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The Long, Winding Road Home

Mar 27, 2005 03:25

Continued from hereEven though we've been walking without speaking for several minutes, the warmth of Wesley's hand holding mine is comforting, something that seems tangible after all the craziness we've been through in the last day...week...month...year. Years, even. At least there's something a bit normal in my life again ( Read more... )

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_hot_wesley_ April 15 2005, 19:40:45 UTC

The sound of my name on her lips is wonderful. Her reaction to my ministrations is even more so. Fred pulls me into a kiss so she can wrap her lovely, long legs about my waist. We lock eyes momentarily, the realization of what is about to occur crashing down on both of us. She places a sweet kiss to my forehead, and whispers such beautiful words to me.

"My beloved, my book man, my magic man"

Tears spring to my eyes as happiness, joy, and love spread through my body.

This is it. She's guiding me into her, and we're really going to do this now.

All the dreams, all the hopes, all the waiting has come down to this moment.

I gently push forward, entering her inch by inch until I'm all the way inside. I wait until she's adjusted to my size before starting a rocking motion. "My love forever," I whisper, leaning on my arms to cover my mouth with hers, raising her legs higher up on my back to increase penetration.

sciencegrl_fred April 15 2005, 22:46:06 UTC

Ohmygod.

He's inside me. We're here together in my room finally after so long, and he's inside me, and he feels so good.

"My love forever."

I feel my eyes tear up as he says that before kissing me again and grasping my legs. Then he moves deeper in me, and I gasp into his mouth, my whole body feeling all tingly and shuddery.

"Oh God, Wes, love you," I moan, arching my head back when we finally have to break the kiss so we can breathe. I don't want him to stop; I never want him to stop because it feels so good to be here with him like this, wrapped together, all friction and heat...and love. I want to stop the world in this moment even as we keep moving together, and...

Ohhhhh.

Wrapping my arms around him, I tangle my fingers in his short hair, pulling his head down for another kiss before the world spins away, and my body quakes, and I barely remember calling his out his name.

_hot_wesley_ April 16 2005, 00:45:43 UTC

She gasps and moans, and it's almost too much for my brain to process, because everything is feeling rather surreal at the moment.

"Oh God, Wes, love you"

"Oh, my beautiful Winifred. I love you, too."

She pulls me down for another mind-numbing kiss, and a gasp escapes my lips as her inner walls squeeze, and the action spurs my own release right along with hers. Her body bows off the bed, then she sighs and goes limp in my arms. I brush a few strands of hair away from her sweaty forehead, and whisper, "Sleep now, my love," droppin' a kiss to her sweet lips and moving to lie beside her on the bed.

She hums and smiles with her eyes closed, so I spoon behind her and pull the quilt over us. Wrapping my arms about her waist, I drift off to sleep as well.

sciencegrl_fred April 16 2005, 01:27:28 UTC

I lay in Wesley's arms with my eyes closed for several minutes, loving the feeling of being there with him, before dozing off for a while. I'm not sure how long I sleep, but the dreams are wonderful at first - replays of what had just happened and fantasies of what I hope will happen in our future.

But then, they take a darker turn, first going to Knox and what we had done to him. And then...to what would have happened had we not stopped him. First, I see Wesley dying, swallowed up in the light of my experiment, taken from me without a word. But then it gets worse, and instead of Wesley dying, I dream of something eating me from the inside out, taking me over, burning me out while Wesley watched. It's cold and dark and I'm spiraling into nothingness, losing myself as a creature as old and ancient as the world itself speaks with my voice...

It's all right, Winifred, a voice - a male voice I don't recognize - says to me. Daddy's here. The monsters won't get you as long as I'm around. Your daddy loves you.Gasping softly, I ( ... )

_hot_wesley_ April 16 2005, 02:06:35 UTC

I sense Fred's movements close to me, but a voice from my dreams directs my attention away.

Stay close to her. Protect my little girl.

I puzzle at who it is speaking to me, because I'm certain that it's not Fred's father, and whom else would call her "my little girl"?

She goes over the scar on my neck and I stay perfectly still as to not interrupt her exploration. Once she's done mapping my skin with her hands, she lays her head on my chest and clutches me to her.

"Shh, it's all right, my darling. I'm here." I trail fingers through her dark tresses, attempting to go back to sleep; hopefully, without having anymore bizarre dreams.

sciencegrl_fred April 16 2005, 02:34:02 UTC

"Shh, it's all right, my darling. I'm here."

Wesley's words reassuring me helps to settle me down some and relax me as much as the feel of his fingers running through my hair. The sound of the strange man's voice still ring in my mind, but given the rest of my dream, I don't find it as worrying. It was probably just my brain going overtime with everything that happened. Just me wanting Wesley and my father to make everything better.

Yeah, I know - not exactly the most feminist view in the world, but sometimes, a girl just wants her guy and her father, especially after going through the night we've all just had.

"I'm glad you're here," I tell him as I run my hand up and down his back. "Don't want you to leave. Stay with me."

_hot_wesley_ April 17 2005, 21:47:17 UTC

"I'm glad you're here"

"Me, too, sweetheart," I say in reply as her hand rubs my back.

"Don't want you to leave. Stay with me."

"I'm not going anywhere, love. I can't think of anywhere else I'd rather be."

Mimicking the stroking motions she was doing to my back, I gently track my fingertips along her spine while we lie together in peace.

I wonder how my brother and Faith are fairing?

sciencegrl_fred April 17 2005, 22:51:04 UTC

"I'm not going anywhere, love. I can't think of anywhere else I'd rather be."I smile at this because I know that he means it and I know that he won't go anywhere or ever leave me ( ... )

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