__Lessons__
By Andrea
"Ballet?"
"Tap Dancing?"
"Jazz Dancing?"
Willow shook her head at all three. Dancing was not
particularly her strong suit.
"What about music?" she said aloud, flipping through
the pages of the recreation pamphlet.
College had started less than a week ago and Willow
was determined to get involved as much as possible.
She wanted to do more, activites-wise than she did in
High School. She wanted to meet new people, make
friends and the only way she figured to do that was
too throw herself into different activities. The
college brochure insisted on it.
'Getting involved in campus activities is one of the
easiest ways to make new friends and learn new things.
It is an amazing way to meet people and make the UC
Sunnydale community feel a lot smaller.!', she
remembered reading in the glossy brochure that came
with her orientation packet. She figured it couldn't
be all that bad and decided to take the pamphlet's
advice.
So, as soon as the quarter started, she checked out
various clubs and committees, went to different
meetings and activity fairs that were being held
throughout the campus, until she had activity burnout.
She, finally settled on the Rally Committee, Life
Science Society, Hillel and decided to do some
volunteering. Her roommate, Ivy wanted her to go look
at sororities with her the following week and she
agreed.
"What about advanced piano?" she thought aloud. Nah.
She knew enough piano as it was and she wasn't about
to pay $20 a pop to learn more.
The idea of taking a Rec Class came about when she was
in her dorm room and the pamphlet was slipped under
her door. She picked it up and was immediately
interested. She loved learning new things and there
were so many classes offered that she was bound to
find one that she liked. However, that was easier said
than done.
An hour later, after eliminating anything sports
related or dance related, she decided to focus on
music. She had played piano in the past and could read
music, so she thought this was the best field for her.
Now, she had to choose which instrument to learn.
"Violin?" No.
"Trumpet?" Nah.
"AHA! I've got it!" she exclaimed. She picked up the
application and started to fill it out. Where it said
class name, she wrote down Intro to Guitar.
She would learn to play the guitar. She jumped up and
ran down to the Rec Center to pay for the class.
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Three weeks later:
Willow was grumbling as she walked to Giles' place.
He asked if she could come by and help him research,
Nallol, a new demon.
"Damn!" she cursed, as her guitar case fell out of her
grasp.
This was the third time that stupid case had fallen
out of her arms since she left the campus. Giles had
wanted her to come over at her earliest opportunity
and that was after her guitar lesson. Which meant
having to carry her guitar all the way over to Giles.
She rang the bell incessantly with her elbow and
tried to keep her purse, case and books from falling.
After what seemed like an eternity, the door opened
and Willow pushed her way in.
"Could you help me, please?" she said, struggling with
the case.
"Ummm..of course." Giles replied, quickly shutting the
door. He grabbed the case and set it against the wall,
while she dumped her books and purse on a nearby
chair.
"Thanks, Giles." she said grateful and sat on the
couch.
"Your welcome." he smiled and headed to the kitchen.
"Would you like some tea?"
"Yes, please." she answered, picking up a book from
the coffee table and flipping through it.
Giles came over with the tea and sat down next to
her. "Here."
"Thank you." she replied, picking up one of the cups.
"So, what is with the case? I didn't know you played
the guitar."
"I don't really. I'm taking lessons at the rec center
on campus." she stated between sips.
He nodded. " What made you decide to learn guitar?"
"Well, someone slipped the rec pamphlet under my door
and some of the classes looked interesting, so I
decided to sign up. The only class that I thought
would be interesting was the guitar."
"And how are the lessons going?"
"Okay, I guess." she shrugged.
"What's wrong?"
"well, it's been three weeks and I'm still having a
problem mastering the most basic string." she pouted."
I mean... I know which strings are which but my
teacher said I'm plucking them wrong. she said it
looked like I was flinging something off my fingers."
she said, as Giles tried to stifle his laughter as he
imagined Willow flicking the strings.
"Have you been practicing?" She nodded.
"For a couple of hours a day. It seems the more I
practice, the worst I get."
"Would you like me to help you?" he asked tentatively.
"Really?"
"Yes, really." he smiled. "Now, let's see the guitar."
Willow hopped up and went to pick up the case. She
brought it over and sat down. She opened it and
carefully took out the guitar. She handed it to him,
when realization dawned, " Oh my! The photo!"
Giles looked at her curiously. "What photo, Willow?"
"The photo of you in a leather jacket playing the
guitar." His eyes narrowed.
"And how did you managed to see it?"
Willow squirmed a little."Well...."
"Yes, Willow?"
"Well, it was the day of the Egyhon incident." Giles
eyes saddened somewhat. "We were trying to find out
what was going on with you. So, Xander had to search
your office and he found the photo." she answered.
"I see."
"You're not mad, are you? I mean, Xander didn't find
any others and the picture was kinda of not bad, very
good and you looked cute in a rebel sort of way and
I'd better shut up, now." she said, blushing.
"It's alright,Willow. I don't mind." he began to
arrange the guitar in his arms. " So, what song are
you working on?"
"Ummm...'Can't Help Falling in Love'." He nodded and
began to play.
Willow watched entranced. Giles played beautifully.
Her eyes focused on the long, experienced fingers as
they smoothly plucked the strings. she wondered how
those fingers would feel on her skin. How it would
feel to be stroked by him, to be held by him, to have
his fingers run through her hair. This wasn't the
first time she thought about it.
She had noticed how strong his hands were when he
would quarterstaff with Buffy. Or how graceful they
would move through the air during his fencing matches
with Wesley. Even while researching his hands were
fascinating to watch. They would smoothly flip the
pages until they found what they needed. Then, a
single finger would lightly glide down the page till
it found the information it wanted. Sometimes, she
would be so focused on him that she would space out.
Like now.
Giles glanced up and saw Willow staring intently at
him, with this enchanting look on her face. She looked
beautiful. He wondered briefly what she was thinking
about and if it had to do with him. He started to
softly sing and smiled when he saw Willow shake her
head slightly. She looked at him with wonder and
amazement on her face.
He was singing! To HER! And it was beautiful.
He had a rich, deep voice that sent shivers down her
spine. Giles saw her shiver and smiled inwardly. He
knew she was enjoying his performance by the
appreciative glances that she was sending him. Seeing
her looking at him like that, caused his body to
respond. A light blush appeared on his face and he was
thankful the guitar hid his body well.He finished the
song and smiled brightly at Willow waiting for her
response.
She bounced in her seat and clapped wildly, beaming
that magnificent smile that he loved. "Giles, that was
amazing! I knew you could play the guitar, but I
didn't know you could sing, too."
"Thank you, Willow." he replied as he slipped the
guitar off his shoulders. " I normally don't come
across moments where I have the opportunity to sing.
When I do sing, it's usually in the shower." he told
her, blushing as he realized what he had just admitted
to.
Willow blushed when her mind brought up the image of
Giles in the shower. She coughed lightly. " Well, you
should sing more. Your voice is too good not to be
heard."
He gave her a quirky grin. "Well, how about we hear
you play?"
She blanched. "Oh no. I couldn't...especially after
the great performance you just did. I'm nowhere near
as good as you."
Giles reached out a hand. "Willow, it took a lot of
practice to get to the point I'm at now. In time,
you'll be there." he smiled reassuredly. " May I
please hear you play Willow?"
She hesitantly picked up the guitar and slipped it on.
She began to play the same song as Giles played except
it didn't sound the same. He cringed. Willow try as
she might, and she tried hard if the tongue between
her lips was any indication, wasn't that good. Her
teacher was right when he said that she played as if
she were flicking something off her fingers.He reached
out a hand to stop her.
"Willow." he softly said. She stopped and looked up at
him in despair. Giles heart lurched as he saw the sad
look on her face.
"I'm horrible, aren't I?"
"Willow, i admit you could do better," her face fell.
Giles put his finger underneath her chin and lifted it
up. "But, you're not horrible. you just need more
practice."
She looked at him hopefully. "could you show me what
I'm doing wrong?"
"Of course." He picked up the guitar. "Come here."
Willow scooted closer and Giles helped her put the
guitar around her shoulders. He arranged her hands on
the instrument, placing one hand over the neck of the
guitar and the other around the body.
As he placed her hands, he felt a electric shock
course through him and his body responded again. He
hoped she was so preoccupied about learning that she
didn't feel it.
The minute Giles' hands touched hers, she was on
fire. The strong hands gripped hers firmly, then
gently laid them on the guitar. She felt his body
respond and blushed crimson when she realized it was
because of her. With Giles this close, she wondered
how she was going to concentrate on playing.
Giles, at the same time, wondered how he was going to
teach her when all he wanted to do was ravish her. He
was so close that he could smell the lavender perfume
she wore and also hear the sound of her pulse in her
throat. He tried to rid all impure thoughts from his
mind and concentrate at the task at hand.
"Alright,Willow. I'm going to guide your hands as you
play." He breathed in her ear." Alright?"
Willow nodded, unable to say a word, her whole being
focused on the feel of his breath on her neck and his
sexy voice in her ear.
Giles began to move Willow's hands, slowly at first,
so she could become accustomed to strumming the
strings instead of flicking them. She moved her hand
in sync with his, slowly, feeling her fingers glide
over the strings. He began to softly sing the song in
her ear.
" Can't help falling in love with you...." Willow
involuntarily shivered and leaned back slightly to
rest against him, her body in close contact with his.
His body responded and he bit back a groan.
Their fingers slowly came to a stop and Willow turned
her head slightly to look into his eyes. She was
breathing heavy, her eyes glazed and she wanted
nothing more than to kiss him.
He stared at her, his chest heaving and his face a
mirror of her own. Their eyes met and their heads
slowly began to move together. They were just about to
kiss when the door burst open and Buffy came in.
Giles pulled back immediately , while Willow ducked
her head. " Hey, guys. What's going on here?" Buffy
asked a little suspiciously.
"I'm taking guitar lessons." Willow fumbled, her face
a bright pink.
"From Giles?"
Giles pulled away completely from Willow and stood up
quickly, trying to hide his erection. "no, she's
taking them from the university Rec Center." he
stammered, taking his glasses off. "She was having
trouble with some of the notes and I was helping her."
Buffy raised an eyebrow. " Helping her?"
"Yes." Willow interjected. "I couldn't get the
strumming right, so Giles helped to guide me. He can
really play."
"Really?" Buffy asked, smirking.
Giles looked exasperated. "Yes, really."
"Cool."
"I think we've had enough musical entertainment for
one day. "He put his glasses back on and strode over
to a stack of books. "I believe we should begin
researching, since this demon could be a bigger threat
than normal." Giles rambled off and the lessons were
soon forgotten.
*****
The next morning:
"BRRRRRIINNGG!!!"
The alarm went off and Giles reached over to turn it
off. He fell back on his pillow exhausted. He'd spent
most of the night dreaming of Willow. He groaned.
If it hadn't been for yesterday's performance, he
wouldn't have had those dreams. Who the hell was he
kidding?
It wasn't just yesterday's lesson that made him dream
of Willow. He'd been dreaming of her since he first
saw her. He had numerous dreams, some friendly, some
more than friendly.
He dreamt of running his fingers through her fiery
red hair, of having her look at him with love in those
doe-like, emerald eyes.
How it would feel to have her firm, young body
wrapped around his, how her porcelain skin would
taste. He thought of kissing her, stroking her,
touching her. He wanted nothing more in this world
than to make love to her.
"What the bloody hell am I thinking?" he said aloud."
She didn't want me in that way." But even as he said
that, he knew he wasn't entirely wrong.
Yesterday, he could see that Willow was looking at him
with more than a friendship. The way her eyes glazed
over as she watched him play. The feel of her pulse
pounding and breath heavy when he held her as she
played. At that moment, he thought they were going to
kiss but before anything could happen, Buffy had to
come in.
"Bloody Buffy." he muttered. That girl had to have the
worst timing. Of course her Slayer sense picked up on
the strength of emotions in the room, but at least he
was able to cast any suspicions she might have had
away.
The rest of the night had been dedicated to research
and he and Willow went back to normal as if nothing
happened. He wondered if that was a good thing.
"Of course, it's a good thing. Just because she
enjoyed my playing doesn't mean she wanted me." he
stated.
It didn't matter anyway. He knew another opportunity
wouldn't occur again and he knew he had to put
yesterday into his memory of Willow moments.
" Unless....."
********
Over on campus:
"BEEEPP!!!"
Willow reached over and slammed her hand down on the
snooze button. She glanced at the time.
"7:00 a.m. Great! I have class in an hour and I feel
like crap." she muttered. She flopped back on her
pillow and rubbed her eyes. She didn't get any sleep
at all.
After researching into the wee hours of night, she'd
come home and had fitful hours of dreams. Not just any
dreams. Giles dreams. And not just any Giles dreams.
These were more erotic than any others she had in the
past.
And she knew why that was.
She remembered yesterday and groaned. Turning her
head, she caught sight of her guitar and sighed. "I'll
never be able to play without thinking of Giles'
hands." she uttered, as a warm ache began to form in
her stomach.
God, he had the most incredible hands she'd ever seen.
The way he played was such a turn-on. She'd never felt
this way when Oz played for her. She shook her head.
"Stop thinking about Giles! Think Oz. Oz boyfriend,
Giles mentor." she exclaimed.
But as she said that she knew it wasn't true. Well,
not particularly true.
Sure, he was her mentor, her guider but he was more
than that. He was a great listener, a caring friend
and the sexiest man she'd ever known. She knew her
feelings for him ran deeper than friendship. It ran
all the way to love. "I'm in love with him." she spoke
aloud for the first time.
She had known for a long time now that her feelings
regarding Giles were more than mentor/student but she
denied them. Buried them. She had Oz. And after the
fling with Xander, she promised to herself to be
faithful to him, but her heart had other ideas. Ideas
that included Giles.
Of course, the impromptu lesson didn't help matters
either. The feel of his hands, his chest pressed
against her back and his breath in her ear aroused her
beyond reason. It was all she could do not to throw
the guitar down and jump him right there.
There was a point where she thought they were going
to kiss but the moment was interrupted by the sudden
arrival of Buffy. She really has the worst timing, she
thought.
Of course that killed any romantic notions and
everything went back to normal.
"That's how it should be. Normal." she sat up in bed."
I think."
************
Later in the day:
"Wow, Willow. I'm impressed." said Sebastian, her
instructor. " Over nite change."
She blushed. "Thank you. I had a friend show me what I
was doing wrong."
"Good for you. Keep it up."Sebastian replied. "See you
next week."
Willow gathered her things and left. She was to meet
Buffy at Viewpoint Cafe to study. As she walked over,
she let her mind wander to Giles. " I've got to stop
thinking about him." she muttered as she approached
the cafe. She saw Buffy and quickly went over to her.
"Hey, Buffy."
"Hiya, Will. Can we schedule this for another time? I
got a call from Giles, saying he needs us for more
research." Willow looked strickened. Buffy noticed.
"Are you okay, Will?"
"I'm fine. Let's go." Great, more time to be with
Giles. More time I need to spend imagining myself
kissing him. Swell.
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Giles' apartment:
Buffy knocked on the door while Willow fidgeted. She
was a tad nervous about seeing Giles again. The door
opened. "Hello, girls. Come in." he motioned them in.
"Hey, Giles. What's the what?" Buffy asked as she
flopped on the couch.
"Ummm...well.." he stuttered, as he was helping Willow
with her things. His eyes fell on the guitar case and
he blushed, remembering the day before. He glanced at
Willow, who was crimson herself, and he briefly
wondered if she might need another lesson.
'What am I thinking?' he thought.
"Umm..Giles?" Buffy asked again, waiting for the info.
"Hmmm...yes. Nallol is more of a threat than I
thought." he set the case down and motioned for Willow
to sit down." It seems the only way to kill him is to
drive a sword through his heart. You cannot, say
behead him because he has the ability to replenish
lost parts."
"Like a starfish?"Willow asked.
"Precisely."
"so, why the research? I mean I just go for the heart
and voila!, he's toast."Buffy stated.
"Well, there's another part I have yet to mention." he
took off his glasses." You see, he has a group of
devotees called Nallinomes who are sort of a back up
army. They can sense when their leader is in danger
and they will go help him."
"What do they look like?"
" They resemble little gnomes with tentacles." he
showed them a picture. "I want to find a way that we
can either prevent the Nallinomes from appearing or at
least keep them at bay, while you fight Nallol,
Buffy."
"So, research?"
"Research."
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Three hours later:
"Anything?" Buffy asked impatiently. Both Giles and
Willow shook their heads.
They had been researching for almost three hours now
and had yet to find a solution. Buffy was getting
antsy.
"Look, Giles. I need to move around or else I'm going
to grow roots here. I'm going on patrol, okay?" she
walked to the door.
"Alright. Be careful."
"i will." and with that she was off.
Giles looked at Willow and smiled. She was hard at
work on the computer, her brow furrowed in
concentration. "Willow, I think we need a break. Would
you like something to eat or drink?"
"Hmm? Oh..umm.. nothing, thank you." she answered, her
head still bowed.
"Come, Willow. Let's take a well needed break, hmm?"
He sat down and put his hand out to stop her typing.
She glanced up sheepishly."You're right, Giles. My
eyes are going to go daffy if I don't take a rest."
she logged off and relaxed against the couch. He did
the same and they were both staring at each other,
smiling shyly.
Giles cleared his throat and looked at his hands." So
Willow, how was your lesson today?"
"Great. My instructor was impressed. He said that I
sounded better."
He beamed. "That's wonderful, Willow. I knew you would
get the handle of it."
"Thanks to you." she smiled shyly. "I was wondering if
you would help me some more. I'm a long way from
mastering the guitar and I wouldn't have been able to
get this far without your help."
"I'd be happy too, Willow. How about right now?"She
raised her eyebrows. "We'll call this a research
break."
She nodded and went to retrieve her case. He sat
watching her, his mind flashing back to their almost
kiss. he silently hoped that tonight's lesson would
mirror yesterday's.
Slipping the strap over her, Willow walked back to the
couch."Should we do like yesterday?" she asked, her
face turning pink, as she thought back to the near
kiss.
"Exactly like yesterday." Giles answered.
*****
Willow turned her back to him and he helped situate
her hands just so, his covering hers again.
"Are you comfortable?" he whispered, his breath
tickling the hairs on her neck.
"Very."
He had his arms around her, holding her to him in a
hug. He leaned his head in, his chin almost resting on
her shoulder. Her body shivered at the close contact
and she unconsciously pressed her back to his hard
chest. He groaned, the sound reverberating in his
chest.
"Same song?" he asked huskily. She nodded.
Giles proceeded to do the same exact thing as he did
yesterday. His hands guided hers over the strings and
he started to softly sing.
"Wise men say, only fools rush in...."Willow gasped.
He was singing again! She turned her head slightly and
gave him a sly smile.
While his hands were still guiding hers, Giles leaned
in closer to her, his lips grazing her earlobe.
"...Can't help falling in love with you." he sung in
a deep husky voice.
His warm breath and lips grazing her ear were driving
her crazy with desire. On top of all that, he was
still singing in that husky voice that caused her body
to go all puddly.
Willow stopped playing and turned to face him. Her
chest heaving, her eyes met his own, each one seeing
the same passion, same lust in the other's eyes.
Her green eyes gazed down at his mouth then back up
to his eyes. He stared at her wondering what she was
going to do. With a quick dart of the tongue, she
flicked his lips lightly with her tongue.
She smiled at him, a smile daring him to make the
next move.Giles was up to the challenge and he grinned
back mischievously. Willow gasped. She recognized that
grin.
Ripper.
Seeing the acknowledgement of Ripper in her eyes, he
smiled wickedly. And before she could do or say
anything else, he crushed his lips to hers, sucking
and pulling at her lips until she finally opened them
for him.
His tongue entered immediately, tangling with hers.
The kiss was brutal and passionate, all the pent up
sexual tension was being relieved in that one kiss.
Each of them tried to dominate until Giles bit her lip
sharply and she moaned against his mouth.
Releasing her, he pulled back panting. Without a
word, he grabbed the strap hurriedly but carefully,
slipped the guitar off of her. Laying it to the side ,
Giles reached over and lifted Willow into his arms.
She gasped and he smiled. Holding her firmly, he
reached around and pinched on the bottom.
She yelped and wiggled closer to him, her soft chest
rubbing against his hard one, causing both of them to
moan.
Willow wrapped her arms around his neck, her fingers
playing with his hair. 'It's so soft,' she thought, as
she tugged the ends of it hard, chuckling.
Giles stared into her eyes, his eyebrows raised. He
chuckled."Aren't you the agressive one?" he gripped
her tighter. "So, you want it rough, huh?"
Willow just stared intently at him. He was growing
annoyed at her lack of response."Well?"
She smiled sexily." Rough. And tender. I want it both.
Can you do that?" she paused, "Ripper."
Giles just smiled wickedly. He went up the steps two
at a time, till he reached his bedroom. He pushed the
door open with his foot and walked over to the bed.
He stood there, swinging her in his arms back and
forth, teasing her. She wiggled impatiently, her legs
kicking slightly."Ripper..."
He shook his head and kissed her softly. She parted
her lips, waiting for him to enter her but he didn't.
Instead, he planted one last hard kiss and pulled
away. "Impatient, Willow?"
He gently laid her down on the bed and stared at her
for a moment. Then,quicker than lightening, he was
straddling her, trapping her beneath him. He stretched
out on top of her, not caring if he was too heavy for
her smaller frame.
Willow's eyes widened and he smiled wickedly. He
grabbed her arms and spread them wide. He interlaced
his fingers with hers, pushing her down into the bed
even more.
She wiggled slightly, trying to get him to stop his
teasing. He chuckled.
"I gather patience isn't one of your strongest
virtues. That's highly unfortunate for you, Pixie." he
leant forward, his face almost pressed to hers."
Because it's one of my strongest."
Her eyes widened even more and he pulled back
laughing. Still holding hands, he pressed his erection
down onto her, rubbing against her enticingly.
"Ripper..."
"You want the brass ring, don't you Pixie?" he leant
forward again, whispering into her neck. "Rough.." he
stated as he bit the porcelain skin of her neck,
causing her to groan; "tender...." his tongue darted
out to lick the lovebite he had just created.
"Passionate.." he continued kissing her hard on the
mouth, "Soft..." he gave her a chaste kiss on the
forehead. He pulled back tostare into her eyes. "You
want it all, don't you?"
Willow stared back. With a sly smile reminscient of
her doppleganger, she asked wickedly. "Don't you?"
*****
At that, Giles promptly released her hands and grabbed
her head, his fingers tangling in her hair. He tilted
her head back and before Willow could say anything, he
crushed his lips to hers. He plunged his tongue into
the warm haven of her mouth, sweeping away any
resistance. She responded in kind, mingling hers with
his in an almost violent display of lust. Willow got
the upper hand when she firmly sucked his tongue into
her mouth, biting gently with her teeth.
He growled and involuntary pressed his now aching
erection onto the warm heat of her sex. They began to
move together, humping rhythmatically. The feel of
tweed rubbing against the silk of her panties was an
absolutely exquisite torture, causing them no end to
their frustration.Their tongues were imitating what
their bodies were doing. And when the pleasure became
a pain, Giles released her and pulled away.
He stared at her, his eyes roaming over her , taking
in her heaving chest, flushed face and tousled hair.
But, it was her eyes that captivated him.
Those beautiful emerald eyes that were always
shining, always open, never hiding anything. Every
emotion, every feeling she was having were expressed
in her eyes. He could see lust and passion, tenderness
and affection, and yes, even love. He knew his own
eyes betrayed him. He knew the same emotions that he
saw in hers were mirrored in his own eyes.
He carefully got off of her and stood beside the bed.
She looked at him, worry in her eyes. He shook his
head, as if he knew what she was thinking. 'I'm not
leaving you, pixie. I'll never leave you' he thought
as he noticed her body relax.
She laid there, wondering what his next move was
going to be. She couldn't believe that this was
happening. That the one thing she wanted most in the
world was coming true. Giles was going to be hers. The
thought caused the warm liquid in her stomach travel
down, making her wiggle slightly.
He caught the wiggle and msiled. He yanked off his
hsoes and socks, not caring where they fell. Sitting
down beside her, he reached out to touch her. Starting
at the glorious red hair, he let his hand travel
slowly down her face, to her neck then down between
the valley of her breasts. His touch was teasing,
tantalizing, making her squirm. As his hand reached
her stomach, she flinched in anticipation for what she
was hoping would come next.
Sensing her anticipation, he ever so slowly drifted
his hand to lay against her mound. "Warm?" he asked,
grinning.
To answer him, she bucked her hips to meet his hand.
He closed his eyes reveling in the scent of her
arousal and the feel of her against his hand.
Pulling away, she frowned a little but waited
patiently for him to continue. Seeing her waiting
patiently, he decided to take mercy on her. He bent
his head and kissed her neck. He licked and sucked the
creamy flesh, tasting her sweetness.
She reached up a hand and wound it through his hair.
Her touch was gentler this time, massaging his scalp
with a firm pressure, caausing him to groan against
her neck.
As he neared the top button of her blouse, he raised
his head to catch her eye. She stared at him dreamily,
smiling tenderly. Maintaining eye contact, he undid
the first button with his teeth. She sucked in her
breath. Taking that as apositive, he slowly, teasingly
undid the rest in the same manner. After it was
undone, he straightened up and smoothed the material
away. And gasped.
She wasn't wearing a bra. Her breasts were exposed to
him, creamy and firm, begging him to touch them.
Willow noticed his staring and with a smirk, asked.
"Still want to be patient?"
He quirked an eyebrow and bent his head to take a
nipple in his mouth. "Rupert..." she moaned.
He proceeded to lick and suck gently, swirling his
tongue around her nipple, teasing it playfully until
it harden into a peak.He reached up with his other
hand to grab the other breast lightly. Kneading her
flesh, his thumb massaged her, sending her spinning.
She arched her back, offering herself to him. The
sensations he was causing were driving her wild.
"Ripper...." Hearing this, he engulfed her breast,
taking all of it into his mouth while his left hand
squeezed her partner. She groaned loudly.
He pinched her nipple then massaged and repeated this
process while his mouth was doing the same. His teeth
would bite her nipple a little roughly, then he'd lick
it gently as if to soothe it.
At that moment, Willow realized something. She
understood what he meant.
Everytime she said a different moniker, he would
respond different. If she said Giles, he would be soft
and gentle; if she said Rupert, his actions became
loving, adoring and romantic. But, when she said
Ripper, he would be rough, brutal and passionate.
Giles, Rupert, Ripper.....
He could never be just one of them, he had to be all
of them. She'd learned an important lesson. And the
way to learn it....
He released her breast, smiling. He grabbed her arms
to pull her into a sitting position. He quickly
slipped her shirt off while she started to unbutton
his.
After she unbuttoned his shirt, Giles helped her take
it off. He ripped his undershirt and threw it on the
ground. Taking her into his arms, he kissed her
tenderly, sweetly. Willow wound her arms around him,
holding him just as tenderly. Scooting closer to him,
she brushed her chest against his. The contact caused
both of them to groan deeply.
He broke the kiss. "Willow....." She rubbed her
breasts lightly against him, the soft hairs of his
chest tickling her skin. Giles growled and lowered
back to the bed, laying down next to her.
Willow threw her leg over his waist and with a
strength neither one knew she possessed, she pushed
him so that she was now straddling him. A look of
surprise and delight appeared on his face. He wrapped
his arms around her, pulling her down to lie flat
onhim, her whole body in contact with his.
Chest against chest, her sex against his erection,
the sight, sound and feel of her and him to her
caused a pleasure, a feeling in both of them that
neither one had experienced before.
Willow looked into his bronze gold eyes and smiled
sweetly. Doing the same as he had done earlier, she
grabbed his head, tilted it , " You're so beautiful,
Giles."she said her voice trembling slightly with
emotion before she kissed him.
He tightened his hold on her as her kisses became
more passionate as the seconds passed by. His heart
soared at her words of endearment and his blood
pounded in his veins at the passion she was bestowing
on him.
She explored his mouth, tasting every inch, needing
to possess him. He replied in kind, his own tongue
dueling with hers languidly.
After awhile, she pulled back making Giles groan his
disapproval. She moved down his body, licking and
kissing the soft flesh of his neck. Pressing her
tongue against his neck, she felt the rapid beat of
his pulse. Opening her mouth even more, she pressed
her lips over the pulse, sucking his skin roughly.
"Willow..."he moaned, tightening his arms even more.
Pulling away, she noticed a light love mark appearing
on his skin. She smiled. "Now, you're mine." ,she
divulged before continuing her exploration of his
body.
She ran her tongue down his neck, to his shoulder and
sucked his skin. Trailing her lips from one shoulder
to the other, then back to the middle of his chest.
She blew lightly on the honey colored hairs before
taking them into her mouth, tugging gently.
Giles thought he was dying form pleasure. He couldn't
believe this was Willow. That it was her hands, her
mouth that were giving to him such mindblowing
pleasure.
She darted her tongue out, flicking his nipple. He
moaned. Taking his moan for permission, she wrapped
her lips around it, sucking lightly, swirling her
tongue, teasing it to a hardness it had never been.
He tangled his hands in her hair, grabbing the silky
strands holding him to his chest. She bit, licked, and
nipped his nipple before releasing it to move to the
other, giving it the same equal attention.
As her mouth was busy, her lower body was busy as
well. Kissing and feeling him was making the heat rise
from her mound and she ground her hips down into his
erection.He groaned deeply. She rubbed herself back
and forth on him, reveling his hardness.
Realizing he wouldn't be able to last any longer, he
pulled her head away. She glanced at him, her eyes
dilated. A look of confusion passed over her and he
shook his head. Gently moving out from under her, he
said huskily, "Tender time later." He got off the bed
and shed his clothes as quickly as possible.
Willow's eyes widen in amazement and her smile was
appreciative. "Wow.." she murmured as he stood before
her naked.
His body heated up at her stare. He knew he wasn't
bad looking, but with Willow staribng at him, almost
worshipful, made him feel like the most handsomest man
in the world. He immediately joined her back on the
bed.
Slipping his hands underneath her, he grabbed the
waistband of her skirt and yanked it along with her
panties off. He threw them across the room never
rtaking his eyes off of her.
She was perfect. Her red hair shone, her eyes were
emerald and skin was smooth and pale like porcelain.
His gaze swept over her, taking in her pert breasts,
flat stomach, red glossy curls of her sex down to her
long legs.
He opened her legs wider and slipped between them. He
looked down into her eyes, searching for any regret or
misgivings. But, found none. All he saw was her bright
eyes and shining smile. Willow bucked, rubbing her sex
against him. she wasn't sure she could wait any
longer.
He groaned and quickly guided himself inside. Pushing
in slowly, allowing her to grow accustom to his size.
He encountered her barrier and looked at her one more
time. She grinned sensually, unable to wait any more.
She wrapped her legs around him, pulling him to her,
causing him to break her barrier.
He bowed his head in reverence, unable to process
that she gave this precious gift to him. He glanced up
and saw her smiling lasciviously.
Wrapping her arms around him, she said, "Youre right,
tender time later. Rough time now." she wiggled her
eyebrows suggestively.
He grinned lecherously and began to slowly move in
and out of her. She lifted her body a little, urging
him to go faster. He chuckled but didn't heed to her
urgings.He bent his head to suck at her neck, his
tongue tracing her collarbone. She groaned inaudibly,
throwing her head back.
Removing his mouth, he looked at her and increased
his thrusts. She opened her eyes and saw his face. She
realized he was struggling to remain some sense of
control. Willow had never seen Giles lose control in
any capacity. But, she wanted to see it. And she
wanted it now.
So, she said the one thing she knew would help.
She grabbed the sides of his head, forcing him to
look at her. He opened his eyes, staing at her darkly
lustfully.
"Fuck me, Ripper." she growled, tightening her legs to
the point of suffocating.He stared back, his eyes
taking on a wicked look.
Hearing her words, he grabbed her hips roughly, his
hold almost brusing and pulled all the way out bfore
slamming back into her.She moaned and her fingers
tightening in his hair.
He pulled back to stare into her eyes. there was a
primitive, animalistic look on his face that she'd
never seen before. Instead of being frightened, it
aroused her more than she ever thought possible.
She moved her hands to his back, digging her nails
deeper with each thrust.. He growled, the feel of her
hands were almost painful. But a delicious painful. He
increased his thrusts, his cock penetrating deeper and
deeper,and Willow felt like he was touching her soul.
Reaching up, grabbing his shoulders, he thrust once
more, a long deep thrust and exploded inside her. The
feel of his essence was enough to push her over the
edge and she screamed, " Ripper!" as she climaxed, her
body shaking uncontrollably.
As the last of the orgasmic aftershocks left both of
them, they collapsed in a sweaty heap. Giles
disengaged himself, not wanting to crush her with his
weight. Laying on his side, he pulled her toward him,
she wrapped her arms, enjoying the feel of being in
his arms.
Stroking her hair, Giles said in a breathy voice, "I
guess today's lesson wasn;t exactly like yesterday's."
She giggled. " You're right. i went from a beginner to
intermediate in a span of a day. Guess I'm a quick
learner."
He lifted her chin to stare into her eyes"That you
are, pixie." he kissed her nose, nipping it. "But, I
wouldn't get too cocky yet, love. You still have to
get to the advanced level."
She wiggled her body, causing him to groan. "How many
lessons will that take?"
"A lifetime.", was the last thing he said, before
kissing her.
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