A Peaceful Afternoon with William

TITLE: A Peaceful Afternoon with William
AUTHOR: Cath
PAIRING: Spike/Giles
RATING: NC-17
SPOILERS: None
SUMMARY: Giles has company and learns a few things.
FEEDBACK: Please, my self-esteem will thank you.
DISCLAIMER: I want but I can’t have, they belong to Joss and Mutant Enemy. No money, no infringement, just wanna have fun with them for awhile.
THANKS: to Kris (Kase1052) for doing the beta thing for me again.

Answer to The First Buffy_loses_the_boys_to_the_boys Challenge. Challenge below.


Giles finally had a day to relax no apocalypse, no unknown demons and no children. He settled down with a book he had been wanting to read and a pot of Earl Grey. Just as he began to pour a cup of tea, someone began pounding on his front door. “No, absolutely not. Whoever it is, go the devil away, my door is locked and it’s staying locked.”

“Come on Rupes open the soddin’ door, frying out here ya’ know.”

“Go away Spike, find someone else to torment. I know perfectly well that my door is in the shade and you are certainly not frying.” Giles slid up his glasses and pinched the bridge of his nose. This could not be happening. Oh bloody hell, it was afternoon and he couldn’t very well not let the irritating vampire in. It’s not like he could hurt him. Giles walked over and unlocked the door. Spike burst in covered from head to toe with his blanket, he was only smoking a little.

“’Bout time you opened the door Watcher. Where’s the kiddies today? Send them all out to recess? Or did ya’ finally do away with the little pain in the arses.”

“Spike what do you want? I really didn’t plan on company. In fact I do not want company. Please just go away.”

“Thought I left some blood in your fridge. I’m out and out of dosh too. So here I am.”

“Well, get it and get out.”

“Friendly sort you are, ain’t ya’? Spike walked past the sofa and noticed the book lying on the seat, sat down and picked it up. “Good book this, read it coupla weeks ago.”

Giles looked at Spike in surprise and snatched his book back, “You read this book? That’s something of a surprise. I wouldn’t think this kind of thing would interest you. It’s rather highbrow for your rather dubious tastes, isn’t it?.”

Spike looked at the watcher with a sadness in his eyes he didn’t often let show. “You’re a watcher ain’t ya? Thought you lot had been watchin’ me for the last hundred or so years. Shows you don’t know everything you think you do. In fact I don’t think you lot know much of anything about me.” Spike’s voice had changed, gotten quieter, more refined, educated, “Read Law at Oxford, Rupert. Never knew that did you? I was on holiday in London when Drusilla decided to make her Daddy a present, me. I was quite the academician you know. Had my life all planned out. Oxford College of Law, partner in my families firm, wed Cecily, have four or five sprouts and live happily ever after. And I was going to write brilliant poetry and dedicate it to my loving wife. Shows you what comes of planning on things doesn’t Ask Asking for fate to step in and bollocks it up. I was turned into a plaything for Angelus. Lost everything because I couldn’t resist a beautiful dark eyed princess. Darla hated me, of course and Drusilla was too psychotic to notice me most of the time. She only came to me when her Daddy was angry with her or was too busy fucking Darla. Darla didn’t like to share with others. Before I was aware of it, they had destroyed my entire family with the exception of my younger sister. She was away at the time. Do you have any idea what it feels like to know it was because of you that your entire family is wiped out? That’s what helped me become Spike, not those stupid lies the Watchers keep telling. For years I kept putting myself in spots where I thought I would die. Do you really think I thought I could beat the Slayer in China? If she hadn’t worn herself out I probably wouldn’t have”

“Spike..”

“William, William Henry George Bradford. I know it’s a mouthful but my parents both insisted I be named after their fathers. Surprisingly, it would have been Lord William if I had lived. I was the eldest son. ”

“ Spi…er..William, I can’t believe that most of what is written about you is false. I knew that the Council had an agenda, but I never realized they would go so far. I had no idea that the Council was changing facts around to suit them. I have always prided myself on the accuracy of the journals I keep and thought the others felt the same. Why do you do it, Spike? Why do you pretend to be something your not? You’re an educated man, why the bad punk act? Why do you subject yourself to what the children put you through? What I put you through”

“I HAVE to be the Big Bad. It’s all I have left. It’s all in the image isn’t it, what I project. How long do you think I would last if the demons knew what I really was? All they know is that I am William the Bloody, Childe of Angelus, and a Master in my own right. It’s what’s kept me alive since I got this soddin’ chip. Besides I.. well..umm” Spike mumbled something then cleared his throat and looked Giles directly in thr eyes, “I get tired of being alone. I hate to be alone, hate it. I’ve always been that way, even when I was human. Getting turned didn’t change that at all. When Angelus found out, it was one of the things he used to try and break me. He thought it was a bloody great joke that I couldn’t stand to be alone. He would lock me away in solitary for weeks. I wouldn’t hear another voice or be able to talk to anyone until he decided I was sorry for whatever imaginary disobedience he was mad at. One time they locked me up and forgot, went off out into the country they did. I was almost dead when they remembered me and came back.” Giles was surprised to see bloody tears running down Spike’s face. He sat next to him and put his arm around him pulling the vampire close. “Angelus and Darla thought it was a wonderful joke. Of course Dru was happy with anything that made her Daddy happy.” Spike swiped at his face “Oh fuckin’ hell I’m being as big a poufter as that soddin’ bastard Angel.”

“Now really is there any need for that type of language, Spike? You don’t need to act that way with me if you like. I know you wouldn’t want the children to know. They would just use your past as a joke to taunt you.”

“And you watcher, how would you use it?” Giles leaned over and softly kissed Spike. Spike looked up in shock then pulled the watcher’s mouth back to his, gently demanding he open to the vampire’s questing tongue. Neither one had any concept of how long they stayed there leaning into each other, devouring each other. “Rupert if you don’t want to go any further we had best stop now.”

“Shut up and get undressed, William.” Spike smirked at Rupert and stood up. He began to very slowly unbutton his shirt, teasingly running his hands down the bare flesh as it was exposed. When the shirt was completely open he ran his hands up and pinched the rosy brown nipples he had exposed.

“You're a Watcher aren’t you? So watch me.” Spike slowly peeled the shirt off then sat on the arm of the sofa and pulled off his Docs. He stood up and slowly started to unbutton the tight jeans. He slowly unzipped them and just left them hanging open. “Your turn pet. Need some help?” Spike pulled Rupert up off the sofa and pulled his sweater over his head. He ran his cool hands down Giles s ans and back up to nest in the soft nest of grey hair on his chest. He followed the line of hair down with his fingers, running one finger under his waistband teasingly. He reached down and unfastened the wool slacks and slid them off taking his boxers with them. “Shit, Rupert, why do you hide in that damn tweed?” Spike ran his hands gently over the broad shoulders, down the flat stomach, skipping over the good bits, he stroked the muscular thighs. He ran his hands back up the insides of his thighs and grasped the jutting rock hard cock.

“Oh God Spike that feels so damned good.” Giles let him play for a minute then moved away from Spike’s hands. He shoved the blonde down on the sofa. Grabbing the bottom of the jeans he jerked them down and off the vampire. Spike looked up at the watcher and somehow knew this was not just Giles, this was Ripper too. The watcher looked down at him with a smirk and a twinkle in the eyes you usually didn’t see on Giles’ face. He laid down covering the vampire’s body totally with his warmth, arching into Spike’s body and bringing their erections together. “Going to fuck you William, going to make you come, going to make you scream for me. Wait need, what do we need? Oh I know. Stay right there and don’t you move a muscle.” Spike watched Gile’s tight ass as he head to the kitchen. He came back waving a tube of aloe vera gel. “Thank God for witches who like natural remedies.” Spike grinned up at the laughing man.

“Well what are you waiting for, luv.”

Giles leaned down and claimed Spike’s mouth again, then whispered into it, “Turn over, pet get get that beautiful ass in the air.” Spike got into position and moaned as Giles began stroking the pale globes of his ass. He leaned down and bit one hard. Spike threw back his head and growled. When he felt the hot tongue drill into his waiting hole he howled. Giles pulled back and squeezed the gel over his fingers. He carefully inserted one finger and stroked it in and out. Spike wiggled his ass around and growled “More pet, harder.” Giles added another finger and sear for for the nub that would drive Spike crazy. When he scraped the tip of his finger across it, the vampire jumped so hard he almost threw him off the couch. “Enough pet, just do it, vamp here remember..fuck me!” Giles’ covered his hard drooling erection with the gel, lined up the head at Spike’s opening, and drove into the vampire with one hard stroke. “Oh God Ripper, that’s it, harder…fuck me harder…fuck me.” Giles grabbed Spike’s hips and began to piston in and out of the writhing vampire. Giles leaned down over Spike’s back and licked at his spine, nipping along the knobby bones while he pounded into the grasping hole. He reached around and grabbed Spike’s throbbing erection and started to stroke him hard and fast.

“Are you ready to come now pet? Do you want me to come in your arse, make you scream?” Giles began fisting Spike’s erection with the same rhythm he was using to fuck him. He could feel the vampire tightening around the attacking cock and knew it wouldn’t be long. Three more hard strokes, three more hard pulls and they came together, howling out their completion. Spike yelling out Ripper, Giles screaming out William. Both collapsed on the couch, shuddering. Giles grabbed Spike around the waist and rolled them onto their sides. They snuggled together, cool back to warm damp front, neither one wanting to move yet.

“That was incredible but I think I’m too old for you. You’ll kill me with too much of that.”

“Too flippin’ old for me? I’m over 120 years old, pet. Your grandfather wouldn’t be too old for me.”

“You know it’s all in how old you act, and you Spike, are still a teenager. You do realize though that if you tell anyone about this I will have to kill you.” Giles said as he yawned.

Spike glanced back at the drowsy man and yawned out “Ditto Rupes.”

1) Any rating
2) Spike / Giles.
3) Any time.
4) The line. "you're a Watcher so watch me" must be used.
5) The line. "now really is there any need for that type of language, Spike?" must be used.
6) use the lines as you like.
7) No word limit or requirement.
8) Angst.
9) No need for a happy ending but could be.
10) POV of your own preference.
11) The line “I’m too old for you”