Chapter 2

… if we kissed?

Their lips were only mere inches apart from each other, gazes firmly locked and longing.

Slowly, but surely, Giles' gaze started to travel downwards, all the way until his eyes were fixated at her luscious lips. She slightly parted them, slowly licking her lips in a pure, teasing manner.

"Buffy", Giles started, his voice husky as it trailed off, it being caught in his throat as a lump had started to form there. He swallowed hard to get rid of the damn thing, but no luck yet.

His heart pounded heavily in his chest, it beating on a rather frantic pace.

Damn that woman for having such an effect on him, he usually wasn't anything like this – not at all! Damn her...

"Yes?", she oh so innocently asked him, playing with a strand of her blonde hair, teasing him yet again.

His eyes were immediately focusing back onto their original prey; her devouring eyes, but not before having a quick glimpse at her hair and fingers, which seemed to be quite busy with going through her hair, up and down, on a rather slow pace first, but then quickly sped the pace up.

He licked his lips in response.

"I, ehr, I – I can't stay."

Buffy silently nodded in response, her fingers now letting go off her hair.

She delicately placed her fingers on each side of his face, softly cupping it. Her fingers gently scraped down, touching the textures of his cheekbones. Giles swallowed hard as he couldn't help the fact that his eyes were once more inching downwards towards her lips.

"Buffy", he protested in a soft whisper as her delicate touching continued.

"Shh", she responded, placing one of her fingers, her index one, on his lips. He slowly closed his eyes, feeling how the warmth of her skin was making him blush in response.

Her finger was slowly, yet teasingly, removed from his lips, slipping down so that his lips slightly parted at her movement.

"Buffy", he once more said, warning, this time in barely a whisper at all.

His lips remained slightly parted, eyes firmly shut as he took her scent in and the absence of her fingers running softly and slowly down his face.

Just when he was about to open his eyes after a brief, silent moment, he felt her lips lightly brushing against his. Giles didn't even try to offer any resistance, knowing it would be futile, in fact, he kissed back without any hesitation.

Their kiss deepened, becoming a more passionate one as her tongue slipped inside. Being afraid of first touching her, and thus ruining the moment, he now eagerly placed one of his hands at the back of her skull, pushing her closer to him to deepen the kiss even further as his other hand cupped her cheek.

Buffy's hands were placed upon his chest, fingers digging into his vest, roaming his chest and feeling how his muscles twitched underneath her touch before suddenly pushing him backwards.

Their kiss was abruptly broken off, a small trail of saliva between them before disappearing into oblivion.

Giles, who was resting his weight now upon his hands and arms as he laid back, gave her a questionable look. Buffy simply grinned mischievously and approached him.

"Buffy," he slightly panted, out of breath because of their first-shared and intimate kiss, "What are you planning to do?"

She immediately straddled his lap without a warning and a rough moan escaped his throat when she did so. The devious grin grew even bigger when she felt a certain, small and restrained bulge in his trousers.

"My, my, Giles," she paused to give him an incredibly sensual, yet piercing glare, "I didn't know you felt this way about me."

A small chuckle escaped his lips, "You don't know everything about me, Buffy, there's still plenty more to discover".

She gave him an intrigued look.

"Yeah, I see," she buckled her hips softly against his – just once, though, "And I can't wait to find out more about you."

Once more, a moan escaped from his lips and he unconsciously threw his head backwards in response, eyes slightly shut.

"You're such a tease, Buffy", he said, opening his eyes again after a short moment.

"Hmm", she responded as she leaned in to press her lips against his. A small smirk appeared upon his face as he willingly allowed her tongue to trespass.

One of his hands inched towards the small of her back as he carefully leaned backwards, resting his head and back completely onto the cold and tiled floor. His other hand gently caressed her face, lightly stroking. Buffy's fingers were roughly, they appeared to be in such a haste, unbuttoning the zipper of his vest and the buttons of his shirt as her tongue hungrily explored his.

His hips buckled in response, desperately wanting, needing... her. She gave in at first, their hips meeting each other and buckling at the same pace, the same harmonious rhythm, but when she finally pried all the buttons loose, she stopped their unison of movements and got on her feet.

Giles, utterly confused and started to question her actions, simply gave her a look back. She smirked teasingly at him, but offered him her hand. He squinted his eyes ever so lightly, being suspicious of her act of giving in, but abruptly pulling back. He still took her offer, firmly determined that she was not playing nor acting now – or two could play this game.

But she wasn't.

She pulled him on his feet as well and her lips came immediately crashing down on his. Giles took a step backwards due to her sudden action, and with a little help of Buffy power, felt himself falling down onto the couch. His arms were raised in defense straightaway, but a small laughter was heard.

"Buffy..."

Her eyebrows slightly inched upwards, a smug smile visible on her face as she place her hands onto her hips.

"You tease", he sensually hissed through gritted teeth as she quite showed her figure off in this stance.

His eyes couldn't help but give her whole body a close inspection, a long glance-over. Nice long legs, all the way up to her hips. Her curvaceous breasts and her strong muscles. She had quite the athletic physic, and obviously, liked showing it off – especially to him, knowing damn well the influence it had.

He licked his lips yet again before staring her right back into the eyes again. The wonderful puddles that made his heart melt, yet, at the same time, made it burn in passion, lust, longing for her for quite some time now. Because of this affection for her, she always had a special place deep within his heart and always knew how to warm it once more – over and over again, and she never knew, was never aware of his feelings for her, until now.

It was starting to get damn obvious, though.

She sensually made her way to him, swaying her hips as she did so. He stared at the movements of her hips as she approached him until she stopped right in front of him. His gaze slowly started to move upwards, gliding across her body once more as his mouth was opening slightly. A smirk then appeared on his face, a content one, that was.

"Let me guess, I'm such a tease?", she said, cutting him off, even before he could speak.

He lifted one of his eyebrows, it being raised as the content smile turned into a playful one, "You take the words right out of my mouth".

"In that case...", her voice mysteriously trailed off when she abruptly pushed him further against the couch, and immediately took place on his lap, straddling it again.

Her face was only mere inches away from his, eyes piercing through his, making him swallow hard in fear. Acknowledging the fact that she had intimidated him, none liked a sassy and cheeky Watcher, and thus, overpowering him, she hastily and hungrily pressed her lips against his.

He was caught off guard, eyes slightly widened. Immediately, his hands were placed at the small of her back and her ass as he returned the deep, lustful kiss, allowing their tongues to share in an intimate duel. Her own hands travelled downwards, all the way until it reached his trousers. She rocked her hips against his for a couple of times, he spontaneously attempted to rock back and meet her steady rhythm as her hand started to caress his manhood through the semi-thick fabric of his pants, rubbing it with long, teasing strokes.

A suppressed groan was released.

"Buffy, don't," he hoarsely said, pausing, "You don't know what you're doing."

Giles then closed his eyes shut in pure pleasure as she'd undone his zipper and freed his arousal, stroking it on a slow pace. He threw his head back as multiple and a continuous stream of moans escaped.

"A little bit eager, aren't we?", she asked, more or less stating when she noticed some pre-cum sliding down her stroking hand and his erected shaft.

She then brought his hand up underneath her skirt, he directly noticed how wet her folds had become and that she was wearing completely nothing at all underneath said skirt. She bit onto her lower lip as he inserted his finger in her, fighting back the urge to moan out loud.

But his index finger had little time to explore her insides as she retrieved his finger and shifted her weight, so that she was now hovering right above his cock, it being a few inches removed from her entrance. She locked gazes with him, leaned forward and kissed him intensely as she lowered her body. He immediately slid smoothly and quickly inside of her, passing barriers as both groaned into the kiss. He was almost completely and very deep inside of her..

All of the sudden, Buffy woke up and sat straight up, breathing heavily and panting, sweat slowly flowing down her face.

Well...

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