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Lilah narrowed her eyes as he said the sex was earth-shattering. “It’s not my fault you can’t properly please a woman without using magic. Pathetic old man,” she hissed before stepping away from him. She watched as he dressed, her smirk still in place.

When he broke the spell on the room, and opened the door, she stepped out of it and stopped. “You’ll be working for the firm soon enough. I like to play dirty, and I always get what I want Mister Giles. I’ll make sure you get a nice cubicle,” Lilah happily said as she went back into the den.

Ethan looked at her for a moment and Lilah smiled at him. Maybe Ethan could help her with getting Rupert on her side. She’d have to look into it. But, at the moment, she wanted to go home and take a long, hot shower, and wash the smell of a certain ex-Watcher off her.
  • Giles wrapped his arms a bit tighter about Lilah, not knowing why he wanted to hold her so close but not questioning it. Whatever was going on between them, he was going to enjoy it. It had been a long time since he had been this...close to anyone. They'd probably wake up snarking at each other in the morning, but he didn't care. Right here, right now, this felt good, and this felt nice, and this felt right.

    "We definitely will have to," he murmured to her.

    He held her until he could feel her breathing even out, telling him that she had fallen asleep, and only then did he let himself fall asleep as well.

    He wasn't sure what time it was that he woke up, but when he did, he found that he actually felt very good. For a moment, he wasn't sure what had happened until he realized that Lilah Morgan was lying against him, naked. It was then that the events of the night before came back to him. Lifting his head slightly, he looked down at her.

    She looked quite peaceful when she was sleeping. He wondered if it was the only time she ever truly got any sort herself.

    Slowly, he extracted himself from their embrace, trying not to wake her up, and grabbed a set of jeans and shirt from the wardrobe, putting them on although he left the shirt open. He then padded out into the kitchen area of the flat and went about making some coffee. Tea had been his first choice, but he had a feeling his guest would prefer coffee.
    • Lilah Morgan wasn't one to spend the night with anyone. Her mother, bless her heart, had once told her men saw cuddling as a sign of weakness and would attack if you let your guard down. Even when Lilah had been in a relationship, right before Wolfram and Hart had recruited her from law school, she never spent the night with her boyfriend. And she actually cared about him.

      So, when she felt someone getting out of the same bed she was in, Lilah pushed her eyes open in time to see Rupert getting dressed. Damn it! What in the hell had happened? Why was she there and not in her own bed? Did he drug her up? Probably did. Lilah was sure Holland had put him up to it to keep her away.

      Groaning, she rolled over and saw the crystal. That's when it all came back to her. It was the magic he doped her up with. "Nice," she grumbled as she sat up.

      Lilah didn't want to admit it, but she had actually enjoyed herself the night before. It was the first time in ages where she'd actually laughed because something was fun, and not because one of her co-workers was being ate by a demon. And, she would do it again.

      "I missed an important meeting last night," she muttered as she glanced over at Rupert. She didn't think he'd care but she had to tell someone.
      • Giles had just started the coffee and gone back to the bedroom where he saw Lilah sitting up, a rather sour look on her face. Obviously, she had come down off her magic high. He knew that magic affected others differently, but he wondered how much of it was how she was actually feeling and how much of it was the fact that she had very definitely let her guard down with him last night.

        Considering that he had as well, he supposed they had both done something very dangerous in letting the other in.

        "You mentioned last night," he said as he picked up her clothes from the floor and set them on the bed for her. "Apparently, you keep as awful hours as I used to."

        Picking up the crystal from where it had been sitting on the bed, he considered it for a moment before setting it on the bureau. He had never had anything like that ever happen to him before. Not even when he had been younger. He debated telling her though he did remember telling her that it had been the best sex he had ever had, which was true, but he had no idea why he was letting this happen with her.

        What the bloody hell was he doing?

        "I'm making some coffee if you'd like some," he finally told her, turning around. "I'm sure you want to get to work soon, but I thought you might want something after...last night."
        • Lilah scowled at Rupert. "Thanks for pushing me out the door then. If I say I have a meeting, then I have a meeting. Some of us do work for a living, instead of laying around, watching our best friend fuck some girl he picked up in a local playground! Perverts! All of you!" She quickly stood from the bed but sat back down when the room started to spin.

          Taking a deep breath, she tried it again, only doing it a little slower. When she got her bearings, Lilah picked up her clothes and glared at Rupert. "Stop looking at my naked body! No, wait, do look at it because you're never seeing it again!" she snapped as she watched him pick up the crystal and set it down on the dresser. "And you used the gift I gave you against me! Bastard!"

          Lilah stormed out of the bedroom and looked around. Where in the hell was the bathroom? Chewing on her bottom lip, she sighed and came storming back in. "Where's the bathroom at and stop looking at my breasts like some hungry hyena! Men! You're all the same!" she huffed.
          • "Now, hold on just a minute...!" Giles started to protest when Lilah went off on a tear, yelling about her was a layabout who had never worked a day in his life and that it was somehow his responsibility to look after her. She was a grown woman, and he had recalled, she hadn't been too cut up about missing her meeting at the time.

            Of course, that could have had something to do with the buzz from the magic sex they had, but he had certainly not expected that to happen, and he hadn't been in much more better condition than she at the time.

            For a moment, when she started threatening that he'd never see her naked again, Giles thought about just standing back and letting her rampage. It was rather an amusing sight, actually.

            But then she accused him of purposely using the crystal against her as though he had some grand scheme, and he felt anger bubbling up inside him. That was rather rich, coming from her when she had attempted to use Jenny against him the night before.

            When she came back into the room, he crossed his arms. "I'm nothing like these other men you seem to have had the bad taste in getting involved with, and I rather resent your implication that I would ever knowingly use something against a woman to get her into bed. I am not a rapist, Lilah Morgan, and I don't appreciate your implication that I am! It's also rather rich for you to talk about using things against you when you came here last night with that exact plan in mind - to use something of mine against me! So don't get all high and mighty with me."

            He then pointed to the door on the otherside of the room. "And the bathroom is there. Get dressed and get the bloody hell out."

            Grabbing the crystal off the bureau, he left the room.
            • "I do not have bad taste!" Lilah snapped, then she shook her head and gave him a smile. "You're right. I do have bad taste since I fucked you."

              She went to the bathroom, rolling her eyes when he told her to leave. Lilah was planning on it and didn't need to be told to leave. Once she was dressed, she slipped out of the bathroom and leveled her gaze at Rupert. "You can forget about doing free lance work for the firm. You'd never work out there," she hissed as she picked up her purse. "I'll make sure to stake Angel for you since you're too busy living in the past to do so."

              With that, she was out the door and down the stairs. Ethan was passed out on the floor so she kicked him in the side and stepped on him before leaving the building. She was at the firm within thirty minutes and found a smug looking Lindsey sitting in her office.

              "You missed the meeting, Lilah," he said with a smirk. "You were up for the project but since you were out," he looked over her clothes, "getting laid, I got the job. I'm going to be taking care of the Slayer."

              "Buffy?" she asked, raising her eyebrows.

              "Faith. And we have big plans for her," Lindsey said as he stood and went to the door. "Too bad you were busy gettin' fucked to care."

              Lilah let out a growl just as Lindsey slipped out the door. Rupert had caused this. If he would've left her alone, then she would've gotten the project. With a frustrated sigh, she sat down behind her desk. She didn't know who she was going to kill first - Rupert or Lindsey.
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