Morning Love
By Gabriele Schulz

TITLE: Morning Love
AUTHOR: Gabriele Schulz
EMAIL: gabi@gschulz.de
RATING: NC-17
DISTRIBUTION: Everyone who has my general permission. Others please ask first.
SPOILERS: none whatsoever
FEEDBACK: Love it. Especially if you like the story ;-)
SUMMARY: Buffy and Giles, the morning after their first night. (It's a PWP, okay?!) B/G
DISCLAIMER: The characters are the property of Joss Whedon, Mutant Enemy, Sandollar Productions, Kuzui Enterprises, 20th Century Fox Television, the WB Television Network, and whoever else may have a hold on them. I do not mean to infringe upon any copyrights.
NOTES:
I wrote most of this in the train. Fortunately my handwriting is so bad, no casual observer could read anything of it ;)
DATE: 01/01,09/2001


For a split second he felt the dread of waking up alone. That it had just been a very vivid dream. Then he heard her soft breathing, felt the warmth emanating from her body.

Without opening his eyes he moved a little further towards her. Yes, he could smell her, too. Her vanilla shampoo, the light scent of her perfume and the scent that was only her mixed with a little bit of his own, which came from lying in this bed after making love with him twice the night before.

He opened his eyes and looked straight at her face, at least the part that wasn't buried in the pillow. Her hair was quite tousled but that could in no way diminish her absolute beauty. Of course in his eyes she was perfection, no matter what she wore and despite the state of her hair.

He took some of it in his hand and breathed in the scent. Then he stroked it down her face and waited for her to wake up.

She stirred, then squeezed her eyes closer before opening them up. A wide smile appeared on her face when she saw him.

"Morning love."

He couldn't answer. It was as if he hadn't really realized what happened the day before until now. As if this still could have turned out to be nothing but the most wonderful dream he had ever had. But now he was sure. It wasn't a dream.

Buffy loved him.

Since Buffy's look threatened to become worried and he still was too overwhelmed to speak, he simply leaned forward and kissed her.

It took only a second for her to respond and open her mouth, inviting his tongue to explore her. Their hands began to do the same. Buffy's fingers drew lines on his shoulder and arm before beginning to tease his nipples. He ran his own hand over her back. He was amazed that such a tough fighter could have such a delicate skin. It was as though he could dip right into her.

This thought brought forth a very vivid image of last night and he moved his mouth away down her neck to her shoulder.

He nuzzled his face in her neck and she giggled.

He moved her onto her back so that he could kiss her neck on the other side as well. She moved her arms around him and sighed dreamily.

He ran his fingers down the side of her body then put them on her stomach, tickling her there.

"Rupert!"

He flashed a grin at her and moved his hand to her right breast, which earned him an approving sound.

He cupped her breast and drew circles around the nipple. Then he flicked his tongue over it.

Buffy's hand moved into the hair at the nape of his neck to keep his head in place and encourage him.

He took the nipple in his mouth and sucked gently, then took more of her breast in his mouth, swirling his tongue around the now hard bud.

The hand that had held her breast moved to stroke her side, while the other began kneading her left breast.

He rubbed her nipple into hardness while his mouth kept sucking and licking the other in turns.

Her low moans grew louder and louder.

He took a second to give her a short hard kiss before giving her other nipple equal attention of his mouth.

When he felt her pushing his head downwards he complied.

He lavished her stomach with kisses, nibbles and occasional flicks of his tongue until her incoherent noises of pleasure turned into pleading.

He lifted his head to look at her face. Her eyes were closed, but she opened them to see why he had stopped.

He smiled at her and Buffy quietly said "Please".

He nodded and put his hand between her thighs which she immediately parted.

He settled himself between them so that he could kiss her stomach. He was holding her hips and then moved further down to kiss her pubic hair.

She spread her legs further apart and made a sound that Rupert interpreted as sign of anticipation. With the help of his fingers he spread her nether lips apart and entered her with the tip of his tongue.

Her hips shot upwards pushing his tongue further in. She moaned deeply and he put his hands on her hips again and forced her down onto the bed.

He thrust in and out of her a couple of times before suddenly withdrawing and sucking on her clit without warning.

"Rupert!"

Her hips tried to move up again, but he held her down and kept sucking and licking her nubbin and occasionally entering her with his tongue for a few quick thrusts.

She was gripping the sheets now, her moans sometimes turning into cries of pleasure.

Then she finally couldn't endure it any longer and came hard shouting his name.

He watched in fascination as she convulsed, until she pulled him to her. Their mouths and arms found each other as if by force. The kiss was sweet and deep.

He turned them so that she was on top of him.

Minutes passed by, filled with soft kisses and butterfly touches. She stroked his chest and nipples until she felt his erection pressing into her back more insistently.

She put her hand behind her back and squeezed him experimentally. His answer was a groan.

She smiled then leaned sideways to the nightstand to get a condom out of the drawer.

She straddled his thighs and gripped him again, a little harder this time. He groaned again, calling out her name. She loosened her hold of him and stroked up and down once before bending forward and kissing the tip. She could feel him move beneath her and squeezed him with her thighs to make him stop.

He tried to relax, but when she put the head of his penis into her mouth to suck away his precum he couldn't help the bucking of his hips.

She let his tip slip out of her mouth.

"Breathe."

He nodded and did so quite deeply a couple of times.

"Better?"

He nodded again.

"Good."

She took the condom that she had laid on the nightstand and unpacked it . The she carefully placed it on his straining manhood.

When he was fully sheathed, she moved up on her knees and positioned herself above his penis.

She looked him deep in the eyes. Then she whispered "I love you" before sinking down on his shaft until he was filling her completely.

He waited for her to move but she simply looked at him with serene eyes. Then she put her palms on his stomach.

He was still watching her intently when she suddenly tightened her pelvic muscles around his erection.

The muscles in his stomach tightened and he could feel her hands running over them as if to feel the effect she was having on him.

She relaxed her muscles and ran her hands further up his body through his chest hair, flicking over his nipples before cupping his face.

She leaned forward while he simultaneously lifted his upper body so that their mouths could meet in a kiss. They put their arms around each other deepening the kiss until Rupert couldn't hold himself in that position any longer.

Instead of sinking back down onto the bed he turned them both around so that she was lying beneath him.

They kept up the deep kiss, even when he slowly started thrusting into her.

She answered in kind, lifting her hips whenever he pushed into her.

The gentle kiss became more passionate as they slid their tongues against each other.

The rhythm of their bodies sped up, the thrusts becoming shorter but harder.

When she began to tighten around his shaft, he knew he couldn't hold back any longer. He thrust more deeply into her twice before shooting his seed into her. She was still convulsing around him, when he became aware of anything but the exquisite pleasure of losing himself in her.

He slid out of her and removed the condom, before settling beside her and taking her in his arms. He stroked her hair out of her sweaty face.

"Morning love."

She smiled and put her head on his shoulder.

"You do realize that I expect such a wake-up call each morning now."

"I'll do my best."

They looked at each other. Then he kissed her again...

 
The END