Title: Once In A Lifetime 5/24
Author: Karen Jephson
Disclaimer: Not mine, unfortunately. Want to adopt and treat them better
than their owners, but I don't have enough.
Feedback: Live for it.
Note: To Trich and Gail. Thanks for your nagging, your precise beta, and your
constant encouragement.
Giles felt his shoes being removed, soon followed by his socks, jeans and boxers. He opened his eyes, looking down the length of his now naked body. Buffy climbed back onto the bed, purpose in her every move. His eyes widened as he realized what she was about to do. He tried to stop her, to tell her it was wrong. In the morning, whatever spell she was under would cease to exist. Then she would hate him and herself. He steeled himself, preparing to fight both his slayer and his own desires. The gag in his mouth made his words only an intelligible mumble. He shook his head at her.
Buffy continued on, nodding her head in response. "Yes. Time to show me what a good boy you can be." She grabbed his now flaccid penis, stroking along its length. Giles closed his eyes, shaking his head 'no' once more. He tried to concentrate on anything but the feel of her small hand surrounding him. He thought instead of how she would feel in the morning, knowing she'd seduced the man she thought too old, and practically a eunuch. He almost succeeded, until she began massaging his balls. He jerked, trying to pull away from her. She was sitting on his legs however, and he was trapped. He pulled against the imprisoning manacles, hurting the already raw flesh of his wrists. He moaned as he felt her squeeze the sacs, encouraging them to fill. He whimpered when she changed tactic, running her finger below his erection to his anus. She pushed gently against him. He pushed back automatically, his eyes opening in shock as he realized what she was about to do. He almost groaned in disappointment when she removed her finger. At the sound of sucking he looked toward her.
Buffy paused before removing her now wet finger from her mouth. She moved it back down below his body. He jerked as he felt her push against the hole of his anal channel. His traitorous body reacted automatically, opening up for her. As she entered him, his penis stirred. They both looked down as the flesh hardened, swelling in response to her ministrations. She pulled her finger out slightly before pushing hard back into him. He moaned as his pelvis closed around her. He began pushing onto her, allowing her to fuck him with her finger.
He felt his climax drawing closer. He tried to increase the tempo, begging her with his body to let him come. Instead she pulled out of him, resting her hands against his thighs. He whimpered as he pleaded with his eyes. Instead Buffy moved forward, lifting herself until she hovered above his erection. Lifting the flesh, she positioned him against her entry, then waited. Giles groaned, realizing what she wanted. He knew he'd lost. Probably had from the moment he'd entered the bedroom. If she'd tried to seduce him with gentle words and easy strokes, he may well have been able to stop her. But this wild coupling called to a part of him he'd kept hidden from her for so long. She'd been able to draw it out with ease. And now he was her willing captive, eager to experience whatever she wanted to give him. When he felt her rub herself against his tip, he finally gave up the last of his fight. Lifting his legs, he pressed his feet on the bed. Using the leverage, he pushed himself up and into her.
Buffy sighed as he filled her. It felt as if she was made for him. His entire length was sheathed in her canal, her juices dampening his flesh. She began to move, rocking gently against him. He sensed that she wanted control of this, that she would decide the pace and length of their coupling. So he held himself still as possible, fascinated as she moved atop him. He noticed her breathing increase, her chest heaving as she began panting. She increased the tempo, her breasts bouncing slightly with the pace. He watched open-mouthed, in awe of the almost animal-like image she presented.
Most of the women he'd been with disliked him watching as they reached their orgasm, almost as if they were ashamed of their reactions. But he felt she enjoyed his eyes upon her, reveled in the pleasure it gave him. Her hands lifted, rubbing against her breasts. She moaned as she neared her orgasm. Giles responded automatically, thrusting up into her as much as she could. She lifted her head as she climaxed, calling his name. "Rupert!"
Giles growled as she fell on top of him, now pushing toward his own orgasm. He continued to push up into her, her body jerking as he lifted her slightly with each movement. Her pelvic muscles began squeezing him as she began another climax. It was enough to send Giles over the edge, and he cried his release as he emptied himself into her.