Title: Chocolate Promises
Author: Eaglewolf
Summary: Giles is in England, Buffy's not. Buffy tells Giles just what he wants to do to her.
Rating: NC17
Pairing: Buffy/Giles
Distribution: Please take it.. Dont let it be homeless, just let me know where to look for it
Feedback: Always appreciated.. ahh who am I kidding?? GIMME!!
Disclaimer: *clenches teeth* Not mine.. It's belongs to Joss and all his playmates. I wanna play too..

Giles shook his head at the computer ruefully. His slayer had just logged off to do something that needed to be done. For the life of him he couldn't remember what. He looked at the mess in front of him *again*. That girl will be the death of me. He smiled before standing up to do a little dance and song. "Bufffffy loves me, Bufffy wants me.. Buffy Buffy Buffy." before he realised he was a 45 year old British man singing rather loudly in his hotel room. He stopped for a moment, shrugged and started again. Hell, no-one was looking. he might as well be childish for once. It had been a long time. He made ready for bed, knowing that the sooner he got to sleep the sooner he could log on check his email for the last time before he left to catch the plane. He climbed into bed and closed his eyes dreaming of his lover.

The next morning, Giles turned the computer on, and held his breath before exhaling and smiling widely. He wanted to savour this email. If it was anything like the last ones he was going to be glad he was just wearing a robe. God how he missed her. He'd be with her this time tomorrow. It had been a stroke of genius telling everyone he would be back about 4 days after he really would. Buffy had told everyone, she was house sitting for him, which she was. She'd be watcher sitting soon enough too. They hadn't told anyone yet. They'd decided they wanted to be together when they broke the news to everyone. He had time to think about this later on the flight home. How lovely of the council to pay for the Concorde flight home.

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Hi ya Sexy,

I'm guessing that you are all tucked up in bed as I write this. Imagining I'm there with you showering your face with little kisses, telling you how much I love you. I bet you'll even dream about making love to me. Coz I'm telling ya Watchermine... it's all I dream about lately. I have to apologize in advance for any typo's.. I'm not even thinking about grammar.. Thinking about you.. typing these.. Well, Giles sometimes I have to type one handed. I bet someone will stand up to attention when he thinks about what I just said. Lets move Onwards shall we?

You pull me up to you and kiss me deeply, and hug me tight as you whisper sweet nothings in my ear... "C'mon.." you whisper and take my hand leading me into our lounge room. You take me over to the front of the fireplace, a warm fire is burning - you must have set it blazing while waiting for me to finish studying. You kneel down and pull me to you, your arms around my waist and you look up at me and grin as you pull the towel away.

"Come here.." you whisper and pull me down till I'm kneeling with you.. then you kiss me gently and reach behind me to the table and whisper "Lay down on your stomach baby." I look at you and you gently whisper "Please.."

I lay down on our sheepskin rug and wonder what you have in mind. Then I hear you rubbing your hands together and I feel you kneeling to the side of me.. then I feel you kissing my shoulders.. "Mmmm" I murmur as I feel your slippery hands massage my shoulders making their way down my back as you take your time kneading out all of the tension. I start to fall asleep because I'm so relaxed.. I lie in that wonderful place of half sleep and half awake. I feel every stroke you make with your hands.. and after you have covered the back of me you ask me to turn over and I slowly do as you ask.. You move so you are kneeling just by my head and lean forward to kiss me.. "You aren't falling asleep are you babe?" I just mumble in response and I hear the smile in your voice as you say "Doesn't matter anyway." and you slowly begin to massage the front of me.. starting with my scalp and making your way down to my forehead and neck.. and down lower.. I'm enjoying the sensations you are creating in my body as you massage my breasts.. and down my stomach.. you move around to my side and work your way lower... down each leg and back up again.. I have subconsciously spread my legs so you kneel between them and you gently run your finger along my slit and rub my clit gently.. I don't see the evil grin come over your face as you slip your cock into my pussy and slowly start to move.. oh so slowly and gently - coz U know one of my biggest fantasies is to be woken up with you inside me and as I start to stir -come out of that dream state- you start to move a little bit harder and a little bit faster and my body matches the rhythm you set... nice slow and gentle..

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I'm breaking this here.. I don't want you to read the next email until you are at least half way home.. You know you can turn on computers now, and the plane won't plummet into the ocean. Say it with me now, "Buffy I promise I won't even so much glance at the email until I'm at least half way home." and if you are really good.. I will up the stock of chocolate syrup because I think we are going to go thru the 4 bottles you have left pretty quickly. We'll have to stop and buy some icecream on the way home too. Now be a good boy, and squirm a lot on the plane. Even take that sexy bod of yours into the restroom for some relief if you need to. Tho I hear they have camera's in there, so the pilots can watch anyone who's joining the mile high club!

Love Buffy.