No Good Deed Goes Unpunished
BuffySmut by the BuffyOtaku
Disclaimer: The characters of Faith and Giles are owned by Eliza Dushku, Anthony Stewart Head, Joss Whedon, the WB, and other people who are not me. I'm poor; don't sue.
Rating:NC-17.
Dedication: For Laure. Ask and ye shall receive. :)
Giles was sitting in the library, having left the mass and din of the Bronze behind him. Oz’s band’s version of music was not to his liking, but he had to give those boys credit for skillfully manipulating the students of Sunnydale into enjoying their songs.
And speaking of credit, Faith was due for some of her own. He’d seen the way she handled that boy Buffy had been dating -- something about a rash, ointment, whatnot -- but the girl with him had blanched. Giles chuckled as he recalled the look on her face.
The Englishman settled into his reading chair and sifted through Pride and Prejudice, waiting to return for the 10:00 Homecoming Queen announcement.
Faith smiled as she wandered into Sunnydale High School. She hoped that this was where he went -- he owed her one, and she’d seen the appreciative looks he’d given her in her dress.
The lights in the library were still on, and she could smell coffee coming from inside. She didn’t know that Giles knew about coffee. She pushed open the doors and wandered in. “Hello?”
Up in the corner, Giles started. “Oh!” He stood up and came down the stairs. “Faith...what a...pleasant surprise. What brings you here?”
“I just stopped by to say hello.” She smiled at him and heaved herself up to sit on the library table. “And to tell you that you look mighty salty in that three-piece. Very nice.”
“Well..ah...thank you, I think.” He returned her grin with a sexy one of his own. “And you look stunning in that dress.”
“Thank you for noticing, Studbucket.”
“Are you ever going to stop calling me that?” He groaned.
“Nope.” She paused. “Really. Thanks.” Another pause. She seemed to be considering wht she was going to say next. “I was...um...going to ask you to dance, but...I’m a student, and you’re a, um, a faculty whatever, and, um....”
Giles moved over to the table and stood between his charge’s knees, gently placing one arm around her waist, and using one finger on her lips to silence her. She kissed his fingertip lightly, and put her arms around him as well.
“Faith....” he whispered as he bent down to kiss her.
Their mouths met softly, gently. Giles tenderly traced the inside of her upper lip with his tongue, tentatively exploring the crevice, and Faith whimpered and relaxed more fully into his arms. They kissed sweetly for a few minutes, mouths dancing, tongues mating, retreating, sliding across one another.
Giles pulled away and slid one hand up Faith’s thigh, pausing at the apex, gently allowing his fingers to tease the Slayer.
He raised his eyebrows. “No underwear?”
“Yeah, so?” She hissed in a sharp breath as his fingers grazed her clit.
“Oooh....” she murmured.
“Natural Slayer-Watcher reaction.” He said to her as he felt wetness beginning to pool between her legs. “Remeber last week, when you cornered me in the utility closet?”
Faith nodded, wide-eyed.
“There’s an old saying.” Giles smirked as he knelt in front of the girl, pulling her hips forward on the table so he could reach her core with his mouth. She could feel his breath on her thighs as he spoke. “No good deed goes unpunished.”
“So punish me already.” She growled.
He smiled ferally, and gently licked a path up the inside of one thigh, skipping over her center entirely, and nipping and sucking a path to her knees.
His mouth felt *really* *good* on her warm skin, and she could feel sweat beginning to collect on her arms and back as he worked his way back up her leg with warm, wet, open-mouthed kisses on her thighs, before finally pausing and flicking his tongue over her clit.
Another pleasured hiss, another flick of the tongue. His hands reached around to cup her ass, pulling her hips into his face as his years of expertise slowly brought the girl’s hands to his hair.
Her legs were on his shoulders, now, and his tongue worked its magic on her center. She wailed in pleasure, whispered his name in a frenzy of lust, keened and leaned back on the table, giving over to the pleasure and letting him make her come.
And then she did, without warning, clenching her legs on the sides of his neck and moaning loudly. His name. “Giles!”
He let go of her, and after a few moments, she sat up and smiled at him, her cheeks flushed and her hair wild. “Wow.”
Giles shook his head, then shrugged.
Faith pulled down the hem of her dress, adjusted her ponytail and grinned up at him. “Thanks.”
“Sure. But the coronation is in thirty-five minutes. We should both go freshen up.”
“Wanna meet there? It would look bad if we...” Faith sighed.
“Yes, let’s do.” Giles concurred. “I’ll just check my messages, and be there shortly.”
Faith nodded, pulled him into a quick kiss, and flounced out of the library.
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