Title: Belonging (10/12)
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! Oh, Giles..." Buffy's exclamations came out on short breaths, and she clutched Giles' hips to her, squeezing her thighs tightly against his legs as the experience of being truly filled washed over her soul. "Oh God, Giles..." As she became more accustomed to the feel of him inside her, she tightened her walls around him experimentally. He gasped in response, pushing deeper into her slick channel. "Oh yes! Oh, Giles..."
He covered her lips with his own as he pushed against her once more, muffling her further moans, and stifling gasps of his own. At last he pulled out of the kiss with a grin on his face, despite his heavy, erratic breathing. "You... you like that, huh?" She nodded mutely and he withdrew from her core slowly, before driving home again.
A short, sharp cry of ecstasy escaped her. This was like nothing she'd ever experienced before. Angel had been her first, so she didn't have a clue what to expect. Not only that, but he'd taken it slowly, trying to be considerate of her inexperience. Parker on the other hand had gotten it over with as quickly as possible; she was after all, just another girl in his string of conquests. And Riley... well, he'd waited a long time before they'd slept together and it had always seemed like he was keeping something from her when they did eventually have sex. And that's what it always was to her; for by then she'd known she loved Giles and so 'making love' with Riley was never an option. He'd varied on occasion between being gentle with her and outright fucking her, but one thing remained constant - there was never any deep level of intimacy between them. Yet here she was now, sobbing Giles' name, begging for him to take her as he picked up speed, building a rhythm as he plunged into her warmth. She squeezed her walls around him again, wrapping her legs around his and lifting herself up to him so that he could work her at a better angle.
"Buffyyy..." He moaned against her skin, now feasting on her breasts once more as if they were food for his starving soul. He bit down on her nipples, eliciting yet another cry from her.
"Oh... oh... Oh, God, yes, Giles... more..." she managed to work out between tiny pants. "Please... oh, please... oh!" Her last cry came out louder than any of the previous ones and she clenched him harder, trying to draw him as deeply into her as possible. He could only grunt softly into her breasts in response, feeling pressure building in his balls at her actions. He thrust harder and faster into her heat and she moaned in response, thrashing her head from side to side wildly, raising her hips urgently into him to meet each thrust. The fire that had travelled throughout her was climaxing in a knot of desperation for release at her core, and she gripped at Giles' buttocks, digging her nails deeply into his skin as the first waves of orgasm hit unexpectedly at full-force.
"Giiillesss..."
As she clamped down on him, he buried his head into the soft sweaty skin of her valley, moaning loud and long. He was stunned that he'd done this to her; procured such a violent yet passionate reaction out of the woman he'd once feared would never love him in such an earthly manner. As she clenched him tighter still - both internally and externally - he gave another long moan of satisfaction, this time in the knowledge that in the morning he'd have scars that told of their night of unity and endless passion.
Giles didn't stop pounding into her throughout her orgasm, finding her g-spot and hitting it continually. She let rip another loud cry as another mind-blowing climax hit her. As her walls contracted around him once more, he suddenly felt his own release building and came with a shout, feeling as if a volcano had erupted within him.
"I love you, Buffy..."
"Oh, yes, Giles..."
His shout was drowned by her final yell of satisfaction as his hot seed spilled into her, filling her, sating them both. They continued rocking into each other long after the effects of orgasm had worn off, content to just be joined together at last. Eventually he heaved a sigh and withdrew from her channel to lie at her side, silently gazing into her eyes all the while. It was Buffy who spoke first. "I'm sorry it didn't last as long as you wanted it to." There was a tiny apologetic smile on her face, but the happy expression of at last finding completeness radiated from her eyes, betraying her words.
He smiled gently and pressed a tender kiss to her lips. "No you're not."
"Okay," her eyes twinkled with gentle humour, "Maybe I'm not quite as sorry as I should be."
He laughed quietly, gathering her into his arms. "That's okay, Love. I don't mind. After all, we have all night to take things slowly, and the rest of our lives after that."
"Yes." She kissed him back. "You're right. We do."