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Ship: Giles/Buffy Length: 5831 words Summary: Buffy finds an object that seems to have a particular kind of influence on her and Giles. Only it's not exactly what they think...

Written for @summerofgiles 2021! Preview: “So, I made with the slayage but he dropped this before he went poof.” Buffy held out a plastic grocery bag to Giles. She’d come in without knocking and found him still awake and seated at his desk, open books covering the surface. Her skin felt warm, tingly with post-slay energy and she graced him with a lopsided grin. “Seemed like he was trying pretty hard to hide it so it must be, y’know, evil or something?” “Oh well thank goodness you brought it into my home, then,” Giles observed dryly, his mouth twitching upward as he rose from his chair. As usual, he was sure he must have locked the door at some point - or at least thought about locking it - but Buffy’s arrival was never a bother. Taking one plastic handle in each hand, he peered tentatively inside. “Rather certain he didn’t get it at Ralph’s.” “Not unless they’ve really updated their novelty section,” Buffy leaned in to look again. She’d already opened the bag once to take a gander but not a close one. She could tell there was some definite magic mojo going on so she figured she may as well get it to safety. Giles, whether he realized it or not, was the safest place in the world to her. Her mouth twisted, eyes narrowing as they traced the item’s shape. “Huh, it kinda looks like…” Giles felt his face heat as he came to the same conclusion. Clearing his throat a bit too loudly, he snapped the sides of the bag shut. “Yes. Well.” He met Buffy’s eyes briefly before they both looked away. “Yes. Um. You are correct.”

She raised both brows at him. “A-about the mystical properties, as well,” he added, dropping the object on his desk so he could clean his glasses. They were almost spotless but he needed a moment to consider his wording. Buffy had matured considerably over the years but she wasn’t immune to a little puerile humour now and again. Neither was he, if he was being honest. He blamed Xander’s influence. Buffy covered her grin with one hand. Giles was rather adorably flustered and it was taking all her inner strength not to giggle. “Anything we should be worried about?” “I suppose that would depend on the intended ritual. This sort of… um, totem would most likely be an amplifier for… certain kinds of magic.” Given its shape and distinct carvings, Buffy could make an educated guess but it was hard to say the exact words out loud. “The, uh, X-rated kind?” He nodded, his expression purposely neutral. The flush in his face had descended to his neck and the room was feeling distinctly too balmy for his chunky knit sweater. He pushed the sleeves up his arms as far as they would go. “In a manner of speaking.” Buffy’s eyes flicked to his suddenly exposed forearms and she was reminded of the tattoo lurking a little further up, just out of sight. The notion that Giles might be speaking from personal experience made her tummy do a little flip. “Do we need to destroy it or something? Before all of Sunnydale comes down with a serious case of teenage-boy?” She shifted closer, noticing for the first time that Giles must be wearing cologne of some kind. It was faint but distinct, spicy and complex. It made her mouth water a little. She swallowed self-consciously and tried to turn her attention to the issue of the unknown sex totem. Perhaps unsurprisingly, that didn’t actually help much.

Rating: Explicit

Ship: Giles x Buffy (The Wish AU)

Set in the midst of The Wish. Cordelia's wish for Buffy never to have come to Sunnydale has sent the whole town into a dystopian nightmare. The Slayer who finally arrives to help is a scarred and hardened shadow of the girl she was meant to be. Yet Giles still sees what could have been... (Or, what if Buffy and Giles had a little extra time to kill before she set out after the Master?)

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Today was movie marathon day were Buffy and yourself choose 1 movies each and just lounge around, today you chose The Last Song, Buffy choosing Avatar. Your guys were just in the middle of the first movie (TLS). But you could tell that Joo Hyeon was already bored. Moving around in his seat, trying new observing positions. Suddenly he stopped moving. Feeling his stare piercing into your side, studying your every feature in complete silence.

“Baby i’m bored” he whines making a puppy face then snuggling his head into your neck, his hair lightly tickling you. Giggling as you push him away, trying to concentrate on the film.

He huffs folding his arms as an idea brews in his mind. He starts slowly massaging your inner thigh. Watching for a reaction, getting closer to your centre.

Straightening up as he circles your area through your jeans, with his long thin fingers at a leisurely pace. Trying to ignore his movements you shuffle away from his reach, suddenly pinning you down tight underneath him feeling the warmth radiate off his body.

“Where are you going y/n?” smelling his signature sent. Lightly sucking on the skin below your ear lobe. Looking into your eyes for a second before making more marks along your neck.

“Joo Hyeon, I wanna watch the movie” you struggle to say, melting under the touch of his plump lips.

“Are you sure baby?” face inches from your own, licking his lips then capturing his bottom lips between his teeth.

Waiting for a respond, you grasp onto his neck pulling him in for a passionate kiss. Feeling his smile against your lips knowing he has you under his spell.

His hand caressing the outlines of your body, running up and down your leg draped around his torso. Firmly gripping onto your butt, swallowing your moans firmly sucking on your tongue.

You hands find their way down his body grabbing on the hem of his shirt. Ripping the piece of clothing over his head. Your nails immediately rake over his prominent abdominals, releasing a hiss between his teeth. Lips meeting your collar bone, lightly placing butterfly kisses down your chest unbuttoning the blouse you were wearing.

He claimed your lips slipping his hands around releasing your bra. Adding to the growing clothes pile. Thumbs running over your nipples swiping back and forth, until they became beaded and hard. Arching your back as he nipped harshly making you release a breathy moan, gliding his tongue downwards to where you needed it  most.

He unzipped your jeans and panties throwing them behind him. Trailing his thin finger down your burning core, repeating those sinful actions. Quivering you observing his lips wrap around the substance on his glistening finger.

“Fuck. You taste to good babe” lowering his head to your throbbing pussy. Taking a long lick of your wet lips, sucking smoothly lapping up the juices. Lacing your fingers tightly in his fluffy hair, pulling his face to meet yours. Mesmerised by his swollen, wet lips in front of your own. Your tongue traced over his lips tasting yourself making him release a growl.

Removing his bottom layers leaving him naked. Feeling his bare erection touching your opening. Starting to rub his throbbing member against your moist centre.

“Jesus Buffy, just push it in!” your groan, slowly feeling his member fill your brims. Loudly grunting as he starts increasing his speed, snapping his hips upwards hitting your g spot.

“Joo Hyeon! Right there” You voice breaking due to the pleasure taking over.  Running your fingers across his broad shoulders pulling his body closer to yours. Pushing further into you, scratching his back feeling his muscles tense making him grunt. Losing yourself feeling his dick drag back and forth within you walls. Breathing heavily on each others lips, his tongue plunging into your mouth exploring the wet cavern.

Hoisting your right leg above his shoulder, penetrating you. Biting on his bottom lip dragging it out. Watching his eyebrows knit together, sweat beads falling from his forehead. Concentrating on his thick member disappearing into your hole.

“Fuck babe i’m close” his cock twitching inside of you. Thrust flowing more rapidly, holding you tightly. Feeling overwhelmed by the pleasure you start to spasm. Gripping onto his biceps losing yourself.

“Oh god yes Buffy” You wailed, clenching your hole around him spasming. Steading yourself, hearing him a satisfying groan escape his lips. Increasing the pace violently thrusting into you. Feeling his load explode within you. Moaning quietly feeling him remove himself.

Resting his forehead against yours dropping your sore leg from his shoulder, rubbing the aching muscles. His head rising and falling against your chest trying to regain his breath.

Drawing light patterns on your hip bone. Relaxing your thoughts, realizing the movie was still playing. Giggling to yourself.

“You couldn’t even get through one film?” playing with his hair, falling all directions.

“You're just to irresistible babe” raising his eyebrows acting like a fool.

Hope you enjoy ♡