Giles smirked at his wife as she quickly undressed him. He was already quite hard and when she said she wanted him against the wall, he felt himself throb. They'd never done that before and the thought was turning him on more than he was/ "Whatever my wife wants, my wife gets," he said, running his hands over her back.
When he came to her ass, he cupped it and picked her up, encouraging her to wrap her legs around his waist. He stepped into the parlor and found a wall that didn't have anything on it and pressed Fred against it. Giles deeply kissed her as he carefully adjusted her in his arms.
Sliding her down a bit, Giles moved his hands to her back of her thighs and held her that way before thrusting into her warmth. "God, Fred," he groaned against her neck. "Have you always been this bloody tight, love?" He thrust into her harder, going deeper than he ever had before.
When Rupert picked her up, Fred wrapped her legs around him, holding onto him tightly as he took her into the parlor. She had never actually done anything like this before, and the thought of it was making her throb, especially when he pressed her up against the wall, his body leaning into hers. She felt herself sliding down slightly but knew that he wouldn't drop her
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Giles could feel his legs starting to shake as he thrust even harder into his wife. A sheen of sweat was forming over his chest, and back, making his body slide against hers with more ease. He knew he wasn't going to last long so he moved faster, grinding against her, wanting his wife to come just as hard as he knew he was.
So when Fred started to contract around him, Giles held her tighter and thrust up into her one last time before letting out a strangled cry as he emptied himself into her. Taking a few deep breaths, Giles tried hard to keep them upright but with his legs shaking, he ended up stumbling back and found himself on the arm of one of the chairs.
"Sorry, love," he muttered as he held her tight against him. "I haven't done that in years and I guess I'm a bit out of shape - and old." He nuzzled against her neck and smiled. "However, you're quite amazing. That was quite amazing. We'll have to go it again after the baby is born. Speaking of which, when we get done here, you'll have to get hooked up, or online, or
( ... )
Fred gasped when she felt the wall seem to fall away from her back, worried that Rupert was going to fall over and hurt himself, but when they came to rest on the arm of the chair, she let out a sigh of relief. Reaching up, she ran her hand through his damp hair while cuddling close to him.
"It's all right. I was more worried about you hurting yourself than dropping me," she told him softly. "And you're not old. At least I don't think you're old. I think you're absolutely wonderful."
She found herself grinning when he told her she was amazing. "I definitely cast my vote for doing that again when we're able." She leaned forward and kissed him softly and deeply for several moments before pulling back from him and looking into his eyes. "Come on. I'll get the computer online, and we can go searching for some books together."
Slipping off his lap, she took his hand to led him upstairs after they gathered up their clothes from the foyer.
Giles couldn't remember the last time he'd been to Peter's house. It had to be a couple of years at least, even though he'd been invited several times. There never seemed to be enough time between him going to Sunnydale, restarting the Council, and getting married. And the last time he'd seen Evelyn and Henry, Henry was still a tiny infant
( ... )
The house of Rupert's friend Peter was the sort of typical English house that the older families in the Council seemed to have, based on what he had told her. Fred looked at it in amazement as they walked up toward it. It seemed to even outdwarf Rupert's parents' home although she wasn't sure if that was because it really was or because she was a bit uncertain about meeting another member of the board
( ... )
Henry turned his attention to Fred and held his arms for her. Giles slipped the child into Fred's arms before looking to Peter. "Water will be fine," he said, not wanting to drink. The thought of drinking made his stomach flip and he didn't want to get sick again. The meeting was too important for them to leave early
( ... )
Henry immediately found Fred's hair, but instead of pulling it, tangled his little fingers in it, which wasn't too bad. She couldn't believe it when Evelyn and Peter admitted that they really hadn't changed their son's diapers in a long time. From the looks of things, they hadn't done much with him at all, especially considering how perfect Evelyn's hair looked. She tried not to judge them since she really didn't know them, but she wondered why they had a child if they didn't want to take part in his life. Was it really that much of a status symbol to them
( ... )
When he came to her ass, he cupped it and picked her up, encouraging her to wrap her legs around his waist. He stepped into the parlor and found a wall that didn't have anything on it and pressed Fred against it. Giles deeply kissed her as he carefully adjusted her in his arms.
Sliding her down a bit, Giles moved his hands to her back of her thighs and held her that way before thrusting into her warmth. "God, Fred," he groaned against her neck. "Have you always been this bloody tight, love?" He thrust into her harder, going deeper than he ever had before.
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So when Fred started to contract around him, Giles held her tighter and thrust up into her one last time before letting out a strangled cry as he emptied himself into her. Taking a few deep breaths, Giles tried hard to keep them upright but with his legs shaking, he ended up stumbling back and found himself on the arm of one of the chairs.
"Sorry, love," he muttered as he held her tight against him. "I haven't done that in years and I guess I'm a bit out of shape - and old." He nuzzled against her neck and smiled. "However, you're quite amazing. That was quite amazing. We'll have to go it again after the baby is born. Speaking of which, when we get done here, you'll have to get hooked up, or online, or ( ... )
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"It's all right. I was more worried about you hurting yourself than dropping me," she told him softly. "And you're not old. At least I don't think you're old. I think you're absolutely wonderful."
She found herself grinning when he told her she was amazing. "I definitely cast my vote for doing that again when we're able." She leaned forward and kissed him softly and deeply for several moments before pulling back from him and looking into his eyes. "Come on. I'll get the computer online, and we can go searching for some books together."
Slipping off his lap, she took his hand to led him upstairs after they gathered up their clothes from the foyer.
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