Sweet Dreams
Wounded
Giles groaned as he sat on his couch, hugging his stomach tightly, his wounded searing with pain. Buffy looked at him. "I'm sorry Giles! This is all my fault! If I hadn't-" he cut her off, holding his hand up. "Buffy I am your Watcher, not a geriatric patient in need of constant care. It was my choice to go patrolling with you tonight." He grinned despite the pain and Buffy felt her heart leap unexpectedly at the boyish look on Giles' face. "I had more fun than I have in a long bloody while!" Buffy laughed despite the part of her that was freaking out that she'd found Giles attractive. "Glad to hear it Giles. You need some fun; I don't think you're getting enough, or any!" Their eyes met at the accidental innuendo. "You know…like the movies or a book about something other than demons. Not you know sex or something uh…because you're very old and it would be very, very gross!" She faded off at Giles' look. It was almost hurt. Then it changed and she could see Ripper shining through. He grabbed her wrist and pulled her roughly so that they were nose to nose. Her heart skipped and a flash of heat rushed down her body at his look. Giles growled. "Tell me again how old I am, and how utterly gross it would be." Buffy swallowed, licking her lips. "Very old…and very," she leaned closer and Giles took his grip off her wrist to cup her face, "very," her eyes dropped closed and she could feel his breath on her lips, could practically hear his heartbeat, "gross." She finished as Giles closed the gap and pressed his mouth against her own.
She moaned and Giles took the opportunity to side his tongue into her partially opened mouth. Buffy gasped and then kissed back passionately. She slid from her awkward standing angle onto his lap. He tangled a hand in to her long blonde hair and she wrapped her arms around his neck. He nibbled her bottom lip and Buffy whimpered in pleasure. She'd never had anyone kiss her like this. His mouth was warm and giving, but full of desire. His kiss was both tender and rough, the perfect balance of love and lust. She stripped off his shirt, popping buttons in the process. She was half crazed with desire for this man. She'd never been with a man before. She'd been with a monster, an animal, and a boy, but never a man. She could feel his chest hair and she tangled her fingers in it. God she need him like she'd never needed anyone before in he life. She ground herself on the erection she could feel through his jeans and, boy was she surprised! "It should be illegal to hide this body under tweed." Giles laughed and the vibrations from it almost brought Buffy at that very instant and she ground into him harder. Giles hissed, his pain outweighing the immense pleasure he was feeling. The sound sobered Buffy like a bucket of cold water. "Oh my God Giles, I'm so sorry! I forgot!" She slid off his lap to look at his wound. She sat on her knees in front of him and Giles clenched his teeth at the position they were in. She, however, was completely focused on his wound. "That demon got a big slice of you Giles!" However Ripper still wanted to play. "Don't be jealous. I've got a bigger piece for you…" he growled at her. Buffy glanced up at him. "I'm not about to do anything while you're hurt, so drop the innuendo. And secondly, did you just ask me if I was jealous of a demon that could have killed the man I lo- care about?" Giles looked down at her and felt instantly ashamed, what was wrong with him? He was turning into Spike! "I'm sorry Buffy. It seems you bring out a different side of me than expected. I'm sorry my dear, forgive me?" Buffy looked at him and almost jumped back on him. "Always." She stretched up and kissed him heatedly, her hands running up his thighs. "So how bad will this wound be tomorrow?" she asked him coyly. Giles growled. "Bugger that!" He pulled her onto the couth and was instantly laying on top her.
Buffy sat up abruptly. "Oh God no! Please no!" Across town Giles moaned in his sleep. "Buffy…" Suddenly his breath caught and his eyes snapped open. He blinked, catching his breath. Just as he thought he was going to be alright, the dream came rushing back to him. "Oh good Lord!"