Hidden Truths (8/14)
Buffy has a few truths of her own that have been concealed.
This chapter is rated FRAO.
“You’re…in love with me?” Buffy whispered, her eyes widening.
He swallowed nervously and lowered his eyes. “Yes. I’m sorry…I…uh…”
“Giles?”
“I think I very well may have taken advantage of the situation a few months ago.” He responded softly.
“Taken advantage?” She questioned, wishing he would just look at her again.
Clearing his throat, he nodded as he stared at his hands. “You were drunk, your inhibitions had been lowered…your standards had probably dropped as a result as well. I…well, I knew that it was probably the only chance I’d ever have. I - ”
“If anything, my standards were higher.” She whispered, offering him a soft smile when he finally did look up.
“I’m sorry?”
“I’ve never liked the fact that you talk yourself down, Giles. You act like you don’t deserve me…when it’s me that doesn’t deserve you. After everything I’ve done…after everything I’ve said…how can you still love me?”
“I tried not to.” Giles admitted quietly. “I was so sure that my feelings wouldn’t be returned. But, it seemed the more I tried not to, the more I loved you. And those two nights that we shared…” He sighed and averted his eyes from her again. “I believe those were the happiest two nights I’ve had in many years.”
Buffy was quiet for a few moments, watching him closely. Just as he looked like he was getting ready to stand, she took a deep breath and spoke.
“You didn’t take advantage of me, Giles.”
He looked up quickly when he felt her hand caress the side of his face. “Pardon?”
“I…I kinda thought that I was the one doing the advantage taking.”
When he merely stared at her in shock, she lowered her hand and licked her lips. “I need to know something, Giles.”
He blinked and choked out one word. “What?”
“Why did you leave me?”
“I…” His brow furrowed in confusion. “God, how I wanted you to stay…but you needed to come back here.”
“No…” She shook her head and took a deep breath. “You left me in Sunnydale to go back to England. Why?”
“Oh…” Understanding shone in his eyes as he exhaled slowly, gathering his words.
“I…you were depending on me too much. And I couldn’t bring myself to tell you no. You wanted…or needed…me to take care of everything that required the tiniest bit of effort. And I couldn’t watch you do that to yourself. I was only making things worse…because I wasn’t forcing you to deal with your responsibilities on your own.”
She nodded slowly, covering his hands with hers when she noticed that he was beginning to fidget. “I get that, Giles. But…is that the only reason you left?”
“I…” He sighed heavily and looked down at their joined hands. “I saw you kiss him. Everything I just said is true. But…I also couldn’t bear the thought of another vampire having what I so desperately wanted. Especially…him.”
“You saw?” She whispered, not having expected to hear that admission.
“I…I came out looking for you when you ran out…” He pulled his left hand out from under hers and ran his fingers through his hair. “I wanted to make sure that…that you were alright.”
“Giles…”
He met her eyes and shook his head. “I couldn’t watch you with him, Buffy. My heart…I couldn’t take it.”
“You left because you were jealous?” She asked in a tender tone.
“Not entirely. That…that was just…the proverbial straw that broke the camel’s back.”
Her eyes glistened as she rubbed the hand that hers was still covering. “You need to know something.” She inhaled deeply and looked into his eyes. “That song…I pretended I didn’t hear you, but…but I did. And I couldn’t deal with the thought of you leaving.”
“Buffy…”
“I was hurting so much and…and then you telling me that you couldn’t stay didn’t help. And, Spike…well, Spike was there and he wanted me…in a way I didn’t think you could ever want me. And so I used him…to try to get over you.”
Giles stared at her, her words screaming at him but his heart still not allowing him to trust what he knew his mind had heard. “Get over me?”
She nodded slowly and lifted her right hand, brushing her fingers through his hair above his ear. “God, I love you, Giles…I loved you then.”
“You…love me…” Giles stated, an uncertain tone in his voice.
“Yeah, I do.” She sighed and trailed her fingertips down the side of his face. “I wanted to tell you when I was in London. I had this fantasy of you asking me to stay…instead I got ‘this shouldn’t happen again’ and an offer of a ride to the airport.”
Giles blinked and shook his head. “I thought that’s what you wanted.”
“You didn’t think I could love you. Just like I thought you couldn’t love me. And here we are, two and a half months later…a baby on the way and the realization that we’re both in love with one another.”
“I…” He whispered, darting his eyes to her lips when her fingers ran down the side of his neck.
“Ssh…” She whispered back, leaning into him and brushing her lips across his. “Let’s not waste anymore time, Giles.”
He still couldn’t believe what was happening, but he also couldn’t stop his body’s instinctive response to her soft kiss. Looking into her eyes once more, wanting to see for himself that she was sincere in her words and having it confirmed by the love shining in her eyes, he gently pulled her to him and covered her mouth with his.
His kisses were slow and thorough, his tongue exploring her mouth as his hands roamed over her back. She returned his kisses as passionately as he was giving them, sliding her hand into his hair and pulling him down with her as she laid down on the mattress.
When his mind registered that their positions had moved from vertical to horizontal, he reluctantly broke the kiss and looked into her eyes.
“I…I just want to hold you tonight, Buffy.”
She smiled as she gently rubbed his chest. “We can take this as slow as you want, Giles.”
His hand moved to her abdomen as he swallowed. “We’ve done all of this out of order. I love you, Buffy…and I want you. I just…I need to just hold you tonight. Is that alright?”
She nodded and moved into his arms. “Is it okay if I hold you too?”
A smile appeared on his face as he tenderly brushed a lock of hair back from her forehead. “Yes…it’s very okay.”
She whispered her love for him again as he lowered his mouth to hers.
* * *
The next morning, Dawn was up early. After she had a quick shower and had gotten dressed, she tiptoed into the living room. She stopped suddenly when she saw that the couch had obviously not been slept on. She panicked for a second and then noticed that his bag was still where it was last night.
She narrowed her eyes and, after checking the kitchen and not finding him there, quietly opened Buffy’s bedroom door and poked her head inside. A bright smile lit her face when she saw them…his arms wrapped around her, her head resting on his chest…and they both looked so peaceful.
Dawn was sure something had happened between them when Buffy had gone to London. She had even questioned Buffy about it in the weeks that followed. But, Buffy would change the subject as quickly as she could.
This was all of the proof Dawn needed.
She chuckled softly to herself and closed the bedroom door. She’d get the truth out of them this afternoon…right now, she had to get to class.
* * *
Buffy woke first, which surprised her. She hadn’t expected his arms to still be around her, much less for him to still be asleep. Raising her head, she smiled softly. He looked so relaxed…so…happy.
Before she could stop herself, she leaned down and placed a soft kiss on his lips. He responded quickly, waking but not opening his eyes as he deepened the kiss and tightened his hold on her.
His arousal was building quickly. So was hers, he mused as he felt her warmth when she shifted until she was straddling him. He broke the kiss slowly, looking into her eyes as his hands moved to her hips.
“Good morning.” He whispered as she smiled down at him.
“Hi there…” She sighed as she felt his thick erection underneath her.
When she started to move to his side, his hands gripped her hips tightly. Shaking his head as he licked his lips, he took a deep breath.
“Please…stay where you are.”
Her smile resurfaced as her hands slipped under his shirt. “I thought you wanted to take this slow…”
“We…don’t have to do anything, Buffy. I…I just want to feel you for a while longer.”
She gently rocked her hips against him, grinning as he groaned softly. “And…what if we want to do something?”
“Do you?” He whispered hoarsely as her fingers circled his left nipple.
“Oh yes. Yes, I do…” She sighed as she leaned down and kissed him.
He smiled, his eyes darkening with passion as he gently rolled her onto her back and leaned over her. “Are you sure?”
Lifting her hand, she lovingly stroked his cheek. “I’ve never been more sure of anything in my life.”
His lips were almost touching hers when a thought entered his mind. “Dawn.”
She opened her eyes and looked at him in confusion. “Huh?”
“Um…your sister?” He whispered as he glanced towards the bedroom door.
“Oh…what time is it?”
He looked at the alarm clock on the bedside table. “Eight forty-seven.”
Her smile returned as she slid her hand to the back of his neck, gently pulling him back down to her lips. “She’s already gone…classes today.”
“Oh…good.” He whispered just seconds before they reignited their earlier kiss.
When he felt her hands move under his shirt again, he pulled from the kiss and gave her enough room to pull the garment off. No sooner had she seen his bare chest, he kissed her again.
His hand moved up her thigh until it reached the hem of her nightshirt. He smiled at her soft whimper as he ended the kiss. Kneeling between her thighs, he slowly pushed the nightshirt up her body.
“Buffy…look at me…please.”
She forced her eyes open and sighed when she found him smiling at her. He continued pushing the soft cotton shirt up, giving a sigh himself when his hands brushed over her breasts.
“I love you. I love you so very much, Buffy.”
She sat up, allowing him to pull the shirt up over her head before lying back down. “I love you too, Giles.”
He looked down at her breasts, his eyes darkening more as he watched her nipples harden under his gaze. Leaning back over her, he placed a warm kiss on her lips before kissing her chin…her throat…slowly making his way to her left breast.
Her back arched, a soft moan escaping her lips when she felt his tongue circle the hardened nub. He moved with a patience that surprised her. She wasn’t sure what she was expecting, but it wasn’t the slow, precise movements guaranteed to make her moan uncontrollably.
As his mouth moved to her right breast, she shivered and lifted her left leg over his hip. He groaned against her sensitive skin as she pulled him closer…pressing his erection against her damp core. His hips thrust against her involuntarily, causing her to groan loudly.
Lifting his head, he moved to her side and watched her face as he slowly pushed her underwear down her thighs. As he dropped the scrap of silk to the floor, he gazed at her nude body.
She grinned as she sat up and ran her hand up his chest. “You’ve seen me before, you know.”
“Mm.” He mumbled softly, closing his eyes briefly as her nails scratched over his right nipple. “Different though…”
“How?” She whispered as he gently pushed her back down and kissed her stomach.
“You love me.” He answered, placing another loving kiss on her abdomen. “We’re having a baby…and you love me.”
“You really want this baby.” She said quietly, stating the fact…not asking.
He lifted his head and looked into her eyes, gently rubbing her stomach as he placed his left leg between hers. “This child…was created out of love, Buffy. Granted, I didn’t know that you loved me…but, I knew without a doubt how I felt…feel…about you.”
She inhaled sharply, his words warming her heart. “When I found out…I was so happy. Before the fear set in, I mean. All I could think about was the fact that I…that I was having your baby. And, I don’t remember feeling that much peace before. Well, before now…”
He smiled as he gently ran his fingers through the damp curls covering her mound. “Are you feeling at peace, love?”
She gasped as his fingers slipped between her lips and traced her wet folds. “I feel…at peace, like I’m going to explode, unbelievably surprised…all at once.”
He looked at her curiously, continuing to stroke her…allowing his fingertip to circle her clitoris before sliding down to her entrance. “Unbelievably surprised?”
She nodded as she hooked her fingers into the waistband of his pajama pants and started to push them down over his hips. “That you could love me. That…that my dreams seem to be coming true.”
He lifted his hips, aiding her in the removal of the pants. He smiled as he kicked them off and pressed his fingers harder against her clit. His smile faded somewhat as he gazed into her eyes.
“I wanted to ask you to stay so badly. It broke my heart to watch you leave in that taxi.”
Her eyes glistened at the memory, still so fresh in her own mind and heart. “I think I cried all the way to the airport. The taxi driver asked me a few times if I wanted him to take me back…to you.”
“I should have listened to my heart.” He whispered as he gently pushed his middle finger into her and lightly stroked her inner walls. “I should have gone after you…begged you to stay.”
She gasped, her hips arching against his hand as her fingers curled around his erection. “I…I should have asked you…to stay in Sunnydale.”
His eyes closed as he automatically thrust in her hand. “You…you did…”
Rubbing her thumb over the head as he slipped a second finger into her, she shook her head. “For the wrong reason. Made it…made it about work…not about…love.”
He pulled his fingers from her suddenly, causing her to open her eyes just in time to watch him lick her fluids from his hand. She gave him another firm stroke, collecting the moisture gathering at the head with her thumb before releasing him. He moaned softly as she licked the moisture from her thumb.
“I don’t think either of us were ready…truly ready…until this very moment.” Giles whispered as he knelt between her thighs and leaned over her.
Bending her legs, resting her knees against his sides, Buffy looked into his eyes. “Why did you come?”
“Pardon?” He asked in a confused tone, the head of his cock resting at her entrance.
“To Rome? You…you didn’t know about the baby…”
He shook his head and offered her a shy smile. “I came to declare my love for you. Learning that I’m to be a father…well, that was just a bonus.”
“You came for me?”
He nodded, kissing her lips softly as he carefully pushed his hips forward. “I came for you.”
She threw her head back, gasping as he filled her. His lips found her neck as he began thrusting with a gentle rhythm. As her nails dug into his back, her hips rising to meet each of his thrusts, he lifted his head and gazed into her eyes.
“I’ll always come for you, Buffy. Always.”
He smiled as his name left her lips on a loud moan.
This chapter is rated FRAO.
“You’re…in love with me?” Buffy whispered, her eyes widening.
He swallowed nervously and lowered his eyes. “Yes. I’m sorry…I…uh…”
“Giles?”
“I think I very well may have taken advantage of the situation a few months ago.” He responded softly.
“Taken advantage?” She questioned, wishing he would just look at her again.
Clearing his throat, he nodded as he stared at his hands. “You were drunk, your inhibitions had been lowered…your standards had probably dropped as a result as well. I…well, I knew that it was probably the only chance I’d ever have. I - ”
“If anything, my standards were higher.” She whispered, offering him a soft smile when he finally did look up.
“I’m sorry?”
“I’ve never liked the fact that you talk yourself down, Giles. You act like you don’t deserve me…when it’s me that doesn’t deserve you. After everything I’ve done…after everything I’ve said…how can you still love me?”
“I tried not to.” Giles admitted quietly. “I was so sure that my feelings wouldn’t be returned. But, it seemed the more I tried not to, the more I loved you. And those two nights that we shared…” He sighed and averted his eyes from her again. “I believe those were the happiest two nights I’ve had in many years.”
Buffy was quiet for a few moments, watching him closely. Just as he looked like he was getting ready to stand, she took a deep breath and spoke.
“You didn’t take advantage of me, Giles.”
He looked up quickly when he felt her hand caress the side of his face. “Pardon?”
“I…I kinda thought that I was the one doing the advantage taking.”
When he merely stared at her in shock, she lowered her hand and licked her lips. “I need to know something, Giles.”
He blinked and choked out one word. “What?”
“Why did you leave me?”
“I…” His brow furrowed in confusion. “God, how I wanted you to stay…but you needed to come back here.”
“No…” She shook her head and took a deep breath. “You left me in Sunnydale to go back to England. Why?”
“Oh…” Understanding shone in his eyes as he exhaled slowly, gathering his words.
“I…you were depending on me too much. And I couldn’t bring myself to tell you no. You wanted…or needed…me to take care of everything that required the tiniest bit of effort. And I couldn’t watch you do that to yourself. I was only making things worse…because I wasn’t forcing you to deal with your responsibilities on your own.”
She nodded slowly, covering his hands with hers when she noticed that he was beginning to fidget. “I get that, Giles. But…is that the only reason you left?”
“I…” He sighed heavily and looked down at their joined hands. “I saw you kiss him. Everything I just said is true. But…I also couldn’t bear the thought of another vampire having what I so desperately wanted. Especially…him.”
“You saw?” She whispered, not having expected to hear that admission.
“I…I came out looking for you when you ran out…” He pulled his left hand out from under hers and ran his fingers through his hair. “I wanted to make sure that…that you were alright.”
“Giles…”
He met her eyes and shook his head. “I couldn’t watch you with him, Buffy. My heart…I couldn’t take it.”
“You left because you were jealous?” She asked in a tender tone.
“Not entirely. That…that was just…the proverbial straw that broke the camel’s back.”
Her eyes glistened as she rubbed the hand that hers was still covering. “You need to know something.” She inhaled deeply and looked into his eyes. “That song…I pretended I didn’t hear you, but…but I did. And I couldn’t deal with the thought of you leaving.”
“Buffy…”
“I was hurting so much and…and then you telling me that you couldn’t stay didn’t help. And, Spike…well, Spike was there and he wanted me…in a way I didn’t think you could ever want me. And so I used him…to try to get over you.”
Giles stared at her, her words screaming at him but his heart still not allowing him to trust what he knew his mind had heard. “Get over me?”
She nodded slowly and lifted her right hand, brushing her fingers through his hair above his ear. “God, I love you, Giles…I loved you then.”
“You…love me…” Giles stated, an uncertain tone in his voice.
“Yeah, I do.” She sighed and trailed her fingertips down the side of his face. “I wanted to tell you when I was in London. I had this fantasy of you asking me to stay…instead I got ‘this shouldn’t happen again’ and an offer of a ride to the airport.”
Giles blinked and shook his head. “I thought that’s what you wanted.”
“You didn’t think I could love you. Just like I thought you couldn’t love me. And here we are, two and a half months later…a baby on the way and the realization that we’re both in love with one another.”
“I…” He whispered, darting his eyes to her lips when her fingers ran down the side of his neck.
“Ssh…” She whispered back, leaning into him and brushing her lips across his. “Let’s not waste anymore time, Giles.”
He still couldn’t believe what was happening, but he also couldn’t stop his body’s instinctive response to her soft kiss. Looking into her eyes once more, wanting to see for himself that she was sincere in her words and having it confirmed by the love shining in her eyes, he gently pulled her to him and covered her mouth with his.
His kisses were slow and thorough, his tongue exploring her mouth as his hands roamed over her back. She returned his kisses as passionately as he was giving them, sliding her hand into his hair and pulling him down with her as she laid down on the mattress.
When his mind registered that their positions had moved from vertical to horizontal, he reluctantly broke the kiss and looked into her eyes.
“I…I just want to hold you tonight, Buffy.”
She smiled as she gently rubbed his chest. “We can take this as slow as you want, Giles.”
His hand moved to her abdomen as he swallowed. “We’ve done all of this out of order. I love you, Buffy…and I want you. I just…I need to just hold you tonight. Is that alright?”
She nodded and moved into his arms. “Is it okay if I hold you too?”
A smile appeared on his face as he tenderly brushed a lock of hair back from her forehead. “Yes…it’s very okay.”
She whispered her love for him again as he lowered his mouth to hers.
* * *
The next morning, Dawn was up early. After she had a quick shower and had gotten dressed, she tiptoed into the living room. She stopped suddenly when she saw that the couch had obviously not been slept on. She panicked for a second and then noticed that his bag was still where it was last night.
She narrowed her eyes and, after checking the kitchen and not finding him there, quietly opened Buffy’s bedroom door and poked her head inside. A bright smile lit her face when she saw them…his arms wrapped around her, her head resting on his chest…and they both looked so peaceful.
Dawn was sure something had happened between them when Buffy had gone to London. She had even questioned Buffy about it in the weeks that followed. But, Buffy would change the subject as quickly as she could.
This was all of the proof Dawn needed.
She chuckled softly to herself and closed the bedroom door. She’d get the truth out of them this afternoon…right now, she had to get to class.
* * *
Buffy woke first, which surprised her. She hadn’t expected his arms to still be around her, much less for him to still be asleep. Raising her head, she smiled softly. He looked so relaxed…so…happy.
Before she could stop herself, she leaned down and placed a soft kiss on his lips. He responded quickly, waking but not opening his eyes as he deepened the kiss and tightened his hold on her.
His arousal was building quickly. So was hers, he mused as he felt her warmth when she shifted until she was straddling him. He broke the kiss slowly, looking into her eyes as his hands moved to her hips.
“Good morning.” He whispered as she smiled down at him.
“Hi there…” She sighed as she felt his thick erection underneath her.
When she started to move to his side, his hands gripped her hips tightly. Shaking his head as he licked his lips, he took a deep breath.
“Please…stay where you are.”
Her smile resurfaced as her hands slipped under his shirt. “I thought you wanted to take this slow…”
“We…don’t have to do anything, Buffy. I…I just want to feel you for a while longer.”
She gently rocked her hips against him, grinning as he groaned softly. “And…what if we want to do something?”
“Do you?” He whispered hoarsely as her fingers circled his left nipple.
“Oh yes. Yes, I do…” She sighed as she leaned down and kissed him.
He smiled, his eyes darkening with passion as he gently rolled her onto her back and leaned over her. “Are you sure?”
Lifting her hand, she lovingly stroked his cheek. “I’ve never been more sure of anything in my life.”
His lips were almost touching hers when a thought entered his mind. “Dawn.”
She opened her eyes and looked at him in confusion. “Huh?”
“Um…your sister?” He whispered as he glanced towards the bedroom door.
“Oh…what time is it?”
He looked at the alarm clock on the bedside table. “Eight forty-seven.”
Her smile returned as she slid her hand to the back of his neck, gently pulling him back down to her lips. “She’s already gone…classes today.”
“Oh…good.” He whispered just seconds before they reignited their earlier kiss.
When he felt her hands move under his shirt again, he pulled from the kiss and gave her enough room to pull the garment off. No sooner had she seen his bare chest, he kissed her again.
His hand moved up her thigh until it reached the hem of her nightshirt. He smiled at her soft whimper as he ended the kiss. Kneeling between her thighs, he slowly pushed the nightshirt up her body.
“Buffy…look at me…please.”
She forced her eyes open and sighed when she found him smiling at her. He continued pushing the soft cotton shirt up, giving a sigh himself when his hands brushed over her breasts.
“I love you. I love you so very much, Buffy.”
She sat up, allowing him to pull the shirt up over her head before lying back down. “I love you too, Giles.”
He looked down at her breasts, his eyes darkening more as he watched her nipples harden under his gaze. Leaning back over her, he placed a warm kiss on her lips before kissing her chin…her throat…slowly making his way to her left breast.
Her back arched, a soft moan escaping her lips when she felt his tongue circle the hardened nub. He moved with a patience that surprised her. She wasn’t sure what she was expecting, but it wasn’t the slow, precise movements guaranteed to make her moan uncontrollably.
As his mouth moved to her right breast, she shivered and lifted her left leg over his hip. He groaned against her sensitive skin as she pulled him closer…pressing his erection against her damp core. His hips thrust against her involuntarily, causing her to groan loudly.
Lifting his head, he moved to her side and watched her face as he slowly pushed her underwear down her thighs. As he dropped the scrap of silk to the floor, he gazed at her nude body.
She grinned as she sat up and ran her hand up his chest. “You’ve seen me before, you know.”
“Mm.” He mumbled softly, closing his eyes briefly as her nails scratched over his right nipple. “Different though…”
“How?” She whispered as he gently pushed her back down and kissed her stomach.
“You love me.” He answered, placing another loving kiss on her abdomen. “We’re having a baby…and you love me.”
“You really want this baby.” She said quietly, stating the fact…not asking.
He lifted his head and looked into her eyes, gently rubbing her stomach as he placed his left leg between hers. “This child…was created out of love, Buffy. Granted, I didn’t know that you loved me…but, I knew without a doubt how I felt…feel…about you.”
She inhaled sharply, his words warming her heart. “When I found out…I was so happy. Before the fear set in, I mean. All I could think about was the fact that I…that I was having your baby. And, I don’t remember feeling that much peace before. Well, before now…”
He smiled as he gently ran his fingers through the damp curls covering her mound. “Are you feeling at peace, love?”
She gasped as his fingers slipped between her lips and traced her wet folds. “I feel…at peace, like I’m going to explode, unbelievably surprised…all at once.”
He looked at her curiously, continuing to stroke her…allowing his fingertip to circle her clitoris before sliding down to her entrance. “Unbelievably surprised?”
She nodded as she hooked her fingers into the waistband of his pajama pants and started to push them down over his hips. “That you could love me. That…that my dreams seem to be coming true.”
He lifted his hips, aiding her in the removal of the pants. He smiled as he kicked them off and pressed his fingers harder against her clit. His smile faded somewhat as he gazed into her eyes.
“I wanted to ask you to stay so badly. It broke my heart to watch you leave in that taxi.”
Her eyes glistened at the memory, still so fresh in her own mind and heart. “I think I cried all the way to the airport. The taxi driver asked me a few times if I wanted him to take me back…to you.”
“I should have listened to my heart.” He whispered as he gently pushed his middle finger into her and lightly stroked her inner walls. “I should have gone after you…begged you to stay.”
She gasped, her hips arching against his hand as her fingers curled around his erection. “I…I should have asked you…to stay in Sunnydale.”
His eyes closed as he automatically thrust in her hand. “You…you did…”
Rubbing her thumb over the head as he slipped a second finger into her, she shook her head. “For the wrong reason. Made it…made it about work…not about…love.”
He pulled his fingers from her suddenly, causing her to open her eyes just in time to watch him lick her fluids from his hand. She gave him another firm stroke, collecting the moisture gathering at the head with her thumb before releasing him. He moaned softly as she licked the moisture from her thumb.
“I don’t think either of us were ready…truly ready…until this very moment.” Giles whispered as he knelt between her thighs and leaned over her.
Bending her legs, resting her knees against his sides, Buffy looked into his eyes. “Why did you come?”
“Pardon?” He asked in a confused tone, the head of his cock resting at her entrance.
“To Rome? You…you didn’t know about the baby…”
He shook his head and offered her a shy smile. “I came to declare my love for you. Learning that I’m to be a father…well, that was just a bonus.”
“You came for me?”
He nodded, kissing her lips softly as he carefully pushed his hips forward. “I came for you.”
She threw her head back, gasping as he filled her. His lips found her neck as he began thrusting with a gentle rhythm. As her nails dug into his back, her hips rising to meet each of his thrusts, he lifted his head and gazed into her eyes.
“I’ll always come for you, Buffy. Always.”
He smiled as his name left her lips on a loud moan.