Continued from here.Wesley let out a small sigh of relief when Rupert said he understood. Truth be told, if he had pressed, he probably would have agreed to leave and gone with him, but he felt that he had to stay where he was right now. Especially because of his friends.However, his relief was short-lived as Rupert began to talk about leaving Buffy behind, how he felt responsible for what had happened because he hadn't been there. Willow had told him a bit about what had happened a few months earlier, but Wesley had had no idea that Rupert blamed himself, and it broke his heart, hearing him talk about it."Rupert, you are a good man," he told him, moving his hand to cup the back of his head and pressing his forehead to his. "We've both made mistakes - things we did because we thought it was for the best. We can't...we can't dwell on that anymore, or I think it might eat us up inside."He looked into Rupert's eyes. "We should move forward. Together, right? Never not going to be a part of each other's lives again."
Giles allowed Wesley's words to wash over him. It'd been so long since someone actually cared this much about him. Sure, Buffy and Dawn cared about him but that was different. What Wesley and him had was intense, and deep love. And Giles knew he couldn't live without him again."You're right, love," he whispered before softly kissing him. He pulled back a little and grin. "I think we need to actually get some research done. If we go back to the lab without anything for Fred, she might get a bit upset. She yelled at that bloke Knox a couple of times while she was talking to me. Of course, I wanted to throttle him after meeting him."Giving Wesley another kiss, Giles get out of the bed and pulled on a pair of sweatpants and a t-shirt. He sat Wesley's bag on the room's desk and opened it. Once the files were out, he looked over at Wesley and smirked. "Been a while since we researched together, eh?"
When Rupert kissed him, Wesley smiled gently against his lips, enjoying the feel of him against him. This was the beginning of the rest of their lives together. They both knew.He wanted nothing more at the moment than to just hold Rupert for the rest of the day, possibly order in dinner, make love again. But he knew he was right when he said that they should do some research. Fred had been concentrating on nothing but for the last week, and he knew she'd continue to push herself until she figured out what was going on. They needed to help, for her sake if not Spike's."Knox is rather a little prat," Wesley said as Rupert got up and started to dress. He reached for his own trousers and boxers, pulling them on. "He's been hanging on Fred since we started, whether he's hoping for a promotion or he's actually interested in her, I'm not, but I think it's been wearing on her. I keep expecting to go down there and find she's used him as guinea pig for one of her experiments."Pulling his shirt on, he buttoned up a few buttons but left it untucked and walked over to the desk, leaning over him. "It has been a while, but I'm sure we'll figure something out together." He gave him a grin and reached over to pull out one of the files. "This is everything I've been able to find out about the amulet. And if we need it..."He pulled out the source book he had borrowed and set it on the desk. "This can be any book in the firm's archives."
With a nod, Giles took the file from Wesley's hand and opened it in front of him. When he brought the book out, Giles perked an eyebrow. "You'll have to teach me how to use it, love," he said before going back to the file. It was the basic information that Fred had already told him."Seems to me that this amulet is somehow connected to Angel also. If I recall, it was Angel who brought the amulet to Sunnydale and gave it to Buffy. Spike stated once, or twice, that Angel was suppose to wear it but Buffy refused to let him." He furrowed his brow and continued to flip through the file."Then it was sent to Angel, and according to Fred, Spike can't leave the firm. It's as if he's bind to the building, or perhaps Angel," Giles said, looking over at Wesley. "Has Angel ever said who gave him the amulet in the first place? It'll be interesting to know who gave it to him. Then perhaps we can research it more." It was a long shot, and Giles didn't know if Angel had told any of them about it. From what Fred had told him, they didn't even know Spike had a soul until Spike told them. It would seem Angel was withholding a lot of things from his friends.
"It's quite easy," Wesley told him before putting the source book aside and leaning over to look at the file, resting his hand on Rupert's shoulder and listening as the other man thought out loud. He furrowed his brow when he spoke about Angel taking the amulet to Sunnydale in the first place, remembering Angel had started to mention that when Spike had popped out in his office. He hadn't gone into details, though.Although now that he thought about it..."Angel never did mention where he got it, but it would have been right before Sunnydale was destroyed, correct? The day that we...that we were offered control of Wolfram and Hart, Lilah Morgan - one of the--attorneys at the firm - gave him a package. He didn't say what he was doing, but he left with it." He paused for a moment, trying to remember the name of the person he said he was going to see. It certainly hadn't been Buffy, but the conversation with Lilah had made it sound as though he would be going elsewhere once he saw the other person.Wesley shook his head. "The amulet came from Wolfram and Hart - it had to be what was in the package. The timing's too close not to be connected."
Giles glanced at Wesley as he spoke. His brow furrowed as he wondered if the package, and Angel taking the job at the firm was connected. "Angel was suppose to wear the amulet, which meant he would've been trapped in it, and not Spike," he said, tapping his pen n concentration. "If this Lilah person gave Angel the package after he'd taken the job offer, do you think there's a chance the amulet had something to do with Angel wanting to work for the firm?"Standing from the chair, Giles started to pace around the room. "I remember some of my contacts telling me about the prophecy - the one about the vampire with a soul. He also said the firm was under strict orders not to hurt Angel until it was time for the final apocalypse. What if the firm meant for Angel to get trapped in the amulet so they could keep him imprisoned? Which would've left you lot open for an attack of sorts."He pulled off his glasses and cleaned the lenses before looking over at his lover. "But with Spike being trapped, it posed a problem, so they sent him to the firm to be a thorn in Angel's side. Plus, with two vampires with souls, it's hard to tell which one the prophecy is about. And now the firm has both of them under their roof," he said before putting his glasses on as he hoped Wesley followed his train of thought.
Listening to Rupert, Wesley tried to wrap his mind around what he was saying. He was fairly sure that Lilah had indeed given the amulet to Angel now - the timing was too close, and the amulet was definitely something that seemed as though it could be from the firm. It had all the hallmarks. So given all that, it seemed quite probable whoever it figured in, the amulet was tied to Angel's taking up the firm on it's offer."Perhaps they told him it would help all of you, so he took the deal in order to get it," Wesley mused, rubbing a hand over the stubble on his chin.Rupert then got up and started pacing, talking about the prophecy - one that Wesley knew. But when he theorized that the firm had meant the amulet to be a prison for Angel in order to control him, Wesley's eyes opened wide as he realized that he might very well be right, especially since it seemed that the original plan had fallen through."They never intended for Angel to take control of the firm," Wesley said. "But he did because Buffy changed the plan on them, and because of that, they had to do something to keep some of the control. Angel is so off balance about Spike being there..."He looked at his lover, once again realizing how brilliant he was. "I think that you're right, love. This has to be a Wolfram and Hart operation. They had Angel either way because of the agreement, but Spike would never stay voluntarily, so by keeping him incoporeal, they keep him tied to building. We have to figure out how to severe that tie. We'll probably be able to make him corporeal if we do."Picking up the source book, he thought for a moment, then held the book to his lips. "Magical artefacts capable of imprisonment." He then opened the book and held it out to Rupert as text appeared on the page.
Giles nodded along with everything Wesley was saying. He was most likely right, and if they did cut Spike's ties with the building, then the vampire would become solid again. But how would they do it? "The common denominator in all of this is the amulet. It's what might be keeping them together," he said as Wesley picked up one of the source books.He raised his eyebrows as he watched Wesley whisper to the book. Biting back a comment about how one shouldn't get to close to their books, Giles looked down and saw the text appear on the page. "You're full of surprises, aren't you?" he asked, giving the text a quick once over. It listed several magical artifacts that could be used as imprisoning devices."There's a lot there," Giles said, taking off his glasses in order to clean them. Once they were back on his face, he looked down at the book again. He nudged Wesley's hand out of the way and turned the page. "There's several pages about amulets alone. I guess we're stuck here for a while, unless you rather finish this at your flat. It'll only take a moment, or two, for me to pack."
Wesley nodded at Rupert's comment about the amulet. "If so, we just need to figure out how to cut its magic," he said.When he said that he was full of surprise, he smirked a bit. "Probably the one thing that's been worth going to Wolfram and Hart for. I have no idea where they got these, but it certainly explains a lot, especially when it comes to the things they've known."He could see Rupert was right, though, and it was going to take a while to go through all the information the source book had provided. "I think going back to my flat would be a very good idea," he said with a smile. "There's far more room there, and I do believe I actually have food in the cupboard. Or we could possibly pick something up on the way back and then settle in for a good, long night of...reading together."
"I think picking something up on the way to your flat," Giles said as he started to throw his clothes, and books, into his suitcase. "If I recall, the last time you tried to cook for me, you nearly burnt the kitchen down. I think I rather like not getting my lungs full of smoke tonight."He gave Wesley a cheeky look before finishing his packing. It was nice to be there again, with his lover, joking around about the things that'd happened in their past. Giles never thought he'd be able to do this again. Shutting his suitcase, he pulled it off the bed and looked at the other man."I do believe I'm ready," he said, looking around the room again. Upon seeing nothing was left behind, he stepped over to Wesley and softly kissed his mouth. "I'm glad Fred called me. We should get her a gift," he murmured against his lover's lips.
"I'll have you know that I've got better since then," Wesley told Rupert, crossing his arms while watching his lover pack his clothes and books to take with him. "I've only had to replace the cupboards twice since I moved in."He gave him a grin, thinking how wonderful it felt to be able to so, to be this close again to the man he had loved for so long. He would always despise his father for what he had forced him to do. How he wished that he had handled things differently now, but he couldn't dwell on that anymore. What was done was done, and the more important thing was that they were together again now.When Rupert stepped over and gave him a smile, Wesley reached up to cup his cheek for a moment. "We should - perhaps a necklace or pendant or something since she has every science book and piece of equipment that she could ever hope to have now. I think in a way, she helped us more than Spike."After giving his lover one more kiss, he stepped away and slipped the source book into his bag, which he picked up and swung over his shoulder. He then reached out and took his hand in his, holding it tightly as they headed out of the room and down the hall to the lift."What would you like?" he asked him. "Chinese? Indian? Thai? Italian? Can't say I've found any good Chip shops here, unfortunately, but there's a good Chinese takeaway not that far from here."
Giles had to bite back a comment about Wesley setting his cabinets on fire. It would seem he would have to do most of the cooking, much like before, but Giles didn't mind - at least he'd know Wesley was eating properly and not sitting in his office, eating tin after tin of licorice.He smiled when Wesley took his hand and they headed toward the hotel's lift. "I haven't had Chinese for a while," Giles answered as they arrived at the lift. He pressed the button for the parking garage and glanced over at Wesley. "Sweet and sour chicken sounds good right about now."The door of the lift dinged, and slid open. Giles pulled Wesley inside, and watched as the doors slid closed. It started to slowly move so he moved closer to Wesley. Nuzzling his neck, he grinned. "You smell like sex and aftershave, love," he murmured against the skin of Wesley's neck before kissing up to his mouth.Soon Giles had pushed Wesley against one of the walls, and was deeply kissing him. Pulling back, he gave his lover a cheeky grin. "Perhaps we should call in for the Chinese, instead of stopping for it?" he suggested.
"Chinese it is, then," Wesley said with a smile as they stepped into the lift. "Just don't tell Fred we went there without her."As the lift began to descend, he felt Rupert step closer and start to nuzzle his neck, a smile crossing his face. God, how wonderful this felt, especially when he started kissing him. Before he knew it, he was pressed against the wall, the railing in his back. Groaning, he wrapped his arms around the other man, pulling him closer as they continued kissing passionately, all lips and tongues until they finally had to part for air."I...I think ordering in would be a very good idea," he gasped, not sure that he'd be able to make the drive home at this rate.The lift reached the car park and opened with a ding, so he pulled Giles out with him, suddenly wanting to get back to his place as soon as possible. Before long, they had climbed into his car and were heading back to the flat."I'm so glad you're here," Wesley told him, glancing over at him with a smile.
Giles gave Wesley a smug look. It was one of the Wesley's most charming qualities - how flustered he became at the promise of shagging, or even snogging. "Yes, I do suppose we should order it. I don't think the patrons would appreciate us snogging by the front counter while we wait for our takeaway order," he said with a grin.He watched some of the Los Angeles scenery go by with a smile on his face. Giles was quite happy to be back with Wesley, and wished he would've came back sooner. Turning his head, he grinned at his boyfriend's words. "I'm glad I'm here too and with you," Giles whispered as he ran the back of his hand over Wesley's cheek.Soon they were pulling into parking lot that was beside a large apartment building. Giles got out of the car and waited for Wesley to show him which way to go.
It seemed to take forever to get back to the flat to Wesley - all the lights seemed to be against them, making them sit at almost every one between the hotel and his building. When Rupert's hand caressed over his cheek, it made him want to run them, but he behaved, not wanting to put their renewed relationship at risk.Finally, though, they reached his apartment building, and he pulled into the car park. After getting out his bag and Rupert's suitcase, he smiled at his lover and pointed ahead."This way. I'm on the tenth floor," he told him with a smile. Inside, they went to the lift and headed upstairs. There were other people in the elevator, so they had to stay in the back and behave although Wesley reached out and rubbed his fingers against Rupert's side until they reached their floor.He led Giles down to his flat and unlocked the door, opening it to let him in. "Welcome home," he said with a smile, closing the door behind them once they were inside.
Giles figured that the flat came with working for the firm. He wasn't going to say anything about it, since it was Wesley's choice as to where he lived. Stepping in, he smiled when Wesley shut the door behind them. He stepped closer to his love and softly kissed him. "Do you want to order now, or later?" he asked.He didn't give Wesley a chance to answer before deeply kissing him. Giles' hands ran over the other man's chest, and down to the bottom of his shirt. He pulled it out of his lovers pants and started to unbutton it, allowing his fingers to slide over Wesley's warm skin. "Or what you rather wait until later, love?" he asked.Leaning down, he started to softly kiss Wesley's neck, loving the smell of his after shave. "Or we could skip eating all together, and just do this," Giles said as he unbuckled Wesley's trousers.
Just as Wesley was about to open his mouth to answer Rupert's question, he found himself being pulled closer to his lover and his warm mouth on his. Exhaling softly, he relaxed into their embrace, feeling his shirt being untucked and unbuttoned. A shudder ran up his spine at the feel of the other's man's fingers."Oh God, Rupert..." he moaned softly. "I--I think..."Then he moved to his neck, and Wesley felt himself starting to harden as all thoughts of eating food fled his mind. There was only one thing he wanted at the moment, and he was currently pushing his trousers open."This is just fine," he managed to tell him, reaching up and pulling Rupert's own shirt out, undoing the buttons. "This is better that fine."He pushed Rupert's shirt off him before reaching for his belt while tilting his head to seek out his lips for another kiss.
Giles groaned when his hand slipped down and he felt his lover's hardening cock. Just knowing he was doing that to Wesley made him stir and harden almost instantly. He was always fond of how his love reacted to his touches. "No, no food right now," he murmured as he shivered a bit as Wesley removed his shirt and a cool breeze hit his skin.He returned Wesley's kiss, his tongue slipping past the other man's lips. Giles groaned again when he felt Wesley unbuckle his belt and trousers. Pulling back, he gave Wesley a cheeky look. "But if you're hungry, we can stop and get the takeaway. Actually, we could even eat it off each other," he said, giving Wesley a thoughtful look. "No - that might be too messy."Giles continued to stand there, not moving. He raised his eyebrows and looked at Wesley. "Are you going to show me to the bedroom, or am I going to have to just take you right here, over this table?" he asked, motioning toward the side.
Wesley arched his eyebrows when Rupert suggested eating off each other as he paused for a moment in pushing his trousers down. "Somehow, I don't think you'd like hot sweet and sour sauce in your belly button, love," he said, giving him a slight smirk. "I would think it would burn a tad bit."He was about to return to what he was doing - undressing him - when he realized that Rupert wasn't moving. He looked at him as he mentioned moving into the bedroom and glanced over at the nearby table."Don't know. I never tried it on that table," he said before grasping Rupert's hands and pulling him into the bedroom. "I think here would be better though. We can try the table later."He then resumed what he was doing, pushing Rupert's trousers and boxers to the floor. He smiled at the sight of his lover's hard cock and, remembering what he had wanted to do earlier, crouched down to run his tongue along the underside of his shaft.
Giles smirked when Wesley mentioned trying out the table. They'd done it before on the tables in the high school library, the table at Wesley's hotel, and the table at Giles' flat. They weren't a stranger to it, and he supposed they needed to break that table in sooner or later. And it seemed they would do it later since Wesley took his hand and finally took him to the bedroom.He let out a soft moan when Wesley finally took off his trousers and boxers. Giles was about to go to the bed when Wesley crouched down and ran his talented tongue over the underside of his shaft. "Bloody hell!" he hissed, his hand going down so he could thread his fingers through Wesley's hair."I still think you should do this professionally, love. Make us some money," Giles said as he shuddered.
A thrill run through Wes when he felt Rupert's hands in his hair, just the way he remembered him doing when he had done this to him before. It was arosing to know that he could cause this sort of reaction in the man before him, that he still knew him well enough.At his remark, though, Wesley stopped for a moment and looked up, giving his lover a smirk. "Does that mean I can buy you a pimp hat and cane?" he asked, his eyebrow arched in amusement. "I do believe that's what Xander called them once, and I think you'd look rather fetching in them."Giving him a grin, he swirled his tongue over the tip of Rupert's cock, moaning at the salty taste of his pre-cum. He then reached up and wrapped his arms around him to anchor both of them slightly before taking him into his mouth. His eyes closing in pleasure, he began sucking and licking as he moved his head back and forth.
Giles raised his eyebrows at Wesley's pimp comment. "Stop being cheeky, love," he said, trying hard to give Wesley a stern, but failing miserably. "And I do believe I'd look rather fetching with a cane. Perhaps a one made out of wood, and carved by blind monks?" A smirk covered his face but it slid off when Wesley's tongue twirled around the head of his cock."Dear lord, Wesley!" he yelped as he bucked forward. When Wesley's mouth engulfed him, Giles placed his hand on the back of Wesley's head and groaned as his lover did what he did best. It felt as if they have never been apart and where picking up where they'd left out.With his eyes closed, Giles threaded his fingers through Wesley's hair again and moaned. His balls started to tighten and he knew he couldn't hold back any longer. "Wesley...I'm going..." he croaked out before grunting loudly as he spilled himself into his lover's mouth.
Wesley chuckled to himself when Rupert's smart ass reply to his pimp cane remark was stopped in its tracks by what he was doing. He loved that he could cause this reaction in him, make him moan, groan and writhe. He could always feel how totally Rupert gave himself over to what they were doing, and it made him want to give everything back in return.That was all he had wanted - to be able to give everything to him. A few years ago, though, he hadn't been able to for any number of reasons. But now, here, with him again, he knew he could.Feeling Rupert's cock beginning to twitch, he sucked a bit harder, and when he warned him what was about to happen, he kept his lips wrapped around him, feeling his warm release flood over his tongue. He tasted just the way he remembered.He released him and swallowed as he stood up, stroking his hands up Rupert's side before wrapping them around him. "It's lovely to be able to do that for you again."
Giles was quite sure he was going to pass out from coming. With his body still shaking, he looked at Wesley when he stood and wrapped his arms around him. "Yes...lovely," he pushed out in his orgasmic haze. Leaning forward a bit, he softly kissed Wesley, groaning when he tasted himself on his lover's lips.Looking down, he saw Wesley's erection and smiled. He wrapped his fingers around the shaft and started to slowly stroke it. "Do you know what we never did enough of, love?" Giles asked before softly kissing up Wesley's pulse. "I have the lotion from the hotel, and I trust you if you would like to be on top this time."It was something they had only done a few times back in Sunnydale. Giles didn't know why that was but it was something he wanted to change now. Before their relationship had been so near, and both were under a lot of stress to keep it hidden from Buffy and the others. Now none of that mattered. "I want to feel you inside of me, Wesley," he whispered in his lover's ear.
When Rupert's hand wrapped around his cock, Wesley closed his eyes for a moment, his hips moving back and forth in time to his strokes. At his question, he could barely manage to make himself ask, "What's that?" before he groaned, the feel of his hand and his lips on his neck almost overwhelming.But then he realized what Rupert wanted, and his eyes opened, locking with the green eyes of his lover. "Are--are you sure?" he asked softly, of course realizing that he was sure.He had only done it a few times with him, but the idea of being in Rupert again made his erection throb, especially knowing that they had nothing to worry about, no one to interrupt them. "I want that too," he groaned before placing kisses on Rupert's jaw. "Get the lotion...and promise me that you'll tell me if I do anything to hurt you."
Giles was relieved when Wesley seemed to agree to what he'd asked. The few other times they'd done it, it had been perfect but Wesley always seemed a bit nervous about it. Hopefully now he trusted his feelings for him enough not to worry. "Of course, love," he gently said when Wesley asked him to retrieve the lotion he'd brought from the hotel.Stepping away, he opened up his small suitcase and pulled the bottle out. He glanced at his clothes, and back at Wesley. Truth be told, Giles never wanted to return to England, and knew he wanted to think of a way for him to stay. His friend Peter was right under him in the line of command at the new Council, and Giles knew Buffy, Willow, Andrew, and Dawn respected him. If it came to it, Giles would happily give control to Peter, especially if it meant he could have a life with Wesley.Shaking his head, he stood up and went back to his love. "Here," Giles said, placing the lotion in Wesley's hand. He gave Wesley a kiss and climbed onto the bed. "You'll do fine, love. I trust you. With my heart, soul, and life."
Wesley watched Rupert for a moment as he pulled the lotion out of his case, wondering what he was thinking about. What they had talked about earlier? He didn't want to think about Rupert possibly having to go back to England. He wanted him to stay with him.But they would worry about that later. Right now, he wanted to spend time with the man he loved and enjoy him.Taking the lotion, he took a deep breath. He knew everything would be fine, but he still couldn't help buy feel a little nervous, especially since it had been so long. He could see the trust in Rupert's eyes, though, and that calmed him more than anything as well as arosed him more at the same time.He crawled over him and gently nudged him onto his back. After leaning down and kissing his stomach, he squirted some of the lotion on his fingers. He then pressed one inside of him. After a few long minutes, he inserted a second finger, then a third, thrusting and caressing until he felt his lover open up.
Giles parted his legs for Wesley and watched as he lathered his fingers with the lotion. A small groan left his mouth when he felt the first finger slide into him. "Wesley," he whispered as he felt his erect cock started to throb even more. "So bloody good." When Wesley added another finger, Giles had to force himself to relax. It'd been so long since he'd done this with anyone."You're doing fine, love," he said, encouraging Wesley. When a third finger was added, Giles pulled his legs up to give his love better access. He felt himself loosen up and he knew he'd be ready soon. "I love you so much, Wesley." He pushed a little against the other man's fingers and moaned."I'm ready now," Giles said in a strained voice. He wanted to feel his lover inside of him and didn't think he could wait any longer.
Hearing Rupert's words of encouragement and the lovely sounds he was making, Wesley felt his heart swell with love. He wanted so much to make this as pleasurable and wondeful for him as he could. He wanted him so much.He could feel Rupert opening up with each successive finger and stroke until finally his lover told him he was ready. Looking down in his green eyes, Wesley felt his cock twitch in anticipation. He picked up the lotion again, this time lathering himself up. Then, he carefully pressed himself to Rupert's opening, entering him slowly until he was completely inside him, buried to the hilt."Oh, God," he moaned, closing his eyes as sensations washed over him, taking him back to the first time he had made love to Rupert this way so many years ago now. "You feel so amazing."Grasping his hips, he began to thrust into him, keeping his strokes slow and steady, wanting to make this last as long as possible. It was almost overwhelming, though, being inside Rupert again."I don't know how long I'm going to last," he told him, his voice cracking slightly. "It's been so long."
It was a new sensation for him, and Giles had to will himself from passing out. It'd been so long since he'd had anyone inside of him, and Wesley filled him perfectly. With a sigh, he pulled his knees up and opened himself widely for his lover before pulling him down for a deep kiss. "Love you so much," he gasped when he felt Wesley rubbing against his erect cock.Holding him close, Giles buried his head against his lover's shoulder and started to thrust against him. He squeezed his eyes close as he felt himself tightening up already. No one could ever make him come like Wesley could. "So close, love..." he groaned as he pushed his head against the pillow.A flash of white light exploded behind his eyes and Giles screamed out his lover's name as he came between them.
Groaning against Rupert's lips when he felt him open wider to him, Wesley began moving a bit faster. His lover's cock was between them, rubbing against his stomach, and his lover lay beneath him, flushed and tight. It was a moment Wesley didn't think he'd forget for the rest of his life, no matter how many times they ended up doing this after today.Wesley wrapped his arms around him, feeling him pressing his hips up to him with each stroke, driving him deeper. He moaned, definitely knowing that he wasn't going to last long, not with the way Rupert felt, not with the way he was making him feel."I love you too, Rupert," he told him, kissing his neck just as Rupert came, clenching around him. Wesley groaned, pushing himself into him a couple of more times before the sensations coiling at the base of his spine suddenly radiated out, and his cock began twitching wildly, his release spilling inside his lover. "Oh, God, Rupert."He wasn't sure how long the orgasm lasted, but when he opened his eyes again, he was practically collapsed on Rupert, his arms and legs trembling from the strain.
Giles loudly groaned when he felt Wesley's warmth fill him up. It felt so good, and so right. He never wanted to be apart from his love ever again. When Wesley fell on him, Giles held him close and softly stroked his back as both of them struggled to catch their breath. "Amazing," he pushed out.He smiled when Wesley looked down at him. Reaching up, he ran his fingers over the other man's stubble and chuckled. "This has to be the best research I've done in ages," Giles whispered. It was then that his mobile phone started to ring and he growled in frustration."I should get that. It could be someone from the Council." He carefully nudged Wesley off him and got off the bed. After rooting around in his trousers, he pulled the mobile and answered it. It was Andrew, telling him that the board wanted his signature on some forms. Giles told his assistant to e-mail the papers to his address and he'd sign and fax them back.Ending the call, Giles looked over at Wesley. "Yes, I have an e-mail address but I don't know how to access the bloody thing!"
"I definitely agree that it's been a productive session," Wesley said with a chuckle, leaning his face into Rupert's hand as he looked down at him. When the mobile rang, Wesley couldn't help but let out a sigh. At least it wasn't his phone.When Rupert nudged him, he moved back, feeling a bit of a loss when he slid out of him. Reaching for the tissues he kept by the bed, he wiped himself off, listening to the conversation his lover was having with someone named Andrew. Sounded as though he had just as much paperwork to deal with at the Council as he did at at Wolfram and Hart. He supposed that had nothing to do with "sides" and everything to do with bureacracy, which knew not of good and evil.When Rupert mentioned an e-mail address to Andrew, Wesley's eyebrow arched up his forehead. He never thought he'd see the day where Rupert Giles actually had something so...technological. Apparently, he saw his expression, however, given his immediate reaction once he had rung off."Well, if you'd like, I'd be glad to help you," he said, tossing the tissues in the bin and then reaching over and running his hand up and down Rupert's arm. He got off the bed and picked up his boxers, slipping then on before giving the other man his. "My laptop's in the other room - we can set it up to check your mail. And I suppose we should get a bit more research done to take back to Fred tomorrow. We can even order something now if you're hungry after our last...session."
Giles was relieved that Wesley didn't poke fun at him for not knowing how to use his e-mail. He was teased enough by Dawn, Willow, and Andrew about it. "Thank you," he gratefully said as he took his boxers from Wesley. He slipped them on and stretched his arms above his head, and a few bones popped. "Getting bloody old."He followed his lover out into the living room and sat down on the couch. "I am a bit famished. How about I order some Chinese take away while you kick...boot...whatever with your computer," he said before reaching for the phone book. When he opened it, he chuckled when a Chinese menu fell out of the front cover. "Always prepared."Picking up the cordless phone, he rang the restaurant and ordered the food. Once he'd rang off, he stood from the couch and picked up the bag, which held what they were going to research. He then sat back down and flipped through the papers, trying to see if he'd missed anything the first time.
"You are not old," Wesley told Rupert, shaking his head. He knew that he was in better shape that a lot of men around even Wesley's own age. Part and parcel of having to train a Slayer.Heading out to the living room, he laughed when Rupert offered to call the Chinese takeaway while he did...whatever to the computer. "If I kick, I don't think Andrew would be very appreciative as then you'd never get your e-mail, love," he told him as he sat down at the table and powered the laptop up.While he waited for the computer to cycle to the log-in screen, he watched as Rupert placed the call and made their order, remembering what he liked. He felt his heart ache a bit at that - even after so many years, he still remembered."I would imagine the Council is still using the same mail server names and addresses, even if the equipment had to be replaced when you rebuilt," he said as he opened up his mail client to set up a log-in for his lover. Looking over, he raised his eyebrow, watching as the other man started flipping through the papers they had brough back with them from the office. "Rupert, I need your e-mail ID and your password so we can download your mail."
When Wesley laughed, Giles grinned. It was something he hadn't heard a lot of since coming there. He knew times were tough on the lot of them but he missed hearing Wesley laugh. It was so simple, and almost child-like. Giles sometimes wondered if Roger had forbid Wesley to laugh as a child."Huh?" he finally asked as he looked up from the papers. "Oh, yes, right, my log-in name is r.giles and my password is..." He paused for a second and looked at his lover. "I'll have you know Xander was the one who set the account up for me and thought the password to be quite amusing, and if you laugh, I'll make sure you pay for it."Giles cleared his throat, knowing he still had to give the ruddy password to Wesley. "It's gman69. Go ahead, laugh like a little schoolgirl," he said, waiting for Wesley's reaction. "And yes, I do know what '69' is and I'm quite good at it."
As Rupert told him his login name for the Council e-mail system, Wesley tapped it in then looked up, waiting for the password. He could see that his lover really apparently didn't want to give it to him, making him wonder what in the hell Xander had made it."It can't be that bad, love. I promise not to laugh," he said, sitting back a bit and waiting until finally, he told him.Remembering Rupert's threat, he pursed his lips together and typed it in. As he did, he felt the laugh threatening to spill, so he bit down.That worked until Rupert mentioned that he knew what 69 stood for and that he was quite good at it. "No complaints from me on that front," he managed to push out, having to swallow the laugh that bubbled up. He hit the retrieve button on the e-mail program and watched as it accessed, several messages downloading."Here. You want me to print out Andrew's message," he asked before hiding his face for a moment.