FIC: Shivers (Giles/Buffy, FRAO)

Title: Shivers
Prompt: 36. Afterglow
Pairing: Giles/Buffy
Rating: FRAO
Word count: 950
Table: Complete smut_69 prompt table
Notes: BDSM kink. Blackmail conclusion.

Giles woke slowly. He was relaxed and at peace. He was aware first of sensation: the weight of someone's body sprawled over his back, a delicious burn across his backside and thighs that he hadn't felt in ages. Then scent, the smell of a woman on his face and hands. He came fully awake, and remembered whose weight it was across him, in whose body he'd been allowed to spend himself, whose hand had granted him those welts. That hand was moving idly across them now, caressing him. She'd left the collar on him all night. Gratifying. He moaned, softly, to let her know he was awake. He spread his legs further, to make himself more accessible to her, but otherwise held himself still. As still as he could, given the urge to move, to rock his hips. To be inside her again.

She'd been glorious.

Her weight left him, and he felt the bed shift as she moved. She settled between his knees. "You look amazing. The whip marks. My marks on you."

Giles turned a little on the bed and looked back at her. "It was a privilege to be marked by you," he said.

Her hand rested on his buttocks. "I broke the skin in two places," Buffy said. "Not very much. Scabbed over already."

Giles shivered. That last blow... he'd already been floating free on waves of pain when she'd landed that. If she'd asked him, he'd have begged her not to. But that was why he didn't leave it up to himself.

"So a cane would have been better, huh?"

"Traditional. And it feels... Well. Good. Leaves beautiful stripes."

"Hmm. I'd like to see that, because these are pretty great. They're really dark where I hit you harder." She pressed at his bruised thighs again. Giles breathed in shakily. It hurt. Not urgently, not unbearably. Enough that he would be constantly aware of it for a couple of days. Constantly aware that he had a mistress now. He shivered again, this time in anticipation.

She tugged gently at his collar. "Turn over."

His backside was not happy to be pressed against anything, not even his smooth sheets. Giles winced. He'd be controlling that wince for days. Exactly what he'd wanted. Buffy was watching him intently, he realized. Best to let her know how good she'd made him feel.

"Thank you," he said, putting all of himself into the words. Her face lit up.

"When would you like to do this again?" she said.

"That extreme? I, ah--"

"That was a special occasion. I mean, lighter play." She ran two fingers around his nipples, as if to demonstrate what she meant by lighter.

"Buffy, any time. I am yours now. Your Watcher, your lover, any time you need me in either role."

"For more vanilla stuff, too?" She sounded more tentative.

Giles smiled up at her. "It would be a pleasure."

She hadn't mentioned whether she was still with Riley or not. Giles assumed he would find out. Exclusivity did not matter to him, at least not sexually. It was far more important to him that she not train with the Initiative. And he would use his new rights as her Watcher to demand that, later. When they talked about what he wanted from her.

She unbuckled his collar and set it on the nightstand. Giles rubbed at his neck.

"You miss it?"


"Here," she said. "A present." She kissed his neck, over the carotid, where a vampire would feed. Over his pulse. Then she shocked him by biting. He cried out and dug his fists into the sheets, struggling to keep himself motionless under her. His cock hardened; so predictable it was. When she released him he was frozen for a moment, wondering from the sting if she'd drawn blood. Then he snarled and lunged up. Caught her by surprise and pinned her down. She laughed in delight and let him hold her down, let him penetrate her, let him drive hard. Wrapped her legs around him and drew him in deep.

Giles rode her hard and fast, chasing his release single-mindedly. He felt her shudder around him once, twice, before he found what he sought. He cried out again and lost himself in her. He fell back beside her afterward, breathless and laughing.

"I should punish you for that," Buffy said, but he could hear that she was laughing as well.

"It will have been worth it," Giles said. He tugged her closer, and she snuggled into his shoulder. He felt wonderful. Relaxed, alive. Happy.

"You're giggly," Buffy said. "Never seen you giggly. Or so happy."

He petted her hair. "M'always like this afterward."

"I like it. Nice not to be all grim and Depeche Mode about it."


"Never mind. Anyway. I don't want you hiding that hickey, mister. No turtlenecks today."

Giles touched the place on his neck gingerly. She hadn't quite drawn blood, but he'd have an obvious bite mark. A woman's bite. He shivered a third time. Marked, publicly and privately.

"As you wish. What do you want me to say when someone asks where I got it?"

"Be evasive. For now. Let's keep this secret for a couple of days."

Giles sat up, lifting Buffy with him. "Secret?"

"For a little. Riley, um--" She faltered.

Giles made a thoughtful sound. She was probably making this decision emotionally, not rationally. "We'll talk about that today. Purely in tactical terms. When secrecy is useful. When it's a liability. Come along, then. Shower, breakfast, and then we'll start making you the Slayer again."

She took his hand and allowed him to lead her from his bed. Their bed. Giles grinned, and shivered again. Anticipation was sweet.

Part 2 begins in "Polestar".
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*fans self*

You do know it's the middle of the day here and now I'm all hot and bothered?

I think it definitely fits within the kinds of fic posted there.

And this story is easily in my top 10 B/G, so I don't think you have anything to worry about.
Fantasticness! Sexy and loving and oh so very hot. Wonderful. I hope you do dip into this again in the future!
Thank you! It's a fun little verse to tinker with: free of all the angst and Big Serious Themes of the T&P verse. So I think I will visit these two again and see what they get up to next...
ok the only thing i would change is the end of #1, BSDM should be BDSM. that is the sum total of my critique, after (many) re-reads & much thought. *snerk*
this is a beautiful/sexy/hot/kinky/loving/sweet story, with major room for additions. (yay!)
I'm really looking forward to the conversation with Riley! This is such a fun read and Dom!Buffy is usually not something I read, so excellent job in making me read something I usually wouldn't - and I loved it!
Thanks! I'm thrilled it worked for you-- that was an awesome and happy-making series of comments you left for me!
Thank you so much! Your comment made me glow with happiness, believe it or not.

I wonder if it's the power reversal that makes the pairing work for you in this story? Buffy's so much younger, and normally she'd be on the down side of the power imbalance. But here she's not, partly because she's the Slayer and partly because Giles wants to be one down. Reverse the roles and it might be squicky again for you.

The Slayer overturns lots of assumed sex roles. Part of why she's so fun to write for me!

And, er, let's just assume they talked about the Pill and health and whatnot during that long negotiation, shall we? Buffy ain't gonna be too dumb about that...
FABulous. Seriously. Your dominant Buffy is so true to what I think a Slayer really should be. Also?

"Here," she said. "A present."

Yummy. I wish I could get those kinds of presents. People WILL insist on giving me books.
I like how you wrap this up, with a bit more lightness though not less intensity, and potential (there's that word again) for more. This series will definitely go on my re-read list.
Ohhhh ... the subtlety of the layers and levels of sub/dom behaviour is splendid. He pins her down unexpectedly and she laughs in delight. I certainly don't think Buffy would ever get that kind of intense playfulness from/with Captain Cardboard.

Obviously, I loved this segment!

Sparkly hugs,
Captain Cardboard is simply too young, I think. Too insecure. Too busy trying to prove he can kick the Slayer's ass. Giles knows what he's good at. As he says: he's not sure he knows himself, but he probably knows himself better than Riley does.

*hugs* back!
oh yeah
Great story and I'm looking forward to ficlets as the muse dictates.

This is sooo plausable. The Watcher MUST be submissive to the Slayer in some things. Just as she must bow to his judgement in other ways.

Your Giles totally knows himself very well and it's wonderfull that your Buffy understands and took the time to learn before approachng him. This can only strengthen them as a team.
Re: oh yeah
It's a partnership! He's good at some things she doesn't have the patience to become good at. She's got the whole Slayer skill thing. Perhaps they can give each other some things the other is lacking...
so very hot. i look forward to the ficlets. its nice to see buffy getting it on with someone without it being all grim and Depeche Mode-ey.
Drive-by praise
We have friends in common, but it seems they never mentioned you when I was asking for recs of Gilescentric fic. May I say hidey-ho? in the Cab Calloway sense of the phrase? BDSM fic gets boring for me quickly, but this definitely held my, um, attention. Subby!Giles is the answer to all my problems. In a word, *thud*. *falls over*
Re: Drive-by praise
Hee! Useless friends! *kicks them*

And thanks! I'm glad this held your, erm, attention. I tried to write something that pushed all my own buttons in a strongly emotional way (not just a "mention trigger phrases" kind of way, which is an approach that stops working quickly, at least for me). Sub!Giles + dom!Buffy for maximal fun!