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Chapter 8

The girls met up with the other half of the wedding party and headed for lunch at Low-country Bistro. Buffy enjoyed actually getting to spend time with her sister. They sat across from one another and shared some of their "non-slayer" memories with the group. Unsurprisingly those stories were few, so some Slayer ones got twerked a bit.

"And the whole town ended up with some weird laryngitis and couldn't speak for days."

"There was a gas leak and the school just... exploded!"

"After the ground survey, the town was evacuated. And just in time, too, because it sunk."

When they got back to the house, Dawn went to make sure everything was set for the dinner cruise that night. Willow, Buffy, Portia, and Alex decided to walk through the gardens back to the inn.

"And how did little Alexander Harris look in his tux?" Willow asked, ruffling the boy's hair.

"Dashing," he replied, causing the ladies to laugh.

"Better keep Willow away from him," Buffy warned. "She has a thing for a Harris in a tux."

Willow shook her head. "My one weakness. That and caffeine."

As they exited the garden and headed for the inn, something caught Buffy's attention. She turned her head and saw two horses trotting towards them. She stopped and watched as they got closer. The rest of the group now noticed as well. Soon Buffy was able to identify the two riders, Mandy and Giles. They stopped a few feet away from the group.

"Howdy, pardners!" Mandy greeted in her best southern accent which was still pretty terrible.

"Hey you," Willow smiled up at her wife.

"Aren't you going to say 'Howdy', too" Buffy asked coyly.

"Hardly."

"I wanna ride a horse, mum!"

Mandy looked to Portia. "Can he? He can ride with me."

Portia looked from her little boy, to the giant horse, and back again. His eyes were positively begging. "Oh, alright. Just be very, very careful with him. I've only got the one." Portia lifted Alex to sit up in front of Mandy. "You do everything Aunt Mandy tells you to, yeah?"

"Yeah." He waved to his mother and Mandy slowly walked the horse away.

"I think I am going to follow them. Just in case."

"In case what?" Buffy asked. "The horse needs slaying?"

"Now why did you have to go and say that?" Portia headed off in the direction of Mandy and Alex.

"I'm going to return Merlin here and I will meet up with you ladies if you don't mind?"

Buffy pet the horse's neck. "Can I go with you?"

Giles raised an eyebrow. "You want to go for a ride?" She nodded.

"You guys go ahead," Willow stated. "I'm gonna try a nap. I didn't get much sleep last night."

"Yes," Giles said, slight irritation in his voice. "I'm aware."

Willow gulped. "You are?"

"We do share a bedroom wall."

She blushed. "You heard all of that? Because Mistress of the Dark is only for special occasions!"

"Willow!" Buffy exclaimed.

"Thankfully," Giles started before either woman could continue, "I remembered to pack my noise canceling headphones. Or Andrew did, I should say."

"Where is Andrew?" Willow asked, eager to change the subject.

"He had gone with Amanda and I to the stables. He was helping brush one of the horses out when I left."

"At least he is finally relaxing," Willow said. "He has been on his phone or laptop since he got here. Sometimes both at once!"

"He is nothing if not diligent."

"Okay, Watcher-mine." Buffy made a face. "That was weird to say."

"It was strange to hear," Giles agreed.

"Where do I sit?"

"Probably best if you were behind me. Not sure I want you driving."

Buffy rolled her eyes. "Giles, I have learned to drive perfectly fine."

Giles saw Willow shaking her head over Buffy's shoulder. Buffy turned to see what he was looking at. Willow feigned an innocent look. "Okay! I'm going to go inside now. You two have fun and I will see you before dinner." She turned and hightailed it up the stairs and through the door.

Giles moved forward on the saddle as much as he could. He moved his foot from the stirrup for her to use and offered her a hand up. She easily pulled herself on to the horse. She removed her foot so he could take place once again. She wrapped her arms around his middle. "Settled?" She nodded and they were on their way.

He didn't head back to the stables right away. They wandered the grounds, passing Mandy and Alex (with Portia not far behind). They circled the pond and, with Buffy's okay, took off at a galloping pace around the property edge.

Knowing that Merlin was getting quite the work out, they stopped by a wooded area on the property for a rest. Giles and Buffy climbed off the horse. He got into one of the saddle bags and pulled out a blanket. Giles spread it out on the ground. He looked at Buffy, who was smirking. "What?"

"You planned this, didn't you?"

"Actually, I planned on reading." He pulled the book from the bag to illustrate. "I prefer your company." He put the book away. "However," he went to the other saddle bag and pulled out two waters and a bag of trail mix, "I'm not completely unprepared."

Buffy smiled and sat down on the blanket. Giles joined her, handing over a bottle of water. She took a sip, then laid back on the blanket. She tucked an arm under her head and stared up at the cloudless sky. "Near perfection," she sighed.

Giles fidgeted with his water bottle. "Near?"

"Should have brought wine, Giles." He remained silent. Buffy opened her eyes and angled her head to see him better. He was just staring off into the distance. "Hey, what's going on in that big brain of yours?" He looked down at the water in his hands. Buffy sat back up. "Giles?"

"What are we doing, Buffy?"

She moved closer to him and lay her hand on top of his. She waited for him to look at her. "Enjoying each others company."

"For how long?"

"Well, dinner is in four hours," she said with a grin.

"That isn't what I meant."

"I know what you meant," she responded, the smile slipping from her face. "I don't have an answer for that."

"Nor do I."

"I can tell you what I do know." She got onto her knees. "I know I missed you." She removed his hands from his lap. "I know I'm enjoying being here with you." She straddled him. "I know that when you kiss me, nothing else matters." She leaned in and they kissed slowly, passionately. She pulled back with her eyes still closed, forehead resting against his. "And I know there is no where else I would rather be right now."

"Even if its me you are here with?" he whispered, barely audible.

She held his face in her hands and forced him to look into her eyes. "Especially because it's you."

He reached his hand to the back of her head and kissed her hard. She responded in kind. Their tongues dueled, sliding against one another. Buffy pressed herself forward and he gently lay back, pulling her with him. His hands went to her hips. Giles grabbed her tightly as he moved his hips against hers.

Buffy moaned at the feel of his arousal against her. She shifted herself so that he was pressed against her own arousal. She continued to move against him. He growled and she broke the kiss, panting as she continued rubbing against him. They stared into each others eyes. Giles hands came up to cup her breasts. She tipped her head back and moaned as her twerked her nipples.

She sat up and moved herself down enough to reach his pants. He reached for her wrists to stop her, but she swatted his hands away. "Buffy -."

"Shh!" She popped open his button and undid the zipper.

"Buffy, maybe we should – Oh, Lord." All thought escaped him as she reached into his pants and took him in her hands. She stroked him a few times before releasing him. She started to remove his pants. He lifted his hips to help her. She pulled them just down to mid-thigh.

"I want you, Giles." Buffy said as she stood. She reached under her skirt and removed her panties. "Do you want me?" She dropped them to the side.

"God, yes," he moaned.

She smiled and got back onto her knees, holding herself over him. "So, what's the problem?"

"Should I go alphabetically? Christ, Buffy!" he called ad she moved so his tip was at her entrance. His hands went under her skirt to her thighs.

She chuckled. "If that will help."

"Are you sure about this?" he asked quietly, rubbing his thumbs on her thighs.

She leaned down and kissed him. He dug his fingers into her thighs to stop from thrusting into her. He didn't want to take the decision to go forward away from her. He didn't have long to wait. She held herself up with her hands on his chest and rolled her hips, taking him inside of her. They both groaned. Giles could feel her throbbing around him and it was intoxicating. He thrust up and she gasped.

She began moving. Slowly, at first, but soon picking up speed. Giles' hands went to her hips. He moved them up her sides and down her back. He noticed her breathing becoming uneven, along with her movements. He held her hips firmly in place and thrust up quick and hard into her. He felt her thigh muscles begin to jerk as he reached up under her skirt once again. He rubbed his thumb in small circles lightly over her clit. She gasped and bucked. He pressed slightly harder and she tightened around him, calling out. "Giles! God, Giles! Yes!" Unable to stand the tremors anymore, she collapsed on top of him.

He held her for a minute, stroking her hair and kissing the top of her head. She eventually looked up at him. She gave him a smile which he returned. Her eyes lit up. "How do you want me?" she asked with a smirk.

He ran his fingers over her cheek and brushed some hair behind her ear. "In every way," he said sweetly. She kissed him again. "But for now," he rolled her over. He wiggled his pants down a bit farther for better accessibility. She wrapped her legs around his waist as he entered her once more. "Christ," he muttered, burying himself inside as deeply as possible. He rested on his knees and lifted Buffy's hips up onto his thighs, her lower back lifted off the ground.

He thrust into her hard and fast. She gasped at the pleasurable pinch of pain and he hit against her. "Oh, god! Don't stop," she cried.

"Wouldn't... dream of it." He felt her start to spasm around him, bringing him dangerously close to finishing. "What should I, uh..."

"In, wanna feel – ah!" She cried out as she was brought to orgasm once again. Giles throbbed and jerked as he emptied himself inside her. They both breathed heavily as they recovered. He gently set her back on the ground as he sat back on his heels. "Oh, wow," she sighed.

"Indeed." He met her gaze and they both smiled. He laid next to her and pulled his pants up. Buffy straightened her skirt to cover herself up before curling into him. He wrapped an arm around her and kissed the top of her head as she laid an arm across his stomach. "Are you alright?" he asked her.

She giggled. "Very." She tilted her head to look up at him. She brushed her fingers along his jaw then kissed him. "You?"

"At the moment."

"Oh."

He ran his fingers through her hair. "What's wrong?" She said nothing, both unsure of how to continue and afraid of his answer. "Buffy?"

"Do..." she sighed. "Do you wish we hadn't?"

"No, I don't." He pulled back. "Do you?"

"No," she said as a matter of fact. "What do you think that means?"

At first, he didn't respond. He actually considered what it could mean for them. Then he remembered that what he thought didn't really matter. She was the one with a boyfriend. One she had just cheated on. Whatever happened next was up to her. She was the one with more to lose. Though, if he lost her again... "Why does it have to mean anything?"

Her brows knit together. "It didn't mean anything to you?"

"I didn't say that."

Buffy sat up. "You didn't say anything, Giles."

He sat up with his knees bent up. His arms were on top of his knees. "Buffy... the only thing I would change are your circumstances."

"Okay, well... we're on the same page then. She looked down to her hands in her lap. He reached over and placed his hand on top of hers. She looked up at him. He looked so concerned, worried. She couldn't help but smile. "I'm okay, Giles. Really." She squeezed his hand.

He squeezed back and gave a small smile. "Okay."

A sly smile crossed her face. Menacing, even. "Can we do that again?"

He chuckled. "Give me a minute."

She looked surprised. "Only a minute, huh? Giles the ste-," she cut herself off and made a face. "Okay, nevermind. Not going there."

"Probably for the best." Buffy lifted his hand and brought it to her lips. She kissed his fingertips and nipped at his thumb. "Evil temptress." A snorting sound pulled Giles from his thoughts, to the horse now directly behind him. "Should get him back."

"Merlin. The sorcerer. Interesting choice.

He stood and offered her his hand. She took it and pulled herself up. "How could I say no?" He stared into her eyes. She wondered if he was still talking about the horse. They kissed again. Slowly, sweetly, and then deeply, passionately. Merlin nudged Giles' shoulder, causing them to break their kiss. "All right, all right," he said, touching the horse's nose.

Buffy picked up her discarded underwear. After only a second long thought, she walked to Giles and placed them in his pocket. "You can keep those," she said with a wink.

"Not sure they will fit." He refolded the blanket and packed it away, along with the rest of their things. This time Buffy climbed on first, suddenly aware she had no undergarments on. Giles hopped on in front of her and they headed back to the stables.