OFFICE HANKYPANKY

by Donna and Abby

Rated NC17

Sarah Jo sat out on the park bench, feeding Baby Methos the makeshift formula she had made, using a clean rag for him to suck on. After he had filled his little tummy, he drifted off to sleep in her arms. Doc made a motion to Sarah Joe and she reluctantly gave the sleeping baby back to Lady and followed him. Doc pulled out his pocket watch. "It's nearly seven. You're on at nine. Do you want to go home to get some sleep, or do you want to stay here with Giles to watch the baby? He's sending Gene home early."

Sarah Jo sighed, "There is one other thing I would rather be doing right now, but I'll be the good nurse that I am and stay and help Giles. I want a kiss first though," she said with just a hint of a pout on her face.

"I'm staying around for a bit, myself," Doc admitted, though he had the day off. "Just be sure the formula stays down." He leaned over to give her the kiss and Gene Sands walked by, coughing miserably.

"See you two later," he said. Doc tried not to chuckle when Sarah Joe growled at him.

"I can't win for losing, can I?" she said, shaking her head. "Oh well, I had better go get into my uniform. I always leave a clean one here."

Doc chuckled again as she moved off to change. Just then Methos came in with the baby, and the two SIMs went in to put the baby back in his incubator. Then they waited for Sarah Jo to return. Even with the formula, it looked likely that the baby would have to go back on IV, and they wanted her to do it.

She snorted at them when they asked her to do it, grumbling a little under her breath as she inserted the tiny needle into the little baby's foot. Giles, who had sent Lady home and had just joined them, looked over at Ben and raised an eyebrow. "What's with her?" he asked. Methos seemed to guess and turned his back so they wouldn't see him laughing, but his shoulders shook and gave it away. Doc gave him a hard shove and Methos gasped, but instead of a noise of pain, it came out as a gasping laugh; and it, combined with the needle in the foot, woke the baby.

Glaring fiercely at the guilty party, Sarah Jo pointed at a rocking chair and ordered, "Sit!" in a tone of voice of one used to being in charge. Methos sat down in the chair and Sarah Jo handed him the crying baby, carefully adjusting the iv lines so they did not tangle. "Ok, Daddy! Time for you to put your son back to sleep!"

Methos grinned up at her, then looked to Doc and snickered again. The baby squalled and squirmed, wanting a woman's softness, but he was so tired once the sting of the needle was gone he eventually settled down. The rocking didn't hurt, either. As he got quiet again, Methos looked up at Sarah Joe with a smirk that said, "See? Easy."

Sarah Jo just shook her head and grinned back, knowing that he didn't know the half of it. After the baby was sound asleep, she carefully transferred him back to the incubator. She then shooed them all out of the room. Methos and Giles didn't miss seeing the soft caress Ben gave her as he walked out the door.

Out in the hall, Giles turned to the other two men and said, "Why don't you two go get some rest? Methos, you're going to need it and Ben . . " Just as he started to say something Sarah Joe came out, complaining that the baby had just thrown up the formula he'd eaten.

"Apparently he can't tolerate cow's milk in any form. If we can't find some breast milk, maybe goats will work as a substitute," she suggested.

Giles nodded. "Let me see if I can find that blasted goat Lady got from Thalia!" He went off to call Lady.

Sarah Jo went back in to stay with the baby. Later on, she got him to drink a little water and the sensation of a full tummy again caused him to drift back to sleep. By that time, Shie had arrived and Sarah Jo and Giles had her take over the baby watching duties.

Shammah arrived with Agnes, who had been over in his sheep pen. Apparently she had been *socializing*, although the young man was shy about talking to them. They were able to get her milked, but Doc didn't think a soaked rag did him much good, and he devised a realistic looking nipple to put on a bottle. There was quiet rejoicing when the formula stayed down. Once the baby was asleep once more, Shie stayed on watch while Sarah Jo and Giles went back to their other duties. Doc, happy over his *invention* went home to get some rest.

Giles was bent over some paper work on his desk when a soft knock made him raise up. Sarah Jo was standing at the door with his clothes that had been set over by Lady. "These just came for you," she said with a sweet smile.

"Great," he said, rising quickly. "I feel undressed in this shirt." The freckled face nurse smiled at him and crossed the room to give him his new attire, the door swinging shut behind her. He had already stripped off his polo shirt by the time she got there. Turning, he was shocked to see she was still there. He'd thought she'd left the clothes and then slipped out of the door. He was even more shocked at the slightly hungry look on her face. Then it finally dawned on him that she and Ben must have been interrupted while doing something *pleasant* when she had been paged to the clinic. It would explain her unusually grumpy behavior. The poor girl was very, very frustrated!

He gulped, trying not to think about the things Ben had told him about her. It was impossible. He stood, with his hands still in his polo shirt and his chest exposed, trying not to be aroused by the prospect of having The Eternal Virgin. As she stood looked at him, she couldn't help comparing his body to that of Ben's. They were almost identical in build, but there was subtle differences. But they were at work now, so she did not think he would be interested in playing. Sighing deeply, she turned to go. It had been a long, frustrating night for her.

Giles saw her turn and was unable to contain the groan of disappointment from creeping out of his lips. Then, flushing, he bit his lip and wished he could take it back. She stopped in her tracks, and glanced back. His thoughts about her had caused an obvious reaction that was plainly visible. "Giles, would you like me to stay?" she asked hopefully.

Giles stood for a moment, confused. Although normally very bright, he hadn't had much sleep, and he was tending to think with the other head just then. As he tried to think of something to say, the shirt fell off his hands, unblocking her view of him. What she saw definitely answered the question, for his pants were well and truly filled.

Seeing his need, Sarah Jo made a quick decision. She turned and locked the door and then returned across the room to Giles. Very tentatively she reached out to the waistband of his trousers. He gulped again, made an ineffectual reach for his dress shirt, and then sighed as she pulled him to her. That was about all the fight he put up, though, and his arm went swiftly around her waist, bringing her close enough to feel him.

She unbuttoned the waistband of his pants and he sighed in relief. She was looking up at him, her blue-green eyes shining with her own repressed need and her sweet lips open just slightly as he leaned down to join his to them. He kissed her deeply, his need pressing between her legs. The office was opulently furnished, and they fell back on it's buttery soft sofa.

It didn't take him long to remove the colorful nurse's top that she was wearing. Giles tossed it on the floor beside them and set about removing her bra as well. He nuzzled her breasts, but in truth, that was not what interested him. He wanted to see the *miracle*, so to speak, and before long he had her completely undressed and was working his way down her body. Groaning, Sarah Jo leaned back against the couch as his mouth and hands explored her body. As he descended lower and lower, she opened her legs, giving him full access.

Giles explored her with tender, experienced fingers. When he found what he was looking for he sighed. It was true! Then, to be extra sure, he decided not to trust his schooled hands and looked for himself. Seeing the miracle for himself, he gently stuck out a tongue to caress it. As his tongue entered her body, Sarah Jo arched her hips up to meet him, whimpering softly. He could taste her wetness and knew she was more than ready for the next step. His trousers were open but not yet down, and his erection was pushing green paisley through the unzipped opening. He started to wriggle out of the trousers and Sarah Joe helped him. In fact, when they managed to get the trousers and boxers down to his knees, she pulled his hips toward her in an undeniable request for immediate satisfaction!

When he pushed his aching erection in hard past her barrier, she arched up under him and cried out from the sharp moment of pain. But she quickly settled into a rhythm with him as he drove himself in and out of her, his need matching hers. He continued to kiss her deeply, enjoying her immensely. To be perfectly honest, he'd never had a virgin before, and he added to his pleasure by calling her his sweet virgin whenever their lips parted long enough for him to rasp it out between uneven breaths.

Sarah Jo's pleasure didn't take long to explode within her and she cried out again, as she squirmed underneath him, her sweet sheath for his thrusting sword convulsing around him. He followed her across, shoving deep to get every ounce of pleasure from her tightness, her wetness. Then he collapsed on her, heaving and panting until he could catch his breath, before slowly moving down to see the miracle again. For it was not really a miracle until he knew it was so; until he did it for himself.

Knowing what he wanted to see, Sarah Jo opened wide again. As her breathing slowly returned to normal, her body once again healed itself to the same state it had been it the day she had met her *first death*. "Amazing," he said, gently brushing off some blood with his finger. "I've never seen anything like it."**

Shaking her head with amusement, Sarah Jo drew him back up so they could kiss again. They stayed holding each other for awhile before they reluctantly arose to clean up and get dressed. As Sarah Jo went to leave, she gave him one last kiss. "You know you are more than welcome to make house calls whenever you want, Doctor." And then with a sassy wiggle of her hips, she slipped out of his office.