Gileswench Giles' father challenge:

The question was raised of why it is we all seem to write Giles' father (when he appears in fic) as a bad guy. This is a good question. Why are so many of us so convinced that such a nice guy was essentially raised by wolves?

We don't know that he was, in point of fact. For all we know, Giles' father might have been the nicest guy in the world. He might have made Albert Schweitzer look like Adolph Hitler. He might have made Ghandi look like a raving warmonger.

So I'd like to propose a challenge for fic in which Giles' father is alive and well and goes to see his son. The story may be set in either Sunnydale or Bath, it may be at any point in the Buffyverse timeline, including past or futurefic. This can be het, slash, or genfic with Giles or his father in any pairing or none at all. The only requirements are that Giles' father is: 1. Alive. 2. Nice. 3. A loving father.

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Ethan followed the man he had just met into the backroom of the bar. A quick shag then he would go to see Giles at his place to tell him all what had happened to him. He stopped when the man in front of him turned towards him, taking another drag on his cigarette. He then threw it to his feet and crushed it under the sole of his shoe. He kissed Ethan brutally, thrusting his tongue inside his mouth. He moved back then, a satisfied grin on his face. His saliva was going to annihilate the Human's will, making Ethan someone obedient, submissive. It was a matter of seconds.

Ethan frowned intrigued. The man's mouth was cold as his tongue. It was not normal. It was supposed to be warm. He suddenly understood that his future lover was .

"You are a vampire!"

"Yes, and you're my slut now human!"

Ethan, obedient and submissive nodded. "Yes, I am your slut. I belong to you, make of me what you want."

Growling, the vampire stroked the penis of the human before him, through the cloth of his briefs. Ethan moved into its hand, moaning with pleasure. The evil creature pushed down the sorcerer's trousers, then his briefs, freeing his erect member. It growled again, lower this time, its eyes burning with desire. The vampire closed its ice-cold fingers around the warm engorged flesh and held it a little, feeling it pulsating in its hand. Ethan shivered and groaned.

The demon then pushed Ethan onto a dirty couch and pulled the man to him. He parted his legs and began running its hand up and down the length of the man's fully erect penis which was throbbing in time to the rapid beating of his heart, causing Ethan to let out short sighs of pleasure. The vampire next lowered its head to it. It then began to lick the sorcerer's shaft quickly, enthusiastically, swirling its tongue around the firm, warm pulsing flesh. Ethan closed his eyes and moaned with pleasure.

The vampire moved closer and started licking the base of Ethan's penis, just above his testicles, eliciting a gasp from him. It then bent to take each of them, in turn, into its mouth, licking them and every now and then sucking one into its mouth and running its tongue around it. Ethan began panting, pleased by the sensations. The demon then moved higher and ran its tongue on the underside of Ethan's length until its lips contacted the throbbing head. It took the tip into its mouth where he proceeded to move its tongue in circles. The demon then began sucking the head carefully, while its tongue dipped into the slit. The sorcerer arched and his breath became ragged. The evil creature began sucking actively.

Ethan continued to moan as the vampire bobbed its head up and down, pressing here and there on his straining member with its lips, pausing from time to time so it could run his tongue around causing him to tremble. From there the evil creature moved lower and gave small licks on the sensitive spot between his anus and testicles provoking a low growl of pleasure from him which turned into an almost feral grunt as the demon continued lower and then started probing the entry of his loins with his very cold tongue.

Having gotten Ethan well lubricated with its tongue the vampire made him roll on his stomach, opened his legs wide and nested between them. Holding its own hard member in its hand it started to press it against Ethan's slick, warm opening. Ethan gave a shout; his lover's cock was so cold. The evil creature pressed with all its strength, but the nature refused to let it enter. It pinned Ethan on the dirty rug, pulled his buttocks brutally open and forced itself inside the ring of muscles with a powerful thrust. It managed to make penetrate Ethan enough to ram half of its shaft into the loins of the Human. Ethan groaned with both pain and pleasure. The vampire with a newly violent thrust pushed a little farther into the rectum finally engulfing itself up to the base of its cock. Feeling the vampire's cool and hard penis impaling him, Ethan uttered a long low moan and exhaled a contented sigh. The vampire was so aroused to see and feel its member disappearing bit by bit between Ethan's buttocks that it almost exploded at once. It pressed the base of its penis to cut off its urge to release and firmly grasped onto Ethan's hips he began to thrust into him, with all its iced length slamming into the sorcerer.

Feeling that he was going to release, the vampire thrusted into Ethan with its superhuman strength and speed. Ethan screamed thinking that he was going to die of pure ecstasy. Suddenly the vampire arched, thrust one last time, stiffened and released its cold semen, deep inside the sorcerer. Ethan came almost immediately after that, his fingers squeezed around his hard penis spilling his sperm onto the dirty rug beneath him with a feral cry. The vampire grabbed Ethan by his hair and suddenly plunged its fangs into his neck. The sorcerer started violently and cried out with pain. He tried to escape the evil creature but it pinned him to the floor and lay down on top of him, immobilizing his arms by pining them to his body. Ethan moaned, powerless, as he felt bit by bit his strength abandoning him and his body cooling as the vampire drank his blood with huge draughts. His breathing became heavy and labored. A gray veil slid over his eyes. His ears were buzzing and his body began to feel heavy, he felt himself sliding into an abyss. The vampire moved back, made him roll on his back and holding Ethan by his hair cut the veins of its wrists with its fangs and brought it to the dying human.

"Drink!" It ordered to Ethan.

Drawn to the intoxicating aroma Ethan obeyed. He licked the blood, sucked up it and drank it. His mouthfuls became less and less as his heart rate slowed down and finally stopped. The vampire, smiled, satisfied. It would soon have a new minion in its bed. It threw Ethan's corpse over its shoulder and crossed the dark room and moved towards the back door. It was going to take him in its crypt.

The evil creature turned the corner of the street unexpectedly meeting the Slayer. It dropped Ethan's dead body to its feet then transformed itself. It had no chance to do other things. Buffy plunged her stake in its heart and it exploded in a cloud of dust. Buffy then knelt down near Ethan's cadaver and noticed two holes left by the vampire's fangs on his neck, as well as the vampire's blood in the corner of his lips and on his chin. Ethan had been turned. She took his pulse and did not find it. He was dead.

[One bad guy out, lots to go!] Buffy thought not unsatisfied that the evil sorcerer was dead. [He won't make anybody suffer now, like he made us suffer at Halloween.]

Buffy hoisted the corpse onto her shoulders and transported it in the closest park. She lay down it at foot of a tree and put the point of her stake at the level of its heart. She was going to leave it there so that when the vampire woke up, it would fall at once into dust. She got ready to plant her stake in Ethan's now immobile heart when she thought that maybe Giles would like to do it.

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Part 2:

In the meantime at Giles' place:

Spike sat down at the edge of the bed on which Giles lay, hair tousled, bearded, and dressed in creased and dirty clothes. The ex-Watcher slept deeply knocked out by the alcohol, which he had been drinking all morning.

The vampire sighed sadly. Since Giles was unemployed, abandoned by Buffy and by the gang, he had sank bit by bit into a dark depression and got drunk to forget his seemingly miserable existence. Even Olivia had dumped him, upon finding that it was too dangerous to live near him. He was inactive and terribly lonely. He felt that nobody loved him and he had nobody to love. Plus each night he had horrific nightmares where he saw Jenny's corpse in his bed again, saw again Angelus torturing him almost to death. He whimpered and moaned, even cried in his sleep.

When Spike was still a prisoner in the bathroom of the ex-Watcher, chained in the bathtub he could hear him. He had seen him staggering into the bathroom to go to vomit in the toilet then to go away without a word, pallid, and shaky; his face wet with tears.

Spike's face darkened. Even if the physical wounds had healed, the mental wounds had remained opened. Making Giles suffer all the time, even two years later. He sighed again and his throat constricted. He had heard Giles talking with his father last evening on the phone. Giles had told him he could not live like that anymore. He wanted to die.

Spike shook his head. He could not let Giles commit suicide. All day long he had tried to cheer him up, suggesting him going to the Museum, to the zoo, to the beach, going to walk in Breakers' woods. He had become attached to the former Watcher, he considered him a father figure, but Giles had remained curled up on his bed, apathetic, a bottle of Scotch in his hand. As a last resort, he had then contacted Angel in LA and had explained everything to him. If somebody could make Giles react it was Angel because Giles hated him. The memories of Angelus torturing him for hours, for pleasure, were still very vivid in his mind... and Angelus had kept Angel's face when he had broken Giles' fingers, whipped, cut and burned his flesh. He wanted Giles to later hate Angel. and he was successful.

Spike turned the ex-Watcher on his back, confronting Angel with his homeless person's face. "Here we are, look at him Angel! He's a wreck!"

Angel shuddered. "Very well. It is necessary to sober him up first, and then I shall speak to him. Prepare some strong coffee Spike."

Angel lifted Giles in his arms and held him tightly against him as they went down the stairs. Spike followed him and began to prepare strong coffee.

Angel placed Giles in the bathtub, in a sitting position then ran the cold water by the showerhead. Giles was dipped in some seconds later. He growled and slowly opened his eyes. When he saw Angel he gasped and curled up in the bathtub, terrified. Angel took him by his shoulders to raise him. Giles roared and pushed the vampire away from him, pain, anger, and pure hatred in his eye. He snarled:

"Do not touch me!"

Angel couldn't hold his gaze. He cut the cold running water and tried to help him to get up, glancing behind him as he did. The ex-Watcher groaned and pushed the vampire away from him again but he suddenly slid on the slippery bottom of the bathtub and hit his head against the edge. He collapsed. Half conscious, Giles was not able to prevent Angel from taking him into his arms to sit him on a chair.

Angel took Giles' shirt off and grimaced seeing all his scars. Angelus had horribly tortured the English man taking great pleasure doing so, for hours. He opened his mouth to beg Giles his forgiveness, to explain to him that the last thing he wanted to do was harm him. He wanted to tell him that he would not have let that happen to him, if he had still been him in his head, that he would have stopped the beast wearing his face. He just sighed. It was pointless. No apology could bring Jenny back, erase the scars, etc.

"Giles are you all right?" He asked the ex-Librarian.

Giles shook his head. "No."

Suddenly someone knocked at the door of the bathroom. Xander entered the room. His face was marked with nasty bruises and his lips were split open and bleeding.

Giles paled, quivered and got up. "Xander! Oh my God! What happened to you?"

"My father."

He launched himself towards Giles' chest, embraced him, and then burst into tears against his shoulder.

Giles darkened and wildness shone in his eyes. He was in full Ripper mode. "Your father has beaten you again." He muttered.

Xander nodded. "Yes."

Giles took Xander by his shoulders. "I am going to go to speak to your father Xander and."

The door of the apartment was suddenly kicked down and a man rushed inside. He was in red faced and furious, sweaty, and very agitated. He held a pump-action shotgun. Spike froze on the spot in the kitchen and called up to Giles and Angel.

"Xander! I know that you are here! Show yourself! You have to go home. We need to talk about this."

Xander went pale with terror and shrank behind Giles so that he could protect him. "It's my father!"

Giles nodded. "Stay here with Angel Xander. I am going to go to speak to your father."

"Be careful Giles, he's very dangerous!"

Giles closed the door of the bathroom behind him and moved towards Hank Harris.

"Go out of my home at once!" Giles said.

Hank threatened him with his weapon, looking psychotic. "You are Rupert Giles the Englishman?"

"I am, yes. Your son is here under my protection, Mr. Harris, and he is going to stay here."

"He's my son! You have no right on him!"

"Legally that is true, but I am his friend and I shall protect him from you. You will not hurt him anymore."

"You foreign bastard! You won't have my son!"

Hank Harris fired. The force of the impact sent Giles crashing heavily to the floor, right by the couch. Spike immediately jumped up onto the man, pinned and disarmed him, but he was not able to do anything else because he could not harm a human being without tremendous agony.

Angel went out of the bathroom and froze on the spot horrified, seeing on the floor awash with Giles' blood. His body lay on the floor, his chest ripped open. He must had to be dead.

"Oh Giles, no!" He moaned.

Hank Harris threatened the vampires in turn with his pump-action shotgun and asked Angel "Where is my son?"

Xander moved out of the bathroom, his eyes opened his eyes wide with horror following Angel's glance.

"You, you killed Giles?" He cried frantically. "Oh my God . Giles, no! no! Nooo!"

The horror was replaced almost immediately with fury and Xander rushed at his father and knocked him down. He roared, tearing away the weapon and threw it to Angel who pointed it immediately at Hank Harris. He then repeatedly punched his father's face, until the old man lost consciousness. Spike, during this time, had knelt down near Giles who was unconscious, not dead, but breathing faintly. He was not able to fight against the overwhelming urge to lick the blood, which poured onto his chest.

"Spike!" Xander yelled crushing his fist down on the vampire' s head. "I forbid you to do that!"

Spike moaned. "Aw! Bloody hell! Shit! I'm a vampire! I can't resist all that blood!"

Xander took Giles' pulse. It was very weak and his heart was beating irregularly.

"Spike, calls 911, at once!"

Spike shook his head sadly, his throat squeezed by sadness. "It's too late. He will have die in minutes. He's lost."

"I can save him." Angel said. "I am going to make of him a vampire. Willow will use the gypsy curse to return his soul."

Xander blinked twice. "What? No!"

Angel knelt down near Xander and put a comforting hand on his shoulder. He said to him: "Giles will die in moments if I do not turn him. We shall lose him, forever."

Xander gulped. "All right, do it."

Angel transformed himself, bent over Giles' neck and pierced his skin and flesh with his fangs. He drank his blood, with enjoyment and bitterness too as he had no choice. It was so good to drink human blood rather than pigs. It was incomparable.

"Stop! Angel, stop draining him!" Spike yelled at the other vampire. "He's going to die before you make him drink your blood!"

He tossed a knife to Angel who cut himself, taking care to hit the veins running through his wrist. Angel poured a little of his blood into Giles' opened mouth then pushed his head back. The last thing Giles did before dying was to swallow the blood, which he had in the mouth.

"It's over." Angel said sadly. "He's dead."

Xander started to cry. "Oh God!"

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Part 3:

Giles slowly opened his eyes and jumped, surprised to see all his friends and Spike and Angel gathered around him. Their faces were ense. He noticed he was lying on his bed, in his pajamas and that the bedside lamp only lighted the loft. He suddenly remembered Hank Harris firing at him then everything had gone black. He hurried to open his jacket and was surprised again. He blinked twice. His chest was intact. How could it be possible? He should be severely wounded, in a hospital bed, or rather dead and lying in a table on the morgue.

"What happened?" He asked to the closest person to him. "Buffy, what happened?"

Buffy sat down at the edge of the bed, near him and took his hand in hers, which she pressed. She trembled. It was freezing.

"Xanders' father was here yesterday evening and he fired at you with a rifle Giles."

He nodded. "Yes, I remember that. But what happened after that, when I was out?"

Buffy sighed. "You were dying, so to save your life, Angel bit you and turned you. You're a vampire but a souled one. Willow used the gypsy curse to return your soul to your body. "

Giles eyes went wide with horror and took his pulse, and could not find it. He jumped up out of the bed, rushed down the stairs onto the landing and stopped in front of the big mirror that hung on the wall. Nothing. No reflection at all. He fell to his knees and burst into tears. Buffy joined him and embraced him.

"You should have had let me die." The ex-Watcher moaned. "I don't want to be a vampire."

"We didn't want to lose you, Giles. We love you very much."

He pulled free of Buffy. "Really?" His face became as hard as marble. "Then why had you all left me alone, as if I did not exist any more?" He got up. "All of you get out of here! Leave!"

"Giles."

"Get out of my home! Now!" Giles snarled, furious.

"Giles I have to tell you . that Ethan Rayne is dead. A vampire bit him. He was turned. Willow returned his soul to him too because she wanted to give him a chance to be good and kind. He's in the guest room, he's sleeping."

"GET OUT!"

Once everybody left, Giles moved into the living room, poured himself a big glass of Scotch and swallowed it in one gulp. Then crying he went to the guestroom.

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Ethan woke up and raised himself onto his elbow looking around him, disoriented. Where was he? The last thing, which he remembered, was. the vampire drinking his blood.

"Oh no!" He moaned.

He managed to sit down and attempted to take his pulse. He couldn't find it and his skin was cool to the touch. He staggered up to the mirror in the bedroom and couldn't see his reflection. His throat squeezed up in horror and feeling suddenly sick he tried not to vomit. He had become a vampire. But not just a vampire he realized, a vampire with a soul because he felt the same and had no sudden urges to maim and butcher people. He quickly understood that magic had to be responsible for it. Even so, he was an undead monster. He fell to his knees, buried his face in his hands and burst into tears, his body shaken by shudders. He did not see nor hear Giles coming in the room to kneel down next to him.

Giles took Ethan's hands, pushed them aside from his face wet with tears and pressed them in his before pulling the sorcerer against him. Ethan immediately noticed that his old mate was as cold as he was. He blinked, stunned.

"Are you a vampire too Ripper?"

Giles sighed. "Yes, I am afraid of it, as you are Ethan, and as you I am still myself, I have a soul too."

"What happened to you Ripper?"

Giles told him everything. Then Ethan told Giles what had happened to him and added:

"I didn't know that this man was a vampire. I don't know how to recognize them, like you."

Giles frowned. Ethan had something different: he seemed. quiet and relaxed and. his eyes! He could read kindness in his glance. He was completely astonished.

"You are not the bad Ethan anymore, aren't you?"

Ethan shook his head. "The Initiative rehabilitated me Ripper and then they freed me. They implanted a chip in my brain, which prevents me from using my powers to hurt. It means that I cannot practice black magic anymore to serve Chaos and Janus without immediately being felled by the most excruciating pain in my head."

Giles grinned. "Remind me to introduce you to Spike Ethan."

Ethan frowned. "Who is Spike?"

"The Initiative placed a chip in his head too. He is neutered, like you. Anytime he tries to hurt a human, he experiences a similar pain in his head. But he can hurt other demons without consequence."

Ethan nodded. "I see. Furthermore to be sure I am not a threat to anyone anymore, by using drugs and hypnosis they conditioned me so that I am a good boy. Now, I am Mister virtuous, Ripper. The bad Ethan has disappeared."

"Oh! Ethan Rayne, doing magic for the good of mankind. I can't manage to believe that somehow."

"I have even more surprising things to tell you Ripper. Listen. As the council needs powerful sorcerers to fight against the Evil, your father made me a. a Watcher a bit further after the Initiative freed me and I returned to London. It is him who personally watched that the scientists made of me another man. He wanted to have me working for the Watchers' Council and he had me."

Giles blinked twice very surprised. "You are Watcher? Unbelievable."

"I am sorry, really sorry. I regret a lot having hurt you so much, having made you suffers Rip . Rupert. And I am ashamed of myself. I hate the man whom I was before the Initiative rehabilitated me. And if I could erase everything I would do it at once, without hesitating."

Giles nodded. It was the first time in more than 20 years that Ethan showed himself sincere. "I know Ethan."

Ethan tightened Giles in his arms and nested his head against his shoulder. He began sobbing.

"Forgive me, please." He said, between two sobs. "Forgive me Rupert, please, please."

Giles cupped Ethan's head and with back of his hand tenderly wiped his tears. "I forgive you, Ethan.

The sorcerer's glance was suddenly illuminated with enjoyment. "You forgive me? You forgive me?" He hugged Giles tightly. "Oh thank you! Thank you! Thank you! Thank you!"

Giles caressed Ethan's cheek. "Let us forget the past, it is dead. Let us think of the present and of the future and to us, luv."

Ethan blinked twice. "To us, luv? You-you mean that you want that, you and I we become lovers again?"

Giles nodded. "Yes, because you became again the Ethan that I loved, who so missed me." He grinned and added: "Unless of course you prefer to have sex with vampires."

"No! No!"

Giles stood up, pulled Ethan to his feet and kissed him, with his tongue, with force, with passion. Ethan returned the kiss with the same ardor, and then he covered his neck in small licks. He then unbuttoned Giles' pajamas jacket and took it off. He caressed the ex-Watcher's chest before sucking his hard nipples. He pulled his trousers down after running his hand over his bulge. Giles moaned.

Ethan took three steps back. Giles remained immovable in front of him. The sorcerer purred and felt his sex stretching out. He had under his eyes a powerful and virile man on whom years did not seem had a grip. Eighty kilos of muscles for 6 feet and 3 inches. He focused his gaze on his long and big penis, which was hanging down between his inner thighs in the middle of curly black hairs.

"Mmmm. very nice." He appreciated.

"Your turn now. Strip! I want to see you naked Ethan."

Ethan happily complied.

"Mmmmmmm. very nice." Giles appreciated too.

Ethan was still thin, but he was now muscular and by ageing, had become manly. He smiled, amused, remembering his androgynous aspect when he was 20 years old. The "beautiful Botticelli's angel" as he had nicknamed him in that time had left the place to a man in the force of the age, strong, and terribly male.

Ethan suddenly captured Giles by the nape of his neck and pulled him closer. He began licking his neck, his chin, his jaw line, his cheeks, his nose, and his brow, and nibbled his earlobes. He then crushed his lips on Giles'. Immediately the younger Watcher parted them to allow the invasion of the other man's tongue, welcoming it, savoring it, and needing it. He wrapped his arms around Ethan's waist pulling him hard against his own body while the sorcerer concentrated on deepening the kiss. Giles closed his eyes in bliss, feeling wonderful delighting in the simple pleasure of being loved. It had been such a long, long time.

Ethan put his hands on Giles' shoulders and forced the younger man to kneel down before him. Giles did not rebel. He liked being subjected to Ethan and the sorcerer remembered it.

"Lick me, suck me, and suck up me." Ethan demanded.

Giles nodded. "Yes Ethan."

He grasped the base of Ethan's hard member in trembling fingers and lowered his head to it. He began to lick it quickly, enthusiastically, swirling his tongue around the firm, swollen and hot. He then bent to take each of the balls, in turn, into his mouth. Ethan pleased began purring. Giles lowered his head and tasted the throbbing penis, running his tongue up the underside and then settled on the head. He closed his lips on it and sucked lightly. Ethan moaned. Giles began masturbating him, proceeding with science. He knew all the sensitive zones of the penis and the adequate caresses. A wave of pleasure numbed Ethan's brain and he began trembling and uttering small rapid squeaks. Suddenly he bucked forward and, at one go invaded Giles' mouth, so violently that the ex-Watcher suffocated and tears welled up to his eyes.

Ethan closed his hands on Giles' nape of his neck to oblige him to keep him deep in his throat and started to thrust there, groaning with pleasure. When Giles gagged he released him. Giles immediately started to deepthroat Ethan eagerly while massaging his testicles. Ethan was not long to pour in his mouth with big jets and he swallowed his seed up to the last drop. Then he licked the penis squeaky clean.

"Good boy! Now on the bed, on your elbows and knees!"

Giles went on the bed and placed himself on all fours turning his back to Ethan, still full erect, offering him his round, firm and muscular buttocks.

"Mmmm. nice view." Ethan said, excited.

The sorcerer knelt behind Giles then made his fingers slid in the furrow separating the two hemispheres and, when he had reached the anus, he brutally pushed his thumb in the rectum. Giles cried out in surprise then he hollowed his back to offer himself better to Ethan. Ethan growled out and using his knee pushed aside the ex-Watcher's thighs a little more. He slid then his hand under him to squeeze, relax, squeeze, relax, etc. his heavy testicles. He slid his other hand in front of Giles and started to masturbate his hard rock sex. Giles his face buried in the pillow, his eyes closed panted, moaned and drooled with pleasure.

Ethan nested behind Giles, holding his own shaft and he used the pre-cum leaking from it as lubrication, which he stroked onto the narrow opening. Giles gasped when he felt the burning contact with Ethan's penis against his anus. He trembled as he was almost electrocuted by the sensation. Hands grasped on the hips of his lover Ethan began to sink into him in small successive thrusts. It was a long, slow, tight slide during which Giles cried out, both in pain and pleasure. Ethan penetrated his lover as far as possible and began a slow in and out movement. At each time thrusts he, almost completely pulled out of Giles' loins to come back increasingly strong, increasingly fast. Giles began breathing very fast and trembled. He came to meet Ethan, impaling himself on the member which provoked in him a lightning magnificent pain, with increasing shouts of happiness. Ethan's testicles and pubis hit Giles' buttocks increasing the ex-Watcher's desire. Giles believed a moment that his penis which it masturbated at top speed, fingers wrinkled all around, was going to explode so much it was enormous, filled with blood.

Ethan trembled with excitement, his face streaming with sweat. Suddenly he arched, stiffened and yelled a guttural shout as he exploded deep in Giles who came too with a strangled cry splashing the creased bedspread with his sperm. Ethan released himself fully deep inside his lover's loins then he fell on Giles' back and crushed him underneath him. They remained immovable for a long while on the mattress, blissful and senselessness. They were unable to move or to have a coherent thought. Finally Ethan withdrew from Giles' hot and tight channel and made his lover fall over on his back then he kissed him on his neck smelling his musky scent "Mmmmm." He licked the skin of Giles' collarbone. "You are good Rupert luv, so good."

"Mmmmm. you too luv."

"Ripper. do you want to come to the beach with me? I would like to swim."

"Mmmm. why not?"

"Good!"

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