Heart of the First (5/5)
Lucian returns to have a final discussion with Buffy and Giles.
This chapter is rated FRAO.
Chapter Five
It was Saturday afternoon and Giles was driving down the road that led to Council Headquarters. It was a fairly sunny day and the fact that Buffy’s hand was on his thigh, her fingers rubbing indistinct shapes against his jeans, only made the day better. Braden had gone with Lucas to his drum lesson…and Giles was certain that his two oldest children would be able to talk Joyce into a trip for ice cream afterwards. Haddie and Lucas were spending the afternoon with Willow and Oz…they enjoyed their playdates with Maria and Jake.
He stopped for a red light and looked at Buffy. “You do realize that if you don’t stop that, we’ll be late for our meeting.”
Buffy grinned, but stopped her wandering fingers. “Wouldn’t want that now, would we?”
He chuckled, placing his hand over hers as the light turned green. “No. No, we wouldn’t.”
* * *
“Oh, I meant to tell you…Anya called this morning while you were in the shower.” Buffy stated as they stepped out of the elevator, hand in hand.
“Oh? Was there a problem?” He asked, shoving his right hand into his pocket in search of his keys.
She smiled and looked up at him. “If there was a problem, I wouldn’t have forgotten to tell you about it.”
He laughed gently, pulling his keys out as they rounded the corner. “Fair enough. What did she want?”
“Well…” She stroked the back of his hand with her thumb. “I think she wanted to tell me every single detail of what happened yesterday when she went home. But, she settled for saying ‘thanks’.”
He shook his head in amusement, stopping in front of his office door and slipping the key into the lock. “How glad am I that you answered the phone and not me?”
When she hesitated in following him into the office, he met her eyes and tilted his head slightly. “Buffy?”
She glanced into the office behind him and bit her bottom lip. “He’ll be here soon. Lucian, I mean.”
He stepped back to her and nodded, trailing the fingers of his right hand down her soft cheek. “Yes, he will.”
“And…then we’re going to talk to him. And he’ll do some mojo thing and then we’ll have sex…you and me, not me and Lucian…”
Giles chuckled softly. “I should hope not you and Lucian.”
She continued quickly, her words rambling somewhat. “And then we’re going to have a baby. A baby we didn’t think we’d ever have. And - ”
He cut her off with a kiss, a slow and warm kiss that was a promise of much more to come at a later time. As he pulled back, he smiled and combed his fingers through her hair.
“I love you, Buffy.”
“I love you too.” She whispered softly.
“Are you sure that you want to have another baby? We can tell him no…we can - ”
She shook her head and gripped the front of his shirt. “No, I want this, Giles. I’m just…I don’t know…I’m just…”
“Scared?” He asked in a soft whisper, sighing as she gave him a slow nod. “So am I, love. But would you love this baby any less than Braden, Lucas, Haddie, or Evan?”
“No.” She answered without hesitation. “No, of course not.”
“And neither would I.” He took a step backwards into the office, smiling as she followed him this time. “We can do this. And I’m terrified…just as I was with each of the pregnancies. But, I do want this…I want to have another baby with you. I want it all, Buffy.”
“All?”
“Yes.” He nodded slowly, continuing his backwards motion into the room. “I want to protect you and the baby for the first month. I want to go with you to the ultrasounds and sonograms. I want to watch our child grow…feel him or her kick me in the side while we sleep. I want to hear you scream obscenities at me while you’re in labour. And…I want to hold the baby as our other children come into the room to meet their new brother or sister. I want everything…”
“God, I love you.” She whispered emotionally as she wrapped her arms around him, resting her cheek against his chest. “And I can’t wait to see you with a newborn in your arms again.”
“Ah, does this mean that you’ve made a decision?” A deep voice came from the doorway.
Startled, Buffy turned and immediately moved into her fighting stance. She relaxed when she met Lucian’s smiling eyes.
“You know, it’s probably not the smartest thing to sneak up on a Slayer…”
Lucian chuckled as he stepped further into the room and leaned against the conference table. “Very true. A mistake I prefer not to make. I had intended to announce my arrival, but…hearing the tailend of your conversation…”
Giles smiled softly as Buffy leaned back against his chest. “We do have some questions before we give our final answer.”
Lucian gave a quick nod. “Of course.”
Giles gestured to the chairs surrounding the table and cleared his throat. “Please, have a seat.”
Once the three of them had taken a seat at the table and Giles felt Buffy’s hand on his thigh, he took a deep breath.
“My main concern is the health of my wife.”
Lucian’s brow furrowed as he folded his hands on top of the table. “There are no health issues, Mr. Giles. That is…nothing that would be considered abnormal. This would merely be a temporary restoration of her reproductive system. The child would be conceived in a normal manner…”
“No magick hangover or demony aspect for the baby?” Buffy asked nervously.
“No, not at all.” Lucian offered her a gentle smile. “The only magick that would be used would dissipate quickly. It’s only there long enough to kickstart your system. As for demonic aspects…there would be nothing demonic about the process or the child.”
“And the battle?” Buffy asked quickly. “You’re sure that he or she won’t be physically involved in the battle?”
“I had a feeling that you would ask that question.” Lucian responded, slipping his hand under his jacket and pulling a document from the inner pocket. Handing it to Buffy, he glanced at Giles. “This should help give you the answers you need.”
Buffy took the paper and leaned into Giles as she scanned the page. “Um…what language is this?”
“Greek mainly.” Giles answered. “Ancient Greek…”
Lucian nodded slowly. “I can have it translated…”
“No, that isn’t necessary.” Giles shook his head as he read the page. “This states that the fifth is the motivation.”
Lucian smiled. Buffy looked up at him and furrowed her brow.
“Motivation? For what?”
“For Braden. Apparently, the fifth child is the reason that the Protector decides to embark on his journey.” Giles replied, lifting his eyes to Lucian.
Lucian nodded again, his eyes sparkling. “Yes…the fifth holds a special place in the first’s heart.”
“Braden is very close to both of his brothers and his sister.” Buffy stated without hesitation.
“Yes, he is. In fact, it has been told that the second is the first’s strength. The third is his loyalty. The fourth is his warmth. But he will have a unique bond with the fifth. The fifth is his heart…and he would never do anything to put the fifth child into danger.” Lucian leaned back and smiled brightly. “And that includes making sure that the child is safe when the Protector’s journey begins.”
When Buffy and Giles looked at each other, Lucian breathed a sigh of relief. He watched them as they moved through their silent discussion. When they both turned to look at him, he smiled.
“So…what do we do?” Buffy asked as Giles laced their fingers together.
“Well, you give me permission…and I go back to my office and do what I need to do. The only thing that is required from the two of you after your approval is…well…”
Buffy smiled as Lucian blushed lightly. “Try to make a baby?”
“Yes.” Lucian replied, coughing lightly. “The, um…restoration is temporary, as I said earlier. You’ll have a week…so I suggest you commence as soon as you feel that the restoration is complete.”
“A week?” Giles asked, glancing at Buffy before showing his concern to Lucian. “What if…well, what if we’re unable to be successful within a week?”
Lucian smiled as he pushed his chair back and stood up. “I’m fairly certain you will be. However, if you’re not…I can always ask for an extension.”
He looked into Buffy’s eyes as he made his way to the door. “You’ll know when the procedure is complete. Should you have any questions…” He gestured to a coin he had left on the table top. “Use that to call me.”
Before Buffy or Giles had a chance to say anything else, Lucian turned and walked out of the office. Giles reached over and picked up the coin, turning it over in his hand as he took a deep breath. Buffy looked up at him and gently squeezed his hand.
“Hey…you okay?”
He met her eyes and closed his hand around the coin. Nodding slowly, a smile tugged at the corners of his mouth. “Yes…I rather think I am.”
She relaxed and returned his smile, leaning her head on his shoulder.
* * *
On the way home, and in the middle of a conversation about trading their current SUV for a slightly larger one, Buffy felt a tingle in her abdomen…much like the shock received by a person when sticking their tongue to a nine volt battery. Giles looked at her quickly when she abruptly stopped talking.
“Buffy?”
Buffy licked her lips and inhaled deeply. “It’s done.”
Giles smiled softly and took her hand in his. “Perhaps we can ask Joyce to watch the children tonight?”
“She’ll probably offer. She normally does after she spends the day with one or two of them.” Buffy answered softly. “Giles?”
“Hm?” He murmured as he turned onto their street.
“We’re going to have another baby.”
His smile grew as he looked at her and nodded. “Yes, we are.”
Buffy smiled brightly at him and exhaled slowly. “I think I just needed to say it out loud.”
He chuckled as he continued to their house.
* * *
The following morning found Buffy waking before the sun rose. She stretched her sore muscles and smiled as she heard Giles’ gentle snoring coming from her side. She rolled over and watched him sleep, her smile growing as she thought over the previous day’s events.
They had made love as soon as they’d returned home. They probably would have whether or not they were trying for a baby…when the children were out, they tended to take advantage of the empty house.
Joyce arrived with Braden and Lucas at the same time that Willow brought Haddie and Evan back. Just as Buffy had expected, Joyce asked to take the four of them out to a movie and then spend the night at her house. She didn’t question the fact that Buffy and Giles both agreed immediately.
After dinner, they had made love again…starting on the couch and ending up on the floor in the living room. He coaxed her into having a hot bath before actually going to bed. She hadn’t fallen pregnant, but he didn’t seem overly concerned. In fact, he had smiled and said that they’d just try again tomorrow.
And now it was tomorrow.
She reached out and ran her fingers through the soft hair on his chest. She smiled again as he murmured in his sleep, shifting a little closer to her. Keeping her eyes trained on his face, she lowered her mouth to his right nipple. When she saw his tongue dart out and wet his lips, she sucked harder at the nub.
When her teeth scraped against skin, his eyes fluttered open. His hands instantly found her…his right slipping under her and finding her bare hip as his left moved to the back of her head, holding her mouth against his chest.
“Christ…” He mumbled as she slipped her right leg between his so that she was straddling his thigh.
When his left hand moved to her shoulder, she lifted her head and smiled as she met his eyes. “Good morning.”
He returned her smile, sighing as she shifted until her knees were pressed onto the mattress on either side of his hips. “Mm…good morning. How do you feel?”
She bit her lip, her gaze focused on her fingers playing with his hardened nipple. “Honestly…like I felt right before we got pregnant with Evan.”
Giles nodded in understanding, his eyes closing as she raised her hips and guided his erection to her. He groaned as she took him inside, her warm, wet inner walls sliding along his thick shaft.
She smiled down at him as she rocked her hips against him. “Giles?”
“Mm?”
“Open your eyes, baby.” She whispered, waiting until he looked up at her before she continued. “That’s it…watch me…”
He licked his dry lips, his hands sliding up her thighs as he gazed at their union. “Dear God…”
He began matching her thrusts, his hands gripping her thighs tightly as his back arched. Buffy groaned and covered his hands with hers.
“That’s…yeah, that’s good, baby…just like that.” She cried as he continued to push her towards orgasm. “So hot…so…oh, God…Rupert…”
Giles felt her walls tighten around him and bucked his hips in response. “Buffy!”
Buffy gripped his hands, forcing her eyes to stay open. “God…you look so good under me…”
He was in no position to disagree. He didn’t know what he looked like underneath her, but he did know what it felt like to be underneath her. And it had been one of his favourite places to be since the first time she climbed on top of him. His eyes closed as he tried to maintain control…and thinking about her on top of him was doing nothing to help him achieve that.
She realized that he was dangerously close and was holding on until she came. She gave a quick shake of her head and leaned forward, placing her palms on his chest as she continued to ride him.
“Don’t hold out on me, Giles…” When his eyes snapped open, she moaned loudly…from the intense look in his eyes as well as the sensation of his cock inside of her. “God, come with me…don’t wait for me…please…”
“Buffy…love, I’m…I’m close…” He panted breathlessly.
“So am I…” She replied as her inner muscles began to quiver around him. “God, Rupert…I’m so close…”
“Yes…fuck, yeah…” He groaned loudly.
She smiled at the subtle change of his accent. Her smile faded as she gasped, her orgasm nearing its crest rapidly. Throwing her head back, she screamed his name. He quickened his pace, thrusting up into her in a nearly frenzied manner. Her name left his lips when he felt her fluids gush over him. With one last upwards thrust, he came deep within her…causing them both to give a cry of ecstasy.
She collapsed onto his chest, whimpering as his softening cock slipped from her. His hands moved to her back, gently rubbing her heated flesh as he fought to catch his breath.
Her lips pressed warm kisses against his chest before she lifted her head to look into his eyes. She smiled as their gazes met.
“You okay?”
He chuckled softly as he brushed the hair back from her face. “I prefer your wake-up call to the blaring of the alarm clock.”
She grinned and glanced at his lips. “I like it when your accent changes…”
“Do you?” He asked softly, his hands wandering over her body.
“Yeah…it’s - ”
She stopped suddenly, her eyes widening. His widened as well, and then began to glisten. His left hand quickly moved to her abdomen and stroked the skin softly.
“My God…” He whispered, struggling to keep his emotions in check.
“Giles?”
He looked into her watery eyes and smiled, his fingers still rubbing against her stomach. “We did it…we’re having another baby…”
She nodded slowly, moving to his side and into his arms. “God, I love you…I love you so much, Giles.”
His smile grew as he rolled her onto her back and leaned over her to kiss her lips. Her mouth opened immediately under his, allowing his tongue entry. She sighed into his mouth as he moved between her thighs, knowing that he was getting ready to perform what she had teasingly called ‘the ritual’.
She smiled warmly as he ended the kiss and moved down her body. She watched him as he lovingly kissed her stomach and whispered softly. She didn’t have to ask what he was saying, the words had been the same with each previous pregnancy.
She ran her fingers through his hair as he continued, grinning as she heard his promises to the baby that they had created. And after he finished ‘the ritual’, she’d tell him the sex of their child…if he wanted to know.
And then they could start arguing about names.
~ End
This chapter is rated FRAO.
Chapter Five
It was Saturday afternoon and Giles was driving down the road that led to Council Headquarters. It was a fairly sunny day and the fact that Buffy’s hand was on his thigh, her fingers rubbing indistinct shapes against his jeans, only made the day better. Braden had gone with Lucas to his drum lesson…and Giles was certain that his two oldest children would be able to talk Joyce into a trip for ice cream afterwards. Haddie and Lucas were spending the afternoon with Willow and Oz…they enjoyed their playdates with Maria and Jake.
He stopped for a red light and looked at Buffy. “You do realize that if you don’t stop that, we’ll be late for our meeting.”
Buffy grinned, but stopped her wandering fingers. “Wouldn’t want that now, would we?”
He chuckled, placing his hand over hers as the light turned green. “No. No, we wouldn’t.”
* * *
“Oh, I meant to tell you…Anya called this morning while you were in the shower.” Buffy stated as they stepped out of the elevator, hand in hand.
“Oh? Was there a problem?” He asked, shoving his right hand into his pocket in search of his keys.
She smiled and looked up at him. “If there was a problem, I wouldn’t have forgotten to tell you about it.”
He laughed gently, pulling his keys out as they rounded the corner. “Fair enough. What did she want?”
“Well…” She stroked the back of his hand with her thumb. “I think she wanted to tell me every single detail of what happened yesterday when she went home. But, she settled for saying ‘thanks’.”
He shook his head in amusement, stopping in front of his office door and slipping the key into the lock. “How glad am I that you answered the phone and not me?”
When she hesitated in following him into the office, he met her eyes and tilted his head slightly. “Buffy?”
She glanced into the office behind him and bit her bottom lip. “He’ll be here soon. Lucian, I mean.”
He stepped back to her and nodded, trailing the fingers of his right hand down her soft cheek. “Yes, he will.”
“And…then we’re going to talk to him. And he’ll do some mojo thing and then we’ll have sex…you and me, not me and Lucian…”
Giles chuckled softly. “I should hope not you and Lucian.”
She continued quickly, her words rambling somewhat. “And then we’re going to have a baby. A baby we didn’t think we’d ever have. And - ”
He cut her off with a kiss, a slow and warm kiss that was a promise of much more to come at a later time. As he pulled back, he smiled and combed his fingers through her hair.
“I love you, Buffy.”
“I love you too.” She whispered softly.
“Are you sure that you want to have another baby? We can tell him no…we can - ”
She shook her head and gripped the front of his shirt. “No, I want this, Giles. I’m just…I don’t know…I’m just…”
“Scared?” He asked in a soft whisper, sighing as she gave him a slow nod. “So am I, love. But would you love this baby any less than Braden, Lucas, Haddie, or Evan?”
“No.” She answered without hesitation. “No, of course not.”
“And neither would I.” He took a step backwards into the office, smiling as she followed him this time. “We can do this. And I’m terrified…just as I was with each of the pregnancies. But, I do want this…I want to have another baby with you. I want it all, Buffy.”
“All?”
“Yes.” He nodded slowly, continuing his backwards motion into the room. “I want to protect you and the baby for the first month. I want to go with you to the ultrasounds and sonograms. I want to watch our child grow…feel him or her kick me in the side while we sleep. I want to hear you scream obscenities at me while you’re in labour. And…I want to hold the baby as our other children come into the room to meet their new brother or sister. I want everything…”
“God, I love you.” She whispered emotionally as she wrapped her arms around him, resting her cheek against his chest. “And I can’t wait to see you with a newborn in your arms again.”
“Ah, does this mean that you’ve made a decision?” A deep voice came from the doorway.
Startled, Buffy turned and immediately moved into her fighting stance. She relaxed when she met Lucian’s smiling eyes.
“You know, it’s probably not the smartest thing to sneak up on a Slayer…”
Lucian chuckled as he stepped further into the room and leaned against the conference table. “Very true. A mistake I prefer not to make. I had intended to announce my arrival, but…hearing the tailend of your conversation…”
Giles smiled softly as Buffy leaned back against his chest. “We do have some questions before we give our final answer.”
Lucian gave a quick nod. “Of course.”
Giles gestured to the chairs surrounding the table and cleared his throat. “Please, have a seat.”
Once the three of them had taken a seat at the table and Giles felt Buffy’s hand on his thigh, he took a deep breath.
“My main concern is the health of my wife.”
Lucian’s brow furrowed as he folded his hands on top of the table. “There are no health issues, Mr. Giles. That is…nothing that would be considered abnormal. This would merely be a temporary restoration of her reproductive system. The child would be conceived in a normal manner…”
“No magick hangover or demony aspect for the baby?” Buffy asked nervously.
“No, not at all.” Lucian offered her a gentle smile. “The only magick that would be used would dissipate quickly. It’s only there long enough to kickstart your system. As for demonic aspects…there would be nothing demonic about the process or the child.”
“And the battle?” Buffy asked quickly. “You’re sure that he or she won’t be physically involved in the battle?”
“I had a feeling that you would ask that question.” Lucian responded, slipping his hand under his jacket and pulling a document from the inner pocket. Handing it to Buffy, he glanced at Giles. “This should help give you the answers you need.”
Buffy took the paper and leaned into Giles as she scanned the page. “Um…what language is this?”
“Greek mainly.” Giles answered. “Ancient Greek…”
Lucian nodded slowly. “I can have it translated…”
“No, that isn’t necessary.” Giles shook his head as he read the page. “This states that the fifth is the motivation.”
Lucian smiled. Buffy looked up at him and furrowed her brow.
“Motivation? For what?”
“For Braden. Apparently, the fifth child is the reason that the Protector decides to embark on his journey.” Giles replied, lifting his eyes to Lucian.
Lucian nodded again, his eyes sparkling. “Yes…the fifth holds a special place in the first’s heart.”
“Braden is very close to both of his brothers and his sister.” Buffy stated without hesitation.
“Yes, he is. In fact, it has been told that the second is the first’s strength. The third is his loyalty. The fourth is his warmth. But he will have a unique bond with the fifth. The fifth is his heart…and he would never do anything to put the fifth child into danger.” Lucian leaned back and smiled brightly. “And that includes making sure that the child is safe when the Protector’s journey begins.”
When Buffy and Giles looked at each other, Lucian breathed a sigh of relief. He watched them as they moved through their silent discussion. When they both turned to look at him, he smiled.
“So…what do we do?” Buffy asked as Giles laced their fingers together.
“Well, you give me permission…and I go back to my office and do what I need to do. The only thing that is required from the two of you after your approval is…well…”
Buffy smiled as Lucian blushed lightly. “Try to make a baby?”
“Yes.” Lucian replied, coughing lightly. “The, um…restoration is temporary, as I said earlier. You’ll have a week…so I suggest you commence as soon as you feel that the restoration is complete.”
“A week?” Giles asked, glancing at Buffy before showing his concern to Lucian. “What if…well, what if we’re unable to be successful within a week?”
Lucian smiled as he pushed his chair back and stood up. “I’m fairly certain you will be. However, if you’re not…I can always ask for an extension.”
He looked into Buffy’s eyes as he made his way to the door. “You’ll know when the procedure is complete. Should you have any questions…” He gestured to a coin he had left on the table top. “Use that to call me.”
Before Buffy or Giles had a chance to say anything else, Lucian turned and walked out of the office. Giles reached over and picked up the coin, turning it over in his hand as he took a deep breath. Buffy looked up at him and gently squeezed his hand.
“Hey…you okay?”
He met her eyes and closed his hand around the coin. Nodding slowly, a smile tugged at the corners of his mouth. “Yes…I rather think I am.”
She relaxed and returned his smile, leaning her head on his shoulder.
* * *
On the way home, and in the middle of a conversation about trading their current SUV for a slightly larger one, Buffy felt a tingle in her abdomen…much like the shock received by a person when sticking their tongue to a nine volt battery. Giles looked at her quickly when she abruptly stopped talking.
“Buffy?”
Buffy licked her lips and inhaled deeply. “It’s done.”
Giles smiled softly and took her hand in his. “Perhaps we can ask Joyce to watch the children tonight?”
“She’ll probably offer. She normally does after she spends the day with one or two of them.” Buffy answered softly. “Giles?”
“Hm?” He murmured as he turned onto their street.
“We’re going to have another baby.”
His smile grew as he looked at her and nodded. “Yes, we are.”
Buffy smiled brightly at him and exhaled slowly. “I think I just needed to say it out loud.”
He chuckled as he continued to their house.
* * *
The following morning found Buffy waking before the sun rose. She stretched her sore muscles and smiled as she heard Giles’ gentle snoring coming from her side. She rolled over and watched him sleep, her smile growing as she thought over the previous day’s events.
They had made love as soon as they’d returned home. They probably would have whether or not they were trying for a baby…when the children were out, they tended to take advantage of the empty house.
Joyce arrived with Braden and Lucas at the same time that Willow brought Haddie and Evan back. Just as Buffy had expected, Joyce asked to take the four of them out to a movie and then spend the night at her house. She didn’t question the fact that Buffy and Giles both agreed immediately.
After dinner, they had made love again…starting on the couch and ending up on the floor in the living room. He coaxed her into having a hot bath before actually going to bed. She hadn’t fallen pregnant, but he didn’t seem overly concerned. In fact, he had smiled and said that they’d just try again tomorrow.
And now it was tomorrow.
She reached out and ran her fingers through the soft hair on his chest. She smiled again as he murmured in his sleep, shifting a little closer to her. Keeping her eyes trained on his face, she lowered her mouth to his right nipple. When she saw his tongue dart out and wet his lips, she sucked harder at the nub.
When her teeth scraped against skin, his eyes fluttered open. His hands instantly found her…his right slipping under her and finding her bare hip as his left moved to the back of her head, holding her mouth against his chest.
“Christ…” He mumbled as she slipped her right leg between his so that she was straddling his thigh.
When his left hand moved to her shoulder, she lifted her head and smiled as she met his eyes. “Good morning.”
He returned her smile, sighing as she shifted until her knees were pressed onto the mattress on either side of his hips. “Mm…good morning. How do you feel?”
She bit her lip, her gaze focused on her fingers playing with his hardened nipple. “Honestly…like I felt right before we got pregnant with Evan.”
Giles nodded in understanding, his eyes closing as she raised her hips and guided his erection to her. He groaned as she took him inside, her warm, wet inner walls sliding along his thick shaft.
She smiled down at him as she rocked her hips against him. “Giles?”
“Mm?”
“Open your eyes, baby.” She whispered, waiting until he looked up at her before she continued. “That’s it…watch me…”
He licked his dry lips, his hands sliding up her thighs as he gazed at their union. “Dear God…”
He began matching her thrusts, his hands gripping her thighs tightly as his back arched. Buffy groaned and covered his hands with hers.
“That’s…yeah, that’s good, baby…just like that.” She cried as he continued to push her towards orgasm. “So hot…so…oh, God…Rupert…”
Giles felt her walls tighten around him and bucked his hips in response. “Buffy!”
Buffy gripped his hands, forcing her eyes to stay open. “God…you look so good under me…”
He was in no position to disagree. He didn’t know what he looked like underneath her, but he did know what it felt like to be underneath her. And it had been one of his favourite places to be since the first time she climbed on top of him. His eyes closed as he tried to maintain control…and thinking about her on top of him was doing nothing to help him achieve that.
She realized that he was dangerously close and was holding on until she came. She gave a quick shake of her head and leaned forward, placing her palms on his chest as she continued to ride him.
“Don’t hold out on me, Giles…” When his eyes snapped open, she moaned loudly…from the intense look in his eyes as well as the sensation of his cock inside of her. “God, come with me…don’t wait for me…please…”
“Buffy…love, I’m…I’m close…” He panted breathlessly.
“So am I…” She replied as her inner muscles began to quiver around him. “God, Rupert…I’m so close…”
“Yes…fuck, yeah…” He groaned loudly.
She smiled at the subtle change of his accent. Her smile faded as she gasped, her orgasm nearing its crest rapidly. Throwing her head back, she screamed his name. He quickened his pace, thrusting up into her in a nearly frenzied manner. Her name left his lips when he felt her fluids gush over him. With one last upwards thrust, he came deep within her…causing them both to give a cry of ecstasy.
She collapsed onto his chest, whimpering as his softening cock slipped from her. His hands moved to her back, gently rubbing her heated flesh as he fought to catch his breath.
Her lips pressed warm kisses against his chest before she lifted her head to look into his eyes. She smiled as their gazes met.
“You okay?”
He chuckled softly as he brushed the hair back from her face. “I prefer your wake-up call to the blaring of the alarm clock.”
She grinned and glanced at his lips. “I like it when your accent changes…”
“Do you?” He asked softly, his hands wandering over her body.
“Yeah…it’s - ”
She stopped suddenly, her eyes widening. His widened as well, and then began to glisten. His left hand quickly moved to her abdomen and stroked the skin softly.
“My God…” He whispered, struggling to keep his emotions in check.
“Giles?”
He looked into her watery eyes and smiled, his fingers still rubbing against her stomach. “We did it…we’re having another baby…”
She nodded slowly, moving to his side and into his arms. “God, I love you…I love you so much, Giles.”
His smile grew as he rolled her onto her back and leaned over her to kiss her lips. Her mouth opened immediately under his, allowing his tongue entry. She sighed into his mouth as he moved between her thighs, knowing that he was getting ready to perform what she had teasingly called ‘the ritual’.
She smiled warmly as he ended the kiss and moved down her body. She watched him as he lovingly kissed her stomach and whispered softly. She didn’t have to ask what he was saying, the words had been the same with each previous pregnancy.
She ran her fingers through his hair as he continued, grinning as she heard his promises to the baby that they had created. And after he finished ‘the ritual’, she’d tell him the sex of their child…if he wanted to know.
And then they could start arguing about names.
~ End