The Blonde Leading the Blind:
Chapter Four

by GylzGirl

As her foot stepped out into the void that would be her new world, strong arms encircled her waist, pulling her back into the haven of Giles' apartment. She was twirled in his embrace to face him. "Buffy..." the rest of his sentence was lost as his mouth claimed hers in a passionate kiss that melted her equilibrium. He swept her into his arms as she began to buckle. Giles kicked the door shut and carried her to the couch.

He sat there with her sitting across his lap. His kisses moved to her neck and she grinned, her hands coming to lace in his hair. "That was close. I wasn't sure you were going to stop me."

He smiled against her neck. "You knew I had to or you would never have told me."

"I..." she momentarily lost her train of thought as he skillfully nibbled just below her earlobe. "I hoped."

He stopped his kisses and ran his hand down her cheek as he looked into her sparkling eyes. "Where do we go from here?"

Buffy got a mischievous smile. "Upstairs I was hoping."

He gulped and took her hand. He held it over his heart. "We don't have to rush this. I'm not going anywhere. I never will."

"This is no rush. I've been thinking about this every night for so long. You can't even imagine."

He smiled. "I think I can."

She moved forward, kissing his earlobe and licking just beneath. "I want you out of this sweater Mister." His breath caught and then came in little excited pants. She decided she liked the sound of that. She slowly stroked his lap with her bottom and felt the effect she was having on him. "And these pants." She kissed her way under his chin. "And anything else you've got on."

His hand slid along the silky expanse of her leg, silently moving under the hem of her dress and toward the damp heat she hid from him. She could not hide it for long as his massaging of her inner thigh encouraged her legs to part and the lace she wore was hardly a barrier. An exciting ripping noise preceded the undergarment's flight into the center of Giles' living room. She gasped and nibbled at his neck as his fingers began to gently pet her. "Up...up..." she panted out.

"I am," he managed between kisses.

She rolled her eyes and smiled, pulling his head back to look at her. "Upstairs."

"Oh," the color that rose in his face made her blood race even faster. "Yes of course."

She climbed off his lap and stood, extending her hand to him. He took it and stood beside her. With a giggle, she turned toward the stairs, tugging him behind her. When they were halfway up, he halted and disentangled his hand. She looked at him confused. "Just a moment Love." He jogged back down the stairs to the door. "Going to bolt this bloody thing. If anyone wants us, they can knock for a change." When he finished locking the door, he turned to the stairs to find Buffy gone. The only proof she had been there was the powder blue dress she had been wearing discarded in a crumple.

At the sound of laughter, his eyes lifted to the loft. She stood naked, leaning against the railing and smiling at him. When he grinned back, she produced her bra from behind her back and shot it, sling style, at his feet. He nearly hit the stairs at a run. "Stop!" her voice commanded. He halted where he was, on the bottom step and looked up at the loft. Buffy seductively sat herself on the bed and inched back until she rested against his pillows. "Whatever you're still wearing when you get to this bedroom, I'm going to make you keep on the entire time."

Within seconds, the soft blue sweater she had admired earlier shot up over the railing and landed on the bed beside her. She laughed and pulled it over her bare breasts, enjoying its softness and inhaling his scent from it. He emerged at the top of the stairs holding the rest of his clothes in a pile over his groin. She threw his sweater aside with a smile and rubbed her legs together slowly, deliberately trying to entice him. It worked.

Giles dropped the pile of clothes where he stood and moved toward her. Her eyes widened when she saw him completely bare before her. She did nothing to disguise how impressed she was. His face flushed a little, more from excitement than anything else. He knelt on the bed and crawled over her. His skin was hot all over as it touched hers. He slid one soft hand possessively over her right breast as his lips reclaimed hers. Buffy's hand found its way into his hair again and then down the smooth contours of his back.

As he continued the kiss, he moved against her. His chest hair was causing the most arousing friction against the breast that his hand wasn't working magic on. The tip of his erection prodded at the wet curls between her legs until she parted them enough that he could touch her clitoris with it. She gasped and threw her head back at the sensation. Giles used the opportunity to move his kisses to her left breast, sucking the pebbled nipple into his mouth and then running his tongue across it until she began to moan his name.

She pulled his head up to meet her eyes again and took his mouth in a hard kiss. At the same time, she moved her legs even farther apart and brought her knees up to cradle his waist. He pulled back to look into her eyes. His unasked question was answered with her bringing her calves to rub his buttocks, her heels locking together behind his thighs. He gently kissed her cheek as he pushed forward with his hips, filling her completely with one easy thrust. This time it was Giles that gasped at the sensation of her heat surrounding him.

Buffy hissed one simple word. "Yesssss." Her arms stretched back over her head and took hold of the pillows there. Giles pulled almost the whole way out before plunging once more into her depths. She tightened her legs around him and he began a faster pace. His arms snaked up along her own; his fingers intertwining with hers. She thrust her hips to meet his every stroke, heightening the internal friction building between them. She felt herself getting close and squeezed him inside of her.

"Bu...Buffy!!" She felt him release and let herself go as well. Her breath seemed to freeze in her chest as the pleasure that began in her abdomen shot out like electricity through her entire being. When she finally could breathe again, she gasped to force air into her lungs. She became vaguely aware of Giles lightly kissing her sweat-dusted forehead and her eyes fluttered open. He smiled down at her and a final wave rippled through her.

"N-now I know."

"What do you know Love?"

"I know what it's like to be a whole person. I found the missing piece of me. I had it all along, I was just too blind to see it." He kissed her forehead again. She smiled slyly. "Plus you always wore enough clothes to hide Atlantis."

Giles grinned as he moved his kisses to her cheek. "I shall endeavor to wear less more often."

"I'm going to hold you to that. But for now, I just want you to wear me."

Xander sat beside Anya on Giles' veranda, watching as the light in his loft finally went out.

"So you think they're having orgasms now?"

"Judging by the smoochie we saw before the door shut, I'd say they were well on their way."

She wrapped her arms around one of his. "Well that's nice. They make a good pairing. Plus Giles is always less grumpy with me when he's happy."

"He's less grumpy with everybody. He's probably so happy now we're all going to be dodging group hugs for a month."

Anya smiled. "That could be good. Especially when he wears those nice soft sweaters."

Xander looked at her incredulously. "You're not going to start going on about Giles again are you? Like you did the whole month after we saw him singing?"

She quirked a smile at him. "It's not like you didn't enjoy that month Xander."

He crossed his arms over his chest. "I would have enjoyed it more if you hadn't called out his name."

"Just once."

"Once was enough."

Anya swung her feet under her chair. "Do you think Buffy will get him to sing for her now?"

Xander laughed. "I think Buffy could get him to yodel at this point."

She shrugged. "Well that's not very hard. You just have to squeeze the right pelvic muscles during penetration."

Buffy settled against Giles' chest as they held each other. He kissed the top of her hair and she tilted her head and kissed his chin. He took her hand in his and they wove their fingers together once more. "I love you Giles."

"Love you Buffy." He kissed her forehead. "Love you so much." They closed their eyes and sighed contentedly. After a few moments, both of them were startled awake by a noise from outside.

"Giles?"

"Mmm?"

"Do you hear yodeling?"