Title: A Perfect Day
Author: Froxyn
Rating: FRAO
Pairing: Buffy/Giles
Timeline: Three weeks after Wishes on Stars.
Synopsis: Ethan and Michael’s wedding day has
arrived. Hopefully, it will be a
demon-free day for them.
Giles was on his stomach, groaning into the pillow that his head was
currently buried in. His fingers curled
and gripped the sheets beneath him. It had
been almost three weeks since Ethan had nearly died and since that night he had
wanted this…needed this. Tonight was the
first night that the opportunity had presented itself to them.
Buffy glanced at his left hand and smiled as she slowly moved against
him, his hips pushing back against her with each gentle stroke. “Okay?”
“Yes…” He replied in a husky
tone, grinding his hips against the pillow underneath him.
She followed his movements, sliding her left hand up his spine before
gently scraping her nails back down to his lower back. “Do you need more, honey?”
He turned his head to the side as he reached behind him, his fingers
stroking her hip. “No…don’t make me
come.”
She raised an eyebrow, scraping the nails of her left hand over his ass
and the back of his left thigh. “You
don’t want to come?”
His fingers trembled against her skin.
“I want…you to push me. Push me
to the edge again, but…but not over…Christ, that’s…”
She smiled again at his loud groan, his hand falling back to the mattress. “I understand why you like to watch me while
you make love to me…”
“Buffy…dear God…” He moaned as he
pushed himself up slightly, changing the angle of penetration.
“I wish I could come inside of you.”
She whispered softly.
He pushed back against her, sending the fake phallus attached to the
harness fastened around her hips deeper into him. “Wh…what?”
“I know what it’s like to feel your come inside of me…I wish I could do
the same for you…”
She watched the muscles in his back tense as he suddenly stopped his
movement. “Giles?”
“Almost…came…” He panted heavily
as he hung his head. “Jesus…”
Her smile returned as she carefully eased back, sliding the dildo from
him and nudging him with her hand. “Roll
over for me, baby.”
Pushing the pillow that had been under his hips off the bed, he rolled
onto his back and looked up at her.
“Buffy…”
She leaned over him, pressing the heavy latex cock against his erection
as she licked at his right nipple. “How
close are you?”
He grabbed her hips quickly as she started rubbing the dildo against
him. “Too fucking close…but you already
know that.”
She stilled her motion and lifted her head as his fingers pulled at the
fastenings of the harness. “God, I love
that look in your eyes…”
Pulling the harness free and throwing it to the side, he shifted his
weight and rolled their bodies until he was looming over her with his thick
cock resting against her abdomen. “What
look?”
“Barely controlled lust.” She
whispered as she placed her hand over the warm, hard shaft. “The look that says you’re about two seconds
from fucking me senseless.”
His hips began to move, his erection trapped between her skin and her
hand. “Is that what you want?”
She bent her knees and spread her legs open further, gasping as his
testicles gently bumped against her clitoris rhythmically. “God yes…”
He licked his lips, pulling her hand from his erection and lacing their
fingers together as he lowered his mouth to hers. “And…what if I want to take it slow?”
“You don’t.” She whispered half a
second before his mouth covered hers.
Her groan rumbled in her chest as he plunged his tongue into her mouth,
pressing their linked hands to the mattress next to her shoulder. Shifting his lower body, he reached down and
grasped his erection, rubbing the head through her wet folds.
As he pushed himself into her, he broke the kiss and stared into her
eyes. “You’re right…I don’t.”
His hand tightened on hers as he slammed his hips forward, relishing the
sound of her screaming his name in pleasure.
He pulled back just as quickly and crashed into her again, causing the
headboard to knock against the wall with force.
“Oh…fuck!” She screamed as he
kept thrusting into her at a hard and fast pace.
“Too…much?” He grunted as she
lifted her knees higher, opening herself even more to him.
“No…God…more…”
Releasing her hand, he grabbed her left leg behind the knee and raised
it until her ankle was resting against her shoulder. Her right hand clawed at his chest, leaving
thin red lines around his nipple.
“Giles!”
He felt the beginning spasms of her orgasm and closed his eyes in
concentration. He’d have to time this
just right. Her spasms grew more intense
with each plunge of his cock, her cries growing louder and less coherent. When he felt her body tremble beneath him, he
opened his eyes and looked down at her.
He knew she was close.
As she began to thrash underneath him, he started his mental countdown,
continuing to thrust as hard as he could.
5…4…3…2…
With a loud groan, he pulled out and wrapped his hand around his wet
cock. Her eyes flew open as she cried
out, her release so close but taken away from her at the last second.
“Giles!”
He smiled, his eyes dark with passion, and easily rolled her onto her
side. “I admitted to wanting to fuck you
senseless. But…I want to make love to
you as you come.”
She whimpered as he placed a soft kiss on her cheek and then lay down
behind her. His lips trailed hot,
open-mouthed kisses along her shoulder as he pulled her back against his
chest. Her body trembled violently
against him as he ran his hand down her side to her hip.
“Ssh, love. It’s alright…”
“No…please, Giles. Please…”
He smiled at her incoherent ramble and bent her left leg. “Buffy…hold your leg for me…just for a
second…”
“Can’t…” She groaned as his teeth
nipped against her shoulder. “God,
Giles…”
He nodded slowly and pushed her forward just enough to give him enough
room to guide his cock back into her with his right hand. When she gasped pleasurably, he realized that
their current position would work just fine.
“Pillow, Buffy…” He whispered.
“Huh?”
He licked his lips and swallowed.
“Pillows…in front of you…to keep you from falling further forward.”
“Oh…” Her hands fumbled with the
two pillows, pressing them against her chest as he slowly pushed his entire
length into her from behind.
He paused for a moment and smiled.
Her leg held in place by his forearm against the back of her knee, her
body held in position by the pillows in front of her…yes, this would work
nicely.
He moved his hips slowly, flicking his tongue against her skin before
moving his mouth to her ear. “Alright?”
“Uh-huh…oh, yes…” She mumbled as
she moved with him as much as she could in this position. “This…this isn’t…going to take…Giles, God
Giles…”
“You need to come.” He whispered
into her ear, smiling when she nodded as she moaned. “Then come…for me, Buffy. Come for me…”
“Close…”
The one bad thing about this position was that he couldn’t touch her the
way he wanted. He couldn’t tease her
nipples or rub her clit in time with his thrusts. But, he could talk to her…he could whisper
everything he wanted to do into her ear.
As he had taught her years earlier, words could be very powerful.
He knew that he could make her come with his words. He also knew that in times like this, when
they had both teased one another to the point of orgasm at least twice so far
this evening, that tenderness was what would push her over the edge quicker
than anything else.
He nuzzled her neck, his hard nipples rubbing against her back as he
continued rocking his hips against her, before kissing his way back up to her
ear.
“Do you…remember our first date?”
“Mm…” She murmured, her hands
gripping the pillows.
“When you opened the door for me…I was sure that I had never seen
anything as beautiful as you.” He
exhaled a breath as he felt her inner walls quiver around him. “And I was sure…I’d never see…anything as
beautiful…in the future.”
“Giles…” She moaned huskily.
“I was wrong.” He whispered,
placing a tender kiss behind her ear. “I
was so wrong.”
Her left hand let go of the pillow and reached for the arm holding her
leg in position. “Oh, God…”
“Our wedding, your pregnancies…you became more beautiful every
day.” He stated softly as he kissed a
bead of sweat from her neck. “I know now
what the most beautiful sight that I could ever hope to see is…with perfect
certainty.”
He closed his eyes as her fingers tightened around his arm, her quivers
quickly becoming ripples against his hardened flesh. “Would…would you like me…to tell you?”
“Yes…” She breathed heavily. “God, yes…”
“Your smile…” He answered with a
soft moan as her fluids gathered around his erection, threatening to flood over
him. “When you look…into my eyes…and say
you love me…”
He inhaled sharply as her walls clenched around him. “My God, Buffy…I love you…”
Her nails dug into his arm as she screamed his name, her elusive orgasm
finally breaking free. He slowed his
thrusts, but didn’t stop completely…continuing to whisper tender words into her
ear as she came down.
After a few minutes, he pulled out and carefully untangled their bodies
before rolling her onto her back. He
smiled warmly at her, pushing her sweat-dampened hair back from her face. When she felt a wet hardness against her
thigh, she glanced down and narrowed her eyes.
“You…didn’t…come.”
His smile grew as he moved between her legs and leaned down to kiss
her. “No…”
“But…” She started, but trailed
off into a moan as he slowly pushed his way back in. “Oh…”
He slid his arms under her back, his fingers pressing against her skin
as he swallowed and lowered his lips to her neck. “I wanted to feel your arms around me when I
come.”
She smiled and lifted her arms around his back, sighing as she felt his
muscles bunch and relax under her touch as he moved. “I love you, Giles.”
He grunted softly against her neck, his orgasm quickly approaching. When her hands rubbed their way down his back
and she tenderly kissed his neck, he shuddered.
“That’s it, Giles…you’re so close…”
When he softly whispered ‘I love you’, she held him tightly and scraped
her teeth over the scar on his neck. His
reaction was immediate, throwing his head back and calling her name as he came
deep within her.
As he rolled to the side, she rolled with him, throwing her leg over his
hip in an attempt to keep his softening cock inside of her. He inhaled deeply, running his hand over her
thigh as he raised an eyebrow in a silent question.
She smiled as she looked into his eyes.
“I have a feeling that tonight isn’t over.”
He returned her smile and leaned into her, kissing her lips softly. “No…just having a rest.”
“Mm…” She murmured as her fingers
lightly stroked his sweat-covered back.
“That’s what I thought…this…” She
gestured to her leg that he was still rubbing lightly. “Well, I like feeling you get hard inside of
me.”
He glanced at her heaving chest and swallowed. “Shouldn’t take long…”
She chuckled and looked around the room.
“How thick do you think these walls are?”
Grinning brightly, he shook his head.
“I didn’t get us the penthouse for the spectacular views of
She laughed and moved her hand to his head, loving the feel of his damp
hair curling around her fingers. “Should
I feel guilty that I allowed you to bring me here and leave the children with
Mom?”
His eyes sparkled as she lightly scratched his scalp. “She practically threw us out of our own
house, Buffy. This works for us…and it gives
her some quality time with her grandchildren.”
She furrowed her brow and looked at him.
“Do you think it’s weird that she came all the way over here for Ethan’s
wedding? I mean…I know she likes him,
but…do you think she likes him like that?”
Giles laughed heartily and shook his head. “No. I
think…this was a good reason for her to spend some time with her family. I don’t think there are any feelings, other
than friendship, there for Ethan.”
“Good, ‘cause that’d just be weird.”
He arched his eyebrow again. “And
why is that?”
“Ethan and my mother? She’d kill
him.”
He laughed again, nodding in agreement as she smiled at him. “Probably…”
She shifted and looked at him curiously when she felt his cock twitch
inside of her. “Okay…are you getting
excited thinking about my mother and Ethan?”
He rolled his eyes and carefully moved, bringing her with him, until he
was on his back and looking up at her.
“No…I’m getting excited because…”
When he trailed off, she gently rubbed his chest. “Because?”
“You smiled at me.” He answered
simply, lifting his hand to the side of her face.
She kissed his thumb as it brushed over her lips and looked into his
eyes. “I love you so much, Rupert.”
Her smile grew as she felt him harden within her.
Giles pulled into the driveway
of Ethan and Michael’s house and smiled at Buffy. She returned his smile and reached over to
straighten his tie.
“You look very nice.”
His eyes drifted down the dress she
was wearing, stopping at her bare knees and moving back up to her eyes. “And you look beautiful.”
She took a deep breath and
dropped her hands from his tie. “Stop
looking at me like that or we’ll never get inside for the rehearsal.”
Giles grinned and glanced at the
front window of the house to find Evan peeking through the curtains. “The kids will come out…”
“Mm-hm.” She sighed, running her hand down the front
of his shirt before pulling away and unbuckling her seatbelt. “And if there’s one thing I don’t want our
children to see is what’s going through my head right now. So…we’d better go inside.”
He chuckled softly and pulled
the keys out of the ignition as he unbuckled his seatbelt and opened the
door.
Before they could step onto the
walkway that led to the porch, the front door swung open and Haddie and Evan
came running down to greet them. Buffy
sighed softly, causing Giles to look at her as he picked Evan up.
“What’s wrong?”
Buffy shrugged as she knelt and
gave her daughter a hug and a kiss before standing back up and taking Evan from
Giles. “I don’t know…it wasn’t all that
long ago that Braden and Lucas would’ve come out too.”
Giles grinned, lifting Haddie
into his arms. “They’re boys,
Buffy. Nearly ten and seven. It’s normal.”
As they resumed their way up the
walk, Buffy looked up at him. “May be
normal, but it doesn’t mean I have to like it.”
Giles chuckled again and looked
at the dress Haddie was wearing. “Did
Grandma buy that for you?”
Haddie smiled brightly as she
nodded. “Like it?”
He kissed her cheek as he
climbed the front stairs. “I think it’s
nearly as beautiful as you are. But, not
quite.”
Haddie giggled, wrapping her
arms around her father’s neck and giving him a kiss. As they walked through the front door, Lucas
ran over to them with a bright smile on his face.
“Guess what?”
“What?” Buffy replied, placing Evan on the floor and
ruffling his hair.
“Bay and I didn’t fight at all
last night!”
Giles laughed softly and lowered
Haddie, smiling as she smoothed out her dress before taking off after her
younger brother. “You sound as though
you should be rewarded for not fighting.”
“I should.” Lucas answered, shoving his right hand into
the pocket of his trousers as he looked up at his father. “Do you know how hard it was?”
Buffy and Giles both laughed,
Buffy gently nudging Lucas’ shoulder.
“Go on and play, your father and I will discuss rewards, okay?”
Lucas grinned and started to run
off, stopping suddenly and running back to them. After giving each of his parents a hug, he
smiled shyly.
“Missed you last night.”
Before either of them could
reply, he was running towards the back door.
When Giles looked around the room and narrowed his eyes, Joyce walked
over to them and smiled.
“She’s outside with the
kids.”
Giles smiled and chuckled. “I wasn’t sure if you’d bring Callie or not.”
Joyce laughed and shook her
head. “I didn’t have much choice. The kids insisted and then Ethan called to
make sure she was coming as well.”
Buffy grinned and slid her arm
through Giles’. “I think if he had the
chance, Ethan would take her off of us.”
Giles raised an eyebrow. “I dare him to try.”
Buffy and Joyce laughed
brightly. Joyce gestured towards the
back door with a tilt of her head.
“Everyone else is out there
too. But…I wanted to talk to you first.”
Giles looked at her in
concern. “Is everything alright?”
“Yes, it’s just…” Joyce sighed and shook her head. “I know that you told me that Haddie
can…well, she…”
“Sees spirits?” Buffy finished for her.
Joyce smiled nervously and
nodded. “I wasn’t expecting for it to
happen in front of me.”
“Oh.” Giles replied quietly. “Um…yes, it does tend to happen
frequently. I, uh…well, are you
alright?”
Joyce’s nervous smile turned
warm at the concern in his voice. “I’m
fine, Rupert. It doesn’t seem to bother
her or the boys.”
Buffy shook her head, sliding
her hand down to Giles’ and lacing their fingers. “No, it doesn’t. Ru has a basic idea of what’s going on. Lucas wonders why he doesn’t have ‘imaginary
friends’. Haddie just takes it as
normal, they don’t scare her or anything.
And Evan…he doesn’t seem to care.”
“She seemed quite happy to see
whoever it was that she saw. They played
for a while. It was…interesting.”
Giles gave her a crooked
smile. “Interesting. The first time I saw it, it fairly terrified
me.”
Joyce grinned and shrugged a
shoulder. “I wouldn’t say it terrified
me. As Buffy used to say…it wigged me
out for a few minutes though.”
“How were they last night?” Buffy asked as they made their way to the
back door.
“Oh, they were great. Braden and Lucas played quite nicely together
and Lucas read Evan a bedtime story.”
She glanced at the couple as she opened the back door. “And how was your night?”
Buffy huffed in amusement as
Giles blushed lightly. Joyce grinned and
shook her head.
“No more needs to be said. I’m glad you had a good time.”
Stepping out onto the back
porch, Giles smiled as he watched Callie chase the children.
The celebrant nodded at
something Michael had said and walked off with her assistant. Ethan and Michael shared a smile before
leaning into one another for a warm kiss.
Giles’ smile grew, happy for Ethan and Michael.
Turning his eyes back to his
puppy, he gave a short whistle. Callie
stopped in her tracks and looked towards him.
Her ears perked up and her tail wagged madly as she bolted towards
him. As she bounded up the stairs, Giles
knelt down to give her a pat.
As Callie wiggled excitedly,
placing her front paws on Giles’ thigh so she could give him a kiss, Joyce
laughed.
“I think someone’s happy to see
you.”
Giles grinned and placed a kiss
on the top of Callie’s head. “Hello,
sweetheart.”
Buffy shook her head in
amusement and looked at her mother. “I
think it’s one of the best purchases I’ve ever made.”
“One of, yes.” Giles looked up and gave her a wink before
looking back into the puppy’s eyes. “Go
on, Cal. Go play.”
Callie gave Buffy a quick lick
before running back down the stairs, immediately honing in on Braden. Braden laughed happily as the chase started
again, his brothers and sister joining in with Maria, Jake, and Rayna.
As they walked down the steps
that led to the yard, Joyce watched Rayna jump and giggle. “She’s such a beautiful little girl.”
Buffy grinned and nodded. “Yeah, she really is. And Xander is such a good father to her.”
“Anya is very attentive. You can tell how much she loves her. To be honest, when you told me that she was
pregnant, I was a little worried. I
remember what she was like with Braden when he was a baby.”
Giles snorted a laugh and leaned
down to kiss Buffy’s lips. “I’ll leave
you two to chat about motherhood. Would
you like a drink or anything?”
Buffy shook her head, lightly
squeezing his fingers. “No, I’m
good. Go on and be all manly with our
friends.”
Giles chuckled and gave her
another soft kiss before he walked off towards the barbeque, stopping long
enough to pick Maria up and toss her in the air playfully.
Joyce looked down at her
daughter, not surprised to find her watching Giles with a warm smile on her
face. “He’s really good with the kids.”
“Yeah…”
Joyce furrowed her brow at
Buffy’s wistful tone. “Would you have
had more?”
“Hm?” She looked up at Joyce and shook her
head. “No, probably not. We always said we’d stop at four. Sometimes I wish we could have another one
though. I’d love to have another
girl. Haddie and I are a bit
outnumbered.”
Joyce nodded and turned her eyes
back to Giles and the others as they walked across the grass towards
When Ethan walked up to Giles
and gave him a hug, Joyce sighed. Buffy
narrowed her eyes slightly.
“What?”
“Do you ever…worry?” At Buffy’s confused look, Joyce glanced at
Giles and Ethan. “About their past ever
coming back around?”
“Oh, that.” Buffy shook her head, her smile
returning. “Ethan is Giles’ best
friend. Neither of them want more than
what they have now. And…if I’m being
honest…I think they both need each other.
I know that Giles keeps Ethan grounded…well, as grounded as Ethan can be.”
Joyce stopped and tilted her
head. “Is he still heavily into magic?”
“Oh yeah…but not the raising
demon kind of magic. I made my peace
with their past years ago. Before we
were married, even. Giles was always
honest with me…and Ethan has been completely open with Michael about it.”
“So…you don’t think they’d
ever…um…”
Buffy chuckled softly. “No. I
don’t even think about it anymore. Not
until someone mentions it. They’re best
friends…and that friendship is important to them both.” She looked up when she heard Giles and Ethan
both laugh. “And it’s worth it just to
hear that. It took them a long time to
get to here…and I wouldn’t take it away from them for anything.”
Buffy smiled with Anya and
“Share it with your sister.”
Jake grinned broadly and took
off back to the other children, happily handing the bottle to Maria.
“Oh, it was nice.”
Anya snorted and took a drink
from the cup in her hand. “Yeah, I hear
that the penthouse has beautiful views of the city. But, I’d bet that you didn’t spend much time
looking out the windows or being out on the balcony.”
Buffy grinned and gave
“Oh, we had our time on the
balcony. But, you’re right…not much time
spent looking at the city.”
Anya swallowed and grinned back,
shaking her head. “See, I don’t splutter
my drinks anymore when you say things like that. We all know that you and Giles have sex quite
often and in unusual places and positions.
We even know you have a toy collection.”
Joyce coughed as she swallowed a
sip of water. “And that’s something a
mother should never hear.”
“What’s something a mother
should never hear?” Xander asked as he
walked up behind Anya and slid his arms around her waist, resting his chin on
her shoulder.
“That Buffy and Giles have a toy
collection.” Anya answered with no
hesitation.
Xander paled and cleared his
throat. “That’s also something a Xander
should never hear.”
Buffy met Giles’ eyes and smiled
lovingly as the others laughed.
The children and Callie had all
fallen asleep on the way home. It had
been a long day and everyone was tired.
However, the rehearsal had gone well, much better than anyone had expected.
Joyce was busy watching the
scenery as Giles navigated the streets that led home. She smiled as she thought about the upcoming
ceremony.
“You know, it wasn’t what I
expected at all.”
Buffy turned around and looked
at her mother. “What do you mean?”
“I don’t know. I guess I was expecting a magic show or
something. It was all…very normal.”
Giles chuckled as he made a left
turn. “Despite all of Ethan’s
eccentricities, he’s a very traditional type of man. Especially if it’s something that he takes
seriously. And his wedding is something
that means a great deal to him.”
Joyce nodded and watched Evan as
he shifted in his booster seat. “I can
tell. He seems very happy with Michael.”
Giles smiled at her through the
rearview mirror. “Ethan is the happiest
I’ve ever seen him.”
Joyce was quiet for a moment and
then took a deep breath. “Ethan’s
wedding isn’t the only reason I came to
Buffy slapped the back of her
hand across Giles’ upper arm. “I told
you there was something else!”
Giles glanced at her quickly,
sending her a mock-glare. “Yes, you
did. And, thank you for what I’m sure
will be a nicely colored bruise tomorrow.”
“Sorry.” She smiled sheepishly, gently rubbing his arm
as she turned to look at her mother again.
“So, what’s the what?”
Joyce bit her lip and then
smiled. “I…have an interview at the
Buffy’s eyes lit up with
excitement. “You’re moving to
“Well, that depends on whether
or not I get the job.”
Giles smiled as he stopped for a
red light. “Do you know which department
the vacancy is for?”
“Africa, Oceania, and the
Americas.” Joyce replied nervously. “I wonder if my expertise with African zombie
masks would be beneficial.”
Giles chuckled as the light
turned green. “I started out in Coins
and Medals when I took employment with the museum years ago. I, uh…I’m still very good friends with the
curator and the director. I wouldn’t
mind at all putting a good word in for you.”
“Thank you.” Joyce said with sincerity. “But, I’d like to see if I can do this on my
own. I…have another appointment at the
National Gallery next Wednesday.”
Buffy beamed as her excitement
grew. “We can help you find a
house.” She looked at Giles
quickly. “Right? I mean…”
Giles gently patted her thigh as
he nodded. “Of course, but maybe we
should wait and see what happens first.”
“Oh, yeah…the whole horse before
the cart thing.”
Joyce laughed as Giles pulled
into the driveway. “That was always one
of your weaknesses.”
Giles chuckled and killed the
ignition. “She has gotten better over
the years.”
Buffy rolled her eyes and looked
at their children. “Okay, how are we
gonna do this?”
“Wake Braden and Callie. I’ll take Lucas, Joyce takes Evan, and you
take Haddie?”
Buffy nodded as she climbed out
of the car. “Sounds like a plan.”
* * *
They were able to put the
children into bed without much fuss.
Evan whinged for a brief moment, but as soon as Joyce gave him Glowy he
closed his eyes. Even Braden fell back
asleep quickly, taking just enough time to change into his pajamas and sleepily
brushing his teeth.
Giles prepared three cups of tea
as Joyce and Buffy sat down in the living room.
Buffy smiled as Callie yawned widely and collapsed on the rug in front
of the fireplace. She looked at Joyce and exhaled softly.
“You know, Giles could just
about guarantee you a job in either the museum or the gallery.”
Joyce reached out and tucked a
strand of hair behind Buffy’s ear. “I
know. But, I don’t want to get a job
because of who my son-in-law knows.”
“Achieving employment on your
own merit is a very important skill that many people, in this day and age, do
not possess…unfortunately.” Giles added
quietly, walking into the living room with a tray in his hands. “I admire that trait.”
He offered Joyce a smile as he
placed the tray on the coffee table, quickly adding the right amount of milk
and sugar to Buffy’s before handing her the cup. “And I’m fairly certain that Joyce will be
just fine without my assistance. They
wouldn’t have requested an interview with someone out of the country if they
didn’t see great promise in the applicant.”
Wanting to change the subject
before she became even more nervous about her appointments, Joyce took a sip of
her tea and quickly blurted the first thing that came into her mind.
“So, are Ethan and Michael
planning on starting a family?”
Buffy’s eyes widened as she
looked at her mother. “Kinda hard for
two guys to have a baby, Mom.”
Joyce rolled her eyes. “Yes, I do know how the human reproductive
system works, Buffy. But there is
adoption, surrogacy…”
Giles chuckled as he gently
stirred his tea. “I believe that it’s
been discussed, but no definite decision has been made. For Ethan, it’s an age issue. For Michael, it’s a ‘who will carry the
child’ issue.”
Buffy narrowed her eyes. “Ethan’s like a year older than you, Giles.”
Giles nodded slowly and sipped
his tea. “Mm-hm. And ten years ago, I wanted to start a
family. I’m not sure I would now at this
age.”
She tilted her head as she ran
her finger around the rim of her cup.
“You wouldn’t want another baby now?”
He picked up a biscuit and
nibbled the corner. “That’s not what I’m
saying. You know that if we decide that we
want another child, we can take other routes.
What I’m saying is…if I hadn’t already started a family by now, I’m not
sure that I would.”
“Oh.” She glanced down at her tea and sighed. “Anya wants another baby.”
Giles regarded her carefully,
placing his cup on the small table next to the chair. Joyce darted her eyes between the two,
wondering if she should quickly excuse herself.
“Buffy?”
She looked up quickly and
recognized the concern in his eyes. “No,
I don’t want another baby. It’s just…I’d
like for Ethan to have a chance to be a Dad…and not just a father. You know?”
Giles exhaled deeply and gave
her a nod. “I do. However, that choice is for Ethan and
Michael. Having children had always been
in the back of my mind…it wasn’t like that for Ethan. They’ll make the choice that’s right for them
and their relationship.”
Buffy glanced at Callie when she
started to snore. “Well, I know where
they can get cute boxer puppies.”
Giles chuckled and Joyce grinned
as she took another sip of her tea.
* * *
A couple of hours later, Joyce
retired to the guest room she was staying in.
Giles and Buffy went to bed shortly after, checking on the children
before they walked into their room and closed the door.
They changed quickly and slipped
under the blankets. Buffy snuggled up to
Giles, resting her head on his shoulder as she draped her arm over his
stomach.
“It’d be nice to have Mom close
by.”
Curling his arm around her, he
gently stroked her back. “I know you’ve
missed her terribly.”
“We talk once a week…”
He turned his head and tenderly
kissed her forehead. “It’s not the same,
I know.”
“If she gets the job…how will
the expenses work?”
“Normally, the company will be pay
the relocation costs and pay for accommodation for a set amount of time, giving
the new employee time to look for a house or flat.”
Buffy nodded slowly. “Could we afford to buy her a house? I mean, she’d insist on paying us back, but…I
don’t like the thought of Mom not having a place to call her own.”
“I’m sure we can do something,
Buffy.” Giles smiled, running his hand
down over her hip. “And I wouldn’t
consider asking your mother to pay us back.”
“She’ll insist.” Buffy whispered as she unbuttoned the first
three buttons of his pajama top, leaning forward to kiss the exposed skin. “You know she will.”
“Buffy…”
“Hm?” She murmured as she continued pulling buttons
free with her fingers, followed by warm kisses to his skin.
He swallowed as he felt his body
begin to respond to her. “We…uh…your
mother is just down the hall.”
She raised her eyes to meet his
as she dipped her tongue into his navel.
“Yeah…and she knows we have sex, Giles.
She even knows we have toys…thanks to Anya.”
“Dear Lord…”
She smiled, tracing her tongue
around his navel teasingly. “And…I want
you.”
He shook his head slowly, even
as he lifted his hips when she started to pull his pants down. “Buffy, we – ”
“Can be quiet.” She finished for him, as she placed a light
kiss on the head of his erection.
He bit his lip and shook his
head again. “That’s never really worked
for us.”
Her eyes gleamed as she ran her
tongue along the underside of his cock. “Then
I guess you’ll just have to figure out a way to keep me quiet.” She glanced at his erection as it twitched in
her hand. “Personally, I have a pretty
good idea…”
He groaned softly as she pulled
the head into her mouth and sucked gently.
“Jesus…Buffy…”
As she began to slide her mouth
down his shaft, he groaned a little louder.
His hand quickly cradled her cheek, effectively halting her
movement. She looked up at him, her question
shining brightly in her eyes.
He took a deep breath and licked
his lips. “You’re not the only one who’s
loud.”
Lifting her head, sucking hard
on her way up, she grinned as the head slipped from between her lips. “What do you suggest?”
He carefully moved until he was
sitting up, his back resting against the headboard. She smiled as she slipped her underwear off
and climbed onto his lap.
“This what you have in mind?”
“Yes.” He whispered as he nodded slowly, gazing into
her eyes as she draped her arms over his shoulders.
As she rose up on her knees,
giving him enough room to position his cock at her entrance, he nipped her
nipple through the silk nightgown she was wearing.
“I want you, Buffy.” He whispered hoarsely, biting his lip to
stifle his groan as she lowered herself onto him. “My God, I want you.”
She whimpered as she began to
move on top of him. “God…it always feels
so…good…”
He groaned again, his hands
tightly gripping her hips as she increased her pace. “Buffy…”
“Ssh…” She whispered, leaning forward and lightly
kissing his lips. “We’re supposed to be
being quiet.”
Mischief flickered in his eyes
as he pulled her down hard as he thrust upwards. She bit her lip to keep from screaming.
“Then…I suppose we should find a
way to keep one another quiet.” He
replied with a smile on his lips.
Her eyes darkened as she quickly
captured his lips, pushing her tongue into his mouth. His groan rumbled in his chest as he returned
the passion-fuelled kiss, sliding his tongue along hers as she continued to
rise and fall on his lap.
They both knew it wouldn’t take
long for either of them. It wasn’t just
the position they were in that was pushing them closer to orgasm with each
movement. It was also the fact that her
mother was just down the hall and they were doing their best to keep their
noises to a minimum. It was the thrill
of the act that was causing her inner muscles to quiver around his thickening
cock.
Of course, it also helped that
their kiss was growing more frenzied with each passing second.
Her orgasm hit suddenly, quicker
than Giles expected. He swallowed her
cries of ecstasy, his fingers threatening to bruise her skin as he pulled her
down three more times before he came deep within her.
Only when their movements ceased
did they dare pull their mouths apart.
They each panted heavily, swallowing reflexively as they looked into one
another’s eyes.
“I think that’s
the…quietest…we’ve ever been…”
He smiled as he fought to catch
his breath, groaning softly as she moved off of him and slid down onto the
mattress. She pulled him down beside of
her and sighed as he wrapped his arms around her.
They whispered softly to one
another as they drifted towards sleep.
Down the hall, Joyce chuckled to
herself with the pillow over her head.
She was sure that they were doing their best to be as quiet as
possible. In fact, she hadn’t even heard
them…but she had heard the soft rhythm of what she assumed was the headboard
against the wall.
Realizing she wouldn’t be able
to sleep with a pillow on her head, she carefully poked her head out and listened. She breathed a heavy sigh when she heard
nothing. With a smile on her face, she
rolled onto her side and closed her eyes.
Giles grinned at his youngest
son as Evan glared at him. “I know you
don’t like it, but this is a special occasion.
You need to wear it.”
Evan blew out a deep breath and
looked at Buffy. “Where’s Gramma?”
Buffy finished the last bow in
Haddie’s hair and smiled at Evan.
“Xander and Anya picked Grandma up earlier and…Daddy’s right about the
tie, Ev. You can take it off as soon as
the ceremony is over, okay?”
Lucas chuckled as he put on his
jacket. “It’s not that bad, Evan. Besides, it looks just like Dad’s.”
Evan furrowed his brow and stuck
out his bottom lip in a perfect imitation of his mother’s pout. “Don’t like ties.”
“I know, son.” Giles spoke softly as he straightened Evan’s
collar over the tie. “You look very
handsome though.”
Evan looked up at him and then
glanced at Giles’ tie before looking down at his. “It is like yours!”
Giles smiled as he ran a brush
through Evan’s freshly cut hair. It was
more wavy than curly at this length and Giles found that though the cut was
very becoming on the boy, he missed the curls.
“Just like mine. Does that make it okay?”
Evan smiled at him as he nodded,
his green eyes shining brightly. “Yeah,
but still takin’ it off after… ‘cause Mummy said I can.”
“That’s fine.” Giles chuckled. “Why don’t you and Lucas go find Braden?”
Evan grinned widely and grabbed
Lucas’ hand. “Come on, Luke.”
Lucas rolled his eyes, but
allowed Evan to drag him down the hall.
Giles laughed and then turned to look at his daughter.
“Don’t you look beautiful?”
Haddie blushed lightly. “Mummy put ribbons in my hair that match my
dress.”
Pride showed clearly in Giles’
eyes as he carefully pushed back a curl of Haddie’s hair. “I see that.
Purple is a very beautiful color on you, Hadley.”
Haddie leaned back against
Buffy’s leg and sighed dramatically.
“You say that about every color, Daddy.”
“Mm-hm. That’s because it’s true.” He kissed her cheek and then stood up, his
eyes moving over Buffy’s dress. “And…you
look extraordinarily beautiful as well.”
Buffy smiled warmly and
straightened his tie. “Anyone ever tell
you that you’re a smooth talker?”
He glanced at her lips and shook
his head. “I’m simply speaking the
truth.”
Haddie giggled and tugged on
Giles’ trouser leg. When he looked down
at her, she giggled again.
“You gonna kiss Mummy?”
He chuckled softly and gave her
a wink. “I rather think I am. Is that alright with you?”
Haddie giggled more and ran off
down the hall, presumably in search of her brothers. Giles met Buffy’s eyes, his tongue darting
out to wet his lips.
“Is it alright with you if I
kiss you?”
Her eyes sparkled as she rested
her left hand against the side of his neck.
“I think I can deal with that.”
His lips had barely brushed
across hers when the familiar sound of four children running down the hall
could be heard. She chuckled as he
pulled from the kiss and sighed.
“It’s probably for the best
right now.”
He raised an eyebrow in a silent
question as the kids ran into the living room.
She lowered her voice to a whisper that only he could hear.
“Some things I prefer not to let
our children see. Your tongue in my
mouth is one of them.”
His eyes darkened a shade as he
inhaled sharply. He swallowed and let
his left hand drift down to her hip.
“Will you dance with me
tonight?”
She gave him a wink in lieu of a
verbal answer and glanced at the children, smiling as Callie ran circles around
them.
“You guys ready to go?”
She smiled as the kids raced to
and out the front door. Her smile grew
as Giles called Callie with a quick whistle and hooked her lead to her collar.
“You know, she’s old enough to
stay home by herself for a few hours.”
Giles grinned as he reached for
his car keys. “Her attendance was
requested by one of the grooms.”
Buffy laughed, gently nudging
him with her shoulder as she walked past him and out the door.
* * *
Giles leaned against the wall,
smiling as Ethan paced back and forth in front of him…Callie right on his
heels.
“Are you alright?”
“God, I’m nervous.” Ethan blew out a deep breath and fiddled with
his tie. “Were you this nervous at your
wedding?”
“I don’t remember.” Giles stated honestly as he pushed off the
wall and gently knocked Ethan’s hands out of the way. He smiled at his friend as he quickly
adjusted the tie. “To be very honest,
there’s little I do remember about the wedding.”
Ethan raised an eyebrow in
disbelief. “You forgetting wedding
details? I find that hard to believe.”
Giles chuckled and took a step
back, slipping his right hand into his pocket.
“What I remember the most is how beautiful Buffy was as she walked
towards me. I don’t remember our vows at
all. When we watch the video, I remember…and
I know what was said…but, all I could think about was how happy I was at that
very moment.”
He leaned back against the wall
as he continued. “Any nervousness I felt
left as soon as I saw her. I knew that
for that moment, everything in the world was perfect…and there was nowhere else
I’d rather be. I remember sliding the
ring onto her finger…her sliding mine onto my finger…and I’d never felt more at
peace.”
Ethan stared at him for a moment
before smiling. “You’re such a fucking sap
sometimes.”
Giles chuckled and shrugged a
shoulder. “Perhaps. But, I’m a happy fucking sap. You’re going to be fine, Ethan. As soon as you look into his eyes, you’ll
understand what I mean.”
Ethan took a deep breath and
looked at the clock. “Almost time.”
“Mm-hm.” Giles stepped forward, placing his hand on
Ethan’s shoulder. “I’m proud of you,
Ethan. I’m proud of the man you’ve
become. And I know that you and Michael
do, and will continue to, make each other very happy. That’s all I’ve wanted for you…to be happy.”
Ethan was quiet for a moment and
then swallowed. “Thank you, Rupert.”
Giles smiled and gestured
towards the door with a tilt of his head.
“Come on then. You don’t want to
keep him waiting.”
Ethan’s smile returned, even
brighter than before. “I’m getting
married…”
Giles merely grinned and opened
the door, leading Ethan out to the backyard, Callie bouncing happily beside of
him.
* * *
Evan carefully balanced the
pillow in his hands as he walked down the aisle with Rayna at his side. Giles stood next to Ethan, Callie sitting
quietly at his feet. He chuckled softly
at the look of concentration on his youngest son’s face. It was clear that he was determined not to
drop the pillow, on which rested the rings.
Rayna waved at her parents as
she passed them. As he watched Xander
and Anya’s reaction, Giles thoughts drifted to the fact that he thought they
were wonderful parents. He never thought
otherwise, but…to see the two beam with pride and happiness as their only child
waved at them…it warmed his heart.
Giles’ thoughts were interrupted
as Ethan leaned towards him and whispered softly.
“She really is a beautiful
little girl, isn’t she?”
Giles nodded in agreement. “That she is.”
Evan took a deep breath of
relief when he stopped between Ethan and Michael. He looked up at his father and grinned
brightly.
“I didn’t drop ‘em!”
Giles laughed, as did every
other person in attendance. “You did
well, son.”
After the celebrant had blessed and
picked the rings from the pillow, Evan looked at Rayna. “You can have it now, Raymie.”
Rayna grinned and took the
pillow, giving Evan a quick kiss on the cheek before turning and running back
to her parents. Evan blushed deeply and
wiped his jacket sleeve across his cheek.
Giles gave him a wink and
gestured for Evan to stand next to him.
Seated with her other three
children and her mother, Buffy thought her heart would melt as she watched
Giles absently stroke the top of Evan’s head.
At her soft sigh, Joyce looked at her daughter.
“Buffy?”
“He doesn’t even realize he’s
doing it…it’s just so natural for him.”
Joyce smiled in understanding
and turned her attention back to the ceremony in progress as she lifted Haddie
onto her lap.
* * *
Ethan looked into Michael’s eyes
as he slid the ring onto his finger.
Michael’s eyes glistened when he heard Ethan’s softly whispered ‘I love
you’. Michael’s hands were incredibly steady
as he took Ethan’s ring from the celebrant, placing a kiss on the platinum band
before sliding it onto Ethan’s left ring finger.
“I love you too, EJ.”
Ethan exhaled a deep breath, a
bright smile appearing on his face. He
glanced at the celebrant with hopeful eyes.
“Can I kiss him now?”
Giles chuckled as a soft wave of
laughter could be heard from the other guests.
The celebrant grinned and closed the book she was holding.
“If you don’t, I think he’s
going to be fairly disappointed.”
Michael laughed gently as he
nodded in agreement. Ethan leaned
forward and brushed his lips across Michael’s.
Once, twice…and on the third, he lifted his hand to Michael’s neck and
slowly deepened the kiss.
Giles cleared his throat and
Ethan reluctantly broke the kiss, his face turning a light shade of pink.
“Sorry…”
Michael grinned and gave him a
wink. “We’ll pick it back up later.”
The celebrant laughed
affectionately and addressed the group of people sitting under the large oak
tree.
“Ladies and Gentlemen, may I
present to you…Ethan James and David Michael Rayne.”
Ethan blushed as everyone stood
and clapped. Michael squeezed his hand
reassuringly and offered him a tender smile.
Buffy found Ethan’s reaction
adorable, which was something she’d never considered before. Ethan…adorable. Those two words didn’t go together often. But, today they did.
Evan reached up and took hold of
Giles’ hand, leading him back to the rest of their family. Buffy grinned when Evan ran to her and
wrapped his arms around her legs.
“You did wonderful, Ev!”
Evan grinned and nodded
quickly. “I didn’t drop the rings! Bay told me to be careful and I was!”
Braden laughed and rubbed his
youngest sibling’s head. “You did really
good, Evvie.”
Evan pulled at his tie, sliding
it from his neck and handing it to Giles.
“Can we play now?”
Giles nodded and unclipped
Callie’s lead. “Off you go.”
He smiled as he slipped Evan’s
tie into his pocket and looked down at Buffy when she rubbed his back. “You really do look rather beautiful.”
“You’d better save me a
dance.” She answered softly as she
returned his smile.
Giles, Buffy, Willow, Oz,
Xander, Anya, and Joyce found themselves off to the side…happily watching the
children and puppy play together as Ethan and Michael accepted congratulatory
hugs and handshakes from the rest of their guests.
A few minutes later, Ethan made
his way over to the group and grinned brightly at Giles. Giles arched an eyebrow at him.
“What?”
“You were right.” When Giles merely stared at him, Ethan
laughed and continued. “I don’t really
remember much about the ceremony…”
“Oh…” Giles chuckled.
Ethan looked at Oz
nervously. “But…you got all of it,
right?”
Oz smirked and gave him a
nod. “Every second.”
Ethan breathed a sigh of relief
and glanced over at Michael. “I…should
get back, but…you’re all staying for a while?”
He turned his head and met Giles’ eyes.
“I mean, until we head over to the reception…for which, I sincerely
thank you for allowing us to use the Council ballroom.”
Giles gave him a quick nod as a
‘you’re welcome’ and at the chorus of ‘yes’ from his friends, Ethan grinned
again and took off. Anya smacked Giles’
arm, causing him to turn sharply towards her.
“Ow, what the bloody hell was
that for?”
“You don’t remember your
wedding? Mr. I remember every single detail
about every single demon I’ve ever faced or read about?”
Giles rolled his eyes. “I don’t remember every single detail about
every single demon I’ve ever faced or read about. This is why we continue to research. And…I remember the important parts of our
wedding. The rest is somewhat blurred.”
“Which isn’t necessarily a bad
thing, Anya.” Buffy added quickly when
it looked like Anya was getting ready to smack Giles’ arm again. “Besides, we have it on video.”
Anya sighed heavily and shook
her head. “I don’t understand why people
forget important aspects of their lives.”
Oz smiled, his fingers running
along
Buffy and Giles nodded in
agreement. Anya thought about his words
for a moment and then smiled. Joyce and
Xander both chuckled and Xander grinned at Oz.
“I think that’s the most I’ve
heard you say at one time, ever.”
Oz grinned and shrugged a
shoulder. “It happens.”
Giles arched an eyebrow when
Buffy tugged on his jacket. “Yes?”
“We need to get Ethan and
Michael’s wedding present out of the car.”
Seeing something flash in her
hazel eyes, he smiled and gave her a nod.
Xander shook his head in amusement as they watched the couple make their
way across the yard and into the back door of the house.
“Grandma!” Haddie called excitedly, pointing at the
garden when she had Joyce’s attention.
“Come look at the flowers!”
Joyce chuckled as she excused
herself.
* * *
As Buffy led Giles through the
back door, she turned and looked up at him.
He smiled as he trailed his fingertips down her arm.
“Why do I get the impression that
retrieving a wedding gift was not your main purpose in bringing me in here?”
She smiled as she took a step
closer to him. “I find it unbelievably
sweet that you can’t remember some details of our wedding.”
His eyes darted to her lips as
he lifted his hand to cradle the side of her face. “I love you.”
She whispered the sentiment back
to him as she placed her hand on the back of his neck and drew him down to her
waiting lips.
* * *
Xander dropped his gaze from the
kitchen window when the kiss between Buffy and Giles deepened. “Surely they’re not going to have sex here?”
Anya snorted, grinning as Ethan
and Michael walked over. Ethan held a
glass of champagne in his right hand, his left holding Michael’s hand.
Realizing that everyone, with
the exception of Xander, was looking at the house, he looked towards the
window. His smile widened as he watched
Buffy’s mouth move to Giles’ chin briefly before recapturing his lips.
“Are they done yet?” Xander asked, staring at the ground.
Ethan chuckled as he took a sip
of his champagne. “Just getting started
by the looks of it, mate.”
“They wouldn’t.” Xander stated, lifting his eyes to
Ethan’s. “Would they? I mean…your house, your wedding…”
Ethan grinned and glanced back
at the window. “They know where the
guest room is.”
Xander’s eyes widened when he
looked back towards the window in time to see Buffy slowly end the kiss and
lead Giles out of the kitchen. “They
wouldn’t…”
Ethan gave Michael a warm kiss
and then smiled at Xander. “I would.”
Anya snorted again. “Well, think of it like this, Xander…if they
get it out of their systems now, maybe they’ll be able to actually complete a
dance or two before one of them drags the other off the dancefloor.”
At Xander’s shocked expression,
Ethan shook his head. “I said that I
would. Rupert has a little more control
than I do. He’s just giving her a taste
of what’s to come later, I’m sure.”
“But…she just took him out of
the kitchen.”
Michael laughed gently. “Towards the living room. If she was taking him to the guest room, she
would’ve taken him out the other side of the kitchen.”
“Oh…”
* * *
Having retrieved the gift from
the car and placing it in the living room, Giles sighed heavily. Buffy looked at him curiously.
“What’s wrong?”
He smiled shyly and shrugged a
shoulder. “I want to kiss you again.”
“And…what would be the problem?”
His eyes travelled down her body
and back up to her eyes. “I’m rather
sure I wouldn’t be able to stop with another kiss.” He shook his head when she started to
reply. “And, I wouldn’t feel comfortable
making love to you in Ethan and Michael’s house on their wedding day.”
Buffy chuckled and nodded in
understanding. “Then I guess we’d better
get back outside.”
Giles took her hand in his,
lacing their fingers together and rubbing his thumb over the back of her hand
as he led her back outside. As they
walked onto the back porch, he smiled as he watched the children playing
together.
Haddie held Joyce’s hand,
excitedly pointing out various flowers to her grandmother. Callie was resting under one of the trees,
keeping a close eye on the kids. Ethan
and Michael were standing with
The other guests were mingling
and laughing.
It was a beautiful day. Giles looked down as Buffy gently squeezed
his hand and realized that it was more than just a beautiful day. It was a perfect day.
And perfect days happened rarely
in their lives.
* * *
Feeling a tap on his shoulder,
Giles looked up as Evan snuggled closer against his chest. Ethan smiled at him and gestured towards the
dancefloor in the darkened ballroom.
“Music’s playing, the kids are
upstairs asleep…except for Evan, who’s asleep on your lap…and here you sit, all
by yourself while everyone is dancing.
Including your wife, I might add.”
Giles nodded, smiling as he
watched Buffy dance with Michael. “I was
just getting ready to take him up.”
“Mm-hm.” Ethan muttered knowingly. “Or…were you just waiting for the last dance?”
Giles chuckled as he stood with
Evan in his arms. “I think that if I
were to dance the last dance with Buffy, it would make things more difficult
than they need be.”
Ethan grinned and carefully took
the sleeping boy from his father. “I’ll
take him up and check on the others…you go find your wife.”
Giles straightened his tie and
smoothed down the front of his shirt.
“It’s not as if she’s hard to find, Ethan. She’s right there…with your husband.”
“Yeah…which makes it even
better. You can dance with your wife, I
can dance with my husband.” He stated
before turning and carrying Evan out the door.
Giles shook his head in
amusement and quickly made his way across the room. Michael looked up at him as he approached and
smiled at Buffy.
“I think someone’s getting ready
to cut in.”
Giles nodded, offering Michael a
warm smile. “Only if there are no
objections.”
Michael glanced towards the
door, the smile showing in his eyes as a thought ran through his head. “None here.
Buffy?”
Buffy looked up into Giles’ eyes
and shook her head. “Definitely no
objections.”
Giles cleared his throat as
Michael stepped to the side and Buffy moved into his arms. “We, uh…should be careful.”
“Yeah, I know.” She whispered, resting her head against his
chest. “We can make it through a dance,
Giles.”
Giles swallowed, holding her
against him as they swayed to the music.
“Yes…”
* * *
At the end of Buffy and Giles’
third dance,
Xander grinned mischievously as
a heavy bass line came through the speakers.
“How much you wanna bet they don’t make it through a fourth?”
Anya sat on Xander’s lap,
draping her arm around his neck. “I’ll
put ten down on less than four minutes.”
Oz shook his head and reached
over to tuck a strand of hair behind
* * *
Buffy grinned as the next song
started. “So…are we staying here
tonight?”
Giles nodded, his eyes darkening
as Buffy moved her body against his in time with the music. His hands moved to her hips, his fingers
flexing against the material of her dress as he fought to maintain some
semblance of control.
She licked her lips, feeling his
erection grow as she continued her movements.
“What’s going on in that head of yours, Rupert Giles?”
A slow grin appeared on his
lips. “Do you really want to know?”
“Oh, yeah…” She grinned back as his fingers tightened on
her hips.
He lowered his head until his
lips brushed across her ear. His warm breath
tickled her ear as he whispered gruffly to her.
“Visions of taking you to the
nearest, darkest corner of this room and pushing you against the wall…that’s
what’s going on my head at the moment.”
She groaned softly, sliding her
hands under his jacket to grip his back.
“And…then what?”
His tongue flicked her earlobe,
causing her to shiver, before he continued.
“Now, that’s pretty much a
toss-up. I have flashes of us touching
each other, or me lifting you up as you wrap your legs around me and I pull my
hard cock out…or…moving against you…both of us fully clothed…”
He smiled as she trembled in his
arms. “The ending for each of those
scenarios is the same…” When she looked
into his passion-filled eyes, he lifted his hand and brushed his thumb across
her bottom lip. “Both of us come.”
She gasped and moved her right
hand to the back of his neck, pulling his mouth to hers. She kissed him deeply, smiling inwardly as
his chest rumbled when she pushed her tongue into his mouth.
He returned her kiss hungrily,
not caring that they were on the middle of a dancefloor surrounded by friends
and family. Only when he felt her start
to tug his shirt out of his pants did he pull from the kiss and stare into her
eyes.
“Not here, love.” He whispered breathlessly.
She narrowed her eyes in
confusion and then looked around, her eyes widening with embarrassment. “Oh, God…I forgot where we were…”
He chuckled softly and ran the
fingertips of his left hand down her cheek.
“To be honest, I don’t think anyone is paying attention to us.”
“Even so…” She started, pausing when his eyes darted to
her lips. “God, Giles…just take me to
our room…please…”
He gave her a nod and stepped
off the dancefloor, pulling her with him.
He didn’t bother looking at the table where their friends were
sitting…he was too busy gazing into Buffy’s eyes as he led her out of the room
and towards the elevator.
Anya grinned and held out her
hand. “Three minutes and ten
seconds. Pay up!”
* * *
As the elevator doors slid shut,
Giles pressed the button that would take them to the third floor. When the elevator began to move, Buffy
grinned and reached around him, hitting the ‘STOP’ button. Giles raised an eyebrow in a silent question
as the lift came to a halt between floors.
She placed her hand over the
hard bulge in his trousers, squeezing gently before pulling his belt free and
unbuttoning and unzipping his pants.
“I’m not sure I can wait until we get to our room…”
He leaned against the wall and
inhaled sharply as her hand pulled his erection out. “In the lift?”
Stroking him slowly, she rubbed
her thumb over the head as she nodded.
“I wouldn’t care if we were in the courtyard. I want you…now.”
In what seemed to be one swift
movement, he picked her up and turned so that her back was pressed against the
elevator wall. Pushing her dress further
up her thighs, he smiled as her legs wrapped around his hips.
Her eyes widened in surprise as
he slipped his hand under her dress and ripped one side of her silk
underwear. “Giles!”
His smile grew, shifting
slightly and pushing his cock into her.
“Sorry, love…they were in the way.”
“Oh…God…” She moaned, resting her head against the wall
as he began to thrust. “Yes, Giles…fuck,
yes!”
He moved faster, urging them
both towards a quick orgasm. When she
lifted her head to question him, he grinned.
“This needs to be quick…people
may need the lift.”
“Oh…”
He lowered his mouth to the
crook of her neck, gently sucking at the tender flesh as he shortened his
strokes. Her nails scratched at the back
of his neck as her moans became louder with his plunge of his cock.
“Giles! God…oh my God!”
He let go of her skin, looking
into her eyes as he moved harder against her.
“I’m going to fuck you until we both come…and then…we’re going to our
room…and I’m going to suck my come from you and then fuck you again.”
“Giles…” She groaned, feeling her inner muscles begin
to quiver.
“I just haven’t decided whether
I’m going to fuck your mouth or your ass.”
He smiled as his words pushed
her over the edge. He didn’t care that
her juices flooded over him and around him, seeping into the material of his
trousers. All he cared was that she
came.
He threw his head back, her name
leaving his lips on a groan of delight as he came deep within her. He held her tightly as her aftershocks ebbed
and then kissed her slowly as he carefully pulled out of her and stood her on
the floor in front of him.
She stared at him through
passion-glazed eyes as he tucked his still semi-erect cock back into his
trousers. “I love you.”
He smiled at the intensity of
her spoken words and started the elevator back on its journey. “I love you too.”
Chuckling softly, she moved into
his arms and looked up at him when he lovingly rubbed her back. “I was just thinking…”
“What about, darling?” He whispered as his fingers toyed with the
zipper on her dress.
“That the married couple aren’t
the only ones who are going to be having a good time tonight.”
He smiled as the lift doors slid
open and he led her to their room. “No,
they aren’t.”
Buffy sighed as he dug the key
out of his pocket and slid it into the lock.
“A perfect end to a perfect day.”
The door swung open and he
quickly ushered her inside.
“My thoughts precisely.” He whispered as he closed the door behind
them.
~ End