Whole Lotta Love

This kinda works... it doesn't quite time out right,
except for the bridge and those of you who are
familiar with the Zeppelin song know what I'm talking
about. *g* If you don't know the song, I think you'll
still enjoy it, but if you can, listen to the song -
it's great.





Willow had spent the morning cleaning their new apartment. 'New' being a somewhat misleading word. They'd realized Rupert's old loft apartment, specifically the loft bedroom, wasn't exactly conducive to Slaying and privacy.

So they'd decided to find something larger. Of course, larger meant expensive. She was in her final year of college and earned only a nominal wage as a T.A. Rupert had recently received a promotion at the museum, but they were trying to save their money. They were hoping to buy a house in the next year or so. Maybe even start a family, Hellmouth be damned!

So they'd signed a years lease for this new apartment. It was considerably larger than Giles' old place, but not in the best condition. And so Willow had volunteered her Saturday to clean it. Rupert was supposed to help, but had conveniently been called to the museum on urgent business. Something about a new Mesopotamian exhibit. Why artifacts that had lain buried in the ground for hundred of years couldn't wait one more weekend was a matter of some debate.

Willow shook her head and smiled at the memory. Rupert was never one to shirk his responsibilities and yet she'd been left with the joy of cleaning the apartment.

She'd sworn to herself she'd make the best of it and brought her boom box and a stack of CD's. Music always made the work go faster.

She'd cleaned most of the kitchen - they still had to agree on shelf paper. Giles was oddly particular about that. Ah the joys of living together. Willow giggled  and moved to start in on the bathroom in the master bedroom.

It was huge, which was, or at least would be, a wonderful thing. But first she had to clean it.

She decided to start with the shower/bathtub. She pulled back the curtain and sighed. Plenty of work here. She turned on the tap and knelt down. After a few minutes, she realized she could do a much better job if she were in the tub. So she stripped out of her  clothes and stepped inside. She pulled back the curtain  and set about her work.

The music was blaring in from the bedroom, and she smiled as she listened to the last song on the Velvet Underground's Loaded. Rupert had definitely corrupted her. In so many ways! She grinned at the thought.

She went back to her task, letting the music wash over her like the warm water. It was strangely sensual. The physical labor, the water, the music - she felt herself getting aroused. And as she thought about the next CD, she grinned wickedly. She and turned on the shower and leaned into the warm spray.

*****

Giles felt so guilty about leaving Willow to clean the apartment by herself that he had begged off early from the meeting, hoping to surprise her with lunch.

He smiled to himself as he pushed the door open and heard the music coming from the bedroom. He set down the sandwiches and walked into the back. He saw the light on in the bath and called out her name.

He pushed back the door and stopped dead in his tracks. There was Willow wriggling behind the opaque curtain, completely naked. He could tell by her sensual movements that she was touching herself, and he groaned in excitement.

Willow heard him and turned as he pulled back the curtain.

As if on cue the music changed. Led Zeppelin's Whole Lotta Love began. The driving rhythms, the straining guitar, all of it made them ache all the more for each other.


You need coolin', baby, I'm not foolin',
I'm gonna send you back to schoolin',
Way down inside honey, you need it,
I'm gonna give you my love,
I'm gonna give you my love,

Willow grinned at the look of unbridled passion in Giles' eyes. The sensual music had already pushed her to the edge, and the expression on his face was nearly enough to make her come right then and there.

Wanna Whole Lotta Love
Wanna Whole Lotta Love
Wanna Whole Lotta Love
Wanna Whole Lotta Love

She smiled coyly and leaned her head back, opening her mouth to take in the warm water.

His heart pounding and cock aching, Giles furiously stripped off his clothes and stepped into the shower taking Willow in a bruising kiss.

Willow groaned as he devoured her, feeling his erection grow between their bodies.

You've been learnin', baby, I been learnin',
All them good times, baby, baby, I've been yearnin',
Way, way down inside honey, you need it,
I'm gonna give you my love
I'm gonna give you my love

Wanna Whole Lotta Love
Wanna Whole Lotta Love
Wanna Whole Lotta Love
Wanna Whole Lotta Love

Willow pulled back and ran her hands down Giles' chest. She looked at him with a wicked gleam in her eyes as the song shifted to the erotic bridge.

Her gaze ran over his body like like fervent caress and he felt himself unconsciously surge toward her.

Willow grinned and ran her nails across his taut nipples, lingering just long enough to leave him wanting so much more.

She knelt down, taking him into her mouth. Giles threw his head back as she gently suckled on the end of his cock before sliding him deeper into her throat.

He was impossibly hard as her tongue swirled around him. She stroked him with one hand even as her mouth moved up and down along his length.

Giles watched through glazed eyes, his blood roaring  through his veins. He stared in awe at Willow kneeling before him. She slid him in and out, her mouth bathing his cock as the warm water ran down his back.

She pulled him out and ran her tongue along the underside from base to tip before engulfing again, until he pressed into the back of her throat.

He groaned and gripped at the slick walls of the shower. His breath came out in grunts of pleasure as she drove him closer and closer.

Giles' hips bucked as she worked on him. Gently he rocked with her movements. He grunted and fought down the urgent need to come. More than anything, he had to quench his burning need to be buried deep inside her.

The guitar slid up and down the scales as she slid him in and out of the warm haven of her mouth.

She would bring him to the brink and then back again. So attuned to his body, she could sense his every pulse, every throbbing desire.

Willow moaned around him and the vibrations nearly sent him over the edge.

Giles couldn't wait any longer and growled as he pulled her back up to her feet. He took her in another punishing kiss, his blood roaring through his veins - a burning fire only one thing could sate.

He lifted her into his arms, her legs wrapping around his waist. His straining erection trapped between their slick bodies.

Willow nibbled her way along his collarbone as he carried her to their bed, leaving a trail of water and desire.

You've been coolin', baby, I've been droolin',
All the good times I've been misusin',
Way, way down inside, I'm gonna give you my love,
I'm gonna give you every inch of my love,
Gonna give you my love.
Yeah! All right! Let's go!

Giles set her down on the bed and knelt in front of her. He licked the water off her leg as he moved up the bed closer and closer to her center. He dipped his tongue into her, tasting her sweetness.

Willow gasped and opened her legs wider.

Giles' eyes were burning as he moved up her body and bit down on her nipple. She cried out, and he couldn't wait any longer. Needing to be inside her as much as he needed his next breath, he positioned his cock over her heat.

Unable to even pause, Giles thrust himself deep inside her. Her warmth welcomed him even as the tight passage fought against his bulk.

Wanna Whole Lotta Love
Wanna Whole Lotta Love
Wanna Whole Lotta Love
Wanna Whole Lotta Love

Willow cried out with passion as he filled her and drove her down into the mattress.

His strokes were long and hard, as he tried to go deeper and deeper inside his love. Again and again.

Willow leaned forward and bit his nipple.

With a grunt he pulled out, and Willow whimpered at the loss. Giles growled as he grabbed her hips and urged her to roll over. Willow quickly rolled onto her stomach and then up to her knees. She pressed her forehead down waiting for him to take her.

Giles gripped her hips and pulled her back onto his cock as he thrust forward. Willow's cries were muffled in the mattress as he went impossibly deeper than before.

Way down inside, woman, You need love.
Shake for me, girl, I wanna be your backdoor man.
Hey, oh, hey, oh, Oh, oh, oh, Keep a-coolin', baby,
Keep a-coolin', baby.

He drove himself into her with a wild abandon, knowing  they were both so close.

Finally, he slowed his rhythm, finally pulling almost all the way out before thrusting in one last time. He roared as he spilled himself into her, reaching around her body and cupping her breasts.

It was too much, and Willow felt the world explode around her as her orgasm shook her body. There was a burst of white behind her eyes and then encroaching  darkness as she nearly passed out.

Giles panted for breath as he clung to her body, his chest pressed to her back.

Slowly, he pulled away and lay down next to Willow. He gathered her into his arms and kissed her tenderly.

Willow sighed and laid her head against his chest as she drifted in the afterglow.

"I love that song," she whispered.

The End