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Chapter 18
This part is dedicated to SilenceInTime
Chapter 18
“Perhaps we should take this somewhere more private?”
Buffy agreed. The last thing she wanted was for Dawn or Willow to walk in on them. She crawled off of Giles, grabbed the clothing in her left h and and took one of his hands in her right, and slowly and sneakily led him up the stairs and into her bedroom. He quietly yet firmly shut the door behind him, and turned to her.
She threw the clothes on the floor as he pulled her to him, engaging in a long hard kiss. She could feel him pressed against her. After he broke the kiss, she whispered in his ear, “We need to get rid of the rest of these clothes, don’t you think?” He smiled at her, as she peeled off his shirt. They had both already been barefoot, so it was easy for him to slide her jeans down her legs. Buffy slowly unsnapped his jeans, and pulled them down his lean hips. He was so handsome, and in such good shape. Her breath caught as she released him from his white boxers, and held him in her hand.
“Ah, Buffy…” he groaned in a strangled breath. “Much more of that, and we won’t get very far.” She tilted her face up for another lingering kiss from him, and he pushed her back and down onto the bed. In quick fashion he dispensed with her panties, and then they were hot slick skin against skin. They both touched everywhere, felt everything, tasted each other, lost in love and sensations. Their bodies quivered and fireworks exploded as they joined and became one, with Buffy hoarsely whispering his name over and over in his ear, “Giles, Oh Giles, Giles…” It took all that was left in her to not scream his name at the top of her lungs, and he finally quieted her with his mouth on hers as they both reached their release.
They rested in each other’s arms, Buffy cradling him on her chest. Neither had ever felt more at peace, or more relaxed. “I wish we could stay like this forever, Giles.”
“Me too, love. Me too.” And then they slept.
A little while later Buffy awoke to hot breath on her chest. Giles was gazing at her breasts, and when he noticed that she had awakened, he cupped them in his hands and lightly teased the nipples.
“I never knew you were so into breasts, Giles” Buffy teased him.
“I’m not.” He answered. “I’m into you, Buffy. All of you. I love you here,” he said as he pressed his lips to her forehead, “and here” kissing her right temple, “and here” kissing her left temple, “and here” placing a kiss on the tip of her nose, “and here” he said breathlessly as he kissed her throat, “and yes, here” as he lightly tasted each nipple, “and down here” as he ran kisses down her stomach, “and most assuredly here,” as he found her very center.
She writhed beneath him, and he felt her clench and climax all around him. Then he rolled her on top of him, and she impaled herself onto his throbbing manhood. He lifted her up, and down, up, and down, up and down, faster and faster, until she grabbed the headboard and they both crashed into climax together again. She fell spent against him, both asleep in each other’s arms within moments.
* * *
“I can’t believe you were at Woodstock and I didn’t see you!” laughed Spike. “Because I would have remembered your ethereal beauty.” He quirked his eyebrows at her and grinned. Allison giggled into her hand.
Suddenly, Allison realized that the same song kept coming from behind the training room door. A coldness pierced her, and she stood up. “Something is wrong!” She ran to the door, with Spike at her heels. He reached the doorknob first and yanked it open. No sooner he he have the door ajar when a dart hit him in the bicep. “Bloody Hell!” he exclaimed in surprise, before falling to the ground. “What the…” and then he lost consciousness.
“Grab her!” shouted Quentin Travers to the men that surrounded her. She could barely see anything beyond their bodies crushing her in, tying her up.
“Why don’t we just give her the tranquilizer too boss?” asked one of the minions.
“Because it won’t work on her, idiot. Just do what I say, enough with the questions!” he growled. “Hurry up, let’s move. We have to get out of here now.” He led the men that held Deidra’s unconscious body out the back door and into a dark van parked in the alley. They locked Deidra, Spike, and Allison to a bench with chains hanging from the ceiling of the van. Deidra and Spike leaned against each other in their unconscious states. Allison knew they must have been poisoned with the paralyzing formula. Deidra could die from it, if not given the antidote soon. Spike would eventually recover. As a vampire, it would effect him differently and eventually wear off.
What a failure she was as a guardian! How could she have let this happen? She had been distracted, thinking of herself and enjoying the company and enchanted by the souled vampire. She had let her guard down, and now Deidra would pay for it. Perhaps the entire world would pay for her selfishness. Why hadn’t she insisted that they place protective wards on the Magic Box? What had they all been thinking about, to be so distracted and to let this happen? Allison burst into sobs as two men jumped into the van’s front and drove away into the night.
TBC
Chapter 18
“Perhaps we should take this somewhere more private?”
Buffy agreed. The last thing she wanted was for Dawn or Willow to walk in on them. She crawled off of Giles, grabbed the clothing in her left h and and took one of his hands in her right, and slowly and sneakily led him up the stairs and into her bedroom. He quietly yet firmly shut the door behind him, and turned to her.
She threw the clothes on the floor as he pulled her to him, engaging in a long hard kiss. She could feel him pressed against her. After he broke the kiss, she whispered in his ear, “We need to get rid of the rest of these clothes, don’t you think?” He smiled at her, as she peeled off his shirt. They had both already been barefoot, so it was easy for him to slide her jeans down her legs. Buffy slowly unsnapped his jeans, and pulled them down his lean hips. He was so handsome, and in such good shape. Her breath caught as she released him from his white boxers, and held him in her hand.
“Ah, Buffy…” he groaned in a strangled breath. “Much more of that, and we won’t get very far.” She tilted her face up for another lingering kiss from him, and he pushed her back and down onto the bed. In quick fashion he dispensed with her panties, and then they were hot slick skin against skin. They both touched everywhere, felt everything, tasted each other, lost in love and sensations. Their bodies quivered and fireworks exploded as they joined and became one, with Buffy hoarsely whispering his name over and over in his ear, “Giles, Oh Giles, Giles…” It took all that was left in her to not scream his name at the top of her lungs, and he finally quieted her with his mouth on hers as they both reached their release.
They rested in each other’s arms, Buffy cradling him on her chest. Neither had ever felt more at peace, or more relaxed. “I wish we could stay like this forever, Giles.”
“Me too, love. Me too.” And then they slept.
A little while later Buffy awoke to hot breath on her chest. Giles was gazing at her breasts, and when he noticed that she had awakened, he cupped them in his hands and lightly teased the nipples.
“I never knew you were so into breasts, Giles” Buffy teased him.
“I’m not.” He answered. “I’m into you, Buffy. All of you. I love you here,” he said as he pressed his lips to her forehead, “and here” kissing her right temple, “and here” kissing her left temple, “and here” placing a kiss on the tip of her nose, “and here” he said breathlessly as he kissed her throat, “and yes, here” as he lightly tasted each nipple, “and down here” as he ran kisses down her stomach, “and most assuredly here,” as he found her very center.
She writhed beneath him, and he felt her clench and climax all around him. Then he rolled her on top of him, and she impaled herself onto his throbbing manhood. He lifted her up, and down, up, and down, up and down, faster and faster, until she grabbed the headboard and they both crashed into climax together again. She fell spent against him, both asleep in each other’s arms within moments.
* * *
“I can’t believe you were at Woodstock and I didn’t see you!” laughed Spike. “Because I would have remembered your ethereal beauty.” He quirked his eyebrows at her and grinned. Allison giggled into her hand.
Suddenly, Allison realized that the same song kept coming from behind the training room door. A coldness pierced her, and she stood up. “Something is wrong!” She ran to the door, with Spike at her heels. He reached the doorknob first and yanked it open. No sooner he he have the door ajar when a dart hit him in the bicep. “Bloody Hell!” he exclaimed in surprise, before falling to the ground. “What the…” and then he lost consciousness.
“Grab her!” shouted Quentin Travers to the men that surrounded her. She could barely see anything beyond their bodies crushing her in, tying her up.
“Why don’t we just give her the tranquilizer too boss?” asked one of the minions.
“Because it won’t work on her, idiot. Just do what I say, enough with the questions!” he growled. “Hurry up, let’s move. We have to get out of here now.” He led the men that held Deidra’s unconscious body out the back door and into a dark van parked in the alley. They locked Deidra, Spike, and Allison to a bench with chains hanging from the ceiling of the van. Deidra and Spike leaned against each other in their unconscious states. Allison knew they must have been poisoned with the paralyzing formula. Deidra could die from it, if not given the antidote soon. Spike would eventually recover. As a vampire, it would effect him differently and eventually wear off.
What a failure she was as a guardian! How could she have let this happen? She had been distracted, thinking of herself and enjoying the company and enchanted by the souled vampire. She had let her guard down, and now Deidra would pay for it. Perhaps the entire world would pay for her selfishness. Why hadn’t she insisted that they place protective wards on the Magic Box? What had they all been thinking about, to be so distracted and to let this happen? Allison burst into sobs as two men jumped into the van’s front and drove away into the night.
TBC