Opening up mirc folder, she accessed her logs. Yep, there was #watcher.log. She scrolled down, assuring herself that last night really had happened. She smiled and get dressed for school.

Willow was early to school, even for her. Stopping briefly at her locker, she went quickly to the library.

She stopped at the door and gathered her nerves. 'OK Willow...last night happened...he loves you, and you know you love him. So let's go.'

Giles looked up as the door opened, wondering who could be here this early. Of course, he'd been here all night. Unable to sleep after talking with Willow on the dread machine. She saw her and his heart swelled with love.

She saw Giles sitting in his usual spot and smiled, gladder to see him then he'd ever been.

He closed the book he'd been not-reading and stood.

"Good morning Willow" He couldn't think of anything else to say. She seemed more beautiful today then she ever had.

"Morning Giles." she put her bookbag on the table and stood less then 10 feet away from him.

"Willow..I...." Speech failed him, but action didn't, he took a step forward.

Willow stepped forward and soon they were in each other's arms.

Giles stroked her hair tenderly and she rested her head on his chest, her arms around his waist. Finally she looked up at him.

"I love you." her voice was barely a whisper.

Giles felt his eyes begin to water. "I love you too."

She stood on tip toe to kiss him on the corner of his mouth.

Turning his head, he kissed her lips softly.

Sliding his hands up her back, he cupped the back of her head and licked her lips slowly.

Willow shivered with pleasure and parted her lips. She felt Giles' tongue slide into her mouth and held him tight. Slowly he ran his velvet tongue over every crevice of her mouth.

Slowly, reluctantly, he broke the kiss. "We can't be caught." was his only explanation.

Willow nodded and loosened her arms.

They separated just as the bell rung, signaling first period.

The rest of the day passed smoothly for Willow, except that due to a promise to tutor a student, she didn't get to see Giles. During the last period, she was told to go to the office, her mother was there to pick her up.

Her grandmother had died and Willow's parents were going to the funeral. They were going to the airport and would be gone for a week. They were trusting Willow to take care of herself for that time.

Finding herself alone for a week, Willow could only think of one thing: Giles. She decided to call him at home, on the off chance he was already there.

She looked up his number and dialed, her heart racing.

One ring............two rings.........'He's still at school'...........four rings.......five-

"Hello?" He *was* home!

"Hi Giles.."

"Willow! What happened, i saw you leave with your mother, is everything all right?"

"Yeah..it's no big deal, my grandmother died and my parents will be in Europe for a week. I didn't know her, so they weren't gonna pull me out of school for a week."

"Yes, i see..."

There was a pause as neither knew what to say. They were both thinking the same thing; Willow's parents were out of the picture for a week.

"Uhmm..." Willow wanted to say something, but didn't want to sound to forward.

"Yes, my dear?"

"Mind if i hang at your place tonight? I mean, 'cause i really don't wanna be alone." The last part was said as an after thought.

"I've no objection, though you should leave somewhat early, as it would look awkward if-"

"I know..."

"So tonight? Would you like to eat here, i could fix you something?"

"That'd be great. When is good to be there?"

"Uhm....around 5:30 sounds good."

"Ok, see you then Giles..

"I love you.."

"I love you too.."

Click.

Willow flopped onto the couch. A date! With GILES!! She couldn't repress a giggle.

She headed off to the shower...'I'm gonna dress up special for him.' 

He fussed for a moment before opening the door. Standing before him was the most beautiful woman he'd ever beheld.

Willow had worn her hair down, so it shone like fire. She'd also raided her mothers closet. Her skirt was a deep red velvet, which accented the sapphire blue of her full blouse.

"W-Willow...hello....please, come in." He held the door open, watching her walk. It was all he could do not to carry her up to his room and make love to her right then. But for her sake, he kept a tight reign on his control.

"Hey Giles." Her voice was softer then he remembered. She inhaled deeply "Mmmm....dinner smells good?"

"Din-oh! Oh yes, dinner..well..please, have a seat.." He smiled and pulled out a chair for her and pushed it in as she sat.

"Thank you.." She placed the napkin in her lap and watched him as he served.

Dinner was exquisite, and eaten in silence. Neither wished to speak. Words couldn't do justice to their feelings.

When the meal was over, he wouldn't hear of her helping to clean up and made her sit on the couch while he did the dishes.

She was looking around, listening to him clean up. 'He wasn't wearing tweed.' She noted absently. She looked at him coming into the living room. He was clad in a loose button down shirt that was tucked neatly into his slacks. He felt her eyes on him and gazed at her. Everything about her was perfect. He moved toward her, intending to sit beside her.

Willow watched Giles sit and scooted closer to him resting her head on his shoulder. He draped his arm over her shoulders and pulled her tighter to him. She pulled her legs up under her skirt and snuggled close to him.

He hooked his finger under her chin and brought made her look at him. Slowly, he leaned down and brushed her lips with his.

Her response was instant. She shifted to kiss him more easily. Their tongues met and fought for control. He pulled her across his lap, cradling her in his arm, still kissing her passionately. She moaned softly and wrapped her arms around his neck.

When they finally pulled apart, both were breathless. He looked into her eyes and saw his love mirrored there

He slowly looked over her body, taking in every inch, not able to hide his hunger. His hand was resting on her knee, right above the hem of her skirt.

She watched his eyes travel over her, not minding the scrutiny. On impulse, she ran an hand through his hair, surprized at how soft it was. Everything about him was soft, his hair, his voice, his skin, his touch, his eyes. She squirmed a little and realized that everything wasn't as soft as the thought. She smiled as she realized, and leaned up to kiss him. He returned the kiss fiercely and she felt his hand slide under her skirt, up above her knee.

She squirmed, wanting to feel more of him. She heard him groan as her bottom pressed into his lap. He tore his mouth from hers and said raggedly "I want you."

"I want you too." The words were no sooner out of her mouth then he was on his feet. He carried her up the stairs to his room, seemingly without effort.

Giles lay her gently on the bed, sitting beside her, smiling down. Placing his hands on either side of her shoulders, he leaned down and captured her mouth.

She laid her hands on his shoulders, returning the kiss fiercely.

He moved his kisses down her jawline, to her white throat. He nuzzled her neck, enjoying the feel of squirming beneath him. He kissed her neck tenderly, moving downwards. When he reached the top button of her blouse, he sat up.

Willow looked up at him, slightly confused. She was about to speak when he hushed her with a finger on her lips. She smiled and opened her mouth quickly, closing her lips around the end of his finger. She suckled the finger for a moment, enjoying the look of surprise and pleasure on his
face. Finally he pulled his hand slowly away and reached for her top button.

She reached up for his bottoms and started to undo the top one. He gently pulled her wrists away and pinned her lightly to the mattress. Kissing her neck right below her ear he whispered "You first my love.."

His hands caressed her arms and shoulders, back to the bottoms. Slowly, he undid each button, but took care to leave the fabric closed, and didn't once touch her skin.

Once the blouse was completely unbuttoned, he slid his hands under the bottom and moved them up, pushing the shirt open in one sweep. Gazing down at her firm breast in her plain white bra, Giles felt his control nearly slip from his tenuous grasp.

He ran his hands over her chest gently, lightly at first. He hooked a finger and pulled one breast out of it's confine. Leaning down, he kissed the top of her breast, hearing her mew with pleasure. He swirled the tip of his tongue around her nipple, teasing it into a hard bead.

The delicious torture Giles was inflecting had Willow squirming with pleasure.

Finally Willow couldn't take it anymore. "Giles!" She reached for him and pulled his mouth to hers. The sudden movement startled him and he sprawled on top of her.

She pressed her mouth to his in a brutal kiss. That, and her fingers finding the buttons of his shirt broke his control.

He groaned and moved his hands down her legs, searching for the hem of her skirt. He slid his hands up her legs and gently tugged, pulling the skirt down. She raised her hips to allow the skirt to be pulled off.

Giles slid his arm under Willow and pulled her roughly into a sitting position, devouring her mouth and neck. The heard her whimper, and knew she would tell him if she wanted to stop. He pulled her blouse off and unhooked her bra. Tossing these carelessly across the room, he lay her back on the mattress.

Running his hands over Willow's body, Giles felt her shiver with pleasure. Standing, he shed his clothes. First the shirt, revealing a well muscled, wonderfully smooth chest. First the shirt, revealing a well muscled, wonderfully smooth chest. He reached for his pants, looking at Willow for assurance. The look of naked hunger in her eyes was all her needed. He slowly undid his pants,
careful not to worsen his aching condition. He let his slacks fall to the ground, leaving his cock straining against his black briefs.

Willow had never seen a cock before, but she instinctively knew that Giles had no ordinary cock. She watched his pants fall to the floor, almost not wanting to look at his black-clad hips, and what was between them.

Wanting to make sure that Willow was serious, Giles took a step forward and reached for the redhead's hand. She sat up wordlessly, trusting him. He took her hand and kissed the palm, sending liquid shots of pleasure down Willow's arm.

Taking her hand, he looked into her eyes and placed her hand on the waistband of his briefs. She looked up at him, and slowly hooked her fingers under the waistband. Dragging her hand slowly down, she watched Giles' swollen cock spring free of it's confine and salute. Willow couldn't help but gasp when she saw him, large and hard, throbbing with his pulse.

He stepped out of his briefs and knelt on the bed beside her. He began to caress her legs, moving in slow circles up her thighs. He gently coaxed her legs apart, stroking her inner thigh. He could feel the heat emanating from her center and moved his hand to cover the satin-clad mound.

Willow moaned softly and raised her hips, pressing herself into his hand. She felt his fingers stroke her through her panties and desperately wanted more. She could feel his finger tease the edge of her panties. She whimpered helplessly. "Giles, please..." she begged.

He pulled her panties off in one swift motion and positioned himself over her. Looking into her eyes, he asked. "Are you sure?"

She nodded, then opened her mouth to say something..."What about...?" she looked between them at his naked member.

It took a moment, but he understood "Don't worry, i'm safe."

She nodded and leaned up to kiss him.

He kissed her, pressing her into the mattress. Shifting all of his weight to one arm, he reached down to take his cock in his free hand. He himself was amazed at the hardness, he'd never wanted anyone like he wanted his sweet Willow.

He gently probed her soft core with the tip of his cock, gasping at the moisture. He could tell that she was more then ready for him, so he wasted little time. He placed the end of his cock at her gently pulsing entrance and pushed forward a millimeter.

She could feel him begin to enter her, amazed that a thing of that size didn't hurt....yet. She knew it would hurt at some point, but it seemed so far off now. Moaning, she felt him enter her with agonizing slowness, and felt herself expanding for him.

Slowly, slowly, he slid into her, waiting for the inevitable barrier. There it was. He looked down at the face of his love. She smiled up at him and mouthed the words 'i love you.' He swiftly lowered his head and took her mouth in a brutal kiss as he thrust into her. He felt her flinch as he tore into her, but she showed no sign of wanting him to stop. He held there a moment, gathering his shreds of control to see that she enjoyed this as much as he would. He asked her softly if she was ok and she nodded.

The barrier being gone, and the pain apparently minimal, Giles pulled out, and thrust in slowly. He watched her face as he moved, loving to see the joy reflected there. He gradually speeded up, and began to sweat with the effort of holding back. He heard her begin to moan and moved faster, pushing into her with greater force.

Willow had never imagined that sex, no, that making love, could ever be like this. She felt a pool of liquid fire gathering in her stomach, waiting to be ignited. She moaned as Giles thrust into her, filling her. Finally she couldn't take it anymore and the fire exploded, the waves of ecstasy taking her by surprise.

Giles felt her climax, watched the pleasure overtake her. Her walls clamping tight around his cock were too much to bear and he groaned, exploding deep inside her.

He collapsed, barely managing to roll aside to avoid crushing her. He lay on his back, panting. He'd never had such a mind shattering orgasm in his life. He looked over at his lover and saw her chest heaving and face flushed. She rolled her head to look at him and smiled.

She scooted closer and spooned herself against him. He wrapped his arm around her waist and pulled her tight against him. She snuggled close, making sounds that reminded him of a happy kitten. She turned her head slightly and looked him in they eyes.

"I love you. And, thank you." He voice was soft, and full of emotion.

He leaned down and kissed her cheek. "I love you too. Thank me for what?"

"Making it perfect." She didn't elaborate, and didn't have to.

Giles pulled away from her only long enough to cover their naked bodies with a large heavy comforter. They lay together for some time, neither moving, and no words were needed. Finally, they drifted into a happy sleep, in the arms of the ones they loved.

******

"RIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIING"

Willow's eyes fluttered open.

"RIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIING"

"Giles?"

"RIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIING"

"Mmm?"

"RIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIING"

"The phone is ringing."

"RIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIING"

"Phone? Oh..."

"RIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIING"

Giles pulled himself out of bed, not entirely awake.

"RIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIING"

He stumbled over to the phone

"RIIIIIIIIII-"

"Hello?.......Oh......oh the boiler.......oh i see.........well....thank you.......i'm sure i'll make use of the time......thank you for calling......good bye."

He stumbled back to the bed and climbed under the covers, only to find them occupied. Someone was snuggling up to him. He looked down at a very naked Willow, and last night came flooding back.

She smiled groggily up at him, "What was the call?"

"Oh....it was the school....apparently one of the boilers needs to be replaced, or repaired and the school will be closed, and classes suspended for a week while it's fixed."

The looked at each other. "A week?" She asked.

"A....whole week....." he smiled down at her, and jumped when she pinched his thigh. He could tell this would be a long, and infinitely wonderful, week.