Fred moaned softly when Rupert kissed her neck, telling her that he'd do whatever she wanted him to. "This is so unfair - you make it impossible for me to to ever stay upset with you," she complained, not that she was actually complaining. "I love you so much too."
She tilted her head to kiss him deeply before pulling back to look at him, her hand moving up to rub his stubbly cheek.
"You still need to pay for what you've done, though," she told him with a smirk. Reaching between them, she wrapped her hand around his cock, shifting herself back so he couldn't grab her and push into her. She stroked him, looking into his eyes as he became more and more aroused, hardening in her hand. When she felt him bucking against her, she stilled her motions, loosening her hold on him but not letting him go entirely.
"Tell me what you want, Rupert," she whispered, her voice low and husky.
Giles smirked, quite proud of himself, when Fred said she couldn't stay mad at him. He tried to ignore her when she mentioned that he still had to be paid back for what he'd done. All thoughts of her possible revenge flew out of his mind when her soft hand wrapped around his semi-hard cock
( ... )
Fred had to suppress a giggle when Rupert called her a minx - she seemed to remember him doing something similar to her, so it seemed that this was all fair play. However, at his groan, his plead to be inside her and his promise not to play anymore tricks on her, she felt herself aching with need.
"Come here," she said softly, pulling him down toward her.
As she kissed him deeply, she shifted herself on the counter, sliding her hips to the edge. Her hand tightened around his erection for a moment, causing him to throb slightly. She loved that she caused these reactions in him, and that he was in her life.
Guiding him into her, she let out a moan against his lips.
When Fred told him to come to her, Giles did without saying a word. He was very turned on and knew if he didn't come soon, he might die. He groaned into their kiss as Fred's grip tightened on him. And when she guided him into her warmth, he grasped and had to count to twenty, hoping he didn't come right away.
But Giles knew, between still being sensitive from before and Fred's teasing, he wasn't going to last very long. He wanted to make sure Fred was satisfied also so he reached between them and started to roughly rub her clitoris as he thrust into her. She was so tight and wet and warm and within a minute, Giles was groaning and spilling himself into her.
"Sorry, love," he whispered, trying to catch his breath. Giles thumb was still rubbing her hard nub and he bent down to suckle her nipples.
Fred whimpered when Rupert began rubbing her clit, causing her to buck up against him as she held onto the counter for dear life. He pounded into her several times as her body began to tighten, and then she felt his warmth flood her, sending a shudder through her body though she wasn't quite there yet herself
( ... )
When Monday morning came, Giles didn't want to go to work. He didn't want to face the board since he'd left Romania a day early. He knew they would be upset and uppity with him. Yet, he knew he had to go, especially since he'd only been there for a few days the week before. Plus, he knew would be meeting his wife for lunch later
( ... )
The morning had been busy in the lab. Martin had called in sick - although he swore up and down it wasn't the Mentac demon flu, just a cold - so Fred had been reviewing what he had done so far in the pathology work-up to see if there was anything she could do before he got back. She wasn't able to get far, though, as it seemed that everyone else had questions that needed answering or requests that had to be dealt with right then and there
( ... )
Giles continued to push his way through the crowd of people trying to get out of the building. He was about to turn the corner when the alarm went off and things seemed to go back to normal. He deeply sighed and went to the lab just as some of the workers were coming back in. "Where's Fred?" he asked one of them
( ... )
Groaning, Fred reached up to rub her head, her eyes still closed. Her head felt like one of her father's milking cows had gotten out of the paddock and run her over
( ... )
She could hear them outside. The Pyleans looking for escaped cows. Hiding in the back of the cave, she tried not to move or attract any attention. She thought things were supposed to be different now with a democratic societ and slavery banned, so why were they looking for cows? Why was she here? What was Ethan trying to do to her? Was this real? She couldn't tell
( ... )
Three hours seemed like a long time to Giles. He paced the foyer, jumping whenever he heard a car door outside. Willow finally got him to come into the parlour and sit down so Riley could explain to them what happened with Ethan. Giles didn't want to but he needed something to pass the time with before Buffy came
( ... )
She tilted her head to kiss him deeply before pulling back to look at him, her hand moving up to rub his stubbly cheek.
"You still need to pay for what you've done, though," she told him with a smirk. Reaching between them, she wrapped her hand around his cock, shifting herself back so he couldn't grab her and push into her. She stroked him, looking into his eyes as he became more and more aroused, hardening in her hand. When she felt him bucking against her, she stilled her motions, loosening her hold on him but not letting him go entirely.
"Tell me what you want, Rupert," she whispered, her voice low and husky.
Reply
Reply
"Come here," she said softly, pulling him down toward her.
As she kissed him deeply, she shifted herself on the counter, sliding her hips to the edge. Her hand tightened around his erection for a moment, causing him to throb slightly. She loved that she caused these reactions in him, and that he was in her life.
Guiding him into her, she let out a moan against his lips.
Reply
But Giles knew, between still being sensitive from before and Fred's teasing, he wasn't going to last very long. He wanted to make sure Fred was satisfied also so he reached between them and started to roughly rub her clitoris as he thrust into her. She was so tight and wet and warm and within a minute, Giles was groaning and spilling himself into her.
"Sorry, love," he whispered, trying to catch his breath. Giles thumb was still rubbing her hard nub and he bent down to suckle her nipples.
Reply
Reply
Reply
Reply
Reply
Reply
Reply
Reply
Reply
Leave a comment