Work on training the Slayer to make herself valuable in other ways

This part written in third person because I forgot my plan to write in 1st :).

"Now Slayer, you're going to tell me where the Gem of Great Evil is...or I'm going to have to get mean."

Buffy took a deep breath as she squared her shoulders. She looked out of the cage, staring her captor directly in the eyes. She wanted to come off as intimidating.

Instead, she burst out laughing.

"Yeah, not great for my ego there, Buff," Xander said as he rubbed his head.

"I'm sorry, I know you're trying, but this..." she said as she gestured around at the library book cage, "it's not exactly intimidating. And the Gem of Great Evil? Really?"

"Come on, this is supposed to be practice. Obviously, you need to imagine that I've captured you and am threatening to do horrible things to you."

"So this is resistance training?"

"No, you should be distracting me. Don't give up the information, but also lead me down another path."

"How exactly?" Buffy asked.

"You've got those great tits and that amazing ass, plus that thing you do with your mouth that all the boys like."

Buffy thought he was asked for a blowjob, which would have been inappropriate, but then she realized he was just asking her to practice out her flirting. Nothing wrong with that.

"Okay, but let's start from the beginning again," Buffy suggested.

"Fine, I'll be right back," Xander said as he exited his library.

-

The sight that granted Xander when he walked back into the library was Buffy down on her hands and knees, her ass facing him.

He took a moment to admire the view and it seemed like she might have put a little extra wiggle into her hips.

"What are you doing there?" he asked, the threatening tone gone from his voice and now replaced with confusion.

"Oh, no," she said as she spun around and stood up. "I certainly wasn't looking for a way to escape, sir!"

This is an improvement, Xander thought. He moved forward as he saw that Buffy had also torn her shirt, giving him a good view of her breasts. He shook his, head, trying to remember his role, "There is no escape, Slayer. Are you ready to tell me what I want to know."

"Oh, I wish I could," Buffy said as she moved her arms together, causing her breasts to squeeze together. "But I just don't know. I can be so silly sometimes. I think I forgot."

"Don't try that with me, Slayer," Xander said as he stepped forward. "You know where it is. I don't want to hear anything else out of your mouth until you are giving me the location."

"You don't want to hear anything else?" Buffy said as she lowered her head, but shot her eyes up at him. She gave a small smile, "Perhaps you'd be interested in what else my mouth could do."

"Buffy, that is..." Xander began uncertainly, not sure where this was going.

Suddenly she moved forward and grabbed him, pulling him against the cage. He felt her hand reach down toward his pants, only for it to end up grabbing the key out of his pocket. "Now, if we're still roleplaying, is the part where I'd knock you out."

"No, I think we're good," Xander said and she let him go. "That's impressive. When you slut it up you really are a **** to be reckoned with."

"Ah, thanks! Now, let's get to the Bronze."