Hidden Truths (9/14)
It's time for Buffy to tell Dawn about the baby.
This chapter is rated FRAO.
They finally dragged themselves out of Buffy’s bed at midday. He followed her down the hall and into the bathroom, happy that she hadn’t bothered to put a robe on…or anything else, for that matter. He ran his fingertip down her spine when she leaned over the tub to turn the shower on.
“You’re so very beautiful.” He whispered lovingly.
“And sticky.” She countered, turning around to offer him a bright smile. “Which is your fault.”
He grinned as he followed her into the shower and pulled the curtain closed behind them. “I’m not sorry for that.”
She sighed happily as she ran her hands up his chest and over his shoulders. “You’d better not be.”
He chuckled softly, kissing her lips before reaching for the bottle of body wash. He held the bottle in front of her and raised an eyebrow.
“I meant to ask you about this last night.”
“What? My body wash?” She asked as she grabbed the sponge from the hook on the wall.
“Mm-hm. Just so happens to be the exact same brand I have at home.”
She blushed lightly and shrugged a shoulder. “It reminded me of you. If I could have something…anything…that made me think of you…it made me happy. Well, as happy as I could’ve been.”
“Come back to England with me, Buffy.” He whispered suddenly, with a conviction that surprised her.
“I want to.” She replied softly. “But, it’s really not that easy. If it were just me…no problem. But, there’s Dawn to consider in all of this. I…I can’t leave her here on her own.”
“Do you want me to move to Rome?” He asked, taking the lathered sponge from her and gently rubbing it over her shoulders and breasts.
She swallowed, shaking her head as he tenderly washed her abdomen. “You wouldn’t be happy in Rome, Giles.”
“I’ll be happy if I’m with you…wherever we are.” He countered as he looked into her eyes.
Buffy took the sponge from him and lightly scrubbed it over his chest, smiling as his nipples hardened. Her smile suddenly faded and she looked up at him.
“God, what am I going to tell Dawn?”
Running his fingers through her wet hair, he exhaled slowly. “Do you mean about the baby?”
“About the baby…about us…” She redirected her attention to the sponge now moving over the top of his left thigh. “Us probably won’t be a big surprise to her…but, the baby…”
He arched an eyebrow at her as she moved the sponge over his abdomen. “She suspects something happened between us?”
“Yeah, I think so.” Buffy responded absently, her eyes staring at his slowly hardening cock. “She kept asking all kinds of questions when I got back…probably didn’t help that I wasn’t giving her straight answers. Dear God, Giles…do you always get this hard this many times?”
He grinned as he shook his head. “Not in years. Must be the way you look at me.”
She met his eyes as her fingers wrapped around the thick shaft. “And how do I look at you?”
“Your love is there…open and bright…for me to see. You’re not hiding it…it’s as if…you’re proud of it.” He answered seriously.
“I am.” She stated matter-of-factly as she carefully moved him out from under the spray of water and knelt in front of him.
“Buffy…” He swallowed, watching the water cascade down her back as she ran her tongue along the underside of the hard shaft. “You…you don’t…”
Her eyes sparkled as she gazed up at him. “I want to taste you again…”
Before he could say anything, she took him into her mouth. He leaned against the shower wall and ran the fingers of his left hand through her hair.
“Dear Lord…Buffy…”
“Mm?”
He shuddered as she sucked harder, her smile showing clearly in her eyes. “Not…not long…”
“Mm-hm.” She murmured, gently scraping her teeth along his flesh in the way she had learned that he liked. She smiled inwardly as his fingers tightened in her hair and his hips thrust gently against her.
He groaned loudly, his head resting against the wall as her soft hand cupped his scrotum and gently squeezed. “Jesus, Buffy!”
She dropped her hand quickly and moved back, pulling her mouth from his straining cock. “I’m sorry! Did I - ”
“Do it again…” He gasped, staring into her eyes as his hand wrapped around his erection. “God…do it again.”
She smiled as she moved back forward, licking his knuckles before flicking her tongue against the heavy sac. “What if…I suck them while you jerk off?”
His eyes widened as he nodded, beginning to slowly stroke the hard flesh in his hand. “Yes…oh yes…”
Before he could say anything else, she had drawn one of his testicles into her mouth, sucking hard before nibbling at the flesh covering it. She grabbed his hips, holding him against the wall as he groaned. His hand quickened its pace, tightening and relaxing in just the right moments of each stroke to push him closer to orgasm.
“Oh, Buffy…love…”
She smiled inwardly, giving the other testicle equal attention. She heard his gasp, felt his muscles tense, heard him call her name…and then felt the now familiar tremble as he neared orgasm.
She moved quickly, placing her mouth over the head of his cock as he continued to stroke himself. Her right hand squeezed his scrotum with just the right amount of pressure. He screamed in ecstasy, gripping her shoulder with his free hand as he came in her mouth.
She swallowed hungrily, continuing to bathe the sensitive flesh with her tongue after his hand had stopped moving. He looked down at her and cradled her face between both of his hands.
“Buffy…come here…”
She stood quickly, leaning against his chest as his mouth covered hers. His tongue swept into her mouth, tasting his come on her tongue.
As he started to move to the shower floor, she shook her head. “No, Giles…that was just for you.”
He looked at her curiously. “Just for me?”
“Mm-hm…how many times have you made me come with your mouth today?”
He arched an eyebrow. “This isn’t a system of checks and balances, Buffy. I’m not keeping score…”
“I know…but, I just wanted to do this for you.” She cleared her throat and gave him a small smile. “Besides…um…I’m a little sore at the moment…”
When she saw the panic flicker in his eyes, she shook her head quickly. “Don’t, Giles. It’s definitely a good kind of sore…the kind of sore I hope I feel very often for a very long time…”
A smile slowly appeared on his lips as she quickly rinsed off in the cooling water. When she reached to pull him under the spray, she noticed the smile.
She shook her head in amusement. “Make you feel all manly to know that you satisfied me to the point of soreness?”
“Hm?” He shivered as the now cold spray hit his body.
“The smile.” She responded as she turned the tap off. “Is that due to the fact that I said I was a little sore?”
“Oh…” He chuckled softly as he pushed the curtain open and stepped out onto the bathmat. “No…”
She raised an eyebrow at him as he helped her out of the tub. “Then why are you smiling?”
He cleared his throat and grabbed a towel, quickly drying her body before she caught a chill. “You, uh…you said ‘a very long time’.”
She nodded and grabbed another towel, drying the water from his skin before wrapping her hand around the back of his neck and pulling him down. “Yeah…I hope that’s okay with you.”
“I think I can live with that.” He whispered moments before their mouths met.
* * *
A couple of hours later, they were sitting on the couch in the living room. Dawn occupied the chair across from them. Buffy looked slightly nervous and Giles looked very much like a deer caught in the headlights as Dawn stared at them in disbelief, her mouth dropping open.
The fact that they had declared their love for one another in front of her hadn’t shocked her. The fact that Buffy had followed that with ‘and you’re going to be an aunt in about six and a half months’ was what was to blame for her current state.
“You’re pregnant?”
Buffy nodded slowly and bit her lip. “I know that it’s a bit of a shock…”
“When? I mean…you’re like two…” Her eyes widened further. “Oh! Oh, you two fu…um…you were together when you went to London? That’s why you wouldn’t give me a straight answer!”
Giles swallowed and rubbed the back of Buffy’s hand with this thumb. “It, uh…it was a confusing time, Dawn.”
Dawn regarded him closely for a minute. “That’s why you came to Rome. You came to Rome because Buffy’s pregnant with your baby!”
“No, I…I didn’t know until last night.” Giles admitted softly.
Dawn furrowed her brow and turned her stare to Buffy. “Okay, I can understand why you wouldn’t tell me. But…why not tell Giles?”
“Dawnie…”
Dawn shook her head quickly. “No, don’t ‘Dawnie’ me! Why wouldn’t you tell him?”
Buffy sighed heavily. “Like Giles said…it was a confusing time.”
Dawn snorted and leaned back on the couch, crossing her arms over her chest. “What…were you both drunk and just ended up in bed together?”
When Buffy’s eyes widened and Giles dropped his gaze to the floor, Dawn sat forward quickly. “Oh my God! You got drunk and slept together?”
“It, uh…was a little more complicated than that.” Giles offered softly.
“Oh…my…God!”
Buffy glanced at Giles and, seeing the skin above his collar begin to turn a dark shade of red, shook her head. “Dawn, please…”
Dawn grinned. “So…how many times has this happened?”
“Before today?” Buffy answered without thinking.
At the same time, Giles shook his head slowly. “Dawn…”
Dawn sobered at the obvious pain in Giles’ eyes when he finally looked at her. “Did you love her then?”
“I’ve loved Buffy for years, Dawn.”
Dawn bit her lip and glanced at Buffy. “For as long as she’s loved you?”
“What?” Buffy asked in a shocked tone.
Dawn rolled her eyes. “My room was next to yours…the walls weren’t all that thick, you know. Especially when I was trying to listen. I’m pretty sure you only moan someone’s name like you moaned his if you’re having dreams about - ”
“Okay! Um…so, anyway…” Buffy interrupted, causing Dawn to laugh.
“So, what happens now?”
Giles laced his fingers with Buffy’s and took a deep breath. “I’d like for both of you to move to England.”
Dawn narrowed her eyes and shook her head. “But, I like Rome…I like my school…and there’s Tomasso…and…you can’t just come here and say ‘I love your sister, we’re having a baby, move to England’!”
“Dawn!” Buffy snapped.
Giles gently squeezed her hand. “No, she’s right, Buffy. That’s not exactly what I’m saying, Dawn. I’d like for you and Buffy to move to England, but if you’re opposed to that idea…I can move to Rome.”
Dawn’s mouth dropped open again. “You’d move to Rome? You hate Rome. That’s what you said when we moved here. ‘Must you pick this godforsaken town? Rome, of all places.’ That’s what you said…”
“I want a life with Buffy…and I want to be a father to our child. If I need to move to Rome in order to have that…I’ll do so.” He glanced at Buffy and gave her a warm smile before looking back to Dawn.
“I’m in love with Buffy, Dawn. This isn’t some illicit affair. But, I don’t want to cause you harm by asking you to move. If Rome is that important to you, then this is where I’ll be.”
“Are you going to marry her?” Dawn blurted out.
“Um…well, we haven’t…”
Buffy chuckled softly. “It’s a little early to be talking marriage, Dawn…even for us. I love him, he loves me…that should be enough for now. Maybe later, we’ll talk about marriage. But, right now…it’s not necessary.”
Dawn exhaled deeply and stood up. “I need to think about this.”
And with that, she quickly made her way to her room. As the door closed behind her, Giles sighed.
“Well, that went better than I expected.”
Buffy chuckled softly and rested her head against his shoulder.
This chapter is rated FRAO.
They finally dragged themselves out of Buffy’s bed at midday. He followed her down the hall and into the bathroom, happy that she hadn’t bothered to put a robe on…or anything else, for that matter. He ran his fingertip down her spine when she leaned over the tub to turn the shower on.
“You’re so very beautiful.” He whispered lovingly.
“And sticky.” She countered, turning around to offer him a bright smile. “Which is your fault.”
He grinned as he followed her into the shower and pulled the curtain closed behind them. “I’m not sorry for that.”
She sighed happily as she ran her hands up his chest and over his shoulders. “You’d better not be.”
He chuckled softly, kissing her lips before reaching for the bottle of body wash. He held the bottle in front of her and raised an eyebrow.
“I meant to ask you about this last night.”
“What? My body wash?” She asked as she grabbed the sponge from the hook on the wall.
“Mm-hm. Just so happens to be the exact same brand I have at home.”
She blushed lightly and shrugged a shoulder. “It reminded me of you. If I could have something…anything…that made me think of you…it made me happy. Well, as happy as I could’ve been.”
“Come back to England with me, Buffy.” He whispered suddenly, with a conviction that surprised her.
“I want to.” She replied softly. “But, it’s really not that easy. If it were just me…no problem. But, there’s Dawn to consider in all of this. I…I can’t leave her here on her own.”
“Do you want me to move to Rome?” He asked, taking the lathered sponge from her and gently rubbing it over her shoulders and breasts.
She swallowed, shaking her head as he tenderly washed her abdomen. “You wouldn’t be happy in Rome, Giles.”
“I’ll be happy if I’m with you…wherever we are.” He countered as he looked into her eyes.
Buffy took the sponge from him and lightly scrubbed it over his chest, smiling as his nipples hardened. Her smile suddenly faded and she looked up at him.
“God, what am I going to tell Dawn?”
Running his fingers through her wet hair, he exhaled slowly. “Do you mean about the baby?”
“About the baby…about us…” She redirected her attention to the sponge now moving over the top of his left thigh. “Us probably won’t be a big surprise to her…but, the baby…”
He arched an eyebrow at her as she moved the sponge over his abdomen. “She suspects something happened between us?”
“Yeah, I think so.” Buffy responded absently, her eyes staring at his slowly hardening cock. “She kept asking all kinds of questions when I got back…probably didn’t help that I wasn’t giving her straight answers. Dear God, Giles…do you always get this hard this many times?”
He grinned as he shook his head. “Not in years. Must be the way you look at me.”
She met his eyes as her fingers wrapped around the thick shaft. “And how do I look at you?”
“Your love is there…open and bright…for me to see. You’re not hiding it…it’s as if…you’re proud of it.” He answered seriously.
“I am.” She stated matter-of-factly as she carefully moved him out from under the spray of water and knelt in front of him.
“Buffy…” He swallowed, watching the water cascade down her back as she ran her tongue along the underside of the hard shaft. “You…you don’t…”
Her eyes sparkled as she gazed up at him. “I want to taste you again…”
Before he could say anything, she took him into her mouth. He leaned against the shower wall and ran the fingers of his left hand through her hair.
“Dear Lord…Buffy…”
“Mm?”
He shuddered as she sucked harder, her smile showing clearly in her eyes. “Not…not long…”
“Mm-hm.” She murmured, gently scraping her teeth along his flesh in the way she had learned that he liked. She smiled inwardly as his fingers tightened in her hair and his hips thrust gently against her.
He groaned loudly, his head resting against the wall as her soft hand cupped his scrotum and gently squeezed. “Jesus, Buffy!”
She dropped her hand quickly and moved back, pulling her mouth from his straining cock. “I’m sorry! Did I - ”
“Do it again…” He gasped, staring into her eyes as his hand wrapped around his erection. “God…do it again.”
She smiled as she moved back forward, licking his knuckles before flicking her tongue against the heavy sac. “What if…I suck them while you jerk off?”
His eyes widened as he nodded, beginning to slowly stroke the hard flesh in his hand. “Yes…oh yes…”
Before he could say anything else, she had drawn one of his testicles into her mouth, sucking hard before nibbling at the flesh covering it. She grabbed his hips, holding him against the wall as he groaned. His hand quickened its pace, tightening and relaxing in just the right moments of each stroke to push him closer to orgasm.
“Oh, Buffy…love…”
She smiled inwardly, giving the other testicle equal attention. She heard his gasp, felt his muscles tense, heard him call her name…and then felt the now familiar tremble as he neared orgasm.
She moved quickly, placing her mouth over the head of his cock as he continued to stroke himself. Her right hand squeezed his scrotum with just the right amount of pressure. He screamed in ecstasy, gripping her shoulder with his free hand as he came in her mouth.
She swallowed hungrily, continuing to bathe the sensitive flesh with her tongue after his hand had stopped moving. He looked down at her and cradled her face between both of his hands.
“Buffy…come here…”
She stood quickly, leaning against his chest as his mouth covered hers. His tongue swept into her mouth, tasting his come on her tongue.
As he started to move to the shower floor, she shook her head. “No, Giles…that was just for you.”
He looked at her curiously. “Just for me?”
“Mm-hm…how many times have you made me come with your mouth today?”
He arched an eyebrow. “This isn’t a system of checks and balances, Buffy. I’m not keeping score…”
“I know…but, I just wanted to do this for you.” She cleared her throat and gave him a small smile. “Besides…um…I’m a little sore at the moment…”
When she saw the panic flicker in his eyes, she shook her head quickly. “Don’t, Giles. It’s definitely a good kind of sore…the kind of sore I hope I feel very often for a very long time…”
A smile slowly appeared on his lips as she quickly rinsed off in the cooling water. When she reached to pull him under the spray, she noticed the smile.
She shook her head in amusement. “Make you feel all manly to know that you satisfied me to the point of soreness?”
“Hm?” He shivered as the now cold spray hit his body.
“The smile.” She responded as she turned the tap off. “Is that due to the fact that I said I was a little sore?”
“Oh…” He chuckled softly as he pushed the curtain open and stepped out onto the bathmat. “No…”
She raised an eyebrow at him as he helped her out of the tub. “Then why are you smiling?”
He cleared his throat and grabbed a towel, quickly drying her body before she caught a chill. “You, uh…you said ‘a very long time’.”
She nodded and grabbed another towel, drying the water from his skin before wrapping her hand around the back of his neck and pulling him down. “Yeah…I hope that’s okay with you.”
“I think I can live with that.” He whispered moments before their mouths met.
* * *
A couple of hours later, they were sitting on the couch in the living room. Dawn occupied the chair across from them. Buffy looked slightly nervous and Giles looked very much like a deer caught in the headlights as Dawn stared at them in disbelief, her mouth dropping open.
The fact that they had declared their love for one another in front of her hadn’t shocked her. The fact that Buffy had followed that with ‘and you’re going to be an aunt in about six and a half months’ was what was to blame for her current state.
“You’re pregnant?”
Buffy nodded slowly and bit her lip. “I know that it’s a bit of a shock…”
“When? I mean…you’re like two…” Her eyes widened further. “Oh! Oh, you two fu…um…you were together when you went to London? That’s why you wouldn’t give me a straight answer!”
Giles swallowed and rubbed the back of Buffy’s hand with this thumb. “It, uh…it was a confusing time, Dawn.”
Dawn regarded him closely for a minute. “That’s why you came to Rome. You came to Rome because Buffy’s pregnant with your baby!”
“No, I…I didn’t know until last night.” Giles admitted softly.
Dawn furrowed her brow and turned her stare to Buffy. “Okay, I can understand why you wouldn’t tell me. But…why not tell Giles?”
“Dawnie…”
Dawn shook her head quickly. “No, don’t ‘Dawnie’ me! Why wouldn’t you tell him?”
Buffy sighed heavily. “Like Giles said…it was a confusing time.”
Dawn snorted and leaned back on the couch, crossing her arms over her chest. “What…were you both drunk and just ended up in bed together?”
When Buffy’s eyes widened and Giles dropped his gaze to the floor, Dawn sat forward quickly. “Oh my God! You got drunk and slept together?”
“It, uh…was a little more complicated than that.” Giles offered softly.
“Oh…my…God!”
Buffy glanced at Giles and, seeing the skin above his collar begin to turn a dark shade of red, shook her head. “Dawn, please…”
Dawn grinned. “So…how many times has this happened?”
“Before today?” Buffy answered without thinking.
At the same time, Giles shook his head slowly. “Dawn…”
Dawn sobered at the obvious pain in Giles’ eyes when he finally looked at her. “Did you love her then?”
“I’ve loved Buffy for years, Dawn.”
Dawn bit her lip and glanced at Buffy. “For as long as she’s loved you?”
“What?” Buffy asked in a shocked tone.
Dawn rolled her eyes. “My room was next to yours…the walls weren’t all that thick, you know. Especially when I was trying to listen. I’m pretty sure you only moan someone’s name like you moaned his if you’re having dreams about - ”
“Okay! Um…so, anyway…” Buffy interrupted, causing Dawn to laugh.
“So, what happens now?”
Giles laced his fingers with Buffy’s and took a deep breath. “I’d like for both of you to move to England.”
Dawn narrowed her eyes and shook her head. “But, I like Rome…I like my school…and there’s Tomasso…and…you can’t just come here and say ‘I love your sister, we’re having a baby, move to England’!”
“Dawn!” Buffy snapped.
Giles gently squeezed her hand. “No, she’s right, Buffy. That’s not exactly what I’m saying, Dawn. I’d like for you and Buffy to move to England, but if you’re opposed to that idea…I can move to Rome.”
Dawn’s mouth dropped open again. “You’d move to Rome? You hate Rome. That’s what you said when we moved here. ‘Must you pick this godforsaken town? Rome, of all places.’ That’s what you said…”
“I want a life with Buffy…and I want to be a father to our child. If I need to move to Rome in order to have that…I’ll do so.” He glanced at Buffy and gave her a warm smile before looking back to Dawn.
“I’m in love with Buffy, Dawn. This isn’t some illicit affair. But, I don’t want to cause you harm by asking you to move. If Rome is that important to you, then this is where I’ll be.”
“Are you going to marry her?” Dawn blurted out.
“Um…well, we haven’t…”
Buffy chuckled softly. “It’s a little early to be talking marriage, Dawn…even for us. I love him, he loves me…that should be enough for now. Maybe later, we’ll talk about marriage. But, right now…it’s not necessary.”
Dawn exhaled deeply and stood up. “I need to think about this.”
And with that, she quickly made her way to her room. As the door closed behind her, Giles sighed.
“Well, that went better than I expected.”
Buffy chuckled softly and rested her head against his shoulder.