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Title: Leashed
Fandom: Buffy the Vampire Slayer
Characters: Ethan/Giles
Challenge: a sort of inadvertant personal challenge from a friend
Rating: PG-13
Disclaimer: Not mine, no claims, all property of Joss Whedon.
Notes: This was inspired by some drabbles written by the_obscure, who wrote a series of sex-magic Ethan/Giles drabbles. A chance typo in our converations, about leashes, struck my imagination. I meant to write smut, but it didn't quite turn out that way - apologies. Cross-posted to my LJ and to my ij.
Leashed
Runes glowed on the dark leash attaching Ethan's collar to Ripper's wrist, revolving, red and then amber on black leather, and the frigid air hissed.
"No," said Ethan. He was naked, skin amber in the firelight. Shadows moved like scars on his body with the harsh force of his gasps.
"Yes," said Ripper. The room smelled of ice and fire. He staggered, then held the leash more firmly. "Now. Forever."
Ethan shut his eyes, but only for a moment.
"This binds us for all time," said Ripper.
"Do it!" said Ethan.
Ripper's incantation hung on the air.
It was done.