TITLE: "Rock The Boat"
AUTHOR: ASH Watcher/Slayer Watcher
EMAIL: GGtheSlayer@aol.com
SUMMARY: Buffy and Giles on a cruise...smut involved.
RATING: NC-17
PAIRING: B/G...duh!!
DISCLAIMER: Not mine....damn.
DISTRIBUTION: ASH_WatchersFanfiction, all others, ask first!
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"You mean you actually got tickets to the "Funky Buttlovin' Sunset
Cruise tonight?!?" Buffy squealed in delight.
Giles grinned at her reaction, then nodded. Buffy squealed again, and
picked Giles up and twirled him around the room. Then after he
demanded to be put down, she did...and kissed him. He thrust his
tongue into her mouth to wrestle with hers. And a few passion filled
smoochies later, they were both ready to go at it, right in the front
yard. Lucky for them, Mr. Ughly and Ms. Red, walked by on the other
side of the street just then. Buffy eeped, then picked Giles up and
ran for the safety of the house.
***************
At 8 PM that night, Buffy was standing on the dock with Giles,
waiting to board the cruise ship. They held hands and walked up the
gangplank. She grinned excitedly at him and he kissed her hand. They
were shown to the deck, where all of the other guests (32 in all)
were gathered. Everyone introduced themselves and chatted amicably. A
short while later, the dinner bell rang and Buffy & Giles followed
the others below, to where dinner would be served. The Giles' were
seated next to two other couples. Giles introduced himself and Buffy
to everyone and then the hors d'ourves were placed on each of the
tables.
Buffy took some weird looking one and sniffed it. Okay, that didn't
smell *that* bad, so she figured it'd be safe to eat. Apparently she
was wrong, cuz as soon as she'd swallowed one bite, she promptly
began choking. Giles looked up and gasped when Buffy passed out and
fell off her chair. He jumped out of his chair and ran over to pick
Buffy up off the floor. She still wasn't breathing and he began
panicking.
**Think, man, *think*!!! CPR!**, he urged himself.
He checked for a pulse, which she still had. Then he opened her
mouth and made sure there wasn't anything blocking her airway. He
leaned over and gently pinched her nose closed, and started puffing
shallow breaths into her mouth. She suddenly gasped and sat up,
breathing on her own. Giles smiled in relief, and quickly gathered
her into a fierce hug. Funnily enough, but none of the other 32
guests, had even noticed anything wrong. Including the couples at the
tables next to where The Giles' had been sitting.
Buffy hugged Giles back and then he picked her up off the floor. They
decided to skip out on the rest of dinner, and instead went outside.
She lead him over to the railing and he wrapped him arms around her
waist. Giles turned Buffy around and began kissing her hungrily.
Their lips and tongues fought for dominance. Her hand slid down to
squeeze a firm butt cheek, causing him to groan. His hand slid down
and pinched a hard nipple. She gasped and urged him to pinch the
other nipple. Giles happily obliged and Buffy began thinking about
how quiet they could be while having sex on the deck.
Just when he was ready to take her right there, they heard someone
clearing their throat. Blushing, the lovers turned around and spied
Captain Fruitlupe. He raised an amused eyebrow, causing Giles to
contemplate grabbing Buffy and jumping overboard. Instead, Buffy
smiled demurely at the captain and then grabbed Giles and walked past
the smirking captain.
***************
They found themselves in the galley, alone. Her mouth latched onto
his and instantly, they began tearing at each others' clothes. He
lifted her up and pinned her to the nearest wall. She wrapped her
legs and arms around him. Buffy began trying to unbutton Giles'
shirt...but the damn buttons weren't cooperating, so she got ready to
rip it off him. Just then, they heard Captain Fruitlupe's voice
coming from right outside the door. Giles pressed his forehead
against Buffy's and they both groaned softly. Before they got caught
(again), Giles grabbed his wife and snuck out of the galley.
***************
Twenty-five minutes, and four more heated interruptions later, Giles
had a hard-on and bad case of blue-balls. Buffy wasn't faring much
better herself. She kept squeezing her thighs together, but could
still feel wetness sliding down her legs. As soon as they could, they
flew off the ship and into their car. Giles probably beat several
speed records, as he drove them home just as fast as possible. He
barely stopped the car, before turning it off and hopping out. Buffy
hopped out of the passenger seat and Giles practically yanked her arm
out of its socket.
He fumbled for the keys, dropped them, cursed in four languages, and
then picked the keys back up. Getting the right key in the door, at
long last, he swept her up with one arm. Buffy giggled as Giles
kicked the door closed behind them. He sped up the stairs and dropped
her, none too gently, on their bed. She sat up and gave him a "come-
hither" look. Giles ripped his clothes off and jumped on the bed.
Buffy purred as he began kissing her all over...then growled when he
stopped. She calmed down, when Giles tore her clothes off of her.
One finger slid down her body to test her readiness. She panted and
he urgently parted her legs with his knee. Then without further ado,
slammed himself home. Buffy screamed in delight and clamped her legs
around his waist. They set a frenzied pace and quickly reached the
edge. Giles moaned in pleasure as Buffy's walls began clenching
around him. Their orgasm was big and they let *everyone* know, by
crying each other's names out.
***************
The next morning, Buffy was awakened by soft licks up and down her
neck. She began purring and sighing happily, as the licks traveled
downwards. A soft, wet tongue, paid homage to each nipple, then
continued on down. She squirmed and giggled when The Tongue dipped
into her navel. Then almost flew off the bed, as The Tongue reached
its final destiny. Her hotwet core....The Tongue found its most
sought after goal quickly. Her little nubbin was standing out proudly
and jumped everytime The Tongue found it.
Buffy started clawing at the sheets, to keep from forcing The Tongue
to move deeper and faster. The Tongue had moved down a little, and
began thrusting in and out of its new home. But The Fingers decided
to play too...so when The Tongue moved back up to the little nubbin,
The Fingers plunged into Buffy's depths. Her back arched completely
off the bed, and the owner of The Tongue and The Fingers, rejoiced.
Buffy could feel an enormously intense orgasm building its way up
from her toes. Panting, she thrust against The Tongue and The
Fingers. Suddenly, The Mother Of All Orgasms, slammed into Buffy. Her
cries were heard three neighborhood blocks over. Shaking and
shuddering in aftershocks, Buffy laid on the bed in shocked pleasure.
Giles mentally patted himself on the back. He crawled up next to his
wife and waited for her to return to Earth.
Forty-five seconds later, Buffy pounced on her hubby. Then she
proceeded to give him the wildest ride of his entire life.
Afterwards, she grinned at his stunned facial expression. Leaving him
to finish recovering, she went downstairs and took a shower. Walking
back up to the loft after her shower, Buffy smiled at a sleeping
Giles.
THE END!
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