Title: If My Heart Had Wings: 1
Author: Savage
Pairing: B/G
Rating: NC-17
Disclaimer: All belongs to Joss
Distribution: GilesRulesBaby, GilesNaughty anyone else please ask first.

Buffy laid quietly on her Watcher's couch. It was large, warm and comfortable. Much like its owner.The home was dark but lit by a few candles throughout as the rain pounded the roof peacefully,and thunder rolled across the heavens calming the Slayer's nerves.

She was alone. As always. As usual. Riley left a few days ago, much as Parker and even Angel had. No one ever stuck around.That was her life. Her destiny.To be cursed with no luck of ever having a happy home, life or even love.

While it wasn't that she missed Riley as much as she missed having someone to talk to, unload to...And who could comfort her when she needed it, it was that she wanted to be able to do the same for the one she loved and cared about.

However, due to her secret duty, yada, yada,yada...love was just simply not a choice. She had always felt there was something missing with Riley, Parker, even Angel. That there was someone out there that was her other half. Her missing link to her soul.

Yet, when they all left, it hurt her all the same. Her heart and soul...became empty and cold. (Was it so much to ask for? I have saved the world, night after night. Day after Fucking day! Why..why can't I just for once, just one time...be happy. To have someone love me as much as I do them? To be able to trust and talk to them, and not worry that I might get them killed. Why can't I just have a little slice of happiness and it last...)

At that moment, she heard the front door open. Yet, She was to weak and exhausted, much in part from that Feral Demon she wrestled with earlier that night, and the other, her own personal demons, to even sit up and see who it was.

She saw the tall figure that seemed to tower over her, standing at the end of the couch. Shoulders broad, chest wide, and waist narrow. He was perfectly porportioned. Perfectly, male. (And hopeful not a bad one, that i have to actually get up and kill.) He moved closer to her as the light flickered across his face.That warm, strong, handsome face that was always there for her. Always one to comfort her. His eyes smiled as he mumbled...

"Buffy?" His voice was low and full of concern. When he left earlier, the lights were on and so was the Telly. Now she laid there in the dark, on his couch, crying. (Damn blasted Bloak! I swear to God these boys she dates are so Bloody clueless! If they only knew what a jewel they had, and then let slip away...)

(Wow. It's Giles? Well, geez, sound shocked much? I mean, that tall, broad shoulder, yumminess of a man was...my Watcher.) She was stunned. And happy she didn't have to get up and kill him.

"I-I picked up the rocky road." (Why in God's name is she starring at me like that? Good lord, a man can only handle so much). He held up the half gallon of ice cream and chocolate syrup, trying to get a response from her.

(Oh! chocolate syrup! And rocky road? Aw, the things I could do with that and you...Ok. What?! This is Giles! My watcher. My, older, could be my father, but isnt,Watcher! Why do I have the sudden urge to pour that stuff all over his chest and lick him clean?)

Giles was really becoming quite concerned when a flash of shock and then a questioning frown crossed her face.

"Buffy?" He still sounded like his voice was laced with great concern for her as he now sat down next to her on the edge of the cousin. His thigh brushing hers as his knee rested at her side.Sending shivers up and down and throughout her body. (Shivers? Ok, Giles is giving me shivers now? Hello! What the hell is happening to me. Anybody?!)

"Buffy, please? I'm rather becoming quite concerned here luv."

Smiling, she laid her hand on his thigh. (Wow. Nice. Strong.Toned. So, getting me turned on here! What is going on with me? It's just Giles. Who just happens to care for me. Would die for me. Has done everything in his power to keep me safe and try to make me happy....Ok, but, still, shivers?)

"I'm ok Giles. Thanks."

He smiled warmly and patted her hand. Her hand that was very close to his hardening arousal for her. ( Good God woman.You're really testing my control tonight.)

"Good. Then, some Rocky?"

(His eyes and that smile. How come I never noticed them before? I don't think they're usually that dark? Or, his smile that bright and warm. Comforting. Supportive even.)

"Buffy?"

"Hmm?"

"Rocky?"

"Horror picture show?"

"What? I-I'm sorry?"

"You are?"

"Huh?"

"Your sorry?"

"I am?"

"Aren't you?"

"I don't know? Buffy, what are we talking about?"

"You said Rocky-"

"Oh. No, no I meant the ice cream Luv, not the, um, show. And how do you know about that anyway?"

"Giles, I'm, not - why?"

"W-w-w-well,I, uh,n,no reason. So, the ice cream?"

(Boy, he hasn't stuttered like that in a long time. I wonder what he's hiding?)

"Buffy, ice cream? Do you want some?"

(Oh, yes. Please. On you, all over - hey! What the hell was that?! You just had a naughty thought about Giles! No I did not! Yes you did! No I didnt! Actually, when you think about, you've had several in the last 2 minutes. So, explain that?!)

"Buffy?" (all right, now I'm really starting to worry. That stunned look on her face couldn't have been good!)

"Sorry. I was...um,well, what was the question again?"

"All right, that's it-" Giles stated as he sat the ice cream down on the coffee table along with the chocolate syrup.Then stood and gathered her in his arms.

"Giles?!"

"We are getting you to the ER Buffy!" He was heading to the door when she started squirming.

"What? Why? Giles, put me down!"

"No way sweetheart. That blasted boy has done something-"

Giles was cut off as Buffy put her hand out and prevented the door from opening.

"Buffy!" His voice was a low growl and full of warning, as his eyes grew even darker and almost, hungry like.

(Wow. Father's love my ass. If my father ever looked at me like that...)

"Buffy, please?" His voice was pleading now as a smile formed across her face.

"It's not Riley, Giles."

"It's not?"

She didn't think he could look any more in shock.

"No, it's not."

"Then, who? What?"

"You."

She was wrong...And he nearly dropped her to the floor as he leaned against the door.

"W-w-what? M-m-me? Me? M-me what?!"

Buffy chuckled as he stuttered.

"Your bothering me silly."

He downed a frown as she grimaced.

"Ok, that didn't come out right. I meant-"

"That your not upset any more about Riley?"

"No. I meant, I was, he was my friend. I cared for him but..."

"You didn't love him?"

"No, I Didn't."

"And yet you were crying--"

"Because I hurt him. I never meant to, and I did. Badly. And, also, Because I'm all alone again."

"Oh, Buffy. You were never alone."

"I know that now. When I saw you walk in and those beautiful eyes of yours, piercing through mine, deep into my soul, Giles, I never even felt half of that with Angel. I, I think that, maybe, you're who I've been waiting for all along."

He sighed heavily as her words echoed through his brain.Then the smile that beamed from his lips, showed how deeply touched he was. Slidding her down his body, her thigh brushed his hardening erection. His whole body was zinging with awarness. The way it always did when Buffy was near.

And how she loved his body. How hard and toned it was. Though he did nothing to emphasize his muscular bulk,the leisurely attempts at style managed it anyway. Always rolling his shirtsleeves up to his elbows to display his thick wrists and forearms. Even the look of his watch on his wrist, surrounded by dark crisps hair, seemed incredibly sexy and masculine. His shirt, which was open at the collar, allowed her full view of the hair peeking out from underneath. She laid her hands to his chest and felt his heart beating rapidly under her palms. Causing a smile to form across her lips. Lifting her head, she looked into his eyes, pleading for him to kiss her.

He blended their bodies together, from hips to shoulders, drawing her even closer. Her breasts, flattened against the hard wall of his chest. Her pelvis cradled in his, allowing her to be fully aware of his erection, which stole her breath away. His large hand opened on the small of her back, molding her closer still, until she could feel his every pulsing heartbeat in the most erotic way possible.

Bending his head, his mouth settled onto hers. His tongue slid over her lips, teasing her, causing a low, deep moan to flow into his open mouth when he finally slid his tongue into hers. Buffy tried to remain clam as the kiss grew hungrier. But,it was so delicious, that her breath came faster and her nipples tightened into hard tips. His tongue, damp and hot, stroked deeply into her mouth and over her own , tasting her, exploring her.While Buffy knotted her hands into his shirt and held on.

TBC