Rupert Giles is lying on his back on thin carpeting of his living room floor, his arms outstretched,the fingers of his left hand barely grazing Oz's body as he chuckles, enjoying the sensation of being totally baked and listening to obscure Bowie with someone else who, finally, understands.
Oz hears his chuckle, and matches it with something resembling a chuckle but much softer and mellower, like a distant echo. He rolls on his side, his face near Giles'. "We both like young and we both like loud..." he whisper-sings, faintly off-key, then tilts his head slightly for a slow kiss.
This Angel/Buffy the Vampire Slayer story was written by Kate Bolin. If you liked it, there's plenty more at http://www.dymphna.net/fanfic/. And you can feedback her at dymphna@dymphna.net.