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Wesley Wyndam-Pryce [userpic]
by Wesley Wyndam-Pryce (gfs_wesleypryce)
at October 17th, 2006 (09:57 pm)
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current mood: loved

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."

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Posted by: Rupert Giles (g_watcher)
Posted at: October 18th, 2006 11:08 pm (UTC)
Giles - Leaning down

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.

Posted by: Wesley Wyndam-Pryce (gfs_wesleypryce)
Posted at: October 20th, 2006 02:59 am (UTC)
Me - Nothing Broken

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.

Posted by: Rupert Giles (g_watcher)
Posted at: October 20th, 2006 03:25 am (UTC)
Giles - Pen in mouth

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.

Posted by: Wesley Wyndam-Pryce (gfs_wesleypryce)
Posted at: October 22nd, 2006 01:19 am (UTC)
Me - I'm Okay

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.

Posted by: Rupert Giles (g_watcher)
Posted at: October 22nd, 2006 05:25 am (UTC)
Giles - Joy

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?"

Posted by: Wesley Wyndam-Pryce (gfs_wesleypryce)
Posted at: October 24th, 2006 03:46 am (UTC)
Me - Love

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."

Posted by: Rupert Giles (g_watcher)
Posted at: October 25th, 2006 01:08 am (UTC)
With Wes in suits

"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.

Posted by: Wesley Wyndam-Pryce (gfs_wesleypryce)
Posted at: October 28th, 2006 02:11 am (UTC)
Me - Huh!

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.

Posted by: Rupert Giles (g_watcher)
Posted at: October 28th, 2006 07:04 am (UTC)
Giles - Joy

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.

Posted by: Wesley Wyndam-Pryce (gfs_wesleypryce)
Posted at: October 29th, 2006 05:37 am (UTC)
Me - Looking Off

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."

Posted by: Rupert Giles (g_watcher)
Posted at: October 29th, 2006 07:45 am (UTC)
Giles - Shirtless and lounging

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.

Posted by: Wesley Wyndam-Pryce (gfs_wesleypryce)
Posted at: October 30th, 2006 06:02 am (UTC)
Me - Love

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.

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