Who, What, Why, Where, When?

CHAPTER 12

He had finally agreed to make her a pepperoni pizza and she had snuggled on the sofa under a throw while he finished the preparations in the kitchen. She had started to relax to the point of sleep when he came back with a plate of pizza and some salad.

He snuggled under the throw with her and fed her a slice of pizza. "You've got to keep your strength up" he said with mock seriousness.

"Yes mom" she mumbled around the hot pizza. After four slices she put her hand over herth ath and finished chewing before she managed to speak. "Enough" she said and reached over for her juice. "You should eat some too" she said and pulled the salad plate nearer to her so she could nibble while he finished the pizza.

When he lifted both plates to take them back to the kitchen he sighed in dismay. "What?" she asked him.

"You are having a deleterious effect on my wardrobe young lady. We will have to go out and get you some clothes from the dorm tomorrow" utteutted as he gently mopped up some pizza sauce from the front of the white shirt she had put on to come downstairs.

She stood up and followed him into the kitchen, unbuttoning the shirt. "If we wash this tonight it will be clean for tomorrow and we won’t have to leave the house!" He turned from the sink to see her standing naked, again, and holding the scrunched up shirt out to him.

He leaned back and folded his arms, shaking his head. "I have plans for tomorrow and they include taking you out" he said, moving to hold her in his arms. "For which you should really be wearing clothes" he mumbled into her hair. After a moment she pulled back and looked up into his face. "Preferably your own clothes" he added as an afterthought.

"What plans?" she asked as she headed back towards the stairs.

"You'll find out in the morning!" he said putting out the light in the kitchen as he followed her.

As Willow snuggled back under the duvet she yawned. "I'm sorry" she said sleepily as he put his arms round her and pulled her closer.

"What for now?" he asked, kissing her forehead.


"I wanted our first time to be special but I made a bit of a mess of it didn't I?" she said in a small voice.

"Darling, how couldightight be anything but perfect when it ends with you in my arms?" he asked gently. She held on to him a little tighter. "You worry too much and put too much pressure on yourself when you should just be enjoying life and not analysing everything"

"Talking about analysing stuff" she said as if she had just remembered something. "When you said that cute thing about the Scooby Gang yesterday you got it the wrong way round"

He pulled back from her and she turned to face him. "What are you talking about?" he asked with a quizzical smile.

"You said" she began, wakening up a little. "That you doubted that Fred and Daphne were celibate" she looked to him for confirmation and he nodded. "In the heat of the moment I forgot to tell you that I'm Velma!"

He now looked completely lost and shook his head, laughing. "I don’t even understand the answer, never mind the reference"

She sighed and sat up slightly, her voice taking on lecture mode. "The Scooby Gang reference is to a blonde girl who's a bit ditzy but hangs out with the clever blonde guy" she nodded at him. "Then there's the dark haired, clever girl who figures out the mysteries every week and the scruffy guy who's obsessed with food.

He put his hands up. "OK, I'm with you so far"

"Soooo" she finished with a flourish. "Buffy is Daphne, you're Fred, Xander is Shaggy and I'm Velma"

"But, if I understood the thematic currents running through the episodes I watched in the name of research" he could barely keep a straight face. "It is Fred and Daphne who are paired off, while Shaggy appears to have an unhealthy attachment to a dog and Velma is above such attachments?"

She nodded enthusiastically. "Wow you really got into it, didn't you?"

"Therefore" he continued in mock exasperation. "In our scenario you would have to be Daphne or we would have to take on the roles of Shaggy and Scooby which is more than I'm prepared to do, even for you"


She stared at him for a moment. "OK, I'm prepared to let you have some artistic license in this instance but don't ever mention this in front of Xander as he's very protective of his animated pop culture references!"

"Even the bloody 'cultural reference police' use unnecessary force in this colony!" he pronounced and grabbed for her.

"In which case you are assaulting a police officer!" she laughed and slid backwards to avoid his arms.

"Well I may be sent down for life for what I'm about to do next" he laughed as he faked one way and caught her dodging the other. "Perhaps you should read me my rights" he said huskily as he slid his body on top of hers and held her hands above her head.

"Just remain silent and get on with it" she laughed and kissed him before he could reply.

He laughed as he returned the kiss with interest then made his way down her throat to her breasts. She was squirming underneath him in a most interesting way and he smiled to himself as he continued to hold her hands away his his body.

His lips and tongue were reeking havoc on her nervous system again and she felt the familiar tightening in the muscles of her abdomen. He sucked one of her nipples into his mouth and she lifted her hips off the bed in an attempt to remind him where they were. Her hands were still held above her head and she was clenching and unclenching her fists in frustration at not being able to touch his body. She looked down at him as he sucked the other nipple to a hard peak and suddenly felt an overwhelming urge to be with this man for the rest of her life. In that moment she couldn't envisage not loving him with every fibre of her being. A small part of her mind detached itself from the physical pleasure centers and concentrated on the deepening love she had for him. She knew now that the sense of loss she had experienced before she recognised her true feelings for him would be magnified a hundred times if they were ever apart again. Despite the workout her heart was getting at the moment, she doubted it could stand the strain of not being in love with him and she never again wanted to know what it was like not to be loved by him. While she was pondering on the strength of her fngs ngs for him her body had taken it upon itself to show him exactly how she felt.


She suddenly stopped struggling and he looked up at her to see if she was OK. She gazed dat hat him with a look of sheer pleasure and desire on her face and felt his grip slacken as he looked deep into her eyes. When she felt his grip loosen enough she quickly brought her hands down and broke his grip on her wrists. With the element of surprise now on her side she pushed her hips to one side and rolled over, pushing him with her.

He had been dreamily thinking of which part of her body he would kiss next when he felt her relax her attempts to free her hands. He looked up to make sure he hadn't hurt her and gasped a little as he saw the raw sexual desire in her face. In that moment, he realised, for the first time, that the woman he was making love to was a completely different person from the young computer hacker he had lusted after. He had known her through all her years of growing up and becoming an adult but had never truly accepted the transformation until this precise moment. He wasn't an old man taking advantage of a young girl, as he had feared in the past. He knew with 100% certainty that she was a woman as separated from her younger self as he was from Ripper. Her constant ability to surprise him stemmed from this emergence from the cocoon of their time in Sunnydale High to the bright new world of the present.

He was still trying to come to terms with this blinding flash of clarity when he realised that he was on his back and being straddled by a gorgeous red head with mischief in her eyes.

"I want to spend the rest of my life with you" he said in a surprised voice, as if it had just occurred to him that this was possible.

She was a little shocked that his statement mirrored her thoughts almost exactly. "Just you try and get of of me!" she announced and bent down to kiss him. When she felt him start to wriggle underneath her she sat up again and pushed his hands away from her body. "This time we try it my way" she announced and grinned as she reached for a condom.

Her heart was beating like a bass drum as she fumbled with the packet. So much for the sophisticated sex kitten act, she thought ruefully as she desperately tried not to tremble as she rolled the condom onto him. She looked up to gauge his reaction when she had finished but his eyes were tightly shut and he was taking short, shallow breaths. She took this as a good sign and gently held the base of his erection as she raised her hips to just above it's tip. "Rupert" she said gently and waited for his eyes to open and focus on her. "I love you" she sighed as she gently lowered herself onto him.


His face softened briefly before his eyes scrunched up again and he got a look of extreme concentration on his face. "OK?" she gasped as she gently raised her hips before lowering herself again.

"Unghuu" he grunted as he placed handsands on her hips and held her steady for a moment. "Give me a second" he asked breathily and she grinned as she stopped her movements but clenched the muscles in her abdomen. He hissed in a breath and closed his eyes again. When he opened them he was still a little unfocussed but grinned up at her "Do that again and I may have to punish you"

She simply raised her eyebrows and looked questioningly at him as she pushed down to grind her clitoris against his ic bic bone. "Detention?" she asked in a husky voice as she started to move up and down more quickly.

"Corporal punishment" he ground out through clenched teeth. He decided that she had had her own way long enough and began to pump his hips up to meet hers, taking away some of the rhythm she had built up and momentarily putting her off balance. As she put her hand on his chest to steady herself she took the opportunity to pinch his nipple and was rewarded with a muffled cry and increased speed from him. She grinned and centered her thoughts on the possibilities suggested by his allusion to punishment.

He knew that he was nearly at the edge of his orgasm and moved one hand from her hips, placing two of his fingers between his pelvis and her clitoris. Her movement abruptly stopped and she gasped his name as he rubbed his fingers from her clitoris to vagina and back again. "Now" he begged quietly as hlt hlt her tense her inner muscles around him. He continued the movement of his hand and pushed his hips up to force his full length into her. He knew he was lost when she whimpered slightly and ground her hips even closer to him and he couldn't even gasp her name before his brain gave up all control and he lost himself in a mind blowing orgasm.

She had felt her own orgasm building slowly and was rubbing her nipples to help it along when she felt his hand between them and had to concentrate on remembering to breathe. She felt him push his hips hard and reach deep inside her just as the welcome tingliness started at the base of her spine. The next few seconds were awash with sensations, her skin suddenly blushing and the hairs on her arms standing up, her mouth becoming dry as she gasped for air, the urgent need to push down as he was pushing up into her. She was aware of his orgasm as he suddenly stopped moving beneath her seconds before her own robbed her of thought and the fireworks went off in her brain.


She was the first to recover and gently lifted herself off him, rolling to lie next to him on the bed. She gazed in wonderhis his sweat-slicked body and tried to remember what he looked like in tweed.

She gently placed her palm on his chest and was rewarded with a small whimper and one eye opening. "I think you may have irrevocably damaged several lower vertebrae and at least one major muscle group" he managed to gasp before trying to raise a hand to his face. "I may never walk again" he sighed dramatically as he put his hand over his eyes.

"It's all right for you" she replied huskily. "I won't be able to sit dfor for a week!" and she started to laugh.

He laughed as well and, amid many groans and muffled curses, finally managed to get up from the bed and move towards the bathroom. She heard the shower switch on and waited a couple of minutes before standing at the door and asking if he needed any help. She could hear him laugh again. "I think I can manage but you're welcome to join me if you want" he suggested.

"You are insatiable" she laughed. "I'll wait till you're finished" she added as she moved to the sink to gaze in the mirror. She realised that she felt different but couldn't put her finger on exactly what it was. She smiled at her reflection, and tried to recognise any changes from yesterday but she couldn’t see anything in the features to explain it. The blush on her face slowly faded as she continued to stare at herself and she jumped a little when he came up behind her and kissed her shoulder.

"Sorry" he murmured as he continued to kiss her neck. "I didn't mean to startle you. Is anything wrong?" he asked as he noticed her serious look.

"No, I'm fine" she nodded and gave up her introspective mood. "Are you OK?" she smiled at him.

"I feel more alive than I have in years and it's all thanks to you" he kissed her gently. "You have no idea how happy you make me feel" he continued as he stroked her hair away from her face.

"The feeling is mutual kind sir" she replied and headed for the shower. "I think I'll have a quick shower then I really do need to get some sleep" she said to him as she stood under the warm jets. "I haven't slept properly for weeks and it's all your fault!" she announced.


"I must have a doppelganger who's been keeping you busy in that case because I would have remembered keeping you awake at night myself" he suggested and she heard him drying himself.

"I've been dreaming about a night like this" she laughed and concentrated on her shower before turning the water off. "Although I have to admit the real thing is better fun" he handed her a towel and watched as she dried herself. "Is this part of the Watcher training?" she asked as she noticed his frank appraisal of her body. "Because I don’t ever remember Wesley doing this for any of us"

"He bloody well better not even have thought about it!" Giles laughed and turned to go into the bedroom. "Although I get the impression that he would have liked to try something similar with Cordelia but he didn’t have the guts to even admit it to himself"

"Listen to 'Mr Grab the Bull by the Horns'?" she laughed as she followed him to the bedroom. "You were hardly a role model for him since it took several major head traumas, innumerable bouts of unconsciousness and losing six years worth of memories before you finally realised that I was your Cordelia?"

He yawned and cuddled into her. "But I keep telling you" he whispered in her ear. "It was worth the wait"