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Summary: Buffy’s been having Slayer dreams about this man, a glowing stick and a little green troll.

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Star Wars > Buffy-CenteredDarkPhoenixFR1811,0952141,95025 Dec 1025 Dec 10Yes
Title: Just a dream (BTVS/SW)
Summary: Buffy’s been having Slayer dreams about this man, a glowing stick and a little green troll.
Disclaimer: Don’t own Buffy the Vampire Slayer or Star Wars.
Pairing: Buffy/Obi-wan
Dedication: For Secret Santa challenge on Muse, Merry Christmas!

Just a dream

Buffyverse, North Pole,
Buffy looks around for her prey, knowing he’s there somewhere.

“Ho, ho, ho” Buffy’s head snapped to the source of the sound, twirling her sword experimentally before heading towards the sound. Sensing something behind her she turned her sword striking down and slicing clean through the image of a green troll as if the troll wasn’t even there.

“Oh, great! Not you again! Don’t you have anything better to do than to pester me, like I don’t know guarding a bridge of some kind?” Buffy complained, her voice filled with frustration.

The green troll seems to ignore her words, like it always did. Speaking it’s familiar words like it had been doing for the past two months in her dreams. “Become, in dreams you will.”

Buffy rolled her eyes, having heard the words enough times to drive her to the brink of insanity. “I don’t have time for this! I have a Santa Claus to slay and you’re wasting my time, so either let me wake up or-”

“Begun, it has.” The troll spoke after he had drawn a cylinder of some kind and pressed something that activated a beam of green light on top of it.

‘This is new.’ Buffy thought to herself, ‘normally Mr. Hottie activated the glowing stick and that’s a blue one.’

“What has begun? Another apocalypse?” Buffy questioned once the troll’s words registered.

“Become, you must.” The troll replied.

“Become what?! What the Hell am I supposed to be!?” she yelled frustrated and angry.

The green troll didn’t reply with words, Buffy barely had time to block the glowing stick with her sword. Her sword glowed, the magical protection on it being but to the test against this glowing green rod. Buffy’s eyes widened at the sight, she could feel the magical protection on her sword straining and moved the weapons higher so she could kick the troll. He seemed to have anticipated her move and held out a single hand shoving her back by some unseen force.

Buffy felt herself soaring through air before she flew against a hard warm something that stopped her momentum and brought whatever it was to the floor with her.

Buffy turned to look what she crashed into only to see it was Mr. Hottie himself. His kind blue eyes stared amusingly at her green ones.

Blushing Buffy quickly got off him, her head down and avoiding his gaze in attempt to not let him see her embarrassment.

“Are you alright?” his voice questioned her, she suppressed a shiver at the sound of it and looked to see him on his feet as well.

“Sorry,” Buffy apologized. At his confused look she elaborated, “for crashing into you. This annoying green troll kinda gave me no choice in the matter.”

“Troll?” he questioned.

“Yeah, with a glowing green stick. Not unlike your blue stick.” Buffy responded while wondering ‘he’s actually having a conversation with me. This dream is not like the one I’ve been having for the past two months. Normally he activates his blue rod and is battling this demon with horns and a red glowing stick. He also looks different. He’s got a stubble for one, also that braid is gone. It looks good on him…’

“Why did he fight you?”

She almost didn’t hear his question, due to her inner monologue taking her mind to the gutter. She blinked and attempted to find an answer to his question. “Who knows? But this is a dream, so it doesn’t really matter one way or the other.”

“A dream? But if it is a dream, whose is it? Yours or mine?” he asked.

“Mine, hey! Since you’re more responsive than usual… I wonder if…” Buffy mumbled the last part and stepped closer to him. ‘Okay, this is a dream. Mr. Hottie is here and for once being responsive and considering I crashed into him earlier I can touch him too. So, I best make the most out of this dream before waking up.’

Buffy looked at his confused, yet thoughtful expression and smirked before stepping closer to him. Seeing his confusion increase she smirked mischievously before pulling him down to meet her lips in a hungry kiss.

He didn’t respond at first, but then he did. His arms wrapped around her and pulled her body to his. Buffy moaned at the contact of his warm body with hers. She wrapped one arm around his neck, her hand playing with the hairs on the back of his head and neck. Mr. Hottie groaned in response and Buffy opened her mouth to him, letting his tongue enter her mouth to duel with hers.

He pulled away suddenly, “I can’t” he breathed out. “I’m a Jedi, we’re not allowed-” Buffy pressed a finger to his lips in order to silence him.

“It’s just a dream. How can you break whatever code you live by in a dream. It’s not really real and not to forget, this is my dream. And for once I’m going to enjoy it!” With that said Buffy attacked his lips again.

Suddenly the ground was detached from her feet as two strong arms lifted her up in the air before she was on her back with his warm body on top of her. It was then that Buffy realized that she and him with both naked. She could barely tell they were no longer at the North Pole but in a room of some kind. They gazed at each other, Buffy saw she was on a bed and grinned before flipping them over.

‘This dream was going to make up for so much and whoever it was that gave me the dream for the past two months better keep giving her this one, instead of the normal one.’ Buffy thought fleetingly before she kissed Mr. Hottie again.

“What’s your name anyways?” Buffy questioned as she trailed kisses along his neck to his chest.

“Obi-wan Kenobi” he answered, his breathing rapid. “Yours?”

Buffy paused and looked at him for a moment to say, “Buffy Summers, pleasure to meet you.” She then turned to her attention back to his chest. Her teeth biting into his skin, but not hard enough to leave a mark.

Obi-wan flipped them over and gazed at her, “Oh no, the pleasure will be mutual.” He informed her before kissing her passionately.

~ Fin ~

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