Wesley raised an eyebrow and smirked when Fred pulled his towel off him. He truly had never expected this to be happening at the beginning of the night. "Seems the night is going to get a lot busier," he murmured.
Obviously, everyone had underestimated Fred - even himself, and he had known there was darkness there inside her. He had just never expected that she'd be so willing to give herself to it. That she'd do things such as pissing around with Angel or poisoning Gunn. Fred Burkle had come out of the cave she had retreated into and was obviously not to be trifled with.
As he added pressure against her nipple, he groaned when she began to stroke his cock, his hips pressing forward into her hand. She wanted the job and...him? A smile curled on his lips at that. But then he wondered, would she still feel the same when she found out what he and Lilah had been doing most every night for the past few months? Would it turn her on, or would it...turn her off?
Reaching for the hem of her top, he pushed it up along with her bra, exposing her breasts to him and leaned down to suckle them for a few moments, teasing each of the nipples until the pebbled. Just then, she pressed her thumb against him, causing him to gasp, as she asked her question. Wesley raised his head and looked her in the eyes.
"Knew about that, have you?" he asked, moving his hand down to start undoing her jeans. "The answer to both questions? Quite a while now."
Deciding he didn't want this continue in the rather cramped confines of the bathroom, he scooped Fred into his arms and took her into his bedroom, setting her down in front of the bed where he finished undressing her, thinking it only fair since she had got rid of his only covering. When she was naked in front of her, he smiled in appreciation.
"You should probably know that I haven't been living like a monk since my exile," he told her, caressing her again, not wanting to go any further until he had her reaction to this. "I've been sleeping with Lilah."
Fred gasped as Wesley started to suck on her nipples. Her strokes become a little harder as her free hand moved up to tangle in his short hair. When he stopped, she pouted a little and then grinned at his answer. "Charles told me. I think he thought of me as some sort of prize he won from you. God, he was pathetic," she said before Wesley scooped her up and carried her to the bedroom.
When she was completely naked, Fred looked at him, opening her mouth to say something. But, when he said he'd been sleeping with Lilah, her eyebrow raised. "At least you have good taste," she said with a grin. She'd met Lilah once and thought she was beautiful. "Besides, you aren't screwing her at this moment, are you? Unless you're into that sort of thing. I wouldn't complain." She grinned at him for a moment before her look softened a bit.
"You should've told me sooner. Not about Lilah, but about your feelings. I fell in love with you the night you protected me at Caritas. I was afraid my true natural would come out and you'd leave me." Fred reached down and stroked his cock a few times before smiling. "I guess that doesn't matter at the moment, does it?"
Releasing him, Fred crawled up on the bed and leaned against the headboard. "Since we're being honest with each other, you should probably know I killed a man tonight. He did something to me so I killed him. Of course Angel and Charles tried to stop me." She shrugged and smiled at Wesley. "I could tell you all about it while you're fucking me."
So Gunn had gone after Fred simply because he knew that Wesley himself had wanted her? Somehow that didn't surprise him. He had noticed that ever since they had returned from Pylea, Gunn had been much more...competitive than before, almost as if he wanted to prove that he was more than a guy from the streets. Wesley wouldn't have told him that he didn't need to prove it because he was, but instead he had wanted to get into a pissing contest instead...and go after the girl that Wesley had fallen in love with.
Yet there she was with him now, not Gunn, standing in front of him, naked and beautiful, letting him touch her. And apparently, not upset that he had been shagging Lilah. In fact... He raised his eyebrow when she seemed to imply that she wouldn't mind him shagging her with Fred there. The idea of both women together was actually quite arousing.
However, that thought left his mind the moment she confessed that she had fallen in love with him back months ago before everything else that had happened. He pulled her closer, looking into her eyes - she was as afraid of her darkness as he had been of his. That had been why he had pushed her away for so long. Until it was too late, and he had lost her.
"No, it doesn't matter," he told her, his hand moving up to cup her cheek. "We are what we are, and we both understand that and accept that now."
He was about to kiss her but instead she pulled away and crawled onto the bed, the sight of her reclining there a tempting sight to behold. Especially when she said she had killed someone. The look in her eyes was undeniably enthralling - he knew he was seeing a side of her that no one else ever had, and it made him want her all the more. He joined her and began laying kisses on her skin, starting with her ankles and working his way up. "I want to hear all about it," he murmured. "Every detail."
Looking at her when he reached her head, he then leaned in and kissed her deeply, tangling one hand in her hair while the other trailed back down between her legs and nudged her legs apart. His fingers delved into her folds finding them warm and wet, which caused him to smile.
"There's a box of condoms in the nightstand," he said against her lips as he flicked her clit gently. "If you meant it about me fucking you."
Obviously, everyone had underestimated Fred - even himself, and he had known there was darkness there inside her. He had just never expected that she'd be so willing to give herself to it. That she'd do things such as pissing around with Angel or poisoning Gunn. Fred Burkle had come out of the cave she had retreated into and was obviously not to be trifled with.
As he added pressure against her nipple, he groaned when she began to stroke his cock, his hips pressing forward into her hand. She wanted the job and...him? A smile curled on his lips at that. But then he wondered, would she still feel the same when she found out what he and Lilah had been doing most every night for the past few months? Would it turn her on, or would it...turn her off?
Reaching for the hem of her top, he pushed it up along with her bra, exposing her breasts to him and leaned down to suckle them for a few moments, teasing each of the nipples until the pebbled. Just then, she pressed her thumb against him, causing him to gasp, as she asked her question. Wesley raised his head and looked her in the eyes.
"Knew about that, have you?" he asked, moving his hand down to start undoing her jeans. "The answer to both questions? Quite a while now."
Deciding he didn't want this continue in the rather cramped confines of the bathroom, he scooped Fred into his arms and took her into his bedroom, setting her down in front of the bed where he finished undressing her, thinking it only fair since she had got rid of his only covering. When she was naked in front of her, he smiled in appreciation.
"You should probably know that I haven't been living like a monk since my exile," he told her, caressing her again, not wanting to go any further until he had her reaction to this. "I've been sleeping with Lilah."
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When she was completely naked, Fred looked at him, opening her mouth to say something. But, when he said he'd been sleeping with Lilah, her eyebrow raised. "At least you have good taste," she said with a grin. She'd met Lilah once and thought she was beautiful. "Besides, you aren't screwing her at this moment, are you? Unless you're into that sort of thing. I wouldn't complain." She grinned at him for a moment before her look softened a bit.
"You should've told me sooner. Not about Lilah, but about your feelings. I fell in love with you the night you protected me at Caritas. I was afraid my true natural would come out and you'd leave me." Fred reached down and stroked his cock a few times before smiling. "I guess that doesn't matter at the moment, does it?"
Releasing him, Fred crawled up on the bed and leaned against the headboard. "Since we're being honest with each other, you should probably know I killed a man tonight. He did something to me so I killed him. Of course Angel and Charles tried to stop me." She shrugged and smiled at Wesley. "I could tell you all about it while you're fucking me."
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Yet there she was with him now, not Gunn, standing in front of him, naked and beautiful, letting him touch her. And apparently, not upset that he had been shagging Lilah. In fact... He raised his eyebrow when she seemed to imply that she wouldn't mind him shagging her with Fred there. The idea of both women together was actually quite arousing.
However, that thought left his mind the moment she confessed that she had fallen in love with him back months ago before everything else that had happened. He pulled her closer, looking into her eyes - she was as afraid of her darkness as he had been of his. That had been why he had pushed her away for so long. Until it was too late, and he had lost her.
"No, it doesn't matter," he told her, his hand moving up to cup her cheek. "We are what we are, and we both understand that and accept that now."
He was about to kiss her but instead she pulled away and crawled onto the bed, the sight of her reclining there a tempting sight to behold. Especially when she said she had killed someone. The look in her eyes was undeniably enthralling - he knew he was seeing a side of her that no one else ever had, and it made him want her all the more. He joined her and began laying kisses on her skin, starting with her ankles and working his way up. "I want to hear all about it," he murmured. "Every detail."
Looking at her when he reached her head, he then leaned in and kissed her deeply, tangling one hand in her hair while the other trailed back down between her legs and nudged her legs apart. His fingers delved into her folds finding them warm and wet, which caused him to smile.
"There's a box of condoms in the nightstand," he said against her lips as he flicked her clit gently. "If you meant it about me fucking you."
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