Title: Green Eyes
Author: Froxyn
Rating: FRM
Pairing:
Buffy/Giles
Timeline: Sometime after Joyce died. Dawn actually does
exist in this story. Otherwise, as most
of my stories, this one is AU.
Synopsis: Changes
happen in life. Sometimes it’s not necessarily
a bad thing.
Author’s Notes: Thank you wyvernwolf! Also, this was inspired by the song Green
Eyes by Coldplay.
Lyrics and the song can be found here if
you’re curious.
Giles looked down at
her and smiled. Her body still
glistened, though the sweat was slowly drying from her skin. He lightly fingered her damp hair as she
slept. He leaned into her and brushed
his lips across her forehead.
“I love you, Buffy.”
Buffy smiled in her
sleep and he chuckled softly. He
inhaled deeply, content to watch her sleep for a while. When the words started forming in his head,
he pushed himself up. His intent was to
go downstairs and write the words down.
Her arm tightened around his waist and she snuggled closer to him.
Not wanting to
disturb her, he slowly reached over to the bedside table and quietly pulled a
worn spiral notebook out of the top drawer that he had watched her place inside
earlier. She mumbled incoherently as he
moved. After finding a pen, he glanced
down at her, hoping he hadn’t caused her to wake.
Luckily, he
hadn’t. He watched her for a few more
minutes, his fingers idly stroking her hair.
He hadn’t expected this tonight.
He had only came over to talk…to tell her the
truth behind his recent irritability and slight avoidance of her.
He had known that
Dawn was at a friend’s house for a sleepover.
He had also been aware that the Hellmouth had
been unusually quiet for the past few days.
He had been hoping that she’d be able to spare a few minutes.
He hadn’t expected
her to share his feelings. And he
certainly hadn’t expected her to take him to her bedroom.
His smile widened as
he uncapped the pen and opened the notebook to a blank page.
* * *
Buffy woke slowly,
sensing the sun shining through the window.
As she shifted, she felt warm arms around her…and an equally warm chest
pressed against her back. She opened her
eyes and felt his warm breath ghost across her shoulder as he slept. Smiling, She looked
down at his hand, tracing the onyx ring with her fingertip.
She felt her heart
swell with love for him. She’d loved him
for years. As it turned out, he’d loved
her for nearly as long. Why they hadn’t
discussed it earlier, she didn’t know. She furrowed her brow and shook her head
slightly. No, she knew.
There had always been
an apocalypse, or a demon to chase, or a boyfriend of hers…or an old lover of
his…in their way. They had both denied
it for so long that it had just become second nature. To love, but not to act on it.
But,
last night…
She smiled and turned
in his arms causing him to shift in his sleep, rolling onto his back. His left
arm was lying across his stomach with his fingers lightly touching her arm. His
right hand still held her, his hand resting warmly on her hip.
She watched him
sleep, her eyes drawn to his lips. She
had seen him kiss women before, could see the passion he put behind his
kisses. But, to be the recipient of his
kisses…to feel his passion as his lips and tongue tasted her mouth…
She shivered,
suddenly very aroused from the mere thought of kissing him.
She nearly gave into
her urge, leaning over him and feeling his warm breath against her lips. But seconds before she would have kissed him,
her eyes caught sight of the open notebook on the bedside table. Realizing that the handwriting she could see
did not belong to her, she reached over and picked it
up.
* * *
Giles woke to find
her sitting up next to him, her back resting against the headboard with the
sheet tucked under her arms, covering her bare body. His hand found her thigh under the covers and
she jumped, slightly startled.
“Sorry.” He mumbled as he sat up beside of her,
dragging his hand through his hair.
“Been awake long?”
She shook her head slowly
and looked at him as she held the notebook up.
“When did you do this?”
He cleared his
throat. “Last night…after you, uh…well,
you were asleep…”
Her fingers trembled
slightly as she handed the notebook to him.
“My eyes are hazel.”
He nodded in agreement
as he took the book and glanced down at the words he had written the previous
night. “Normally,
yes.”
“Giles – ”
“They were green as
we made love.” He whispered softly. “A dark, nearly emerald
green. The most beautiful color I believe that I’ve ever seen your eyes.”
“Oh.” She swallowed and gestured towards the open
page. “So, uh…that is about me?”
He looked up quickly,
confusion showing in his eyes. “Who else
would it be, Buffy? I told you last
night – ”
She cut off his words
with a kiss. He hesitated only a moment
before giving in to her. His lips
parting as her hand slid through his hair.
He pulled the sheet from her body, carefully lowering her back to the
mattress and leaning over her.
His left hand slowly
moved down her body, heating her skin with his touch as his tongue caressed
hers. When he felt her fingers touch his
erection, he pulled away from the kiss and gazed into her eyes.
She gasped at the
intensity she saw in his eyes. “You
meant it…”
He tilted his head at
her softly spoken statement. She smiled,
lifting her hand to caress the side of his face.
“What you wrote.”
He smiled shyly as he
gave her a subtle nod. “Every word.”
She leaned up,
lightly kissing his lips. “What color are my eyes now?”
He moved between her
thighs and brushed the hair back from her face.
“Green.”
Her hands moved to
his shoulders as she eased back down onto the mattress. “Must mean I’m happy…”
“That’s good to
know.” He whispered as he leaned down,
placing soft kisses along her jaw. “Very good to know.”
When she tilted her
head to the side, baring her neck to him, a low groan rumbled in his
chest. With the lives they led, he knew
that it was the ultimate sign of trust for her to make such a gesture.
Her fingers gripped
his back as his teeth nipped at her neck.
“God, Giles…I love you.”
His mouth moved up
her sensitive neck, teeth grazing her skin as his tongue tasted her flesh. When he reached her ear, he kissed her
earlobe and sighed heavily.
“I love you
too.” He pushed himself up and looked
down at her, his erection hot and heavy as he gently rocked his hips against
her. “Christ, I want you.”
She lifted her legs
over his hips and groaned softly at the contact. “Make love to me, Giles.”
He smiled and lowered
his head to kiss her. His lips were
millimetres from hers, close enough that he could almost taste her, when they
were interrupted by a pounding on the door.
Giles jumped, the head of his cock pushing against her clitoris
forcefully, making Buffy bite her lip in order to stifle her groan.
“Buffy? You in there?”
“Uh…yeah.” Buffy
called out as Giles lowered his head to the crook of her neck.
“Listen, Giles’ car’s
here, but he’s not. You don’t think he
could be in trouble or anything, do you?”
Giles chuckle was
muffled against Buffy’s skin. Buffy
started to say she’d be right out when she heard the doorknob turn. Before Buffy could say or do anything, the
door opened.
Dawn gasped at the sight
of Giles lying on top of her sister and quickly slammed the door shut.
“Um…yeah, guess he’s
not in trouble. Um…okay, so I’ll be
downstairs…”
Buffy lowered her
legs and groaned in annoyance as a heavily flushed Giles moved to her
side. “Sometimes, I really hate
having a sister…”
Giles cleared his
throat. “Perhaps you should, uh…go
downstairs and talk to her?”
Buffy’s eyes widened
as she stared at him. “By
myself? You have just as much
explaining to do as me, you know…”
He nodded slowly and
gestured towards his groin. “Yes,
however…I can’t very well go down in this state, can I?”
She thought for a
moment and then smiled. “Or…I could help
you take care of that and then we could both go talk
to her.”
“Buffy…”
She pouted at the
disapproving tone of his voice. “Fine. But…you’d
better not be long. Because she’s gonna have all kinds of questions that I’ll need you to
help answer.”
He smiled as she
climbed out of bed and quickly dressed.
He propped himself up on his elbow and watched as she pulled a brush
through her knotted hair. When she had
her hand on the doorknob, he called her name softly.
She turned to look at
him, feeling her heart melt at the tender look in his eyes. “Yeah?”
He wet his lips with
the tip of his tongue and took a deep breath.
“I have two goals in my life at the moment.”
She arched an eyebrow
at him, a little confused at his statement.
“Yeah?”
“My main goal is to
keep you alive as long as possible.”
Hearing her soft gasp, he pushed himself up to a sitting position, the
sheet draped over his waist. “The second…to keep your eyes that shade of green for the rest of
your life.”
Tears welled in her
eyes and she took a step back towards the bed.
“Giles…”
He swallowed thickly,
knowing that if she took another step towards him it would be hours before
either one of them were able to go downstairs and face Dawn. He shook his head slowly and gestured to the
door.
“I’ll be down
shortly.”
She gave him a smile
and inhaled deeply. “I really love you.”
His smile grew as he watched her open the door and quickly leave
the room. He leaned against the
headboard and sighed. He glanced at the
open notebook as he waited for his erection to subside. He leaned over and picked up the pen.
He reread his words
and, with a surprisingly steady hand, added five words to the bottom of the
page.
For
Buffy. Love always, Giles.
He opened the drawer
and slipped the notebook and pen back inside.
He glanced down at his groin and gave an almost sad sigh when he
realized his erection had faded.
“Suppose it’s time to
face the music then.” He mumbled to
himself as he climbed out of bed.
He dressed quickly
and moved towards the door. As he opened
it, he glanced back at the bed and grinned.
Life was full of surprises. And
with Buffy by his side, life would be anything but dull.
He chuckled as he
heard Dawn squeal happily. He closed the
door and made his way downstairs, knowing that his life had taken a drastic
change last night. And as he stepped
into the living room and Dawn launched herself into
his arms, he looked at Buffy and smiled.
It was a welcome
change and one that he would embrace fully.
~ End