Date: January 2001

Authors: Jacinta and Tag

Authors: Jacinta and Tag

Disclaimer: Joss and Co. owns everything we're just allowing the characters to choose their own path.

Parring: B/G

Rating: NC-17

Spoilers: minor for 'Into the Woods'

Distribution: Gabi if she wants it, anyone else just ask.

Dedication: Happy belated birthday Gabi

Summery: Plot what plot? Jac says there is one somewhere, maybe,  Tag just can't find it 

Feedback: only if you want to, but it would be appreciated. oh, and it's our first posted fic so be gentle. ;)

Authors note: our thanks go to sandy aka milk for betaing the story.

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”Are you ready Buffy?”

“Almost, just need to close this stupid suitcase!”

Buffy Summers, Slayer extraordinary, struggled with her suitcase. Every time she thought she had it something in the other end would fall out.

“Want me to sit on it for you?” Willow Rosenberg asked with a grin.

“Yes please or I might slay it and that would be bad ‘cause I don’t have another and Giles could be here any minute and feel free to stop my whining...” She stopped to breathe, “you know this is my first long-distance flight, actually it’s my first time flying, what if the plane crashes over the Atlantic?”

“Will you stop?! This isn’t like you, the mighty slayer who can face Armageddon at a daily basis is afraid of flying?”

Willow sat on the suitcase and Buffy was finally able to lock it.

“I know Will, it’s just… how will you manage it here while I’m gone, what if something happens to you?”

“We’ll be fine and Angel is coming down from LA to keep an eye on things.”

Willow was interrupted by a knock on their front door, “I believe your carriage has arrived Madam,” she said with a giggle as she opened the door and let Rupert Giles inside.

“Ready?”

“Yes she is.”   “Almost.”

The two young women answered simultaneous.

“I need to use the bathroom.”

“You just went!”

“And I need to go again.”

“So Giles, where in Europe are you going?”

“First we will be going to England, but where we go from there is a secret.”

He had given Buffy a trip around Europe (with him as guide) at her 20th birthday party, to do some watcher-slayer bonding and to give her a vacation away from the Hellmouth.

“I’m ready now.”

Buffy had reappeared and grabbed her luggage; she was equally nervous and excited about the whole trip. Nervous because of the long flight, worried about how her friends would manage and excited because she had three months alone with Giles. Oh well, Europe did sound exciting too.

At the airport the entire Scooby gang had lined up to say their goodbyes. They had already said their farewells to Joyce and Dawn early that say when they had left for their 3 month mystery tour by bus. What neither her family nor the gang knew was that the slayer and her watcher had become intimate after the departure of Riley, not that they'd had many chances to be alone since Buffy's birthday two weeks ago. The past week alone had been so hectic that they'd hadn't gotten together at all.

That was one of the reasons they were both looking forward to this holiday away together. Once seated on the plane, Buffy began to set her plan in motion. Her hand was casually placed on his knee. She moved her hand extremely slow up to his thigh and let it return just as slowly back to his kneecap.

“B-Buffy what on earth are you doing?”

He almost dropped the book he was trying to read.

“Did I do something?”

She turned to face him with an innocent expression on her face.

“Ah, would you please move your hand somewhere else?” She placed her hand on his groin.

“Is here better?” she asked.

“AH, God no.”

She could feel his member stirring to life under her hand.

“It seems someone likes it.”

She grinned at him, but removed her hand only to put it back on his thigh. She turned to the window in order to see the view from the plane while her hand slowly moved up and down his thigh. They were seated somewhat isolated from the rest of the passengers, which Giles was very thankful of, especially since Buffy’s actions weren’t suitable for an innocent eye.

<Two can play that game> Giles thought as he snuck his hand up her thigh under her skirt tracing her nether lips on the outside of her panties. He smiled when he heard her moan.  One of the Service Attendants started to make her way towards them.

“Excuse me Sir, Miss, is there anything I can get you?”

They both jumped and quickly removed their hands.

“O-oh, no t-thank you I’m fine,” stuttered Giles as he tried profusely not to blush.

“I’m cool.”

Buffy managed to sound calm, despite the embarrassment raging beneath.

“Okay, if you need anything during the flight, just press this button and someone will come and help you.”

The Attendant looked at them for a few seconds, then moved onto the next group of passengers. They sat in silence for a while starring straight at the seats in front of them, too embarrassed to resume their previous activities or even to look at each other. They sat like that until the plane had left the ground. Unnerved by the silence, Buffy turned in her seat.

“So lover-boy where're we going?”

“To England.”

“I know that dummy but where in England?”

“We'll be going to my family estate.”

“Your family estate?? How big is that?”

“About 650 acres, not far from Norwich.”

“So is it like a castle?”

“No, just a large mansion.”

“Oh.”

Buffy sat back and they resumed their silence contest. Not being able to think of anything more to say for the moment, she turned to face the window and leaned her head back into the seat.  Soon she was drifting off to sleep. Several hours later, Buffy woke up with her head resting against Giles' shoulder.

During the time she was asleep it had gotten dark and the only lights to be seen were the ones highlighting the walkway and a few above people who were awake and reading. Giles’ was one of them. She looked up at Giles and grinned as an idea entered her mind.

“You feel up to some funky moves?”

“And just what pray tell did you have in mind?”

“Follow me and find out,” whispered Buffy as she got up and started to head towards the bathroom.

Quickly looking around to see if anyone was watching, Giles hopped up and followed her.  When he got to the bathrooms, Buffy had disappeared into one of them.

“Buffy, where are you?” he whispered in order not to draw attention upon himself.

Suddenly an arm reached out from the bathroom behind him. It pulled him into the warm embrace of his slayer. She grabbed his head and kissed him fiercely as she closed and locked the door. Giles was stunned. He had never in his wildest fantasy imagined this situation and he had imagined quite a lot.

Her hands slid from his neck to his chest, where she began to open the buttons on his shirt.  She broke the kiss just to take his left nipple in her mouth and he could feel her smile against his skin when he groaned. She then proceeded to kiss and nip his skin, making a trail back up to his lips.

“W-what are you doing Buffy?” mumbled Giles between kisses.

She let one of her hands wander down and cup Giles through his trousers.

“What does is look like I’m doing….” she whispered huskily in his ear and then started to nip at his earlobe.

“Oh dear God…” was all Giles managed to say before Buffy’s lips covered his again in a searing kiss.

Her tongue flicked out to trace his lips, seeking entry to his mouth. He accepted her invasion and soon it was a battle of tongues, while their hands explored one another. No spot was left untouched. Buffy pushed him up against the sink and opened his trousers. She could feel his hot member through his shorts. After a few trying strokes on the material she pulled him out.

She broke their kiss and moved south, trailing kisses down his chest and stomach. He hissed as she reached her goal, placing a hesitated kiss on the tip of his manhood. She engulfed him slowly making it a torturous act. Giles buried his hands in her hair and tried not to move, all thoughts about protesting had vanished from his mind, only one thing was clear: the need to bury himself in her hot centre. She released his cock and trailed kisses back up to his mouth. Somehow he managed to switch their positions so that she was now sitting on the sink.  He pushed her skirt up and pulled her panties down.

“C-condom?” he managed to whisper, “do you have a condom?”

“Doesn't matter, I've just gone on the pill.”

Giles lightly traced circular patterns on the inside of her thighs with his fingertips, slowly making his way up towards his goal.  He then slid his fingers along the outside of her lips, flicking her clitoris with each pass.  Buffy couldn’t help but buck towards his hand each time he did so.

“Now, please…” she begged, unable to withstand any more of his sweet torture.

His fingers tested her readiness and boy was she ready. He guided himself home, unable to hold back the groan of pleasure. He was still for a few seconds before he started to thrust slowly, but this being torture to both of them, he soon picked up a speed. Starting to feel her orgasm building, Buffy gripped his shoulders tightly, thrusting back at him just as hard as he was thrusting into her.

“Harder…….oh Giles……harder…”

Grabbing her hips, he drove into her as hard as he could, pulling almost all the way out only to drive back in as far and as hard as he could.

“Oh yessssss…” moaned Buffy, feeling herself going over the edge of the abyss.

She buried her face in is neck, muffling the screams she new were just below the surface. Soon he felt her pulsing around him, milking him as he came.

“Oh Buffy, my love” Giles said as he kissed her face.

“Love ya too sexy” cooed Buffy, releasing his shoulders to envelop him in a warm hug.

“I think we should be getting back, or someone might catch us in here together”

“Aw, do we have ta?” smirked Buffy.

“Can’t we just kind of stay in here, snuggle some more, kiss some more,…..”

“I don’t think so you little vixen,” Giles said as he stopped her wandering hands.

“There will be time for more of that later, I promise”

“I’m going to keep you to that promise Mister.”

“I have no doubt you will, now let’s get dressed and back to our seats.”

Once they left the bathroom, they were both flustered. Even though they didn't leave together, the people awake had no doubt about what they had been doing. The guy closest to the bathroom gave Giles the thumps up as he past him, an elderly woman gave him a disapproving look, and the rest didn't seem to care at all. Back in their seats, Buffy cuddled up against his side, they both fell into the slumber of the satisfied.

The End...

... or is it? <eg>

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