Beach Party
By Gileswench

Title: Beach Party
Author: Gileswench
Date: 2/2/01
Spoilers: General through Checkpoint
Summary: Er, uh, a beach party results in serious much Watcher/Slayer bonding.
Rating: NC17
Pairing: Buffy/Giles
Distribution: Gabi if she wants it, UCSL. All others, ask and ye shall receive.
Feedback: Constructive criticism always welcome. Praise abjectly sought.
Disclaimer: It all belongs to Joss, Mutant Enemy, etc., etc., etc. I just let them have all the fun Joss won't. I own nothing except my twisted mind which you really don't want. Please don't sue.
Dedication: This one goes out to Patti with many happy birthday wishes.
Also, a nod of the head to Quinn with thanks for the plot(?) bunny.

It had been a long haul, but the Scooby Gang had defeated Glory and kept the Key, Dawn, safe. This could mean only one thing: Watcher, Slayer, Slayerette party. Giles protested in a half-hearted manner when Xander suggested a beach outing, but Buffy's pout induced him to agree.

Sometimes he rued the way Buffy could wrap him around her little finger. Most of the time, though, he enjoyed it thoroughly.

And so it was that the gang found themselves lounging on the beach, full of junk food, and very proud of themselves.

"Okay, everybody, remind me not to take a nap this time. First Slayer dreams are not on my agenda for today." Xander was only half joking.

"Since we didn't do an enjoining spell, I rather doubt we'll be seeing her this time." Giles commented. His eyes were half closed so he could watch Buffy without being seen to do so.

The Slayer was playing at the edge of the water. As the sea swelled and came toward her, she backed up, giggling as it swept across her toes, only to follow the retreating wave as it rolled back out again. Despite her sexy black string bikini, she looked hopelessly innocent and young. It occurred to Giles, not for the first time, that Riley Finn was an immature idiot who needed his head examined in the worst possible way.

Willow stretched out on the sand next to Giles.

"So have you talked to her yet?"

"Hmm? Talked to whom?"

"Buffy, you big dummy. You know you need to talk to her."

"Willow, what are you going on about?"

"This. This...thing where you guys keep looking at each other when you think no one's looking at you guys."

"I'm her Watcher. I have to watch her."

"But she does too. Watches you, I mean, and she's not anybody's Watcher, that I know of."

"Nonsense." Giles snorted. Why would Buffy watch him?

"It's been going on for too long, Big G."

"Et tu, Xander?"

"Look, what's the big? You're single, she's single, and you two have been doing the googly eyes at each other forever...well, at least since the Prom. You guys are way overdue for this talk."

"I've no idea what you two are talking about." Giles polished his already gleaming glasses.

Willow and Xander shook their heads in disgust.

"Look, I didn't want to have to do this, Giles, but you leave me no choice." Xander put his hands to his mouth and yelled. "Hey Buff! Giles wants to talk to you!"

"Okay!" she shouted back and started back to the others as Xander and Willow hauled Giles bodily to his feet and gave him a push in her direction.

The Englishman glared back at his young charges, who gave him the thumbs up sign before scampering out of sight to another part of the beach.

Giles sighed and sauntered towards his Slayer as she skipped to him.

"Hey, Watcher-mine, what's up?"

"I, um, well, t-that is..."

"Yeah?" Buffy smiled, She would never admit it, but she loved it when Giles blushed and stuttered in her presence. She thought it was awfully cute. As he composed himself to begin again, Buffy let her eyes wander over his muscular chest. It was a real treat to see him wearing nothing but burgundy swim trunks and an open shirt.

Giles' blush deepened and spread from his cheeks down his neck and began to redden said chest. Buffy giggled. He was beginning to match his swimsuit. Then she took a deep breath and started before she could chicken out.

"Look, I don't know what it is you wanted to say, but there's something I've been wanting to say to you for a long time now, Giles, so I'm just gonna say it and it's up to you whether you do something about it or forget I said anything, okay?"

Giles stared in admiration. "How on earth did you manage to say all that in one breath?"

"Slayer lung capacity. It's a perk of the job. Now, can I say what I'm gonna say?"

"By all means."

Buffy took a moment to gather her thoughts as the two strolled down the beach, automatically matching their strides.

"When Riley left..."

"Buffy I don't want you to feel guilty about that. He made his choice. It wasn't your fault."

"Thanks for the vote of confidence, Giles, but I already got that one figured out. Riley's way behind me. In fact, he was kinda behind me before he left."

"I don't understand."

"Then quit interrupting me." Her smile made it clear she wasn't angry with him. "See, Riley was right. I didn't really love him. Not the way a girlfriend should love her boyfriend. I couldn't, because there was somebody else."

"Ah, I see." His gaze dropped to the sand. "And who is this fellow you're interested in? Have I met him?"


"It's's not Angel again, is it?"

Buffy swatted his arm. "Please! I am so not going there again. I've decided that love should include things like laughter and the occasional foray into sex. I can't do either one of those with Angel. Besides, long-distance romance really sucks. So I hear."

"Yes, it does. So if it's not Angel, it isn't...please tell me it isn't Xander."

"No way. He's like a brother to me and I'm not named Brandine. Anyway, powers or not, I wouldn't get in between Anya and her guy even if I had a chance, which I don't."

"So who is this...person to whom you refer?"

"Not even close. Still batting for team hetero here." She stopped and looked him in the eye. "It's you. You don't have to say anything, or let me down gently. I know you don't think of me that way. I just...I thought you should know."

Giles was stunned. Not even in his wildest fantasies...well, maybe the wildest, but never in his more clear-headed moments had he dreamed of this.

"A-are you saying th-that you...I can't even say it!"

"I know, Giles. You aren't in love with me, and it's okay..."

"Not in love with you? I've been in love with you for years. I never dared to say it; barely dared to think it, actually. Oh, but Buffy, how could I not be in love with the most wonderful woman I've ever known?"

With that he bent his head to hers and kissed her sweetly on the lips. Her arms snaked around his waist to draw him nearer as her tongue slipped out to tangle with his.

In the next few minutes, Buffy had reason to be glad of Slayer lung capacity. Once Giles has kissed her, he couldn't stop. Their embrace grew more and more passionate until Buffy felt Giles' cock poking into her belly through his trunks.

"Hi there to you, too" Buffy laughed as she wriggled against the insistent, and surprisingly large, bulge.

Giles' answer consisted of a deep groan and an even deeper kiss. His lips trailed more searing kisses to the girls' ear where he whispered "I love you, Buffy, and I want to make love with you." Between his words and the way he nibbled at her earlobe, Buffy felt her knees turn to water.

"Please, Giles, I want you so much."

"Then we can go back to my place..."

"No, Giles, I can't wait that long. I need you right now."

"But I wasn't prepared for this. I - I don't have with me."

"Me neither. I didn't think I'd need it. But that doesn't mean we can't have fun." A thought hit Buffy suddenly. "You're clean, right?"

"Um, yes. Quite clean. And you?"

"Squeaky. Not even a smudge. So what are we waiting for?" She began to drop soft, mouthing kisses on his chest.

"Oh God, Buffy! We - we can't do this. Not here. What if somebody sees us?"

"I bet we could show them a couple moves." Her lips now caressed his belly, and sent agonizing waves of pleasure through his groin.

Giles pulled Buffy up so he could kiss her again as she cupped his ass cheeks, grinding her aching center against his thigh.

"Come with me" Buffy said as she grabbed Giles' hand. She led him down the beach until they reached a small cave. "We've got a couple hours until high tide, so we can finish before it gets dangerous."

"Finish? In a couple hours? I was rather planning on taking longer than that."

"Hey, this is just round one I'm talking about. Y'know, something to take the edge off before we go back to your place and I completely wear you out."

"So you have no plans for the rest of the week?"

"Mmmmm, loving the sound of that."

Buffy wasted no more time. She backed Giles up to one wall of the cave and raked her fingers through his chest hair. Then she bent her head and took one tightened nipple between her lips.

Giles moaned and pulled his lover closer to himself even as he pulled his glasses off and placed them on a rock ledge out of harm's way.

"Yesss" he hissed. "God, that's wonderful."

After a short time, Buffy switched nipples. She continued to pet the one she'd already sucked on as Giles groaned in delight.

When she removed her talented lips from the tight buds, Buffy kissed her way back up to Giles' mouth. At the same time, she dropped one hand to search out the shape of his cock through his swim trunks. Giles devoured Buffy's lips. He thrust his tongue into her mouth to mate with hers. Her hand dipped lower to fondle Giles' balls.

"Do it, Buffy. Please. I need it."

In a heartbeat, Buffy had dropped to her knees in the sand and pulled the trunks down Giles' legs. She took a moment to kiss and nibble his thighs before turning her attention to his straining manhood. It stood fully erect; long, thick, and dripping precum.

"Wow. I've never seen one that big. No wonder you wear your jeans loose."

Buffy took it in her small hand. She worked the foreskin back and closed her lips around the tip. Giles moved his hands to her head to encourage her movements. He whimpered as he felt her velvet tongue dig into his slit to taste the fluid that gathered there. Then he groaned as he felt himself sink deeper into Buffy's hot mouth.

She couldn't take his entire length, so she moved one hand to stroke the lower part of his shaft, and the other to feel the weight and texture of his scrotum. Giles couldn't help but thrust his hips in response to the fabulous blowjob he was receiving.

"Yes, Buffy, that's good. Jesus, that's wonderful. Don't think I can last much longer. Oh God, suck harder, darling!"

She increased the pressure and sped up her ministrations until Giles let a roar and gushed his sperm into her mouth.

Buffy swallowed each wave of seed as it erupted from his penis. When his orgasm had passed, she licked every drop from his shaft and gave a final kiss to the head before standing to hold her trembling lover.

"Where the hell did you learn to do that?" He asked as soon as he could trust his voice again.

"Let's just say, I was inspired. I've wanted to do that for so long. So it was okay?"

"Okay?! You're amazing." He traced her neck and shoulder with kisses. "And now it's your turn, love."

He turned them so Buffy was against the wall and brought his hands up to cup her breasts through her bikini top. He pinched her erect nipples through the cloth as he nibbled on the upper swell of her breasts. Her moans told him he could up the ante, so he pulled the cloth from her snowy mounds and began to nurse at the pink tips.

His hands trailed down Buffy's body, seeking out the sensitive spots along her belly and thighs.

The girl whimpered at the sensation of Giles' tongue as it flicked across one nipple, then the other. Buffy wondered briefly through her passion-fogged senses if anyone had ever come from having their nipples sucked before. If not, she was sure she was about to become the first.

Then his lips were gone. Buffy let out a soft mewl of protest until she felt Giles move aside the fabric at her crotch and bury his tongue to the hilt in her dripping womanhood.

"Oh my God! Giles!"

She threw her head back and arched against his mouth. Giles worked his tongue in and out of the tight channel before him in imitation of what he wanted to do with his rapidly re-inflating cock. He moaned as Buffy cried out and her pussy spasmed repeatedly.

She thought he would stop when she had come, but Giles had no intention of letting it end there. He slid a finger, and then a second, into her as his tongue moved to lick the distended bud of her clitoris. He nibbled and sucked at the tiny nubbin, burying his face between Buffy's legs. She ground her slick female heat against him as another, and yet another climax tore through her.

"Ohh, Giles, God, that's so good."

When the fourth orgasm hit her, Buffy finally begged Giles to stop. Still, he kissed and petted her pussy until her breathing returned almost to normal.

Giles readjusted Buffy's swimsuit, grinning smugly all the while.

"What's with the smile, Mona Lisa?"

"Wore you out."

She swatted him softly.

"Did not. Tide's coming in."

Sure enough, the water was beginning to swirl around their feet.

"So it is. I suggest we move our activities to someplace less hazardous. Say, my place?"

Buffy giggled. "With all the demon attacks that have happened there? That's less hazardous?"

"Well nobody's drowned there yet. At least not that I'm aware of."

"Good point. Let's go."

They kissed deeply as they turned to leave the cave.