As Wesley was looking at his piece of metal, Angel was busy looking at his hand. The wound on it was healing already, which seemed to disappoint him a little. He'd cut himself on Lindsey's teeth, and he was sure the lawyer was going to need a dental bridge now, along with a new hand. Angel didn't want to cut off the guy's hand - Lindsey was one of the few people at the firm he actually enjoyed beating up - but he wouldn't hand over the scroll so Angel had done what he had to
( ... )
Wesley nodded when Angel said he thought that Wolfram and Hart would be licking their wounds for a while. He rather hoped so. In addition to continuing his research on the Scroll of Aberjian and Shanshu, he wanted time to see if he could find out some information on that cage, perhaps figure out what they might have been planning to raise. If they could figure that out, then they might be able to work out what they might try next. If nothing else, the more they knew about their enemy, the better
( ... )
Angel was busy watching Dennis carry things around the apartment, and giving them to Cordy to even listen to the conversation going on. When he felt Wes tug on the scroll, he looked over at him and smiled. His attention then turned to Doyle and Cordy before looking at Wesley again
( ... )
When Angel didn't answer right away, Wesley worried for a moment that he had crossed that line and finally made the screw up he had been fearing he'd make. He knew that Angel no longer had to worry about the curse thanks to Jenny having been the one to re-ensoul him a couple of years before, but he was probably still moving too fast. They had only kissed a few times after all, and Angel would
( ... )
Angel tightened his arms around Wes when he felt the other man start to come. His own release squirted onto their stomachs, just as Wesley came. It was a strange feeling, feeling his cool release mixed with Wesley. But, that didn't matter. Wesley loved him and Angel was happy about that. "That was wonderful," he said as he softly kissed his lover. "Let me get something to clean us up
( ... )
As Angel climbed off the bed to get a flannel from the bathroom, Wesley collapsed almost bonelessly against the bed, feeling spent but satiated. When he had invited Angel over to spend the night, he had rather hoped something like this would happen but hadn't expected it. The fact that it had...Wesley didn't think he'd ever been this happy. His childhood certainly hadn't been, and despite his father's claims to the contrary, he had found someone who appreciated him, who cared for him...who loved him
( ... )
Angel smirked at Wes’ words. It was true though and it was a rare occasion when they actually beat Wolfram and Hart. If he were a drinking man…vampire, he’d suggest they go out and celebrate their win, but he wasn’t. Besides, his boyfriend was currently falling asleep in his arms and it was the most wonderful feeling ever
( ... )
Normally, falling asleep took quite a while for Wesley. Ever since he had been a child, his mind had always been busy. If it hadn't been languages running through his head, it had been historical dates and facts, and if it hadn't been that, it had been something else. His father had wanted him to be the best at everything even though his best had never been good enough, so on the nights he hadn't actually fallen asleep over a book, he would lie in bed with everything he had learned and revised swirling through his head. It was something that lasted with him to adulthood, only with translations and demon lore
( ... )
Angel was glad the day went by relatively fast. They hadn't found a place for an office, but he was happy to get away from Cordy since she'd spent most of the day watching Wes and him. He understood she was curious but Angel had always hated being watched by others, and he knew she was only doing it to find out what had happened at Wesley's apartment the night before. Maybe Angelus was the type to kiss and tell, but Angel wasn't
( ... )
"Something at the Bluffs?" Wesley asked as they headed down to Angel's car, his brow furrowing. "I don't remember there being any recent demon or vampire activity at the Bluffs. It's not the right time of month
( ... )
Angel smiled when Wes agreed to stay and have a picnic with him. He had never really done anything like this before and didn't know if it was going to work out. With his smile in place, he followed Wesley to the clearing and started to help him unpack the basket. "I had a friend pick it up for me," he explained, knowing Wes would want to know how he did all of it while he was in Cordy's apartment with him
( ... )
"Well, whoever your friend is, you must thank him or her for me because this is wonderful," Wesley told Angel as he sat down. He looked at the food that had been packed, thinking that it was just right for a picnic like this, out under the stars with the man he had come to love quite a lot. "And I think it's very romantic, actually
( ... )
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