Buffy snuck into her house and took a quick shower. She couldn’t erase the smile from her face. When she got out to change, she put Giles’s shirt back on, tucking the long tails into some clean blue jeans and rolling up the sleeves to her elbows. She completed the outfit with her black boots, and placed her hair in a pony tail. As she took one last look at her reflection in the mirror, even she noticed how she glowed. Love did that to you.

Her mom was already out at the gallery, but Buffy left her a quick note on the kitchen table explaining that she was training all day with Giles. Training. She giggled as she scribbled out the note. That word now had a brand new twist.

When she walked into the courtyard of Giles’s condo, she was shocked to find a motorcycle parked out front of his door. Her shock continued when he sauntered out wearing tight blue jeans, black leather boots, and a skin tight black t-shirt. Buffy’s mouth dropped open and a slight trail of drool ran from the corner of her mouth.

Giles noticed her and jumped, startled. “Buffy, I didn’t see you there. Buffy?” At first he was alarmed by her expression, but then he relaxed and smiled. He reached out and wiped the drool from her face.

“Giles, you look…and that motorcycle…and you?” She was basically incoherent. He put his head back and laughed. She smiled at him. She had never heard him laugh like that before. “I like when you laugh like that Giles. For now on, it’s my number one goal to get you to laugh like that at least once a day. Deal?”

He chuckled and nodded. “Deal.” Then he pulled her in for a kiss, not caring that they were in the middle of his condo’s courtyard and anyone could see.

“So, what’s with the bike?” Buffy asked once he had released her.

“Ah, that. I got it out of storage, and I thought perhaps we’d go for a ride up into the woods. I already packed it with some fruit, juice, and pastries.”

Buffy grinned. “You mean I get to ride on the back, holding tightly around your waist, while the roar of the wind is all around us?”

Giles blushed and stammered. “Yes…uh…well, something like that, luv.”

Buffy smiled. He was too cute when he blushed like that. Also? He’d called her luv. She clapped her hands. “Well then, what are we waiting for?” He grinned and passed her one of the helmets. She put it on and clipped the chin strap in place. It was snug, but not unbearable. Giles put on his matching blue helmet and his aviator sunglasses. He sat on the bike and instructed her to sit behind him. His heart gave a little leap as her small arms circled his waist and held to him tightly. He momentarily closed his eyes and inhaled deeply to savor the moment. Then he grinned and gunned the engine. They never noticed all the neighbors eyes turn and stare at the couple as they sped down the rode heading for the hills.

Buffy loved the ride. The thrumming of the bike all around her, vibrating her very soul, the rush of her blood as Giles took the bike into a tight corner, the drumming of her heartbeat in her chest, and the roaring of the wind. She wore a perpetual smile the entire time.

Giles was no different. It had been some time since he’d last driven the motorcycle, but having Buffy’s arms around him holding him close was a thrill he never thought to experience. He was almost sorry when they came to the wooden area he had planned to have as their picnic destination.

He slowed the bike down and parked it under a huge Redwood. He helped Buffy off the bike and then undid her chin strap so she could pull off the helmet. She undid her pony tail and let her hair fall freely down her back. Giles took off his own helmet as well and placed one on each handlebar. He quickly pulled off his boots and socks so he could feel the grass beneath his feet, and gave Buffy an amused smile as she did the same while she leaned against the motorcycle. Then, without further warning, he picked Buffy up by the waist and swung her around. She squealed like a little girl. “Giles!” They were both giggling when he set her down, covering her mouth with a kiss.

When his soft lips left hers, Buffy smiled. “Are you hungry?”

His eyes shone into hers and he nodded. “Yes, I’m hungry, but not for food.” He tipped her chin back so he could look deeply into her eyes. “Buffy, you have no idea how much I love you.”

She smiled and shook her head. “Oh yes Giles, I do. Because I love you just as much.”

“Well, luv, if it’s even half as much as I love you, then I’m the luckiest man in all the world.” He bent to kiss her again, his mouth devouring hers. His tongue tasted every nook and cranny, exploring her mouth as if he were a man dying of thirst and she was a never ending well of spring water. Slowly he lowered her down to the ground, being careful to place her gently on the grass. But she would have none of his gentleness, growling low in her throat and thrusting up against him.

“Mmmph…Buffy.” His tongue traveled down her neck, nuzzling her at the top button of the shirt. “My shirt definitely looks better on you.” He reached up and undid the first button, placing a kiss at her exposed collarbone. Buffy sighed and ran her hands up and down his back, pulling at his t-shirt so she could place her hands underneath the cotton to splay against his bare back.

Giles lifted himself up a bit and helped her remove his shirt so that she could have better access to his skin. He smiled down at her. “My turn.” Slowly he unbuttoned the shirt, exposing her lacey bra and stomach. Goosebumps speckled her as the cool morning air hit her skin, and she flushed with excitement and wanting. He straddled her waist, careful not to be too heavy with his weight upon her. This gave her the space to sit up and throw the shirt off. She wanted skin on skin. Enough with the clothing already.

Giles concurred and ran his hands up her arms and over her shoulders. He hooked a finger under each bra strap and pulled the garment down her arms, grazing her shoulders with kisses in place of the straps. While his tongue worked on her bare shoulders, he reached behind her and unlatched the hook, removing her bra completely. Buffy laid back down on the grass, but Giles still sat up so that he could look down on her.

“You are so beautiful, Buffy. Even more beautiful than I imagined.” He ran his hands down her shoulders to cup her breasts, teasing the nipples. When they stood erect he took each nipple into his mouth in turn. Buffy gasped and moved beneath him as desire surged within her. “I love tasting you, Buffy. Suckling you.” Buffy was too caught up to reply, so instead she tried to show him by pressing her hands on his back, pushing him closer to her. He chuckled. “Easy now. I want to take my time with you.”

Once he lathed each breast to his satisfaction, he moved to the valley between her breasts, running his hot tongue down towards her belly button. He dipped inside, causing her to moan and writhe. He grinned.

“Giles, please…”

“Please what, luv?”

She answered with an incoherent moan. He looked up at her glorious face. Her eyes were tightly closed, savoring each moment of his touch. She was flushed and a thin sheen of sweat coated her brow. Her golden hair was spread beneath her, fanned out like a wild flame. His heart almost stopped then. He couldn’t believe it was she that lay beneath him. He reached down and undid her jeans, pulling them off quickly, along with her underwear. As she grabbed at his jeans he shook his head and placed his hands over hers, holding them down beside her. He now lay fully on top of her, pinning her arms down, holding her hands tightly in his own. His mouth devoured hers again in an endless kiss. He felt her hard nipples against his chest.

“Ah, soon now Buffy, it will be soon.” He was so hard that he ached. He released her hands and let her undue his jeans. He had to help her coax them down his long legs, along with his boxers.

They were both now drenched in sweat. He put the fingers of his right hand inside her. She was wet and ready, so he wasted no time in sliding inside of her. When he was fully sheathed within her he stopped, motionless. He looked down at her, and their eyes met.

“I love you, Giles.” He smiled and began to slowly move within her.

“I know you do.” It’s what she needed to hear. She knew he loved her. He always had. For her to say it to him, however, and mean it beyond anything else, was huge, and they both knew it. Neither had ever been good at sharing their feelings, especially in word. Deed, however, was another matter. Now they displayed this passion in their love making.

Giles increased his pace and rocked inside of her, faster and faster. They both were breathing rapidly, moaning and calling each other’s names. Buffy clutched at his lower waist right as he felt the sensation of gathering below his spine. He was almost there. Yet, he waited. He wanted to feel her spasm beneath him first.

Buffy cried out, rocking her head back and forth and digging her nails into his back. She was coming so hard. Never had making love been so powerful to her before, so strong. She realized now that it was because she was making love, and not just having sex. Giles was her true partner in every way. He completed her. She felt that tightening in her core, and her leg muscles gathered and bunched. Then, from deep inside of her, a dam broke, and with a shuddering scream Buffy shook all around Giles. He grunted once and then he too throbbed from deep inside of her, spilling his seed in a long spurt. He clutched his arms around her and held her tightly as they both came down from the precipice of love.

The sun warmed their naked bodies as they dozed entwined together.

It was a long while before they sated their hunger.

It was an even longer while before they actually ate food.

End

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