"Ballet?"

"Tap Dancing?"

"Jazz Dancing?"

Willow shook her head at all three. Dancing was not particularly her strong suit.

"What about music?" she said aloud, flipping through the pages of the recreation pamphlet.

College had started less than a week ago and Willow was determined to get involved as much as possible. She wanted to do more, activites-wise than she did in High School. She wanted to meet new people, make friends and the only way she figured to do that was too throw herself into different activities. The college brochure insisted on it.

'Getting involved in campus activities is one of the easiest ways to make new friends and learn new things. It is an amazing way to meet people and make the UC Sunnydale community feel a lot smaller.!', she remembered reading in the glossy brochure that came with her orientation packet. She figured it couldn't be all that bad and decided to take the pamphlet's advice.

 So, as soon as the quarter started, she checked out various clubs and committees, went to different meetings and activity fairs that were being held throughout the campus, until she had activity burnout.

She, finally settled on the Rally Committee, Life Science Society, Hillel and decided to do some volunteering. Her roommate, Ivy wanted her to go look at sororities with her the following week and she agreed.

"What about advanced piano?" she thought aloud. Nah. She knew enough piano as it was and she wasn't about to pay $20 a pop to learn more.

The idea of taking a Rec Class came about when she was in her dorm room and the pamphlet was slipped under her door. She picked it up and was immediately interested. She loved learning new things and there were so many classes offered that she was bound to find one that she liked. However, that was easier said than done.

An hour later, after eliminating anything sports related or dance related, she decided to focus on music. She had played piano in the past and could read music, so she thought this was the best field for her. Now, she had to choose which instrument to learn.

"Violin?" No.

"Trumpet?" Nah.

"AHA! I've got it!" she exclaimed. She picked up the application and started to fill it out. Where it said class name, she wrote down Intro to Guitar.

She would learn to play the guitar. She jumped up and ran down to the Rec Center to pay for the class.

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 Three weeks later:

Willow was grumbling as she walked to Giles' place. He asked if she could come by and help him research, Nallol, a new demon.

"Damn!" she cursed, as her guitar case fell out of her grasp.

This was the third time that stupid case had fallen out of her arms since she left the campus. Giles had wanted her to come over at her earliest opportunity and that was after her guitar lesson. Which meant having to carry her guitar all the way over to Giles.

She rang the bell incessantly with her elbow and tried to keep her purse, case and books from falling. After what seemed like an eternity, the door opened and Willow pushed her way in.

"Could you help me, please?" she said, struggling with the case.

"Ummm..of course." Giles replied, quickly shutting the door. He grabbed the case and set it against the wall, while she dumped her books and purse on a nearby chair.

"Thanks, Giles." she said grateful and sat on the couch.

"Your welcome." he smiled and headed to the kitchen. "Would you like some tea?"

"Yes, please." she answered, picking up a book from the coffee table and flipping through it.

Giles came over with the tea and sat down next to her. "Here."

"Thank you." she replied, picking up one of the cups.

"So, what is with the case? I didn't know you played the guitar."

"I don't really. I'm taking lessons at the rec center on campus." she stated between sips.

He nodded. " What made you decide to learn guitar?"

"Well, someone slipped the rec pamphlet under my door and some of the classes looked interesting, so I decided to sign up. The only class that I thought would be interesting was the guitar."

"And how are the lessons going?"

"Okay, I guess." she shrugged.

"What's wrong?"

"well, it's been three weeks and I'm still having a problem mastering the most basic string." she pouted." I mean... I know which strings are which but my teacher said I'm plucking them wrong. she said it looked like I was flinging something off my fingers." she said, as Giles tried to stifle his laughter as he imagined Willow flicking the strings.

"Have you been practicing?" She nodded.

"For a couple of hours a day. It seems the more I practice, the worst I get."

"Would you like me to help you?" he asked tentatively.

"Really?"

"Yes, really." he smiled. "Now, let's see the guitar."

Willow hopped up and went to pick up the case. She brought it over and sat down. She opened it and carefully took out the guitar. She handed it to him, when realization dawned, " Oh my! The photo!"

Giles looked at her curiously. "What photo, Willow?"

"The photo of you in a leather jacket playing the guitar." His eyes narrowed.

"And how did you managed to see it?"

Willow squirmed a little."Well...."

"Yes, Willow?"

"Well, it was the day of the Egyhon incident." Giles eyes saddened somewhat. "We were trying to find out what was going on with you. So, Xander had to search your office and he found the photo." she answered.

"I see."

"You're not mad, are you? I mean, Xander didn't find any others and the picture was kinda of not bad, very good and you looked cute in a rebel sort of way and I'd better shut up, now." she said, blushing.

"It's alright,Willow. I don't mind." he began to arrange the guitar in his arms. " So, what song are you working on?"

"Ummm...'Can't Help Falling in Love'." He nodded and began to play.

Willow watched entranced. Giles played beautifully. Her eyes focused on the long, experienced fingers as they smoothly plucked the strings. she wondered how those fingers would feel on her skin. How it would feel to be stroked by him, to be held by him, to have his fingers run through her hair. This wasn't the first time she thought about it.

 She had noticed how strong his hands were when he would quarterstaff with Buffy. Or how graceful they would move through the air during his fencing matches with Wesley. Even while researching his hands were fascinating to watch. They would smoothly flip the pages until they found what they needed. Then, a single finger would lightly glide down the page till it found the information it wanted. Sometimes, she would be so focused on him that she would space out. Like now.

Giles glanced up and saw Willow staring intently at him, with this enchanting look on her face. She looked beautiful. He wondered briefly what she was thinking about and if it had to do with him. He started to softly sing and smiled when he saw Willow shake her head slightly. She looked at him with wonder and amazement on her face.

He was singing! To HER! And it was beautiful.

He had a rich, deep voice that sent shivers down her spine. Giles saw her shiver and smiled inwardly. He knew she was enjoying his performance by the appreciative glances that she was sending him. Seeing her looking at him like that, caused his body to respond. A light blush appeared on his face and he was thankful the guitar hid his body well.He finished the song and smiled brightly at Willow waiting for her response.

She bounced in her seat and clapped wildly, beaming that magnificent smile that he loved. "Giles, that was amazing! I knew you could play the guitar, but I didn't know you could sing, too."

"Thank you, Willow." he replied as he slipped the guitar off his shoulders. " I normally don't come across moments where I have the opportunity to sing. When I do sing, it's usually in the shower." he told her, blushing as he realized what he had just admitted to.

Willow blushed when her mind brought up the image of Giles in the shower. She coughed lightly. " Well, you should sing more. Your voice is too good not to be heard."

He gave her a quirky grin. "Well, how about we hear you play?"

She blanched. "Oh no. I couldn't...especially after the great performance you just did. I'm nowhere near as good as you."

Giles reached out a hand. "Willow, it took a lot of practice to get to the point I'm at now. In time, you'll be there." he smiled reassuredly. " May I please hear you play Willow?"

She hesitantly picked up the guitar and slipped it on. She began to play the same song as Giles played except it didn't sound the same. He cringed. Willow try as she might, and she tried hard if the tongue between her lips was any indication, wasn't that good. Her teacher was right when he said that she played as if she were flicking something off her fingers.He reached out a hand to stop her.

"Willow." he softly said. She stopped and looked up at him in despair. Giles heart lurched as he saw the sad look on her face.

"I'm horrible, aren't I?"

"Willow, i admit you could do better," her face fell. Giles put his finger underneath her chin and lifted it up. "But, you're not horrible. you just need more practice."

She looked at him hopefully. "could you show me what I'm doing wrong?"

"Of course." He picked up the guitar. "Come here."

Willow scooted closer and Giles helped her put the guitar around her shoulders. He arranged her hands on the instrument, placing one hand over the neck of the guitar and the other around the body.

As he placed her hands, he felt a electric shock course through him and his body responded again. He hoped she was so preoccupied about learning that she didn't feel it.

 The minute Giles' hands touched hers, she was on fire. The strong hands gripped hers firmly, then gently laid them on the guitar. She felt his body respond and blushed crimson when she realized it was because of her. With Giles this close, she wondered how she was going to concentrate on playing.

Giles, at the same time, wondered how he was going to teach her when all he wanted to do was ravish her. He was so close that he could smell the lavender perfume she wore and also hear the sound of her pulse in her throat. He tried to rid all impure thoughts from his mind and concentrate at the task at hand.

"Alright,Willow. I'm going to guide your hands as you play." He breathed in her ear." Alright?"

Willow nodded, unable to say a word, her whole being focused on the feel of his breath on her neck and his sexy voice in her ear.

Giles began to move Willow's hands, slowly at first, so she could become accustomed to strumming the strings instead of flicking them. She moved her hand in sync with his, slowly, feeling her fingers glide over the strings. He began to softly sing the song in her ear.

" Can't help falling in love with you...." Willow involuntarily shivered and leaned back slightly to rest against him, her body in close contact with his. His body responded and he bit back a groan.

 Their fingers slowly came to a stop and Willow turned her head slightly to look into his eyes. She was breathing heavy, her eyes glazed and she wanted nothing more than to kiss him.

He stared at her, his chest heaving and his face a mirror of her own. Their eyes met and their heads slowly began to move together. They were just about to kiss when the door burst open and Buffy came in.

Giles pulled back immediately , while Willow ducked her head. " Hey, guys. What's going on here?" Buffy asked a little suspiciously.

"I'm taking guitar lessons." Willow fumbled, her face a bright pink.

"From Giles?"

Giles pulled away completely from Willow and stood up quickly, trying to hide his erection. "no, she's taking them from the university Rec Center." he stammered, taking his glasses off. "She was having trouble with some of the notes and I was helping her."

Buffy raised an eyebrow. " Helping her?"

"Yes." Willow interjected. "I couldn't get the strumming right, so Giles helped to guide me. He can really play."

"Really?" Buffy asked, smirking.

Giles looked exasperated. "Yes, really."

"Cool."

"I think we've had enough musical entertainment for one day. "He put his glasses back on and strode over to a stack of books. "I believe we should begin researching, since this demon could be a bigger threat than normal." Giles rambled off and the lessons were soon forgotten.

*********

 The next morning:
 
 

"BRRRRRIINNGG!!!"

The alarm went off and Giles reached over to turn it off. He fell back on his pillow exhausted. He'd spent most of the night dreaming of Willow. He groaned.

 If it hadn't been for yesterday's performance, he wouldn't have had those dreams. Who the hell was he kidding?

It wasn't just yesterday's lesson that made him dream of Willow. He'd been dreaming of her since he first saw her. He had numerous dreams, some friendly, some more than friendly.

He dreamt of running his fingers through her fiery red hair, of having her look at him with love in those doe-like, emerald eyes.

How it would feel to have her firm, young body wrapped around his, how her porcelain skin would taste. He thought of kissing her, stroking her, touching her. He wanted nothing more in this world than to make love to her.

"What the bloody hell am I thinking?" he said aloud." She didn't want me in that way." But even as he said that, he knew he wasn't entirely wrong.

Yesterday, he could see that Willow was looking at him with more than a friendship. The way her eyes glazed over as she watched him play. The feel of her pulse pounding and breath heavy when he held her as she played. At that moment, he thought they were going to kiss but before anything could happen, Buffy had to come in.

"Bloody Buffy." he muttered. That girl had to have the worst timing. Of course her Slayer sense picked up on the strength of emotions in the room, but at least he was able to cast any suspicions she might have had away.

 The rest of the night had been dedicated to research and he and Willow went back to normal as if nothing happened. He wondered if that was a good thing.

"Of course, it's a good thing. Just because she enjoyed my playing doesn't mean she wanted me." he stated.

It didn't matter anyway. He knew another opportunity wouldn't occur again and he knew he had to put yesterday into his memory of Willow moments.

" Unless....."

******** Over on campus:

"BEEEPP!!!"

Willow reached over and slammed her hand down on the snooze button. She glanced at the time.

"7:00 a.m. Great! I have class in an hour and I feel like crap." she muttered. She flopped back on her pillow and rubbed her eyes. She didn't get any sleep at all.

 After researching into the wee hours of night, she'd come home and had fitful hours of dreams. Not just any dreams. Giles dreams. And not just any Giles dreams. These were more erotic than any others she had in the past.

And she knew why that was.

She remembered yesterday and groaned. Turning her head, she caught sight of her guitar and sighed. "I'll never be able to play without thinking of Giles' hands." she uttered, as a warm ache began to form in her stomach.

God, he had the most incredible hands she'd ever seen. The way he played was such a turn-on. She'd never felt this way when Oz played for her. She shook her head.

"Stop thinking about Giles! Think Oz. Oz boyfriend, Giles mentor." she exclaimed.

But as she said that she knew it wasn't true. Well, not particularly true.

Sure, he was her mentor, her guider but he was more than that. He was a great listener, a caring friend and the sexiest man she'd ever known. She knew her feelings for him ran deeper than friendship. It ran all the way to love. "I'm in love with him." she spoke aloud for the first time.

She had known for a long time now that her feelings regarding Giles were more than mentor/student but she denied them. Buried them. She had Oz. And after the fling with Xander, she promised to herself to be faithful to him, but her heart had other ideas. Ideas that included Giles.

Of course, the impromptu lesson didn't help matters either. The feel of his hands, his chest pressed against her back and his breath in her ear aroused her beyond reason. It was all she could do not to throw the guitar down and jump him right there.

 There was a point where she thought they were going to kiss but the moment was interrupted by the sudden arrival of Buffy. She really has the worst timing, she thought.

 Of course that killed any romantic notions and everything went back to normal.

"That's how it should be. Normal." she sat up in bed." I think."

 ************

 Later in the day:

"Wow, Willow. I'm impressed." said Sebastian, her instructor. " Over nite change."

She blushed. "Thank you. I had a friend show me what I was doing wrong."

"Good for you. Keep it up."Sebastian replied. "See you next week."

Willow gathered her things and left. She was to meet Buffy at Viewpoint Cafe to study. As she walked over, she let her mind wander to Giles. " I've got to stop thinking about him." she muttered as she approached the cafe. She saw Buffy and quickly went over to her.

"Hey, Buffy."

"Hiya, Will. Can we schedule this for another time? I got a call from Giles, saying he needs us for more research." Willow looked strickened. Buffy noticed. "Are you okay, Will?"

"I'm fine. Let's go." Great, more time to be with Giles. More time I need to spend imagining myself kissing him. Swell.

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 Giles' apartment:

Buffy knocked on the door while Willow fidgeted. She was a tad nervous about seeing Giles again. The door opened. "Hello, girls. Come in." he motioned them in.

"Hey, Giles. What's the what?" Buffy asked as she flopped on the couch.

"Ummm...well.." he stuttered, as he was helping Willow with her things. His eyes fell on the guitar case and he blushed, remembering the day before. He glanced at Willow, who was crimson herself, and he briefly wondered if she might need another lesson.

'What am I thinking?' he thought.

"Umm..Giles?" Buffy asked again, waiting for the info.

"Hmmm...yes. Nallol is more of a threat than I thought." he set the case down and motioned for Willow to sit down." It seems the only way to kill him is to drive a sword through his heart. You cannot, say behead him because he has the ability to replenish lost parts."

"Like a starfish?"Willow asked.

"Precisely."

"so, why the research? I mean I just go for the heart and voila!, he's toast."Buffy stated.

"Well, there's another part I have yet to mention." he took off his glasses." You see, he has a group of devotees called Nallinomes who are sort of a back up army. They can sense when their leader is in danger and they will go help him."

"What do they look like?"

" They resemble little gnomes with tentacles." he showed them a picture. "I want to find a way that we can either prevent the Nallinomes from appearing or at least keep them at bay, while you fight Nallol, Buffy."

"So, research?"

"Research."

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 Three hours later:

"Anything?" Buffy asked impatiently. Both Giles and Willow shook their heads.

They had been researching for almost three hours now and had yet to find a solution. Buffy was getting antsy.

"Look, Giles. I need to move around or else I'm going to grow roots here. I'm going on patrol, okay?" she walked to the door.

"Alright. Be careful."

"i will." and with that she was off.

Giles looked at Willow and smiled. She was hard at work on the computer, her brow furrowed in concentration. "Willow, I think we need a break. Would you like something to eat or drink?"

"Hmm? Oh..umm.. nothing, thank you." she answered, her head still bowed.

"Come, Willow. Let's take a well needed break, hmm?" He sat down and put his hand out to stop her typing.

She glanced up sheepishly."You're right, Giles. My eyes are going to go daffy if I don't take a rest." she logged off and relaxed against the couch. He did the same and they were both staring at each other, smiling shyly.

Giles cleared his throat and looked at his hands." So Willow, how was your lesson today?"

"Great. My instructor was impressed. He said that I sounded better."

He beamed. "That's wonderful, Willow. I knew you would get the handle of it."

"Thanks to you." she smiled shyly. "I was wondering if you would help me some more. I'm a long way from mastering the guitar and I wouldn't have been able to get this far without your help."

"I'd be happy too, Willow. How about right now?"She raised her eyebrows. "We'll call this a research break."

She nodded and went to retrieve her case. He sat watching her, his mind flashing back to their almost kiss. he silently hoped that tonight's lesson would mirror yesterday's.

Slipping the strap over her, Willow walked back to the couch."Should we do like yesterday?" she asked, her face turning pink, as she thought back to the near kiss.

"Exactly like yesterday." Giles answered.

***************

Willow turned her back to him and he helped situate her hands just so, his covering hers again.

"Are you comfortable?" he whispered, his breath tickling the hairs on her neck.

"Very."

He had his arms around her, holding her to him in a hug. He leaned his head in, his chin almost resting on her shoulder. Her body shivered at the close contact and she unconsciously pressed her back to his hard chest. He groaned, the sound reverberating in his chest.

"Same song?" he asked huskily. She nodded.

Giles proceeded to do the same exact thing as he did yesterday. His hands guided hers over the strings and he started to softly sing.

"Wise men say, only fools rush in...."Willow gasped. He was singing again! She turned her head slightly and gave him a sly smile.

While his hands were still guiding hers, Giles leaned in closer to her, his lips grazing her earlobe.

"...Can't help falling in love with you." he sung in a deep husky voice.

His warm breath and lips grazing her ear were driving her crazy with desire. On top of all that, he was still singing in that husky voice that caused her body to go all puddly.

Willow stopped playing and turned to face him. Her chest heaving, her eyes met his own, each one seeing the same passion, same lust in the other's eyes.

Her green eyes gazed down at his mouth then back up to his eyes. He stared at her wondering what she was going to do. With a quick dart of the tongue, she flicked his lips lightly with her tongue.

She smiled at him, a smile daring him to make the next move.Giles was up to the challenge and he grinned back mischievously. Willow gasped. She recognized that grin.

Ripper.

Seeing the acknowledgement of Ripper in her eyes, he smiled wickedly. And before she could do or say anything else, he crushed his lips to hers, sucking and pulling at her lips until she finally opened them for him.

His tongue entered immediately, tangling with hers. The kiss was brutal and passionate, all the pent up sexual tension was being relieved in that one kiss. Each of them tried to dominate until Giles bit her lip sharply and she moaned against his mouth.

Releasing her, he pulled back panting. Without a word, he grabbed the strap hurriedly but carefully, slipped the guitar off of her. Laying it to the side , Giles reached over and lifted Willow into his arms. She gasped and he smiled. Holding her firmly, he reached around and pinched on the bottom.

She yelped and wiggled closer to him, her soft chest rubbing against his hard one, causing both of them to moan.

Willow wrapped her arms around his neck, her fingers playing with his hair. 'It's so soft,' she thought, as she tugged the ends of it hard, chuckling.

Giles stared into her eyes, his eyebrows raised. He chuckled."Aren't you the agressive one?" he gripped her tighter. "So, you want it rough, huh?"

Willow just stared intently at him. He was growing annoyed at her lack of response."Well?"

She smiled sexily." Rough. And tender. I want it both. Can you do that?" she paused, "Ripper."

Giles just smiled wickedly. He went up the steps two at a time, till he reached his bedroom. He pushed the door open with his foot and walked over to the bed.

He stood there, swinging her in his arms back and forth, teasing her. She wiggled impatiently, her legs kicking slightly."Ripper..."

He shook his head and kissed her softly. She parted her lips, waiting for him to enter her but he didn't. Instead, he planted one last hard kiss and pulled away. "Impatient, Willow?"

He gently laid her down on the bed and stared at her for a moment. Then,quicker than lightening, he was straddling her, trapping her beneath him. He stretched out on top of her, not caring if he was too heavy for her smaller frame.

Willow's eyes widened and he smiled wickedly. He grabbed her arms and spread them wide. He interlaced his fingers with hers, pushing her down into the bed even more.

She wiggled slightly, trying to get him to stop his teasing. He chuckled.

"I gather patience isn't one of your strongest virtues. That's highly unfortunate for you, Pixie." he leant forward, his face almost pressed to hers." Because it's one of my strongest."

Her eyes widened even more and he pulled back laughing. Still holding hands, he pressed his erection down onto her, rubbing against her enticingly.

"Ripper..."

"You want the brass ring, don't you Pixie?" he leant forward again, whispering into her neck. "Rough.." he stated as he bit the porcelain skin of her neck, causing her to groan; "tender...." his tongue darted out to lick the lovebite he had just created.

"Passionate.." he continued kissing her hard on the mouth, "Soft..." he gave her a chaste kiss on the forehead. He pulled back tostare into her eyes. "You want it all, don't you?"

Willow stared back. With a sly smile reminscient of her doppleganger, she asked wickedly. "Don't you?"

*********

At that, Giles promptly released her hands and grabbed her head, his fingers tangling in her hair. He tilted her head back and before Willow could say anything, he crushed his lips to hers. He plunged his tongue into the warm haven of her mouth, sweeping away any resistance. She responded in kind, mingling hers with his in an almost violent display of lust. Willow got the upper hand when she firmly sucked his tongue into her mouth, biting gently with her teeth.

He growled and involuntary pressed his now aching erection onto the warm heat of her sex. They began to move together, humping rhythmatically. The feel of tweed rubbing against the silk of her panties was an absolutely exquisite torture, causing them no end to their frustration.Their tongues were imitating what their bodies were doing. And when the pleasure became a pain, Giles released her and pulled away.

He stared at her, his eyes roaming over her , taking in her heaving chest, flushed face and tousled hair. But, it was her eyes that captivated him.

Those beautiful emerald eyes that were always shining, always open, never hiding anything. Every emotion, every feeling she was having were expressed in her eyes. He could see lust and passion, tenderness and affection, and yes, even love. He knew his own eyes betrayed him. He knew the same emotions that he saw in hers were mirrored in his own eyes.

He carefully got off of her and stood beside the bed. She looked at him, worry in her eyes. He shook his head, as if he knew what she was thinking. 'I'm not leaving you, pixie. I'll never leave you' he thought as he noticed her body relax.

She laid there, wondering what his next move was going to be. She couldn't believe that this was happening. That the one thing she wanted most in the world was coming true. Giles was going to be hers. The thought caused the warm liquid in her stomach travel down, making her wiggle slightly.

He caught the wiggle and msiled. He yanked off his hsoes and socks, not caring where they fell. Sitting down beside her, he reached out to touch her. Starting at the glorious red hair, he let his hand travel slowly down her face, to her neck then down between the valley of her breasts. His touch was teasing, tantalizing, making her squirm. As his hand reached her stomach, she flinched in anticipation for what she was hoping would come next.

Sensing her anticipation, he ever so slowly drifted his hand to lay against her mound. "Warm?" he asked, grinning.

To answer him, she bucked her hips to meet his hand. He closed his eyes reveling in the scent of her arousal and the feel of her against his hand.

Pulling away, she frowned a little but waited patiently for him to continue. Seeing her waiting patiently, he decided to take mercy on her. He bent his head and kissed her neck. He licked and sucked the creamy flesh, tasting her sweetness.

She reached up a hand and wound it through his hair. Her touch was gentler this time, massaging his scalp with a firm pressure, caausing him to groan against her neck.

As he neared the top button of her blouse, he raised his head to catch her eye. She stared at him dreamily, smiling tenderly. Maintaining eye contact, he undid the first button with his teeth. She sucked in her breath. Taking that as apositive, he slowly, teasingly undid the rest in the same manner. After it was undone, he straightened up and smoothed the material away. And gasped.

She wasn't wearing a bra. Her breasts were exposed to him, creamy and firm, begging him to touch them. Willow noticed his staring and with a smirk, asked. "Still want to be patient?"

He quirked an eyebrow and bent his head to take a nipple in his mouth. "Rupert..." she moaned.

He proceeded to lick and suck gently, swirling his tongue around her nipple, teasing it playfully until it harden into a peak.He reached up with his other hand to grab the other breast lightly. Kneading her flesh, his thumb massaged her, sending her spinning.

She arched her back, offering herself to him. The sensations he was causing were driving her wild. "Ripper...." Hearing this, he engulfed her breast, taking all of it into his mouth while his left hand squeezed her partner. She groaned loudly.

He pinched her nipple then massaged and repeated this process while his mouth was doing the same. His teeth would bite her nipple a little roughly, then he'd lick it gently as if to soothe it.

At that moment, Willow realized something. She understood what he meant.

Everytime she said a different moniker, he would respond different. If she said Giles, he would be soft and gentle; if she said Rupert, his actions became loving, adoring and romantic. But, when she said Ripper, he would be rough, brutal and passionate.

Giles, Rupert, Ripper.....

He could never be just one of them, he had to be all of them. She'd learned an important lesson. And the way to learn it....

He released her breast, smiling. He grabbed her arms to pull her into a sitting position. He quickly slipped her shirt off while she started to unbutton his.

After she unbuttoned his shirt, Giles helped her take it off. He ripped his undershirt and threw it on the ground. Taking her into his arms, he kissed her tenderly, sweetly. Willow wound her arms around him, holding him just as tenderly. Scooting closer to him, she brushed her chest against his. The contact caused both of them to groan deeply.

He broke the kiss. "Willow....." She rubbed her breasts lightly against him, the soft hairs of his chest tickling her skin. Giles growled and lowered back to the bed, laying down next to her.

Willow threw her leg over his waist and with a strength neither one knew she possessed, she pushed him so that she was now straddling him. A look of surprise and delight appeared on his face. He wrapped his arms around her, pulling her down to lie flat onhim, her whole body in contact with his.

Chest against chest, her sex against his erection, the sight, sound and feel of her and him to her caused a pleasure, a feeling in both of them that neither one had experienced before.

Willow looked into his bronze gold eyes and smiled sweetly. Doing the same as he had done earlier, she grabbed his head, tilted it , " You're so beautiful, Giles."she said her voice trembling slightly with emotion before she kissed him.

He tightened his hold on her as her kisses became more passionate as the seconds passed by. His heart soared at her words of endearment and his blood pounded in his veins at the passion she was bestowing on him.

She explored his mouth, tasting every inch, needing to possess him. He replied in kind, his own tongue dueling with hers languidly.

After awhile, she pulled back making Giles groan his disapproval. She moved down his body, licking and kissing the soft flesh of his neck. Pressing her tongue against his neck, she felt the rapid beat of his pulse. Opening her mouth even more, she pressed her lips over the pulse, sucking his skin roughly.

"Willow..."he moaned, tightening his arms even more.

Pulling away, she noticed a light love mark appearing on his skin. She smiled. "Now, you're mine." ,she divulged before continuing her exploration of his body.

She ran her tongue down his neck, to his shoulder and sucked his skin. Trailing her lips from one shoulder to the other, then back to the middle of his chest. She blew lightly on the honey colored hairs before taking them into her mouth, tugging gently.

Giles thought he was dying form pleasure. He couldn't believe this was Willow. That it was her hands, her mouth that were giving to him such mindblowing pleasure.

She darted her tongue out, flicking his nipple. He moaned. Taking his moan for permission, she wrapped her lips around it, sucking lightly, swirling her tongue, teasing it to a hardness it had never been.

He tangled his hands in her hair, grabbing the silky strands holding him to his chest. She bit, licked, and nipped his nipple before releasing it to move to the other, giving it the same equal attention.

As her mouth was busy, her lower body was busy as well. Kissing and feeling him was making the heat rise from her mound and she ground her hips down into his erection.He groaned deeply. She rubbed herself back and forth on him, reveling his hardness.

Realizing he wouldn't be able to last any longer, he pulled her head away. She glanced at him, her eyes dilated. A look of confusion passed over her and he shook his head. Gently moving out from under her, he said huskily, "Tender time later." He got off the bed and shed his clothes as quickly as possible.

Willow's eyes widen in amazement and her smile was appreciative. "Wow.." she murmured as he stood before her naked.

His body heated up at her stare. He knew he wasn't bad looking, but with Willow staribng at him, almost worshipful, made him feel like the most handsomest man in the world. He immediately joined her back on the bed.

Slipping his hands underneath her, he grabbed the waistband of her skirt and yanked it along with her panties off. He threw them across the room never rtaking his eyes off of her.

She was perfect. Her red hair shone, her eyes were emerald and skin was smooth and pale like porcelain. His gaze swept over her, taking in her pert breasts, flat stomach, red glossy curls of her sex down to her long legs.

He opened her legs wider and slipped between them. He looked down into her eyes, searching for any regret or misgivings. But, found none. All he saw was her bright eyes and shining smile. Willow bucked, rubbing her sex against him. she wasn't sure she could wait any longer.

He groaned and quickly guided himself inside. Pushing in slowly, allowing her to grow accustom to his size. He encountered her barrier and looked at her one more time. She grinned sensually, unable to wait any more. She wrapped her legs around him, pulling him to her, causing him to break her barrier.

He bowed his head in reverence, unable to process that she gave this precious gift to him. He glanced up and saw her smiling lasciviously.

Wrapping her arms around him, she said, "Youre right, tender time later. Rough time now." she wiggled her eyebrows suggestively.

He grinned lecherously and began to slowly move in and out of her. She lifted her body a little, urging him to go faster. He chuckled but didn't heed to her urgings.He bent his head to suck at her neck, his tongue tracing her collarbone. She groaned inaudibly, throwing her head back.

Removing his mouth, he looked at her and increased his thrusts. She opened her eyes and saw his face. She realized he was struggling to remain some sense of control. Willow had never seen Giles lose control in any capacity. But, she wanted to see it. And she wanted it now.

So, she said the one thing she knew would help.

She grabbed the sides of his head, forcing him to look at her. He opened his eyes, staing at her darkly lustfully.

"Fuck me, Ripper." she growled, tightening her legs to the point of suffocating.He stared back, his eyes taking on a wicked look.

Hearing her words, he grabbed her hips roughly, his hold almost brusing and pulled all the way out bfore slamming back into her.She moaned and her fingers tightening in his hair.

He pulled back to stare into her eyes. there was a primitive, animalistic look on his face that she'd never seen before. Instead of being frightened, it aroused her more than she ever thought possible.

She moved her hands to his back, digging her nails deeper with each thrust.. He growled, the feel of her hands were almost painful. But a delicious painful. He increased his thrusts, his cock penetrating deeper and deeper,and Willow felt like he was touching her soul.

Reaching up, grabbing his shoulders, he thrust once more, a long deep thrust and exploded inside her. The feel of his essence was enough to push her over the edge and she screamed, " Ripper!" as she climaxed, her body shaking uncontrollably.

As the last of the orgasmic aftershocks left both of them, they collapsed in a sweaty heap. Giles disengaged himself, not wanting to crush her with his weight. Laying on his side, he pulled her toward him, she wrapped her arms, enjoying the feel of being in his arms.

 Stroking her hair, Giles said in a breathy voice, "I guess today's lesson wasn;t exactly like yesterday's."

She giggled. " You're right. i went from a beginner to intermediate in a span of a day. Guess I'm a quick learner."

He lifted her chin to stare into her eyes"That you are, pixie." he kissed her nose, nipping it. "But, I wouldn't get too cocky yet, love. You still have to get to the advanced level."

She wiggled her body, causing him to groan. "How many lessons will that take?"

"A lifetime.", was the last thing he said, before kissing her.