Don't Speak
By Jess

Title:  Don't Speak
Author:  Jess
Email:  JessD@mailandnews.com
Rating:  This is a poor attempt at a NC-17.  Probably not that raunchy but I 'd hate to give it a lower rating & offend someone.
Spoilers:  Up to Pangs or Hush to be safe.
Distribution:  Anyone who wants it!  Just tell me, & you'll make my day. Week. Year. Ok decade.
Disclaimers:  It all belongs to Joss, WB, Mutant Enemy & lets not forget the big bad evil FOX demon.  And heck anyone else who owns a piece.  No copyright infringement intended.
Summary:  Giles is leaving, what can Buffy do??
Feedback:  Please!!  This is my first attempt at smut, at actually posting a fic at all.  I'd really love any advice, feedback, rants, even flames will do!  & anyone willing to BETA it or any further attempts at reclaiming my creative side would be greatly appreciated.
Authors Notes: Ok we'll I tried to answer GlyzGirl's "Hush" Challenge.  Not the most original title since it came from the challenge song "Don't Speak" by No Doubt.  But it might be a work in progress.  That is if you don't all run screaming from this one!


Giles picked up his last suitcase.  Grabbed his coat took a long last look at the apartment that had been his home for the last three & a half years. A place that had borne witness to some of his most heart-wrenching memories. The death of Jenny, his recovery from the wrath of Angelus, and yet after the destruction of the Library had become his sanctuary, a place of safety for them all.

Had someone told him back in England that he would call this unbearably hot Hellmouth his home he'd have thought them daft.  Yet now, having to leave it was heart breaking.  But it wasn't just the house.  It was the people he would miss.  His children. Willow & Xander, for he couldn't love them any more were they his own flesh & blood.  And Buffy, his Slayer, his heart, his love, his life, leaving her would be the hardest.  Not that she reciprocated his love, or even knew about it, nor would she ever.  Yet just being able to see her smile, as it lit up a room, or hear her melodic voice, was pure heaven.  That was why he hadn't fought terribly hard when Immigration had revoked his green card, he had to leave!  Maybe he would be back, but he needed some space and time to clear his head & put things into perspective.

Buffy was doing fine on her own, now that she was no longer under the Councils dark shadow, and with Riley & Prof. Walsh to take up the slack, Buffy no longer needed him.

As he walked towards the old Citroen, he thought he'd even miss the old clunker.  But he knew Xander would take good care of it.  He drove down his tree-lined street, the sun that perpetually shined it's obliterating heat down on the town, at full power.  He had one more stop, to say goodbye to Buffy, Willow & Xander.

As he walked down the hall towards Buffy & Willows dorm room he sighed to himself.  He had to leave, if nothing else Buffy's chasing Angel back to LA should have convinced him that his whole outlook on their relationship needed shaking up.

Knocking gently on the door, he took a deep breath, preparing himself, for the sad farewell.  The door slowly opened inwards, he looked around it expecting to be greeted by three unhappy faces.  But the room was dark, the windows covered, lit only by strategically placed candles.  Had they forgotten he was coming, was Willow performing some wiccan ritual.

Suddenly the soft beat of music added to the atmosphere.  He turned in circles, looking for any sign of the trio.  Listening as the words to the music reached out to him & drew them into its spell.

You and me
We used to be together
Every day together, always
I really feel
That I'm losing my best friend
I can't believe
This could be the end
It looks as though you're letting go
And if it's real,
Well I don't want to know

Suddenly Buffy appeared out of the shadows, wearing a silk & lace negligee that barely brushed her thighs.  All thought flew out of his mind, he opened his mouth to gasp her name.  She moved gracefully towards him, placing a silencing finger gently across his mouth.  Her soulful eyes begging him not to turn away from her.

Don't speak I know just what you're saying
So please stop explaining
Don't tell me 'cause it hurts
Don't speak
I know what you're thinking
I don't need your reasons
Don't tell me 'cause it hurts

Her hands drifted softly over his face, taking in all the planes & shapes of his face, his emotive green eyes, his soft sensuous lips, his laugh lines, the small barely noticeable scar left by the burning bat incident.  She reached up on her toes, bringing her mouth to the scar, then trailing down until her lips met his.

Giles felt as if the world exploded into light.  Surely this was another of those dreams, that he would wake up from highly frustrated & in need of a very cold shower.  But the feel of his very real Slayer in his arms kissing him, nervously waiting for a response from him, be it rejection or acceptance finally broke through to his numb mind.  As he gathered her closer to him and responded to her feather light kisses, pouring all his feelings into that one kiss.  As their tongues stroked he drank in the sweet innocence, that she would never lose.  He felt, for the first time in years, a sense of completeness, like he had found the part of himself he hadn't even realized he'd lost.

Our memories
They can be inviting
But some are altogether
Mighty frightening
As we die, both you and I
With my head in my hands
I sit and cry

Breaking apart finally as the need for oxygen overtook their hunger for each other, Giles looked into her eyes, eyes that swirled with lust & need, but most of all love.  His breath caught in his chest, could it be, could he believe what his own eyes told him.  That Buffy loved him, with the same all encompassing love that he felt for her.  Reaching out a hand he gently traced the tears down her face.  Bringing his finger to his mouth he tasted her salty tears, then bent to kiss the tears from her upturned face.

Don't speak I know just what you're saying
So please stop explaining
Don't tell me 'cause it hurts
Don't speak
I know what you're thinking
I don't need your reasons
Don't tell me 'cause it hurts

Giles picked her up and carried her to the blankets that had been set up in between the hastily pushed aside beds.  Lying her down, he took in every inch of her.  From her silky soft skin, the sexy nightwear, to her bruised, well kissed mouth.  In one quick movement he removed the negligee, stunned by the pure perfection of her.  He reached down to kiss her as her nimble fingers made quick work of his buttoned shirt.

Pushing the shirt roughly from his shoulders, she ran her hands through the light patterns of hair on his chest.  Her hand resting over his heart where it beat as fast as a runaway train.  Running her hands lower she came to his belt, where she struggled to undo it. He reached down to help her, easily removing his slacks & boxer shorts.  Never breaking contact from the attention he was lavishing to her neck and chest.  As he felt her small hand encircle his hard member, the world tilted on its axis & he had to still her hand, or lose control before he had even started.  Fighting for control he continued on his downward journey.  Reaching her full breasts, he blew gently on the turgid peaks, rejoicing in her soft whimpers, as she squirmed under him.  Laving them with his tongue, he finally took one areola into his mouth.  His hand torturing it's twin with similar attention.

It's all ending
I gotta stop pretending who we are...
You and me I can see us dying...are we?
Don't speak I know just what you're saying
So please stop explaining
Don't tell me 'cause it hurts
Don't speak I know what you're thinking
I don't need your reasons
Don't tell me 'cause it hurts
Don't tell me 'cause it hurts

Buffy thought she would die from the exquisite torture of his hands & mouth on her body, as he moved further downwards, scraping his teeth gently over her stomach.  Past the aching core of her, he started from her knees, molding her thighs with his strong hands while kissing his way back up.  As he reached her wet core, he lightly brushed his fingers over her clitoris. Hearing her stifle a scream of delight he smiled wickedly before laving it with his tongue.  As she bucked wildly against his mouth.  He slipped a finger inside her feeling her tight walls clench around his finger, he carefully added another, while taking her clit into his mouth.  Buffy moaned as she writhed under his touch.

I know what you're saying
So please stop explaining
Don't speak
Don't speak
Don't speak
ohhhhh I know what you're thinking
And I don't need your reasons
I know you're good
I know you're good
I know you're real good oh
La da da da da da
La da da da da da
Don't, don't
Ohh Ohh

Giles could feel her close to the edge.  Slowly removing his fingers he moved up until his painfully erect penis was cradled in her wet heat.  Buffy whimpered as she felt the tip pushing into her tight core.  Looking into her eyes, he drove into her, Buffy moaned at the feeling of finally being one with him.  Wrapping her legs around his thighs she pushed him deeper.  He started to thrust into her, gently at first, the momentum building with the excitement.  Knowing he couldn't last much longer he reached down, finding her clitoris.  She screamed into his neck, biting down on the soft flesh. Her walls clenching his penis, he came with her, reaching that peak of divinity and free-falling back down to Earth.

As they both came down he kissed her showing her with his eyes, all he couldn't put into words.  Rolling onto his back, he hugged her to him, her head resting on his firm chest.  Their heartbeats slowly returning to normal, as they drifted into a euphoric sleep.

Hush me hush me darling
Hush me hush me darling
Hush me hush me, don't tell me 'cause it hurts
Hush me hush me darling
Hush me hush me darling
Hush me hush me, don't tell me 'cause it hurts

END


Authors 2nd note:  I know I sound like a one of those Mills & Boons novels with my members & turgids, but I couldn't bring myslef to use the C words. Just goes to show, no matter how hard you try, you cant completely kick your parents upbringing.!  *G*  Feedback please!!  I'm begging.