Hidden Truths (12/14)
Buffy and Giles have some (apparently much-needed) alone time.
This chapter is rated FRAO.
Mere minutes after Dawn left, Giles pulled Buffy into his bedroom…now, their bedroom. The interruption obviously hadn’t lessened his desire for her. He grinned at Buffy when she voiced that very thought.
It didn’t take them long to divest one another of their clothing. And as Giles pushed Buffy onto the bed and leaned over her, she returned his grin and bent her legs, resting her knees against his sides.
“Too excited for foreplay too?”
He paused and looked into her eyes. “God, I’m sorry. I - ”
She interrupted him quickly as she slid her hands over his shoulders. “Didn’t you get that I said ‘too’?”
He smiled as her nails lightly scratched the back of his neck as she continued.
“I want you, Giles. Right now. I really don’t think I could handle foreplay at the moment. Besides…I think we had enough mental foreplay on the plane, don’t you?”
“I think I nearly came once or twice during the flight.” He admitted as he slowly pushed his hips forward, sliding his erection into her. “Just thinking about how you feel…in my arms, beneath me, on top of me…Christ, Buffy…I love you.”
She returned the sentiment on a strangled whisper, pulling him down for a kiss as she lifted her hips to meet his.
* * *
Dawn grinned when she saw Xander running towards her as she walked out of the station. She laughed as he picked her up and swung her around.
“Xander!”
He chuckled, placing her back on the ground and shrugged a shoulder. “I’ve missed you. Came down here as soon as I got off the phone with you. Why didn’t Buffy come?”
She didn’t hesitate in her answer, figuring he’d find out soon enough anyway. Besides, she had to see his reaction.
“Oh, she and Giles are having sex.”
His mouth dropped open as he stared at her. “With each other?”
“Yep.” She looped her arm through his and looked down the street. “So…where do you want to go?”
“Huh?” Xander shook his head. “Wait, Dawn…Buffy and Giles are having sex…and you seem to be perfectly fine with that.”
“Well, that is why Buffy and I moved to England.” Dawn replied as she started walking, pulling him with her.
“You moved to England so they could have sex?”
She laughed and shook her head. “No…we moved to England because they’re in love and they want a life together. And…I haven’t seen Buffy this happy in ages…or ever.”
Xander furrowed his brow. “But…they’ve been in love with each other for years. Why now?”
Dawn sighed, wondering how much she should tell him. She knew she didn’t want to tell him the big news…that was for Buffy and Giles to tell.
“Do you remember a few months ago when Buffy came to see Giles after we found out about what happened in L.A.?”
“I wasn’t in England then. Willow told me that Buffy had been here though.”
Dawn bit her lip and glanced at a pub on the corner of the street. “Come on, let’s have a drink and sit down for a bit.”
Xander raised an eyebrow, but followed her into the pub. After grabbing a small table in the corner and ordering a couple of pints, Xander took a deep breath.
“Okay. Tell me.”
Dawn smiled and took a sip of the lager. “Buffy came to see how Giles was doing. They ended up at a pub for a few drinks…apparently they got pretty drunk.”
Xander swallowed a mouthful of beer and slowly lowered his glass to the table. “Buffy and Giles got drunk together?”
“Mm-hm.” Dawn nodded slowly. “Which apparently led to drunken sex at Giles’ house.”
Xander’s eyes widened, causing Dawn to realize for the first time what a good job the Coven had done repairing his injured eye.
“So drunken sex leads to declarations of love?”
“No…drunken sex led to sober sex the following night. But, Buffy…being the idiot she can be…told him that sometimes sex between friends happens, but it doesn’t mean anything has to change.”
“What?”
Dawn sighed and ran her finger through the condensation on the glass. “She didn’t mean it, Xander. But, she thought that Giles thought it was just sex. So she was giving him an out.”
Xander licked his lips and looked down into his glass. “That explains why Giles has been a little depressed since I got here.”
“For Giles to show a little depression, he must’ve been really depressed.”
“Yeah.” He answered softly before meeting her eyes again. “So…how did this happen?”
Knowing he meant the admission of their true feelings and the move from Rome, she smiled. “Giles showed up on our doorstep and told her that he loved her…and that it had never been just sex to him.”
Xander nodded, regarding Dawn carefully. “And…how are you about all of this?”
A bright smile appeared on Dawn’s face. “Like you said…they’ve been in love with each other for years. The only people it seemed to surprise were Buffy and Giles. They’re so happy, Xander.”
“Yeah, I get that. But…” He sighed softly and reached out, placing his hand over hers. “You really like Rome.”
Dawn nodded and glanced at their joined hands. “Yeah, I do. But…London has some nice qualities too.”
Xander smiled, giving her hand a gentle squeeze before taking another sip of his beer.
* * *
Buffy moaned as Giles sat up, pulling her right nipple into his mouth as she continued to move on top of him. He lightly bit the hardened nub before wrapping his arms around her, splaying his hands across her back as he moved his mouth to cover hers.
Her fingers weaved through his sweat-dampened hair as their tongues met in a passionate kiss. She tore her mouth from his when she felt her orgasm quickly build.
“God…Giles!”
He quickly rolled their bodies until he was once again kneeling between her thighs. His eyes were drawn to her breasts, pink and swollen from his touches and kisses. They bounced in rhythm with his thrusts, which were becoming harder and shorter as her moans grew louder.
The sheets were soaked with a combination of their sweat and the fluids from her two earlier orgasms. He could hear the wet slap of each thrust over her groans and his own grunts and growls as he struggled to hold on for just a while longer.
Her nails dug into his sides as she wrapped her legs around his waist, her hips bucking against him. She screamed his name as she came again, her hot juices flooding over his thickening cock once more.
As her inner muscles rippled against him, her name left his lips on a cry of ecstasy. His eyes clenched shut as he lost his struggle and came deep within her. He gasped for breath as her legs fell back to the mattress, his thrusts slowing until he came to a complete halt.
Her trembling fingers rubbed soothingly over the half-moon marks on his sides, her chest heaving as he smiled softly down at her. Carefully moving to her side, he pulled her into his arms and brushed his lips across hers.
“I’m sure I’ve never heard anything as enticing as you screaming my name in passion.”
She laughed gently and lovingly rubbed his chest. “I could say the same, you know. Probably with fewer words…”
His hand found its way to her abdomen, as it did quite often now. He licked his dry lips when he noticed the small divot between her eyes that signified deep thought.
“What is it, love?”
She sighed softly and rolled onto her back, grimacing as her bare skin touched the cool wet spot on the sheet. “Nothing, really. I was just thinking that…well, I just wish our baby had been conceived like this.”
“Buffy…”
“Do you think it happened the first night or the second?”
He shifted over and pulled her to a drier part of the bed and shook his head. “I’m sure I have no idea. Though I must admit that my preference would be that it happened when we were sober…and making love.”
“Instead of being drunk and fucking.” Buffy added with a small smile. “But…the first night has its pro as well.”
“Oh? Just one?” He questioned as his fingers continued to stroke the slight swell.
She placed her hand on his, her fingers rubbing the back of his hand as she chuckled softly. “The first night…you held me all night. When I woke up…I was still in your arms.”
He swallowed the lump that had suddenly formed in his throat. “Please know that I didn’t want you to leave this bed the second night.”
“I do now.” She whispered, her eyes beginning to glisten. “I just kept wishing that you’d come into my room…”
“I wanted to.” He lifted his hand to the side of her face, his thumb brushing over her cheek. “I even made it to your door once.”
“I should never have said what I did about friends having sex.” She whispered as she leaned into his touch.
“How were you to know, Buffy? It’s not as if I disagreed with you.”
She bit her lip and looked into his eyes. “But…I saw the hurt in your eyes. Only for a second, but it was there. And then I talked myself into believing it was just my imagination.”
He sighed softly and kissed her lips warmly. “We can’t change what happened, Buffy. We were both too afraid to show our true feelings at the time. The important thing is…we have now.”
“I can’t remember a time when I didn’t love you, Giles.” She whispered, her palm resting against his cheek.
He turned his head just enough to press a kiss into her palm. “Nor can I.”
She glanced at the clock on his bedside table and groaned. “How did that happen?”
He followed her eyes and smiled when he read the time as 5:12. “Well, they do say that time flies when you’re having fun.” He looked down at her, his eyes darting to her lips. “And…I was definitely having fun.”
She chuckled, wrapping her hand around the back of his neck and drawing his mouth back to hers.
* * *
Xander looked down at Dawn as she leaned against the wall. All of the seats were taken on the train, so they were forced to stand. Xander was used to it. In fact, he could only remember finding a seat once.
“So…how many hearts did you break when you left Rome?”
Dawn laughed and shook her head. “None. I was seeing a guy, Tomasso. But, he took the news really well. Probably because Gianni was there having a drink.”
Xander raised an eyebrow. “Gianni?”
“Mm-hm. Tomasso is a really sweet guy, fun to be around, great sense of humour. But…I think he might be a little gay.”
Xander laughed good-naturedly. At that moment, a largish man bumped into him on his way to the door. The sudden movement caught Xander off-balance and pushed him forward but Dawn was able to grab the front of his shirt to steady him before he fell right into her.
Their eyes met and Xander offered a softly whispered ‘thanks’ as he regained his balance. Dawn nodded and blushed lightly, swallowing nervously as her hands slowly released his shirt.
“No problem.”
Xander took a deep breath as Dawn turned her eyes to the window. He had a feeling that things could very well become a little more complicated than he thought.
This chapter is rated FRAO.
Mere minutes after Dawn left, Giles pulled Buffy into his bedroom…now, their bedroom. The interruption obviously hadn’t lessened his desire for her. He grinned at Buffy when she voiced that very thought.
It didn’t take them long to divest one another of their clothing. And as Giles pushed Buffy onto the bed and leaned over her, she returned his grin and bent her legs, resting her knees against his sides.
“Too excited for foreplay too?”
He paused and looked into her eyes. “God, I’m sorry. I - ”
She interrupted him quickly as she slid her hands over his shoulders. “Didn’t you get that I said ‘too’?”
He smiled as her nails lightly scratched the back of his neck as she continued.
“I want you, Giles. Right now. I really don’t think I could handle foreplay at the moment. Besides…I think we had enough mental foreplay on the plane, don’t you?”
“I think I nearly came once or twice during the flight.” He admitted as he slowly pushed his hips forward, sliding his erection into her. “Just thinking about how you feel…in my arms, beneath me, on top of me…Christ, Buffy…I love you.”
She returned the sentiment on a strangled whisper, pulling him down for a kiss as she lifted her hips to meet his.
* * *
Dawn grinned when she saw Xander running towards her as she walked out of the station. She laughed as he picked her up and swung her around.
“Xander!”
He chuckled, placing her back on the ground and shrugged a shoulder. “I’ve missed you. Came down here as soon as I got off the phone with you. Why didn’t Buffy come?”
She didn’t hesitate in her answer, figuring he’d find out soon enough anyway. Besides, she had to see his reaction.
“Oh, she and Giles are having sex.”
His mouth dropped open as he stared at her. “With each other?”
“Yep.” She looped her arm through his and looked down the street. “So…where do you want to go?”
“Huh?” Xander shook his head. “Wait, Dawn…Buffy and Giles are having sex…and you seem to be perfectly fine with that.”
“Well, that is why Buffy and I moved to England.” Dawn replied as she started walking, pulling him with her.
“You moved to England so they could have sex?”
She laughed and shook her head. “No…we moved to England because they’re in love and they want a life together. And…I haven’t seen Buffy this happy in ages…or ever.”
Xander furrowed his brow. “But…they’ve been in love with each other for years. Why now?”
Dawn sighed, wondering how much she should tell him. She knew she didn’t want to tell him the big news…that was for Buffy and Giles to tell.
“Do you remember a few months ago when Buffy came to see Giles after we found out about what happened in L.A.?”
“I wasn’t in England then. Willow told me that Buffy had been here though.”
Dawn bit her lip and glanced at a pub on the corner of the street. “Come on, let’s have a drink and sit down for a bit.”
Xander raised an eyebrow, but followed her into the pub. After grabbing a small table in the corner and ordering a couple of pints, Xander took a deep breath.
“Okay. Tell me.”
Dawn smiled and took a sip of the lager. “Buffy came to see how Giles was doing. They ended up at a pub for a few drinks…apparently they got pretty drunk.”
Xander swallowed a mouthful of beer and slowly lowered his glass to the table. “Buffy and Giles got drunk together?”
“Mm-hm.” Dawn nodded slowly. “Which apparently led to drunken sex at Giles’ house.”
Xander’s eyes widened, causing Dawn to realize for the first time what a good job the Coven had done repairing his injured eye.
“So drunken sex leads to declarations of love?”
“No…drunken sex led to sober sex the following night. But, Buffy…being the idiot she can be…told him that sometimes sex between friends happens, but it doesn’t mean anything has to change.”
“What?”
Dawn sighed and ran her finger through the condensation on the glass. “She didn’t mean it, Xander. But, she thought that Giles thought it was just sex. So she was giving him an out.”
Xander licked his lips and looked down into his glass. “That explains why Giles has been a little depressed since I got here.”
“For Giles to show a little depression, he must’ve been really depressed.”
“Yeah.” He answered softly before meeting her eyes again. “So…how did this happen?”
Knowing he meant the admission of their true feelings and the move from Rome, she smiled. “Giles showed up on our doorstep and told her that he loved her…and that it had never been just sex to him.”
Xander nodded, regarding Dawn carefully. “And…how are you about all of this?”
A bright smile appeared on Dawn’s face. “Like you said…they’ve been in love with each other for years. The only people it seemed to surprise were Buffy and Giles. They’re so happy, Xander.”
“Yeah, I get that. But…” He sighed softly and reached out, placing his hand over hers. “You really like Rome.”
Dawn nodded and glanced at their joined hands. “Yeah, I do. But…London has some nice qualities too.”
Xander smiled, giving her hand a gentle squeeze before taking another sip of his beer.
* * *
Buffy moaned as Giles sat up, pulling her right nipple into his mouth as she continued to move on top of him. He lightly bit the hardened nub before wrapping his arms around her, splaying his hands across her back as he moved his mouth to cover hers.
Her fingers weaved through his sweat-dampened hair as their tongues met in a passionate kiss. She tore her mouth from his when she felt her orgasm quickly build.
“God…Giles!”
He quickly rolled their bodies until he was once again kneeling between her thighs. His eyes were drawn to her breasts, pink and swollen from his touches and kisses. They bounced in rhythm with his thrusts, which were becoming harder and shorter as her moans grew louder.
The sheets were soaked with a combination of their sweat and the fluids from her two earlier orgasms. He could hear the wet slap of each thrust over her groans and his own grunts and growls as he struggled to hold on for just a while longer.
Her nails dug into his sides as she wrapped her legs around his waist, her hips bucking against him. She screamed his name as she came again, her hot juices flooding over his thickening cock once more.
As her inner muscles rippled against him, her name left his lips on a cry of ecstasy. His eyes clenched shut as he lost his struggle and came deep within her. He gasped for breath as her legs fell back to the mattress, his thrusts slowing until he came to a complete halt.
Her trembling fingers rubbed soothingly over the half-moon marks on his sides, her chest heaving as he smiled softly down at her. Carefully moving to her side, he pulled her into his arms and brushed his lips across hers.
“I’m sure I’ve never heard anything as enticing as you screaming my name in passion.”
She laughed gently and lovingly rubbed his chest. “I could say the same, you know. Probably with fewer words…”
His hand found its way to her abdomen, as it did quite often now. He licked his dry lips when he noticed the small divot between her eyes that signified deep thought.
“What is it, love?”
She sighed softly and rolled onto her back, grimacing as her bare skin touched the cool wet spot on the sheet. “Nothing, really. I was just thinking that…well, I just wish our baby had been conceived like this.”
“Buffy…”
“Do you think it happened the first night or the second?”
He shifted over and pulled her to a drier part of the bed and shook his head. “I’m sure I have no idea. Though I must admit that my preference would be that it happened when we were sober…and making love.”
“Instead of being drunk and fucking.” Buffy added with a small smile. “But…the first night has its pro as well.”
“Oh? Just one?” He questioned as his fingers continued to stroke the slight swell.
She placed her hand on his, her fingers rubbing the back of his hand as she chuckled softly. “The first night…you held me all night. When I woke up…I was still in your arms.”
He swallowed the lump that had suddenly formed in his throat. “Please know that I didn’t want you to leave this bed the second night.”
“I do now.” She whispered, her eyes beginning to glisten. “I just kept wishing that you’d come into my room…”
“I wanted to.” He lifted his hand to the side of her face, his thumb brushing over her cheek. “I even made it to your door once.”
“I should never have said what I did about friends having sex.” She whispered as she leaned into his touch.
“How were you to know, Buffy? It’s not as if I disagreed with you.”
She bit her lip and looked into his eyes. “But…I saw the hurt in your eyes. Only for a second, but it was there. And then I talked myself into believing it was just my imagination.”
He sighed softly and kissed her lips warmly. “We can’t change what happened, Buffy. We were both too afraid to show our true feelings at the time. The important thing is…we have now.”
“I can’t remember a time when I didn’t love you, Giles.” She whispered, her palm resting against his cheek.
He turned his head just enough to press a kiss into her palm. “Nor can I.”
She glanced at the clock on his bedside table and groaned. “How did that happen?”
He followed her eyes and smiled when he read the time as 5:12. “Well, they do say that time flies when you’re having fun.” He looked down at her, his eyes darting to her lips. “And…I was definitely having fun.”
She chuckled, wrapping her hand around the back of his neck and drawing his mouth back to hers.
* * *
Xander looked down at Dawn as she leaned against the wall. All of the seats were taken on the train, so they were forced to stand. Xander was used to it. In fact, he could only remember finding a seat once.
“So…how many hearts did you break when you left Rome?”
Dawn laughed and shook her head. “None. I was seeing a guy, Tomasso. But, he took the news really well. Probably because Gianni was there having a drink.”
Xander raised an eyebrow. “Gianni?”
“Mm-hm. Tomasso is a really sweet guy, fun to be around, great sense of humour. But…I think he might be a little gay.”
Xander laughed good-naturedly. At that moment, a largish man bumped into him on his way to the door. The sudden movement caught Xander off-balance and pushed him forward but Dawn was able to grab the front of his shirt to steady him before he fell right into her.
Their eyes met and Xander offered a softly whispered ‘thanks’ as he regained his balance. Dawn nodded and blushed lightly, swallowing nervously as her hands slowly released his shirt.
“No problem.”
Xander took a deep breath as Dawn turned her eyes to the window. He had a feeling that things could very well become a little more complicated than he thought.