Cold Comfort

by Anne
[…] Denotes thoughts.


*****


The demon tore up the tux jacket, the shirt, and finally the flesh with its sharp and poisoned claws. Giles immediately cried out in pain and fell to his knees on the dirty concrete of the parking lot. The evil creature got ready to cut the former Watcher’s throat when, with a feral growl, Angel jumped up on it like a tiger, showing his fangs. He easily broke the neck of the demon which, stunned, had no time to make even the slightest gesture to defend itself. The vampire then knelt down near Giles, who sat and examined his wound, which was bleeding profusely. The sight and smell of the blood excited the demon inside Angel and he had to make a big effort to control himself: Angelus wanted to lick the blood, then bite and drain Giles.

"The claws of the Kazaar demons are poisonous," the vampire said, watching the human mopping up the blood which was pouring from his chest with his handkerchief. "But this poison is not fatal, fortunately. You’re going to have a high fever, hallucinations; you’re going to be delirious … It’s going to last two or three days. You’re going to need to be somewhere safe and secure, isolated from the others."

The ex-Watcher nodded. "You are right."

"Come to my place, I can take care of you."

"The vampire saw Giles shiver. The Crawford Street mansion brought back some very bad memories.

"But, if you don’t want to… I would understand …"

Giles shook his head. "No, no, it’s all right Angel. Buffy and the others are still dancing. They need to be told what happened, and that I’m going to be away for a short time."

Angel nodded too. "I am going to go tell them now."

The vampire first helped the mortal to get up, rested him against his car, took the keys of the old DS, then opened the door and helped Giles to sit down on the passenger seat. Giles slumped on it and let out a plaintive moan. He was sick and his vision was blurred. The poison was acting quickly.



*****


Later, Angel’s bedroom

Giles wanted to protest when Angel began to undress him, and to push him away from him, but he was incapable of doing so because he had no strength left. He was so utterly spent and dizzy too. He was burning and shivering with fever, and that was why he moaned with pleasure when the vampire lifted him in his arms, once he was stripped down to his boxers, to lay him down him on the bed: Angel's hands were so cold and it felt so wonderful on his overheated skin. Giles closed his eyes and fell asleep as soon as Angel pulled the duvet up to his shoulders, a blissful smile on his lips.

The former Watcher woke up some hours later, soaked with sweat and freezing cold, with a painful headache and the urge to vomit. He managed to get up from the bed and staggered up to the door of the room. He followed the corridor, leaning against the wall in order to stay upright, then entered the bathroom. He sank to his knees in front of the toilet and vomited until his eyes watered and his stomach was empty. When he wanted to get up, he was incapable of it. His head was spinning, he was shaken by shudders, his teeth were chattering, his throat was burning. He decided to remain where he was until he felt a little better. He lay down on the tiled floor (so cold, so good!) rolled in a ball and closed his eyes. He fell asleep again some minutes later.

Giles woke up when he felt some ice-cold water trickling over his face. He slowly opened his eyes and noticed that the ice-cold water was pouring over his body, from his head to his feet. He was standing in the bathtub under the spray of the shower, firmly held by Angel grabbing his shoulders. The vampire was as naked as him. Very embarrassed, Giles blushed bright crimson and tried to push Angel away. His legs buckled under him and the vampire caught him up before he collapsed.
"Don’t be afraid Giles, I won’t touch you," Angel said, but added to himself: [if you don’t want it].

Giles clung to Angel, trying not to fall. "I am sorry."

Angel smiled. "Don’t be, it is a natural reaction [for a straight guy.]. Do you feel better?"

"Yes, I actually feel a little cold now."

The vampire turned off the very cold running water, took the big towel that he had placed on the chair nearby, and wrapped Giles in it before rubbing him with it to warm him. He helped him to step out of the bathtub then dried his hair. After that, Angel lifted Giles in his arms again and carried him up to his comfortable bed.

"I am very hot," the Englishman murmured, pushing the duvet which covered him up to his shoulders away.

The vampire touched Giles' hot and clammy forehead then lay down near him.

"Lie next to me Rupert, I’m cold."

Giles hesitated an instant, feeling awkward, then nestled between the vampire’s arms. He snuggled closer to the cold body next to him and rested his head on Angel's broad chest, just above his unbeating heart. With a little happy sigh he closed his eyes, snuggled even closer and fell asleep, dreaming of snow and ice covering the English countryside.

Two minutes later Angel pulled Giles on top of him. He slid his hands along his back, slick with sweat, and rested them on the firm and muscular buttocks. He caressed them with sensual delight, purring with pleasure. He had dreamt of doing this for a long time. He had been strongly attracted to Giles from the first time he had seen him, and had wanted him immediately. And the only way of staying near him was to be Buffy’s boyfriend … He did not love Buffy at the beginning, but over time he had fallen in love with her. He frowned and shivered, his mind haunted by horrible recollections of how this cursed love had awoken Angelus and had then led him to hell. Even if Buffy still loved him, his love for her had faded. Angel turned his head towards Giles’, nestled against his shoulder, and licked then kissed his lips. He was not in love with Giles, had never been in love with the man and never would be. It was strictly forbidden. Angelus did not have to reappear.

[I just want him, that’s all. And I shall have him.]

He rolled Giles onto his back then knelt between his legs, having pushed them apart. He bent towards the human and kissed him again. Giles woke up at this precise moment. He was very surprised, but immediately returned the kiss because he wanted to kiss Angel so much; in fact from the first time he had seen him. He had fallen in love with him at first sight, but had repressed his love in the depths of his heart because the vampire loved Buffy, and still loved her.

[Angel is kissing you but he doesn’t love you, Rupert, he can’t love you because of the gypsy curse. If he knew bliss again, Angelus would reappear and Angel doesn’t want that, and I don’t want that either.]

"Oh, Angel! Make love to me!" [Angel wants to make love to me! I can’t believe it! My dream’s come true!… But he’s in love with Buffy… perhaps he’s bisexual and needs to make love to a man. Oh I don’t care! And forget about Buffy! Let’s just think about him and you. ]

Angel beamed. "Yes, Rupert." [That’s unexpected! He offered himself to me. Mmmm… Perhaps he’s not straight after all. Perhaps he’s homosexual and needs a man inside him… and I’m going to be that man, soon.]

Giles slid his arms around the vampire's waist and opened his mouth so that Angel could deepen the kiss. Angel cupped Giles’ face and gently pushed his tongue past his lips, seeking the former Watcher’s tongue. He then slowly started to run his own tongue over Giles'. The Englishman licked and sucked the undead’s tongue, purring with pleasure. Angel broke the kiss, moved further down, leaned forward and ran his tongue around the head of Giles' penis, sliding it up and down, farther into his mouth. The former Watcher closed his eyes in pure pleasure and gave himself over to the vampire's care. He jumped a bit when Angel's finger brushed against his anus.

"I want you inside me, Angel," Giles said, trembling with need. "Make love to me, please."

"You want me, I want you, I think everything’s perfect," Angel whispered softly into Giles' ear before he laughed and placed another soft kiss on Giles' warm lips.

Giles jumped when Angel rubbed his nipples under his cold thumbs. He groaned when the vampire began to run his fingers along his hardening shaft. Angel swirled his finger round the head of Giles’ penis, then wrapped his hand around and could feel the pulsing. Giles started to rock his hips. Angel worked his hand up and down, pumping harder and faster. The throbbing member was soon hard rock and the former Watcher exploded with a cry of agony, splashing forward onto Angel's hand and arm. He then lay down on his back on the damp mattress, breathing deeply, trying to catch his breath. Angel flicked his tongue out to touch the head of the other man’s cock, sticky with semen. He licked it clean, groaning with pleasure, and Giles was rapidly fully erect again.

Giles closed his eyes, a blissful smile on his lips as Angel’s tongue danced along his length. He gasped when the vampire took the head of his straining shaft in his mouth and sucked, hard. He yelled when his lover deep throated his cock and sucked hard once more. He bucked his hips involuntarily and Angel grasped his hips to immobilize him. The vampire gave small licks to the seeping tip and began to bob his head up and down on the hot and thick penis. Giles moaned, was shaken by spasms and stiffened. Both he and Angel knew he was close to coming again. Angel sucked hard once more and Giles ejaculated a second time with a feral cry into his lover’s mouth and throat. Angel swallowed the sperm eagerly, delighted, until the last drop, then he placed another soft kiss on Giles' lips.

"How do you feel, luv?" he asked the former Watcher who was panting, sweating, feeling drained.

"I feel drained."

"I am going to let you rest now, Rupert, you need to sleep to get back your strength."

Giles nodded, closed his eyes again and fell asleep almost immediately, smiling, sated and contented. Angel got up out of the bed and left his bedroom. He was hungry.



*****


Roars of pure terror made Angel jump some hours later, while he prepared chicken soup for Giles. He hurled himself into his bedroom and discovered Giles staking invisible vampires (except for him) with the leg of a chair, which he had broken. The ex-Watcher stood still as soon as he saw Angel, and then integrated him into his hallucinations.

"You…" he growled, his face contorted in pain and anger and rage, his mind full of images of Angelus torturing him.

Giles suddenly rushed at the vampire brandishing his "stake" and tried to plunge it in Angel’s heart. Angel snatched the improvised weapon from Giles’ hand and hit him hard on the chin, knocking him unconscious. The vampire caught Giles before he hit the floor, lifted him in his arms and lay him down on the bed. He then fetched ropes to tie Giles to the bed. When he came back he discovered the Englishman in the corner of the bedroom. His knees were tucked to his chest, his arms tightly around his legs and his chin rested on his knees. He was curled up into a shivering ball.

"Help me," Giles murmured.

Angel nodded. "Yes, I’m going to help you, Rupert."

"Thank you."

He pulled Giles up, and then helped him to walk towards the bed. The ex-Watcher slumped on the mattress, utterly spent, and let the vampire tie him to the bed. He knew he had to do it because due to his hallucinations he could be very dangerous, like just now. He could hurt Angel and hurt himself too. He closed his eyes and fell in a semi comatose sleep.

Giles was plagued by hallucinations and horrible nightmares on the rare occasions when he slept) for almost two days before the effects of the Kazaar demon poison wore off. He then spent the next two days in a deep sleep, regaining his strength.

Angel spent the fifth day re-hydrating Giles and making him eat, because he was far too weak to drink and feed by himself. He also washed him, then licked him, kissed him, caressed him, for hours, everywhere. He gave him blowjobs then watched him sleeping peacefully, dreaming of making love to him again. He so wanted him!

On the morning of the sixth day Giles was awakened by the appetising smell of an English breakfast and went to the kitchen, still a bit groggy and disoriented. As soon as he saw Angel he thanked him for having taken care of him for almost a week, and then devoured all the dishes that the vampire had prepared for him. After breakfast, Giles wanted to take a shower, but Angel asked him to stay with him, because he wanted to make love to him, and the human complied with great pleasure.

"Please suck me, Rupert," Angel demanded.

Giles sank to his knees between the vampire’s legs and opened his bathrobe (he had borrowed one of Giles’). He leant forward and wrapped his fingers around his lover’s half erect penis. With the other hand he cupped Angel’s testicles and slowly took the shaft into his mouth. He stilled, hearing the vampire's moan from above him, then very slowly drew his mouth up the rapidly hardening member until just the tip was resting between his lips. He lapped at the head twice, he flicked his tongue across it, then he still very lowly sank down on the cock, taking in almost the whole length of the undead into his eager mouth. Angel closed his eyes in pleasure and tipped his head back. His hands rested on Giles’ head and he entangled his fingers in his hair, and massaged his scalp. He groaned in pure bliss when the ex-Watcher started to lick the underside of his rock hard cock, from base to tip. When the human reached the head of his throbbing shaft, nibbling the head, he felt his legs turn to jelly. He brought his hands to his lover’s temples and pushed Giles down onto his straining penis. Giles took as much of the shaft into his mouth as possible until the head hit the back of his throat.

Angel closed his hands on the back of the ex-Watcher’s head and started to thrust. Giles cupped the vampire’s buttocks and pulled Angel closer so that his nose was in his pubic hair. He buried his face between his inner thighs and worked his throat and mouth around the pulsing member. It did not last long. A minute after he started to choke, Angel thrust one last time, hard, into Giles‘ mouth and the throat that engulfed him; suddenly arched, stiffened and exploded with a feral cry, shaken by spasms. The ex-Watcher gasped, coughed, withdrew his mouth from the vampire’s cock but kept sucking, swallowing every last drop of the cold, dead semen. Then sat on the floor, panting, licking the fruitless sperm on his lips.

Angel helped Giles to get up, then he gently lay him down him on the table between the empty plates and dishes. He parted his lover’s legs and settled between them. He placed the head of his saliva-slicked penis at his lover’s tight opening and started to press in. Giles moaned, then he groaned out loud when the thick crown passed through the ring of muscle. He arched on the varnished wood and grasped Angel’s wrists, feeling the ice-cold shaft slowly slide inside him inch by inch. He relaxed as much as possible, and as soon as Angel brushed his prostate he thrust back against the thick penis in his ass, impaling himself even more. He uttered a low groan as he was filled completely, and his whole body trembled.

Angel started long, slow and gentle thrusts, watching Giles’ ecstatic face as he rubbed against his hot flesh with his shaft, hearing his sighs, moans, and grunts, very pleased to make him contented. Little by little the vampire accelerated his pace and started slamming into the ex-Watcher, hitting his prostate with each thrust. Giles’ breath became ragged and the man tilted his hips back up, grinding himself against the vampire like he was possessed by a lust demon. Angel had to grasp his hips to hold him in place to continue to penetrate him. His movements became rough and erratic as his inner demon surfaced, and he pounded into Giles fiercely, driven by primal lust and untamed desire.

The vampire grabbed his lover’s testicles and squeezed them brutally, bruising them, then he took the rock hard penis and squeezed it too roughly, causing Giles to cry out with both pain and pleasure. Giles finally exploded into orgasm. His entire body began to shake with the intensity of the absolute pleasure rushing through him as his cock erupted, shooting hot strings of his semen across his partner’s chest. His inner muscles clamped around Angel’s throbbing shaft in a series of contractions that immediately triggered the vampire’s climax.

As Angel exploded into orgasm his face contorted in almost painful pleasure and he roared like a wild beast. He then bent over Giles and crushed his lips to his in a feral kiss, then he withdrew to make Giles roll on his stomach on the table. The ex-Watcher, in full post-climax haze, did not resist or say anything. Angel smelt blood and could not resist running his tongue down the cleft between his buttocks until he reached the puckered hole of his lover's anus. Slowly he circled his tongue around and around the tight opening, purring with pleasure. Giles found this violently arousing; he moaned and felt his softened penis getting hard again.

"Fuck me again, Angel!" he begged.

"No," the vampire said, realizing he had hurt Giles and that he was bleeding inside.

Giles turned round and suddenly realized he was hurt as he felt a terrible pain inside him. As he was utterly spent too, he staggered and then everything dissolved into darkness. Angel caught the unconscious man before he hit the floor and laid him down him on the couch. He slid a pillow under his head and covered him with the tartan rug. He surveyed his lover and noticed that his testicles and penis were bruised, but what concerned him most was that he had rectal tearing and bleeding. Worried for Giles, he called the paramedics.



*****


Buffy, Xander, Willow, Oz, Cordelia and Wesley came closer to the bed when Giles moaned, and then slowly opened his eyes. Buffy took her former Watcher’s hand tightly in hers. Giles blinked. He was very surprised to discover his friends around him, and especially to discover he was in a hospital bed. Then he remembered that Angel had hurt him whilst he fucked him hard and fiercely, and he also remembered how the vampire had mistreated his genitals. He thought that the vampire must have been afraid for him and had called the paramedics. He suddenly paled and quivered, thinking that Buffy and the others knew that Angel and he had made love together. He wanted to keep that fact very private; it was too personal for the others to share. He noticed Angel standing near the window. He sent a questioning glance to Angel which asked: Do they know?" And Angel answered him by shaking his head. Immediately Giles sighed in relief.

"Hey, Giles! How do you feel?" Buffy asked, worried. "Angel said that you had passed out."

Giles nodded. "Yes, indeed Buffy I had… I wanted to do too much. I am still weak."

"Then you should rest, Giles."

Giles closed his eyes, too tired to keep them open any longer, and drifted back to sleep.

Once all the Scoobies had gone Angel, who had stayed to watch Giles sleeping again, kissed him gently on the lips, parted from the sleeper and said:

"Good night Rupert."

He left then.


*****


Two days later

The vampire lowered his eyes, feeling very embarrassed, guilty, and sorry, then he looked up at Giles, who was standing in front of him. "I’m sorry Rupert, I didn’t want to hurt you, to make you suffer."

The ex-Watcher nodded. "I know Angel, I know." He took Angel's hand and pulled him against him. "I forgive you."

Angel gave him a sad smile. "You have forgiven me many things, Rupert … "

Giles nodded again. "That’s true."

Angel stroked the man’s strong jawline. "Friends?"

"Friends."

The vampire captured Giles’ face between the palms of his hands and planted a slow, wet, searching kiss on the man's mouth.

"Friends yes," he said after he had broken the kiss.

"I want you."

Angel embraced Giles and crushed his lips against the mortal’s mouth. Giles melted instantly into the arms of the vampire, and a firm hand pressed against Angel's back as he drew their bodies together. He purred and asked: "Make love to me."

"Rupert, you just got out of hospital two days ago, I don’t believe that’s a very good idea."

Giles smiled. "You’re right. All right, no anal sex for me, but oral sex, yes? Please, Angel."
The vampire nodded.


*****


Angel slid his hands over the mortal’s chest, playing with the soft greying hair and erect nipples for some time before sliding them up over the broad and smooth shoulders, down the muscular arms until just one continued to slide along the man's side to his thigh. Giles gasped when the very cold fingers found his throbbing penis. He moaned then when Angel tightened them around the base of his penis and then placed a light kiss on the already glistening head. He stuck out his tongue and dipped it into the slit, eliciting a long groan from Giles who clutched at the bedspread, barely controlling himself. Angel took the eager erection bobbing under his nose, swiped his tongue up the underside a couple of times with hard strokes, opened his mouth and swallowed Giles down to the root. The former Watcher cried out and arched on the bed.

"Oooooh God!" he breathed, panting hard.

Angel’s tongue ran swirls along its smooth and warmth surface, and then he gently nibbled the penis here and there, making Giles tremble. He pulled back, bringing his mouth off of him. Angel sucked hard on the tip and then slid down as far as he could go and sucked again. Sliding his mouth up and down. Giles‘ breathing became ragged, and he was squirming on the mattress, close to ecstasy. Giles let out a strangled scream as the vampire’s icy mouth drove down on his burning shaft and arched into it as his orgasm thundered through his body. Suddenly, he stilled. His balls tightened, drew against his body and he climaxed in Angel’s waiting mouth. The hot seed shot down Angel’s throat and the undead swallowed it all. He licked Giles clean after that. He leaned across and lightly kissed the ex-Watcher’s parted lips. Giles regarded him through half-lowered lids. A tired but blissful smile surfaced. Angel wrapped his arms around the human and waited for his lover's breathing to steady.

Angel exhaled a long, sad sigh. "I have to go now. I can’t stay here, you know that."

Giles nodded. "Yes, I know. That’s the story of my life. Everyone leaves me, alive or dead."

The vampire kissed the ex-Watcher on his forehead. "I’m sure that one day someone will stay with you, Rupert. One day I’m sure you’ll be happy and loved."

Giles nodded. "I hope you’re right."

"Good bye, Rupert." Angel said before leaving the bedroom.

"Good bye, Angel, my friend."


*****


Two weeks later

Giles placed the newly steeped pot of tea on his desk, next to his glasses, his book and his favorite mug, the yellow one with "kiss the librarian" written in black on it. He wrapped the robe around his waist and sat down. He poured Earl Grey in the mug then picked up the book he had abandoned a long time ago. After three hours of reading he yawned and decided to retire. He had just got up when the doorbell rang. When he answered the door, Giles blinked, very surprised. Ethan Rayne was standing in front of him. He was then astonished when the sorcerer stepped forward to embrace him before pushing him inside his apartment.

Ethan pinned the former Watcher against the closest wall and kissed him hard. Still kissing, he slid a hand under Giles’ pajamas top and let it roam over his chest before allowing it to go lower down towards his belly and lower belly. When his fingers met the waistband of the pants, Giles suddenly unfroze and struggled to free himself. He managed to push Ethan away from him and raised his fist.

"You bast…" he began.

He did not finish his sentence. Ethan punched him right in the jaw, knocking him to the floor.

"I love you, Ripper! I want you! I need you!"

The sorcerer forced the ex-Watcher to lie on his back and straddled his hips. He grabbed his wrists, pinned them on the carpet and crushed his lips again on Giles’. He forced his tongue past his teeth and probed, tasted his mouth, moaning with pleasure inside it. Giles bucked his hips in an attempt to free himself, but only manage to rub his groin against Ethan’s, and he found himself growing hard. Ethan felt Giles’ erection pressing against his, of course, and it encouraged him to continue what he was doing. He devoured Giles’ mouth and felt a shiver run down his spine when their tongues finally met, willingly. The firmer Watcher relaxed, stopped struggling and gave in to pleasure; the pleasure of being kissed, the pleasure of being loved, and the pleasure of having someone. It had been a long time since he had had all these things.

Ethan knew he had made Ripper his again when he felt him kissing back, deeper, hungrily. They kissed each other with open-mouths, moaning, groaning and grunting. Soon they were both breathing hard and moaning. Finally the sorcerer pulled away and released Giles’ wrists. The younger man read love and desire in Ethan’s dark eyes. He felt the tenderness when Ethan caressed his cheek. Tears rolled down his cheeks.

"I’m really sorry. I didn’t want to hurt you, Ripper. But it was the only way to make you my lover again. I had to almost rape you the first time, do you remember? You were a wild beast, hating everyone, fighting everyone, refusing to love, refusing to be loved. You so needed to love someone; you so needed to be loved, like now. Am I wrong?"

Giles shook his head. "Noo," he uttered, mingled with a sob. "Stay with me Ethan. Love me."

Ethan nodded. "I will, I promise, I swear. I will even make love to you if you want to, Ripper."

He grinned and Giles grinned too.

"Ethan… I always loved you. But… You made me suffer so much. You were horrible to me. So I buried this love deep inside my heart and I forgot it… for more than twenty years. Ethan… if you make me suffer, and if you treat me badly again… I’m not sure I could cope with that any more. To stop myself from killing myself for a second time."

Ethan paled and trembled. "You tried to commit suicide?"

Giles nodded. "Yes, but I didn’t do it. Obviously, because my mother was ill and my death would have killed her. I coped, but it was very hard. My heart was broken in a thousand pieces. I so loved you and… Oh! I don’t want to talk about it. It’s over." He trailed his finger over Ethan’s nose, then over his lips. "You’re still so beautiful…"

Ethan blushed with pleasure. "Thank you, and you’re still lickable, suckable, and fuckable, Ripper. Do you want me?"

"Oh yes!"

Ethan bent over Giles and unbuttoned his pajamas top with nimble fingers before slipping it off from his former lover, and lover again. He slid it under him before throwing it aside unceremoniously. He groaned with pleasure discovering the broad shoulders, the ample, lightly haired chest, the muscular arms, and the flat stomach. He moved away from Giles’ hips and pulled his trousers down to his ankles and then tugged them off. He threw them on the floor next to the door that he had closed and locked. He then observed the former Watcher laid on the carpet relaxed, completely naked, in his entirety. He had wide shoulders, muscular arms, and lean thighs, narrow hips, probably round and firm buttocks (as he couldn’t see them) and well-built long legs. A light mat of curling hair ran from his broad chest in a line downward, to disappear in the dark springing hair between his legs where nestled the impressive proof of his maleness.

He murmured: "You’re beautiful too, Ripper. Oooh yes!"

Ethan opened Giles’ legs wide with his knees and bent over him again to lick his chin, to circle his tongue around the Adam’s apple, to nip the tender flesh at the base of his neck. He rained small, soft and wet kisses along the collarbone, down the line of graying hairs which led to Giles’ penis, now fully erect and radiating heat.

Ethan took the penis in his trembling hand and gazed at it for few seconds before running his tongue over the head, re-discovering the taste and the texture, eliciting gasps of pleasure from Giles. He then kissed and nipped down the length while he delicately massaged the sac at the base. He returned his attention to the head and flicked his tongue over the gland, and licked the pre-cum there, sliding the tip of his tongue in the delicate slit. Giles squirmed and bucked his hips involuntarily. Ethan smirked and then engulfed the entire penis in his mouth and his throat. Shivers of unbelievable pleasure traveled through the former Watcher’s whole body and settled in his penis, making it even harder. Giles’ breathing became ragged.

"Oooooaaah! Oh Ethan! Ethaaaan!"

Ethan’s cheeks hollowed as he began to suck up Giles’ throbbing shaft, moving one hand up, round and over, the other one massaging the testicles. Giles completely relaxed, closed his eyes and concentrated on his pleasure. Purring like a big cat. Ethan employed every skill of his mouth and tongue, every trick he had learned over the years since they were lovers, bringing Giles close to his climax. When he suddenly bit down on the head, dripping with pre-cum, Giles shouted in pain and then in pleasure as he exploded in jerky undulations, splashing Ethan’s hands and silk shirt.

The sorcerer hurried to take all his clothes off, coated his steely shaft with saliva then slowly placed his index finger on Giles' anus. He pushed past the tight muscle and slid into the other man. He rubbed his prostate gently, massaging and stretching him. The sensation caused the other man to tremble and gasp. He moved it in and out a few times and then, as he felt Giles loosening up withdrew it, to replace it with two fingers. The two fingers moved in and out. A minute later, he added a third finger. Several minutes later he add a fourth finger. When Giles impaled himself on his fingers moaning his name, shaking in desire, Ethan knew that his lover was ready. He positioned himself between Giles’ legs and lifted them so that they lay over his shoulders. He pressed the slippery tip of his fully erect member against Giles' anus, and managed to force himself through the ring of muscle. He then grasped the younger man’s hips and lifted him to pull him closer.

"Slowly and gently, Ethan, all right?" Giles said, a little apprehensive because he had been hurt there by Angel.

Ethan nodded. "All right."

His member stopped a fraction of a second in the opening of his lover's loins then he pushed himself inside, just like that. Ethan felt the blood pounding in his penis and held still, so as not to release his seed yet. Giles was suddenly shaken by spasms and moaned. Ethan cautiously entered Giles catching him under his buttocks, pushing his knees between his thighs. Slowly, with tiny thrusts, he embedded himself deep inside the hot waiting body of his lover, the tip banging up against Giles' prostate. Ethan then lay still a minute to give him a chance to become used to his size, then asked him:

"Are you ready Ripper?"

Giles nodded and Ethan withdrew, then he thrust back into the tight heat of the ex-Watcher.

Ethan began to thrust, gently and slowly, inside Giles not wanting to rush the moment. The sorcerer gritted his teeth and stopped in order not to explode. His lover was so tight, so warm, so smooth, so wet, that the desire to come was almost overwhelming. He pulled himself out and had to press the base of his penis to make the urge to release disappear.

Giles raised himself on his elbows, frowning, worried. "What is it, Ethan? Please tell me luv."

Ethan smiled reassuringly. "It’s nothing, don’t worry. You feel so very good Ripper… that I’m afraid I’ll finish too quickly. I want to enjoy you as long as possible. Now let’s try the doggy position, all right?"

The former Watcher turned his back to Ethan and place himself on all fours. He hollowed his back, raised his buttocks and parted his legs to open himself to his lover. Ethan entered Giles, carefully controlling his ardor, then he slowly buried himself up to the base of his penis eliciting a long contented moan from his partner. He then started long and unhurried strokes. Giles wrapped his fingers around his straining shaft and began to pleasure himself. Ethan pressed one hand on Giles‘ lower back to keep him firmly in place and used the other one to caress his shoulders, spine, and buttocks. He slid it underneath and brushed the patch of sensitive skin between the anus and the testicles. Giles suddenly jerked and clenched around Ethan. The sorcerer was suddenly shaken with a series of spasms and convulsed in orgasm. He came with a hoarse cry. Giles felt hot seed filling him and that triggered his release. He emptied himself on the carpet with a feral cry and collapsed. Ethan fell forward on top of his lover. Both lay still, groaning and shuddering from the intensity of their release for long minutes. Then they both stirred, sated and contented. Ethan lay down on his back, a blissful smile on his lips, and purred when Giles came to snuggle up to him, wrapping a possessive arm around his waist. They looked at each other then they licked their lips.

"I love you, Ripper," Ethan said before kissing Giles with passion. "I love you so much."

Giles grinned. "Likewise. Now let’s go to bed."

"To sleep?"

"No, you had me, now I’m going to have you."

"Mmmm… Ripper."

END