TITLE: G-Man & Xand-man 1/2
SERIES: GILES' LOVERS SUITE: Xander
AUTHOR: Anne
RATING: NC-17
PAIRING: Giles/Xander (graphic slash m/m)
FEEDBACK: Oh yes please!
E-MAIL: bookmangal@yahoo.fr
SUMMARY: Giles and Xander discover they are in love with each over and they have sex!
SPOILERS: "Becoming II"
TIMELINE: Season 3. After "Becoming II"
DISTRIBUTION: VSS; ODD; GilesSlash; USCL; BtVSSlash; Slashaholics. Gileshaholics. XanderSlash; StepAwayFromMyXander. Anyone else ask first 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 don't reproduce this story anywhere without the author's consent.
WARNING: very hot sex.
THANKS: I want to thank my wonderful beta reader Caz.

Feeling dizzy, Giles pressed his hand against the doorframe to regain his balance. Supporting himself by leaning on the counter, he stumbled into his office. When he reached his desk he was exhausted, as if he had run two marathons in a row. The short walk from his car to the library had left him out of breath, and he felt horribly drained. He sat down heavily on his chair the Watcher- Librarian sat up carefully, trying to ignore the twinges of pain that occurred every time he shifted his weight. He noticed that he was sweating and that his hands were shaking, he mentally ordered them to stop but they did not. He suppressed an oath and managed to get up. He needed a hot cup of tea to relax him. He took a step, another one and then the pain came again, in an even more intense wave. He sobbed once and fell to his knees and then, mercifully, he passed out.

Giles slowly regained consciousness. His head was reeling in a particularly sickening way and his vision was blurred. He waited, it become clear again and he tried to get up, but collapsed again, feeling nauseous. He was still completely worn out, and dizzy. All he wanted to do was crawl into a hole somewhere and rest there for years. He managed to get himself up into a sitting position and put his head in his trembling hands. His body ached in every nerve and his head was throbbing.

"Giles!"

He raised his eyes and saw Xander entering the room. The boy helped him to get up.

Xander was worried and angry. "You've blacked out again, haven't you? You should be in hospital Giles. Not here."

Giles shook his painful head. "No hospital. I hate hospitals. I'm going to be fine Xander… I just need to rest."

"Yes, you have to rest Giles. I'm going to drive you home and I'm going to put you to bed

Giles nodded then closed his eyes. "Sleep … "

* * *

As soon as he had put his head on the pillow Giles sank immediately into a profound and blissful sleep. Xander began by removing the Watcher shoes, and then he deprived him of his socks and trousers, revealing boxers of grey cotton and long muscular legs. He then undid Giles's tie, unbuttoned his shirt and took it off him discovering broad shoulders covered with bandages reddened with blood, a very tightly bandaged torso to allow the broken ribs to mend, and a flat stomach with prominent abdominal muscles covered with nasty bruises. He noticed that Giles' skin hidden under the layers of tweed was milky, dotted with beauty spots and contrasted with that of his face and hands tanned by the sun.

Xander left the loft and went in the bathroom to get the medical kit there. Once back in Giles's bedroom, he delicately removed all the bandages soaked with blood one after the other then grimaced glancing at the different wounds. Angelus had profoundly slashed Giles' flesh and even drawn Latin crosses with the blade of his knife. Xander cleaned the wounds with cotton balls soaked in disinfectant then covered each of them with a dressing cut from a band, more or less wide according to the size of the wound, centring the compress on the cuts. He pressed then a little ointment intended to ease the bruises, delicately. He was stunned by the sweetness of Giles' skin.

When he had finished taking care of Giles' bruises and wounds, Xander returned the first aid kit to the bathroom, and then he came back to the loft. As it was late and as he too had need of sleep, Xander undressed quickly and once in his boxer shorts he lay down on the big bed next to Giles who had begun snoring slightly. He made him roll on his side to stop his snore; his face relaxed in his sleep turned to him and finally closed his eyes.

He woke up the next morning to find Giles half lying on top of him, still asleep. One of his legs was thrown across his, his arm across his stomach and his head rested on his chest. Embarrassed he flushed and gently shook Giles' right arm.

"Giles? Eh G-man!"

Giles moaned and moved completely on top of Xander nuzzling his neck and licking him like a cat. Embarrassed Xander suddenly became aroused when the Watcher began to rub himself against him, his morning erection against his groin. The young man blinked. He never would have thought that he could be aroused in this way, and even less by Giles whom he considered his real father figure. He smiled broadly and his hands came to settle on the round and firm buttocks of the older man and he began caressing them purring. No, he could not consider him as if he was his real father any more now. Impossible.

Giles started to pant and suddenly murmured: "Xander, oh! Xander … I love you so much … "

He uttered a strangled cry, moaned and rolled on his back. He re- started to snore lightly under Xander's totally incredulous gaze.

"Giles loves me… oh God!" He breathed.

Xander positioned himself on his side and with his fingertips began caressing Giles' abdominal muscles slightly sticky with mentholated ointment, not wanting to wake him. Giles needed a lot of rest having been tortured for hours and for pleasure by Angelus. Giles suddenly moaned, murmured something incomprehensible that was followed by a sigh and came to snuggle against Xander's chest. Xander was not able to resist: he kissed the Watcher on his lips. To his great surprise Giles returned his kiss and opened his eyes. He then raised his hand, tenderly caressed his cheek and said simply:

"I love you."

Xander smiled. "I also love you Giles. And not as if you were my father. I just noticed it…"

"And I don't have a father's love for you. I'm in love with you, for… it doesn't matter."

Giles managed with difficulty to sit up then he ran his warm hands on Xander's back and shoulders. He then pressed his lips to his neck and licked his throat. Xander kissed Giles again and the Watcher opened his mouth so that the young man could deepen his kiss. It was indeed a deep kiss and a long and sensual one. Giles' tongue did not remain inactive for a long time. It found Xander's tongue and sucked it, before exploring his mouth hungrily. Xander curled against his lover, running his fingers through Giles' ruffled hair, caressing his temples with his thumbs, toying with his ears. The young man suddenly parted and breathed: "I want you Giles."

Giles frowned. "Are you sure Xander?"

"Yes."

In no time at all, they were both naked on the bed. Their hands, as well as their mouths, explored each other making grunts, groans and moans. Giles lowered his eyes suddenly and to his great consternation and shame, noticed that he was still only half-hard. It was due to his state of physical exhaustion more than to his "old" age because usually when he masturbated himself under the shower he was quickly long and hard.

Xander kissed Giles on his chin, trailed his jaw with his finger then he says smiling: "I'm going to fix it Giles."

He moved down, leaned forward and ran his tongue around the head of Giles' penis. He then sucked on it, paying special attention to the underside with his tongue. He fondled Giles' balls, squeezing them in his hand, gently whilst sliding the hot and pulsing shaft up and down, farther into his mouth. Giles closed his eyes in pure pleasure and gave himself over to Xander's care and started to purr. The young man's cheeks hollowed as he began to suck Giles' cock, moving his hand up, round and over. The Watcher's breath became ragged in his chest. Xander felt that he was close and pressed the base of his lover's sex cutting his urge to release. He then flicked his tongue over the tip and licked the beads of pre-cum there.

"Mmmm… you taste good Giles." He grinned. "See? You're now as hard as a rock."

Giles grinned too. "Thank you Xander, that was wonderful."

"For me too."

Giles reached to open the drawer of the bedside table. He took a tube of lubricant out and started to oil his fingers. Xander watched him trembling with early pleasure.

Giles glanced at the young man lovingly. "I won't hurt you."

Xander nodded. "I know Giles. Giles… why do you have a tube of lube in the drawer of the bedside table? You have a lover?"

Giles shook the head and knelt. "No, nobody. Not for a very long time. You are my first lover for more than 20 years Xander. I keep the lube there to aid masturbation. Usually I masturbate myself under the shower to save the bed linen, but I used it yesterday evening in bed because I couldn't remain standing on my legs to do it. They wouldn't support me any more. Now Xander, turn around and take position."

Xander complied both excited and afraid and he got on all fours on the bed, offering Giles his round, muscular and half-opened buttocks. He gave a start and gasped when he felt Giles parting his buttock cheeks to apply some cool lubricant around his tight opening. Giles gently slipped an oiled finger into the young man, all-entire. Xander let out a cry at the contact, and then he shivered with both pain and pleasure. Giles began to move his finger in and almost out of his lover's loins eliciting moans from him. Xander groaned when Giles started to stroke his prostate.

"Owwwwww! Aaaaaaaah! It's so good Giles! Oh! Ah!"

Giles has just slipped another oiled finger in his rectum and re- started to thrust up and down.

"Oh my! Oh my! Oh my! Giles! I want you inside me, please. But-but I've never done this before, so…"

"I will be gentle Xander, I promise and I'll stop if you ask me. Don't worry, everything is going to be fine."

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