Title: Betrayal
Author: LadyForASH
Rated: NC17
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Giles and Willow were in Bath for a couple of months. In that time, Giles had become intimate friends with the telephone. At least once a day, if not more, he and Buffy talked. Sometimes they talked about Dawn. Sometimes they talked about shoe shopping. They always talked about the progress Willow was making, and they always told each other they missed the other.
Then, one night, Buffy said the words he'd always been hoping for. "I love you, Giles."
Since then, Giles was on cloud nine.
Buffy had also informed Giles that Spike had left town. He'd approached her on patrol one night and Buffy had rebuffed him. (Giles had chuckled at her term, rebuffed.) She'd finally told Spike the truth; that he was a tool that she'd been using. He'd just been a hard, cold body that she didn't want or need anymore. Then she'd given him a hug and a kiss on the cheek. "I never meant to hurt him. "
Giles sighed and crossed his legs. He was sitting on a sofa in a waiting area of the coven while he waited for Willow. "He was using you, Buffy. Don't blame yourself, love. That…that wasn't you."
"No, it wasn't," Buffy smiled softly. "Are you coming home soon?"
It had been a couple of weeks later when Willow felt well enough to go home. Tara was just as anxious to see her. At first, Giles knew that Willow was nervous about seeing her old friends. Would they reject her? Did they still blame her?
Whatever fears and concerns Willow might have had, they disappeared when they all greeted her at the airport. Xander held a huge sign that said, "Welcome Back Willow." Giles didn't understand why it was written in yellow crayon, but Willow seemed to love it. Then Buffy and Dawn hugged her, before Tara wrapped Willow in her arms, holding her close.
Then Buffy stepped in front of Giles. She grinned. He grinned and dropped his bag. Oblivious to the others staring at them, he wrapped her into a huge hug, spinning her off of her feet and into the air. Then her soft lips found his and he was home. Giles was home, where he belonged.
Dawn filled in the gang about all of Giles' late night phone calls while Buffy and Giles walked hand in hand back to the car. Giles couldn't stop smiling. He was happy to see that Tara and Willow seemed to feel the same way. They would have issues that would still need to be worked out, but they were all well on their way to being completely healed.
He was grateful when Xander pulled up to the Summer's home. He was tired and it had been a long flight. So he was surprised when Buffy told him to not unpack.
"You and I are going to the beach house," she informed him. "Don't worry, I can drive and you can sleep on the way."
Giles gave her a look mingled with fear and wonder. "Sleep? While you drive? I….rather…don't…."
Xander started laughing. "Don't worry, G man. She's had lessons. It's one of her surprises."
Giles saw Buffy shoot Xander a look. The boy blushed and mumbled something to Anya. Then Buffy turned back to Giles. "You'll be perfectly safe, I promise."
The jet lag won out and Giles did fall asleep on the drive to his house of retreat on the beach. The seasons had begun to change, and Autumn was now in the air. Dawn would be starting school soon. He realized when they arrived that they probably wouldn't be doing any swimming in the ocean on this trip.
"What are you up to?" he finally asked Buffy. But she just smiled and unlocked the door.
The sight that greeted Giles made him speechless. Romantic candles created a soft and aromatic lighting to the room. The curtains were drawn, making the house look cozier then ever. On the table was a silver set with dinner being hot held and a bottle of wine was chilling. On the coffee table was an old first edition of "Excalibur," the book he'd read to Buffy. "Surprise," she said softly.
The meal they shared was the best that Giles could ever remember having, though if you asked him later, he couldn't recall what they ate. He was pleased that Buffy cleaned her plate as well.
After the meal, he stood and offered her his hand. Without a word she slipped her hand into his. "I think it's time," she said with a smile.
Giles smiled and squeezed her fingers, and then led her to the bedroom.
Again he was greeted at a wondrous and romantic sight. The bedroom was also covered in candle light. The bed was already pulled back with new sheets, and the curtains were closed. Soft music played on the stereo.
Giles pulled Buffy into the room and knelt down on the floor before her. He was so choked up he had to take a moment before he could look up at her. "Buffy, I was suppose to do this for you. I was suppose to be the one to show you how much I care and how…tender love could be."
Buffy just smiled down at him. "Giles, you have, and you are. You show me in every action how much you love me…how much you have loved me. When I finally realized that, I…realized how much I had hurt you. I've never felt more destroyed in my whole life…both of them…" (they each smiled at that,) "then when that revelation came to me." Buffy squeezed his hand. "It's me that needs and wants to show you how special you are to me, and how much I love you."
Giles blinked back tears and opened his mouth to speak, but nothing came out.
"I'll let you be the boss in bed," Buffy teased him.
"Oh, really?" Giles quirked one eyebrow at her. Then he raised from his kneeling position, and quickly turned her around so her back was to him. In one quick motion, he spanked her.
"Giles!" Buffy was shocked, but then giggled when she felt his fingers lightly rubbing her ass.
"After everything you've put me through, don't you think you deserve a good spanking?" Giles was leaning over her, his voice just over her shoulder, whispering in her ear. His hand cupped and he spanked her once more. Not enough to hurt, but just barely sting. He knew it would cause a vibration inside Buffy that would slowly drive her wild. He smiled when he heard her intake of breath, and how her body trembled all around him.
"Buffy…" Giles turned her back around and pulled her into his arms. His mouth crushed hers and his tongue immediately found what it was looking for in the recesses of her mouth. They both groaned and Giles pushed her back and down across the bed. His body covered hers. She surrounded him.
He'd wanted to go slow. He thought she'd need him to be tender and caring and loving. But the passion that had been building for so many years was threatening to take them both over. He struggled to pull back. Then he cupped her face in one hand and smiled at her.
Buffy's lips were puffy and her face was flushed. He felt her hands moving up and down his back. "Giles, make love to me. Please, make real love to me."
There was little that Giles could refuse his Slayer, his lover, his Buffy. "With pleasure," he whispered again in her ear.
She was wearing a simple white tank top. Giles wondered if she knew how feminine she looked to him in it. He ran his hands down her neck and over her bare shoulders. She wasn't wearing a bra. He bent his head and sucked one of her nipples into his mouth, and then molded it to his tongue. The hardened nub grew, and Buffy whimpered at the sensations his tongue caused through the cotton of her top.
When he was certain she couldn't stand it anymore, he moved to the other breast and repeated the same actions. She was bucking beneath him now. Finally she worked her hands down and had pulled his shirt out of his belted pants. He trembled when he felt her fingers on his skin. He had to sit up and helped her with his shirt buttons. They both giggled a little. He tried to pull it off but it got stuck on his shoulder. Impatiently he tugged and they both heard a rip. Buffy fell back in a fit of giggles. Giles laughed, threw the ruined shirt to the floor, and moved his hand to the bottom of her tank top. "You'll be punished for that."
Buffy grinned. "I sure hope so!"
Giles pulled her tank top up and over her head. Then he just gazed down at her, drinking in her beauty. Slowly he ran his hand over her breasts again, down her stomach, and around her ribs. "So beautiful…" he whispered with reverence and awe.
Giles worshipped her every inch. He started at her face and moved his lips over her forehead, eyebrows, eyelids, cheeks, lips, chin, and then down her neck. He kissed her breasts and over each rib. Buffy was moaning and groaning beneath him, which just stirred him up more. Eventually he pulled off her shoes and socks, jeans and underwear, leaving her completely naked beneath him.
Then Giles stood up. While she watched, he slowly undressed. His eyes never left her face. The heat of her gaze made him so hard. When her tongue peeked out to wet her bottom lipped, he groaned out loud. Buffy moved her hips suggestively, uncontrollably. "Please, Giles…please hurry."
But he wouldn't hurry. Once he was free of clothes he started at her feet, and again pressed his lips and grazed his tongue over every square inch. He had to hold her hips down as he kissed up her thighs, and then he was at her core, and he tasted her.
It didn't take long. Buffy cried out his name twice as he made love to her with his mouth. Her leg rubbed against his arousal and he had to stop and catch his breath. Then he eased his body up, and slowly slipped inside, penetrating her all the way up to his hilt.
Slowly he moved inside of her. He couldn't believe the moment he had dreamed about was finally here. He was deep inside the woman he loved. It felt more wonderful then words could express, and more right and perfect then anything ever had before.
Sweat pooled in the small of his back as he took his time thrusting inside of her. Her legs wrapped around his waist tightly, pulling all of him inside. When he felt her hands squeeze his ass, he lost control. Thankfully he felt her throbbing all around him as he spilled, and they came together in a powerful crescendo of pleasure.
When Giles could breathe again, he slowly rolled them both over so that Buffy was lying on his chest. His arms were still wrapped tightly around her. They were both wet with sweat and their skin red with pleasure. His eyes were closed and he had a smile on his face as he held her close.
Giles was startled when he felt her move. She rolled off of him and then reached down below the bed. But she turned her head and smiled up at him. "I know you. You can be stuffy and British and way too hesitant. I don't want to wait for you to ask me." Buffy smiled and reached into her bag and pulled out a little jewelry box. She set it on his chest and waited.
Giles gulped and studied her face. Then he slowly sat up and opened the little box. Nestled inside was a man's wedding ring.
"Giles, will you marry me?" Buffy asked softly.
Giles swallowed again. He couldn't take his eyes off of the ring. "I…uh…I don't know what to say…" he whispered.
He heard Buffy chuckle softly so he looked back up at her face. She was grinning at him. "Yes would be good!"
Giles grinned and pulled her to him. He wrapped her up in his strong arms. "Yes. Yes, Buffy, oh yes."
Buffy smiled softly and relaxed in his arms. "Good, otherwise, I might have had to spank ya."
END