Giles' Lovers :
Angel

Hot and Cold
by Anne

Giles opened the front door and shivered on seeing Angel on his porch, his hands were pushed in the pockets of his black coat.

"Good evening, Giles."

"Good evening, Angel. Please do come in."

"Thank you," the vampire said before entering the living room. The Watcher closed the door behind him. "You wanted to speak to me about something, Giles?"

Giles approached the counter of the kitchen and took the bottle of Scotch, which was next to two glasses there.

"Can I offer you a drink?"

"No, thank you. Giles, what do you have to say to me?"

Giles took a deep breath then he looked the vampire straight in his eyes, embarrassed.

"Angel, before you leave and not return, I wanted to apologize to you. I behaved badly toward you since you returned from hell; I was cold, distant, unpleasant, and aggressive when I should not have been. It was because I was unable to see the difference between Angelus and you. Between the monster which made me suffer and you who often helped me and often saved my life."

Angel nodded again. "Xander told me that Angelus had beat you up then broke two fingers."

Giles looked at his left hand immediately. The fingers that Angelus had broken were still a little bit stiff and would stay that way. He then looked at the vampire again. His face darkened.

"He did other things to me." His voice was raspy with emotion. "Xander knows only the visible part of the iceberg..."

"Yes, I suspected it. He tortured you for hours for pleasure, right?"

"Yes and… and he has… he has..."

Angel shivered. Giles’ glance was haunted. "He did to you what he did to all his enemies before you break them. He raped you."

Giles was suddenly nauseous and had to fight with all of his strength not to vomit. He poured a glass of Scotch with a shaking hand and swallowed immediately the alcohol in one gulp.

"There, I said to you what I had to say to you. You can go away now. It’s going to be dawn soon."

He turned his back to the vampire.

"I’m not going anywhere. You need help, Rupert, because you’re still in a state of shock."

Giles’ shoulders slumped. "How can I forget that he raped me?"

He emitted a strangled sob.

"You don’t have to forget it Rupert, but to accept it and not suffer anymore, not be haunted anymore by this rape, your rape. It happened and you can’t change it. So that you can feel better it is necessary to firstly alleviate your shame in not being capable of resisting him …"

"How?"

"Cry. Just cry. It’s simple but efficient. You didn’t cry after Angelus tortured and raped you, did you?"

"No, I had no chance; in the daytime I had to work, I had to take care of the children and for that I had to be … Giles, Giles the Vulcan or Giles of Borg. At night I patrolled and I did what Buffy should have done had she been here. After her return, I would have been able to cry because I stayed at home at night but my tears had dried up. I couldn’t cry anymore, I was incapable of it. I began to be plagued by nightmares and to be able to sleep I began to drink a lot to sink into alcohol induced oblivion… I still have nightmares every night and I continue to drink Scotch… And I am ashamed of myself. I should be strong, but I am not."

The vampire took Giles by his arm and turned him round. He noticed the man’s eyes were red and wet with tears.

"You’re not strong any more. But you will become strong again. Cry Rupert, it will do you good. I offer you my shoulder to cry on. Then, when you’re all cried out, I shall comfort you, because the comfort is the second part of the treatment. All right?"

"It’s very kind, thank you Angel. Thank you."

The Watcher suddenly threw himself against Angel's chest and burst into tears against his shoulder. He cried and sobbed there for half an hour tightly embracing the vampire. Once calmed, he stepped back and wiped his wet face with his big white handkerchief, which he had taken out of his trouser pocket.

"Thank you, Angel, you’re right, I feel much better."

Angel nodded. "And now the comfort."

He pulled Giles against him and held him tightly in his arms, before rubbing his back, in circles. Then he slid his hands towards the buttocks and stroked them gently. Giles wrapped his arms round Angel's waist then nestled his face against the cold, sweet neck. The vampire kissed the Watcher on his forehead, and then he licked his nose and his lips. They looked at each other hungrily for some seconds then Giles closed his eyes and opened his mouth, inviting Angel to kiss him, and that’s what he immediately did. He explored Giles' palate, inner cheeks, enjoying it. Giles tasted of Earl Grey tea and Scotch. Then he felt the human’s tongue coming to meet his, to map it, to play with it, to suck and lick it. Giles wrapped his arms around Angel's waist pulling him hard against his own body while the vampire concentrated on deepening the kiss. Giles purred. It had been such a long, long time since anyone had kissed him like this. They rubbed against each other, continuing to kiss with need, moaning, grunting, and groaning in each other’s mouths. Angel suddenly moved away from Giles and hurried to unbutton his shirt and his trousers.

"Let me undress you, Rupert. I want to see you naked. I know that you’re very beautiful."

Giles moved back. "Angel, no, wait!"

"You don’t want comfort? My lovemaking? I believed that you wanted it."

"Yes, I want it … I so want it." He frowned intrigued. "How do you know that I like making love to a man?"
"I didn’t know, until you wanted me to kiss you. So what's happening Rupert? Tell me."

"Angel, you’re cursed. If you experience true happiness, you will become Angelus again."

"For that to happen, it would be necessary that I love you, Rupert and that you love me, and that our love peaks with our climax. But that isn't true, is it? So it will not happen, don't worry." He reached out and gently ran a finger down the Watcher’s cheek. Giles leaned into his caress. He sucked and bit his earlobe, trailing hot, wet kisses down the side of the man's neck. "Now, can I continue to take your clothes off?"

Giles nodded. "Yes, you can."


* *


When Giles was completely naked Angel paced around him, letting a finger trail on his skin, devouring him with his eyes. The prominent bulge in his trousers betrayed the strong desire he felt for him. In the meantime the Watcher slowly stroked his hard member, dreaming that Angel took him in his mouth.

Angel stopped to closely examine the numerous scars which streaked the back of the human being.

"You suffered a lot, Rupert."

Giles nodded. "Yes. First he cut my skin with a knife and licked my blood, then he burned me with his cigarette on my back and sides, then he burned me with a poker on my back and thighs too. He then whipped me… before all that, though, he had beaten me up and broken two of my ribs. But I said nothing to him, not a word."

Angel was very impressed. "And you resisted him, you’re really very strong and very brave."

"I was, yes. Having concluded that torturing me would not make me speak, he decided to rape me. He did it taking advantage of my physical weakness. I tried to resist, I struggled, I hit him but he was too strong … but I didn’t speak either. Then he calmed down, treated my wounds, helped me to dress, and was gentle with me; he wanted me to lower my guard, so that next time he tortured me I’d break... I remained mute and still defiant, so he broke two of my fingers. I provoked him then and he wanted to torture me with… with a chainsaw…"

"Stop, Rupert, I know what happened next. You told Xander and he repeated it to me. But all this is over now. It belongs in the past. I know you couldn't forget everything that happened to you at Angelus’ hands, but I hope you can enjoy it with me now, all right?"

Giles nodded. "I’m going to try."

"Good."

Angel moved to face Giles. Licking his lips, he reached out, trailing fingertips down the man’s cheek, drifting along his jaw until they came to the chin, which he lifted. He then lightly placed a sweet kiss on his mouth and just after that he began caressing the hard nipples. Giles groaned and leaned against the stroking fingers. Angel started to lick his way down the Watcher's chest, stopping here and there to nibble. Then he worked his way back up until he reached the Watcher’s nipples. He traced a cold finger around the right one then teased it with his tongue, flicking back and forth until the other man was squirming. He sucked on the nub, drawing it up into his mouth. Giles moaned with pleasure, tossing his head and started to pant. Angel moved on, swirling his icy tongue around the other one. He then kissed his way down to Giles’ navel, which he quickly explored with the tip of his tongue whilst sliding his hands up his sides. He then let his hands wander down Giles' back to clutch at his firm buttocks, squeezing and rubbing the muscles there while pressing his pelvis against Giles’. When he brushed the tight opening of his loins he felt him stiffen and heard him gasp.

"I won't penetrate you if you don’t wish it Rupert, I want to please you, not make you suffer. "

Giles nodded again. "Yes, I know Angel. Thank you. But-but I want you inside me."

The vampire’s knee forced its way between Giles’ legs. They kissed again and the Watcher groaned, feeling his cock pressing hard against the fly of Angel’s jeans. He moved his hand lower and felt the undead’s erection twitch through the denim. Rubbing slowly over the bulge, he heard the vampire’s breath quicken. Reaching up to the waistband, he unfastened the button with nimble fingers, pulling down the zipper and snaked his left hand inside. When he touched silk covered flesh, Angel let out a low growl. Giles shivered.

Angel knelt in front of the Watcher and nuzzled in the black curls of his pubis. Giles felt his blood streaming in his abdomen and his pleasure quickly increased. The vampire then licked and sucked the man’s sensitive inner thighs then moved further up to wrap his ice-cold fingers around his burning sex. Giles gasped at the two sensations: he could feel fingers around his hard shaft stroking him slowly, gently, and feel cold around his shaft like an iced gauntlet. He moaned when Angel kissed the tip of his full erect sex then swirled his tongue around it. He arched his back, closed his eyes and spread his legs wider. Angel began to massage his testicles with his free hand whilst he licked Giles’ member, enjoying the tiny noises that escaped the other man’s lips. When the crimson helmet of his cock was plump and pounding with desire and coated with gleaming saliva, Angel caressed Giles’ member with his mouth feeling it beat with desire between his lips, slowly, from root to tip. For a moment the Watcher could not breathe at all, the sensations simply overwhelmed him. Angel was licking at him, nibbling him; sucking on him, as strongly as he could.

"Aaaaaaaaaaaaaah… Aaaaaaaah! Oh God! It’s good, so good…"

Angel smiled. "It’s good for me too, Rupert. How long has it been since you last made love?"

"Aaaah! Such a long time. "

The vampire lowered his head, slid it between Giles' legs and lapped his scrotum. The Watcher let out choked little gasps then uttered soft sounds of pleasure. Angel took Giles’ warm and throbbing shaft in his mouth again, and with lips, and teeth, and tongue, and with a century of skill in loving, he brought the Watcher to a gasping, shuddering climax. As the first few waves of orgasm began, Giles felt his body begin to tremble then he shuddered when he felt his testicles tighten. A hot flood of sensation suddenly rushed through his stiffened body as he came. Angel tasted the salty fluid, swallowed a little of it then took the rest of his seed to cover his rock hard penis with. He then worked one slick finger into the Watcher’s hot, tight opening, very gently, taking his time, not wanting to frighten the man more than he surely was.

"Do you really want me to continue, Rupert? I can stop and give you another blow job."

Giles shook his head. "Yes… aaah… yes, please."

Angel carefully worked a second finger inside Giles, massaging, stretching, where the other was so tight. Giles almost felt his legs go jellylike and managed to remain standing.

"Ooh! My God!" He breathed his whole body trembling, assaulted by waves of pain-pleasure.

He screamed and shuddered when Angel found his prostate and brushed it. Giles stiffened and this time he collapsed. Once the Watcher was lying on his back on the floor, panting, his legs parted, the vampire unbuttoned his trousers, lowered the zipper, and snaked his hand in his briefs to free his cock, stiffened and swollen with blood and pleasure. He then knelt between Giles’ legs, spreading them a little wider, then slid three fingers in the man’s tight entrance and continued to thrust. He groaned when he felt the tight muscles relax; begin to stretch, to loosen up. Giles was ready to accept his penis now.

"Are you really sure that you want me, Rupert? Because I can stop this."

Giles nodded. "Oh! Yes, I’m sure."

Angel gently removed his fingers from Giles’ wonderful tightness, and hurried to undress.

"Oh God! You’re so beautiful, Angel." The Watcher exclaimed, just before the vampire lay on top of him. He caressed his cheek. "Don’t hurt me, please."

"I won’t Rupert. I promise.

Angel knelt down between Giles' legs, eased him on his lap and guided the tip of his cock between the man's inner thighs. The Watcher at first stiffened and the vampire had to fondle his testicles so that he could relax. He then had to press with all his weight to overcome Giles' involuntary resistance. The Englishman shouted when Angel penetrated him, just has little.

"Aaaah! Oh my God!"

He let out a sob. The vampire stopped immediately to let the human get used to his size and wrapped an arm around him. He kissed him on his lips then let a trail of wet small kisses from his throat to his hard right nipple he licked and sucked. After that he pushed back against the Watcher, gently, and he felt himself slowly slide deeper, gasping at the wonderful sensation. Giles was so tight and hot!

Giles shivered feeling Angel ice-cold cock slowly penetrate his loins to fill him little by little.

Angel pressed on Giles' thighs, pushed them aside a little more almost quartering the Watcher then suddenly he plunged deep inside him with one powerful thrust. Giles arched as if he had received a stab and uttered a strangled cry. Angel worked his way in, and then held still for a second before pulling back out completely. With a grunt he moved back inside all the way to his testicles and began to move his hips, just a little at the beginning, slowly, in a smooth rhythm, that Giles matched readily. Quickly Angel felt the pressure start to build and he moved with more force. His right hand closed on the man’s hard shaft and he started to stroke him.

Giles moaned continuously. The pleasure-pain was disappearing little by little at each thrust replaced by relief, and then by plain pleasure. Aftera minute or so he closed his legs on Angel's back to offer himself better. The vampire groaned with enjoyment and accelerated his rhythm with his penis and hand. He began contracting his gluteal muscles, shouting his pleasure whereas Angel penetrated him deeper and faster. He was out of breath and trembled. Suddenly he felt a to shiver run down his spine, his testicles tightened and he froze in Angel's arms; all his muscles rigid. He then writhed helplessly under the vampire. Angel felt Giles jerk around him and shudder against his skin and knew he was going to come. He thrust a last time as deep as possible inside Giles and then heard him crying out. The Watcher was submerged by a wave of pleasure and exploded, his head thrown back, his teeth gritted, his back arched. He splashed the vampire’s belly and chest with his semen and saw stars in front of his dazzled eyes. He believed that he was going to lose consciousness. He barely felt Angel spilling his cold seed inside him and pull himself out of his loins. He suddenly felt as limp as a rag doll, let his legs fall on the bed, and closed his eyes. He remained immobile while Angel covered his sweaty body with kisses and licks, everywhere. His head was spinning and he was incapable of movement or coherent thought. He came out of his post-coital haze when Angel slapped him gently.

"Rupert, are you all right?" Asked the worried vampire, who placed Giles in a sitting position.

"Oh yes! I feel fine… I feel wonderful," Giles answered ,feeling happier than he could ever remember being.

Giles leaned forward and kissed his way down the wondrous body and enthusiastically licked off all traces of his sperm. When between Angel’s inner thighs he took the column of cold smooth flesh in his hand, lowered his head and tasted it, running his tongue up the underside and then settling on the tip. A drop of pre-cum glistened there. He closed his lips on it and sucked lightly. He cupped the heavy testicles with his free hand, rolling their weight in his palm and gently stroking the sensitive skin with his fingertips. Angel felt a surge of desire go through his belly and said:

"I want you again, Rupert. But I want to see your butt now."

He lifted Giles in his arms and transported him to his bedroom. He lay Giles down on the bedspread, on his stomach then trailed his cold tongue up his spine. He then slid his thumbs in the furrow, which parted the buttocks, touching the ring of tight muscle. Giles shuddered with pleasure, moaned and took the big pillow and slid it under his hips to raise his buttocks. He pushed his legs aside and waited for Angel, trembling with desire. Angel smiled, and stroked his finger over the curves of his one night stand lover and felt him writhing under his caress. He knelt down behind Giles, stroked, licked, and nibbled his round and firm buttocks, eliciting gasps of pleasure from him, then placed the tip of his rock hard penis against the opening of his loins. His member stopped there one second then plunged inside the tight, hot channel just like that. Hands grasped the man’s hips as the vampire sank inside the Watcher as far as he could, uttering the low growl of a wild beast.

Giles exhaled a long sigh, completely filled. He closed his fingers on his own stiffened penis and began to pump it. Angel started to slowly and gently penetrate him, moving in and almost out of his tight and hot channel with all his length. His strokes were long, slow, but soon his movements became more urgent, erratic, his desire escalating. His face changed suddenly to that of the demon vampire: yellow eyes shining, sharp fangs glistening with saliva… He rocked inside of Giles, pumping harder and faster. Under him the human was moaning and gasping louder and harsher, shaken with ripples of intense pleasure.

Angel began a powerful driving rhythm, each thrust slamming Giles down against the mattress. Feeling that he was going to release again, the vampire sodomized the Watcher with superhuman strength and speed. Giles screamed, thinking that he was going to die of pleasure. His heart was pounding so violently in his chest that he believed that it might stop any moment. Suddenly Angel arched, thrust a last time, stiffened and released his cold semen, as deep inside Rupert as he could. Before Giles came in his turn, Angel’s fingers tightened around his engorged and pulsing shaft as he plunged his fangs into the man’s neck. Giles had a violent start and let out a cry of pain. It started his release. While splashing the bedspread with his hot seed he tried to push the vampire away but Angel immobilized his arms behind his back, so strongly that he nearly dislocated both of his shoulders.

Giles moaned, powerless, then he felt his senses abandoning him and his body became frozen as Angel sucked his blood. A gray veil passed in front of his eyes and he collapsed.

"Angel…" he breathed before passing out.

The vampire pushed the human from him, turned him on his back, cut his wrist with his fangs and brought it towards his lips. He suddenly stopped and slid back, hit by the impact of what he had done and wanted to do. His eyes widened in horror and he found his angelic face leaving his inner demon unsatisfied and angry.

"Oh! No! Rupert, no! What have I done?" Angel moaned, horrified by what he had done, tears rolled down his cheeks.

Giles was dying. He knew that to call an ambulance would serve no purpose. Paramedics would come too late to save him. He tightened Giles against him. His skin was cold to the touch and he was trembling. His breathing was heavy and labored.

"Rupert, I’m sorry, I’m so sorry… I’m sorry, I’m sorry. " It was all that he managed to say.

"You… did nothing… except help me… Angelus bit me… drained me, killed me… It’s not your fault Angel. Your demon got the upper hand… and you could not stop… him. He… wanted to kill… me. He… finally did… it. Aaah… I'm so cold… keep me in your arms." Tears rolled down on his colorless cheeks. "I want to be buried near Jenny. I loved her so much… I’m going to join her in heaven… sweet Jenny…"

"You will be buried next to her. I promise Rupert."

"Thank you… for everything."

Angel bent towards Giles and kissed him, his heart was crushed by guilt and sorrow. Tears blurred his sight, running down his pale cheeks. Their tongues caressed and played together, a last time. Then Giles stiffened. The cold had spread over and leadened his whole body. He felt himself sliding into an abyss. His heart ceased to beat. He choked some seconds, had a last start and his breath stopped. A last sigh escaped from his lips and he died.

Angel stared at the Watcher’s body, bloodless and white, lifeless, for long minutes in a state of shock before closing Giles' empty eyes. Then he sobbed uncontrollably.


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