10,000 Lifetimes Together: Pt. 7
By Dria14

title: 10,000 lifetimes together
author: dria14
part: 7/7 the final part
rating: R to NC-17
disclaimer: i don’t own nething blah, blah, blah i’ll stand by you- the pretenders, here with me- dido, it’s the theme from roswell, she’s amazing
distribution: take it just ask i’ve very nice about it.
feedback: please god yes

notes: it’s done finished i hope you all liked it. i’m very tired so if there’s many mistakes please forgive me, i’m an idiot.

Giles looked at Buffy when they pulled apart. He looked right into her beautiful green eyes. She didn’t say anything, but she stood up.

-Oh, why you look so sad

-The tears are in your eyes

-Come on and come to me now

She backed away from the couch, he couldn’t imagine how she felt. She seemed to be staying strong though. Strong as possible.

-And don’t be ashamed to cry

-Let me see you through

-Cause I’ve seen the dark side too

Her eyes darted around his apartment quickly only to land on him. She didn’t want him to think she hated him, but she needed... something. "Buffy, are you all right?"

-When the night falls on you

-You don’t know what to do

-Nothing you confess

-Could make me love you less

She only nodded she didn’t want to truly break down in front of him. She felt sick to her stomach. If she opened her mouth to speak, she was afraid she would throw up. Or he’d hear everything she felt. She didn’t want him to.

-I’ll stand by you

-I’ll stand by you

-Won’t let nobody hurt you

-I’ll stand by you

He stood up and approached her, slowly. He knew she was wavering at the edge. Ready to just have everything come out. She didn’t back away from him.

-So if you’re mad, get mad

-Don’t hold it all inside

-Come on and talk to me now

He was afraid to touch her, terrified she’d run. He stood in front of her, ready if she needed him.

-And hey,

-What you got to hide?

-I get angry too

-Well, I’m a lot like you

He smiled at her, a comforting smile, telling her everything would be all right. He saw a tear or two slip down her cheek. His instinct was to wipe them away, but he waited for her to give him a sign that it was okay.

-When you’re standing at the crossroads

-And you don’t know which path to choose

-Let me come along

-Cause even if you’re wrong

He saw her hand slowly reaching out for his. She wrapped her hand around his wrist, and brought his hand up to her face. He wiped away her tears, and caressed her cheek.

-I’ll stand by you

-I’ll stand by you

-Won’t let nobody hurt you

She broke down. She ran into his arms, resting her head on he chest, and let it all come out. He kissed the top of her head, as she cried into his sweater.

-I’ll stand by you

-Take me into your darkest hour

-And I’ll never desert you

-I’ll stand by you

-And when, when the night falls on you, baby

-You’re feeling all alone

-You won’t be on your own

-I’ll stand by you

-I’ll stand by you

-Won’t let nobody hurt you.

"I love you," she whispered.

"I love you, too, Buffy,"

They separated from their hug to kiss for the first time since that night that started it all. It was a very gentle kiss, but they melted into it.

I’ll stand by you

Take me in into your darkest hour

And I’ll never desert you

I’ll stand by you

Her tongue sought entry into his mouth, which obliged, giving his own tongue to massage hers. He could feel her moan against his mouth. She brushed the back of his neck with her fingertips. He pulled away from her mouth, and leaned his head on her shoulder as she kept touching the back of his neck.

"Oh my God!" he shouted.

"Found your happy spot."

He looked at her to see her smile through her tears. Her smiled thrilled him. His heart expanded with so much joy.

"I couldn’t make it without you," she said.

"Everything is going to be fine, Buffy."

"Thanks to you. I’m so lucky to have you in my life."

"That means a lot to me."

She put a hand through his hair. "It’s so soft."

He only smiled. She studied his features. She put a finger along his lips.

"Your lips, too, they’re so soft. Incredibly soft. I could kiss them forever."

A blush crept into his cheeks. Forever. He’d never amused the idea before.

"Forever’s a long time."

"Not long enough." Buffy looked up to the loft. His eyes followed hers. She looked at him with a questioning look in her eyes.

"We should take it slow, Buffy." She needed to rebuild her trust for their making love to be truly special.

"No, Giles, I don’t-"

He put a hand on her shoulder. "Not yet, luv, not yet."

He kissed her forehead. When he moved back, she nodded slowly. "Okay."

It was his turn to play with her hair. He was surprised at how good it felt underneath his fingertips. She was amazing. He was so lucky. They both were.

* * *

A Month Later

Buffy and Giles were on a date with Xander and Anya, and Willow and Tara. Everyone was taking it well. In fact, none of them were incredibly surprised. By the way, they had found Ethan and had punished him miserably. Buffy had long finished her meal, and was picking at Giles’s. Most of the time she made faces at it.

"I’m sorry you don’t enjoy what I’m eating," he told her sarcastically.

She looked up at him, and he smiled. The smile had returned. He put an arm around her chair, and squeezed her shoulder. She did the same to him except she brought her hand up to tickle the back of his neck.

"They’re all touchy feely, it’s so cute," Willow told Xander quietly.

"Oh, it’s adorable all right. I feel that you and Tara aren’t touchy feely enough. That would really be-" Willow punched his arm playfully. "Off the record, ‘ow’."

"Xander, are we having dessert or can we just go have sex?"

"Anya, we can have the best of both worlds, desert and sex."

"So, you want me to rub it on you?"

Xander sighed just looking at the middle of the table.. "No, never mind. I’ll explain later."

Buffy’s arm came down for her hand to land on Giles’s thigh. His came down to hold her hand.

The waitress came. "Dessert?" she asked. She smiled at Giles. He could feel Buffy’s hand squeezed his own. He looked to Buffy.

"Do you want anything, luv?"

"Not really. Only if we share something."

Giles looked out among the rest of them who shook their heads. "We’re good. Thanks anyway."

"Okay, well here’s your bill. You can just take it up to the counter when you’re ready."

She walked away. They split the bill four ways. Giles paid for Buffy, Xander for Anya, and Willow and Tara split their part. Then, of course, they all went home.

Buffy went with Giles to his apartment. When they got in they went and sat on his couch.

"You were jealous."

"What?"

"Of that waitress. I saw the looks you were giving her."

"If she had been a vamp I would’ve waited until she was good and... in pain until I staked her. Mind?"

"No, it’s-"

"Good, because it’s only because I love you so much."

They met each other for a kiss. She backed away.

"Giles, let’s go upstairs, please. I can’t take it anymore. I want you."

"Buffy, are you sure?"

"I’ve never been so sure of anything in my life."

The look in her eyes supported what she’d said. He took her hand, and stood up. They walked up to the bed together. She started to pull his sweater up over his head, but he took over for her, taking the T-shirt with it.

"Get on the bed," he told her.

She took off her shoes and did as he told her. He was taking his off, too. He climbed on top of her. He unbuttoned her top, pushed it off her. She wiggled out of it completely as he went to undo her bra. She slipped out of that, too. His breath caught in his chest, he could never imagine she’d be so beautiful. He wasn’t aware of the way he’d been staring.

"They’re called boobs, Giles."

He looked at her with a smirk on his face. "Very funny."

"I thought so."

"You’re going to pay for that."

She smiled wickedly at him. "Promise?"

He answered by biting her nipple. He undid her pants and brought them down. Her panties went right off with them. His pants and boxers were off in a flash. He began kissing her, then started his way down her chin and neck. That’s when she felt two fingers slip into her slick opening. Two- three fingers were pumping into her. He proceeded to replaced his fingers with his tongue, tasting her sweet juices. He teased her clit, rolling his tongue around it. He heard her moan his name. He felt himself stiffening to a point of discomfort.

He went up to kiss her again, but she turned him on his back so she could be on top. She raked her nails down his chest hair. He could feel her heat right above his cock. She grinded her hips against him.

"Top drawer, Buffy."

She reached above him, and opened the drawer. Her breasts dangled above Giles’s face. He took her breast into his mouth, and licked at her nipple. He did the same to the other.

Buffy found the condoms in the drawer and took one. She closed the drawer and sat down by his penis. She opened it, and put it on his straining member. He flipped her onto her back and entered her. She felt so tight around him. He began thrusting into her, slowly at first until they met each other in a rhythm. He brushed his hands along her breasts, and kissed her deep and long. The thrusting got faster and deeper until Buffy came, Giles merely a few moments later. Ladies come first.

"I love you, Giles," she whispered into his ear.

"I love you, too."

He kissed her again. They proceeded to make love three more times that night.

***

The next morning, Buffy woke up in Giles’s bed, alone.

-I didn’t hear you leave, I wonder how am I still here

-I didn’t want to move a thing, it might change my memory

She heard him in the kitchen, doing something. Making breakfast, she supposed. He walked into the living room, and looked up at the bed.

"Buffy? Are you awake?"

"Yeah."

-Oh I am what I am, I do what I want, but I can’t hide

-I won’t go, I won’t sleep, until you’re resting here with me

-I won’t leave, I can’t hide, I cannot be until you’re resting here with me

He came up the stairs in the boxers looking kind of heroic. He looked at her as if she was a goddess to be worshipped. That’s how she felt.

"I’m making breakfast. French toast."

She smiled as he sat down at the foot of the bed.

"You’re too good to me."

-I don’t want to call my friends, they might wake me from this dream

-And I can’t leave this bed, risk forgetting all that’s been

"I just love you."

He leaned down, and kissed her, gently. He looked into her eyes to see the light behind them when she looked at him.

-Oh I am what I am, I’ll do what I want, but I can’t hide

-I won’t go, I won’t sleep, I can’t breathe, until you’re resting here with me

-I won’t leave, I can’t hide, I cannot be, until you’re resting here with me

"I should get downstairs. I don’t want it to burn. I- I have shirts in the closet if you want to-"

She nodded. "I’ll be down in a second."

He went down the stairs and flipped all of the pieces of French toast. Buffy came down the stairs wearing a white dress shirt of his. He was left to wonder whether or not she was wearing underwear, but she was definitely not wearing a bra.

He turned back around to the stove, and she came up behind him, wrapping her arms around her stomach. She kissed his back.

"Do you want to sit on the couch or the stool."

"I’ll go with couch."

He turned around, and she backed away. He got out two plates, and placed them on the counter. He put the food on the plates, and they moved to the couch with everything they needed to eat. They began to do just that.

"Giles, this is so good." He chuckled. "What?"

"That’s how this all started. My cooking."

"I think later, Giles, chocolate chip cookies."

END