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Here's the first of my contributions. I am starting with the silly slashy stuff, tomorrow I will do the more serious...

Checkmate

Author: Lilithangel

Email: abchainey@xtra.co.nz

Website: www.livejournal.com/users/lilithbint

Fandom: BtVS

Genre: slash

Characters: Spike/Giles

Warnings: it’s slash baby, that’s boy on boy. Contains sexual scenes between two males, rimming and oral activities.

Rating: M

Summary: a while back I wrote some ficlets around Spike and Giles during the bathtub episodes. This is kind of a continuation of that so it makes it AU cause Giles doesn’t send Spike to Xander’s. They have moved on in the relationship so Spike is not totally dominating Giles anymore.

Spike comes up with a new twist for chess.



As soon as the children (or snacks as Spike preferred to think of them) left he got himself out of the chains in the bathtub and went into the living room.

Giles was pouring drinks and Spike walked up behind the human. Snaking his arms around Giles’ waist Spike pulled the watcher close, and chuckled into his collar.

“I’m glad you find it so amusing,” Giles leant back.

“I don’t have to sit there and pretend to be interested in High School,” Spike nipped at the exposed flesh at Giles’ neck, “I just have to pretend to be stuck in your bath and ignore Xander when he brings me blood.”

“Ignore him,” Giles turned in Spike’s embrace and handed him a drink, “so all the innuendo he accused you of was just his imagination?”

Spike grinned unrepentant, “he’s just so easy to rile up and make blush. Almost as much fun as Red for that.”

“You wouldn’t really hurt them would you?” Giles knew he shouldn’t ask but couldn’t help it.

“We’ve been through this,” Spike rolled his eyes, “I can’t hurt them but if this chip was gone I’d do what I had to do, and so would you but there’s no point in fretting unless it happened,” he took a sip of whiskey, “you know what I am, I know what you are too.”

Giles rested his cheek against Spike’s forehead, “I understand but is it wrong of me to wish it was different?”

“Nah,” Spike sighed, and then brightened, “got an idea for a new game want to play?”

Giles laughed, whatever it was he had with Spike it was never boring, “what sort of game?”

“Strip chess, the drinking game,” Spike declared with a grin.

“Strip chess and drinking,” Giles repeated.

“Yeah, start shots for every pawn lost and then a piece of clothing for every major piece and winner gets to pick what happens next,” Spike smiled at Giles over the edge of his whiskey glass letting his tongue slip into the golden liquid.

Giles groaned and nodded his head, “you’ve had time to think this through.”

“Not much else to do in the bathtub except plan what I want to do to you next,” Spike flicked his tongue over his lips coating them with whiskey.

Giles pulled the blond in and kissed the whiskey off, “alright then you’re on,” he replied ending the kiss, “you want any blood first?”

“I’m good,” Spike answered snagging the bottle of whiskey from the bar and heading for the chessboard.

They had been simultaneously playing each other and Giles’ friend Jacob on separate chessboards. Together they made a formidable team and after years of losing to his friend Giles was happy to maintain the fiction that he had simply improved, and not that he had the assistance of a one hundred and twenty year old vampire.

The games between the two of them were more equally matched. Spike played recklessly and sometimes it paid off, other times Giles was able to strategise better and win in the long run.

They had played forfeits in the past, winner choosing who was on top or picking a toy to use on the other.

When they had first started having sex Spike had definitely been the one in control and Giles had very much enjoyed bottoming, but Spike was a sensualist and it did not take long for him to demand his share of stimulation.

If pressed Giles would have to admit that Spike somehow always managed to be the boss no matter who was buggering who. But Spike didn’t seem to care about the labels, and Giles was having more fun than he had had since taking on his duties with the Watchers Council.

Spike set up the board, he always played black and they started the game.

It did not take long for both to lose their first pieces of clothing and the bottle of whiskey quickly emptied.

The more Spike drank the more reckless his moves and the more clothing that ended up on the floor.

Giles’ game was impaired by watching the increasing amounts of skin exposed by Spike, and it did not take long for them both to be more naked than clothed.

When Spike struggled out of his jeans Giles was treated to the sight of Spike’s erect cock bouncing proudly against his belly.

Giles licked his lips with anticipation and promptly lost his bishop. Spike could have capitalised on the error if the sight of Giles licking his lips so enthusiastically had not aroused the blond so much that Giles was able to take the attacking knight with his next move.

Giles was determined to beat Spike this time he had something special in mind to finish the evening off. Aware that Spike had been distracted by his lips earlier Giles started a campaign of distraction.

When Giles spilt whiskey on his hand he suckled every finger clean noisily and with obvious relish then took Spike’s exposed bishop. Next he began to toy with neck of the whiskey bottle as he offered to refill Spike’s glass.

Spike’s queen was backed into the corner when he watched Giles take a deep swallow of whiskey straight from the bottle and lick around the neck to catch a stray drip.

He snatched the bottle off Giles and drained it to try and regain his composure only to watch Giles take his queen and smile.

“Checkmate,” Giles said triumphantly.

Spike looked down at the board and then at Giles. Raising one eyebrow Spike grinned, “So what do you have planned then?”

“Something you mentioned that first time in the bathtub,” Giles smiled back, “about having you at my mercy.”

Spike raised another eyebrow in surprise. He had not expected the watcher to be so enthusiastically submissive in the beginning believing him to be more dominant than that. He certainly had not minded being the top dog, but he was definitely intrigued by the idea and keen to see what Giles had planned.

“Alright then pet, where do you want me?” he drawled.

“Right where you are,” Giles got to his feet ignoring the fact that he was naked except for his socks, “I just need a few things,” he rushed out of the room leaving Spike to sprawl out on the rug.

Giles returned carrying the chains they had used to secure Spike in the bathtub. He stopped in the doorway mesmerised by the sight of Spike stretched out fisting his cock lazily.

Shaking his head to clear the fog of lust Giles advanced on the blond, “put your arms above your head,” Giles ordered him.

Spike stroked his cock once more and then reached his hands up crossing his wrists above his head. Quickly Giles secured Spike’s hands and looped a chain around the sofa leg to hold him there.

Spike watched him through half lidded eyes content to let the watcher take the lead.

Giles contemplated securing Spike’s legs but decided it would only get in the way of his plans. The chains were only for show really, if Spike really wanted to break free he could so this was as much an act of trust as anything between them.

Giles ran his hands down Spike’s sides enjoying the play of muscles under the pale skin. Spike was nowhere near as thin as he had been in the beginning, but there was no excess fat on the vampire just lean muscle.

Giles began to kiss and nip his way down Spike’s body paying close attention to the small pert nipples until Spike was writhing beneath him.

The sensitive skin on the blond’s belly was treated to similar attention Giles bringing up a smattering of love bites in his enthusiasm.

Bypassing Spike’s cock Giles pushed the vampire’s legs apart so he could kneel between them. Grabbing a pillow from the sofa Giles slipped it under Spike’s hips.

Spike let Giles put him into position enjoying being manoeuvred so firmly. The bites on his stomach had set him writhing as he felt Giles sucking his blood to the surface bruising the skin.

Giles pushed Spike’s thighs further apart and blew air across the exposed opening.

Spike braced his feet on the floor and lifted his hips higher giving Giles better access. The watcher took full advantage nipping at the soft skin on Spike’s thighs before running his tongue around the sensitive entrance.

Giles took hold of Spike’s buttocks to hold him up and shuffled in closer running his tongue up to the heavy balls and then pressing hard over the area where Spike’s prostate nestled.

Spike’s cock leapt with the sensations and he grabbed tight to the chains around his wrists.

Giles wet Spike’s opening feeling it relax under his ministrations letting him push his tongue inside.

Spike’s grip on his restraints got even tighter as he felt Giles penetrate him sparking off nerve endings.

Giles loved the taste of his vampire, tangy and somehow smoky all of Spike’s flesh held a clean flavour he had only tasted on the blond.

Giles tongue pressed further inside Spike causing his cock to leak continuously with pleasure, he was pretty sure he was going to cum just from the attention Giles was paying to his arse.

Reluctantly Giles pulled his tongue free and lowered Spike back onto the pillow. His hands had begun to shake from holding the pliant vampire up, and he wanted to be able to really enjoy the next bit.

Spike could not stop the moan of disappointment when Giles released his hips but it was quickly smothered by the feeling on Giles’ warm mouth around his cock.

Giles took Spike’s cock right to the back of his throat and swallowed knowing how much the muscle contractions drove Spike wild.

The combination was too much for Spike and he came down Giles’ throat with a howl.

Giles felt Spike spasm and the rush of cum into his mouth and kept sucking and swallowing until he had milked Spike clean.

He had intended to finish by fucking Spike until he made the blond cum again but the alcohol suddenly caught up with him and he had to brace himself with one arm to stay upright.

When Spike opened his eyes it was to see Giles swaying above him gaze unfocused.

Spike broke his restraints in time to stop Giles from collapsing on top of him.

“Easy pet,” he laughed, “didn’t know I had that kind of effect on you.” He let Giles sprawl over his body content to enjoy the post-orgasmic glow with a warm body as a blanket.

He would get up in a few minutes and put the obviously drunk watcher to bed…

“Oh my god!”

The exclamation woke Spike to the sight of two shocked teenagers looking down at him.

“Why are you naked on Giles’ floor and why does Giles have his mouth…” Buffy could not finish her question dragging her horrified gaze away.

Spike looked down and saw that the struggling to wake Giles had slid down his body in the night and was suckling his sleeping but very interested cock.

“This is not happening, this can’t be happening,” Xander’s voice woke Giles up properly and he let Spike’s cock slip free.

“Argh!” Xander covered his eyes, “naked vampire penis.”

Giles groaned he had no idea how he was going to explain this one or even if he could. The giggling blond he was draped over was obviously not going to be of any help.

“Buffy… Xander… calm down,” somehow his usual watcher tone was not so effective when he was stark naked sporting an obvious erection with a vampire in the same condition.

“Let me explain…”

THE END
Cause how could he possibly explain this?