Title: On a Nice Saturday Afternoon
Author: Michelle
Rating: FRAO - Adults Only
Pairing: Buffy/Giles
Summary: a Saturday afternoon in the training room
Disclaimer: These are not my characters. They belong to Joss, Twentieth Century Fox, UPN, WB & Mutant Enemy. This is purely for fun.

"Buffy, please concentrate," Giles admonished. "After all, this was your idea."

"Sorry, Giles. I guess I've got a lot on my mind. I just didn't think that school and training would take up so much time."

"Maybe we've trained enough today." Giles turned toward the door. "There is obviously something else you'd rather be doing."

"Like you want to be stuck in here all day training with me?" Buffy asked. "Don't you want to go read your books or something?"

"Not exactly how I'd want to spend my day," Giles said quietly.

"Then what? What would you rather be doing today? 'Cause I'm thinking on a nice Saturday afternoon, the last place I want to be is the stuffy back room of a magic shop."

Giles spun around and took a few steps in her direction. "Do you really want to know, Buffy? Do you really want to know what I'd like to be doing?"

"Sure. What would you like to be doing right now?" she asked casually.

Giles stared at her a moment before advancing toward her again. "What I'd like to be doing. . ." he said as he backed her against the pommel horse. ". . . is. . ." he whispered into her ear, ". . . you."

Buffy was stunned as he pressed himself against her. She'd had fantasies, but never thought Giles would ever think of her that way. She wondered if he would do more than tease.

His lips brushed her ear as he spoke slowly, "I want to watch you bend over and grab the pommels. I'm certain I've adjusted it to the correct height."

Buffy couldn't stop herself from asking, "Correct height?"

"So I can easily push into you from behind. I can almost feel you now, squeezing me as brush my fingers across your clit. I wouldn't have to move at all. You would squirm and squeeze until I explode inside you."

Buffy moaned at the images pouring through her mind and whimpered when he pulled away from her.

"But if there's someplace you'd rather be 'on a nice Saturday afternoon' . . ."

**********

Giles struggled to pull back and walk away. He was certain he'd crossed the line. Buffy would never allow him to act on his fantasies. He almost made it to the door when she spoke.

"Giles, don't leave."

After taking a few deep breaths, he turned. "Buffy, I really should -"

The sight of her stopped him. She was bent over the pommel horse, the pommels grasped firmly in her hands.

'Bloody Hell!' he cursed silently. This was wrong for so many reasons - not the least of which was the fact that Buffy had a boyfriend. Yet he walked over and placed a hand on her back.

Buffy gasped at his touch. "Giles, please," she pleaded with him.

Try as he might, he couldn't deny her. He leaned over her and took her earlobe between his teeth. Buffy turned her head slightly to accommodate him, and he sucked and licked along the edge of her ear. She moaned as he let his hands roam over her back and down her sides. One hand found its way to her breasts while the other disappeared under the waistband of her sweat pants. When he felt how wet she was, he leaned back and pulled her sweats down far enough to allow him access. He ran his hand over the thin cloth of her panties, letting a finger slip under the edge for a moment, and then pulled them down as well. He paused to savor the moment before easing his own sweat pants off his hips.

"Are you ever going to quit teasing?" Buffy asked.

He responded by grabbing her hips in both hands and slowly pushing his cock into her. Once fully inside her, he pulled out and thrust back into her, hard. Then he stopped and waited for Buffy's response.

"Don't stop. Please don't stop."

"Remember what I said before. I don't need to move. You've got Slayer strength; use it. I want to feel you squeeze me. I want to feel you move around me." He reached around and placed his fingers on her clit. "Use your arms, Buffy. Pull yourself forward and push yourself back."

He felt her begin to move. As she did, it caused his hand to rub against her. He placed his other hand on her lower back to gently guide her movements. "Squeeze, Buffy. I want to feel it." When she did, he hissed, "Harder." He was rewarded as she squeezed tighter around him and sped up her movements.

He could tell she was losing control when she lost her rhythm and started to rock her hips as she moved. He leaned forward and sucked on her neck below her ear before whispering to her. "I'm going to come soon. You should, too." She pushed back once more and stopped. He felt her pulse around him as he exploded inside her.

He pulled back, and Buffy turned around to face him. Reality crashed in. He couldn't believe what he'd done.

**********

There were tears in her eyes. She was crying because of what he'd done to her. He'd never be able to forgive himself.

"Buffy, I'm sorry. I-I shouldn't have. I th-thought that you-" He fumbled for words to express his remorse.

"Giles. Don't," Buffy said as she placed a hand on his arm. "Don't beat yourself up over this. I'm not hurt or angry. I'm happy. These are happy tears."

"Still - I shouldn't have taken advantage of you."

"You didn't."

"Riley would think otherwise."

He watched as she turned away and walked to the couch. "Giles, I need you to understand something." She sat and looked up at him. "Until today, I thought I wasn't attractive anymore. Riley barely even looks at me anymore." She looked down at the floor. "He turns out the light when we have sex." She returned her gaze to him. "But today. . . today was different. Today you made me feel sexy. I never experienced anything like it before. I didn't know it could be like that."

Giles listened as Buffy poured his heart out to him. He wanted to take her in his arms and tell her he loved her. He wanted to tell her that love made the difference. He couldn't do it, though. It would only complicate matters. Buffy needed to decide what she wanted, who she wanted. Until then, he would only be her Watcher.

He sat on the couch next to her. "Have you talked to Riley about how you feel?"

"I tried. He doesn't like to talk much. He more of an action guy. I can't even get him to talk about the future, except for a comment he made once about never wanting children. I can't get him to make plans past next week. Don't get me wrong. He's a great guy, the one normal thing in my life, and he's great with Dawn. I just want more." She leaned against him, and he placed his arm around her. "Giles, what am I going to do?"

"Follow your heart. If you love each other, you can work through this." He tightened his arm around her. "Buffy, I will always be here for you, and I will listen to you, but I can't make your decision for you. You have to do that on your own."

"I know," she said quietly. "I just wish there was an easy answer."

"Love is never easy."

**********

Giles was waiting for her after each failed attempt to fix her relationship with Riley. He gave her a shoulder to cry on and listened as she poured out her heart to him. It broke his heart, and he didn't know how much more he could take.

When he thought he couldn't take it anymore, he found her waiting for him at the Magic Box early one morning. He opened the door and let her inside.

"Buffy, we can't keep doing this. There must be someone else you can talk to."

"Not this time," Buffy said as she sat down at the table. "I sometimes talk to Willow or Mom, but I can't talk to them about this."

Giles sat at the table beside her and waited.

"Riley left," she said quietly. "He broke up with me and left."

"Buffy, I'm sorry."

"Was it just sex? Is that all it was?" she asked abruptly.

"Riley loved you, Buffy."

"I'm not talking about Riley. Was it just sex when we... when you and I... ?"

Giles leaned forward and took her hands in his. "No," he said softly. "It was much more than 'just sex'."

"Then why didn't you say anything? You never even kissed me." She pulled her hands away from him. "Riley used to kiss me. Then one day he stopped." She stood and turned her back to him. "If it was more, then why didn't you kiss me?"

"It would have complicated matters."

"Like having sex didn't?"

Giles stood and approached her. "I didn't want to become emotionally involved. I knew if I kissed you that I would never want to stop. I didn't want it to cloud your judgment where Riley was concerned. I didn't want to come between the two of you."

"So, you wanted to kiss me?" she asked.

"Very much," he admitted as he placed his hands on her shoulder and turned her to face him.

"Kiss me now," she pleaded.

"That really wouldn't be wise. If I kiss you, I don't think I could control myself, and I don't have any condoms with me."

"That didn't stop you last time," Buffy whispered so softly that he barely heard her. "Oh God, Giles," she said as she began to cry. "I didn't want to tell you this way."

"Buffy?"

"Riley left because I told him I'm pregnant. He couldn't handle it, and he left."

Giles was in shock. Buffy was pregnant. Given the way Riley reacted to the thought of children, he must have taken every precaution to prevent it. That meant Giles was probably the father.

Buffy started to pull away from him, and it broke him out of his stupor. He didn't let go, but instead pulled her closer, wrapping his arms around her.

"Buffy, I don't know what to say." He kissed the top of her head. "Have you told anyone else?"

She shook her head and mumbled, "I'm afraid."

"Because you're pregnant or because it's possibly my child?" he asked.

"Both."

"Why did you tell Riley?

"He found the test." Buffy looked up at him, tears falling down her face. "Don't leave me. Please don't leave me."

He pulled a handkerchief from his pocket and dried her cheeks. "Buffy, I'll never leave you."

"But isn't that what guys do. Things get difficult; they leave."

"If that were true, I'd have left long ago."

"But what if Riley's the father, not you. What if-"

He cupped her cheek in his hand. "I love you, Buffy. It doesn't matter who the baby's father is. You are the mother; that's what's important. Always remember that."

"I love you too, Giles." She smiled up at him. "So, can I have a kiss now?"

He returned her smile and kissed her, knowing his true fantasy was finally coming true.

*** The End ***