Title: Once Again
Series: The Again Series (part 2)
Author Morrwen
Rating: NC-17
Distribution: Gabi! Anyone else, just ask!
Disclaimers: For me? Really? Oh, okay. Joss owns ‘em; I just play with ‘em. ;-)
Spoilers: None that I know of
Summary: Nope. It’s a secret…ssshhhh
Feedback: YES! Please, pretty please…with Giles on top. Okay, with naked Giles on top. :)
Dedication: To the YiM chat pack. All of you brighten my computer and my day. :)
Giles closed the book and leaned back in the chair. He had been researching all night and now the words were starting to blur. He rubbed his tired eyes as he got up to stretch his cramped legs and turned to look at the time.
Three a.m.
No wonder he was so bloody tired.
He switched off the lamp and made his way to the stairs. Just as he reached the loft, he heard a loud pounding on his door.
Knowing it could only be Buffy or one of the others, he cursed under his breath before going back downstairs to open the door.
"I’m coming stop beating on the bloody door."
He opened the door to find Buffy waiting impatiently on the other side.
Concern laced his voice as he stepped aside to let her pass. "Buffy, has something happened? Trouble on patrol?"
Buffy sat down on the couch, smiled and patted the cushion next to her.
Giles did as requested and sat next to her.
He could smell her perfume and almost ached to touch the skin exposed by the short, plunging sundress she wore. Her legs were bare and he could see large portions of thigh.
So lost in her attributes was he, that he was unaware she had spoken until her hand moved back and forth in front of his eyes.
"Earth to Giles. Hey…you in there Watcherman?"
He jerked his eyes back to her face and felt the colour rising in his cheeks.
Giles didn’t know what to say to the knowing grin on Buffy’s face.
"Buffy…I…I’m sorry…I don’t …I was researching…no, I mean earlier…I wasn’t…rather I was…I mean…I’m rather tired."
He ran a hand across his heated face and cleared his throat.
"Was there actually a reason you stopped by?"
Buffy smiled and shook her head. "I think I should show you instead. It would be so much easier."
With that said, she stood up and knelt in front of him.
She inched up until her hands rested on his denim-clad knees.
Giles jumped in surprise as Buffy touched him. His breath caught and his jeans began to become a little too tight.
"Buffy…what are you…I don’t…."
Buffy stopped his nervous ramble with her lips crushing his in a passionate kiss.
Giles was so stunned; it was several seconds before he responded.
Her tongue begged entry and he opened his mouth to receive her warmth. She licked her way along his teeth before fondling his tongue with her own.
Her hands ran up the length of his hard body and ended palms flat against his chest as she pushed him further back into the couch. She rose up in her knees, wedging her body between his legs and bringing her hands around his back, sliding down to grab his butt and pull herself closer, pressing herself against his groin.
He moaned into her mouth.
She finally broke the kiss and took Giles’ hands in her own. She looked in to his eyes as she placed his hands on the cushions on either side of him.
Breathless, he looked in askance at her.
She leaned over and nibbled at his neck whispering throatily between nips, "No touching, Giles. This is just for you. I’ve wanted to do this for so long. I can’t wait anymore."
She pulled back and begged another deep wet kiss.
Giles was in a daze, not knowing how to react to what was happening. He had loved her for so long…he simply didn’t have the ability to exercise common sense and call a halt so they could talk about what this meant. He would simply take what she offered and worry about the rest later.
When she pulled back, both were panting.
She moved her hands from his and ran them up and down the cotton fabric covering his chest.
"As much as I like the shirt Giles, it’s really pissing me off right about now."
She put both hands to the button line and tore it open, sending buttons in all directions as she shoved the remnants down his shoulders.
"Buffy! That was my fav…Oh lord!" His thought derailed as her tongue swirled around his left nipple before she caught it in her mouth and sucked, then bit, marking him.
He threw his head back and involuntarily closed his eyes, concentrating on breathing. Anything but the incredible sensations that went straight to his groin.
Buffy smiled as she continued to lav and suck on his hardened nipple.
"That was your ‘what’ Giles?" She asked playfully.
Her only response was a long low impassioned growl.
She gave the other equal attention as her hands spread out, needing to touch his firmly muscled chest.
She licked her way back up his neck and slowly, ever so slowly down his chest, until she was halted by the barrier of denim.
Giles was covered with a thin sheen of sweat, his heart beating rapidly.
His jeans were now painfully constricting.
His knuckles were white from clutching the cushion to keep from touching her.
He felt a feather light touch on his cheek and he opened fevered eyes to see Buffy watching him.
"Bu..ffy…"
Her eyes were intense as she reached out to undo buttons one by one on his jeans.
She reached in and massaged the hardened flesh, causing a strangled cry to escape his lips.
She slid her hands around his hips, pulling him towards her.
He arched in response to her touch and she pulled down his jeans and boxers.
She starred in awe and the incredible sight in front of her.
"Mmmm, Giles, that looks good enough to eat."
She looked back up at him as a wicked grin graced her features.
"I think I will…."
And engulfed him to the root.
Giles bucked and cried out in ecstasy.
Buffy let all but the tip slip from her mouth and sucked hard as she fondled his heavy sacs.
Giles was taking huge gulps of air, trying to keep control.
He no longer could.
His hands slid into her hair.
"Harder, Buffy…mmmm…har…der…"
She licked and nipped all along the crown before complying by taking him again into her mouth and sucking hard, applying more pressure to the tightening sacs.
He was thrusting into her mouth, unable to stop himself.
"Buffy…I’m…so …close…Buuuffffyyy….."
Suddenly, there was nothing but the alarm clock blaring in his ear.
He turned to the offending object and threw it across the room with a savage growl.