Buffy walks a little closer to me than is normal but I don't really think much about it, our walk to Home Depot takes us about fifteen minutes.
"Your truck is nice…and old." Buffy says to me, surprising me a little as I didn't think she was all that into vehicles.
"Thanks for the compliment, fixing old cars and trucks is kinda my thing. I own a restoration shop, and a nightclub chain." I share with Buffy the girl makes a sound in her throat but doesn't comment further.
Unlocking and opening the passenger side door Buffy climbs inside, and I close the door for her mostly because she looks like she's about to drop any second.
'She probably hasn't been sleeping…not after running Angel through with a sword.' I think as I walk around and unlock my door and climb inside, sliding my key into the ignition, and start the drive home, Buffy leans against the door support and starts snoring softly.
"Goodnight Buffy, I hope you have pleasant dreams." I murmur softly, as I pull out onto the road after the stop light turns green.
The ride home is a rather quiet and quick affair…if you can ignore Buffy's snoring that is…I cannot.
Getting home, pulling into my driveway, parking my truck, getting out of it, walking around to the passenger side I support Buffy with a thought as I pull her door open and unbuckle her seat belt with a thought.
Picking her up, the perky blonde seventeen year old girl clings to me, "Daddy don't leave me again." Buffy murmurs in a sleepy distant voice. 'Aww, you're pulling on my heart strings over time now.' I think.
"Don't worry Buffy, I'm right here." I murmur gently trying to give her some comfort and in her sleep the girl hugs me tightly as presses her side of her face against my chest.
'Uhh, how do I get a superpowered teenage girl to let go of me?' I wonder as I use a flex of my will to shut the passenger side door behind me before walking around to my front porch and using a flex of my will to open the front door.
Walking inside a light turns on and I spot three worried and annoyed faces dressed in their sleepwear which now seems to consist of one of my t-shirts or button up shirts and a pair of panties.
"Girls, I love the three of you and I deserve to be yelled at and spanked or whatever for worrying you and being stupid, but right now this girl needs me and I want to be there for her so can we put it off until tomorrow…please?" All three look at Buffy with very serious expressions and I see flashes of jealousy mixed with worry and concern.
"We'll talk tomorrow." Pru answers for her two younger sisters and herself, all three taking the opportunity to come over and kiss me goodnight before heading upstairs to my bed…
"Well Buffy…I doubt things would end well if you woke up in bed with me…so I guess we'll spend the night on the couch." I murmur softly and walk into my living room. A small flex of my mental power shuts and locks the door, I sit down on my couch. The sides are luckily rather high so I can lean back and not be uncomfortable.
I fall asleep rather quickly.
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Buffy
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'Oh my god, I can't believe I called him daddy like that…or how nice it makes me feel that he cares about me even though we just met…he makes me feel safe…Angel didn't make me feel safe he was, dark and mysterious danger guy…and though he's definitely dangerous he dusted all those vampires without touching them and he can open and shut doors…somehow…almost like Willow using magic, is he a warlock? God I hope not warlocks such…and who are those girls they all kissed him on the lips, are those his neighbors he mentioned?!' I wonder and I move us around so that we're laying on the couch together.
'J-just tonight I want to feel safe and protected…' I think as I lay my head on his shoulder and place his hand on my hip, 'It's nice…the warmth…the heartbeat…' I think as I feel myself drifting off to sleep.
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Waking up to the feeling of three glares pointed at me, I find Buffy completely sprawled out on me, my hand on her firm perky rear, which I immediately remove, the feel of her lips against my neck, the crux of her thighs pressed against my groin.
"Girls, morning." My voice is a bit raspy and dry, "Can we put this off a little longer…she really needs the sleep." Pru huffs indignantly before sighing, "This is almost as bad as that time you brought home that stray cat that was hit by a car and wouldn't leave its side until it was better." Pru mutters and I realize the girls weren't as mad as I thought they would be. Nope, that's not the actual problem here…it's that they're horny.
"I'll make it up to you three later I promise."
"Come on Pru I think it's sweet." Piper murmurs and walks around and leans down kissing, "Don't forget our deal…I've got something really sexy picked out for you." Piper murmurs seductively which makes my cock flex painfully in my jeans.
"Good I can't wait." I admit honestly drawing a giggle from Piper.
"I think it's cute too, Daddy Jax…" Phoebe chimes in but something about her voice carries a hidden meaning but I brush it off even though I probably shouldn't with a precog.
Pru sighs exasperatedly, "Try not to get yourself into any more trouble…please."
"No promises Pru…but I will try, just because you asked." I say to her and draw out an annoyed but amused giggle from her.
"God sometimes I wish I didn't fall in love with such an ass." Pru sigh but then squeaks at realization that she just told me that she has fallen in love with me, Piper and Phoebe also make sounds at that and the two drag Pru away for some private sisterly talk as I close my eyes once more...my hand might drift back to a certain firm and perky derrière.
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I can't help but gulp as I don't get exposed as being awake or enjoying the big strong warm hand on my butt, 'Okay... so he's dating three older women...I think I still have a shot...wait what the fuck am I thinking I don't want a shot I love Angel... Angel's dead.' I start to feel depressed but he manages to talk the girls into leaving us alone his hand moves back to my butt and I concentrate on the warmth of his touch, I like it a lot...more than I should.
The memory of me calling him daddy so easily come right to the front of my mind, 'Am I a horrible person? Angel hasn't even been gone a month and I'm already thinking about this guy...'
'He's really hot... dangerous but he makes me feel safe in a way Angel never did...uhh, I'm so confused, stop being so nice to me, act like Xander you big dumb, handsome man!'