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Fic: Always On My Mind 2&3/6 (Giles/Ethan) R

Title: Always On My Mind
Author: Elisabeth
Rating: R
Pairing: Giles/Ethan
Summary: Giles can't get Ethan out of his mind.
Disclaimer: I claim no ownership over these characters. I am merely borrowing them from Joss et al.
Distribution: My site, my LJ, summer_of_giles, the usual lists, anyone with previous permission. Anyone else - just ask.
Feedback: Yes please! It makes me happy and keeps me writing.
Thanks to kallie_kat & wickedfox for the beta.
Note: Written for summer_of_giles 2007.



Chapter Two

The next day, Giles couldn't get Ethan out of his head. Memories of their past - good times and bad - left him alternately horny and angry. Sometimes angry at being horny.

When Buffy stopped by he tried to casually bring the subject up.

"Buffy, has Riley said anything to you about what happened with Ethan?" he asked her, polishing his glasses.

Buffy shrugged, looking at him from her place on a barstool. "He asked about why he'd do something like that to you. I gave him the Cliff Notes version of what happened a few years ago."

"Th-that isn't what I meant," Giles said. He knew he was going to have to come right out and ask. "Has he heard anything about where Ethan was taken? What his current situation is?"

Buffy thought for a moment then shook her head. "He said the ride to the drop off point went pretty smoothly and Ethan didn't put up a fight when he was taken into custody at the facility in Nevada. If he's heard anything since then he hasn't said anything to me. Why? Are you having second thoughts?"

"Maybe, just a little," Giles admitted.

Buffy stood and crossed to stand before Giles, forcing him to meet her eyes. "Giles, don't second guess yourself. After everything that he's done to you he deserves to be locked up. He almost made me kill you. That's, like, conspiracy to commit murder or something."

"I know," Giles said. "You're right. It's just that we used to be very close, once upon a time."

"How close?" Buffy asked, narrowing her eyes at him. She grimaced. "Never mind, I don't want to know."

"No, you don't," Giles agreed, enjoying watching her squirm. If she only knew, she'd never call him repressed again. He sobered enough to ask, "Could you ask him, in any case. To set my mind at ease, if for no other reason."

Buffy didn't like it, but she reluctantly agreed. "I'll ask. It might take a few days to get an answer though."

Giles let out a sigh of relief. "Thank you, Buffy. And thank Riley for me as well."



Chapter Three

"Fuck, it's been too long," Giles sighed, leaning heavily the side of his car. Ethan was kneeling, no squatting - wouldn't want to dirty his pants - before him, with Giles' cock down his throat.

This wasn't anything that Giles had expected, let alone imagined, would happen. Yet happening it was. And, good lord, it was just as mind-blowing as he remembered. Ethan had always had a wicked tongue. He just hadn't felt it in this manner for several decades, though.

Ethan had helped him stumble to his car as they left the bar. They were both rather pissed, and Ethan said he wanted to make sure Giles would be able to drive straight. Eventually, they had made it to Giles' car, and Ethan insisted that Giles needed something to help him sober up a bit before getting behind the wheel, and had promptly dropped to his heels and opened Giles' pants. It didn't take him long to harden from Ethan's touch. Somehow Ethan still remembered exactly what to do to make him harder than a stake.

Giles hadn't had such an expert blowjob in years, so it wasn't surprising when he lost control in under five minutes, biting his lip to keep from crying out with his release.

Ethan stood, looking smug. He tucked Giles back into his pants and zipped him up. He kissed Giles, letting him taste himself on Ethan's tongue.

"Just a little something to remember me by," Ethan whispered in his ear before disappearing into the night.

~~*~~


Giles sat up like a shot in his bed, sweat drenching his hair. He wasn't sure if it was the dream/memory that had awoken him, or something else. The ringing of his phone alerted him to the fact that it was something else that woke him.

Groggily, he reached over and picked up the handset, bringing it to his ear.

"Giles, here," he said.

"Giles, it's me," Buffy said. "Sorry to wake you, but I thought you'd want to hear this right away."

"Hear what?" he asked, instantly alert. He fumbled on his nightstand for his glasses and a notepad and pen. "What's happened?"

"Oh, nothing unusual on patrol. I just got back from seeing Riley and thought you'd want to know about what's happening with Ethan."

"You're just getting in now? It's nearly 3am on a weeknight," Giles admonished his slayer.

"Gi-les," Buffy whined, "so not the point."

"Sorry," he mumbled. "So what did he learn about Ethan?"

"Well, at first he was all, like, this is classified information and I could get in a lot of trouble for telling you," Buffy started.

"Yes, yes, I understand," Giles interrupted her. "Just please get on with it."

"I'm getting to it," Buffy said huffily. She sobered and sounded a little nervous as she told Giles, "Riley said that everything was going as planned. Ethan was taken to the facility and was immediately given something to suppress his ability to perform magick."

"They what?" Giles roared, his anger moving him to his feet. If Riley had been delivering this news to him in person, Giles would have soundly punched him.

"Calm down, Giles," Buffy said. "Don't shoot the messenger. I'm just repeating what Riley told me."

Giles continued to breathe heavily through his anger. "I'm sorry, Buffy. I didn't mean to yell at you like that. Please continue."

"Not much else to tell. Riley said they were doing some kind of testing on Ethan, stuff to find out where the magick comes from, I think."

"Bloody fools," Giles muttered to himself. To Buffy he said, "Thank you for telling me this. By the way, I may have to go away for a few days. I don't want you to worry if you try to find me and I'm not here."

"Giles, what are you going to do?" Buffy asked, panic edging into her voice. "Please don't tell me that you're going to go after him. We're the ones who sent him to the Initiative in the first place."

"Which is exactly why I need to be the one to get him out," Giles calmly stated. "I had no idea what they were going to do to him. Cutting him off from his magick, at this stage in his life, is like removing a vital organ. He could die if I don't do something to get him out of there."

"Giles, just stop and think for a minute. Remember Halloween when he nearly got me killed. Or the whole thing with the Band Candy when all the adults regressed into teenagers." Giles smiled fondly over that particular memory of his time spent with Joyce. "I really shouldn't have to remind you about the recent event of TURNING YOU INTO A DEMON!"

"Yes, Buffy, I remember all of those events. You have to understand that Ethan and I have a long history and even these recent unpleasantries don't add up to him being stripped of his magick. This is something that I must do, and hopefully some day you will understand. I'll call you when I return to town."

Before Buffy could protest, Giles hung up the phone. When it began to ring several seconds later, he ignored it, allowing the answering machine to take the call. He ignored Buffy's pleas not to do this as he moved to his desk and began to plan Ethan's escape.


Continued here
Tags: btvs fic, fic:always on my mind, giles/ethan, summer_of_giles
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