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Dirty Little Secret	By : Cyberwulf Category: -Buffy the Vampire Slayer > Het - Male/Female > Buffy/Giles Views: 24919 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Title: Dirty Little Secret 1/?

Author: Cyberwulf

Rating: NC-17

Pairings: B/R, B/G

Summary: Giles walks in on Buffy and Riley making out on his couch and reacts in a most unfatherly fashion…

Spoilers: Set in season four, just after Where The Wild Things Are. References to Revelations, Hush, Surprise, Helpless, The Freshman.

Disclaimer: Joss and ME own all the characters. I’m just a sad obsessed fangirl who wants to see some happy endings.

Distribution: You want it, it’s yours, just tell me where it’s going.

Feedback: Feed the Wulf! cyberwulf_1andonly@yahoo.co.uk

WARNING: Angst. Masturbation. Drunkenness. Verbal abuse. The f-word. Physical violence. Not for B/R shippers or Riley fans.

Author’s Note: // // denotes thoughts.

The last vampire exploded into dust. Buffy surveyed the spot where her attacker had been, blew thet oft off her stake and tucked it into her jacket pocket.

“ Ten for ten,” Riley murmured, sliding his arms around her waist. “ Full marks.”

“ Yeah,” Buffy replied in satisfaction. “ We’re really on a roll tonight.”

Riley mumbled something in agreement as he kissed her neck. He gently turned her to face him and planted a slow, deep one on her lips. Buffy felt his growing erection pressing into her belly and giggled.

“ Frisky.”

“ Yeah,” Riley agreed. He grinned. “ Guess I’m still feeling the effects of that spell…”

Buffy gave a mental sigh as Riley captured her mouth again. A couple of days ago, magical energy caused by the apparitions of abused children had led to her and Riley being trapped in a room, unable and unwilling to stop having sex. While it hadn’t been an unpleasant experience, it had left Buffy feeling, well… sore. Riley, on the other hand, seemed more eager than ever to make love to her, and couldn’t understand her reluctance. In fact, every time she tried, gently, to refuse him, he gave her a big, sad, insecure look that wailed, “ Don’t you love me any more?”

“ Riley…” Buffy gasped as he let her up for air. “ Look, don’t take this the wrong way, but can we please not do this tonight?”

He let go of her and stared sadly at the ground. Buffy took a deep breath and let it out slowly as he gave her The Look.

“ Can’t we at least make out?” he asked hopefully.

Buffy sighed. She knew very well Riley wouldn’t want to stop at making out, but it might put her in the mood, and even if it didn’t, the sex part probably wouldn’t take that long anyway.

“ All right,” she answered. Riley grinned and reached for her again. “ Hey, not here!” Buffy exclaimed, stepping back. Riley’s face fell again.

“ I don’t think I can hold out till we get to the dorm,” he remarked woefully.

“ Okay,” Buffy red, ed, fighting the urge to slap the neediness out of him. “We can go to Giles’ apartment. He’s out tonight. But just for a little while,” she warned. “And just for a cuddle. Okay?”

Riley grinned and wrapped an arm around her waist. The couple set off and soon arrived at Giles’ apartment. Buffy found the spare key hidden in a crack in the wall, and unlocked the door. She flicked on the hall light, and Riley walked into the lounge.

“ I keep forgetting what a nice place Giles has,” he remarked. “ A little atmosphere…” He switched on some of the lamps, bathing the lounge in a soft glow of light, then settled himself on the couch. “ C’mere, you.”

Buffy walked over to the sofa, shedding her jacket on the way, and perched next to Riley. He turned to her and put his hands around her waist.

“ You’re so beautiful,” he murmured, kissing. He. He slid one hand up to her breasts. Buffy felt like rolling her eyes. Riley’s make-out routine never changed. Not that it didn’t do the job… it was just so predictable. The one time she’d mentioned it, he’d got in a huff, and she didn’t have the energy right now to start reassuring him about what a terrific lover he was. She felt Riley’s fingers sneaking under her top. Right on cue.

“ I’m gettin’ kinda hot,” Riley declared. He pulled off his sweater. Buffy did what was expected of her, and began to stroke his pecs through his T-shirt. Riley buried his face in her neck, mumbling what sounded like “Oh, baby.” He reached down and undid his zipper, then took one of Buffy’s hands and guided it onto his erection.

“ Riley, no,” Buffy moaned. “ I said a cuddle!”

“ C’mon,” Riley murmured. “ There’s no-one here…”

“ It’s Giles’ house –”

“ He’ll never know,” Riley whispered. “ You worry too much.” He gave her left breast a squeeze, and looked at her with big puppy dog eyes. “ Please?”

Buffy hesitated, weighing up the pros and cons. “ Well…”

Before she could finish, Riley leaned in and kissed her again. Buffy responded involuntarily, burying a hand in his hair, sliding her other arm around to his back. Riley finished kissing her and grinned.

“ Is that a yes?”

Buffy tried to collect herself. “ Riley –”

Neither of them heard the front door opening.

“ What the bloody hell d’you think you’re doing?”

The voice was quietly furious. The couple broke apart and looked up. Giles was standing in the doorway, a thunderous expression on his face.

“ Giles!” Buffy squeaked, her eyes wide with fright. “ Y-you’re early – we weren’t, uh, expecting –”

Giles’ gaze fell on Riley’s open fly. He marched over to the sofa and grabbed him by the arm. Riley barely had time to snatch up his sweater before Giles hauled him to his feet.

“ Sir – I –”

“ Get out, both of you,” Giles snapped. He turned to his stunned Slayer. “OUT!”

Buffy scrambled off the couch and followed as Giles frogmarched Riley to the door. The soldier’s frantic apologies fell on deaf ears. Giles flung the door open and almost threw Riley out.

“ Giles –”

Buffy forgot the rest of her sentence as Giles pushed her out after Riley. She turned to protest and was hit by her jacket, which came sailing through the doorway. “ Giles, please –”

“ And don’t come back!”

The door slammed shut.

Buffy stared in disbelief at the unforgiving wood. A tear trickled down her cheek. Giles had never been this angry with her before. The only comparable time was when he’d found out she’d been hiding Angel from him, and even then he was more disappointed than angry. He’d never yelled at her like that – never thrown her out of his house before. A few more tears joined the first. Buffy hugged her jacket and took a few deep breaths, trying to compose herself.

“ What was all that about?” Riley murmured, pulling on his sweater. He noticed Buffy crying. “ Hey, hey!” He took her in his arms. “ It’s all right.” Buffy buried her face in his sweater and began to sob. Riley dropped a kiss on her head. “ Let’s go back to the dorm, okay? Let me make it all better.”

Buffy snuffled, gulped, and nodded. Riley put his arm around her waist and they headed up the steps.

Riley looked up from where he lay in the bed as Buffy came out of his bathroom. He gazed at the long T-shirt and panties she wore in puzzlement.

“ Leaving me something to play with, huh?” he remarked as Buffy climbed in next to him. He reached out and gently stroked her shoulder. Buffy shied away. “ What’s wrong?”

“ I can’t stop thinking about Giles,” she said dejectedly. “ Why did he get so mad?” She gazed up at Riley. He put his arm around her shoulders and pulled her to him.

“ He’s probably just a grumpy old man,” he murmured. “ Let’s forget about it…” he kissed the top of her head, “…and enjoy ourselves, huh?”

He slid his warm hand under her T-shirt, over her belly. Buffy pulled away.

“ I’m sorry, Riley,” she told him. “ With Giles and everything, I’m just not in the mood tonight.”

Riley took his hand away. “ Okay,” he said shortly. He slid over a few inches, putting a distance between them.

“ I’m really sorry,” Buffy said sadly.

“ I know,” Riley replied.

“ Don’t be mad,” Buffy implored.

“ I’m not.”

Buffy slid up to him, pressing her body against his. “ You sound mad.”

Riley softened, and turned to her.

“ I’m not mad,” he assured her, and this time he sounded like he meant it. “ I’m just a little…” He took her hand and placed it on his throbbing cock, and looked up at her. Buffy gave a little sigh, and nodded. Riley rolled onto his back. Buffy threw back the covers, and began to stroke his rampant erection. Riley closed his eyes and groaned happily. Buffy continued to pleasure him, but her mind was elsewhere. What had made Giles overreact like that? Guilty thoughts began to creep in. Ever since Olivia had left town (“Bitch,” mumbled the mean part of her brain) she hadn’t seen Giles so much as talk to a woman. Maybe he was lonely. And maybe when he’d seen the two of them together, being all couple-y – almost having sex – it had been too much. She increased the pace a bit as Riley bucked into her hand. It *was* a pretty stupid thing to do, anyway, using someone else’s house, empty or not, as a place to make out. Buffy shook her head slightly. That still didn’t explain why he’d gone off at them the way he had.

“ Oh, God…” Riley groaned. “ Gonna spurt…” A second later he came, erupting all over himself. Buffy grimaced as she got some on her hand. She reached for the box of tissues on the bedside locker. Riley lay still, eyes closed, a blissful expression on his face. He stirred and half-sat up. He took some tissues from Buffy and began to clean himself up. Buffy helped, and discarded the soiled tissues in the waste bin. Riley pulled her to him and gave her a sleepy kiss.

” Love you,” he murmured. A few minutes later, he was fast asleep.

Buffy lay awake and stared at the ceiling. She couldn’t get the image of Giles’ front door slamming out of her head. Quietly, she slid out of bed and put her clothes on. They couldn’t leave things like this. Somehow, she had to make it right between them. She padded across the room and slipped out the door.

Buffy tentatively approached Giles’ apartment. At first glance, it seemed to be in darkness, but there was a faint glow coming from the kitchen at the back of the house. Buffy came slowly down the steps and walked up to the entrance. She hesitated. What if he was still mad? She took a deep breath, then knocked on the heavy door. To her surprise, it was off the latch and swung slowly open.

“ Giles?” Buffy called. She stepped over the threshold and peered around the gloomy interior. “ Giles, are you home?”

“ I thought I told you not to come back.”

The sudden sound made Buffy jump. She turned sharply towards where his voice had come from. As her eyes adjusted she made him out. He was in the darkest corner of the lounge, leaning against the wall, cradling a glass of whiskey in his left hand.

“ I – I wanted to apologise,” Buffy stuttered.

Giles gave a brief, bitter laugh and drained his drink. “ For what, exactly?”

Buffy swallowed, the words she’d rehearsed in her head on the way over lost in a fog of nerves and confusion. Giles made his way into the kitchen. As Buffy watched him, she noticed, for the first time, the open bottle on the counter. Giles poured himself another drink.

“ Well, I’m waiting,” he remarked.

Buffy found her tongue.

“ Look, um, I’m really sorry that you found Riley and I like that –”

“ Oh, so you’re sorry you got caught,” Giles interrupted harshly. “ Not sorry for using my home as your own private knocking shop…”

Buffy didn’t fully understand what he meant by the last two words, but she was sure it wasn’t something good.

“ No – I mean, I’m sorry for bringing Riley here,” she explained. “ It’s just – well, he was feeling – you know – and here was closest –”

“ Needed it that badly, did you?” Giles replied thickly.

He was staring at her in what looked like disgust. Momentarily thrown, Buffy faltered.

“ I – I was gonna stop it before it went too far –”

Giles gave a derisive snicker.

“ Like you did with Angel?”

The words were out before he could stop himself. Buffy stared at him as if she’d been slapped. Giles was surprised to find that he didn’t care if her feelings were hurt.

“ I’m gonna let that go because you’re drunk,” Buffy said through clenched teeth. He ignored her and wandered back out to the lounge. Buffy followed him. “ Look, I’m sorry, okay? It was a dumb thing to do. We just didn’t think-”

“ Oh, there’s a surprise,” Giles drawled sarcastically. “ Buffy didn’t think. Never occurred to you for a moment how I might feel…” He gulped down his whiskey. “You don’t come around for days, and then when you do it’s so you can use my couch as a place to snog your bloody boyfriend…” He glanced at her and snorted. “ You just don’t give a rattling damn, do you?”

His words stung, and were putting her on the defensive.

“ I’m starting to think this was a bad idea,” Buffy said coldly. “ I’ll come back tomorrow when you’ve sobered up.”

She turned and headed for the door.

“ That’s right,” Giles slurred. “ Go fuck your soldier some more. God forbid you’d spend any time with me…”

Buffy spun around and marched back to him, sticking her face in his.

“ What’s your problem, Giles?” she asked. “ Huh? I said I was sorry! It won’t happen again! Why’re you taking this so hard?!”

“ Because I love you!” he bellowed.

For a moment they stared at each other in shock. Then Giles seemed to slump, all his anger gone, as the enormity of what he had let slip hit him.

“ I – I’m in love with you.” Buffy stared open-mouthed as he sank into his favourite armchair. “ Don’t ask me when or how or why,” Giles continued, “because I don’t know.” He ran a hand through his hair. “ All I do know is that I can’t stop thinking about you. Your smile… your laugh… the smell of your perfume… how much I miss you…” He swallowed hard. “ Buffy, whenever I’m with you, I want to hold you and kiss you and… carry you up to my bed…” He took a deep, shuddering breath and let it out slowly, gazing at the carpet. “ That’s my – dirty little secret.”

Rooted to the spot, all Buffy could do was stare. Giles didn’t move. Finally, her legs started working again. She backed away quickly and was out of there in a matter of seconds.

On hearing the door slam, Giles buried his face in his hands and let the tears come.

Buffy walked back to the university in a daze. Giles was in love with her? Oh God… Giles was in love with her. Suddenly the evening made sense. The look on his face when he’d walked in on her and Riley… it had screamed, “ How could you?”

His confession echoed in her mind. He’d sounded so guilty and ashamed. Part of her bad bad for running off on him, but the whole thing had freaked her out. Buffy reached the dorms and made her way to her own room, forgetting that she was supposed to be staying with Riley. She climbed into bed and hugged Mr. Gordo, wondering why, just when she was starting to find her feet again, the craziness in her life had to be kicked up a notch.

It was a long time before she fell asleep.
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