Paycheck: Part 7

Business complete, a clean escape made from the Council without another altercation with Quentin, a quick side trip made to the store for some condoms, they both breathed a sigh of relief when the door to the hotel room shut behind them. Then they were staring at each other, the air almost explosive with sexual tension, and with the next breath they were holding on tight, their lips and tongues mating, their hands exploring one another.

Giles pressed fevered kisses all over Buffy’s face. "It’s been making me insane not to be able to touch you."

Buffy was starting to unbutton his shirt. "Hey, that’s not my fault. Ever since that kiss I’ve been ready."

Giles couldn’t believe he’d managed to hold out this long. He started to unzip Buffy’s dress. Suddenly there was a knock on the door.

Giles groaned and yanked it open. When he saw who it was he groaned again. "Are you stalking me? How can you possibly be here in London?"

Rhonda grinned and looked at Michelle. "See, I told you it was them." She looked at Giles. "She didn’t believe me, but I told her it was you. I said, there’s Mr. Giles and Buffy. Let’s go say hi. Maybe we can, like, do dinner or something."

Giles just stared at them. Michelle actually noticed the fact that they were in a state of dishabille. "Uh, Rhonda, I think we sort of interrupted them."

Rhonda was clueless. "What do you mean?"

Buffy came to the door and wrapped her arm around Giles. "I’d like to have sex with the librarian now. Would you please leave?"

Giles rolled his eyes and glared down at her. Then he glared at Rhonda and Michelle. They both grinned at him. Rhonda pointed her finger. "See, I knew it. I knew you were together." She looked at Michelle. "People just don’t understand that I have a thing for this, I just know when people are together."

Michelle looked sadly at Rhonda. "People just don’t get how smart you are."

"I know it."

Buffy had been denied Giles for too long to wait any longer. "Hey, geniuses. Time to scram."

Rhonda nodded knowingly. "Maybe we’ll stop by later and see if you want to get together."

Giles shook his head. "I’m sorry, we have plans. Maybe next time."

Buffy started shutting the door. "We’ll just see you back in Sunnydale."

Rhonda’s eyes lit up. "He’s coming back home to be with you, to take care of you and the baby?"

Buffy rolled her eyes. "You guys so need to get to past the baby thing. But yes, he's coming back. We’re getting married." Putting the Do Not Disturb sign on the outside doorknob she flashed Rhonda and Michelle a grin and closed the door. Then she locked it and threw the security bolt. "There." Then she grinned up at Giles and ran her hands up his chest, lacing them behind his neck. "Alone at last."

A pair of shrieks sounded from the hallway accompanied by the sound of two hands smacking together. Rhonda spoke. "We so rock."

"Totally." Their footsteps retreated down the hall.

Giles looked at Buffy in all seriousness. "If those two show up again, I’m going to have you slay them."

Buffy giggled. "Oh come on. They sort of played matchmaker for us."

"I refuse to credit either one of them with the ability to achieve anything as worthwhile as this."

"They told you to kiss me. I don’t think we would have kissed if they hadn’t said that and got us arguing." Giles decided he didn’t want to argue about it when he could be making love to Buffy. He picked her up and carried her to the bed, throwing her down. Buffy let out a giggling shriek and lay there, looking up at him, her face glowing with her love for him. "Come here, good looking."

Giles finished unbuttoning his shirt and pulled it and his jacket off. He crawled onto the bed and pulled her close, kissing her, his mouth showing her that they had all the time in the world as he slowly consumed her. He nibbled her lips, exploring her mouth, while his hands slowly ran up and down her body, touching her in all the right places, eliciting a myriad of breathless little moans from Buffy.

Buffy started to return the favor, her fingers brushed his nipples and then danced across his belly until she touched his hardened cock through his pants. He groaned and his hips moved against her hand. Feeling the length of him she looked up at him, smiling. "Yum. All mine?"

"All yours." Giles’ mouth was exploring Buffy’s breasts, bringing them to a sharp peak through her clothing. His hands found her zipper again and he finished unzipping her dress and pulled it down her body, revealing his wondrous Slayer in all her lingeried splendor. She watched as his eyes gleamed. Grinning he looked at her and repeated her words back to her. "Yum, indeed. Is this all for me?"

Buffy arched against him, wanting his mouth back on her. "All for you."

Giles needed no other coaxing. His mouth caressed her through the sheer fabric of her bra, his hand making its way down the soft skin of her stomach, to her thighs, cupping her mound. Buffy let out a groan and parted her legs, wanting to give him access. Meanwhile she started on his belt, wanting Giles naked.

With his help they got him stripped and her hand encircled him, getting another groan out of him. Now that Giles had her in front of him, and he was touching her, he wanted to fully explore. After a final nibble on her pebbled nipples he began to move down her body, until his lips starting tasting her through her panties. He could feel the heat and moisture of her and it was driving him wild. Pulling her panties off he explored her with his tongue, parting her labia with his fingers, wanting to taste every bit of her. He slipped a finger, then a second one, inside of her, smiling at her moans, at the way her body writhed underneath his ministrations. When he could feel her almost at the edge, he pulled away and crawled back up her body.

He wasn’t sure if she would want to kiss him after he’d tasted her but Buffy pulled his lips to her and kissed him frantically, trying to adjust his body on top of her so he could enter her. He nibbled on an earlobe, as he unclasped her bra, enjoying the feeling of her body underneath his, their naked flesh touching. Giles looked down at her, watched her face alight with passion, lips swollen, eyes dark. "You are so beautiful."

She smiled at him as she arched against him, breathless with need and anticipation. "I want you inside of me. Don’t make me wait anymore."

Giles reached for a condom, holding his breath as she slowly rolled it on. Then he settled between her thighs. "Do you know how long it’s going to take me to come once I get inside you?" At her wide-eyed silence he answered, grinning. "About five seconds. I’ve been ready to explode for days."

Buffy giggled. "Good, that’s about how long it’s going to take me too." She reached down between them and held him, guiding him to her center. "Please, now."

Giles began to enter her, cautiously at first, but when he felt how wet and ready she was he thrust all the way in. They both let out a moan at the sensation. And then they were lost in it. It became wild and primal as he thrust into her and she met his thrust with an upward movement of her own, her fingernails clawing his back. It took longer than five seconds but it didn’t take long. They came together as they both exploded into their orgasms, holding tightly to each other.

It took them a while to calm down. They still held each other closely, Giles having shifted a bit to the side to dispose of the condom. It was as if they couldn’t bear to be apart, even by a few inches, now that they’d finally come together.

Buffy sighed and snuggled even closer. "You know what?"

"No, what?"

"I feel like I’ve died and gone to heaven." Giles was momentarily stunned at her remark, not sure if she was even aware of what she’d said, if she perhaps simply meant it as a saying, as opposed to a literal truth. He wasn’t sure how to respond without knowing so he pulled his head back so he could look at her face. She smiled at him. "And I bet I’m the only person you know who could actually say that and mean it."

Giles let out a half laugh and held her tightly enough to make her grunt. "Oh, Buffy, I do love you so." He pulled away again and kissed her. "And you’re right, you are the only person I know who could say that and mean it, and I feel indescribably honored that you feel that way."

"You make me happy. You make me feel safe. You make me glad to be alive."

Giles didn’t know why it chose this moment to arrive but he suddenly felt a streak of jealousy flash through him. "Did Spike make you feel that way?"

Buffy snorted. "Please. There was nothing remotely heavenly about what Spike and I had. Maybe a little bit of hell."

"Are you sure I can’t stake him?"

Buffy rolled her eyes at Giles. "Very sure. I know you don’t like it that we were together, hell, I don’t even like that we were together, but he kept me going, and he watches over Dawn." She suddenly thought of something. "And you know what? He thought we were having sex too."

Giles’ eyebrows rose. "Good Lord. Did everyone think we were involved that way?"

Buffy giggled. "I think so." She moved against him suggestively. "See what we’ve been missing out on?"

Giles placed one of his hands on her breast, running his hand over it to get the nipple to rise. Then he suckled on it. "Indeed." His mouth moved to the other breast. "We’d best not waste any more of it."

Buffy flipped them over and straddled Giles’ thighs with her legs, feeling him stir to life underneath her. "I couldn’t agree more." Grinning at him, she bent down to kiss him while his arms closed around her.

***

It took them all night to sate their appetite for each other but by late morning, after a few hours of sleep, Buffy was eager to do some sightseeing outside of the hotel room. They checked out of the hotel and spent the rest of the day roaming the city, Giles anxiously looking out for Rhonda and Michelle, sure that they were around every corner, waiting to pounce. He muttered to Buffy, looking morose. "Not that it matters. There’s nothing I can ever say to them now to convince them that I haven’t been molesting you since you were sixteen, especially after your sleeping with the librarian comment."

Buffy laughed. "Well, I’m legal now."

"That’s beside the point. It makes me feel like a dirty old man, thinking that they believed I preyed on teenagers. When in fact I never even gave it a thought until they first mentioned it the day before you arrived."

"See, they did help get us together. You should be grateful they showed up."

Giles sighed. "I was anything but grateful when they hit me with the news about you and Spike." He snorted. "They even asked if you, Jenny and I were an item."

Buffy’s jaw dropped and then she started to laugh. "God, I wished I could have seen your face."

"You wouldn’t have seen it for long. I got up and ran. I couldn’t stand to be with them for one more second. I was afraid they’d accuse me of lusting after Snyder next." He shook his head. "I had no idea I was such grist for the gossip mill at that school. I’m embarrassed I was so clueless about it."

"Hey, it’s not that surprising. I mean you were single, good looking, had this great accent and no one knew anything about you. You hung out with me all the time. I mean I’m sure people saw us all over town, at all hours of the day or night, at your house, at my house, in the cemeteries, what else were people going to think? Especially when it goes on for years. And then you start dating the prettiest teacher at school." Buffy sighed. "Did you ever sleep with her?"

"Jenny?"

Buffy nodded.

Giles glanced at Buffy. "Does it matter?"

"I’m just curious. And a little jealous too, although I’m sort of ashamed to admit that." She hesitated a second. "So did you?"

Even though Jenny was dead, Giles still felt uncomfortable discussing the topic. He stopped and taking both of Buffy’s hands in his he held them to his chest. Looking at her lovingly he answered her the best way he could. "Buffy, regardless of what Jenny and I did or didn’t do, I can assure you that last night, and being here with you, loving you, knowing that you want to share your life with me, makes everything that came before you a very distant memory."

"So, I was…?"

"Yes, you were. You are everything I could have hoped for and so much more. Please, rest assured, every other encounter pales in comparison."

Buffy grinned up at him. Disengaging her hands she laid her head on his chest. "How did I get so lucky as to end up with you?"

"I believe you wanted me for my money. You came here planning to abscond with my paycheck and all my future paychecks as well, leaving me in a life of abject poverty."

"That’s right. I did want you for your paycheck." She giggled. "And I got it, and a paycheck of my own too. And a major bonus."

"A major bonus?"

"You. I got you.”

"Ah, yes you did." He held her tightly. "I feel as if I got quite a bonus myself." He grinned down at her. "A proposal of marriage, in front of Quentin Travers, no less." Giles started to laugh. "Oh, Buffy, not in my wildest dreams could I have imagined that."

Buffy giggled. Then she sent a pleading look his way. "Will you… I mean I know I proposed, but would you… could we…?"

Giles stared at her, trying to work out where she was going. "I need more to go on, Buffy, what is it?"

Buffy just shook her head, blushing. "Never mind."

Tell me." Giles was mystified.

"I can’t. Maybe later."

Dissatisfied, he still let her pull him along and they resumed their tourist activities. As they strolled along Buffy did some window-shopping. One store in particular seemed to interest her. Giles finally looked in the window, as she seemed stuck there. "What has you so fascinated?" The display was filled with diamond engagement rings. She looked up at him, that pleading look on her face again. Giles frowned at her. "Shouldn't you be the one to buy me one of those? After all, you did propose to me."

Buffy pouted.

Giles grinned and taking her hand, dragged her into the store.

The End
March 31, 2002