TITLE: "Birthday Fun for Giles"
AUTHOR: ASH Watcher/Slayer Watcher
EMAIL: GGtheSlayer@aol.com
PAIRING: B/G, X/A, W/T/O, D/??
RATING: NC-17 eventually
SUMMARY: Giles has a birthday...The Scoobies come up with gift ideas...wackiness ensues.
SPOILERS: Um...none...or maybe Post-"Chosen"
DISCLAIMER: Shyeaaaah, right! :P
DEDICATIONS: For Jen...Happy Birthday!!!
THANK YOU FOR THE BETA JOB, Jen! :D
FEEDBACK: Does Ripper like Band Candy? Okay then! :D

"Okay guys...as we all know, even if Giles refuses to acknowledge it, his birthday is coming up.  And I managed to find out how old he's going to be...I mean, I *am* his girlfriend.  Plus, our favorite little hacker, helped me out," Buffy explained.

Dawn, Willow, Tara, Xander, Anya, Buffy, and Oz, were all sitting around Giles' living room.  Giles himself, was off working at The Magic Box.  They'd all met to discuss the upcoming birthday of one Rupert Giles.  It was in five days...and Buffy was trying not to panic.

"Why don't we hire a female stripper for Giles and tell her to give him a lap dance?" Anya stupidly suggested.

Everyone glared at her.  Buffy's glare made Anya flee the room.  Xander wanted to flee the room too, but knew Buffy wouldn't let him.  Instead, he got up and went over to the desk, grabbing some sheets of paper and some pens.  He handed each person paper and a pen, then sat back down.

"Why don't we all write down some kind of birthday gift suggestion on the paper and then we'll put the ideas in a hat and pick the best one or two and go with them?"  Xander said.

They all agreed and the room grew quiet as everyone thought about good ideas for Giles' birthday.  After a few minutes, Willow got up to find something to hold the pieces of paper.  Bringing a hat back to the table, she went around to everyone and they all put their papers into the hat.

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A few minutes later, Willow sat down and placed the hat on the coffee table.  The next thing that had to be decided, was *who* would be picking the gift ideas from said hat.  Buffy eliminated herself from the drawing, so then Willow, Tara, Oz, Dawn, and Xander, were the only remaining options.  Anya was still in the kitchen, too embarrassed to show herself again.

Finally, Dawn & Tara, were chosen for the gift idea selections.  Willow handed the hat to Dawn.  She reached in and grabbed a slip of paper.  Then, Tara did the same.  Dawn stood up and unfolded her paper.

"This paper says, ‘One trip to The Library of Congress’," Dawn read.

"Wow, Giles would *love* that...but that's in Washington, D. C.  Right?"  Xander replied.

"Yep, and I don't think any of us have that kind of money...so, Tara, what's YOUR gift idea?" Buffy asked.

"Um...this says, "One lapdance from Buffy."

"XANDER!!!" they all yelled.

"It wasn't ME!!" he swore.

"Yeah, it wasn't Xander, it was me!"  Willow exclaimed.

Five jaws dropped open in shock...*Willow*, had suggested Buffy give Giles a lapdance?

"Well why not?  I mean, Buffy and Giles, *are* a couple...,"Tara finally asked.

"Okay, but a lapdance can't exactly be a gift from *all* of us," Oz answered.

"True...well then, I think we need to draw more ideas from the hat," Dawn stated.

They all groaned in disappointment.

Suddenly Anya stormed back into the room.

"Just throw him a stupid surprise party, for pete's sake!  Then everyone spend a specific amount on a gift for him.  Except for Buffy, she can just give him a lapdance like Willow said."

The rest of the Scoobies looked at each other, and then shrugged.

"Why not?  Spending limit is say, $50?  The party can be at my house...in five days?  I'll provide the snacks....but who's gonna provide the diversion?"  Buffy inquired.

"I can!  There's a Fudgepop Demon on the loose...I can tell Giles and get him all researchy, while everyone else sets up for the party," Dawn vowed.

Weird looks at Dawn, and then they all agreed on the party and gift spending limit.  Tara, Oz, and Willow, hugged everyone else, and then headed for their apartment.  Xander snagged Anya, and the two of them left as well.  Dawn left with Xander & Anya...they'd drop her off at the Summers' home. Leaving Buffy to wait for Giles to get home.

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An hour and a half later, Giles walked through his front door.  Buffy was nowhere in site, so he figured he'd be safe; safe from her constant "nagging" about his birthday coming up.  He put his keys and wallet on the desk, then went into the kitchen.  He grabbed a bottle of beer and then went to sit on the couch.  Picking up the remote, he turned the TV on.

Upstairs, Buffy was finishing her final preparations.  Dawn had called a few minutes earlier, and was now spending the night at Janice's house.  Practicing a few shimmies, Buffy nodded at her reflection in the full-length mirror.  Then, she slipped into four-inch black stiletto heels, and crept downstairs. 

Giles hadn't found anything worth watching on TV, so he'd turned the radio on to a local Jazz station.  He was about half done with his beer, when suddenly the lights dimmed. Thinking there was a faulty fuse, he started to get off the couch.  Suddenly, a small hand pushed him back down.  Then, Buffy slowly sauntered in front of him.  She placed one stiletto-heeled foot, in between his legs.  He followed the path of the shoe, all the way up that long, sexy leg and gulped when his eyes reached the top.

Buffy grinned saucily at his facial expression.  She was clad in a red leather bustier, with matching crotchless panties, also red.  Her legs were clad in fishnet stockings.  He recovered from his shock and grabbed her by the foot.  She gasped as she abruptly landed in his lap.

"Well now, what’s all this, Luv?" he asked wickedly.

"Patience, Watcher-mine...patience."

Buffy got up and went over to change the radio station.  Finding a wicked beat, she slid back over to where he was perched.  Giles shivered in antici....pation.  Standing in front of him, Buffy began moving to the beat of the song, and ran her hands up and down her body, pinching her nipples lightly.  Giles squirmed in his seat.  One of Buffy's hands trailed down her flat stomach and lightly rubbed her crotch.  He gasped.

His heartbeat began to race as her fingers barely touched her dewy curls.  Then, she ran one finger up to touch her hidden nub.  Moaning slightly, she gently rubbed it, once, twice.  Giles was afraid he was going to embarrass himself.  Just then, Buffy removed her fingers from her wet pussy, and held them up to his mouth.  She gasped as he grabbed her hand and began sucking on her fingers.  After making extra sure that her fingers were extra clean, he let them slide out of his mouth.

Giving him a wicked smile, she reached behind her back and unhooked her top.  She tossed it at him and then winked.  She spun around so that her back was facing him, then began shimming, bending backwards in time to the music.  Her movements gave Giles a great upside down view of her bare breasts.  He quickly sat on his hands, so that he wouldn't be tempted to grab her and put an end to the teasing. 

Giggling seductively, Buffy wriggled out of her panties and tossed them at her lover.  They landed on his ear and he snorted.  Now, clad only in fishnet stockings & four-inch black stiletto heels, Buffy came over and plopped in his lap.  She wiggled around to get comfy, then gasped when his hands grabbed her hips.  He leered at her, arranging her so that she had one lonnnng leg on each side of him.  Raising one eyebrow in amusement, Buffy got comfy.  The music had changed to a low, sultry, beat...at she wasn't about to let the chance to use the music for her own evil doing.

She began rocking her hips against him in time to the beat.  Giles growled low in his throat and Buffy licked her lips.  He reached up and mimicked her action with his tongue.  She reached one hand down and unbuttoned his pants.  Then, her hand moved to the zipper and slowly dragged it downward.  Giles hissed under his breath as her fingers skimmed over his arousal.  She eased his hard cock out of his boxers and then rose up on her knees.  They both held their breaths, as Buffy hovered over his crotch.  The tip of his arousal slid up and down her slit.  Without warning, she suddenly dropped and screeched as he filled her all the way up.

Giles grunted when she'd dropped down onto him.  Her inner walls twitched and clenched around him.  Barely a second passed, before she picked up where she'd left off, in her rocking.  She gasped when he began thrusting up and into her.  The song playing on the stereo ended and they ceased their movements until the next song began.  A very slow song began this time, and Buffy was determined to keep her movements to a minimum.  Giles sensed her intentions, and vowed to do his best to undermine her plan.

As she started moving again, ever so slowly, Giles groaned.  He wasn't sure how much longer he'd be able to hold back.  As Buffy's up and down movements continued, he began moving up to meet her.  He tried to increase the pace of their lovemaking, but Buffy would have none of it.  Every time his thrusting got faster, Buffy would stop riding him.  It was enough to drive him crazy.  She grinned at his mock glare and then "eep"ed when he suddenly flipped them around.  Now, she was lying on the couch with him on top of her.  And he was still inside of her, as well.

He began urgently moving in and out of her and she could do nothing but hold on for the ride.<g>  She wrapped her legs around his waist and moved with him.  He kissed her, desperately and she eagerly returned the kiss.  As their lovemaking became almost animalistic in its intensity, they could both feel the end drawing closer and closer.  She quickly flipped them over and began slamming herself up and down on top of him.  His eyes almost rolled back in his head, as she squeezed her inner muscles around him. 

Buffy could feel a tingling sensation at the tips of her toes and knew her orgasm would be huge.  Giles felt his orgasm starting at the base of his spine....

"BUUUUFFY!!!!!!!!!", he cried out, scant seconds later and promptly passed out.

Buffy kept rocking, she was so close...and then, just as it was almost on top of her....Giles yelled out her name, and blacked out.  She immediately panicked and hopped off him to check for a pulse.  He had one, and it was still racing madly.  Sighing in relief, she plopped down at the end of the couch next to his feet.  She smiled when she noticing he was still fully dressed, except for his feet.  A few minutes later, he came to and wondered what had happened.

"Oh good, you're awake...are you okay, Honey?" she asked.

"Yes...I believe so...but what happened?"

"You passed out when ya came...apparently it was super-dooper."

"I passed out?  Bloody hell...I haven't passed out while making love in since...oh nevermind. Urm...what happened after I blacked out?"

"Well, I freaked and hopped off ya...then made sure you still had a pulse.  You did, just so you know," she smirked.

"You mean you didn't...oh Buffy, I'm so sorry....shall I whisk you upstairs to rectify that for you?"  Giles "innocently" suggested.

"Well...I wouldn't wanna put ya out or anything...but it *would* be nice, yes...I'm still all...twitchy and squishy and hornier than hell.....," Buffy pouted.

"Well, then, by all means, we *should* take care of that for you, shouldn't we?"

"Indeed!" she replied.

With that, he scooped her up into his arms and whisked her upstairs, to their bedroom.

THE END!!!