Divested of her coat and boots, Buffy climbed the stairs to the bedroom and pulled off her shirt. She slid out of her jeans and socks, shivering a little at the air on her bare skin, then a little more at the shy smile Giles gave her as he put aside the book he was reading to snuffle into his hanky.
"You're back early," he said, snuffling and rubbing his pink nose. He sounded a little hoarse and congested and a lot pleased.
"And you're in bed early," Buffy replied. She dropped her bra and panties on top of the rest of her clothes and eagerly got into bed next to Giles. Another delicious shiver, this time from the warmth of the bed and her surprisingly naked boyfriend. "Mm... feels like you could use some warming up, too."
"It's..." Giles snuffled wetly. "I have this c-cold..." He snuffled again and his nose twitched. "Oh..." Giles made a soft, sighing sort of sound and smiled again, still shyly, and gently touched his index finger to his nose when it gave another twitch. "It's quite a tickly one, too," he muttered.
Melting inside, Buffy pressed a bit closer. A twitchy-nosed Giles had to be one of the cutest things ever. He was right in the middle of his cold, and his cold seemed to be right in his pink, sensitive nose. She kissed her way from Giles' shoulder to his neck and lips. "My poor baby... nose all full of tickles?"
Giles nodded briefly, still kissing Buffy when he tried to rub his nose against hers. A soft, damp snuffle interrupted the kisses and had Giles rubbing his nose harder, more eagerly against Buffy's. Between wavering breaths and snuffly nose-rubs, he managed to pull Buffy on top of him and tighten his arms around her just as his breath caught. "huh... hutCHUSH!"
Buffy took a moment to simply revel in the sound and fell of Giles sneezing strongly against her. She'd been thinking about this the whole time she was walking through the cemetery, what it would be like to have Giles, bed warm and snuffly, so close to her, to settle herself just like this in his lap, to feel his hands mover over her body as he sniffled over and over again, hands stilling and then gripping her as his face twitched around his nose with an oncoming sneeze.
"hurrchoo-chRUSHhhh..." Two nice, full sneezes, one right after the other, and a long, wet snuffle over Buffy's shoulder brought Giles in closer. He nuzzled over her shoulder and into her neck, still making wet snuffly sounds, until he coaxed out a snuffly sneeze. "huh...huh, hrufffCHuffsshm!"
"Oh, bless you... Oh, Giles..." Sweet and warm, arousal filled Buffy. Each sneeze tickled over her nerves, between her thighs, and oh... That delicious, tight, tickly feeling at her center, that had her rubbing against Giles and wanting him inside her already. He was nuzzling into her hair, behind her ear, one hand at her waist, the other moving up to stroke and squeeze her breast.
"Thank... thank you... oh, still..." Giles pressed his nose behind Buffy's ear and nuzzled hard. "Need another ... sneeze..."
The touch was slow, warm, almost lazy or distracted as Giles tried to work a tickle out of his nose. One second he would be circling the pad of his thumb around the peaked skin, flicking at the most sensitive area, teasing the tip of her nipple, then rubbing his finger over it nipple. Then, suddenly, Giles' breath would catch slightly, and his nose would be working itself back and forth over Buffy's ear, or in that so-soft, so-sensitive are just below her ear, and when he sniffled, she sighed, moaned, and arched against him. Buffy raked her own fingers over Giles' chest, wriggling against the hardness she could start to feel pressing against her. When Giles snuffled a few times in a row, Buffy arched up against him, put her arms around his neck, and tipped her head back so he could nuzzle against her chest. Damp, warm, and twitchy, his nose rubbed between her breasts, over her collarbone, and when he leaned in to nuzzle against her breasts and over her nipples, Buffy felt the tingling all over her body. Clit throbbing and his cock pressed against her, she moved against him and sighed.
Drawing away from Giles, Buffy sighed again. His nose was twitching again, the faintest little movement, and his lips quivered as he drew in a breath, held it, and squinched his eyes shut. Giles gasped softly. "... oh... ohhoh... hrrrrCHOOOSH!" This sneeze was rough and wet and left Giles with a nose that was still twitching.
Buffy could hardly stand it. She needed to feel Giles, hands or cock or something. Leaning in, she gave his nose a tickly, nuzzly rub with her own. "Come on, baby... poor little nose is so tickly..."
Giles' breath hitched, and again, and then caught. "hahAH! ah... hrrrrROOOSH! hurRUSHOOOSH!" Two great, shuddery sneezes burst out, and Giles just gave into them. He gave a shudder of his own after the last, big sneeze.
First, he was snuffling madly, then he was kissing Buffy, or, really, being kissed by Buffy, but then? Then he was inside her, moving against her and into her and his hands held her hips.
This was more than she had been thinking about. How could she have been able to put in thought what it would feel like to be flush against Giles, moving with him inside her and filling her with the rush of heat and desire, groaning, panting, kissing? Buffy was so close, she could feel the little, warm, tendrils of orgasm reaching to her toes and fingertips, and she wanted to stretch the moment out as long as possible. The soft sigh that rose up in her throat transformed into a moan when Giles reached between them and pressed his thumb to her clit. The sound of his repeated, desperate wet snuffles and the pressure on her clit rushed her orgasm, making it harder, faster, stronger, and then bringing her to the edge of it again when he came inside her.
Slick and sated, Buffy draped herself over Giles, tracing her fingers over his chest and shoulders as he gave his nose a good, firm blow into his hanky. "Shower might be good," she murmured, then leaned in to nuzzle Giles' chest. "Later on... couple minutes..."
"Later on," he agreed and snuggled down into the covers and closer to Buffy. "I'll go with you... we can have a hot bath together."
"Mmm... like that." The satisfied smile reappeared on Buffy's face. She loved coming home to this.
