Ethan arrived outside Rupert’s house not knowing what he would find once inside. As he walked up the path, the sound of laughter coming from the back yard distracted him. He peeped over the wooden side gate and smiled shifting his hips closer to the gate. This was an unexpected turn of events, his reward for his impending good deed.

There in the afternoon sun were Rupert and Willow. He was reclined on a lounger with Willow merrily bouncing up and down on his engorged shaft her head thrown back in ecstasy. The sun glistened on the lustful sheen of their bodies. Ethan licked his lips wondering where he remembered Willow’s stance from. Yes. Ripper used to let his head loll back like that just before cumming

It had been quite early on in their relationship when he had "taken" Ripper in a barn. It was a sex game and he had convinced Ripper it was going to blow his mind. It involved him being strung up by ropes to a rafter so his feet were just off the floor. Ethan stood in front of him he wasn’t in too much discomfort yet but the day was still young. Ethan had made sure that the ropes were tight enough to chafe just a little and that his arms were secured crucifix style, fully extended. This would clear Rupert’s head of any outdated religious fervour. He’d never be able to look at a cross without cumming again.

Ethan was branching out mind games as well as sex games. He alternately whipped and caressed him for the duration of one afternoon. Ripper was a heaving sweating swing by the end. Then Ethan got careless he had thought Ripper was broken; he looked broken covered in sweat and cum. He looked so out of it.

He came close and Rupert lifted his head slowly he looked exhausted and Ethan was jubilant. Another conquest! Ethan was too busy looking at Rupert’s mouth to notice the imperceptible tightening in his shoulders as he raised himself just an inch. Ripper’s thighs clamped round his waist and began to constrict. Ethan was taken completely by surprise he looked painfully into Ripper’s eyes and saw his own death glaring back at him.

"Cut me down!" Each syllable was punctuated by an increase in pressure on his waist. Ethan felt something give way in his chest. A rib? He nodded and as the pressure eased his pain increased. He fetched his knife and severed the ropes one at a time. Ripper fell in a heap on the barn floor completely spent. It had been painful but Ethan had got confirmation that Ripper was going to be an eager participant in any more dangerous games he managed to devise.

Ethan groaned and opened his eyes. Rupert was getting close. He saw that familiar catch of his breath, his head sliding back in surrender and the sweetest of smiles on his face. He glanced at Willow and was struck by her wanton expression. His eyes stung with tears. She looked just like Red sexy and gorgeous. Was it she born again, to come between him and Ripper?

Ethan looked back at Ripper, his own hand busy at his loins. With an explosive cry Rupert was cumming. He jerked into a sitting position wrapping his arms tightly round Willow as she convulsed in orgasm and sought out his mouth. Ethan’s eyes closed as he came to his own muted conclusion.

When he opened his eyes again Willow had gone and Rupert was dozing on the lounger, a newspaper draped over his hips. Ethan made himself decent and opened the gate. He stood by the lounger, his shadow falling across Ripper’s face.

"Hello lover."

Ripper shot up and glared at Ethan. "What do you want?" He inquired angrily. His anger served to cover his guilt at being aroused by Ethan’s sudden appearance in his garden, so recently vacated by Willow.

"You used to greet me differently, Ripper but that’s all right I’m not offended. I’ve come to help you actually."

"You... Help? Don’t make me laugh!" He guffawed in derision.

Ethan glanced over his shoulder and saw Willow as she came from the house carrying a tea tray. Her face fell when she saw him.

"What do you want, Ethan?" She asked not as harshly as Rupert had but still used the same tone. Ethan sighed. He was trying to help them

!

"You’ve been giving her lesson’s in rudeness?" He looked at the tea tray and his mouth watered. "Mind if I join you? I’ve not breakfasted." Giles looked round Ethan to Willow while Ethan pinched a biscuit.

"Would you get another cup please, love. Ethan is going to be staying awhile." Willow scooted off inside with a nod. "It’s a good thing I’m in a mellow mood Ethan, otherwise you’d be splattered all over the garden." He frowned in annoyance at Ethan’s sudden amusement.

"I witnessed you achieving ’mellowness’ and I am splattered all over your garden gate..." Ethan reeled back holding his nose. Ripper had improved. He hadn’t even seen his fist move.

Willow arrived with the extra cup and stared at Ethan in dismay. Rupert sipped his tea innocently.

"I can’t leave you two alone for a moment, can I?" She got a chair for Ethan and a tissue for his bloody nose. The bleeding stopped after a minute or two.

Ethan met Ripper’s glare with one of his own. He had forgotten just how volatile Ripper could be. It seemed that Ripper had forgotten how passionately he used to feel about him. Sometimes after magical excursions they would be together for hours, just happy to be close. Other times... He felt stirrings in his groin and eagerly followed that train of thought. Ethan was both surprised and alarmed at how deeply Ripper had loved him but that was ancient history.

He looked at his friend as he appeared now. A young woman at his beck and call, friends thronged round him and a perky blonde Slayer. Yes, Ripper was a lucky bastard! Luck that would run out if he didn’t fix what he came here to fix.

"You do need my help Ripper and you’re going to get it. No matter what you do to me!" Ethan threatened. Rupert looked into Ethan’s eyes and saw something that had been absent for a very long time, love, concern and grief.

"Explain it to me inside." He left Willow to gather the tea things. He folded the newspaper and got up to go inside. He’s happy to see me after all Ethan concluded.

Ethan sat down on the sofa and turned the envelope in his fingers. Rupert came downstairs and sat opposite him he was dressed in jeans and sweatshirt.

"Willow will be down shortly. Well, you had something to tell me." He kept his tone deliberately flat, hoping that it would get rid of Ethan quicker.

"You won’t remember." Ethan began, "I performed a banishing spell for memories on you and Willow a while back." He felt Ripper’s glare, don’t look at him.

"I had to, what you experienced would have destroyed you, Rupert." He held his friends gaze conveying his sorrow. "I couldn’t let that happen to you again. So I made you forget." He held up the envelope. "This explains why I made you forget. Read it"

Rupert swallowed, just this morning he and Willow had made love without protection for the first time. They had decided to try for a baby. They had been so happy.

"I don’t believe you, Ethan!" He shouted angrily. "This is a trick, you don’t want me to be happy! It’s not allowed is it?" He stopped suddenly as tears threatened.

"Rupert, don’t…" Ethan murmured he clasped his friend close. His lips brushed over Rupert’s trembling sensual mouth briefly, tasting the salt of his tears. Then he whispered in his ear.

"Remember." Ethan kissed his ear softly and withdrew to a safe distance to await the inevitable bombshell.

Ripper stared vacantly ahead as the suppressed memories of gentle Ethan rushed through his mind. Every detail was thrown up in sharp relief, the last being Angel’s death and Willow’s ravaged body leaning against his chest. He shook and wept. Ethan stepped closer and Rupert grabbed him clinging to him drowning in insurmountable grief.

Willow came downstairs from her shower and sighed when she saw them. She’d missed something big this time.

Rupert parted from Ethan. He was trying desperately to pull himself together.

"Willow." The way he said her name filled her with dread. "Ethan has just told me you’re in danger." He tried a smile, but it cracked and he couldn’t finish. He couldn’t tell her "we have to destroy your unborn child, it’s a demon out to destroy the world!" It would kill her. It was killing him.

"Willow, come here." Ethan lead her to the sofa. "What Rupert is trying to say is that now is not the best time to be thinking about babies. Practice by all means but be careful." He smiled warmly.

"Oh is that all it’s not Hellmouthy or anything? OK, then no big." Willow was alarmed by how closely Ethan studied her eyes. Something was wrong.

"He’s found her!" Ethan’s sudden outburst frightened her. "Ripper look!" Ethan vacated his seat beside her. "I’ll get the things." Ethan shot out of the front door to his car. Rupert took Ethan’s place and gazed into his love’s eyes.

"Oh, God!" He whispered in horror.

"Rupert!" Willow wailed. "You’re frightening me it’s to do with the Hellmouth isn’t it? What is it? Am I going to have a baby?" She gasped as the horrible truth dawned. She collapsed into Rupert’s chest and sobbed. For the first time since he’d known Willow, Rupert cursed her intelligence. He sat comforting her while a nude Ethan, expertly prepared the circle grim determination etched on his face.

"Ready?" He asked breathlessly. Rupert nodded and brought Willow to her feet. Ethan shook his head.

"Nude. Both of you, it’s a powerful spell. We don’t want to offend anyone do we?" He tried not to look. He really did.

Willow took off her clothes silently. She looked innocent and pure like a child. Ethan shuddered. Please don’t erect. Please don’t erect. He repeated his mantra. He opened his eyes when Rupert touched his arm. Ripper was smiling at him.

"All right? Thank you for helping us Ethan. Same reward?" He queried with a sad smile. Ethan sighed in relief Ripper trusted him again.

"If you like. Willow won’t be up to it. Go on hold your woman!" He pushed them into the circle.

Ethan cleared his head and began the incantation his voice wavering only once when he saw Willow begin to reject the pregnancy. Rupert held her sagging body as her sob’s of agony rose to a crescendo then died away. Towards the end of the casting a thick black fog began to creep up their bodies. Willow was terrified Rupert hugged her close to him and regarded Ethan with quiet trusting eyes as the fog drifted above their heads. Ethan could do nothing now until the fog lifted. He’d never felt so helpless!

End of Pt 1

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