Continued from here.While Rupert called the estate, Wesley looked back at the computer, and before he realized what he was doing, he was starting to log in to check his e-mail. Before he did, though, he stopped and sat back, shaking his head. No.Instead, he shut down the computer once he had printed off the receipt for their flight and then looked over at Rupert, smiling when he hung up the phone and told him that it had been snowing in Bath. "Snow," he said in awe. "It's been so long since I've seen snow."He let Rupert help him up from the couch and followed him into the bathroom. The numbness from the night before had started to wear off a bit, mainly because of his lover's presence. If he hadn't been, he might have hidden himself away.In the bathroom, they started the shower and stepped in together. As the water cascaded down over them, Wesley smiled, rubbing his hands over Rupert's chest."Have I told you how glad I am that you're here?" he told him softly. "I love you so much, Rupert."
As Wesley spoke, Giles smiled at his lover. "I'm glad I'm here too, love," he murmured before leaning over to softly kiss him. If Giles had his way, he would shag Wesley against the wall of the shower, but they didn't have the time since they were on a tight schedule. Besides, they would have plenty of time to do be together in Bath.Reaching behind him, Giles picked up a bottle of shampoo and the body wash. He handed the wash to Wesley and then started to wash his own hair. It was hard to be this close to his lover, while naked, but he managed and when he was finished with his shower, he got out and started to dry off."Do you think we should call Fred, and give her the number of my house?" He asked as he pulled out his shaving cream and started to lather up his face. Shaking his head, he remembered the Christmas Buffy and Willow had bought him an electric razor. He hated the bloody thing and still used a straight razor. "Or would you have no one know where we are?"It didn't matter to Giles, and he wanted Wesley to decide since this holiday was for him so he could have a chance to relax.
Wesley took the wash and started to clean himself. He wanted so badly to have Rupert take him and reassure him that everything would be all right because they were together. But as nice as it would have been to spend the entire day in the shower...or in the bed with Rupert, he knew that they had a lot to do before they left. So once he had used the wash, he handed it over to Rupert and took the shampoo to wash his hair.As he stepped out and dried himself off after turning the shower off, he looked over at Rupert when he asked about giving Fred the number at the estate. "I...erm...I think giving Fred the number would be a good idea," he told him. He didn't like the idea of Fred not being able to reach them if she needed to. And he knew she wouldn't contact them unless absolutely necessary, so he felt comfortable telling her. Anyone else, he wouldn't have trusted them to know. "She won't tell anyone else if we ask her not to. She's always been very good about things like that."Once Rupert had shaved, Wesley looked in the mirror and used his electric razor to trim his beard. They then called Fred and gave her the number for the estate in Bath after which they spent the rest of the day packing and getting ready for the trip.By the time they finished, it was time to leave for airport, so they loaded everything into Wesley's jeep and headed there, parking in one of the long-term car parks. LAX was busy as usual, so it took a while to check in and get through security. Finally, they reached the gate and were soon boarding the flight.Wesley sat back in his seat, closing his eyes for a moment, once they were settled. This was it. They were actually going back to England. He was actually going home with the man he loved. Reaching over, he took Rupert's hand and squeezed it, not wanting to let go.
The flight to England was uneventful. Somewhere over the Atlantic ocean Giles fell asleep, his hand still in Wesley's, and woke up an hour before they landed in London. Heathrow was busy, and it took them a while to get through customs. When they were finally finished, they gathered their luggage, rented a car and left the airport. They got caught one traffic jam within London, but once they were out of the city, the traffic lessened.The closer they got to Bath, the more snow they saw. It was rather lovely, seeing the hills covered in a blanket of white. It took them a few hours to get to Bath, and when Giles saw his estate in the distance, he let out a small sigh of relief. They were finally there.Pulling up to the house, he parked the car and smiled when William came out to fetch their bags from the boot. Giles got out of the car, and when Wesley joined him, he took his lover's hand and walked him to the front door. "I'm glad you've finally had the chance to see this," he said as he led Wesley in.Once William had left, Giles turned and softly kissed Wesley's lips. "How are you doing, love?" he asked as his stroked his lover's cheek.
It felt a little strange to be back in England after so long. After having spent so much time in California, land of big cars, big houses and bigger egos, things in England seemed so much...smaller. But at the same time, there was something soothingly familiar about it all.The drive to Bath was actually quite lovely, even though it was overcast and a bit dreary. It made the green of the hills stand out in the distance although soon the green gave way to a white covering of snow. It was beautiful, he thought. And he felt himself relaxing even more as he stared out the window, just losing himself in the view.He had never been to Rupert's estate before, so when they arrived, he looked around in amazement as they walked together into the house. It was the sort of house some of the other Council members had lived in, and he remembered being forced to sit still in those parlors, not moving for fear of knocking something over or spilling his tea. He knew, though, that Rupert would never chastise him here for something like that. The whole atmosphere was different - those places had been like museums. This place was a sanctuary. A real home.He looked over at Rupert and closed his eyes for a moment as he kissed him, letting out a soft sigh of contentment as he wrapped his arm tighter around his lover. "I'm...I'm all right," he told him, giving him a gentle smile. "It's beautiful here. I'm glad I finally got to come here with you."He wasn't sure what to do first for a moment - whether to ask Rupert if he could use the loo or whether to ask for a tour. Then his stomach growled, and he realized that he had missed the meals on the flights. And they hadn't really eaten anything that he could remember over the last couple of days."Erm...is it possible to get something to eat? Some breakfast perhaps?" he asked, remembering that is was morning here now.
Giles smiled when Wesley asked for something to eat. "Cooking is my specialty, and I'm quite sure William filled the cupboards and icebox for us," he said before taking Wesley's hand so he could lead him to the kitchen. It was rather large, with several nice things. When Giles had taken over the estate, he had the kitchen remodeled.After having Wesley sit down at the small kitchen island, Giles went over to the icebox and saw there was a carton of eggs inside of it. He brought them out, along with some tomatoes, green peppers, cheese and onions. He sat the things on the counter and then went over to the electric tea maker. Once some tea was brewing, he started to chop up the vegetables."Is there anything you want to do while we're here, love?" Giles asked as he cracked a few eggs into a bowl. He pulled out the whisk and started to mix them. "I would love to take you out for a nice dinner some night. There's a lovely restaurant in two that I think you'll like."He finished cooking the omelets and placed some bread in the toast. After placing the plates on the island, Giles poured some tea and orange juice. He then brought over some sugar and cream. The toast finished and he brought it over with a jar of jam."Homemade," he said, motioning toward the jar. "A lady in town seems to fancy me a bit and she's always giving me canned goods. Perhaps when we are finished here, I can have some of it shipped to Los Angeles. It'll just go to waste here."Sitting down, Giles put some sugar into his tea and then put some jam on his toast. "Would you like anything else?"
Leaning forward against the countertop of the island, Wesley watched admiringly as Rupert chopped the vegetables to make them some omelets. He felt like he could just sit there and watch his lover all day, and knowing that he was doing this for him - because he loved him - made him feel all warm inside."Do anything?" he asked, suddenly realizing that Rupert had asked him a question. "Erm...dinner with you sounds lovely. It's been quite a while since I've actually gone somewhere to a sit-down dinner."He thought for a moment about things he might like do and found himself coming up blank. In a way, just being here was enough. But he thought on it for a bit longer while Rupert finished the omelets and toast and brought it all over for them to eat. When he mentioned where he had got the jam, Wesley found himself raising an eyebrow and smiling."Of course she fancies you, love; you're very fanciably," he told him, reaching over and covering his hand with his briefly before putting some of the jam on his toast and some milk in his tea. "And I think I have everything I want right here."Then he realized that he still hadn't answered his question as he took a bite of the omelet. He hoped Rupert wouldn't mind what he wanted. "I...I actually don't have anything I really want to do while I'm here," he told him. "Well, erm...that is...except for you."
"I'll ring them this afternoon," Giles said before putting pepper on his omelet. "I'll get it for tomorrow night. It'll give us a day to rest." He tucked in and started to eat. It'd been a while since he'd had a large, homemade breakfast. In Sunnydale, he never liked cooking for himself, and with the end of the world coming, they didn't have much time.Giles' eyes ticked up at Wesley's comment about doing him. A smirk slid on his face as he thought of an idea. "I'll be right back, love," he whispered before wiping his mouth off and standing from the table. He jogged upstairs and looked through one of the wardrobes. Once he had what he wanted, he came back to the kitchen."I thought perhaps we could change a couple of things today," he said as he sat down again. He placed two silk ties on the table and gave his lover a sheepish look. "I always tie you up, but today maybe...you could be in control. Only if you want." Giles leaned forward and softly kissed Wesley's lips before sitting back again.
The food was wondeful. Of course, everything that Rupert made was wonderful, but after the long flight and the fact that he hadn't eaten much recently, the eggs and toast tasted especially good.When Rupert said he'd be right back, Wesley turned to watch him leave the kitchen, wondering what he was up to. He turned back to his food and took a few more bites before drinking some tea. Between watching Rupert earlier and the food, he had definitely warmed up inside, making him feel much more human than he had felt in the last few days as well. In a way, he had felt almost as robotic as the cyborg he had shot.He had just taken another bite of food when Rupert walked back into the kitchen and placed the ties on the table. Wesley looked at them for a moment, then up at his lover as it sunk in what he was saying. Besides the occasional times he had been the one to top, it was most often Rupert who took the dominate role in their relationship.Now, he was giving him the opportunity to take that role.Setting down his fork after they kissed, he reached over and picked up the ties, gently rubbing the material back and forther between his fingers. He took a deep shuddering breath at the thought of how much trust Rupert was placing at him and nodded."I'd...I'd like that very much," he told him softly. Taking the ties in his hand, he stood up and moved to stand by him. He hooked them around the back of his neck and used them to gently pull him forward to him so he could kiss his lover again, long and deep.
Giles knew he was the one who'd slipped into being the dominant one in the relationship. He didn't know how it happened, but it had, and it seemed to work for them. They were practically equals though and the dominance was small, and nothing like what some people did. He shuddered as he thought of the stories he'd read about people being abused in the name of the whole dynamic of a sub/Dominant relationship. It almost made him want to cry.There had been times when Wesley and him had played games, but nothing serious. They had always made sure to use safe words, even if he was just trying Wesley's hands to the headboard. He would never hurt the man he loved. He had too much respect for him as a human. Wesley wasn't an animal and he wasn't going to treat him like one.So, when Wesley agreed to take control, Giles groaned and felt his cock twitch. He had always wanted Wesley to control him, and now he had agreed to. "Good. I'm rather looking forward to what you have planned for me, love," Giles murmured before they kissed.When they broke apart, Giles softly stoked Wesley's face and smiled. "How about we finish our breakfasts and then retire to the bedroom?" he asked as his fingers ran over Wesley's neck.
When they broke apart from their kiss, Wesley nodded and smiled softly at Rupert, his mind already spinning. He knew that he could probably never act the way he read about in some places - he wasn't that way. Nor could he ever completely submit to anyone. It was too much like losing your own identity, having it sublimated by someone else, and the idea of that scared him, even if it was Rupert. He had spent too many years trying to please his father - now that he had managed to stand on his own and figure out his own way apart from years of family tradition and his father's expectations, he didn't want to fall back into old patterns.In Rupert, however, he had found a partner who was happy to take the lead when he needed him to, like after the other night when he had been lost over his actions on the rooftop, but was also equally happy to stand back and let him take the lead when he needed to. He loved him for that.So they finished their breakfasts, they rinsed the dishes and put them in the dishwasher, then walked up the stairs to the bedroom. Wesley looked around, amazed at the large size of it, then looked over at the bed. The silk ties were hanging loosely in his hand, ready to be used. Taking a deep breath, he turned, fixing his eyes on his lover."Safe word is codex," he told him before licking his lips. "Now, my love, I want you to strip and kneel on the bed, facing the headboard."
Giles had second thoughts, and wanted to skip breakfast, but he ate it anyway. When they were finished, he eagerly followed Wesley up to the bedroom, and waited to see what he was going to do. A soft moan left his mouth when Wesley ordered him to strip naked and get on the bed. This had to be one of the most erotic things anyone had done to him.Following his lover’s orders, Giles started with his shirt. After it was unbuttoned, he pulled it off and placed it on one of the chairs. He then started on his trousers, and unbuckled his belt. Soon, they were pooled at his feet and he stepped out of them. He then pulled his socks off and looked at Wesley. He was a bit embarrassed since his cock was already getting hard.Going over to the Giles got onto it. He pulled himself up to his knees and turned to face the headboard. His cock was starting to throb and he let out a soft moan. Taking a deep breath, he settled himself down so he wouldn’t come before they even started.
Swallowing thickly, Wesley watched as Rupert stripped for him, slowly revealing his body. He bit back a groan at the sight, feeling his own cock straining against his jeans. He forced himself to stay under control though it was hard - especially when he saw Rupert's cock rising up.God, his lover was beautiful. Trying not to smile, he nodded in appreciation of the sight before him and indicated that he should get on the bed.Once he was kneeling, facing away from him, Wesley set the ties down at the edge of the bed, then stripped himself. He let out a soft sigh when his cock sprang free of the confines of his boxers, the air of the room cool on his heated flesh. After he kicked the clothes away, he went over to the luggage that William had brough upstairs while they were eating breakfast and dug through it, looking for the bottle of lube."Don't move," he instructed Rupert, looking over at him. Finally, he found the bottle and took it over the bed.Setting it down, he picked up the ties again and crawled on his knees onto the duvet, behind Rupert. After looking at the tie for a moment, he took one and wrapped it around his eyes, blindfolding him. He then took the other tie and started drawing it over his lover's skin - over his shoulder, down across his back, around his torso. Pressing behind him, he blew gently into his ear as he reached around him, wrapping the silk loosely around his cock before gently pulling it away so as not to hurt him, trailing it up over his chest to his shoulder again.
Giles was near the point of trembling as he waited to see what his lover was going to do. He was painfully hard, waiting for Wesley to over take him like he'd wanted him to do so many times before. Giles had always been afraid to bring it up when they were in Sunnydale. Wesley obviously had authority problems back then and rarely took the lead with anything, unless it was in a snooty manner. But now, now he was more sure of himself, and his feelings. Giles resisted the urge to see what Wesley was doing. It would be disrespectful for him to look so he continued to stare at the wall and its wallpaper. When he felt Wesley move behind him, he bit back a groan of anticipation. And when Wesley slipped the tie over his eyes, Giles had to take several deep breaths so he wouldn't come all over the duvet.Suddenly, as he was finally settling himself down, Giles felt the silk material of the tie move over his body. He shuddered and wanted to push back against his lover, but he hadn't permission to. Instead, he bit his bottom lip and felt his cock twitch when Wesley wrapped the tie around it. "God, Wesley," he moaned as he felt his pre-come start to drip over the head of his cock.
Wesley hadn't thought to tell Rupert not to speak during this, and in hindsight, he was actually glad that he hadn't. Hearing the noises his lover was making spurred him on, gave him more confidence to do what their were doing.It also caused him harden to the point where he was almost aching, but he forced himself to stay in control, wanting to enjoy this, draw it out as long as possible.He drew the tie back around his body and when he reached Rupert's cock again, he felt the slickness on its tip. Smiling, he rubbed his thumb gently across it before giving him several long, firm strokes. After a few moments, he pushed on Rupert's back."Bend over, hands on the headboard," he told him. "And when I remove the blindfold, don't look at me."When Rupert did as he asked, he removed the tie from around his eyes and then reached forward around Rupert's body. With each tie, he bound his hands to the headboard, then sat back, looking at his lover, his arse presented to him."Spread your legs wider, and stay staring straight ahead at the wall." Just then he wished so badly that they had something he could use on him, a vibrator perhaps or one of those other toys he had read about. Maybe he might ask Rupert about that, but for now, he'd have to make do.Lying on his back, he slipped between Rupert's legs. Rising up, he brought his mouth to his lover's cock and began sucking on it, teasing it with his tongue.
Not being able to see what Wesley was doing, made the experience more erotic. Giles was tempted to peek as Wesley dragged the tie over his body again. He was still trembling and when Wesley's sure hand starting to stroke him, Giles let out a guttural moan and felt his balls start to rise up. He had to bite his lip and count to ten in a demon language to keep himself from coming.Suddenly, the blind was off and Wesley was ordering him to bend forward. There were there no niceties or saying of the word 'please'. This turned Giles on even more to hear the sternness in his lover's voice. And, without saying a word, he bent forward and wrapped his fingers around the top of the headboard. He wanted to look at Wesley as he tied his wrists down, wanting to see his naked body, but kept his eyes forward.With his legs spread wide, Giles waited to see what Wesley was going to do. When he felt his lover's warm mouth on his cock, he let out a whimper. He wanted to look down and watch him but had been told not to. Instead, he squeezed his eyes shut and tried hard not to buck forward. He wasn't going to last long and he didn't know if he had to ask permission to come or not.It didn't matter though because as his balls tightened up, Giles knew he wouldn't be able to say anything. Instead, he let out a strangle cry and came in Wesley's mouth. After a few moments, Giles took a deep breath. "Sorry...I didn't know if I was to ask first. Just shows how terribly talented you are, love," he said, wondering what Wesley had planned next.
It was incredibly arousing to Wesley, knowing that he was controlling what Rupert was allowed to do. Tying him down so he couldn't move away, couldn't touch him, made the moment incredibly intense, and it took ever bit of energy that he wasn't focusing on his lover to keep himself from coming just from the overwhelming nature of it all. No wonder Rupert so enjoyed the times that he had tied him down.Slowly, he took Rupert's cock into his mouth, as far as he could manage, enjoying the sounds he was making as he did. Pulling back again, he ran his tongue along the underneath of his shaft and then around the head, moaning at the taste of the pre-cum.He continued sucking and licking until he felt Rupert's body tense, knowing his lover was getting close. He didn't pull back, however, and moments later, he felt the warm salty taste of his release flood his tongue. Humming with pleasure, he swallowed then licked his cock completely clean before moving out from underneath him. A grin crossed his face when Rupert called him talented, but he didn't let him see it. He would thank him later - once this was over.For everything.Kneeling behind him, he reached for the lube and squirted a generous amount on his fingers before slipping one into Rupert. He needed badly to be inside him now - he knew he wasn't going to be able to hold off much longer. So he stretched him out with one finger, then two, then three. When he knew Rupert was ready, he lubed his own cock, feeling himself throbbing in anticipation."I love you, Rupert," he said lowly as he pushed himself inside his lover.
Shuddering, Giles waited to see what Wesley did next. Since he wasn't allowed to look at his lover, he had to rely on his sense of hearing to get an idea. He heard the snapping of a cap and figured it had to be the lube. He could be wrong though. It could be a number of things. Giles knew he had to wait and see. Shifting a little, in order to make his arms more comfortable, he took in a deep breath and continued to wait.When he felt Wesley's finger push inside of him, Giles groan and clenched around it. It'd been a while since he had done this and he had to tell himself to relax. Soon, the one finger turned into two, and then three. His cock twitched and he could feel it fill with blood. Everything Wesley was doing to him was driving him mad with desire.Suddenly, Giles felt Wesley's hands on his hips as he pushing into him, filling him up like no other had. "I-I love you...Lord, Wesley," he groaned. He felt Wesley press further into him and he shuddered. His fingers wrapped around the headboard and held it tighter. Giles needed Wesley to move inside of him. "Please...Wesley." And he didn't care if he begged for it either.
Wesley didn't think he had ever heard Rupert beg this way, with such need and want and pleading in his voice. It was unlike anything else he had ever experienced with a lover before, and the fact that Rupert was giving himself over so completely, trusting him this much, just made him fall that much more in love with him.He swore that he would never do anything to shatter that trust ever again.Leaning over Rupert, he slowly began moving inside him, groaning at how tightly he wrapped around his cock. He couldn't get over how wonderful this felt, especially since he didn't do it often. Having Rupert inside him was possibly his most favorite feeling in the world, but so was this. He liked being able to share everything with the man he loved.He wanted to make it last as long as he could, but as the pleasure built in his spine from the friction, he felt himself moving faster and faster. Grasping Rupert's hips, he pushed forward deeply as he leaned down and kissed his back."Oh God," he groaned. "You're so amazing."He reached around him and started to stroke Rupert's cock again. As he did, he could feel his orgasm pending and wanted to take him over with again. So he quickened his touch as he thrust into him faster, and leaning over just as he felt himself starting to twitch, he whispered, "Come with me, love."
It was something Giles didn't feel that often, and he was beginning to think Wesley needed to be inside of him more. Feeling his lover push into him was an amazing feeling. He couldn't quite remember why they'd fallen into the pattern they had, but now he wanted it to be equal. Giles trusted Wesley with his life and knew he would never hurt him.Soon, Giles felt his cock start to throb as Wesley started to push into him even harder. The force almost made him hit his head against the headboard but he used his arms to keep him planted in place. Suddenly, he felt Wesley's hand on his cock and he groaned, bucking his hip in time with Wesley's strokes. And when Wesley whispered in his ear, telling him to come with him, Giles couldn't hold back anymore."Bloody hell," he groaned as his body started tremble. Suddenly, light exploded in front of his eyes and he cried out Wesley's name as he released himself onto Wesley's hand and the duvet. With a groan, he tightened his grip on the headboard, rather afraid he was going to fall over. "That...god...bugger..."
As Rupert's cock twitched in his hand, come spurting over his fingers, Wesley felt him clench around him. It was enough to carry him over the edge as well, and pleasure radiated out in waves from the base of his spine as he came inside his lover. It was an intense orgasm, causing him to tremble rather violently.Catching himself as he nearly fell over onto Rupert's back, he leaned one hand on the bed as he took several deep breaths to calm himself. He didn't want to pull himself out of Rupert yet, but at the same time, he found himself wanting to badly hold him. So he slipped out of him, and reaching around him, he untied his hands from the headboard so he could move."Come here, love," he whispered softly, nudging him so they could lie together on the bed, over from where Rupert had come. He wrapped his arms tightly around him, realizing that he had never felt more complete than he did when he was with this man. "You're the best thing to ever happen to me, you know that? Thank...thank you for trusting me enough for us to do that. It...means more to me than I could ever say."Tilting his head, he kissed Rupert deeply.
When Giles felt Wesley's warm seed fill him out, he groaned. His arms were stinging but he didn't mind. Sharing this with Wesley seemed to bring them closer together. It was something they both needed after everything that had happened. Plus, it showed Wesley that he trusted him with his life, and he had the feeling it was something Wesley needed to know.His arms heavily fell when Wesley untied them. He groaned a little as they started to tingle but it was all but forgotten when his lover brought him into his arms. When Wesley started to speak, Giles looked at him and smiled. He brushed his fingers and smiled. "It was my pleasure, love. That was rather intense and I liked it very much," he whispered before Wesley kissed him.Breaking the kiss, Giles snuggled close to Wesley and let out a content sigh. "I'm a bit knackered," he said before chuckling. "You've worn me out, love. Perhaps we should nap for a while and maybe have a trip to London? There's a shop I'd like to take you too. I think you'll like it." He gave him a cheeky grin and softly kissed him.
When Rupert said that he had liked what they had just done, Wesley smiled against his lover's lips. He had never in his life felt this way before - he felt loved and trusted, and he knew that had never loved anyone as deeply as he did Rupert. Never would.When they broke their kiss, he closed his eyes as they snuggled together. Between the flight and what they had just done, he had to admit that he was rather shattered as well. A nap sounded lovely.Although he found himself intrigued by the idea of this shop that Rupert wanted to take him to. Cracking his eye opened a bit, he looked at him out of its corner. "There is, is there?" he asked.Antique? Magic? The possibilities were almost endless. Part of him wanted to ask, but another part of him wanted to be surprised."I think I would like that," he said after they had kissed again. Sitting up, he pulled up the extra blanket folded at the end of the bed to cover both of them. As they snuggled together under it, Wesley let himself drift off into a light sleep, safe in his lover's arms, knowing that so long as together, he'd always find happiness, no matter what else happened in their lives.
Giles easily drifted off to sleep, content with being in Wesley's arms. Plus, there was something relaxing about being back at his estate in Bath. It was quiet there and the town wasn't known for it's demons or vampires. He was hoping the holiday would be relaxing for the both of them and things would be back to normal when they got back to Los Angeles.Hours later, Giles awoke to a sound coming from downstairs. His eyes opened and he looked around, noticing Wesley was still in his arms. It had to be William, bringing in more supplies for them. "It's just William, love," he said, knowing the noise had probably woken Wesley up also. "I'm going down to see what he's brought. I'll be back."Giles slipped out of the bed and quickly put a pair of pajamas on before padding down the steps. William was carrying in a bundle of firewood and Giles raised an eyebrow. "There's snow forecasted for tonight, Mister Giles," the groundskeeper explained. "I noticed you didn't have any wood. I'll place it in the box in the parlor.""Thank you, William," Giles said. He was a bit disappointed. If it was going to snow, he couldn't take Wesley into London like he'd wanted to. He supposed he could do it the following day. With a sigh, he climbed the stairs again and went back to the bedroom. He slipped into bed, feeling funny since he was clothed and Wesley wasn't."He was bringing us some wood," he explained to his lover as he settled into bed. "It's going to snow later, which means I think we're rather stuck here until tomorrow. I say we laze about and spend the day in bed, napping."
When Wesley heard the noise, he immediately woke up, his muscles tensing until he was aware of the fact that he was still in Rupert's arms and completely safe. Immediately, he relaxed again and nodded when he said it was just William. He didn't want to let go of his lover, though, even though he had to.Once Rupert had put on a pair of pyjamas and left the room, Wesley snuggled back down under the blanket. He found himself dozing again until Rupert came back into the room and slipped into bed beside him. Opening his eyes, he raised an eyebrow when he saw he was still dressed in his pyjamas. However, it was his other news that made him sit up slightly."More snow," he asked, looking over toward the window. After so many years in California, it really was a bit strange to be in such cold weather, but at the same time... "Well, if we're going to be snowed in, I can't think of anyone I'd rather be with."Wrapping his arms around his lover, he nuzzled his neck. "I think either you're overdressed or I'm underdressed, though," he said with a chuckle. Not that it mattered - just being with him was what did. "How are your arms, by the way? I didn't tie the ties too tight, did I?"
Giles was rather looking forward to the snow. It was one of the things he missed most about living in England. Maybe later, if Wesley was up to it, they could go outside and take a walk in it. He was sure there was some gear for them to wear. If not, they would emphasize. He really wanted to walk in the snow with his lover.Looking down at his night clothes, Giles chuckled a little. "I believe I'm a bit overdressed. Let me rectify that." He softly kissed Wesley and then slipped out of the bed. He took his clothes off and tossed them on the chair before climbing back under the covers. It felt to feel his skin against Wesley's. Staying in bed all day sounded like a capital plan."My arms are fine, love. I've been tied up many times but I do have to admit that was the most pleasurable experience so far." He nuzzled against Wesley's neck before grinning. Without saying a word, he slipped under the blanket and slowly moved down Wesley's bed, laying small kisses against his mouth skin.He moved over Wesley's tight curls and softly ran his tongue over the shaft of Wesley's cock. "You don't mind, do you, love?" Giles asked before sucking the tip of it into his mouth.
Raising up a bit to prop himself on his elbows, Wesley watched as Rupert stripped his pyjamas off. He was the most handsome man Wesley had ever known, though he of course had to admit his obvious bias in that regard, and seeing him exposed never failed to arouse him. He rather hoped that when they were older and greyer he would still always stir at the sight of him.When Rupert joined him back in the bed, he couldn't help but smile at his statement about what they had done earlier. It did his heart and even his ego good to hear that, to know that his actions had brought the man he loved incredible pleasure.He had wrapped his arms around his lover and would have been content lying there with him, watching the snow start to fall, when Rupert moved away. Wesley started to protest, but then he felt the kisses he was placing on him and let out a low moan of pleasure. Lower and lower they went until..."Rupert," he gasped softly at the feel of his tongue, then his mouth on his cock. "Oh God."As Rupert sucked on him, his hips bucked up and his head fell back. Reaching down, he tangled his fingers in his lover's hair, needing to touch him."More...ohhh...more...yes."He could feel his balls quickly beginning to tighten thanks to Rupert's skilled tongue and mouth. This man did things to him no one else ever had, made him feel loved and wanted and needed. He knew that in his eyes, he could do anything.And right now, he was about to lose control to the man he loved."Rupert, I'm going to..." he moaned before white exploded behind his eyes.
Giles groaned as he felt his lover's cock harden in his mouth. It was the most arousing thing they did and he felt his own cock start to harden. Smirking at the noises Wesley was making, Giles started to suck harder and faster. His hand moved down and softly stroked his lover's balls, feeling them tighten under his touch.At Wesley's warning, Giles wrapped his lips tighter around his lover's cock and groaned when he felt his warmth fill his mouth. Swallowing, Giles released him and licked him clean before slowly moving up his mouth. "You're awfully adorable when you come, love," he said before giving him a deep kiss, knowing some of Wesley's come was still on his tongue.When they needed to breathe, Giles broke the kiss and smiled down at his lover. He laid down beside Wesley and pulled him into his arms. "I rather think this is the perfect way to spend a snowy afternoon. Unless you want to go outside and make snow angels. I think that could be arranged also," Giles murmured before kissing Wesley's temple.
As he came down from his orgasm, Wesley fell almost boneless to the bed, his chest heaving slightly. Several shudders ran through him as he felt Rupert's tongue on his cock still, licking softly. Then there was a shift of the bed, and opening his eyes, he found him hovering above him, calling him adorable and causing his already warm skin to flush even more."I suppose it's a good thing I have quite an attentive lover who ensure that I come then," he said before they kissed. He groaned softly when he tasted the slight bitterness of himself, knowing what Rupert had just done.Cuddling against him when they parted, Wesley pillowed his head against his chest, letting out a small chuckle at his idea. "Hmmm...let's see. Stay in here, where it's warm, wrapped up in the man I love, or go out in the cold to lie down in the snow. If you don't mind, I think I'd rather stay in here with you."He closed his eyes and let his mind drift for a bit, unable to think of a time when he had been this happy. Well, he was actually able to - before he had left Sunnydale. But even this, here and now, what they had rebuilt seemed to eclipse that because that time had been both too short and too fraught with other worries and problems. It seemed that now, they were truly able to be comfortable with each other because Wesley knew that he'd never let anyone ever part them again, not even his father. He didn't care who knew about them now; in fact, he almost wanted to go and shout from the estate rooftop that he loved the man he was lying with. He was Rupert's, and Rupert was his. For always...and he wanted everyone to know."Rupert," he suddenly said, raising his head and looking at his lover, feeling his heart thumping in his chest as he realized what he really wanted. "I...want to marry you. I know we're going to be together for the rest of our lives, and I want to do that as your husband."
As Giles held his lover in his arms, his fingers brushing through his hair, he began to think about something he'd thought about a lot lately. He wanted to be with Wesley until they were old and gray. He wanted to walk up beside him every morning and fall asleep with him every night. Never again did he want to be apart from the man he loved more than life itself."Wesley, I've been thinking and I want--."Before he could finish his thought though, Wesley was asking Giles to marry him. Giles blinked his eyes for a moment, wondering when his lover had became a mind reader. He was going to ask him the same question. "Wanker," he muttered before giving his lover an amused look. "I was about to ask you the same question, love. Perhaps we've been around each other long enough to know what the other is thinking."With a swift move, Giles moved Wesley to his back and pinned him down. "I love you, Wesley. I was just thinking on how I want to spend the rest of our lives together," he leaned down and softly kissed him before raising his head again. "Of course, I'll marry you."
When Rupert called him a wanker, Wesley blinked, not quite having expected that reaction, before seeing the loving expression on his face. He had been about to ask him as well?Rupert wanted to marry him.Just as that sunk in, Wesley found himself being nudged onto his back, looking up into the eyes of the man he loved. He really did want to marry him - he could see it there in those eyes even as he said it. He wasn't just saying this. He really meant it.They were getting married. Rupert was going to be his husband."Th--thank you," he said, at a loss for what else to say. His heart was pounding in his chest, and his throat was tight, all the emotions inside him almost overwhelming. He had never thought he'd be lucky enough to find someone who would love him so completely, especially after what they had been through before. "I love you, Rupert. So much. I never want to be without you again."Leaning up, he kissed him again for several long moments before dropping his head back to the bed."Not to sound too eager, but can we get married soon?" he asked. "I don't think I want to wait too long."
Giles chuckled when Wesley asked how soon they could get married. Since they couldn't have a civil ceremony, he knew the next best thing would be the coven in Devon. "Let me check, love," he said before giving his lover a quick. He rolled off him and picked up the phone to ring Priestess Raven about setting up a binding ceremony.After a few rings, she answered her phone. They two quickly caught up and then Giles asked his question. The Priestess gave him an answer, and some details of the ceremony before ringing off. Giles smiled and placed the phone down on the cradle and turned to look at Wesley."Raven can do it on Yule, which is in four days. They want us to have the binding ceremony and then have dinner with them," Giles explained to Wesley. "We also need a witness from outside the coven. Someone we trust with helping with the binding. I thought perhaps Fred be the witness. I don't think Buffy or Dawn will be available to do it and I think Fred would be the perfect choice."
When Rupert said they could get married in four days, Wesley found himself grinning. "Yule will be perfect," he murmured, giving him a kiss. He couldn't think of anything better than getting bound to this man he loved so much on such an important day of the year."Fred would be perfect," he agreed, knowing that of everyone, he would want Fred there to witness their marriage. Fred was his closest friend and the person he trusted the most. "We should probably call her and let her know now so she can make arrangements."Looking over at the clock, he relized that it would be about seven in the morning in Los Angeles. Fred would still be at home, which Wesley was actually glad for. He rathered not having to call Wolfram and Hart about this. Reaching over for the phone on the nightstand next to the bed, he dialed Fred's flat and waited for her to pick, hoping that he was right and she actually was home."Hello?" she finally answered, sounding a little groggy."Fred, I'm sorry. Did I wake you?""Wesley! No! I was...well, yeah, had kind of a late night at the office, but I needed to be getting up anyway," she told him. "How are you? Enjoying your vacation?""Immensely," he responded, giving Rupert a smile. "Actually, we were hoping you could join us here by Yule in four days.""You want me...? Not that I wouldn't love to take some time away from here and come over, but I thought that you two wanted some time to yourselves. God knows you deserve it.""Well, we do, but we want you here because we've decided to get married, and a coven in Devon that Rupert's worked with is performing the binding ceremony--."Fred practically squealed, cutting him off. "You're getting married! Oh, Wesley, that's great news! You want me there for the ceremony?""Yes. We need a witness from outside the coven, and both Rupert and I want that person to be you. You're my closest friend besides him, you know.""I know," she said softly, and Wesley could just imagine her smiling. "I'll make arrangements to fly over and be there.""Let us know, and we'll pick you up at the airport. Oh, and Fred...pack warm. It's been snowing."Fred made some noises about having to go shopping before saying goodbye and hanging up. His smile widening, Wesley hung up the phone and turned to his fiance. "One witness-slash-friend on her way. Now, I believe you said something about going to London? Think we can still fit that in before Yule? Maybe we can pick up things for the ceremony too while we're there."
While Wesley was on the phone with Fred, Giles slipped out of the bed and padded over to the window. When he looked out the curtains, he was surprised to see it was no longer snowing. In the distance, he noticed the county road was already being cleaned up. He was rather sure William said the snow was to last all day.Giles went over to the dresser and picked up his mobile phone to ring William. After a brief conversation, Giles rung off and slipped into bed just as Wesley was finishing his own call. A smile lifted on his face when his lover told him Fred was coming. He had always liked Fred and liked spending time with her."Good and I have some good news myself," Giles said as he nuzzled against Wesley's neck. "The storm has bypassed us and the words to London are clear. If you're up to it, we could go to London now, and pick up the things we need. And if it gets too late, we can stay at my old flat. The lease is still not up on it yet."He wrapped his arms around Wesley and pulled him closer. "Or we could just stay here. It's rather up to you, love," he murmured before softly kissing him.
Wesley smiled when Rupert said that the storm had passed. As much as part of him wanted to just stay in bed with this man for the rest of his life, cuddling him and shagging him into the mattress and being shagged by him, he knew that there were some things that they needed to get if they were to get married.Rings for one. He wanted to wear a ring to show that his life and heart belonged to Rupert."I..." he started to say before kissing him for several moments, his hand trailing up Rupert's side to wrap under his arm. When they broke apart, he rested his forehead to his. "Staying here would be lovely, but I think I should like to go to London. I'd like to find a set of wedding rings for us. And something to wear to the ceremony - not just something that I brought along with me. Plus, there's still the matter of that mystery shop you mentioned."Pulling back, he took Rupert's hand to draw him to an upright position and kissed him again."And you know, the sooner we get all that done, the sooner we can cuddle up back in bed again," he reminded him, a smirk tugging up one side of his lips.