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Wesley Wyndam-Pryce [userpic]
by Wesley Wyndam-Pryce (gfs_wesleypryce)
at August 22nd, 2006 (08:00 pm)
horny

current mood: horny

Continued from here.


Wesley wasn't exactly sure how they made it to his flat from the lift, especially since his brain went south the moment Rupert cupped his cock through his trousers. He recalled a bit of a stumbling and some jingling, and the next thing he knew, he was up against the wall, being snogged as though it might be the last time.

Or maybe as though they hadn't had a chance to do this in over a week.

He reached for Rupert's shirt as he felt him undo his trousers. Just as he was pulling the hem of the shirt out so he could strip his lover, he felt a warm hand slid into his boxers and let out a gasp, Rupert's question barely registering at first.

All he could think about was his touch on his rapidly hardening flesh, and even though he tried to control himself, wanting to tell Rupert that he wanted the massage first just to see his reaction, he couldn't. When he opened his mouth, he let out a groan of pleasure, and his head fell back against the wall.

"Want you..." he finally managed to gasp out. A week was too bloody long. He wasn't even sure anymore how he had managed for years without Rupert in his bed. He forced himself under control long enough to say, "At the risk of sounding like a complete and utter pansy, take me, Rupert. Now. Please."

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Posted by: Rupert Giles (g_watcher)
Posted at: August 23rd, 2006 03:47 am (UTC)
Giles - Shirtless and lounging

Giles wrapped her hand around the silky and heated flesh of Wesley's cock and started to stroke. He kissed the other man hard, their teeth bumping into each other. When Wesley was finally able to speak, Giles smirked - he was quite proud of himself, especially since he could get such a reaction out of his lover.

Pulling away a little, he strip Wesley of the rest of his clothes. Giles didn't think he would make it to the bedroom and he eyed the dining room table. The two had joked about trying it out sometime, and it looked sturdy enough. "Come here, love," he said, tugging over to the table. He had the other man sit on the edge of the table before going tot he kitchen.

When he come back out, Giles set the bottle of oil on the table and took off the rest of his clothes. He nudged Wesley back before lathering his own fingers with the oil. Giles pressed a finger into his lover. When Wesley was properly stretched out, Giles used the oil on his own cock and slowly slid into his lovers tightness. "Bloody hell, love," he hissed as he leaned forward and pushed all the way in.

After placing Wesley's legs on his shoulders, Giles gripped a hand around the other man's cock and started to slowly thrust inside of him.

Posted by: Wesley Wyndam-Pryce (gfs_wesleypryce)
Posted at: August 24th, 2006 01:28 am (UTC)
Me - Seduced

When Wesley climbed up on the cold table, a shiver ran through him. This wasn't the first time they had ever shagged on a table, but it was the first time in several years, and between the anticipation and chill, he was starting to feel a bit juttery. Especially when Rupert disappeared into the kitchen for a moment.

When he returned, Wesley watched his lover strip and then approach him. He lay back on the table, arching up slightly when the cold hit his skin and then again when he felt Rupert's finger press inside him. Oh God, he had been fantasizing about this all week, and of course, the dream never was as good as the reality.

"No more being apart for a week or more ever again, please," he managed before groaning as another finger slid into him. "I don't think I could take it."

Within minutes, he was ready to beg Rupert to put his cock in him when he felt him remove his fingers and place his tip to his entrance, sliding inside. "Oh, God," he gasped, resting his legs against his lover's shoulders and pressing his hips up meet each of his thrusts.

It was nearly impossible to put into words just how having Rupert inside him, making love to him, made Wesley feel. The sensations were unlike anything else, especially when Rupert grasped his cock, causing him to almost black out for a moment. The pleasure began coiling inside him, deep down in the base of his spine.

"Rupert...so good," he said before closing his eyes and arching against the table, which was not beginning to feel warm and slippery against his back. He reached out and grabbed the edge of the table to steady himself, feeling like he was going to fall over at any moment.

He wasn't sure how long it had been before he felt his balls tighten, and overwhelmed from the stimulation both to his cock and his prostate, he finally let go, letting out a hoarse cry as his cock began twitching and his muscles began clenching.

Posted by: Rupert Giles (g_watcher)
Posted at: August 24th, 2006 08:38 pm (UTC)
Giles - Giggling uncontrol

Giles had always loved how receptive Wesley was. He'd never been with a lover before that vocalized his pleasure as much as Wesley did. With one hand on Wesley's cock, and the other on his hip, Giles thrust hard and firm into his lover. "No more trips unless we're together," he pushed out.

Thrusting harder, Giles began to feel his body start to tremble. A week without any sort of release was driving him mad and he was so close to falling over the edge. He could feel Wesley's cock begin to twitch in his hand and he groaned, feeling his balls start to tighten. "Wesley," he growled. He felt Wesley's muscles start to clench around him and he pushed in harder. And soon, everything exploded inside of him.

With a strangle cry, Giles felt his release flood into Wesley. His legs almost gave out but he caught himself before falling over. "Christ, Wesley..." He took a few shuddering breaths and removed Wesley's legs from him shoulders. He then looked down at his lover's face and started to laugh.

"I think we should maybe take a shower? You still have makeup on your face!" He said between giggles.

Posted by: Wesley Wyndam-Pryce (gfs_wesleypryce)
Posted at: August 25th, 2006 12:55 am (UTC)
Me - Smirk

"Definitely not," Wesley agreed. "We're going together...no matter where or why..."

Once he orgasmed, he felt Rupert spill inside him, his cock twitching. It was the most amazing feeling in the world, and he closed his eyes, savoring it. He felt Rupert starting to fall against him and tried to raise his hands to help him, but his current position made it difficult.

When Rupert helped him put his legs down, he then sat up. He knew he'd have to clean the table later, but he didn't care. Especially when his lover mentioned the make-up on his face.

"I seem to remember you being the one to ask Fred to put it on me!" Wesley told him, swatting his hip. Sliding from the table, he then took his hand and led him to the bathroom, where he turned on the shower. Once it was the right tempertature, he pulled the other man in and picked up the soap to wash his face. "Better? Now we should probably clean the rest of ourselves up."

With a grin, he started soaping Rupert's abdomen before working his way down to clean his cock.

Posted by: Rupert Giles (g_watcher)
Posted at: August 25th, 2006 03:28 am (UTC)
Giles - Amused

"I was under the influence of a very powerful spell!" Giles protested. When Wesley swatted his hip, he jumped a little and looked at him in mock anger. "I will get the braces out if you continue to be cheeky." He shook his head. "Looks like I'll have to retrain you again."

Soon he found himself in the shower with his lover and smiled. "Brilliant idea, love," he murmured as he felt Wesley's run the soapy sponge over his body. When he ran it lower, Giles felt his cock twitch and he moaned. "I don't know if I can do this again, love. Between the flight from England, being a pimp, keeping my lady friend in line, and shagging you senseless, I'm a bit knackered."

Reaching over, he took the sponge away from Wesley and turned him away so he could clean him out. "Feel better, love?" he whispered in Wesley's ear. He rinsed the sponge off and soaped it up again before turning his lover away to clean his front.

Posted by: Wesley Wyndam-Pryce (gfs_wesleypryce)
Posted at: August 26th, 2006 01:36 am (UTC)
Me - Looking Off

"Is that a promise?" Wesley asked with a soft chuckle at Rupert's threats to get the braces out. He had mentioned digging out the ones in his closet several times before he had been required to return to England, but they had yet to appear. "Maybe I do need that refresher course."

When he saw the effect his washing was having on his lover, he handed the sponge over, letting him clean him. He groaned a bit at the feel of the sponge in the same place where Rupert had just shagged him; it felt good to be clean though he absolutely enjoyed the sensation of his love coming inside him.

"Much better...for so many reasons," he said. So, so many reasons, not the least of which he was there with him.

When Rupert finished, he obediently turned around, hissing a bit as the sponge ran over him. "I can understand what you mean about being a bit knackered," he told him. He tried to keep himself from reacting any further though it was difficult.

"Here..." he managed, taking the sponge. "I'll get my feet."

Croaching down, he quickly lathered up his feet, the thought of what Gunn had done doing quite a bit to settle him down. When he finished, making sure they were clean, he stood back up and shut off the water before reaching out for one of the towels, which he wrapped around Rupert with a smile.

"It's definitely good to have you back home with me, love," he told him.

Posted by: Rupert Giles (g_watcher)
Posted at: August 26th, 2006 04:41 am (UTC)
Giles - Serious in braces

Giles watched as Wesley finished washing his feet. He was going to say something cheeky but decided just to keep his mouth closed. The thought of Gunn peeing on him made Giles shudder. He watched Wesley turn off the water and smiled when his love wrapped a towel around him. "It's good to be home," he said, before giving him a soft kiss.

Stepping out of shower, Giles finished drying himself off before placing his towel in the hamper. He was glad Wesley was messy since untidy people (like Xander!) drove him mad. Once Wesley was finished, he took his hand and led his lover out to the main room. "I need to get something out of my boxes," he said.

Giles was glad his boxes had arrived from England. He figured he'd spend the next day putting stuff away. "You should take the day off tomorrow and help me unpack." He shook his head, not believing he had moved in with Wesley. Things were finally looking up.

He pulled out a pair of pajama bottoms out of one of the boxers before smirking. "Remember these, love?" he asked, pulling out a pair of moron braces.

Posted by: Wesley Wyndam-Pryce (gfs_wesleypryce)
Posted at: August 27th, 2006 04:14 am (UTC)
Me - Smirk

While watching his lover go through the boxes that had been delivered the day before, Wesley smiled. It was really real. He was with Rupert, and Rupert was here to stay. Since the apartment was quite big, Wesley had always felt a bit lonely, living there by himself, but now with the other man there, it seemed just the right size. There was plenty of room for his belongings. It would all fit together perfectly.

At Rupert's suggestion that he take the day off, Wesley rubbed his hand over his chin and smiled. "You know, that's a very good idea, love," he told him. Given the choice between staying home with the man he loved and helping him create their home together or going into the office, he would definitely always take the first option every time. "I'll call Angel in the morning and tell him I'm not coming in. Actually...I'll call Fred. That way I can check on her too. Then I'll be yours for the entire day."

When Rupert pulled out the maroon braces, Wesley had to force himself to keep from shuddering at the memories they immediately brought to mind - wonderful, very pleasurable memories. Walking over to him, he reached out and ran his finger along the underedge of the braces, giving his lover a smile.

"Don't think I'd ever be able to forgot those," he said in a low voice. He then raised an eyebrow and smirked a bit. "I think, though, that you may still have to give me that refresher course you were talking about. It has been a while."

Posted by: Rupert Giles (g_watcher)
Posted at: August 27th, 2006 05:37 am (UTC)
Giles - Glee

Giles snapped the braces at Wesley and gave him a cheeky grin. "We might be able to slip a lesson in tomorrow," he said before leaning forward to kiss his lover. He placed the braces back in the box and took Wesley's hand and led them to bed, where he fell into a deep and peaceful sleep.

The sun was just beginning to rise when Giles woke again. He stretched out his body, grimacing when he heard a few of his bones and joints cracked. There were times when he certainly felt his age. Turning a bit, he looked at Wesley and smiled. Everything he'd hoped for over the past few years were finally happening. The man he loved more than anything was lying beside him.

Leaning over, he softly kissed Wesley's shoulder and then rolled out of bed. He padded to the kitchen and started a pot of tea before finding his mobile. There wasn't any messages so he put it back down and went to the kitchen to finish the tea.

Posted by: Wesley Wyndam-Pryce (gfs_wesleypryce)
Posted at: August 28th, 2006 02:22 am (UTC)
Me - On the Phone

When Wesley started to wake up, he immediately felt as though something was missing. He reached over, his hand falling onto the bed, and he immediately opened his eyes, looking around. He hadn't dreamed what had happened had he? The whole Halloween party was crazy enough that it very well could have been. Was today the day Rupert was supposed to return?

Then he heard movement out in the main area of the flat and smiled softly. No. He most definitely hadn't dreamed the night before. Part of him sort of wished he had because it meant he had actually worn a dress and make-up and been peed on by Gunn. But part of him was glad he hadn't, not with the toe-curling way Rupert had shagged him on the table.

Sitting up on the bed, he picked up the phone on the nightstand and dialed Fred's number at the office, knowing that she was usually there by this time of the morning. After a few rings, she picked up.

"Fred Burkle."

"Fred, it's Wesley. How are you feeling this morning?" he asked.

"Better," she said. "I really do appreciate you and Rupert helping out last night. Knox was definitely getting overbearing. I'm going to talk to personnel about sending him to one of the special departments today and get him out of my lab."

"Good. I'm glad you're all right. Can you tell Angel that I won't be in today?"

"Ohhh...playing hookey with Rupert?"

Wes blushed a bit even though he knew that Fred couldn't see him. "I'm...going to help him unpack."

There was a gentle laugh from the other end of the line. "With plenty of breaks, I'm sure. Okay, I'll let Angel know. You and Rupert have a...productive day."

"Thanks, Fred. I'll see you tomorrow."

"Bye, Wes."

After he hung up the phone, he stood up and stretched, then headed out to the kitchen to find his lover waiting for the kettle to boil so he could make tea. Walking over, he slipped his arms around Rupert and kissed his neck.

"Morning, love," he said. "I've talked to Fred. She's doing fine, and everything's taken care of, so I'm not going in today. I'm all yours for the next twenty-four hours. Well, I'm all yours forever, but you know what I mean."

Posted by: Rupert Giles (g_watcher)
Posted at: August 28th, 2006 04:26 am (UTC)
Giles - Corner smiling

It was moments like this that made Giles wish he still used magic. He wanted to have the tea done before Wesley woke up. He had also wanted to have a few scones to go alone with it but it seemed Wesley didn't do much shopping. They would have to do that later because Giles wasn't about to eat takeaway every night.

When he heard the bedroom door open, he smiled and when Wesley wrapped his arms around him and kissed his neck, the smile turned to a grin. "Morning, love," Giles said as he turned around in his arms. He smirked at Wesley's messy hair and ran his fingers through it.

"That's wonderful news about Fred. Hopefully Knox as learnt his lesson," Giles commented before softly kissing Wesley's mouth. "And forever sounds quite wonderful." He then motioned toward the cupboards. "Although, if you want me to stick around, we have to get some food. I'll even cook for you."

Just then the tea kettle started to whistle and Giles gave Wesley a quick kiss and turned around to finish the tea.

Posted by: Wesley Wyndam-Pryce (gfs_wesleypryce)
Posted at: August 30th, 2006 02:28 am (UTC)
Me - Embarrassed

At Rupert's comment about the state of his cupboards, Wesley cringed a little and opened one of them. He wasn't even sure he had been shopping since he had moved into here since he had been working most nights at the office up until Rupert had showed up. Even during the last week.

"We could go shopping later after we've unpacked some of your things," Wesley offered, liking the idea of having a meal cooking by his lover. He had always been a wonderful cook, he remembered...when they had had time for actual meals.

Watching as Rupert made the tea, he smiled when the aroma reached his nose, breathing in deeply. "Is this the tin you brought back with you from India?" he asked. It actually did smell much better than the blend he tended to drink - although he wasn't sure if he should tell him that. He'd probably never let him hear the end of it.

Posted by: Rupert Giles (g_watcher)
Posted at: August 30th, 2006 04:29 am (UTC)
Giles - By window

Giles nodded at Wesley's suggestion of them going shopping later. Since they were in Los Angeles, he was sure there was better stores there then there had been in Sunnydale. He was looking forward to seeing what sort of tea they sold in there. In Sunnydale, there was only three different kinds available. Shaking his head, Giles poured Wesley a cup of tea, not believing he was thinking about tea when his lover was standing right there.

"Here. This is what real tea should taste like," Giles said with a knowing look. He walked out to the table and sat his tea down. He went to Wesley's door and opened it. That morning's paper was sitting there and he picked it up. "Remember back in Sunnydale how we used to look through the newspaper to find things to do. You'd think the Council would've been more help."

He shook his head, not wanting to think about the Council. Instead, he looked over at his boxes. "Whatever we can't fit in the flat, I can put in a storage unit. I don't want to crowd you out of your flat."

Posted by: Wesley Wyndam-Pryce (gfs_wesleypryce)
Posted at: August 31st, 2006 02:38 am (UTC)
Me - Gentle Smile

Taking the cup in his hand, Wesley savored the aroma for a moment before taking a sip. "Hmmm...you're right, love. This tea is very good." He opened his eyes and looked over at his lover as he brought the paper inside. "I do remember." He wasn't likely to forget, considering some of the things they had ended up doing as a result.

After taking another sip of his tea, he walked over to Rupert and looked over the boxes. "I think we'll be able to fit everything in. This flat is rather big. So don't worry about feeling like you're crowding me out." He reached over and wrapped his free arm around him. "Besides, this is your home too now, you know."

He gave him a kiss, then they set to work unpacking. Between the two of them, they managed to get most of the boxes open and Rupert's belonging put away within several hours. Clothes were put into the closet and books onto the shelves. Artefacts went next to Wesley's - it looked like they had always been there by the time they were done.

There were only a few boxes left when Wesley felt his stomach start to rumble. Sheepishly, he looked over at Rupert. "Perhaps we should take a break and do that grocery shopping now. I think we both need more than tea to keep us going. I know a store down the road that sells some English items...including jaffa cakes."

He grinned when he saw his reaction, remembering his lover's weakness for the treat. "Shall we?"

Posted by: Rupert Giles (g_watcher)
Posted at: August 31st, 2006 04:36 am (UTC)
Giles - Concerned

Giles was glad when Wesley suggested they take a break. Unpacking had to be the most boring thing ever. Standing from the floor, Giles stretched out his arms and smiled when Wesley mentioned getting some jaffa cakes. His boyfriend wasn't playing fair but he'd get him back. "And when we get back, and get some food into us, we should start your refresher training with the braces," Giles said as he ran his hand over the crotch of Wesley's pants.

With a smile, he stepped away and went to the bathroom to wash up. When he came back out, he waited for Wesley to get ready before they went down to the car. "I should make spaghetti with my homemade sauce tonight," Giles commented as he buckled his seatbelt. "I'm rather sure we'll be able to find some good tomatoes somewhere."

When they pulled out of the parking lot and went toward the supermarket, he looked over at Wesley and raised his eyebrows. "You do have pots and pans, right?" he asked.

Posted by: Wesley Wyndam-Pryce (gfs_wesleypryce)
Posted at: September 2nd, 2006 12:53 am (UTC)
Me - Smirk

When Rupert ran his hands over his trousers, Wes immediately felt himself starting to stir, both from the touch and from the promise of the use of the braces later. Taking a deep breath, he forced himself to settle down while Rupert disappeared into the loo. As much as his lover made him want him, he couldn't very well go out to the grocery store stiff as a board.

By the time he was out, Wesley had managed to settle down enough and quickly got himself ready to go. Once they were underway, he smiled at Rupert's suggestion for dinner.

"That sounds wonderful - it's been quite a while since I've have good pasta. And I rather missed your sauce." He then shot Rupert a pained expression at his question. "Of course, I do. I can't vouch for their state since I do tend to burn everything I make..."

He broke off and gave him a grin. "Kidding, love. The pots and pans are fine. I'll get them out for you when we get back."

Soon, they were at the store, and as they walked inside, Wesley found himself taking Rupert's hand. A few people shot them looks, but he didn't care. This was the first time he was actually able to open about his relationship with Rupert without worrying about his father or Buffy and her friends, and he was rather ready to enjoy it.

Taking him into the foreign import section right as they entered, he picked up a box of jaffa cakes. "See. Told you we could get you some."

Posted by: Rupert Giles (g_watcher)
Posted at: September 2nd, 2006 04:19 am (UTC)
Giles - Bloody Brilliant

Giles gave Wesley a horrified look when he said all of his pots and pans were ruined because he had burnt things in them. He blinked, wondering how the other man survived without him. But when Wesley said he was kidding, he let out a breath. "You've been probably living on takeaway, haven't you? No wonder you aren't in shape!"

He gave his love a cheeky grin as they pulled up to the supermarket. Once inside, Giles held on to Wesley's hand as they walked through the aisles. His face lit up when he saw the jaffa cakes. "You certainly know the way to my heart, love," he said, placing the cakes in the small basket he'd gotten from the front.

They continued through the aisles, picking up a few items here and there. When they came to the dairy aisle, Giles smiled when he saw the whipped cream. "I think we should get some of this too," he said, placing a can in the basket. "It's good on jaffa cakes," he explained, not wanting Wesley to know he planned on using it on him while he had him tied down with the braces.

"Is there anything else we need?"

Posted by: Wesley Wyndam-Pryce (gfs_wesleypryce)
Posted at: September 2nd, 2006 09:48 pm (UTC)
Me - Amused

"No, I haven't been living on takeaway," Wesley tried to protest. "We've...gone to some restaurants too."

It was going to be nice to actually make time to eat at home with Rupert, spending time with him. When he hadn't been around, Wesley had really no reason to go home, so he had often worked late, losing himself in his research. Sometimes, he had forgot to eat until someone would bring something for him, more often than not Fred. Now that they were together again, though, Wesley promised himself that he wasn't going to let that happen anymore.

After they had got most everything - including the whipped cream, which Wesley seriously wondered how exactly that would taste with jaffa cakes, he looked into the cart. "How about a French stick to have with the spaghetti tonight?" he asked.

They headed to the bakery, where they picked up one of the loaves. Wesley also picked up a bag of fresh-baked cookies. "For Fred. I think she deserves it after putting up with Purple Pan and Wendy last night," he told his lover.

Once they had everything, they went through the checkout and paid for the groceries, then headed back to the flat, where they put everything away. Wesley looked over his cabinets in amazement when they finished.

"I think this is the most food I've had in here since I moved in," he said with a chuckle.

Posted by: Rupert Giles (g_watcher)
Posted at: September 3rd, 2006 01:43 am (UTC)
Giles - What to do

Giles was happy to cook for his lover. It'd been too long since he had cooked for anyone. He'd cooked a few times for the children but they didn't seem to appreciate the time and effort he'd put in his meals. All they wanted was something to eat before running off to help Buffy patrol or to The Bronze. But, Wesley was different and appreciate everything he made for him.

After dinner, he made them some tea and they sat and chatted for a bit before he remembered the whipped cream he's gotten. Of course he hadn't gotten it for his jaffa cakes, but Wesley didn't know that. Moving closer to him on the couch, Giles nuzzled his love's neck and smiled. "You know, Wesley, I do believe you mistranslated that passage earlier," he said, knowing the other man would know where his teasing was leading. "I do believe you need a refresher lesson on proper demon names."

Standing from the couch, Giles retrieved the whipped cream from the icebox before picking up the pair of braces he'd left on top of one of his boxes. "I do believe we should start with water demons," he said, motioning for Wesley to go to the bedroom. "Strip now and we'll get started."

Posted by: Wesley Wyndam-Pryce (gfs_wesleypryce)
Posted at: September 3rd, 2006 06:21 am (UTC)
Me and Giles - Following

Dinner was wonderful - probably the best meal he'd had in months if not years. And it meant more to him than anything since Rupert had been the one to cook it for him. He had never had someone really want to take care of him like this, and he swore that he was never going to take Rupert for granted.

And as good as dinner was, it was even better to sit with his lover afterwards, sipping a cup of hot tea and talking. He leaned against him, enjoying the closeness although a part of him still remembered what Rupert had promised him earlier. So when he mentioned his translation mistake, he perked up a bit, feeling his heart begin to race. Sitting up, he watched as he go up.

"Yes...I...I do believe you're right," he said, wondering for a moment why Rupert was going into the kitchen. When he came out with the container of whipped cream, he felt his eyes widen for a moment - just what did he have in mind?

Swallowing a bit, he pushed himself from the couch and walked into the bedroom where he immediately did as Rupert instructed, taking off his shirt, jeans and boxers. Once he was naked, he put his hands behind his back, feeling himself stirring under Rupert's gaze.

"You asked that I start with Water demons," he said, staring straight head as though reciting to a headmaster. "There are 20 species of water demons - Alluviata, Aquaria, Brinate, Estuater, Hydragensus, Icerallin, Littoral..."

Posted by: Rupert Giles (g_watcher)
Posted at: September 3rd, 2006 06:45 am (UTC)
With Wes B/W

Giles had always liked Wesley's eagerness, even if it annoyed him at first when they first met in Sunnydale. He always knew he could manpulate it to his liking but the more he got to know Wesley, the less he wanted to hurt him. Of course if he were still Ripper, he would've made Wesley into his own little pet. Shaking his head of the thoughts, he followed Wesley into the bedroom and watched him strip him of his clothes.

Walking around him, he listened to him name off the water demons, his cock twitching at the thought of what he wanted to do. "Very good, Wesley," Giles said before he motioned toward the bed. "You know what to do now." He watched Wesley lie down on his back, his wrists to the bars of the headboard.

Giles kneeled on the bed and used the braces to tie Wesley's wrists to the bars. He made sure the bindings weren't too tight before getting off the bed. "I think perhaps the safe word shall be...crossbow," he said. He stripped himself of his clothes and kneeled on the bed again, this time between Wesley's spread legs.

Shaking up the can of whipped cream, he sprayed a line of it on Wesley's hardening cock. Once he was satisfied with his handiwork, Giles placed the whipped cream aside and looked up at Wesley as his hands massaged his upper thighs. "Now I want you to recite all demons that live in caves and breathe fire," he firmly said before he dipped his head and slowly started to lick the whipped cream off.

Posted by: Wesley Wyndam-Pryce (gfs_wesleypryce)
Posted at: September 4th, 2006 05:05 am (UTC)
Me - Seduced

When Rupert expressed his satisfaction with his naming of the species of water demons, Wesley felt ridiculously pleased even though he knew there was no doubt of his knowledge. Once he had got to know him in Sunnydale, Rupert's approval had come to mean a great deal to him. Hearing it from him again now, even with everything that had happened in the time they had been apart, meant just as much.

At his instruction, Wesley immediately climbed into the bed, the way he had done before years ago, with his hands above his head. He felt his cock beginning to throb in anticipation as Rupert tied his hands to the bedpost. He almost didn't hear the safe word but managed to make note of it before Rupert was between his legs, the whipped cream in hand.

When he sprayed it onto his cock, Wesley closed his eyes, sucking in a deep breath. He had almost forgot how intense this was, being tied up, unable to touch Rupert while he touched him, driving him mad.

Especially when he started licking the cream off his cock.

He tried to maintain control, fighting all the instincts that told him to buck up. "There...there are five species of demon...oh God...that live in caves and breathe fire," he said before letting out a gasp as Rupert's tongue ran over the skin. He could feel himself heating up and his balls beginning to tighten. "F--fuegocampor, Fueatcaverne...Hoesta...Hoestaspelun, Paaelydyte...and...and...Dafiama."

Posted by: Rupert Giles (g_watcher)
Posted at: September 4th, 2006 05:53 am (UTC)
Giles - Happy in black shirt

Wesley's cock was beautiful. At least Giles thought it was. Especially when it was lying against his stomach, hard and throbbing. He sprayed more whipped cream on the underside of his lover's cock and set about licking it off. He slowed a bit when it looked as if Wesley was about to lose his train of thought. When he started to name off the demons again, Giles rewarded him with more licks.

His hand moved down and cupped his balls. "Remember the rules, love. No coming until I say you can," Giles whispered before he went back to cleaning the whipped cream off Wesley's cock. If he wanted to truly torture the other man, he would continue what he was doing but he needed to taste his lover.

Giles picked up the bottle of lube off the bedside table and lubed his finger up before returning to his position between Wesley's legs. He thrust his finger inside of Wesley and wriggled it around as he bent down and sucked the other man's cock into his mouth. He sucked and hummed, and he could tell Wesley was getting close. Sucking up on his cock, Giles looked up at him and smiled.

"You may come now. You did rather well with your demons, Wesley," he murmured before he started to thrust his finger further in, and sucked Wesley's cock back into his mouth.

Posted by: Wesley Wyndam-Pryce (gfs_wesleypryce)
Posted at: September 4th, 2006 10:52 pm (UTC)
Me - In Bed

Wesley felt his mind spinning and his body tightening almost painfully as he founght to keep himself under control. It was damn well near impossible, especially when Rupert licked him and cupped his balls. This man affected him like no one else and trying to not to come when he was so arousing was almost torture. Especially when he couldn't move his hands because they were tied above his head.

Then Rupert moved off for a moment, giving Wesley a brief moment of relief. He took a few deep breaths to try to settle himself and had just managed to push his pending orgasm down when he felt him shifting back between his legs. He opened his eyes just in time to see and feel Rupert push a finger inside him, causing him to buck up as a bolt of painful pleasure shot through him.

"Ungggh," he groaned as his lover's lips wrapped themselves around him. It was too much. Too much. He wasn't going to last. His body was being to practically vibrate from the want and need and arousal as Rupert stimulated. He tried to shove it down, but it just became more intense. His breathing became shallower, and his body warm, sweat rolling down his forehead and his back.

Then he let up again, and Wesley let out a small cry of frustration, feeling himself on that edge, not knowing which was worse, trying to stay on it or being pulled away. Then he heard it - the permission to come, the permission to let go, and when Rupert began stroking his finger inside him and sucking him again, Wesley let himself rush headlong toward release.

His body quickly tensed up again, arching up underneath Rupert, and when he hit that edge, he hung for a moment before his muscles began shuddering and his cock began twitching wildly, his release letting go in several spurts.

"Rupert," he gasped, panting heavily, his entire body still trembling from the exertion.

Posted by: Rupert Giles (g_watcher)
Posted at: September 5th, 2006 12:22 am (UTC)
Giles - Corner smiling

Giles could feel himself hardening as Wesley's cock twitched in his mouth. Soon his mouth was full of Wesley's release and he groaned before swallowing it down. He carefully sucked up Wesley's softening cock and sat up on his knees. As Wesley came down from his orgasm, Giles got off the bed and stripped off his clothes.

He stroked his cock a few times, making sure it was hard before kneeling between Wesley's legs again. Giles lubed his fingers up again and slowly started to stretch Wesley out without saying a word. "I'm rather proud of you, love," he whispered. When Wesley was completely stretched, Giles lubed up his own cock and slowly thrust it inside of Wesley.

Giles grabbed his lover's legs and had him bend them at the knees before he started to thrust into Wesley. "Now, here's one I hope you can answer..." he moaned as he looked down at his lover. "I think you should now tell me why you love me so much." He gave Wesley a cheeky look and angled his thrusts as he went deeper.

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Posted by: Wesley Wyndam-Pryce (gfs_wesleypryce)
Posted at: September 6th, 2006 03:12 am (UTC)
Me and Giles - Together

Still tied to the bedpost with Rupert's braces, Wesley opened his eyes, a low groan issuing from his throat when he saw his lover strip. He drank in the sight of him, his chest and legs and cock. God, he was handsome. And he was his.

When Rupert moved back between his legs and began stretching him out, Wesley tilted his head back. He wanted to touch him. Wanted to stroke his cock and his arms and his back. But he couldn't. All he could do was accept what Rupert was doing to him, his body arching into each thrust of his fingers, wanting more, needing him, especially when his words of pride washed over him. It didn't matter what anyone else thought, so long as Rupert loved him and believed in him.

Then, finally, Rupert was inside him, filling him up. Wesley shuddered and opened his eyes, looking up into the green eyes of the man he loved. He felt his body tighten at both his question and the way he was thrusting into him, so deep, so good.

"Oh, God," he moaned, his hips bucking up to meet Rupert's stroke. His arms ached, but he didn't care. "I...I love you...because...because you're intelligent and handsome and...cheeky..." He chuckled just before Rupert thrust into him, causing him to gasp. "You understand me like no one else. You touch me like no one else. You make me feel wanted and needed and loved."

By this time, Wesley was speaking almost in time with the strokes. He could feel himself tightening up, his cock hardening again.

"You're my Rupert. My love. Mine."

Posted by: Rupert Giles (g_watcher)
Posted at: September 6th, 2006 04:27 am (UTC)
With Wes B/W

Giles loved the little noises Wesley made when they were making love. He knew he was the one causing them, and no one else could ever get such a response out of Wesley. With his hand on Wesley's hips, he thrust into him deeper, listening to the words he was saying. When he was finished, Giles slowed his thrusts a little and looked down at him.

"And I love you because you're my Wesley. You taught me how to love enough, even if you were a bit annoying at first. You make me see things differently," Giles moaned as he continued to thrust inside his love. He looked down and noticed Wesley was hard again so he reached down and started to stroke him in time with his own thrusts.

He finally felt his balls start to tighten so he sped his thrusts up as he roughly pumped Wesley's cock. Before he could say another word, Giles' body exploded with an orgasm as he spilled himself inside of the other man. Panting, with sweat trickling down his face, Giles continue to stroke Wesley. "Come for me again, love," he whispered.

Posted by: Wesley Wyndam-Pryce (gfs_wesleypryce)
Posted at: September 7th, 2006 02:40 am (UTC)
Me - Seduced

At Rupert's words, Wesley felt his heart pounding, love and want swirling together deep inside him. This man loved him. Despite how things had started out between them in Sunnydale, despite how they had come to be parted for so long, this man loved him and wanted him. This man was his life and always would be.

As he began moving faster within him, Wesley moaned, his hips pushing up into Rupert's strokes and into his hand. He wanted to hold him, but he couldn't, and it was maddening, intense, unbelievable. When he felt Rupert's warmth fill him up, he felt himself starting to shudder. He had come because of him. Beause he was inside him and making love to him.

Still inside him, Rupert continued moving his hand over his cock, and Wesley could feel his balls tightening and his muscles tensing. He wasn't very far from going over the edge again, and when his lover's voice, soft and rough, full of love, asked him to come again, he couldn't deny him. With a cry, his head fell back as his cock began twitching, his release coating Rupert's hand and his own stomach.

"Oh...oh God," he moaned, his body feeling like rubber and his arms feeling like lead.

Posted by: Rupert Giles (g_watcher)
Posted at: September 7th, 2006 04:16 am (UTC)
Giles - Happy in black shirt

When Wesley came, Giles groaned at the feeling of his lover's warm release on his hand. Taking a deep breath, he carefully pulled himself out of Wesley. "Let me get some towels, love," he said as he got off the bed. He went to the bathroom and wet down some washcloths and picked up some towels. He then returned to the bedroom.

Reaching up, he untied Wesley's arms, allowing them to fall to the bed. Giles would deal with them later. He busied himself with cleaning Wesley up with the warm washcloth before drying him off. He then cleaned himself off and threw the towel and washcloths into the laundry basket before moving up the bed.

"All right, love?" Giles asked as he started to slowly massage Wesley's arms to get the circulation back. He took his time, wanting Wesley to be comfortable before they went to sleep. "I didn't hurt you, did I?"

Posted by: Wesley Wyndam-Pryce (gfs_wesleypryce)
Posted at: September 8th, 2006 03:50 am (UTC)
Me and Giles - Holding

As Rupert got the towels to clean them up, Wesley went slack, letting his arms hang above his head as he closed his eyes. He hadn't felt more complete and satiated in a long time. His lover brought out a side of him that no one else knew about, that no one else could understand or touch, and it made him feel whole.

There was some movement over him, and he suddenly felt his wrists being released from their bindings. Unable to move them, they fell to the bed, but Wesley didn't care. Instead, he relished into Rupert's gentle touches and caresses as he cleaned him up before massaging his arms as he cuddled next to him.

"I feel wonderful," he told him drowzily, giving him a satisfied smile. His arms were waking up now and buzzing a little from the lack of blood flow, but it didn't matter, not compared to the delicious ache of pleasure. "You didn't hurt me."

Finally able to move his arms, he brought them up and wrapped them around Rupert, drawing him closer. "Want to hold you while we sleep," he murmured before pressing a kiss to his jaw. "Never want to let you go."

Posted by: Rupert Giles (g_watcher)
Posted at: September 8th, 2006 06:36 pm (UTC)
Giles - Sleeping

Giles smiled when Wesley pulled him closer so they could hold each other while they slept. This was one of the things he'd missed when Wesley had walked out of their relationship. He often found himself snuggling with one of his pillows, wishing it was Wesley. And now that they were together again, he found himself being able to sleep better.

"I love you," he whispered as his eyes fluttered shut. "Good night, love."

The following morning, Giles woke up, still in Wesley's arms. He didn't want to slip out of them just yet so he watched his lover sleep, wondering what he was dreaming. Raising his hand up, he ran his fingers through Wesley's hair before leaning over to kiss his cheek.

"As much as it pains me to know you have to go to work, and leave me behind, I do suppose you should get up, love," Giles whispered before giving Wesley a soft kiss on the lips.

Posted by: Wesley Wyndam-Pryce (gfs_wesleypryce)
Posted at: September 9th, 2006 04:12 am (UTC)
Me - Awake

Morning came far too quickly for Wesley's liking. When he felt Rupert's lips against his after telling him that he had to get up and go to work, he groaned, opening his eyes a crack as he tightened his arms around his lover.

"I don't think this is going to work," he muttered softly. "The thought of having to get up and leave you every morning is quite intolerable."

After kissing him again, he nudged Rupert up so he could sit up and look at him, running the back of his hand over his cheek.

"I...I know that you don't like the firm, but...would you come to work with me? At least for a little while, until you figure out what you'd like to do know that you're living here with me," he said. "I have some translations that I could use some help with."

Posted by: Rupert Giles (g_watcher)
Posted at: September 9th, 2006 05:43 am (UTC)
Giles - Sideways with word Giles

Giles sat back on his heels and looked at Wesley as he spoke. It wasn't a secret that Giles didn't like the things they did at the firm, but the thought of Wesley being there without him tugged at his heart. He knew his lover could take care of himself rather well, but he also knew he'd feel better if he was there too. Just incase something happened. He wasn't about to lose Wesley again.

"Of course I'll come with you," Giles said as he reached out and cupped Wesley's face. "But, I'll have to warn you - the first time Angel tries to boss me around, I'll dust him." He gave Wesley a cheeky grin and bent down and kissed him. "The only person I'll answer to is you. You know, the thought of you being my boss is rather interesting."

Glancing over his shoulder, he noticed it was getting late. "Why don't you jump into the shower and I'll get some tea brewing? I don't think we should shower together or we won't leave the house at all," he said with a small chuckle. He gave Wesley another kiss before sliding out of the bed and padding out to the kitchen to start the tea.

Posted by: Wesley Wyndam-Pryce (gfs_wesleypryce)
Posted at: September 10th, 2006 01:25 am (UTC)
Me - Smiling

When Rupert said that he'd come with him to work, Wesley smiled happily, pressing his cheek into his lover's touch. It meant so much to him that he was agreeing even though he didn't like the firm.

"Fair enough," he said with a laugh, hoping that Angel knew better than to try to tell him what to do, the other night notwithstanding due to it's strangeness. He wondered if Angel was even going to show his face after having been caught shagging Eve.

Then Rupert mentioned the idea of Wesley himself bossing him around, and he immediately found his imagination running away with itself. He had never been brave enough before to ask Rupert to let him tie him up, to play the dominate one, but the idea of his lover doing as he instructed was extremely arousing. Even if that wasn't how he had actually meant what he had said. With Rupert, though, it was hard not to think that way.

While Rupert went out to the kitchen with the promise of tea, Wesley slipped off the bed and went into the bathroom to shower. He looked at his wrists and saw they were a bit red - obviously he had strained against the braces harder than he had thought the night before. It had been quite intense, all things considered. He definitely have to wear a long-sleeved shirt to work that day. It made him smile, though. It was somewhat like a love bite.

After taking his shower and washing his hair, he quickly dried off and got dressed, putting on his green long-sleeved shirt and khakis. He headed out into the kitchen, where he was greeted by the aroma of brewing tea. This was definitely the other thing he loved about having Rupert there. Having someone to share mornings with like this.

"The bathroom's all yours, love," he told him. "Since you've got the tea taken care of, I'll make breakfast if you'd like. Toast and eggs, maybe? I've got quite good at that."

Posted by: Rupert Giles (g_watcher)
Posted at: September 10th, 2006 04:38 am (UTC)
Giles - In suit smiling

Giles happily whistled as he started the tea. It was nice to have someone else to make tea for. Before, when it was just him, he would make his morning tea and drink it in silence. He missed having someone to chat with in the morning, and it made it rather happy to know Wesley was going to be there with him.

The tea was starting to steep when Wesley walked in. "Eggs and toast will be lovely," he said with a smile. "Just don't burn the toast like you have before." Giles gave his lover a soft kiss and headed to the bathroom.

He took a hot shower, allowing the water to loosen his muscles. From traveling all the way to London, to unpacking his things, Giles was a bit sore. When the shower was finished, he dressed in a pair of dark trousers and a grey shirt. He knew he could probably go to the firm in jeans, but he wanted to look professional incase he ran into someone.

After placing his towel in the hamper, he came back out to the kitchen. "Well, the fire alarm didn't go off so I assume we're safe," he said with a cheeky look.

Posted by: Wesley Wyndam-Pryce (gfs_wesleypryce)
Posted at: September 11th, 2006 12:30 am (UTC)
Me - Amused

"I have this wonderful thing called a toaster that actually works," Wesley told him with a laugh. "I won't burn it."

While Rupert disappeared into the bathroom, Wesley pulled the eggs and bread they had bought the day before at the shop and set them on the counter. He got the bread toasting, then scrambled up some eggs since that was the quickest and easiest way to make them, he found.

After he put the toast on two plates once it popped up, he grabbed some cheese from the fridge and spinkled it on the eggs. By this time, Rupert returned the kitchen, looking quite handsome in his trousers and grey shirt.

"I told you I've got better," Wesley told his lover. "I did actually learn to fend a bit for myself and not always rely on takeaway."

He put the eggs on the two plates and handed one to Rupert before going to rumage in the fridge again and getting out some butter and jam. "Here you go," he said with a smile. "Once we're finished, we can head in. Hopefully, today will be a quiet day."

Posted by: Rupert Giles (g_watcher)
Posted at: September 11th, 2006 11:50 pm (UTC)

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