Date: June 2001
Authors: Jacinta and Tag
Disclaimer: Joss and Co. owns everything we're just allowing the characters to choose their own path.
Pairing: B/G
Rating: NC-17
Spoilers: Season 5 - Set after 'Checkpoint'
Distribution: Gabi if she wants it, theLIST too, anyone else please ask first.
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.
Dedication: To Dword. This was originally supposed to be her birthday fic(way back in March), but RL reared its ugly head and delayed us(well Jac mostly). You forgive us sweetie?? Puhlease???????
Authors note: Thanks to all the people giving us feedback and demanding more in the series and all the great ideas! J Our thanks also go to Sandy aka Milk for being our dedicated beta reader again.
Previously in ‘The Train’:
“I think next time should be in a bed or at least somewhere not moving.”
“Aww, I thought we had fun.” She replied with a grin.
“Ah yes well…”
“Give it up watcher-man, you know I’m right,” she smiled teasingly.
Knowing she was right, he took her into his arms and kissed her deeply before retrieving their bags in preparation to leave.
“Come on, just another hours drive and we are there,” said Giles taking her hand and leading her out of the compartment as the train came to a stop.
They both totally missed the looks of either envy or shock from the passengers who were riding in the compartments next to theirs.
And now, the continuance:
A maid led them to their rooms. Buffy’s room was two doors to the left of the master room, where Giles would be. She gave him a sullen look that clearly said, ‘You better fix this or I’ll make you pay dearly.’ All Giles could do in reply was to shrug his shoulders and give her an apologetic smile as he followed Thomas into the master room with his bags.
Buffy decided that she would do a little exploring, but didn’t want to wait till she had finished unpacking her luggage. As she reached for the door handle, she heard voices outside as Giles and Thomas walked past. Seeing as how Giles wasn’t going to be in there, Buffy thought she’d go look at his room first. Opening the door, she was greeted by the sight of an enormous bed.
With naughty thoughts of what they could get up to in that bed, Buffy moved across the room and through the door to the bathroom. When she found a spa in the master bathroom, all thoughts about sightseeing the house vanished into thin air. She really needed a bath and this was big enough for both of them.
Buffy went back to her room to get a towel and robe. Unfortunately, they were at the bottom of her suitcase. Opening it up, she dumped the contents on the bed and rummaged through her stuff until she found them. As she started undressing, Buffy heard footsteps going past her door. It was Giles returning to his room. Smiling to herself, a plan took form in Buffy’s head. She decided to give him a few minutes to settle in his room, so she went to the TV to see what was on.
Bypassing the news and sporting programs, Buffy stopped on the movie channel. After a few minutes she recognised it as that old movie based on H.G. Wells book ‘The Time Machine’ that she and her mother had seen a few months ago. A few more channel changes later she found a program called ‘Walking With Dinosaurs’, another movie channel- this one playing ‘Ben Hur’ - and a music station which had just started a clip of the Beatles singing ‘Yellow Submarine’. Giving up on finding anything decent to watch and thinking that she had given Giles plenty of time, she turned off the TV and finished undressing, slipping on her robe and heading back to the master bedroom.
After slowly opening the door, she scanned the room. When she didn't see him there, she concluded he had moved on to the bathroom. Buffy found Giles in the bath, lying with his head on the side of the tub, enjoying the feel of the warm water on his body. Slipping out of her robe and placing her towel on the sink, she noticed that the spa wasn’t turned on, so she sneaked up and started it, scaring him out of his wits.
He tried to look stern but failed when he saw her before him in all her naked glory, stepping closer to him with tiny steps. He reached out an arm and waved her closer. Buffy stepped into the spa and settled next to him, snuggling into his chest. He put his arm around her and they just sat there for a while. The sound of someone knocking on the door interrupted their quiet moment.
“Mr. Giles? Are you in there?”
They looked at each other startled and then Buffy dived under the surface of the water while Giles composed himself.
“Yes Thomas?”
The butler opened the door.
“ I’m so sorry to disturb you sir, but we haven’t discussed the days menu. If the kitchen has to be on time, now is really the last time to arrange meals for yourself and the young lady.”
Giles almost jumped out of the water when he felt Buffy’s hand creep up his thigh.
“Ah, I think roast chicken and vegetables would do just fine and some fresh fruit for desert. No appetiser will be necessary.”
He was trying very hard to concentrate on the butler and not on what Buffy’s hot mouth was now doing to his rapidly hardening penis.
“W-was that a-all?”
“Yes sir, I’m sorry for the interruption.”
Thomas turned around hiding a small smile and left the room carefully closing the door after him. As soon as the butler left the room Giles grabbed Buffy by the hair and pulled her head out of the water, he removed the bubbles with his free hand before he drew her into a demanding kiss.
“You… *kiss*… are… *kiss*… so… *kiss*… going to… *kiss*… regret… *kiss*… that!”
“Reallyyyyyyyy?”
She squealed when he began to tickle her ribs.
“This is only the beginning.”
He stopped tickling her and relocated his hands at her waist. Then he lifted her so her left nipple was level with his mouth. He blew the bubbles away before he drew a circle around it with the tip of his tongue. He smiled when he heard her moan.
“Buffy love, could you please sit on your knees? My arms are beginning to hurt.”
She obeyed without hesitation, but turned her torso slightly so her right nipple was now closest to his mouth. Picking up her signal he gave the right nipple the same attention he had given the other just seconds before. He let his hands wander from her waist to her hips, then to her thighs. Drawing small circles with his thumbs he slowly worked his way up to her nether lips. Buffy groaned in pleasure as his thumbs reached their goal, one rubbing her clit and the other running along the inside of her lips.
She reached down between them and found her prize. She could feel him groan against her breast when she grabbed his manhood, but she didn't have time to gloat since Giles entered her with a finger, slowly stroking her inner walls. After a few strokes another finger joined the first. He kept changing the speed of his fingers thrusts. His mouth had move from her nipples to her throat, trailing small love bites along the path. All thoughts about her own plan to seduce him disappeared, as she got closer to the edge. Then just as suddenly as he had inserted his fingers, he withdrew them only to remove her hand from his shaft and impale her.
He held her still while he continued to lick and nibble her collarbone, but soon he could feel her squirm in his lap, trying to get him to loosen his grip on her hips so she could move. They began to build a slow rhythm, taking their time while exploring each other with their hands and tongues. After a few minutes of sweet torture, their movements became more urgent and soon the water was splashing out of the spa as they came closer to their release. Just then there was a knocking at the door.
“Mr Giles?”
“Yes Thomas,” Giles said through gritted teeth.
“I'm sorry to interrupt sir, but we can't find Miss Summers and lunch is almost ready. Do you think she got lost in the library?”
Inside, the two lovers tried not to yell at the butler.
“I’ll be with you in a moment Thomas,” sighed Giles as he slowly withdrew from Buffy’s body.
She whimpered at the loss of contact.
“We’ll finish this later Luv, I promise” Giles said as he gave her a quick kiss before hopping out of the bath.
He turned the spa off and handed Buffy her towel.
“Better get dressed or they'll bring out the tracker dogs.”
She stuck her tongue out in response but complied anyway, scooping up a handful of bubbles and arranging them on his still hard cock then stepping back to admire her handy work.
“There, now aren't you a sight for sore eyes?”
She grinned up at him as she made a show out of drying herself, then put on her robe and was about to leave the room when she was hugged from behind.
“Now Luv, that wasn't very kind of you.”
He growled into her left ear before he licked the lobe, then he gave her a light pat on her rear.
“Now off you go.”
After their lunch, Buffy went exploring in the garden. She found a shed near the small dam and went into it. Inside she found old gardening tools, garden furniture, a non-functional sun bed and a weird looking bicycle. It was long and there was no saddle but something that looked like a chair. The pedals were situated over on of the wheels and the handle bar was between the chair and the pedals. She brought the funny looking bicycle outside.
“Giles, what kinda bicycle is this?”
“It’s a recumbent. I haven’t seen one since I left England to become your Watcher.”
“Huh?? A what??”
“A recumbent. It is a bicycle where you ride it while practically laying down as opposed sitting upright like you do on a normal bicycle.”
Buffy continued to stare puzzled on it.
“How do you ride it?”
“I just told you.”
He took the vehicle from her to demonstrate how. After a few rounds in yard, he stopped only to let Buffy sit on his lap. She leaned back against his chest and closed her eyes. Buffy could feel his muscles flex as he started to tread the pedals. She suddenly got a wicked idea and let her hands wander slowly across his body. She slid a hand between them and started to open his zipper.
Giles almost lost the balance when he felt her hand move, but he was determined not to let her get to him and started to recite Latin verbs. Nevertheless, his body soon began to respond to her eager hand and his cock became almost unbearably hard. Buffy began to wriggle her bottom against him, seeing how much he could take. The added sensation was all it took to finally make him lose control and they tumbled off the recumbent onto the lawn.
Fortunately their speed had been low or they would have hurt themselves a lot more than the few bruises they received. They were both laughing as they raised themselves up off the ground, Giles hopping up first and extending his hand to help Buffy up, pulling her to his body and wrapping his arms tightly around her.
“You little vixen,” her murmured in her ear, his mouth nibbling at her lobe as he ground his pelvis against her.
“What do you expect? That bad man interrupted us and I’m still all horny,” pouted Buffy.
“Well, we can’t do anything about that out here in the open for all to see,” replied Giles as he looked around for a solution to their problem. An evil grin spread across his face as he spied the boat shed.
“But I think I have an idea, if you’re up for it.”
Buffy’s hand trailed down his chest and into his pants, her hand grasping his stick rock-hard penis.
“You definitely are.”
“I’ll take that as a yes then shall I?”
Buffy just nodded as she continued to fondle him through the opening of his pants. Letting out a low groan, Giles grabbed her hand, refastened his pants and pulled her along behind him towards the boat shed. It was a very open building with wide windows all around. There were several different boats moored inside. Giles chose a mid-sized rowboat near the end of the ramp.
“Uhm… Giles, what are you doing?” asked Buffy as he untied the boat and stepped in.
“You’ll see, just trust me” he replied.
She gave him a doubtful look but hopped in anyway, sitting down opposite Giles with her back to the stern of the boat. Giles gently pushed them away from the ramp before pulling out the oars and rowing out onto the lake. When he’d gone out far enough that no one on the grounds could clearly see what they were doing, he pulled the oars back in and latched them down.
He then pulled out a blanket from under his seat and spread it out at the bow, gesturing for Buffy to come and join him. She moved carefully forward as Giles lay down on the blanket, slowly sliding herself along his body till she sat astride his waist. Her hands ran along his chest till they reached the top button as she leaned down to nuzzle his neck.
She kissed her way down towards her hands and kissed each part of exposed flesh as she unbuttoned his shirt. By the time she had reached his pants, Giles was thrusting up in anticipation. Grinning mischievously, she raked her nails across his groin, causing him to hiss in pleasure.
“Please Luv. I can’t wait much longer,” he begged.
Buffy only nodded in response, as she moved back far enough to remove her panties before quickly undoing his belt and trousers, pulling his boxers down along with pants. Unable to help herself, she wrapped her hand around his penis, giving it a little squeeze while she brought her mouth down to engulf him, grazing her teeth across the tip before giving a final squeeze and releasing him.
Hiking up her skirt, she slid up to straddle his groin, raising herself up to take the tip of him inside her before slowly moving back down, both of them groaning at the sensation. Giles’s hands traced along her thighs and up to grasp her hips as he pulled her hard against him, trying to thrust into her as far as he could. They were soon moving in a slow and steady rhythm, augmented by the rocking of the boat in time with their thrusts. Unable to hold out much longer, their pace quickened, causing the water to slap against the side of the boat as it swayed roughly to and fro.
Their cries of ecstasy reach its crescendo as Giles gave one last almighty thrust, bringing them both to an earth-shattering orgasm. Amidst the afterglow effects, they forgot momentarily about the fact that they were in a boat as they rolled sideways to cuddle. They remembered the instant the boat rolled over, shrieking at the shock of the cold water hitting their hot skin. Resurfacing a few seconds later, they couldn’t help but laugh at the situation.
“Come on, let’s get back to shore and into some dry clothes. I’ll get someone to come out for the boat later,” said Giles as he pulled his pants back up his legs.
“Okay” sighed Buffy, not relishing walking through the grounds dripping wet and without any panties on, since hers seemed to have sunk to the bottom of the lake.
They swam to shore and walked as fast as they could back to their rooms, luckily managing to avoid running into anyone along the way. After a nice hot shower, they rejoined each other in front of the fireplace in the sitting room, cuddled up on the sofa.
“So what’s the plan for the rest of the day?” asked Buffy.
“Well, after an early dinner I thought we might do some more exploring. Perhaps down to the stables, the barn and the gardens before it becomes too dark?”
“Sounds good. For now though I plan on staying right here.”
With that, Buffy snuggled further into Giles' side and closed her eyes, sighing contentedly. He pulled her closer to him as he too closed his eyes, both of them falling into a light sleep. Neither of them were aware of Thomas standing in the doorway. A small smile played on his lips before he silently closed the door and headed off to see how the preparations for dinner were proceeding.