Characters: Joss Story: Me The morning after. Giles does his best to distract Buffy from their check out time. Xander gets more than he wanted to hear.
The first thought Giles had when he slowly opened his eyes was that Buffy was gone and it had all been a beautiful dream. Then he saw her silhouetted against the rising sun on the balcony. Quietly he joined her wrapping himself in a terry robe. He encircled her with his arms and kissed her neck. "Good morning."
She leaned against him, enjoying the security his arms offered. "The best morning. I feel like everything's starting over gain. A clean slate."
"Past sins forgiven."
"Giles, I'm sorry for how I treated you when I was younger. I was so...," she struggled to find the words.
"Buffy let's not worry about things said in the past. It's like you said, a clean slate."
"Guess we should get ready to go," she turned to go back inside.
"Not yet, we have all the time in the world," he said, bringing his lips to hers.
Buffy was content to let him lead her back into the room, her arms around his neck. It was the work of a moment for them to be naked again as they tumbled onto the bed. They were less gentle this time, still seeking to give each other pleasure but wanting to achieve their own as well.
They had finished their lovemaking and lay sated in each other's arms. Giles couldn't stop stroking the soft skin he was privileged to touch. Buffy closed her eyes, trying to imprint this moment on her brain. Their idyll was ruined when "I Need a Hero" blasted from her cell phone. They groaned and Buffy rolled over to reach for her phone. "Leave it," Giles tightened his arms around her.
The song stopped and they both sighed in relief. Their relief was short lived though as it started again. She picked up the phone, "What?"
Giles could just hear Xander's voice over the phone, "Geeze Buff, don't bite my head off. I just got a call from the council. What's this about me being on some new advisory and oversight council?"
Buffy was finding it hard to concentrate on what Xander was saying since Giles had begun to kiss and nibble her neck and ear. "Council taken over by vamps. Buffy slay. You get promotion. Giles explain." She held the phone out to him but he shook his head. "Take it Giles. Take it! Don't be such a baby."
He took the phone from her shooting her his best pouting impersonation. "Yes Xander?"
Buffy smiled as he rolled onto his back resting his head on the head board. She crawled toward him, then bent down and sucked his semi-hard member into her mouth. She smiled around it when he gasped. He stopped speaking for a moment trying to keep himself from moaning into the phone. "Be home later. Explain then." He hung up the phone but not before Xander heard him moan Buffy's name.
He let Buffy continue to work, getting him hard and ready. He knew she was teasing him, but he would only give her the control for so long. Finally, deciding that she'd had the upper hand for long enough, he tangled his fingers into her hair and pulled her mouth away from his straining manhood.
"What?"
"I just wanted to kiss you." She believed him and moved up to press her lips to his. No sooner had they brushed their lips together then he rolled her onto her back. "Ha!"
"Cheater!"
"Vixen!"
She rolled her body against his, making him growl. "You're a bad, bad man."
"But you like it." He bit into her shoulder, a little harder than normal but Ripper wanted to play.
She parted her legs further, wrapping one of them around his back, opening herself even further to him. "Yeah I do."
There was no preamble then, no tender touches, arousing caresses, he just pushed into her as hard and as fast as he could, propping himself up to look into her eyes. She called out in a mix of pleasure and pain and he smiled. As her body began to writhe under him, he pinched her nipples hearing her moan his name in a pleasurable torment. He had pleasured her all night now he wanted his turn. Over and over he plowed into her knowing that the newness of doing it this way would be enough to bring about her orgasm. It did and he followed in spectacular fashion.
They lay catching their breath, basking in the wonderful post-coital afterglow. He felt utterly and contentedly well-shagged. She just glowed. Finally she slid from his arms and stood. "Now it really is time to go. Shower first, then coffee on the way out." She walked toward the bathroom knowing he was admiring the view. She looked over her shoulder at him, a smirk on her face, "Care to join me?"
"Good heavens woman, haven't you had enough?!" He wasn't sure he'd be able to go again.
She pointed to herself, "Slayer remember? Well, if you change your mind..."
Giles watched her disappear into the bathroom and heard the water come on. He wasn't sure he'd be able to get it up again. After all three times in one night was enough for any man, especially one of his...advanced years. He felt Ripper bristle at that. He was no old man, and what's more he was no fool. With a grunt he threw himself from the bed and stalked into the bathroom, shutting the door behind him.