Double date - chap 3

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After more silent walk...

"Giles," Buffy probed.

"hm?" he hummed absently without looking at her and kicking
one little stone on the pavement.

"She is a very pretty woman, isn't she?..." she turned her head
to look at him, "Christina, I mean."

He turned his face to her and Buffy's gaze dropped to her hands,
fidgeting with one another.

"I... I suppose."

"And attractive?" she insisted still not looking at him.

"...one could say so." He watched her while still walking, "may I
ask why you're asking me this?" his eyebrows slightly raised and
his hands were in his pockets.

"I guess I was just wondering why you blew her away."

"Buffy... to bring someone into my life is not that simple as it
could appear. Not many people are willing to take the risks and accept
or understand my duties. My life is committed to save the world on an
almost daily bases as you well know."

"I know, you made an oath to the Council."

"An oath that became invalid at the moment I was fired. So, from that
moment on, I no longer serve the Council and the commitment I made to
you after that was purely my own."

"You must stake yourself everyday for making that decision." Buffy
said in a small voice and bit the corner of her lower lip afraid of
his answer.

"You know well that this is not the truth," he pointed dryly.

"Sometimes I do," she confessed. "Sometimes I'm not sure."

"Like now?" he quizzed, uncertain of how her insecurity had been
trigged.

"I guess so..." she said quietly.

Giles was confused as to what could have caused her to be unsure of his loyalty
towards her. Going back to England had never crossed his mind since he
first met her years ago. They had been training frequently and there
was no gap in their relationship. He hoped she would overcome this
insecurity.

They finally reached his door; Giles immediately retrieved his keys
and unlocked it. He opened it and turned to Buffy to thank her for the
help at the cafe.

However, nothing could have prepared him for what would come next. In
a swift and impulsive movement, Buffy propped herself on the tip of
her toes and, pulling Giles down by his neck, she placed a kiss on his
mouth; holding her lips to his for a few seconds before releasing him.
Her eyes watched his face attentively.

Her Watcher was pale and an astonished expression hung on his face.
His mouth gaped and his voice wouldn't come out.

"Oh God! Oh God! What have I done?" Buffy said. "You don't like me
that way. Do you?" She asked already drawing her conclusion.

He didn't voice his answer but she could read in his expression an
agreement with her suspicions.

"I need to go." She said hurriedly turning on her heels.

"Buffy?" He said in a lower voice. "Please wait."

She turned back to him, searching his face for a sign of any romantic
acceptance; there was none. She felt so embarrassed.

However his eyes were full of understanding and sympathy, "I think we
should talk over this for a moment." He opened the door wider and
waited patiently for her to cross the threshold.

He closed the door behind her and motioned for her to sit at the
couch. He placed his coat on the coat hanger by the door and lingered
on the thought of making some tea, but ended up deciding against it.

He pulled the coffee table closer to the couch and sat on it, across
from her. She noticed how he had deliberately avoided sitting on the
couch next to her. Her eyes were fixed on her hands and she wished she
could disappear or take back her actions.

Her voice came out firstly, softly, "do you love me as a daughter?"

"Buffy, I wouldn't say that my love for you is of a father to a
daughter," his voice was calm, "however, the thought of engaging in
a romantic relationship with you never crossed my mind before
either." He added.

His legs were planted by each side of hers and he leaned slightly
forward trying to reassure her but Buffy shrugged even more at hearing
his words.

"I'm confused," she confessed.

"Buffy, I won't leave you. It doesn't matter the nature of our
relationship. I made my choice and I wouldn't wish any different.
I'm loyal to you and nothing is going to change this. I serve you. I
will forever guard you with my own life." He searched for her gaze.

"Tonight, you wanted her." She said referring to Christina.

"Buffy, I am a man, above all. I have desire and needs like any other
man. It's been such a long time since I..." he trailed off,
stretching his upper body and running his fingers through his hair.

"It does not mean in the slightest that I'll break my commitment to
you," he finished.

"It's been a long time for me as well," she said finally meeting
his eyes.

He gulped and tried to prevent the images of Buffy making love to
someone from running in his mind.

A silence stretched between them.

"You know..." Buffy started, "I'm not confused about the kiss. I
didn't do it for being afraid that you would leave me."

He stared at her silently.

"I want you... as a man," she said bluntly. "I don't know how
permanent this feeling is; maybe it's just for tonight. That's where
my confusion lays, I guess."

"I just," she continued hesitantly, "don't want to freak you
out."

He just kept staring at her, motionless.

"Do you think we click?" she asked more innocently that you would
assume.

"I, I, honestly wouldn't know." He said in a haze as his mind
wondered over the question uncontrollably.

"How did you feel about the kiss?" Buffy asked.

"I... I was caught by surprise. I don't know how it felt, I
believe." He scratched his head in a confused gesture.

"Giles, what about I kiss you again now just to know how we feel
together?"

Giles couldn't say a word, his brain apparently suffering from overload
of information. However, he didn't shy away when Buffy started to
move forward on the couch, getting closer to him.

She inched her arms forward and her hands reached his glasses,
removing them. She folded the legs and placed it by his side on the
coffee table. Her eyes watched his and his watched her movements.

She placed one hand on his thigh and he shivered. Her other hand
followed caressing the nape of his neck lightly. Giles didn't retreat
and his eyes dropped to her mouth when she started to lean in, in
search of his lips.

She kissed him tenderly and softly. Her lips felt full and warm against his
but soon she was gone.

Now she looked at him, with a serene yet stern expression on her face.
Her gaze laid deeply into his eyes while she waited. At that moment he
realised that the unfold of the night's event would depend on him.

xxx

Will Giles' reaction be a positive one? Or a negative one? What
did he feel about their kiss?

xxx

A/N: Hiiiiiii guys! How are you all doing? I'm doing fine myself. I've been
quite busy with RL the week, so I didn't get to reply the c02's reviews.
I feel bad for not having time for it since it's one of my favourite parts of writing.
However I did focused my energies on writing one more chap! :)

I'm trying a different thing in this fic, and I hope you guys don't mind or
even enjoy it. All the B/G fics that I've wrote before,
Giles is always the one to be in love with Buffy for quite a while.
Therefore, I wanted to try something different, as you probably noticed.

Please let me know you thoughts, positive or negatives. :)

I also apologise for this chap not being the SMUT one YET as I had promised.

It will come IF Giles decides to go for it, obviously. Since, I haven't
started writing the next chap everything is possible. ;)

xoxo

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