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BtVS/Anita Blake drabble.
It Could Be…
“So, let me get this straight,” the Detective began, as he surreptitiously attempted to rub his temples. He seemed to be fighting a headache.
“Sex,” the young woman stated in an unequivocal manner. The dark-haired man next to her groaned and covered his face.
“What?” The Detective—Zerbrowski?—gaped at her.
She gave him a bright smile and said, “Sex—I’ve heard it’s great for getting rid of headaches. You should find someone to give you orgasms right away. Orgasms always make me feel better. Don’t they honey?” She positively glowed as she beamed up at the young man who seemed to be trying to hunch into himself.
“I believe the nice man was talking about what happened here tonight Anya,” her boyfriend said with a sick grin. ”I don’t think he wants to hear about our sex life.”
“Fine then. I just wanted to help. He seems to be in pain,” she said with a glare.
“Excuse me?” Zerbrowski chimed in. “Can we get back to my questions? You two can go and have all the orgasms you want after we finish.”
The young man looks mortified. He also seemed to be bracing himself for a blow.
“Bunnies.” The woman stated grimly.