"I'm disappointed in you, Ripper." Ethan had sneered when they accidentally met the week before. "Your life now is almost as exciting as watching paint dry."
Giles smiled at the memory and picked up the paintbrush. He studied his canvass carefully; what color should he apply next, red or brown?
Buffy watched with interest. He was adorable when he focused so completely on something.
His decision made, he dipped the brush into the strawberry flavored body paint and brushed it delicately over Buffy's nipples. As it dried she moaned at the sensation.
"Oh, Ethan" he thought, "if you only knew."