Faith, the rogue Slayer who was called after Kendra's death, had referred to Giles as "young and cute," a description which, at the time, had made Buffy want to barf. However, Faith's words had left an indelible impression upon Buffy's subconscious mind, inspiring her to regard the fatherly librarian in a different, forbidden light. Buffy had never realized that she'd thought of Giles in such a fashion until Anya, the vengeance demon whom Xander had jilted at the altar, had required that Giles fuck Buffy in the ass as a condition for Buffy's gaining entry to the demon dimension to which Anya had sent the witch.
Anya's spell had also removed their deep-set, natural inhibitions toward one another, and Buffy and Giles had not been able to keep their eyes off one another's nude bodies. Nude, Giles proved to be more than merely cute; he was sexy. He had broad shoulders, a deep chest, a firm, flat abdomen, and sturdy thighs. His buttocks were small and tight. His cock, even flaccid, was long-nine inches, Buffy reckoned-thick, and circumcised. He had big balls, too, which, like his large member, suggested both virility and potency. After disrobing in Giles' apartment, they had drawn a rough, inverted pentagram on the floor, turned out the lights, and lit a candle, placing it in the center of the upside-down, five-pointed star that represented the devil. Then, Giles and Buffy had seated themselves across from one another and chanted the prescribed ritual that Anya had given Buffy. As soon as they'd finished the chant, a change come over Buffy and Giles. Moments before, they'd felt ashamed and humiliated, and they'd averted their eyes from one another's nudity, Buffy feeling it as wrong to be naked in front of the man she regarded as her father as Giles did to be unclothed before the young woman he considered his daughter. Afterward, however, neither of them had suffered from any such compunctions, and they'd stared boldly across the encircled pentagram that separated them, Buffy admiring the swollen, stiff-standing cock that rose against the former librarian's pubes and belly, and Giles marveling at Buffy's small, pert breasts, concave tummy, smooth, creamy thighs, and the light blonde wisps of hair that decorated her lower abdomen, above her own erect penis and tightly contracted scrotum.
