Subject: [DarkSlash] Black Mercy Files 3: Fire, Eat My Soul (Buffy/Twin Peaks C/O: NC-17: Ethan/Doug)
Date: Fri, 21 Feb 2003 16:30:17 -0000
From: "sycoraxil <sycoraxil@yahoo.co.nz>" <sycoraxil@yahoo.co.nz>


Summary: It is one year before the events in Sunnydale that led to
the deaths of Xander Harris and Rupert Giles after Warren Meers broke
into Buffy's front yard and tried to shoot her. Giles and his friend,
gay whitewicca Doug Mercer, have been called to investigate a
reported sighting of FBI Special Agent Dale Cooper, who went missing
in a small forested border town five klicks south of the Canadian-US
border. You may have heard of this place before. It's called Twin
Peaks.

Disclaimer: Giles and Ethan belong to Joss Whedon and UPN, John
Constantine is a property of DC Vertigo Comics, and the surviving
Twin Peaks characters belong to David Lynch. This is nonprofit stuff
that intends to answer some questions. Oh, and Doug Mercer is my own
idea.


Stood still on a highway
I saw a woman
By the side of the road
With a face that I knew like my own
Reflected in my window
Well she walked up to my quarterlight
And she bent down real slow
A fearful pressure paralysed me
In my shadow
She said "Son, what are you doing here?
My fear for you has turned me in my grave"
I said "Mama, I come to the valley of the rich
Myself to sell"
She said "Son, this is the road to Hell"

On your journey 'cross the wilderness
From the desert to the well
You have strayed upon the motorway to Hell

Chris Rea "The Road to Hell- Part I"
Road to Hell (C) 1989

Giles had to suppress a shiver at the portentous lyrics as he tried
to detect the source of the disturbance, as John Constantine stood
near him. Giles frowned:
"John, didn't you learn anything from that bout with lung cancer?"
"Yeah, I frighten away cancer cells. Is it my imagination or is that
predatory bastard Rayne checkin' out Dougieboy?"
"Over my dead body."
"Don't give Ethan ideas, Ripper. He's not in to necromancy yet, but I
don't particularly trust him not to be. Rayne's not exactly a
wonderful advert for ethical magickal boundaries, is he now."
"He may well be interested in Douglas, but Doug can give as good as
he gets..."

Unfortunately for his mentor, Doug was in the process of making one
of those little falls from grace that usually happen in places like
Sunnydale or Los Angeles, amongst slayers and reformed ensouled
vampires. He swallowed as he felt the exploratory hand brush by him
as it entered the lift, then it grabbed his cock through the fabric
of his trousers and Doug was startled.

Why the fuck hadn't Giles told him Rayne was such a hot silver fox of
a bloke? Fuck. Fuck, Rayne was unzipping his trousers and fondling
him in the lift and squeezing and...in public. Doug tilted his head
back and moaned, then flinched back as he felt Rayne's finger
inscribe a pentacle on his shaft. Then Rayne was hot against him, and
his lips invaded Dougs' and he was pressing Doug back against the
wall of the lift as they stopped on his floor. With a grin, Rayne
tugged Doug forward by his belt, as Doug responded to the sudden play
for his body. He said:
"Steady on, mate..."
"Oh come on, Mercer. You're not exactly resisting. You want me. I
want you. Desire can be a chaotic thing and I think you like that."
"Fucking hell. You're as morally ambiguous as buggery and you're also
a hot bastard. Talk about your zen contradictions..."
"Look, you. Let's get back to my hotel room so we can fuck each
other's brains out. I want that arse I can see through your trousers.
And I see you want my cock..."
"Ah hell. I used to be the bloody rent boy, Rayne, I should have made
the first move..."
Rayne grinned:
"Not your fault, boy. I've had more practice. Now get the fuck inside
my room..."

As Rayne tugged him into the room, he felt the pentacle glow on the
skin of his cock as he fell to his knees and Rayne was tugging off
his trousers. He watched as Rayne unzipped his own trousers and
pushed Doug's head onto his cock, while Rayne removed the younger
man's trousers and BVDs, while undoing his own shirt and shucking his
shoes.
"Yeah, suck my hard cock..."
"Uhhh..." Doug moaned as Rayne jerked Doug's jacket off his shoulders
and began to unbutton his shirt:
"I want you naked, you sexy bastard. Oh yeah. You want this, don't
you, Mercer? You want someone experienced in charge. You want me to
take you, don't you? Don't you?"
Doug looked up, breathless as he let Rayne's cock fall from his
mouth. Fuck, what had come over him? It was as if he had lost any
power to resist the older mage. And why did he like this feeling so
much? It wasn't as if he hadn't had wards to protect him otherwise,
so what was this? Was it simply the mad rutting desire to fuck
someone who looked hot as? Yeah, right. It wasn't anything to do with
magick, it was just two blokes getting it on who fancied each other.

And he'd be buggered if he'd let Rayne end up on top. He got to his
feet and pushed Rayne onto the bed as he launched himself over the
top of him, kissing him hard as his hands roughly invaded Rayne's
back passage and he pressed one, then two, then three exploratory
fingers there. He grabbed a KY sachet and began to lube Rayne's arse
up as Rayne backed into the fingers and moaned at the feelings that
emanated from there. He flipped Rayne over onto his stomach and got
over him, feeding his cock into a startled Rayne's arse as he
whispered to Rayne what he was going to do to the older man and did
he like being on the receiving end of rough trade like this, and was
he regularly fucked by harder blokes than him, as his eyes shone
fiery emerald green and he started to push his hard cock into Rayne's
hole. After a moment, Rayne started to groan in anticipation, but,
although he briefly fought his status drop, he submitted as Doug's
hard cock began to increase its motion as he started to pump Rayne
down into the mattress. He slapped Rayne's arse as Rayne gasped that
yes, he did like it like this, and he wanted Doug deeper, harder,
faster. Then, a moment later, the insistent pressure had started to
tell and Doug cried out as his seed splashed across Ethan's back,
arse and legs, while Rayne's spunk hit the fabric of the room.

After he'd dressed and ignored Rayne's pleas for more heat, Doug
rejoined his two mates on the ground floor. He winked:
"Not to worry lads, he's not much of a problem. He didn't realise
that I have training in sexmagick, so I was able to go hard and get
some info from him about his comprehension of what gives..."
Constantine looked at Giles:
"You game, Ripper?"
"Yes, most certainly. And this was...?"

To Be Continued