"I know," Fred whispered, holding Rupert tight. There had been times when things had happened that she couldn't help but blame herself for even though there had been nothing she could do - like Wesley dying and Angelus escaping. It was hard not to blame yourself in situations like that, especially when it meant that you had lost someone you cared about.
She looked up into his eyes when he finally loosened his grip on her a bit, shuddering a bit at the caress of her finger on her neck. "Rupert, I don't care that I lost the job. I care more about the fact that I'm with you," she told him after they kissed. "And I think spending more time together is very definitely a good thing, no matter what happened."
She let him draw her over and onto the bed, snuggling up against him, her eyes closing as his hands roamed over her body. It had been a while since they had been together, and she moaned softly at his touch. "You don't ever have to thank me. I'm your wife, and it's what wives do. I love you, Rupert."
Wrapping her arms around him, she ran her hand up and down his back a few times before moving up to tangle in his hair.
Giles continued to caress his wife, his body relaxing when she started to caress him back. He needed her so much. “Fred,” he whispered as his lips moved to her neck. He softly kissed her there as his hand slipped down and laid where their daughter was growing. His wife was perfect.
Moving down, he started to slowly unbutton her shirt. When it was opened, he ran his hands over her soft skin. His hands cupped her breasts, which were filling out from her pregnancy. “You’re so beautiful,” he whispered. He needed to touch her to know she was really there. He needed to feel her. His thumbs swiped over her nipples and he groaned when they hardened.
Giles slipped his hands under her back and unclasped her bra. He carefully pulled it off her. Leaning down, he softly licked one nipple to attention before moving over to the other one. He then started to lay a trail of kisses down her body, stopping when he got to her stomach. “I love you, Andi,” he whispered to his unborn daughter.
He moved down and undid Fred’s pants, and carefully pulled them, and her panties off. When she was completely naked, he looked down at her, his hand brushing through her hair. “I need you, Fred,” Giles whispered before he leaned down to kiss her, his erection pressing against the zipper of his trousers.
Gasping softly, Fred arched into her husband's touch, feeling her need for him sparking and building into a slow burn. It had been a while, and they had lost so much, but they had each other, and they needed to keep hold of that. She wanted so badly just to be with him and forget everything else, even if it was only for a little while.
She helped him get her shirt and bra off, moaning when he teased her nipples. She wasn't sure, but it seemed the pregnancy had made everything so much more sensitive. Every touch was like an electric spark, adding more to the fire burning inside her. By the time he got her out of her pants, she was throbbing and could feel him pressed against her through the fabric of his trousers. "I need you too. Always will," she whispered.
Fumbling slightly from her arousal, she unbuttoned Rupert's shirt and pushed it off him before reaching down to undo his pants. She pushed them down over his hips along with his boxers, then took hold of his erection, brushing her thumb gently over the tip.
Kissing him, she shifted underneath him and guided him into her, letting out a low whimper. "Oh God...Rupert..."
Giles let out a content sigh when Fred undressed him. He laid there for a moment, allowing the coolness of the room to wash over him. It almost took the numbness away. He looked up at his wife and groaned when she took his cock into her hand. Her touch was so familiar, and sure, and it drove him mad. And, when she led him into her warmth, Giles hissed in pleasure.
"My Fred," he murmured as he stilled himself. He wanted to hold her against him but was afraid of hurting their daughter. Instead, he leaned over and softly kissed her as he held himself up with his arms.
His thrusts started out painfully slow. Being with Fred made his heart sing and washed the coldness he'd felt since Andrew's death. She was his light, the only person in the world that could make him feel warmth in the coldest of situations. With a grunt, he locked eyes with her and started to thrust into her harder.
Giles could feel himself nearing his release. When he had started this, he knew he wasn't going to last long. Waves of pleasure ran up his spine and he continued to look down at his wife. He had always loved her facial expression when they made love. And suddenly, without warning, Giles cried out Fred's name and spilled himself into her.
Any time Rupert called her his, Fred felt a flutter in her heart. She had hated being owned on Pylea, was made to seem less than nothing, but with Rupert, she knew that she was everything to him. Being his meant so much, and she knew that at the same time, he belonged to her, body and heart and mind. He was her Rupert and always would be.
They owned each other, and she wouldn't have it any other way.
Pulling her legs up, she moaned softly as Rupert began thrusting into her. She could tell he was being careful because of the baby, but even so, it was still an intense moment, especially as she looked into his eyes.
She felt him quickening, and her breath caught in her throat as she wrapped her arms under his and held onto his shoulders. Because of her growing belly, she couldn't move the way she normally did, but still she arched up slightly, meeting him as she felt her muscles tensing, everything tightening. When she felt Rupert's release flood her as he orgasmed, she began to tremble, knowing she was close, and finally a few moments later, she came with a cry, shuddering.
"G--god," she breathed out when she was able to speak again, looking up at him. Raising her head, she gave him a soft kiss before reaching up to caress his cheek. "My wonderful husband."
Before he fell on top of her, Giles quickly caught himself with his arms. He didn't want to hurt her, or the baby so he hovered above her while they kissed. When they parted, he grinned down at her. "You're more wonderful than I am, love," he whispered to her. After a few moments, he carefully slipped out of her and laid beside her. He nudged her to her side so he could spoon behind her.
A comfortable silence fell upon the room as Giles slowly rubbed his wife's pregnant belly in small circles. There was a lot on his mind, and he knew the next day would be busy. Along with cleaning out their offices, he would have to call his father and tell him the news. Even though he was no longer part of the Council, the elder Giles still had a lot of pull there.
But, all of that could wait until morning. Giles rather liked not thinking about the Council, especially when he had his beautiful wife in his arms. "Love you, Fred," he murmured in her ear as his hands ran up her body and to her full breasts. His thumb swiped over his nipples, and he smiled against the skin of her shoulder when they hardened under his touch.
Giles then moved his hand down her body and carefully placed her leg over his. With her open to him, he dipped his hand between her legs and lazily rubbed her clit as he felt his cock start to harden again.
Fred blushed as she looked up at her husband. He really had no idea how wonderful he truly was, especially when he said things like that.
When he pulled out of her, she let out a soft whimper at the loss but soon was happily settled in his arms. It felt so nice when he caressed her this way, and reaching up, she stroked his arm gently. Part of her wished that they could just forget the world for a while. After everything that had happened, they deserved it, especially since she knew neither of them were looking forward to what would be waiting for them in the morning.
Apparently, Rupert had the same idea because his hands were suddenly on her breasts as he whispered in her ear, telling her that he loved her. She let out a shudder, closing her eyes and pressing back against him.
"I love you too," she told him softly while his hand moved down, opening her up to him. "Oh God, Rupert..."
Moaning as he rubbed her, she felt her body beginning to tighten again. She grabbed the headboard of the bed, her hips bucking slightly against his hand, riding his movements.
"Gonna...ohhhh...Rupert..." she gapsed as she started to tremble, feeling herself letting go.
She looked up into his eyes when he finally loosened his grip on her a bit, shuddering a bit at the caress of her finger on her neck. "Rupert, I don't care that I lost the job. I care more about the fact that I'm with you," she told him after they kissed. "And I think spending more time together is very definitely a good thing, no matter what happened."
She let him draw her over and onto the bed, snuggling up against him, her eyes closing as his hands roamed over her body. It had been a while since they had been together, and she moaned softly at his touch. "You don't ever have to thank me. I'm your wife, and it's what wives do. I love you, Rupert."
Wrapping her arms around him, she ran her hand up and down his back a few times before moving up to tangle in his hair.
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Moving down, he started to slowly unbutton her shirt. When it was opened, he ran his hands over her soft skin. His hands cupped her breasts, which were filling out from her pregnancy. “You’re so beautiful,” he whispered. He needed to touch her to know she was really there. He needed to feel her. His thumbs swiped over her nipples and he groaned when they hardened.
Giles slipped his hands under her back and unclasped her bra. He carefully pulled it off her. Leaning down, he softly licked one nipple to attention before moving over to the other one. He then started to lay a trail of kisses down her body, stopping when he got to her stomach. “I love you, Andi,” he whispered to his unborn daughter.
He moved down and undid Fred’s pants, and carefully pulled them, and her panties off. When she was completely naked, he looked down at her, his hand brushing through her hair. “I need you, Fred,” Giles whispered before he leaned down to kiss her, his erection pressing against the zipper of his trousers.
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She helped him get her shirt and bra off, moaning when he teased her nipples. She wasn't sure, but it seemed the pregnancy had made everything so much more sensitive. Every touch was like an electric spark, adding more to the fire burning inside her. By the time he got her out of her pants, she was throbbing and could feel him pressed against her through the fabric of his trousers. "I need you too. Always will," she whispered.
Fumbling slightly from her arousal, she unbuttoned Rupert's shirt and pushed it off him before reaching down to undo his pants. She pushed them down over his hips along with his boxers, then took hold of his erection, brushing her thumb gently over the tip.
Kissing him, she shifted underneath him and guided him into her, letting out a low whimper. "Oh God...Rupert..."
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"My Fred," he murmured as he stilled himself. He wanted to hold her against him but was afraid of hurting their daughter. Instead, he leaned over and softly kissed her as he held himself up with his arms.
His thrusts started out painfully slow. Being with Fred made his heart sing and washed the coldness he'd felt since Andrew's death. She was his light, the only person in the world that could make him feel warmth in the coldest of situations. With a grunt, he locked eyes with her and started to thrust into her harder.
Giles could feel himself nearing his release. When he had started this, he knew he wasn't going to last long. Waves of pleasure ran up his spine and he continued to look down at his wife. He had always loved her facial expression when they made love. And suddenly, without warning, Giles cried out Fred's name and spilled himself into her.
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They owned each other, and she wouldn't have it any other way.
Pulling her legs up, she moaned softly as Rupert began thrusting into her. She could tell he was being careful because of the baby, but even so, it was still an intense moment, especially as she looked into his eyes.
She felt him quickening, and her breath caught in her throat as she wrapped her arms under his and held onto his shoulders. Because of her growing belly, she couldn't move the way she normally did, but still she arched up slightly, meeting him as she felt her muscles tensing, everything tightening. When she felt Rupert's release flood her as he orgasmed, she began to tremble, knowing she was close, and finally a few moments later, she came with a cry, shuddering.
"G--god," she breathed out when she was able to speak again, looking up at him. Raising her head, she gave him a soft kiss before reaching up to caress his cheek. "My wonderful husband."
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A comfortable silence fell upon the room as Giles slowly rubbed his wife's pregnant belly in small circles. There was a lot on his mind, and he knew the next day would be busy. Along with cleaning out their offices, he would have to call his father and tell him the news. Even though he was no longer part of the Council, the elder Giles still had a lot of pull there.
But, all of that could wait until morning. Giles rather liked not thinking about the Council, especially when he had his beautiful wife in his arms. "Love you, Fred," he murmured in her ear as his hands ran up her body and to her full breasts. His thumb swiped over his nipples, and he smiled against the skin of her shoulder when they hardened under his touch.
Giles then moved his hand down her body and carefully placed her leg over his. With her open to him, he dipped his hand between her legs and lazily rubbed her clit as he felt his cock start to harden again.
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When he pulled out of her, she let out a soft whimper at the loss but soon was happily settled in his arms. It felt so nice when he caressed her this way, and reaching up, she stroked his arm gently. Part of her wished that they could just forget the world for a while. After everything that had happened, they deserved it, especially since she knew neither of them were looking forward to what would be waiting for them in the morning.
Apparently, Rupert had the same idea because his hands were suddenly on her breasts as he whispered in her ear, telling her that he loved her. She let out a shudder, closing her eyes and pressing back against him.
"I love you too," she told him softly while his hand moved down, opening her up to him. "Oh God, Rupert..."
Moaning as he rubbed her, she felt her body beginning to tighten again. She grabbed the headboard of the bed, her hips bucking slightly against his hand, riding his movements.
"Gonna...ohhhh...Rupert..." she gapsed as she started to tremble, feeling herself letting go.
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