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by Rupert Giles (g_watcher)
at July 31st, 2006 (11:51 pm)
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current mood: loved

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Giles raised his eyebrows as he watched Wesley. He knew the other man well enough to know when he wasn't trying to laugh. He could tell it in his eyes - they seemed to twinkle when Wesley was amused by something. "Well, I do suppose I shall think of a punishment for you. I do wonder if I brought any braces along with me," he murmured, remembering the time he'd spanked Wesley in the library using the other man's braces.

A cheeky grin covered his face as he stood and stood behind Wesley, his eyes going wide. "What's that?" he asked pointing at one of the e-mails. "Who in the bloody hell is sending me e-mails about penile pumps?!" He then rolled his eyes. "I'm going to kill Xander when I see him again."

There was a knock on the door, which meant the takeaway was there. "Print them out please," he said as he moved to the bedroom and quickly pulled on his trousers and shirt. Padding to the door, he opened it and paid for the food before bringing it over to the table. "You still have some braces, don't you?"

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Posted by: Wesley Wyndam-Pryce (gfs_wesleypryce)
Posted at: August 18th, 2006 02:05 am (UTC)
Me - Knocked Down

"I'm so glad you approve, Purple Pan," Wesley told his lover as they made their way to the lift down the hall from the storage facility. For some reason, it didn't occur to him to just go back the way they had come.

Once they had got downstairs to the reception lobby, they stepped out into a full-blown melee. Wesley had to duck as something went flying over his head. He wasn't sure, but it might have been Angel. Looking over at the thing that had thrown him, he felt his jaw drop - something that rarely happened nowadays.

"I think we're witnessing Lorne's manifestation!" he said, pointing to the fact that Lorne was nearby, trying to stay out of the way. "Fred! Shoot Lorne!"

"Which one?!"

"The--our Lorne!"

Fred immediately swung the gun toward Lorne and let off the shot, hitting him in the head. The demon looked at her for a moment, a shocked expression on his face, then dropped to the ground.

A moment later, the big Hulk version of him disappeared, leaving the lobby in disarray.

Wesley looked around, then stared down at what he was wearing. "Where the bloody hell are my regular clothes?"

Posted by: Rupert Giles (g_watcher)
Posted at: August 18th, 2006 04:29 am (UTC)
Giles - Concerned

Giles jumped around, laughed at Angel being thrown, and pointed Fred in the right direction. When she shot off the gun, he watched as Lorne hit the ground, and soon the other Lorne exploded into what seemed like confetti. Blinking, he turned and looked at Wesley. "Nice dress," he smirked before he caught a glimpse of what he was wearing. "Dear lord! We were under a spell."

He turned and started toward Wesley's office, knowing that's where their clothes were at. Picking up his clothes, he looked at Wesley before he started to change. He was embarrassed more than anything and didn't want to face Wesley just yet, especially after what he'd said. After he had his regular clothes on, he turned and looked at Wesley.

"Sorry," he muttered as he looked down at his hands. "I-I...um...you aren't a sideshow freak, love. And I promise I'll make it up to you." He looked up at his lover and gave him a soft smile.

Posted by: Wesley Wyndam-Pryce (gfs_wesleypryce)
Posted at: August 20th, 2006 04:40 am (UTC)
Me - Gentle Smile

Wesley allowed Rupert to lead him into his office, very glad to find his clothes there. He could remember thinking that dressing up in the red costume was a great idea, but now, he couldn't imagine why in the world he could have thought such a thing. Parading around in women's clothing. He knew that it had been because of Lorne, but that didn't make it any easier to accept in hindsight, especially given some of the things that Rupert had said.

He quickly stripped the dress off and balled it up. Part of him wanted to toss it in the bin, but it wasn't his, so he'd have to return it to the closet along with Rupert' suit. With a sigh, he folded it over the back of the chair. He'd do that tomorrow.

Once he got his shoes on, he turned to Rupert, facing him as he apologize for what had had said, about to tell him that it was all right, all things considered. But then he mentioned making it up to him, and a slight smirk tugged at the corner of his lips. Reaching out, he wrapped his arms around his lover and pulled him closer.

"Well, I've been wanting to take you home and have you shag me since you walked though the office door earlier, but I think..." He paused for a moment, his eyebrows arching up his forhead. "It's been quite a tough week without you here, you know. A bit stressful. I think I'd quite also like a massage."

Posted by: Rupert Giles (g_watcher)
Posted at: August 20th, 2006 07:12 am (UTC)
Giles - Pissed Off

Giles smirked when Wesley pulled him closer and started to talk about shagging. Truth be told, he'd been wanting to shag Wesley senseless since walking into his office earlier, and the thought made his cock twitch in his trousers. Then Wesley raised his eyebrows and requested a massage, Giles smiled. "I think I can handle that, my love," he said with softly kissing Wesley's lips.

He pulled back and took Wesley's hand. "Lets go home," he said, tugging on his lover's hand. He led him out of his office, and down the hallway to the lift. Giles stopped though when he saw Knox speaking to Fred and noticed how she didn't see too happy about him speaking to her.

"I think we have a problem," Giles said, dropping Wesley's hand. He walked over to where Fred was standing and stood beside her. "Is there a problem, love?"

"I...no," she quietly said.

Knox smirked and looked Giles over. "Doesn't seem she wants to talk to you," he said before reaching over for Fred's arm. But before he could touch her, Giles quickly hit him and watched as he hit the floor.

"I don't think she wants to speak with you either."

Posted by: Wesley Wyndam-Pryce (gfs_wesleypryce)
Posted at: August 20th, 2006 09:22 pm (UTC)
Me - Evil Stare

When Rupert agreed to the massage, Wesley smiled, definitely ready to go home and spend time with his lover. After the night they had experienced and the week they had been forced to spend apart, they deserved the night alone. In fact, part of him thought that they probably deserved a whole week at the very least, to make up for the time, but at least they were together now.

After they had left the office, he had just noticed Knox and Fred when Rupert mentioned that they had a problem. Fred certainly did not look like she was happy, whatever was going on, so he followed Rupert over, ready to help protect his friend if need be.

Although it turned out that Rupert was more than willing to protect her as well, knocking Knox to the floor when he tried to touch Fred. Wesley immediately put himself between her and the stunned git.

"Fred, what's going on?" he asked.

"He...we...he wanted us to go out for dinner, and I was trying to explain that it had been a long night, and I just wanted to go home," she told him.

"And he wasn't talking no for an answer?" Wesley growled. Fred shook her head. Leaning down, he grabbed Knox and pulled him up against the wall. "I'm not sure what level of hell you've come from, Knox, but when a lady says no, that pretty much means she's not interested. And it's certainly not an invitation to touch her."

"But she--."

"I what, Knox?" Fred asked, crossing her arms. "I thought I remember telling you that I wasn't interested back a couple of weeks ago. Maybe I should see about getting you transferred to another department."

Wesley gave Knox a shove back to the floor. "Stay away from her, Knox. Rupert and I aren't very forgiving when people don't listen to our friends." He took Rupert's hand. "Fred, would you like a lift home?"

"Please."

He nodded. "We'll drop you off on the way."

Posted by: Rupert Giles (g_watcher)
Posted at: August 21st, 2006 12:50 am (UTC)
Giles - Headachy

Giles stood and watched as Wesley slammed Knox against the wall. It seemed a lot of things had changed with Wesley over the years. He remembered a time when Wesley would get scared dealing with anyone in a physical way. But now - he was different and Giles furrowed his brow, wondering what happened to make him this way. He faintly remembered hearing about Angel kicking Wesley out of the group for a while, but he couldn’t remember why, and almost didn’t feel right.

“I’m not scared of you, Wes,” Knox said, standing up.

“I would be if I were you,” Giles said before he pushed Knox over. He went to the lift with Fred and Wesley and rode it down to the garage. “He didn’t hurt you, did he, Fred?”

“I’m fine. He’s just…he’s been bugging me for weeks now. He even called me a goddess once. Spike was in the lab when it happened, and I’m he would’ve hit Knox if he could,” she said as she got into Wesley’s car.

Giles shook his head and got into the front seat of the car. Perhaps he should teach Knox an extended lesson about manners.

Posted by: Wesley Wyndam-Pryce (gfs_wesleypryce)
Posted at: August 22nd, 2006 01:04 am (UTC)
Me - Smiling

"Too bad Spike couldn't have," Wesley muttered as he slid behind the wheel of his Jeep. He didn't like the incoporeal vampire that much, but when it came to Fred, help from him was certainly preferable to Knox treating her the way he had been. "Sorry, Fred - I always did have a bad feeling about the little git."

"I know," she said with a sigh, resting her head back against the seat. "Guess I should've know when he hacked into my cell phone. I definitely think he's been at that place too long."

The rest of the drive to Fred's apartment building was made in silence. When they pulled up out front, Wesley put the car in park and turned to look at his friend. "You going to be all right tonight?"

She nodded. "I think I'm just going to take a long bath and then head to bed. Thanks for your help...with Lorne and Knox." Leaning forward, she kissed Wesley's forehead then turned and kissed Rupert's as well. "Night, you two. Enjoy yourselves."

As they waited to make sure Fred got inside all right, Wesley looked over at his lover and gave him a smile, reaching over to squeeze his hand. "I'd say we intend to."

When she had disappeared, Wesley headed for his own apartment building, which wasn't too far from Fred's. Once they had parked and were heading upstairs in the lift, Wesley grabbed Rupert and kissed him hard.

"Sorry...been wanting to do that for a while now."

Posted by: Rupert Giles (g_watcher)
Posted at: August 22nd, 2006 03:56 am (UTC)
Giles - Shirtless and lounging

"Goodnight, Fred," Giles said as she got out of the car. He watched to make sure she got inside her house all right before turning to look at Wesley. "I agree, love," he said. When they finally got back to Wesley's building, Giles grinned. He had plans for them once they got inside of the flat. It'd been much too long since he'd touched his lover.

When they got onto the lift, Giles stumbled a little when Wesley grabbed him and kissed him. It was nice but it ended much too soon. "It's been too long since I've touched you," he said as his hand traced over the crotch of Wesley's trousers. The door of the lift opened and Giles pulled Wesley out and took him to the door of the flat.

Once the door was unlocked and they were inside, Giles closed and locked the door again. He then grabbed Wesley's shirt and pressed him against the wall. He kissed him had as he undid his lover's trousers. "Do you want a shag, or massage first?" he asked as he nibbled on Wesley's neck, his hand sliding into the other man's boxers.

Posted by: Wesley Wyndam-Pryce (gfs_wesleypryce)
Posted at: August 23rd, 2006 01:16 am (UTC)
Me - Kissing

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