Four

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Giles led Buffy from the bathroom and up the stairs to his bedroom, he looked over his shoulder at her halfway up the stairs and smiled lovingly at her. He couldn't believe this was happening, Buffy wanted him just as much as he wanted her. When he first met her, he didn't dare allow himself to dream that this could ever happen. He had loved her from the moment he had known that he would be taking over Watcher duty on the active Slayer. He loved her unconditionally, but now he loved her even deeper than that. She was the air in his lungs, the blood in his veins, the sun on his skin.

He opened his bedroom door and motioned to the bed "Lay on the bed, face down. I'll just be a moment." He told her, going into the small en suite bathroom and clattering around in the cupboards to find some oil. Deep in the very back of the medicine cabinet was a small bottle of oil, which he even surprised himself with still keeping hold of. He had long since given up hope that he would ever meet somebody and need said oil. When he returned to the bedroom, he was taken aback slightly by Buffy's naked form as she lay face down on the towel on top of his bed. He stopped and swallowed as he looked over her, she was magnificent. She was muscular and strong and he wanted to taste every part of her.

He cleared his throat so that she knew he had returned and stood beside the bed looking down at her "You're beautiful..." he told her softly, shaking his head "Can I?" He asked, holding up the oil, and she nodded in return.

He poured oil into his palms and rubbed his hands together and moved his hands to her shoulders. He kept his movements slow and deep – easing out knots and making his way down her back until he reached the curve of her backside and he licked his lips at the sight. He hummed once "Buffy?" he whispered, looking up at her face as her eyes fluttered open.

"May I touch you?" he asked, his hand shook as it hovered just above the skin.

Buffy hummed once before closing her eyes again.

Giles lowered his hand and gently moved it over the curve of her ass and sucked in a breath "Christ Buffy" He mumbled, and her skin twitched delightfully under his fingers. He squeezed lightly and then moved his hands down to her thighs, gently massaging down her thighs and calves and then to her feet. He focused on her feet for a while until she hummed and he let his gaze trail her body until he found that she was looking down at him.

"You're very good at that," she told him sleepily

"I'm enjoying it just as much as you are." He assured her with a smile.

He moved his attention back up to her thighs and then lowered his head down to gently press a kiss there. Her skin was hot under his lips and he hummed once "These thighs have saved the world." He adored.

He trailed kisses over her thighs slowly as his hand found its way back to her ass and he stroked and squeezed it a little more solidly than before. He dragged his fingers up the gap between her thighs and paused just below the point where her thighs met and let out a shaky breath. He was about to move his hand when Buffy shifted so that her ass was further in the air and his fingers brushed lightly over the wet patch between her legs. It was his turn to moan now as he felt how slick she was and he closed his eyes as his fingers dragged over her opening.

"Gilesss..." Buffy hissed and pushed her hips towards the mattress to feel some friction.

He pulled his hand back and dragged his fingers up her back to her shoulders, his hands trembled as he massaged her shoulders and then he felt her muscles flexing under his touch. He watched her as she twisted under him and rolled onto her back under him.

He licked his lips and looked into her eyes, silently questioning her intentions.

She reached for his hand and pushed it between her legs eagerly "Please..." she muttered quietly.

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