Boogie Nights
You sit on the sofa, giddily tapping your feet. After your find at the video store, you called Rupert and told him to come straight home from work. When he got there, you greeted him in your black satin jammies, kissed him on the cheek, and sent him upstairs to slip into something more comfortable, still refusing to tell him about your surprise. He now descends the stairs in his blue striped pajama bottoms and nothing else. He sits on the sofa next to you. You settle against his chest and he kisses the top of your head as he strokes your hair.
"Now, would you like to tell me what all of this is about?"
"I'd rather show you." You smile and pick up the remote control. Turning on the TV and VCR, you fast forward all through the excess tape and previews.
"All over a movie?" You hand him the tape cover and continue to scan ahead. He raises his eyebrows. "A porno movie?"
You grin at him. "It's not the movie, it's who's in the movie. Read the credits."
He does. "Oh my God."
"Yup, 1970's wokka-chikka porn starring Ethan Rayne in the flesh. Well, we're about to see that for ourselves I guess."
He hurriedly flips over the tape cover and rereads the title. "Black Mass Orgy?"
"Oh here we go, it's on."
"Where did you find this?"
"The small video store on the corner."
"What were you doing in the adult section?"
You blush up at him. "Nevermind. Just watch the movie Columbo." You lean against him once more. His tension is almost tangible. "What's wrong?"
"I uh, I guess I'm just not sure if I want to watch someone I used to know having sex on a video."
"Oh there he is! Man look at that hair! Did they ever make bellbottoms that wide?" You turn to Rupert. He is not smiling. "Oh come on, tell me he will ever be able to pull off that smug attitude around you again after seeing this." He holds you tighter but says nothing. You return your attention to the movie. A shirtless Ethan now has a naked blonde at his side, one who is eagerly removing the rest of his clothing. "Oh boy, hello there Ethan. Well I always knew you were the better man, now I have the proof."
"A-Are we done now?" You look up and Rupert is positively cringing.
"If it bothers you that much, we can st...oh wait a minute." On screen, a very well-endowed masked man has entered the room. As Ethan and the blonde carry on in the background, a brunette girl practically runs to this stranger's side. Besides the black mask, he is only wearing leather gloves. Your eyes grow wide. "He looks familiar."
"Love!"
You look to Rupert, red-faced. "I know how that sounded, but I mean it. His build, everything, I think I know that guy."
"I think we should stop watching this thing right now."
In the video, the man makes a long loud moaning noise. Your jaw hangs open as you turn to Rupert, shocked. "Oh my G...IT'S YOU!"
"Don't be ridiculous!"
You're smiling, on the verge of laughing hysterically. "It is! It's you! You're the masked guy!"
Rupert stands and begins to pace. "No it's not! Please don't say that!"
"Okay." You move to the phone, pick it up, and dial the time. "Hello Buffy, could you bring Willow and Cordy over here with you? There's something you have got to s..."
Rupert slams his hand over the cradle, disconnecting the call. "Okay it was just that once. Ethan talked me into it and I was pissed drunk at the time. Ring them back and tell them not to come, please?"
You set the receiver back on it's cradle and place your hands on his cheeks. "I was kidding. I would never have called them. I just wanted you to admit it. By the way, it's 7:58 pm and 20 seconds." You lean forward to kiss him and he pulls back. "What?"
Rupert doesn't say another word, instead going back upstairs. You bite your lip as you watch him go. "Great," you say out loud, to yourself. "Great going, great sense of humor, great, great, great." You sit down on the sofa, pulling a throw pillow to your stomach and watch as the twentyish year old Rupert Giles gives that little brunette...well something you're not likely to be seeing for a long time after your previous stunt. You scrutinize his body, realizing not only that Rupert has held up amazingly well over the years, but to your liking has actually improved. He was a little on the skinny side when he was younger. Now, he is just right.
You sigh into the room and are answered by the clearing of a throat from behind the couch. You stand and turn. "Rupert, I'm sorry I didn't mean t..."
He is no longer wearing his pajama bottoms. Rupert wears nothing at all, except for a black mask. "You need to be punished," this said lightly, and with a smile.
You smile back, relieved that he is still talking to you and expectant at what he means to do with you. You arch your eyebrow, "A spanking?"
He approaches and begins undoing the buttons on your top. "Hmm, maybe."
You get a wicked gleam in your eye. "A spanking! A spanking! And after that the oral s..." he silences you with a kiss, scoops you into his arms and carries you away upstairs. The movie plays on to the end in the empty room as its sequel plays out in Giles' loft.
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