wish we didn’t have to meet the gang to patrol across town-" She looks at her watch "-about a five minutes ago."

I groan.

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"Mom!" Buffy calls, as she lets us into her house. She wanted to drop in straight after Restfield; said she hadn’t for a while. Cool by me - I just hope Mrs. S has some food... I follow her into the kitchen and take a seat at the counter, while she goes to the refrigerator.

"Hungry?" She asks.

Hell, yeah! "I wouldn’t say no to a sandwich… or two… or if you’ve got a crate of them in there."

She grabs as much as she can from the fridge and lays it in front of us. "I know what you mean. I’m definitely starting to feel an attack of the hungries." She closes the fridge with her leg, sets the stuff down and hands me some…

Fuckin’ yoghurt?? …

Ah well, food’s food... I guess. I rip off the lid and empty the pot into my mouth in one go. I gulp it down and look to Buffy who’s standing there looking at me, holding out a spoon.

"Err, thanks." I say, taking it and probably blushing like ten shades.

"Buffy?" We hear from behind us. I turn around and Mrs S comes walks in dressed in some Hefner-type silk robe… I think I can see her nipples through that thing…. Fuck, focus! She walks over to give B a kiss and I swear the room just got hotter.

"Hello," she says to me.

I clear my throat and smile a ‘hi’, Buffy does a quick intro and Joyce and I shake hands. "Can I get you two something to eat?"

"No-" B answers for us.

Girlfriend, are you high??! I’m fuckin’ starving!

"-We have an early start tomorrow. I think Evan and I should head upstairs."

You do?? Hmm… Guess the hornies are kickin in too…

She hugs her mom, "But pencil me in for some mother daughter bond-age tomorrow?"

As long as B pencils me in for some so-not-mother-daughter bondage tonight (Wink ;)…

"Of course," Joyce says, turning on the coffee pot and giving B a goodnight kiss.

Buffy takes me upstairs. It’s been a while since I’ve been in here. I take a look around and all the pastel makes me giddy. I walk in and take a look around. I pause when I get a look at the photos around her mirror. She comes up behind me and thumbs one on the right.

She chuckles. "Faith can be such a dork sometimes."

"Yeah," I say, remembering that day we were at Disneyland. It was like a million degrees Buffy wouldn’t let up; we had to take a photo with Mickey. So I really camped it up - like threw my arm around her and the dude in the suit, big cheesy smile and all and she took the photo… Man, I had no idea she kept it.

"That one’s my favorite of the ones we took that day.” She reaches for the album on her desk. “But there are a few more that are close runners-up." She squeals at one. "Like this one!" she points out another pic that near has me bustin’ a gut.

"Oh man! The Donald Duck head and tail!" Yeah, lost a bet on the hoops and had to spend the rest of the day dressed as a 'toon.

"Yep… Faith the Vampire Slayer does Donald Duck."

"Wow." I say.

"I miss her." B says real quiet. "Could you tell her that for me?"

I nod. "She misses you too, y'know."

"Sure," she says back. She shakes her head and picks up her camera. "You wanna…?"

"Okay." I put my arm around her and she huddles close sticking her arm out and clicking the button. The flash goes off and we both exhale.

"So Faith wont feel bad when she gets back." She explains, setting her camera down on the dresser.

I smile at that. "Right." I say, as she straightens up. I place my hand around her waist and just hold her for a little bit. She does that little half-smile thing that I swear is The Hottest Thing Ever … and I kiss her.

When we break contact, I tell her, "I’ve been wanting to do that since that last vamp we took out. You look so hot when you slay, you know that?" I place a kiss on her collarbone and whisper in her ear. "Add onto that the fact that slaying always makes me so damn-."

"Horny?" She breathes, swiping her hand across my chest.

I fuckin’ knew it.

"Yeah," I say back, licking my lips. "And I'm so fuckin' hot you right now."

"Me too.." She says. "For you, I mean. Not for me-" I kiss away the babble-fest that's about to start and she brushes up against my hard-on. I let out a low growl and place my hand under her ass, lifting her up and carrying her to her bed. I lay her down and she looks up at me. "No- we should stop- it's the slayage, it's making us-" She pants out. But then she sits up and pulls me on top of her. Our mouths smash together and we kiss like we’re both so hungry for it. It aint pretty, our tongues and teeth are clashing but we don’t give a fuck. We only stop to breathe.

She reaches behind her, to unzip her dress and I help her out, whilst kissing the skin she puts on show. Once she’s done, I get a load of her matching black bra and panty set and it makes my cock twitch. *She* makes my cock twitch; every damn inch of her is beautiful.

I lay on her chest and place my mouth around her tit and suck on her, through her bra whilst reaching for my fly. She grabs hold of my shirt and whips it over my head, then looks into my eyes.

And I damn-near fucking come. I pull back outta reach a sec to catch my breath, and she looks at me funny. Then her expression changes and she whispers, "I don’t have any… Um…" She looks down at my hard-on again.

Oh shit. "I don’t have one neither." I smile at her. "Next time then. Looks like s’all about you tonight then, slayer."

Guess it’s of the good that she gets to experience my tongue in action, since I wont have the cock in a week. I work my way down her body; kissing her lips, her throat, her chest and right above her belly button. Right there makes her shiver a little and I have to smile at that. My slayer’s ticklish. She parts her legs under me and the scent of her arousal makes my mouth water. I reach for her panties and she lifts her ass to let me take them off.

I toss them and nuzzle in the small strip of hair she has guiding me to her sex and place a real small kiss on her clit. She shudders under me and I have to ask, "Did you like that?" She nods and I do it again. Then I lick her real long and real slow, using the flat of my tongue on her clit. "Oh, God," she gasps out, moaning real low.

"Fuck, B." I say against her. "You taste so good." I draw out the words so my mouth vibrates on her clit and she clamps her thighs around my head real hard. I move back down to her pussy and fuck her with my tongue, pulling her legs apart with my hands. I suck on her and slurp up her thick, clear come and it tastes so fucking good.

I look up at her and she rolls her head back, crying out a "Yes!" and I lose it. I scramble on top of her and guide my cock inside her. She opens her eyes and looks at me with a shock expression and don’t ask me why but that makes me come.. hard.

I fall on top of her totally out of breath and realise what the fuck I just did. "I’m sorry, I’m sorry. Shit! I’m sorry." I breathe into her neck.

Neither of us move for-like-ever, but then she places her hand on my chest and pushes me off-of her. I roll onto my side and she gets out of bed, wraps a towel around herself and leaves the room.

Fuck.

TBC.