TITLE: Tattoo 4/4
AUTHOR: Anne
RATING: this part NC-17
PAIRING: Giles/Ethan; Angel/Wesley
FEEDBACK: Oh yes please!
CATEGORIES: First Time. Slash. Hurt/Comfort.
E-MAIL: bookmangal@yahoo.fr
SUMMARY: Giles has a big secret.
DISTRIBUTION: ODD; Giles Slash; GilesSlashaholics; USCL;
Slashaholics. Anyone else please ask first.
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.
SPOILERS: none
TIMELINE: Season 3. AU
WARNING: Hot sex.
THANKS: Thank you very much for the beta reading Pat!

Buffy rushed into the room she shared with Willow and Anya and froze on the spot, stunned discovering her former Watcher, alive again, sitting in a corner of the room. He wore the tweed suit she had dressed him with before the undertakers placed the corpse in the coffin. She felt a disagreeable shiver running down her spine; noticing the sweat-drenched pallor of Giles' face and the barely focused eyes. The ex-Watcher was tightening his knees against his chest and was shaken by convulsive shivers. His gaze was haunted. Xander and Anya were standing on each side of the older man and murmured soothing words to calm him. Buffy horrified turned towards Willow holding a big book of magic spells under her arm who smiled to her, looking very proud of herself.

"I used a powerful magic spell to bring Giles to bring him back among the living." The red-haired witch said to Buffy. "He's alive, again! He's a little disorientated for the moment but… "

Buffy glared at Willow and interrupted her with a low groan, "Disorientated? He's more than disorientated Willow, just look at him! He's frightened, terrified, terrorized! Do you realize what you did? You used magic to pull him out of heaven to bring him back to this world, which for him is like hell! He was in heaven where he was happy. How were you able to do that to Giles? All of you!" She looked angrily at Xander, and then at Anya, " I thought Giles was your friend! I just can't believe that you did this to him… it's horrible!"

The little witch blinked twice registering what Buffy had just said to her. Then she paled, shocked and then she breathed, "I-I didn't think about it… Giles is our friend and we missed him terribly. We need him Buffy. He's family. I wanted him to be back among us like before… And-and it's not hell here. I'm sure that he will readjust quickly to this world, you'll see. Giles is a fighter."

Buffy let out a growl barely containing her fury, "Get out! All of you! I need to be alone with Giles! Go back to Sunnydale without me. I'm going to take care of Giles … Out! Everyone!

"But Buffy I… " Willow started.

The Slayer pointed at the opened door, "Out, at once!"

Once Buffy was alone in the hotel room she closed the door behind them, turned towards Giles and observed him. Her former Watcher was as white as a corpse. Leaned against the wall, he was immobile like a statue, his glance fixed, somewhere else. He could have been dead. She found Ethan Rayne's phone number and picked up the receiver. Only the sorcerer could do something to help Giles.

She exhaled a long sad sigh. "I hope so."

*
* *

60 minutes later

Buffy sighed and looking worried told Ethan: "He's been like that for an hour. He has not said one word, or moved so much as a muscle since then."

Ethan knelt in front of his lover and touched his face with a trembling hand. Not a lash moved. Giles was pale and gaunt, and his skin was cool and clammy to the touch.

He nodded. "He's plunged into a sort of catatonic state. I don't know if he will be able to one day be himself again. He has been very traumatized by what happened to him. It's not surprising that he cut himself off from the world around him. He has taken refuge in his inner world – probably his memories from heaven - to escape this one."

Buffy swallowed hard. "He's going to stay like this, forever?" She knelt beside Ethan and took Giles' hand in hers. "Giles do you hear me? Please come back. I need you don't leave me alone. Giles, please come back." Nothing. She turned towards the sorcerer. "You must be able to help him with magic, Ethan. Please do something."

Ethan shook his head. "I could cast a spell to introduce me in his mind and speak to him, but I don't know if I could reach him and even more communicate with him. No, there's another way to get him out of his current state: sex. I'm going to make love to him until he reacts and returns to this world. Now Buffy, leave me alone with him please. Go back to Sunnydale; your place is over there. I'll let you of what happens, all right? ".

Buffy nodded, "Okay."

*

Later

Once Buffy was gone Ethan cradled Giles against his chest, stroking gently his pale face and hair, murmuring comforting words in his lover's ear hoping that he the Watcher would hear him and come back. But nothing happened and the sorcerer kissed him on his lips before lifting Giles in his arms. He carried him over to the bed and began undressing his lover. He stripped quickly not being able to take his gaze off the naked body of the man he loved. His eyes wandered over every inch of his body, burning with desire to make love to his mate.

Ethan straddled his lover's legs, watching the ex-Watcher who stared blankly at the ceiling. Slowly he began to touch Giles' shoulders, his fingers gentle on the other man's pale and smooth skin. He started then to rain kisses all over his expressionless face. He then stopped and said, "Come back to me Ripper. I love you, I love you so much, don't leave me alone. I'll protect you, don't worry. I'll always be there for you. I promised you that remember? Ripper, come back to me, please..."

The sorcerer worked his way over Giles' throat and up to his ear, repeating softly: "Come back to me Ripper. I love you, I love you so much, don't leave me alone. I'll protect you don't worry. I'll always be there for you. I promised you that remember? Ripper, come back to me, please..."

Ethan kissed his lover on his lips whilst running his hands over the lightly hairy chest, loving the feel of Giles' muscles rippling slightly under his touch. Gently he began to play with one nipple, pulling and tweaking the hardened nub while placing his lips on the other nipple, teasing it with his teeth and tongue. He started a wet trail down the other man's hard stomach. He kissed a pattern on his stomach, probing his navel with his tongue, and then moved down, and then further down until he gently sucked the younger man's left testicle into his mouth and caressed it with his tongue. He sadly noticed that Giles was still not responding to his caresses, but not discouraged he kissed and nipped his way up to his lover's soft penis and he gently slid his mouth over the head. He licked and sucked the flaccid shaft, running his tongue over the head and gently pushing inside the slit.

Ethan stopped waiting for a reaction, but there was none, still. He took the limp penis in one hand and slid his tongue up the underside a couple of times with hard strokes, and dragged the hot shaft into his mouth right after. He sucked hard on the tip and then sank down on the lifeless member as far as he could go. Then the other hand reached back and down to torment the sensitive balls, lifting and rolling them, stroking the delicate skin beneath.

Ethan gently spread his lover's legs apart, and began to probe the entrance of his lover's loins with his middle finger watching out for any sign coming from the younger man: moan, shiver, movement of his hands, legs, of both, anything. But nothing happened. He then continued his ministrations sure that his plan would work. He slid a second in Giles' rectum and started to thrust in and out as slowly and as smoothly as possible in order not to hurt his lover's tender tissue. But the ex-Watcher didn't respond at all and the sorcerer chose to end the preparations and to start the fucking part. He removed his fingers and lifted his lover's legs so that they lay over his shoulders. Next he grasped the former Watcher's hips, lifted him up and pulled him on his lap, bringing Giles' anus right over his fully erect penis. He then centered its head to the puckered hole. He grimaced upset to hurt his mate. He was going to fuck his Ripper dry, but perhaps the rough pain would make him react.

"I'm sorry Ripper." The sorcerer said.

He felt the ring of muscle trying to resist and pushed a little harder. Ethan took his time, pushing forward and easing back, until the head finally slid inside. He groaned in pleasure when Giles' body clamped down on his organ capturing the intruder in its grasp. He eased forward a bit more then pulled back only to ease forward again. He repeated the gentle action until he was all the way inside the former Watcher. As the sorcerer started to thrust, gently, with all his length, he heard a tiny moan, immediately froze and pricked up his ears. Nothing. He re-started his thrusts persuaded to have hear a tiny moan and then heard another moan, louder, and another one.

He grinned. His lover was emerging from his catalepsy. "Come back to me Ripper. I love you, I love you so much, don't leave me alone. I'll protect you my luv, don't worry. I'll always be there for you. Ripper, come back to me, please, please come back!"

Giles suddenly cried out as he finally felt the pain of raw penetration. He tried to pull away, twisting his body, which only seemed to make the pain worse. Ethan immediately pulled out, gently reached his arm around Giles' shoulders and helped him to a sitting position. Once his lover was more or less upright, the sorcerer saw the naked fear in his lover's eyes, and he moved closer, holding his lover tightly, whispering quiet reassurances to him, "I'm sorry Ripper, I'm sorry."

Giles lifted a feeble hand and brushed Ethan's chin, "Ethan… "

Ethan grinned feeling wonderful. His plan had succeeded, "Yes it's me Ripper, it's all right, I'm here, and I'm with you. I love you and I'll always be here for you. Everything is going to be okay now."

"Ethan…Ethan…" Giles whispered hoarsely with distress, tears welling up to his eyes. "She brought me back. I was in heaven Ethan… I was in heaven. And now I'm back here, I'm back in here, in hell."

The sorcerer nodded sadly, "I know luv." His mate looked so distressed, in great pain.

Giles clung at Ethan like to a lifebelt and he began to shake, and his body was soon consumed by racking sobs. Ethan continued to cradle Giles, weeping too, murmuring words of comfort to his mate giving to him the love, support and reassurance he needed in his arms. It would be a long time, he knew, before his Ripper could resume the life he had before he went to heaven. Minutes passed, before the shaking subsided. Giles found himself nestled in Ethan's arms, his head resting against his lover's shoulder, his body curled into his. Feeling loved and protected he eventually fell asleep.

Ethan left the room five minutes later for 1) buy a tube of lubricant and 2) to book the room Giles was sleeping in.

*
* *

Later, in the hotel room

Giles moaned, slowly opened his eyes and smiled seeing Ethan bent over him grinning. The sorcerer kissed his lover and played with his nipples, grazing one, rubbing the other.

"Hello luv." Ethan said walking his knuckles on his mate's cheek. "So, are you happy to see me again?"

Giles didn't answer right away suddenly overwhelmed by both dismay to be back among the living and pleasure to be with his lover again. Finally the pleasure took over, "Yes, I'm happy to see you again Ethan, and to be with you again. I love you…"

"I love you too Ripper. I love you so much, more than anything in the world," The chaos Lord said. Then cupping Giles's face he gently pushed his tongue past the former Watcher's lips, seeking the other man's tongue.

Giles reacted immediately: he opened his mouth to give his lover better access, and slowly started to run his own tongue over Ethan's; As the two men kissed with passion, the sorcerer started to rub himself against his partner. Then Ethan took Giles's penis in his hand and ran his tongue up the hardening shaft and paused just under the head to nibble there. He then nuzzled in the pubic hairs and the testicles eliciting gasps and moans from his lover. Ethan then took the throbbing penis in his mouth, as far as he could. He moved up and down, licking, sucking. Giles closed his eyes, his mind entirely focused on his hard member and the soft lips that were sliding up and down it. His breathing was ragged.

"Oh! God Ethan!"

"Turn around luv."

Ethan saw the former Watcher changing position to roll on his stomach. He nestled behind the younger man, reached down, to roll and massage his lovers' testicles, traced the line parting his buttocks, reached up and rubbed the tight opening.

Giles shuddered and groaned. "I want you inside me Ethan, hurry. Fuck me Ethan!"

Ethan coated his rock hard cock with the lube thickly, stroking gently, that action alone pushing him far too close, and then he reached down between Giles' buttocks cheeks again. He pressed a large amount of the oily substance there and then gently stroked the ring of tight muscles. A strangled moan escaped Giles' lips as he was shaken by a bone-deep shudder. Ethan slipped his slick forefinger deep inside in a smooth thrust, pressing out against the sphincter, gently stretching it. The ex-Watcher gasped and squirmed as the sorcerer's middle finger joined the first and started a slow stroking, applying some lube to the corolla of muscle. Giles rolled his head in pleasure and moaned each time the young man stroked his prostate. He uttered a strangled cry when Ethan gently worked a third finger inside him and adding yet more lubricant. The sorcerer searched and found the prostate. As he stroked it Giles gasped and squirmed.

"Ooooh God! It's so good Ethan!"

Giles put his hands on the headboard, and hollowed his back. Ethan carefully began to enter his partner. Moving slowly so he wouldn't cause him pain, he eased his now throbbing penis into his mate. Once he had completely sheathed himself in Giles, he had to stop for a moment to let the other man get used to the huge shaft piercing him, and to savor the exquisite pleasure of it. Ethan closed his eyes at the sensation of being buried inside his lover again. It was tight, velvety and hot, heavenly blissful. When he felt the younger man's inner muscles start to relax slightly, he then began to rock Giles with deep full thrusts, gently and slowly at first, then as he felt the pressure of his imminent climax increasing he accelerated his pace, thrusting harder and deeper with each stroke.

Giles, groaning with both pain and pleasure, did his best to match each stroke; his face flushed and sweaty, letting his hands roam over Ethan's body, touching him wherever he could. Ethan closed his right hand on his lover's fully erect penis, throbbing to the rapid beating of his heart, and started to pump him hard, fast and deep. The ex-Watcher cried out, shouting in rapture, feeling himself spiraling upward towards a huge orgasm. Blood pounding in his temples, Ethan thrust into the younger man faster, violently pulling the buttocks against his stomach, roughly going as far as possible. Panting heavily, Ethan lost control and bucked frantically, then suddenly stilled and arched violently with the force of his orgasm. His eyes squeezed tightly shut and mouth open; the sorcerer threw his head back and suddenly yelled out an incomprehensible sound. His whole body shuddered as he exploded deep inside his partner. Giles stiffened, arched and with a deep, profound convulsion, he came too, uttering a feral growl, spraying hot seed all over the pillow and on his mate's hand. He fell back on the mattress; limp, utterly spent, sated and content. He exhaled a long groan of pure joy and closed his eyes, an ecstatic smile on his lips.

Ethan thrust one last time, gently, then fell exhausted over his lover's back and nuzzled his neck for a few moments whilst the tremors died down and he caught his breath. Finally, the sorcerer gently pulled himself out off the other man and rolled onto his back beside his flushed and still panting mate. They stared at each other immobile and panting for a long while on the bed, both blissful and senselessness. They were unable to move or to have a coherent thought. Finally Ethan emerged from his post-coital haze, and rolled on his side and watched his lover as the other man rolled onto his back, his face not ecstatic, as it should be, but gloomy. He knew that his mate was thinking about what he had lost, something he was now condemned to approach only for a few seconds during his climax: heaven's pure and total bliss.

Giles said his voice low and husky with suffering, "I was in heaven Ethan. Heaven was…it was… I-I just can't find words describe how it's like, how I felt there… " He let out a strangled sob, "And now I'm here… I'm alive again and Lerak is alive again too Ethan. I have to… "

Ethan kissed his mate's forehead striped with worry lines, "Don't ever think about killing yourself again Ripper! Or I'll kill you!" He smiled amusingly and then stroking Giles' cheeks with the back on his hand said to him, "We'll find a solution to prevent bringing Lerak back… I know we will and I'll do my best in order to ensure that you are happy here, on earth, even if it means making love to you day and night. I'm willing to sacrifice my life to please you."

Giles half-chuckled and nodded, "Thank you. I'm so sorry Ethan… I hurt you so much. But I thought it was the only solution… "

The sorcerer licked his lover's nose, "I know, luv, I know. But I'm sure there's another solution, we just have to find it."

Giles nodded again, "A magical solution perhaps?"

The sorcerer smiled, "Perhaps. Let's get some rest, then we'll search for a solution in my books of magic, all right?"

"All right… Ethan how is Wesley?"

Ethan smiled again, "He's fine. He was deeply affected when Buffy told him you were dead and he cried a lot at your funeral."

Giles was immensely relieved, "So he forgave me?"

The sorcerer explained, "He was in shock after his rape and he couldn't tell the difference between you and Lerak because the demon kept your face while he raped Wesley. After a while he finally understood that you weren't responsible for his rape. Lerak was. He didn't forgive you because there was nothing to forgive Ripper. It wasn't your fault. You were as much a victim of Lerak as he was."

Giles smiled, `He's a good man. I'd like so much him to be happy. He deserves it."

Ethan smiled, `I think he is…"

*
* *

Sunnydale, Wesley's place

Angel and Wesley's bodies touched, their lips met in a deep, wet, kiss. Then they began to slowly undress each other, in between slow, sweet sweeps of tongues, tasting and savoring, that turned their knees to jelly and made the former Watcher dizzy from lack of oxygen. They both ran their hands over each other's body, caressing all the revealed skin. Angel fingered his lover's nipples, making him sigh into his mouth. He then grabbed onto his perfect round, firm ass and the human groaned.

"Make love to me, Angel!" Wesley demanded, his voice hoarse and trembling with desire.

Angel pushed Wesley backwards making him fall across the bed, and then started to mouth kisses across the young man's chest, loving the feel of the smooth skin and hard muscles. He began grazing his teeth over the hollow of his lover's throat, deliciously feeling the blood pulsing under his lips, then he moved downwards to lavish light kisses over Wesley's hairy chest. Coming to the mortal's nipples, the vampire licked at the already hard nub. Unable to resist any longer he took it in his mouth, tongued and suckled it unmercifully. He could feel and enjoyed the tremor that shook the entire body beneath him. Wesley gasped and moaned as Angel drew back to take his other nipple in his mouth, giving it owed attention. The older man intensified his licking and suckling until the ex-Watcher was squirming beneath him with what felt like unbearable pleasure.

"Oh yes! Yes! Yessss! Oh, God! It's good!" Wesley cried out, scratching at the bedspread with his nails.

Suddenly, Angel stopped, and traveled lower still, nipping and kissing the tender skin of Wesley's flat stomach and abdomen as the young man tried to get his breath; his body on fire with desire. Trailing his lips and tongue over his human's hips, Angel roamed his hands over the length of Wesley's legs and in-between to gently spread his legs apart, settling between them. Angel then swirled his tongue around his mate's navel. He rubbed his nose against Wesley's pubic hair, inhaling the unique scent of his arousal. He heard Wesley suck air through his teeth as he swiped his tongue across the tip of his engorged member. He then wrapped his lips around the head, and started to lick and nibble carefully at the human's fully erect penis.

Wesley's hips bucked wildly as he started to moan, "Angel, please, please, take me in your mouth!"

Smiling wickedly Angel ignored his lover's plea, wanting to tease him a little more, and kept licking up the shaft, his lips pressing rhythmically around the thick veined shaft. Wesley moaned, groaned and grunted in bliss as he felt his lover's hands caressing his hips and he writhed in delirious pleasure as the mouth around his rock hard member exerted just the right amount of pressure in just the right rhythm.

The vampire noticed Wesley's hands clenching at the mattress and decided it would be a good idea to stop teasing the mortal now. He wanted him to explode inside him, not in his mouth. He reached for the lubricant they kept in the bedside table and laid it on the bed beside Wesley.

"Fuck me, Wes!" Angel commanded before turning around to offer his buttocks to his lover.

The young man squeezed some gel onto his fingers, coated his throbbing penis, then placing a good amount at the entrance to Angel's rectum, he briefly prepared him, inserting just the tips of two fingers, sliding them in and out a few times. He centered his slippery cockhead against his lover's tight ring and held there, waiting for Angel to surrender. When he felt the vampire relax, he pressed into his mate's body, gently. He made the penetration slow and gentle for his own comfort (Angel was very tight and his inner channel ice-cold) and because it drove the vampire wild.

[Payback is so pleasurable!] Wesley thought, grinning.

After a moment of adjustment the young man slid all the way in. Angel rolled his head in pleasure at being filled by the man he loved more than anything else. Wesley gritted his teeth as he could feel his climax nearing and tried to forestall it by mentally reciting Caius Lucius Sejanus's demonology introduction. He succeeded.

Wesley moved his hands to the vampire's ice-cold and rock hard penis and began to caress him in long strokes. He then slowly withdrew and, just before he would have slipped out, he thrust gently back in, angling for Angel's prostate, and by the strangled gasp he heard, hit it the first time. Once he was sure he had the angle right, Wesley began rocking his hips, moving harder, faster, deeper, delighted to find his lover matching his movements and to hear him moan in pleasure. Wesley threw his head back, eyes closed, panting, absorbed in his own approaching climax. Angel let his head fall forward, eyes closed, groaning as each thrust of the human's penis stroked his prostate.

The young man came back down to earth when he felt Angel's penis start to jerk under his hand, feeling him clenching in incipient climax around his shaft. It triggered his own need to release. Wesley's thrusts became erratic and Angel howled like a wolf as he exploded, stiffening and then collapsing onto the large bed. Wesley flung himself against his lover, once, twice, let out a strangled cry and came in his turn, his whole body spasming under the assault. He collapsed onto Angel's back and lay there panting.

Breathing heavily, Wesley reluctantly, and gently, withdrew and rolled onto his back beside Angel, who was still panting despite the fact that he didn't need to breathe anymore, it was simply instinctive. He threw an arm possessively across his lover's chest, nestled closer, settled his sleek head on the vampire's shoulder and cuddled up. The two lovers stayed like this for a while, neither speaking, both simply feeling perfect contentment and being happy to let it linger in the silence.

THE END

Note: the Angel/Wesley fucking part is an extract of my fic "Porn Spam". I like it very much, so I placed it here.

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