Title: Belonging (6/12)
Author: Luisa
Email: leyjd@hotmail.com
Disclaimer: None of the characters are mine, they belong to Joss et al. I'm just playin' with them... giving them what they *really* want before handing them back as if they'd never been touched. <Innocent smile>
Feedback: Pretty, pretty please. with Giles on top?
Giles shook his head slowly with a smile. "What a pair of fools we are."
"We are?"
"I believe you've heard of the saying 'make do with second best'?"
Buffy frowned in confusion. "Sure I have. After all, that's pretty much what I did for so long. I've loved you since... well, since forever, it feels. But I chose Parker and Riley 'cause you were with Olivia. I settled for second best. Why? What's that got to do with anything?"
He shook his head again, his smile widening. "If you had just explained to me that you loved me and didn't like seeing with me with Olivia that day instead of calling me old and gross," his eyes twinkled in humour, "We could have saved ourselves a lot of heartache. For what Riley was to you, Olivia was to me. You will always have first place in my heart... she knew she was second best: that's why she never stayed. She didn't want to be a replacement; she wanted a relationship - something I could never give her because I hungered after you so deeply."
"Oh." Buffy sat and thought about that for a few seconds, and before she even realised it, a matching smile was spreading across her lips. "So, you..."
"I love you. I love you, Buffy... with all my heart. With all my mind, body and soul too, as a matter of fact."
They lapsed into silence, simply gazing lovingly at one another. After several long moments, Giles brought a hand up to cup Buffy's cheek, tucking some loose hairs behind her ear as he did so. "You know, you never really answered my question."
"What question was that?"
"What is this the beginning of?"
"Us. Forever." Having said all there was to say, Buffy at last leaned slowly toward her Watcher, planting the sweetest of kisses on his velvet lips. He returned the kiss with one of his own - a kiss holding the promise of eternity. It was some time before they broke apart, eyes glazed over and breathing heavily.
"Giles..." Buffy stared at her Watcher, amazed at just how much his kisses had fuelled her appetite for him. "You're still doing funny things to me. There's like a million fireworks going off all around my body."
He grinned at her, licking his lips hungrily. "*All* around your body?"
"God, yes," she murmured, capturing his hand and bringing it to her heart once more. "Feel that?" she asked, still recovering from his kisses. "My heart feels like its going to burst out of my chest in a minute, it's going so fast."
"Feel mine too," he whispered in return, bringing his hand down to clasp her free hand to his chest.
"Mmm" She felt warmth flood throughout her and her breathing became ragged as she experienced the pounding of his heart. "Giles..." For the second time, she moved his hand to her tummy, where the butterflies were now running riot. "Everything's all going crazy inside me... I want you so bad..."
He groaned with want and moved her hand to his own stomach, where his insides were churning as much as hers were. "Buffy... see what you do to me? God, Buffy... I feel like I'm going to explode."
"You and me both, Mister..." She proclaimed on a drawn out breath, once more bringing his hand to her heat as he simultaneously moved hers to his erection. They gasped in unison at their findings and the sudden greater rush of feeling.
"Giles..."
"Buffy..."
He moved his hand as close to her warmth as possible, feeling even through her slacks the warm stickiness of her desire. "Buffy... Oh, Buffy..." He couldn't help the groan of longing from escaping. "I want you so much." Breathing heavily, he removed the hand holding hers to him to cup her breast once more.
She let out a moan of her own as he explored her body, squeezing his shaft in response. "Then take me, Giles... have me... do what you want with me... make me yours." She whimpered in desperation as he applied pressure to her clitoris. "Please, Giles... please..."
He drew back ever so slightly, just enough to give her a Ripperish grin. "Anything you want, Love."