This time when I wake up I find Buffy using her arms to light herself up slightly while she stares at my face.
"Like what you see?" I ask jokingly and Buffy looks away from me.
"Th-thanks for last night…" Buffy murmurs and trails off…no mentioning of my hand that is still somehow on her perky ass.
"Sure thing Buffy…you can stay here as long as you need it or would like to stay…I won't pry or push but I'm here for you if you want to talk about what's hurting/eating you up inside." I offer my home indefinitely to Buffy and offer someone to talk to.
"Thank you Jax…" Buffy murmurs softly but doesn't make any move to get off of me.
"You're welcome Buffy, now…I don't want you to think that I don't absolutely adore a beautiful girl like you on top of me, but I do have to use the bathroom and make some repairs to my…girlfriends' house and yes that's plural girlfriends…" I say to Buffy making no effort to hide my complicated relationship status or the fact that I do find her attractive.
"I could use a shower…I smell like blood and vampire dust." Buffy murmurs and her voice is filled with shyness.
"And some new clothes, these ones have seen better days." I joke and Buffy turns to shoot me a glaring pout, before nodding and looking away from me.
"Come on, I'll show you to the shower." I say to Buffy when she doesn't immediately move to get up I lightly pat her ass, 'Still nothing this girl can't be this desperate for some physical affection, I mean I know her Dad really messed her up, and then Giles and his bullshit on top of killing Angel just as he gets his soul back.' I think and Buffy presses her ear over my heart.
Since Buffy doesn't seem to be willing to separate from me on her own I stand up from the couch using a mix of physical and telekinetic power my left hand joins my right on Buffy's ass to support her weight…even though I could easily carry her using tk, Buffy breathes out and it's filled with something but she doesn't try to break my neck, instead she interlocks her arms behind my neck and wraps her legs around my middle, seeing as this is Buffy's reaction I mentally shrug and begin carrying Buffy upstairs to my bedroom shower.
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Buffy
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I can't help but gulp as Jax stands up from the couch with me in his left hand joins his right on my ass, he's the only man to ever touch me like this besides Angel.
'Why do I feel so safe? I'm the slayer, a total vampire slaying badass…but I feel like I did before becoming the Slayer…when I'm close to him.' I think as I wrap my arms and legs around him and rest my head against her shoulder, I can feel how hard he is in his jeans.
'It's warm…Angel's wasn't warm.' Jax's voice pulls me out of my comparing how warm his and Angel's dicks are. "Buffy, we're in the bathroom." Jax's voice is gentle and caring.
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Buffy end
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Buffy reluctantly lets go of me and slides down my body to her feet, Buffy looks up at me staring into my eyes, her blue eyes reflecting neediness, "I'll get you something to wear…there's some girly care products in there, take you time take a bath…just relax." I tell Buffy gently and go to my closet and open up a box with clothes that Phoebe left behind. Some things might be a little too sexy and suggestive.
"Hey Buffy there's a box of clean women's clothing here…everything is about your size…you can have all of the clothes inside of it." I call out to Buffy.
"Thanks Jax." Buffy calls out from the bathroom.
"No problem Buffy." I holler back to her and leave my bedroom shutting the door behind me on my way out.
Going to the bathroom down stairs, I drain my bladder, before going outside and to my truck grabbing out the few purchases I had stored and locked underneath the Tahoe cover, taking everything into my garage looking over my tools/supplies situation.
Seeing I have everything put on my tool belt fill it up with tools and a few screws and whatnot grabbing my drill and extra battery I clip them to my tool belt.
I walk across the street and start doing a cursory inspection, 'First thing to do is replace the upstairs window.'
I zone out checking locks doors and window locks, making a mental note of which ones to replace, taking out my tape measurer, taking measurements for my angle iron reinforcing of the doors and door frames.
Heading back across the street to my garage I set to work cutting and welding, with my angle iron cut measured and welded. I head back across the street and the correct types of bolts and nuts for a seamless install of the new frame.
Using my drill I drill out the bolt holes, reinforcing the door and door framing, setting up a new slot for the deadbolt and adding in one of those beam brackets you'd normally find in a reinforced door.
As I work, I work, my desire to protect the girls and make sure that they have a safe place to sleep and live, memories of protection charms and runes flash in my mind, they were things my mother taught me…things I had forgotten about.
Shifting my hands, so that my fingers are tipped with metallic claws I begin carving runes into the wood while muttering spells of protection, I can feel them come alive and know the girls will be just a little bit safer in this house now. I continue going around the house.
Replacing broken and worn out locks carving runes and casting protections, I get to the basement door and walk down the steps carving runes into the woods as I walk downstairs, the nexus calls to me.
I push back with my will power, the nexus opens and the dark spectre…made of black smoke rises from the nexus, "You really don't want to do this." I tell the Woogyman.
It ignores me and surrounds me, it flows into me through my nose and mouth, I resist the possession I think about my girls…my love for them and how this thing would kill them given half a chance.
I feel the full shift come over me, "You picked the wrong mother fucker." I growl and with my feelings for the girls held close to my heart, I become interlocked in a battle of wills with the Woogyman, it attacks me with visions of the girls abandoning me of me killing them by accident, but I show it my future, where I sit on a throne of gold and soft cushions with the skulls of mine and my girls enemies, my girls all dressed up like slave Leia with chokers that say I belong to Jax.
The shadow…Phoebe Woogyman is the first body of our shared enemies that my throne…and my future together with the girls would be built, the Woogyman tries to escape my body, but I stop it from escaping and consume it.
It screams and rebels but in the end it is just food for me, my body assimilates it's powers making them mine.
"Heh, easy power up." I mutter cockily before the exhaustion and physical strain my confrontation actually inflicted on my body making my fall to my hands and knees.