I Was Born to Be Yours
By Andrea

Title: I Was Born to Be Yours
Author: Andrea
Email: aegermaine@yahoo.com
Rating: NC-17
Pairing: Buffy/Giles
Disclaimer: Joss owns the characters
Distribution: Ask first...I'm a little iffy about this fic.
Spoilers: Goodbye, Iowa
Summary: If I told you that would spoil everything.
Thanks: Jeff for betaing, you know why
Feedback: YES PLEASE!  I wrote most of this while waiting for jury duty, so I'm not to sure about the ending.

"KNOCK! KNOCK!"

Giles put down his tea and book and went to answer the door. He checked his clock. It was 2:30 in the morning. 'Who could that be at this hour?' he thought to himself as he peered through the eyehole.

Recognizing her, he opened the door. "Buffy, what are you doing here at this hour? It's late."

She pushed past him and turned to face him "I know but I had a dream."

"Prophecy dream?" he asked, shutting the door. Gesturing, he led them to the couch. Sitting down, he asked again, "Now, tell me. What is this all about?"

Curling her legs under her, Buffy sat facing him. She looked down and said. "You."

"Me?" Giles asked, curious. He scooted closer to her and faced her. "Tell me about it, Buffy."

Shifting nervously in her seat, Buffy began, "We were on patrol as usual, and we came across some nasty vampires. They made Spike look like Peter Pan. Anyway, I was fighting and you wanted to help but I made you stay out of the way." She trailed off, looking down at her hands.

Giles reached over and lifted her chin. "Please tell me, Buffy."

"So, I was fighting and a vamp suddenly pinned me down. He was trying to turn me..." she sputtered, as Giles reached over to hold her hand. Smiling gratefully, she said, "Well, I was five seconds from becoming 'Buffy the Vampire' when against everything I told you to do, you came over and saved me." She met his eyes, "You jumped onto the vampire and he flung you into a headstone..."

"Buffy," he offered, moving even closer to her. "What happened?"

She looked up at him, her eyes glassy. "You died. Because of me." She wiped her eyes hurriedly. "After I saw you hit the headstone, I jumped up, staked the vamp and rushed over to you. You were unconscious and I tried, I tried so hard to wake you up,Giles, but you wouldn't. You just wouldn't." Buffy finished, her voice betraying her.

"Buffy," he said softly as she raised her head to see him, her eyes filled with worry. He rested his hand against her cheek and whispered, "I'm here. I'm safe. It was just a nightmare. Not prophecy."

"Yeah, I know in here." She pointed to her stomach. "When it's prophecy, I can feel it in my gut. But, this..it just scared me. Especially after what happened when you turned into a demon.." She gazed at him. "After that night and tonight's dream,....I can't lose you, Giles. I just can't." She shook her head.

"You won't, ever." he assured her, losing himself in her blue eyes.

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Buffy leaned in ever so slowly, her blue eyes fixed on his jade ones. Reaching out a steady hand, Buffy cupped his face gently and softly kissed him.

A slight tremble went through him as she pressed her soft warm lips to his, molding as one. After a brief contact, she pulled back to gaze at him.

He looked at her, his face full of emotion. Passion and lust, want and need were all present. But more than that, was love. Love for this incredible, brave woman whose life he valued more than his own. Whose love he wanted more than anything.

"Buffy." he said softly, his voice trembling with emotion. His hand caressed her face tenderly, his fingertips lightly brushing her ear.

She closed her eyes in delight at his caress. She instinctively leaned into it, raising her hand to cover his own. Opening her eyes, she gazed into his jade gems and whispered, "Love me?"

"Always." he answered without hesitation.

And that was the last word spoken before Giles crushed his lips to hers, his hand tilting her head back. Nipping and biting, he sucked on her bottom lip encouraging her to open her mouth. She obeyed and he plunged his tongue in, sweeping it around, claiming it as his own.

Buffy moaned deeply and automatically wrapped her arms around his neck, pulling him closer to her. She raised
up  slightly, climbing into his lap, digging her fingers into his hair. Needing desperately to be as close to him as possible, needing to be a part of him.

That dream had frightened her considerably. And the thought that she could lose Giles forever...scared her more than any creature of the night ever could.

Even though it was a dream, she still felt scared. And that feeling resonated into the kiss.

Taking his bottom lip between her teeth, Buffy nibbled lightly, loving the sound of his moaning reverbrating against her mouth. Her own tongue invaded just as immediately as his, running up and around his mouth, tasting all of him.

Giles moved his hands down to her back, pulling her fully into his lap. He knew that she was still upset by her dream, he could feel it in her kiss. The way she was holding him, kissing him, her mouth was trying to gain possession of his. Which he readily gave to her.

Pulling back for air, Giles looked into her eyes, needing to see her response to his kisses. His heart warmed at the glassy look in her eyes, her ragged breathing and her swollen mouth.

Beautiful.

Shifting her snuggly into his arms, Giles stood up and carried her up the stairs, careful not to drop her. She had her head tucked neatly under his chin, her mouth softly caressing his neck. She placed light, fairy kisses on his neck, her tongue lightly running over his skin.

He groaned, unsure if he could make it to the top without his knees buckling. Her mouth was doing a dance that caused his nervous system to overheat.

Reaching the top, he swiflty carried her into his bedroom, laying her down gently on his bed. He pulled back and stared at her. She was so beautiful.

She was laying there, her body languid, her limbs thrown back. Her short skirt was riding high on her, exposing the taut muscles of her thighs, her Salyer training evident.

From his vantage point, he could see she was excited. Her nipples stood out in high relief against her tank top. Her chest was heaving and the way she kept licking her lips was driving him mad.

He wanted nothing more than to take her into his arms and ravish her, love her the way she deserved to be loved. She raised up on her elbows and stared at him, taking all of him in. After a moment, she whispered, "Come here."

Obeying her command, he slid onto the bed next to her, taking her gently, lovingly into his arms. Turning both of them onto their sides, they resumed the kiss that they had begun downstairs.

Thier mouths met, knowingly, each one trying to possess the other. Lips, tongue, teeth.... The kiss quickly turned passionate, each one trying to dominate the other. And not just with their mouths either.

Hands everywhere, legs intertwined, both of them learning the feel of the other. Their caresses were fast and hard, both of them trying to claim the other's body with their own.

Buffy ran her nails down Giles' back, causing him to arch involunatrily into her. She smiled at his response, and repeated the gesture, her nails digging in a little bit harder.

Giles felt the pressure through his shirt and with one swift movement, moved her onto her back, his body on top of hers. His hands grabbed her head, while his tongue plundered her mouth. His kiss was unrelenting, his mouth unassuming. His passions and desires for her were unleashed in that kiss.

Everything he had ever felt for her, towards her was present in his kiss. Passion and lust, love and anger, Buffy had the ability to bring out his most primal instincts. Everything about her inflamed his wants and electrified his senses.

And now, to finally be able to act on them was....mind boggling.

He dug his hands into her blond tresses, his fingers tightening as the kiss deepened. He tugged, tilting her head back, exposing the golden skin of her neck.

Breaking the kiss, he moved his mouth to her neck, sucking and licking the golden flesh. He ran his tongue over her collarbone, tracing it with a firm pressure.

Buffy moaned, "Giles," and instinctively dug her hands into the back of his head, holding him to her.

Raising his head slightly, he growled, "Call me, Rupert.", before descending on her neck again. He moved his lips to the other side, biting her neck, leaving his own love mark.

She groaned deeply and yanked his head up for another kiss. Pressing her lips to his, she used her Slayer strength to push him onto his back, her legs on either side of him.

Straddling him, Buffy began to move, her body in sync with her tongue, rubbing against him as her tongue plundered his this time.

Slowly, enticingly, Buffy rolled her hips so that her hot center pressed ever so against his rock hard erection. Teasingly, tantalizingly, she kept up her pace, her slow pace driving him mad.

Unable to take it anymore, Giles grabbed her hips and roughly pulled her against him , causing both to groan unintelligibly.

Wrapping his arms around her, he rolled them over, pulling the dominant position on her. Raising up onto his knees, he gazed down at her for a moment, taking in her beauty once again.

Her lips were swollen, her breath was shallow and her nipples stood even higher than before, aching for his touch.

Reaching over, he undid the straps of her top, undoing the left then the right before reaching behind her back,untying the string with experience. Giles pulled the material away, exposing her ample bosom to his eyes, drinking her all in.

Buffy looked at him, noticing the admiration in his eyes and teasingly ran her hands over her breasts, rolling her nipples even harder than before.

Feeling his erection surge, Giles growled and grabbed her hands, placing them above her head. Bending his head, he swiftly engulfed her breast, his mouth hot against her skin.

Nibbling and sucking, his experienced tongue was driving her crazy. No one, not even Angel, had made her want as much as this man did. This man, who was not only her Watcher, but her friend, her confidante, and now her lover. This man, who until faced with the possibility of losing him even if it was just a dream, she hadn't realized how much she loved him, needed him, wanted him.

Releasing her breast, Giles moved on to the other one, his tongue repeating the same exquisite torture that he did on its partner. Rolling his tongue, he teased her nippled into a hardened peak, before biting it with his teeth.

The feel of his teeth on her breast was too much for Buffy and she climaxed, her orgasm wracking her body. "Giles." she pleaded, his mouth becoming both a pain and a pleasure. His mouth continued it's tortuous assault, his teeth nibbling the tender flesh even more.

Finally, Buffy couldn't take it anymore and pushed him away. He looked up at her, grinning like a cat that just ate the canary, heat surging through him at her response.

Moving down her body, he placed feather light kisses on her skin, moving his tongue along the underside of her breasts before moving down her firm torso to the top of her skirt.

Sitting up, he stared at her, silently asking her permission, needing to know that she wanted this as much as he did. She gazed back at him, love and tenderness in her eyes, each one warring for dominance over the other. She nodded slightly, and raised her hips silently giving him permission to make love to her.

Moving off of her, Giles slipped his fingers inside her waistband and slowly, torturously drew her skirt down, taking her panties with it. Tossing the clothes to the side he sat there on his haunches just gazing at her.

She was breathtaking.

Her body was lain out before him, nothing hidden, everything exposed. He ran his eyes up and down her figure, from her sated face to her breasts which were pink from his earlier activities, down to her apex.
She was truly magnificent.

Buffy blushed at his gaze. No one had ever looked at her like Giles was right at this moment. Admiration and devotion, desire and exhaultation, his face was a myriad of emotions, so many expressed but one constant remained.

Love.

She reached out, needing to touch him, needing to see the body that had trained her all those times, somehow knowing in her heart that he would be magnificent.

She grasped his sweater and tugged, silently urging him to strip himself of the offending material.

"Please.." she whispered, her eyes poring into his, hoping that he could read her need in her eyes.

He nodded and slipped the sweater off, tossing it aimlessly to the ground. She immediately wrapped her arms around him, holding him to her, like her life depended on it.

And maybe it did.

Chest against chest, Giles wrapped his own arms around her, just holding her, not in a passionate embrace but more of a loving one. One that conveyed to both,how much love existed between the two of them.

Buffy slowly eased back onto the bed, taking him with her, her arms still wrapped tightly around him. She pulled back to stare into his eyes, repeating the same thing that she did downstairs, "Love me?"

His heart surged at her words and he kissed her briefly before moving his head down her chest to her stomach until he got to her sex. She opened her legs invitingly, wanting nothing more than to have him touch her.

He slowly ran his tongue along the outer lips of her sex, before plunging it in, causing Buffy to arch her back, her legs trapping his head.He ran his tongue along her inside walls, before lightly stroking her clit with it.

"Giles.." she moaned, urging him up, her Slayer strength making it easy.

He looked at her and gasped. He saw the blatant need and desire in her ice blue eyes, the same need and desire that he knew were in his own.

Understanding, he slipped off the bed and shucked off the remainder of his clothes before climbing back on. He gathered her into his arms, kissing her firmly but gently, before climbing on top of her.

Buffy automatically wrapped her legs around him, trapping his body to hers, as if never wanting to let go.

"Buffy," Giles urged, moving slightly away.

She took the hint and eased her legs from around his waist, giving him room to move. Reaching down between their bodies, Giles guided the tip of him to her opening, moving it along her cleft, teasing her mercilessly.

"Giles." She growled, wrapping her legs again around him, her own way of urging him on.

Chuckling, he ran his tip teasingly once more before thrusting in, filling her to the  hilt.

"Aah!" She moaned, her body on fire from him. She had never felt like this before. So complete, so fulfilled and he didn't even start yet. Just the feel of him inside her was enough. But, she knew that it would only get better.

He moved slowly, tenderly,wanting to savor every minute with her. He clasped her shoulders, pressing his body to hers. He pulled out before plunging back in, the absolute feel of her overwhelming him. He knew he wouldn't be able to last long but he wanted to savor this first time and certainly not the last with her.

Buffy never felt anything like this before. She felt both alive and dead at the same time. Alive in that the feel of his body caused all her nerve endings to tingle and dead because she knew that she could possibly die from this ecstasy.

Speeding up, Giles and Buffy moved with each other, perfectly in sync, like they were made for each other. Like they were two parts to a whole.

Their breaths increased, each one wanting to reach their peak and wanting to take the other over with them.

Reaching down, Giles rubbed her clit, pressing hard on it. He knew he wasn't going to last and wanted desperately to send her over the edge with him.

The moment his fingers touched her, Buffy lost all consciousness. Tightening her legs and arms, she arched, her orgasm taking over her, causing her to lose all control.

With one last thrust, Giles let himself go, his orgasm coinciding with hers. Tightening his own arms, he held her to him as the last vibrations of her orgasm went through her. Each was able to feel  the reverbrations of the other's orgasm.

Coming down somewhat, Buffy pulled away to look into his eyes. He noticed her worry in them and asked, "What is it love?"

She shook her head, only saying, "Never leave me."

He shook his head." Never." He leaned down to kiss her lightly on her swollen mouth. "I was born to be yours."

Buffy's eyes lit up. "Oh, Giles.." She kissed him back. "I love you, ...I love you,...love you, Giles..."


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"I love you, Giles."

"What?"

Buffy shook her head clear and opened her  eyes. Standing in front of her was a surprised Watcher, who had walked into his apartment, finding a sleepy Slayer on his couch.

Realizing he was standing in front of her, Buffy leaped up, "Giles!" Her eyes were wild. "How long were you standing there?"

He shook his head. "Doesn't matter." Gazing at her, he asked, "Now, what did you say again? You love me?"

END