Title: Intoxicating Discovery 4/6
Author: Adele
Disclaimer: The characters are the property of Joss Whedon, Mutant Enemy, Sandollar Productions, Kuzui Enterprises, 20th Century Fox Television, the WB Television Network, and whoever else may have a hold on them. I do not mean to infringe upon any copyrights.

Authors Note: First of all let me apologize for taking so long - I feel really awful about that!! I meant to finish this fic before I left for vacation, but then real life interfered...and...well you know, RL can be such a b***h sometimes. So I am VERY sorry for that. Secondly, I feel awful because I have totally forgotten to thank my beloved beta, Kate, for this fic - who as always does wonders for my language! Also, Reni, you help me with my plot and provide amazing encouragement and support! Texas, you really came through one sleepless night! Thanks guys! You are amazing!! And off we go...!

Waves of pleasure crashed against her. She let her fingers bury themselves in his hair, lightly scraping his scalp, and Giles growled.

His right knee lifted and he slipped it between her legs. She felt the bed dip as he shifted his weight to his other leg, as he nudged her legs further apart so he was in between them. She gasped into his mouth when he lowered his jeans-clad groin to hers, and pulled her mouth away to draw in a big gulp of air.

"Oh, God . . ." she whimpered as he undulated softly against her.

Giles chuckled breathlessly into her neck. "No, no, it's just me. But thank you."

Buffy couldn't help but laugh and swat his shoulder playfully. "Jerk."

Giles laughed in return, then bit her neck with a mock growl. All the while he continued to move against her, and Buffy shuddered as the material of his pants sent wonderful sensations to her core.

She grabbed his shoulder as ripples of pleasure went though her.

"I've figured you out," she said, in a throaty voice.

"You have?" Giles responded as he nibbled on her pulse.

"Mhm" Buffy murmured as she wrapped her legs around his waist. "I suddenly realized why you so adamantly wanted to keep your pants on."

Giles tried to muffle a chuckle and then raised his head with a mock scowl. "Woman, you go on and on about getting me naked. Have you never heard that patience is a virtue?"

Buffy scowled back and pulled his head down for a breathtaking kiss. Giles moaned into her mouth and drew in a big gulp of air when she released him. He blinked at her.

"Right. Pants coming off."

Buffy grinned victoriously, until she saw the gleam in his eyes. His hand traveled slowly down her front. He barely raised his groin from hers as his hand reached for his buttons. He made sure to brush against her as he popped one button open and grinned mischievously when her breath caught.

Buffy moaned. "You are so evil."

Giles chuckled and kissed her as if he had all the time in the word. Then he popped one more button. She held her breath in anticipation of the next and closed her eyes. As he continued to brush against her, she was unable to hold back a needy whimper.

He suddenly stopped what he was doing, and she opened her eyes, preparing to use her pout full force. She was lost for words when she met his gaze. He was looking at her with a heated stare, and for the life of her she couldn't think of a thing to say.

Giles took her by surprise when he removed his hand and slid it under her back, lifting her up so she was straddling his thighs as he sat back on his heels. Their naked chests pressed together and Buffy clung to his shoulders to remain close. His mouth hovered near hers, as his hands stroked her back firmly, holding her tightly to him. They were nose to nose and she shivered from the look in his eyes.

"Are we going somewhere?" she asked breathlessly.

His expression was unreadable, and she worried about the change in his mood. He didn't respond, only shook his head and drew her even closer. He leaned his head on her shoulder and pressed his face into her neck as he hugged her close.

Buffy couldn't for the life of her figure out what was going on, and she worried that he had changed his mind about what they were doing. She wanted to break the silence that enveloped them, and searched her mind frantically to find something to say. She leaned into his neck and said the first thing that came into her mind.

"You smell like me."

He swept his hands across her back and murmured into her neck. "Mmm. My scent is on you, as well." He kissed her neck before he placed his forehead against hers, noses brushing.

"I rather like it." He whispered. Buffy nodded and let her lips brush his.

"So do I." She whispered back. Giles grinned sexily at her and leaned back so they toppled over, her now against his chest.

"Let's mingle some more."

Buffy felt relieved. He wasn't planning on stopping. She kissed him. Tongues met eagerly as their hands traveled heated skin. She straddled him and looked down on his face with an impish smile. "Tables have turned now haven't they?"

Giles grinned back. "Is that so? And what do you plan to do?"

She looked down at his jeans and back at him. "Working on those, for starters."

She had half expected him to protest but he stretched languorously and folded his arms behind his head. "Do your worst."

She scooted down his thighs and began working on the remaining buttons. She heard his breath catch as she brushed against him, and she wasn't able to hold back a smug grin. She looked up when she heard him chuckle, and found him watching her.

"What?" she asked too innocently.

He laughed and shook his head. "You look quite pleased with yourself."

Buffy smiled widely. "Bet your cute butt, I am."

His face sobered to a soft smile and he let his fingers trail down her cheek. "What a wonderful thing."

"What?" She said still smiling.

"Your smile." He said softly.

Buffy blushed and looked down. "Thank you."

She concentrated on his pants again, while her heart beat wildly. God, the power he had over her terrified her. And she suspected he had no idea. She prodded him to lift his hips, and he braced his feet on the mattress and lifted. She pulled down his jeans and threw them unceremoniously on the floor.

She grabbed hold of the hem of his boxers but Giles stopped her with a hand. "Now, now. I didn't agree to that, did I?"

Buffy looked up at him with an incredulous expression. She scowled when she saw his playful grin and laughed when he sat up, wrestled her onto her back, and rolled on top of her.

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