A Much Needed Release
By Eos

A MUCH NEEDED RELEASE
By: Eos
Summary: Buffy is suffering from lack of Orgasm
Characters: B/G primarily.
Disclaimer: If only they were mine, but sadly they are not. Everyone belongs to Joss and Mutant Enemy.
Rating: NC-17 (yeah baby!)
Note: First fan fic…ever! So please be kind.
Feedback: PLEASE! diva_renthead@hotmail.com.


WHAP! Giles staggered back with the force of the kick, sweating and breathless. They had been training for over four hours and Buffy wasn't even tired yet. "JuJitsu?" Buffy inquired as she kicked a leg up into her arm, forcing it far back to regain that satisfactory feeling of stretching ligaments.

"Buffy, I think I've had enough for today. We'll work on it tomorrow." Buffy gave a little pout as Giles threw the kicking pads to the ground.

"But I'm not even tired. Besides," she commented rather lazily as she kicked into a handstand, "I need to work off the sexual tension." This last comment caused Giles to do a double take as Buffy launched into a series of handsprings.

"Buffy!" He muttered rather appalled

"What? Well, what do you expect? Riley's been gone for almost two months now and I'm suffering from lack of orgasm. Builds up energy in need of release."

"Buffy, I really don't think--"

"I mean, Riley and I would fuck each other every night. Sometimes three times a day. A girl gets use to such a routine. And then pouf! No more doin' the wacky."

"Buffy, I really don't feel comfortable discussing your sex life," Giles insisted as he cleaned his glasses nervously. Buffy let out a giggle at the sight of her flushed watcher. It had obviously been a while since he had even mentioned the word sex let alone discussed it, and Buffy felt rather sorry for him.

"Giles, how long has it been since you had sex?"

"Buffy!" Giles cried out in surprise.

* * * * *

"I bet it's been a year." Willow, Buffy, and the female half of the scoobies surrounded the Bronze's pool table discussing Giles' past romantic credits.

"Seems about right," Buffy replied as she lined up a shot, sinking the mutli-colored ball in the corner pocket. "I win."

"You always win," Anya mumbled sulkily as she laid her pool que on the table. "I'm sick of this game."

"You're sick of anything you're bad at," Tara replied teasingly. Anya simply shrugged before retreating to the massive circle of chairs and couches situated around the center of the newly renovated club.

"When was Giles' last relationship?"

"Olivia," Buffy and Willow replied together. "But that didn't last long."

"They never seem to where Giles is concerned," Tara stated sympathetically. "First Jenny--"

"And we all know how that ended," Willow said somberly.

"Then Ms. Summers--"

" There was no Ms. Summers," Buffy quickly insisted "That was a spell."

"I heard they did it on a cop car," Anya said rather blandly, as if she were discussing the weather.

"Twice," the others piped in, all with varying levels of amusement.

"Back to the point—it's been, what, a year since the man has been laid?" Buffy concluded, "How pathetic."

"It might be more. He and Olivia may never have...consummated the relationship," Willow said with a smile

"What that man needs in a good blow job," Anya said firmly. The others stared at her in amazement before bursting out into laughter. "Well, it does seem like the best solution."

"Agreed," Buffy replied through giggles, "But who's going to volunteer?"

"Don't look at me," Willow replied as she took hold of her girlfriend's hand, "I don't dig dicks anymore."

"I would, believe me it would be nice for a change," this from Anya, "but I have a feeling Xander would get jealous." Everyone turned to look expectantly at Buffy who held up her hands in display of defense.

"I am so not giving my watcher a blow job."

* * * * *

A small tinkling bell resounded throughout the Summer's residence.

"I got it!" Dawn called as she bounded down the stairs and flung open the door. "Oh," she replied dismayed at the sight of Giles "It's you. Buffy's upstairs" Giles nodded slightly in thanks at Dawn before stepping inside, closing the door softly behind him. Truth be told, he was still a little embarrassed to see Buffy after their conversation that afternoon. But slayer duties called and he had promised to go patrolling with her.

He slowly made him way up the stairs, walking the well-worn path through the house. As he passed Joyce's old room, he felt a pang of sadness grip his heart. But this feeling was soon replaced when he heard a deep moan come from the room down the hall. Buffy's room. Curiosity gripped him as he walked down the hall and the deep groans grew louder. The door was opened slightly and Giles could just barely see through into the room. Buffy's nude back was to him as she swayed back and forth to the radio softly in the foreground. The sight of so much flesh on such a beautiful girl made him blush, but what he saw next made him practically breathless. Buffy turned to face him; eyes have closed in ecstasy, completely nude. Giles felt himself growing hard at sight of her firm yet supple breasts with tight and pert nipples...his eyes traveling over her smooth stomach and down to other areas. But such a sight was blocked by her left hand, Giles didn't seem to mind though for what that hand was doing made his breath ragged. Every so slowly three fingers slid into her slick wetness, caressing the swollen lips and causing sweet pussy juices to fall to the floor. Her pace increased and with it her moans grew louder, she was close to climax and Giles could feel the restraint of his pants hindering his erection. Quietly he unzipped his pants and freed his cock from them, caressing the shaft with long strokes. Buffy's body erupted in orgasm, as her hand became a blur of pulsating motions, her entire body writhing in pleasure. As she came Giles felt himself close to the big O himself and let out a small sound. But that small sound caught Buffy's attention, and Giles had nowhere to hide.

"Giles!" Buffy demanded as she flung the door open wide, giving him a perfect view of her delicious body. This did nothing to hide the erection, after all he was male, but it didn't make him feel any less embarrassed.

"Ah, Buffy...yes, well," he mumbles trying to find a viable excuse for his behavior. Buffy looked down at his swollen cock and smiled, looking up at him with soft, yet accusing eyes.

"Were you watching me masturbate?"

"Um no. I mean yes, but--"

"It's all right Giles," she assured him, "nothing to be ashamed of. It was just...you know: the tension. Remember?"

"Um, rather vividly yes. I shall leave you to dress."

"Wait!" Buffy called to him as he turned to leave, " "I can't just lave you like this." Giles looked down at his erection and a deep blush crept up his face. "Something has to be done." Giles felt his breath catch in his throat as she dropped to her knees in front of him, an impish smile on her face. He felt as if he would come right then and there as she encircled his shaft with a delicate hand.

"Buffy--" he protested

"Uh, uh, uh," she commanded, as she licked the tip of him with a quick flick of the tongue.

*Oh, dear god. She's going to blow me.* Buffy kept her eyes on his as she raised her free hand to caress his cock.

"There's only one way to get rid of this." And with that...she flicked him with her thumb and fore finger. Hard. And painful for that matter.

"Ow!" Giles cried as his erection instantly receded.

"I'll be getting dressed now," Buffy replied happily, closing the door in his bright red face.

* * * * *

Buffy burst into an all out run as she pursued the man. The hot summer air whipped around her face, causing her body to sweat beneath the layer of clothes. With a stake clenched between her teeth she ripped her cardigan off her head, leaving her torso covered in a midriff tank-top. Only a few more feet and she would have him. The vampire stumbled to the ground and Buffy leapt upon the beast, shoving the stake into his prone chest. A burst of dust and he was gone.

"Buffy!" Buffy whipped her head around just in time to see a vamp through Giles into an open grave, leaping in after him.

"Oh, great." She murmured before running to the rescue. Buffy arrived at the grave and looked down to find Giles on his back, the female vamp straddling his waist while she tried to strike at his neck. Giles was fighting a loosing battle and Buffy knew it, but there wasn't enough room for her to stake it without lying right on top of the two. But one does what one must, and so Buffy belly flopped into the grave, stake outstretched. Buffy landed on top of Giles with a painful crunch, dust billowing all around them "You okay?" Buffy coughed out as she closed her eyes, waiting for the flakes to settle.

"I-I believe so." Buffy smiled and opened her eyes; only stare straight into Giles' own Hazel pair. A moment of tense silence filled the air between them. She was suddenly very aware of his growing erection, and of the fact that her breasts were pressed tightly to his chest.

"Giles..." she murmured.

"Buffy, I--"

"Don't talk. Just fuck." And with that she pressed her lips to his, her tongue probing the depths of his mouth. Giles was caught off guard at first, but quickly returned the kiss, intensifying it as his hands roamed down her back to cup her firm ass cheeks. Buffy broke away rather hesitantly, as if she didn't want to let go, and sat up straight, nipples hard and erect, straining against the cloth of her shirt. She tore it from her body throwing it high above the grave, her bra quickly following. Giles stared in amazement as Buffy ripped his own shirt from his body, buttons popping off in all directions. He threw his head back in ecstasy as she licked her way down his chest with urgency only a sex-starved slayer can posses. A moment of dead space caused Giles to raise his head upwards, confused. He caught a quick glimpse of Buffy unzipping his pants and then her head disappeared below his view. But he didn't have to look to know what she was doing.

"Wow," she muttered around the large expanse of his rock hard cock. Slowly she impaled her mouth upon him, taking in every inch. The feel of her hot lips against his balls made him moan. Buffy quickly swung around, mouth all the while on his penis. With her free hands she rolled up her skirt to reveal the smooth expanse of her butt cheeks. "Eat me out, Giles," she pleaded as she spread her legs far apart in front of his face. The idea of her blowing him while he licked her sweet pussy was almost more than he could take, but he managed to hold on. Quickly his tongue flicked outward, tasting her sweet wetness, causing a moan to escape Buffy's lips. She returned with newfound vigor to his erection, massaging his balls somewhat less than gently.

Buffy felt as if she were about to explode. The feel of Giles' tongue probing her made her quiver. He seemed to know what he was doing, as if he had done it many times before. Long hard strokes penetrated her core, but he made sure to carefully avoid the swelling bump of her clit, teasing her with small nudges every now and then. "Oh god, Giles," she pleaded as she raised her head from his cock, "I need you in me." And before he could so much as protest she whipped around and straddled his waist. Buffy wrapped her legs around his cock, rubbing her dripping pussy against his shaft, causing him to moan rather loudly.

"I thought you said you wanted me in you."

"I lied."

"Cock tease," he murmured as she began to stroke him gently. Her strokes increased rapidly and Giles felt his body as he came, his cock spurting forth, covering them both in the thick goo. Buffy laughed as she continued to stroke him, keeping him hard and ready.

"My turn." She expertly poised her self above him, slamming down hard on his cock, tightening around him instantly, and bringing him to another quick orgasm.

"Buffy...my god. Where did you learn to do that?" Buffy didn't answer him, just smiling that impish smile of hers.

"Trade secret." And with that last comment, she began to ride him, in long, hard, strokes. Giles was more than willing to let her, but he was tired of her taking control. He watched her with wide, excited eyes as she slipped two fingers in between him and her swollen lips. He had had enough; he wanted to make her scream. With a growl of pleasure he gripped her by the hips and pumped her down upon him, her eyes flew open in surprise and he furiously moved her up and down, hitting her cervix hard with every thrust causing a wave of pleasure to sweep through her. "Oh god, Giles! Fuck me Giles.... oh god. GILES!" He felt triumphant as she tightened around him, her body convulsing in orgasm. He came shortly after, still pumping her above him. Buffy collapsed upon Giles in rush of breath and sweat. The two lay breathless, Giles still inside of her. "Giles...my god."

"I feel quite the same, Buffy."

"Thanks for the release."

"Anytime."