TITLE: Ethan's luv 2/3
AUTHOR: Anne
RATING: NC-17
FEEDBACK: Oh yes please!
DISCLAIMER: The characters are the property of Joss Whedon, Mutant Enemy, Sandollar Productions, Kuzui Enterprises, 20th Century Fox Television and the UPN Television Network. The story is written for the pleasure of the author and readers, and has no lucrative purpose whatsoever. Please do not reproduce this story anywhere without the author's consent.
WARNING: Graphic violence; sexual violence ; non consensual sex ; graphic torture. SLASH.

Buffy kicked the door and entered the warehouse lit by hundreds of candles along the ground.

She froze and opened her eyes wide with horror when she saw Giles, stripped to the waist tied with chains to a girder. His head was leaning on his chest marbled by bruises and streaked by cuts. Blood was pouring from his wounds. < Was he unconscious or dead? > She asked herself, quivering. She then saw vampires of both sexes and demons moving towards her to encircle her. Ripper appeared coming from behind the pillar.

"What do you think of the stage setting?" He asked Buffy. "Very Hammer films, isn't it? "

Buffy looked. "You're out of luck Ripper, I have no aesthetic taste. I'm good at only one thing."

"Let me guess, making love?"

Buffy glared at him. "I'll give you a hint. I'm the Slayer thus, I slay."

"Today, it's you who's going to be killed, Buffy, and Giles must see that, absolutely."

Buffy breathed again. Giles was still alive. Ripper grabbed Giles by his hair and raised his head. His face was stained with blood. He slapped him until he regained consciousness.

"Look who's come to your rescue, Rupert, your Buffy."

"Buffy go away!" Giles said to Buffy with a weak voice. "You're in danger… leave."

Buffy shook her head. "I can't leave you!"

"Obey me for once." He managed to growl then he moaned with pain. "Don't think about me, Buffy, I'm not important. I'm nothing. Think of your duty. You have a sacred mission to be carried out. Then let me. Go away!"

Buffy hesitated.

"Buffy you have to save the world!"

"But Giles, Ripper will torture you to death!" She told him tears rolling down her cheeks.

"I know." Giles said calmly, resigned to die. "Buffy, please, leave, or they'll kill you."

Buffy looked around her. Vampires and demons were too numerous. All the evil forces of Sunnydale seemed to have assembled there this evening. Two vampires rushed towards her. She broke their ribs with her fists and with her feet sent them crashing into some of their friends. The others got closer to her. She moved back. She couldn't hurt all of them; much less kill them all. If she stayed here, she'd be killed then she couldn't find help to try to save Giles. Her heart aching she glanced at Giles who offered her a weak farewell smile. She saw him fainting and thought: < I'll be back soon, Giles, to help you. I promise. >

She must find Ethan Rayne as soon as possible. She needed the help of the sorcerer. He'd find a spell to make Ripper disappear, and if he didn't want to do it, she'd break his bones one by one until he acquiesced to help her. She ran away.

Ripper was very surprised. "She's abandoned Rupert?" He said. He then got angry. "I hadn't planned on this! I hadn't! She must fight to save his life! She must die!"

Ripper turned to the English vampire, standing next to him, Dudley, his right hand man. "Turn Giles into a vampire, Dudley. I shall then send him to pay a visit to the Slayer who will be obliged to kill him. A sad end for a Watcher, isn't it?" He roared still angry that his plan had failed: "Leave me, all of you! Out! Get out!"

Demons and vampires went away. Dudley wanted to plunge his fangs into Giles's neck, but Ripper prevented him.

"No, Dudley! Don't kill him all at once. I want to make him suffer again. You can lick his wounds, bite them to enlarge them, suck his blood, but no more. All right?"

Dudley nodded. "Yes, Master." He said.

He tore Giles's flesh and lapped at his chest seeping blood, then he bit a wound on his shoulder, hard. The blood began to flow. The vampire slowly licked it squeaky clean and began sucking another one with wet noises. Ripper sat down on a chair and watched the vampire savoring Rupert's blood, a cruel smile on his lips. He looked forward to Rupert's regaining consciousness to be able to continue to torture him. He really enjoyed it.

***

Ripper jumped to his feet, sweaty and trembling. He couldn't hold his composure much longer. Dudley had strongly aroused him by licking one by one all of Giles's wounds. Ethan wasn't far; he could feel his powerful sorcerer's aura. But he was still too far. Ripper's arousal was terrible, and his penis was so tense that it hurt him. He couldn't wait any more. "Sod off, Dudley!" He said pushing the vampire away from Giles. "He's for me, now."

Ripper roamed his hands on Giles's hips and chest shivering sensually. Then he embraced him and tightened against him, having an irresistible need to feel a warm, male body against his own. He licked Giles' unshaven chin and his cheeks, his neck; he opened his mouth and slid his tongue into it. He kissed Giles, deeply, hungrily. He then pushed down Giles's trousers and moved his hands along his stomach and pubis before allowing one hand over the cloth of his boxers.

"You know that you're a very attractive man Rupert! Ooh… that is the pinnacle of narcissism, that."

He suddenly froze and moved back from Rupert. He smiled from ear to ear and his pulse accelerated.

< Ethan! At last! >

Dudley showed his fangs and roared when Ethan entered the warehouse.

"Leave us, Dudley!" Commanded Ripper.

The vampire complied.

"You're going to make me jealous, old mate." Ethan said by approaching Ripper. "I believed that you loved only me."

Ripper giggled. "I knew that you would come, Ethan, my luv, tracking my aura. Happy to see this good old Ripper again?"

"You're not exactly Ripper, Ripper. That is to say the Ripper which I knew formerly."

Ripper nodded. "True. This time, Rupert's not in my head to try to hinder me. I'm Ripper at 100 %. 100 % evil. Are you afraid of me, luv?"

Both men hugged tightly, their bodies made contact and their aura got involved.

"I was always afraid of you, Ripper. It's so exciting to be afraid. Don't you think?"

Ripper grinned. "I don't know I was never afraid."

Ripper leaned forward. Ethan opened his mouth inviting Ripper to kiss him as he pressed his body even closer. The kiss was sweet and sensual. Ripper's hands found their way under Ethan's shirt. He pulled it aside and started to run his fingers through the hair of Ethan's chest and then he sucked his nipples, nibbled them causing Ethan to gasp and groan with desire. Ripper kissed his lips again, fiercely this time, his hands coming up to his hair, massaging his neck. Little by little, his kisses became wild and he let his hands slide down to open the zipper. Growling, he stroked the penis through the cloth of his briefs. Ethan moved into Ripper's hand, moaning with pleasure. Ripper pushed Ethan's trousers down then his briefs freeing his erect member. He growled again, lower, his eyes burning with desire. He closed his fingers around the engorged flesh and held it a little, feeling it pounding in his hand. Ethan whimpered feeling as if he were on fire. He could hardly breathe. Ripper began to masturbate him, slowly, delicately. He rubbed himself against the rock hard cock and suddenly had a violent orgasm.

"Aaaahahahaaaa!"

His mind absorbed by the penis of his former lover, Ripper felt the Slayer's aura only when Buffy was close to him. He turned around and saw her. She had untied Rupert whom she had lain down on the floor.

Ripper moved back, his jaw clenched, but he was unable to avoid a hard blow to his face, which split open his lips. Buffy gave him another violent punch in his ribs this time. Ripper was doubled up with pain. His lungs emptied as if a ball of fire burnt them. He wanted to cry out but his lungs received no air and he couldn't utter a single sound. He bent in two with the pain. She hit him again, with her foot this time, in his stomach and he believed that he'd exploded. He fell on his knees.

Ripper managed to stand up and catapult Buffy onto her back. He fell heavily on her shoulders and closed his hands on her throat trying to strangle her. Buffy pushed him away without any trouble, crushing the cartilage of his nose and then knocked his temple. Stars danced in front of Ripper's eyes. He felt himself losing consciousness. He saw Buffy raise her hand and felt her bring down its sharp edge on the nape of his neck. He collapsed and didn't move any more.

"You jerk!" She growled.

She glanced at Ethan who was pulling up his trousers, still trembling with excitement then she turned to Giles. She had only caught a glimpse of him a little earlier, focusing her attention on Ripper. She had no idea! He was thin, muscular and hairy. Her gaze was focused on his fully erect genitalia and she blushed violently, embarrassed. She felt herself strongly aroused, her throat suddenly went dry and her heart sped in her chest.

"Wow!" She sounded, breathless.

"You've never seen him naked, Buffy?" Asked Ethan.

Buffy shook her head. "I've never seen him without a tie let alone naked… He is… he is… "

"Impressive?"

She nodded wide-eyed. "Thanks for distracting Ripper, Ethan." Buffy told him, with a grateful smile. "Why did you help me, willingly, by the way? I thought you were friends with Ripper and hated Giles?"

"I hate Rupert and I loved Ripper. I couldn't let Ripper kill Rupert. If he did, he wouldn't have survived, and I still hope one day, my Ripper, not this one, will return to me."

Buffy frowned.

"The soul is divided into two parts, one good, the other evil and one side only has the control of the mind and of the body, the good side in most cases." Ethan explained. "Both parts need each other to exist. For example, Rupert needs the force, the aggressiveness, the brutality of Ripper; he needs Ripper's willpower, his courage to be… him. Without Ripper, Giles would be weak-willed. He would be incapable of being a man deserving this name and even less a Watcher. Without Ripper, Giles is incomplete. If Ripper had not decided to kill him, Rupert would have died from apathy, weariness, of depression. As for Ripper, without the self-discipline, the kind- heartedness, the compassion of Rupert, his fury and his hatred would have submerged him bit by bit, would have wasted him away. He would have become crazy and he would have with no doubt committed suicide."

"I understand."

Ethan knelt down next to Ripper and made his fingers wander in his tousled hair. He smiled, nostalgic.

"If only everything could begin again…" Tears rolled down on his cheeks. "I so loved him."

Buffy was stunned. Ethan Rayne could cry! She had always considered him incapable. These were more than crocodile tears.

She raised Giles's head and put it on her lap. His face was a mix of bruises, scraps and cuts. He was breathing small, shallow breaths. She ripped off a length of her skirt and wiped his face, gently, cleaning the blood. Giles' eyes fluttered open just for 2 seconds and he made a breathy noise that sounded like "Buffy". She tenderly stroked his cheek.

"Paramedics are on their way, Giles." She soothed him. "Please, don't move and don't speak, okay? Giles?"

He was unconscious again. She looked at Ethan who had put Ripper's head on his knee too.

"What happened between Ripper and you?" Buffy asked.

"Right away after Randall's death, Ripper became aware of all the evil he had done and was so nauseous and terrified that he decided to destroy himself. For that he finally accepted his destiny and he became a Watcher." Ethan answered a sob in his voice. "He left me. He let me alone. I loved him so much, more than words can say that my heart broke. Once Rupert again, he began to hate me because I reminded him of Ripper, his dark side, because I was the memory of that part of him, the worst part, that had loved me, had made love to me. He couldn't bear the idea of having loved a man and making love to a man. He was so disgusted, sickened! He hated me, I hated him too, and I made him suffer."

Buffy lowered her eyes towards Giles who had just moaned and moved his fingers just a little. "Giles?"

He didn't open his eyes.

"I'm having difficulty imagining that Ripper and you were lovers. You're so… well… manly."

Ethan grinned. "Friends, brothers, lovers… are you shocked that two men could love each other?"

She shook her head. "No, not at all." She asked Ethan with a small voice, "Then… Giles isn't gay?"

Ethan shook his head. "No, not Rupert, Ripper is. Rupert was a shy, hung up chap that was ashamed and full of embarrassment as soon as someone mentioned sex. I don't think that he's made love with a single woman all of his life. He's totally a virgin, if I can say that".

Buffy sighed, relieved. < Why am I relieved? > What she felt for Giles, feelings and desires she had buried in the depths of her heart, refusing to accept them because he was… Giles, her Watcher, her Protector, her mentor, a father figure, all mingling into one overwhelming feeling surfaced and exploded in her face: affection, tenderness, attraction, love, desire, sensual delight, sex. She was deeply in love with Giles and even more, if it was possible.

<Ohmigod! >

Buffy cuddled Giles.

"You do love him?" Asked Ethan.

Buffy jumped and blushed violently.

Ethan grinned. "You know it's not rare that Slayers and their Watchers fall in love with each other. They know them so perfectly, they're always together, and they're protecting each other. First they are friends then they become lovers, its quite logical, natural I would say. Furthermore, Rip… Rupert is very handsome, a very attractive man. He's strong, brave and would give his life for you without hesitating. The perfect man, which women dream about having as a mate!"

Buffy let out a long sad sigh. "He saw me as his pupil, as his protégée. He doesn't love me the way I love him, Ethan."

"How do you know? Maybe he does love you as you love him? Ask him to reveal his feelings for you."

"Oh God! I'd never dare! It's Giles! He would die from embarrassment. No, no, bad idea."

She glanced behind her, looking at the door, very worried. Paramedics did not arrive.

"Then try a more direct approach. Like this." Ethan counseled Buffy before he kissed Ripper.

Buffy shook her head.

"I don't want him to die from a heart attack, Ethan. Then I could never kiss him."

He grinned. "Try! He's unconscious. He won't feel it. You're not risking anything. Go ahead Buffy kiss him. Taste his soft and warm lips."

Buffy blinked.

"Go on."

Ripper regained consciousness and raised himself on an elbow. He quivered when he saw Buffy ready to punch him again.

"Buffy, Wait!"

"You wanted to say something to me, Ripper?" Buffy asked, holding her fist close to his nose.

"Yes, I want to tell you a big secret, Buffy. The big secret of your good Watcher!"

"I'm listening."

"He cares about you, but not in the way he wants you to believe. He loves you Buffy, more than his life. You're more to him than anything else, and he wants to embrace you, to cuddle you, to stroke you, to kiss you, TO FUCK you!"

Buffy shivered.

"Oh it's so disgusting! His fantasies. Rupert's a pervert, loving a girl so young! Shocked? Good."

Ripper, proud of himself, chuckled and Buffy hit him again, hard. He collapsed once more. "You have your answer, Buffy." Ethan said. "Rupert loves you as well. He's in love with you."

Buffy broadly smiled, happily.

She bent towards Giles's face and touched her lips on his. She was surprised that they were so sweet, and disappointed that he did not kiss her in return. She cupped his head and forced her tongue past his lips, exploring his mouth hungrily. He tasted of blood.

Ethan suddenly jumped to his feet, alarmed. Men were approaching, dangerous men, one of them more dangerous than the others. He looked at the door, which opened. Four men entered, they wore dark suits and had revolvers in their hands.

"Buffy!"

Buffy raised her eyes and jumped on her feet seeing the four-armed men. The smallest moved towards them. His cold and hard glare passed from Ethan to Ripper, then from Buffy to Giles.

"Two Giles tsk! Tsk! Tsk! Somebody used magic here." The man said looking again at the sorcerer. "Won't you say hello to me, Ethan, old mate? Have you lost your tongue? You're not happy to see an old friend again? I'm happy to see you again and to see Rupert too and then Ripper. I have felt his aura from a great distance, it's so evil, so powerful." He turned to Buffy who had adopted a discreet position of fight. "And you my dear, you are the Slayer, I recognize your aura. Hmmm, you're nice, you're beautiful! Then, luv, how does Rupert taste? Is he good? Of course, he is, but not as good as Ripper, is he Ethan?" He looked again at the sorcerer who had carefully moved back. "I see that you didn't resist the temptation to resuscitate Ripper in some sorts, and to offer him a body of his own, so that you could have sex with him again. How lovely!"

"Who are you?" Buffy asked, aggressively.

"Eddie Dobbs, dear Slayer. Ethan, Ripper and I were mates a long time ago. Before they didn't want me in their gang any more because I was a criminal. I killed a prostitute. She didn't want me either. She found me unattractive and violent. As I didn't want to leave, they turned me over to the police and offered proof made by using magic. I was trailed for murder and imprisoned. I got out a little while ago. I wanted to readjust to society before being able to quench my vengeance. Revenge that I have ruminated for a long time, alone in my cell."

He pointed his gun at Ethan who did his best to keep a stony face and did not shiver.

"Move back, Ethan."

Ethan complied. Dobbs used his foot to turn Ripper on his back.

"Ripper and Rupert, it's too much!"

He kicked in Ripper's ribs, did it again, and again. Ethan made a step forward, his jaws clenched. His look was burning with fury and hatred.

Dobbs suddenly hit him in his chin with his gun. Ethan cried out with pain and collapsed.

Buffy tightened her fists and took her place in front of Giles to protect him. Dobbs noticed it and grinned.

"Rupert is very lucky to have a girl like you in his bed every evening, luv." He said.

They heard a siren roar. The sound got closer. The ambulance would be there soon. Buffy wanted to rush Dobbs, taking advantage of his surprise, but Ethan beat her to it. Both men rolled on the ground, trying to strangle one and other. All of a sudden, a shot rang out, followed by a roar of pain. Ethan was injured, panting, his shoulder bleeding. Dobbs put the revolver to the sorcerer's forehead.

"You bastard! I'm going to kill you."

Ripper suddenly raised himself on one knee, grabbed Dobbs's gun and with disgust on his face he fired a bullet into his head. Dobbs' blood splashed him. He then looked at Ethan and noticed that he was injured in his shoulder. Nothing grave. He faced the three men and aimed the revolver to the man in the middle. The three men fired at him. Several bullets sprayed across Ripper's body throughout the shoot out, splashing him with his own blood. Like a statue, he didn't move an inch and his face remained unmoved as well. He steadily pulled on the trigger and killed the three men, each with a bullet in his heart. He then turned around, as in slow motion and lowered his eyes to Ethan who looked at him eyes widened with shock, tears rolling down on his cheeks.

"Ethan…I love you." He murmured, just before uttering a hideous choked gurgling.

"I love you too." Ethan said.

Ripper smiled and collapsed like deadweight.

"Nooo!" Ethan roared.

Buffy bent over Ripper and took his pulse. His heart was still beating, but very faintly.

"Ethan, he's still alive. You must reunite Rupert and Ripper, as soon as possible!"

Buffy helped him stand up. By the door of the warehouse, she saw the ambulance moving back and disappearing at the corner of the street. The Paramedics had heard the shots and were running for cover. <They're sure to warn the police, who should soon be here. How to explain all of this to them? >

"Where is your bag with your magic stuff?"

"In the car, outside."

"Okay."

Buffy sprinted towards the door.

"Ethan…"

Ethan turned to Giles who kept trying to stand on his two legs. He looked like a dead body.

Giles lowered his eyes towards Ripper. His body was riddled with bullets and soaked wet with blood.

"Is he…?" He began.

"Not yet."

"Good. Because I… I need him."

Giles staggered. The blood banged against his temples and he could hear the sound of his heartbeat against his ribs. An enormous hot flush rose to his head and within seconds he was flooded by sweat.

He collapsed.

***

Buffy entered Ethan's room; the sorcerer was seated on his bed, dressed in a bathrobe. His right hand was in a sling. He held the Times with his left hand and read it.

"Oh! Hello Buffy." He said cheerfully.

"Hey!"

"How's Rupert?"

"He's fine Ethan. He's just fallen asleep. He asked me to give you this old book."

She stretched it out to him. It was a very ancient book covered with red leather. It was a book of magic.

"Giles put a bookmark in for you, to indicate a special spell." Buffy told Ethan.

***

Ethan put the book of magic at the edge of the bed, near Giles who slowly opened his eyes and looked at him. The Watcher was covered with bandages and with bands. He was drowsy from painkillers.

"I'm a monster." Ethan said to him.

Giles weakly smiled. "No …

Ethan shook his head. "Yes I am. I was horrible to you, Rupert. I made your life a hell." Emotion suddenly squeezed his throat. "And you offer me that book?"

"No. Ethan I'm sorry. I made you suffer. You took your revenge, I understand. I have never realized how much Ripper missed you. Buffy told me everything this morning. I'm sorry, Ethan. I didn't want to make you suffer. Please forgive me."

Ethan fought to repress his tears. Giles however, did not.

"With this spell, you will have Ripper at your side, for some days and you could love him."

Ethan shook his head. "Rupert… You know what it implies? You are going to offer your body to Ripper. You know that he's going to make love to me, don't you?"

"Yes I do."

This time tears ran on Ethan's cheeks.

"Thank you, Rupert."

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