When the bright light that had exploded behind his eyes died away, Wesley let out a moan and raised his head up, panting a bit. He looked into Fred's beautiful eyes, seeing the uncertainty and shyness there. God, she was beautiful. Amazing and beautiful.
"You did more than all right," he told her, lifting his hand to her face and stroking her cheek. He leaned against her touch and smiled. "You did brilliantly. And I think that deserves pleasure in kind."
Wrapping his arms around her, he pulled her into his lap, settling her on his knees. As his fingers crept up the inside of her thigh, he kissed her deeply then leaned down and started placing kisses on her throat and her collarbone and the top of her breasts. His hand reached the silk of her panties and gently brushed it aside so he could delve into her folds, finding her clit with his thumb.
With a smile, he began rubbing gentle circles as his index finger sought out her opening, sliding inside her. Thrusting, he nuzzled her breasts through the corset.
Fred gave Wesley a proud smile when he said she'd done it right. She liked knowing she could give him pleasure like that, and it made her happy. With a grin, she allowed Wesley to pull her up onto his knees. She groaned into the kiss and gasped when he started to kiss her neck.
"You know how much I like that, right?" she moaned. Soon she felt his hand inside of her panties and when his thumb pressed against her clit, she started to throb. Wesley was the only man who truly knew how to touch her, and remembered where she liked to be touched.
When he slipped a finger into her, she clenched herself around hit and started to grind against his head. "Oh god, Wesley," she moaned as she arched her body back. She felt the familiar tightness seize her body and she knew she wasn't going to last for much longer.
Squeezing her eyes shut, Fred cried Wesley's name as she started to spasm with an orgasm.
"I'm definitely learning what you like," Wesley murmured against her skin. The way she moved, the way she moaned - everything told him. He took it all in, every bit of her, wanting to remember every moment they had together as well as enjoy giving her pleasure.
Enthralled, he watched her as she bucked against him, riding his palm. She was so beautiful. Flushed skin, strands of hair escaping and curling around her face, chest heaving just slighting. She was lost in ecstacy, and he was causing it. It was a sight that made him harden again.
After she finally came, clenching around his fingers, Wesley slid his finger out of her and licked his fingers clean. "You taste amazing, love," he told her before leaning down and kissing her.
He wanted badly to be inside of her, to shag her in this wonderful outfit she was wearing. So he gently set her on the couch. "I'll be right back," he told her before going into the bedroom and grabbing a condom from the bag on the dresser. Returning to the couch, he sat down and quickly rolled the condom on his cock after giving it a few strokes to make sure it was hard enough.
Then he smiled at Fred and reached over to pull her into his lap again, facing him as he pushed her panties aside and helped her to slid down onto him.
Fred panted and looked at Wesley as he removed her from his lap. She watched him walk off to the bedroom, admiring his nude form. He was so beautiful, and he was all hers. She had to be the luckiest woman on the planet to have suck an attentive lover, and wonderful boyfriend. Fred couldn't imagine life without him.
When he came back out, she reached for the condom but he had already torn the package open and was unrolling it over his hard cock. She eagerly allowed him to pull her back onto his lap before taking his cock into her hand and guiding it inside of her. A moan escaped her as he filled her up like no one else had ever done.
She started to slide up and down on him, her hands on his shoulders. Her clit was getting enough stimulation to make it throb again. She was still sensitive from coming just moments before and she knew she wasn't going to last long. Opening her eyes, she looked into Wesley's and smiled. "I love you. For now and forever. I won't ever love anyone as much as I love you. You own my heart and soul and I don't ever want them back," she whispered.
Moving faster, she could feel her stomach start to tighten and she shuddered. "God, Wes-Wesley..." she moaned as she started to spasm again. "Love you so much!"
Fred was an absolute vision, like none other, and she was his now. He couldn't believe that fate had finally allowed him this happiness, to be with her. Groaning lowly at the feel of her wrapped around him so tightly, he watched transfixed as she moved against him, perspiration glazing her skin, her chest rising and falling in the sinful outfit she wore.
All just for him.
He wasn't sure how long he was going to be able to last, but he didn't care. It felt so good just being inside her, moving with her and against her, seeing the look in her eyes as she rode him. He could feel her starting to tighten even more around, and he grasped her hips to keep her steady, his breath catching in his chest, his own body beginning to tetter on the edge of release.
"You own all of me," he gasped as she sped up her thrusts. "Everything for you."
Just then, he felt her clench around him, and he let out a strangled cry as she milked his own orgasm, his cock throbbing deep inside her. Panting, his head fell forward against her chest as he gave himself over to the pleasure she caused in him.
"Only you, my love," he murmured against her skin as shudders continued to pulse through him. "Only you."
Fred felt her throat tighten at the words Wesley were saying. She was his, and he was hers. She knew nothing could tear them apart - not even the decisions Angel and the others made. Wesley and her were going to move on and do what they should be doing - helping the helpless. "I love you," she whispered.
She wanted to stay connected with him for the rest of the day, but the condom was started to become uncomfortable. Sliding off him, Fred reached down and took the condom off before taking it to the bathroom to throw it away. She then came back out and slipped the outfit off so she was completely naked.
"I think it's time for a nap," Fred said, taking Wesley's hand and tugging him up. "It's been an exciting afternoon. Maybe later we can go out again and take on a bear." She giggled a little and tugged him toward the bedroom.
It had been strange, walking into the hotel to find it so empty. Wesley had been so used to Cordelia being behind the desk, bitching good-naturedly about something that Angel had done or Lorne wandering around with a drink in his hand. Despite everything that had happened between them, the fallings-out, the fights, the near misses, this had been their home. Even when Wesley had been isolated from all of them, he had still considered this place as such.
But now, he and Fred were going to make this into their home together. They'd get rid of the ghosts of memories that seemed to be hanging over everything in there.
When they had got back from their weekend in the mountain, Wesley had made arrangements to break his lease on his flat and then had rented a lorry to move all his and Fred's belongings back to the hotel. The next week had been spent packing his place up - he had managed to collect quite a bit in the time he had been living in L.A., considering that he had arrived with very little. It showed how much he really had settled down there.
Some of the people he had worked with while he had been on his own were still around, and they had agreed to help them move everything. Renovating the top floor would take a bit of time, so they were going to live on the first floor until then.
"That's all the boxes," he said once they brought everything in, and Jacob had left with the lorry to take it back to the rental yard. Standing with Fred, he surveyed the boxes and shook his head. "Where should we start?"
Fred thanked Jacob for the help, and told him goodbye before plopping down on the couch. She looked up at Wesley and shook her head. "How about we start tomorrow? I'm tired," she mumbled before lying back on the couch. She didn't know why before she'd been feeling more tired later than she'd ever had in her entire life.
There was a time when she hated taking naps but now she took one every afternoon, and was still ready to crawl into bed by ten. Fred figured it was just the stress from the move, and knowing they were about to take over Angel's business. With a small sigh, she stood from the couch and looked at the boxes.
"Have we decided what room we want? Obviously not Angel's but there's another suite down the hall. Well, maybe not that one since it was Jasmine's and I think it's still decorated for her." Fred furrowed her brow and sighed. This was too much to think about.
"We can take one of the double bed rooms and take the beds out and put yours in there," she suggested with a shrug. "Although, that sounds like a lot of work and I'm too tired to do anything."
When Fred dropped onto the couch and mumbled tired, Wesley looked over at her in concern. He knew they had been busy, so perhaps she was just tired. Watching her as she stood up from the couch and walked back over to the look at everything they had, he furrowed his brow. She looked pale. He didn't like that.
"I'll move the bed into one of the double bedrooms tomorrow," he told her, reaching out and wrapping his arm around her. "Perhaps we can use your old room for tonight - I know the bed's a bit smaller...er...I mean, I noticed that it was..."
He stopped for a moment, knowing that no matter what he said, it was going to come out sounding wrong, so he decided to just leave it at that. Instead, he touched his hand gently to her forehead.
"Are you all right, love? I know you said you're tired, but you definitely look a bit peaked," he told her. "Why don't I call for something to eat, and we can curl up in bed for the rest of the night and just take it easy. We can tackle all this tomorrow."
"You did more than all right," he told her, lifting his hand to her face and stroking her cheek. He leaned against her touch and smiled. "You did brilliantly. And I think that deserves pleasure in kind."
Wrapping his arms around her, he pulled her into his lap, settling her on his knees. As his fingers crept up the inside of her thigh, he kissed her deeply then leaned down and started placing kisses on her throat and her collarbone and the top of her breasts. His hand reached the silk of her panties and gently brushed it aside so he could delve into her folds, finding her clit with his thumb.
With a smile, he began rubbing gentle circles as his index finger sought out her opening, sliding inside her. Thrusting, he nuzzled her breasts through the corset.
"I love you too," he murmured.
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"You know how much I like that, right?" she moaned. Soon she felt his hand inside of her panties and when his thumb pressed against her clit, she started to throb. Wesley was the only man who truly knew how to touch her, and remembered where she liked to be touched.
When he slipped a finger into her, she clenched herself around hit and started to grind against his head. "Oh god, Wesley," she moaned as she arched her body back. She felt the familiar tightness seize her body and she knew she wasn't going to last for much longer.
Squeezing her eyes shut, Fred cried Wesley's name as she started to spasm with an orgasm.
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Enthralled, he watched her as she bucked against him, riding his palm. She was so beautiful. Flushed skin, strands of hair escaping and curling around her face, chest heaving just slighting. She was lost in ecstacy, and he was causing it. It was a sight that made him harden again.
After she finally came, clenching around his fingers, Wesley slid his finger out of her and licked his fingers clean. "You taste amazing, love," he told her before leaning down and kissing her.
He wanted badly to be inside of her, to shag her in this wonderful outfit she was wearing. So he gently set her on the couch. "I'll be right back," he told her before going into the bedroom and grabbing a condom from the bag on the dresser. Returning to the couch, he sat down and quickly rolled the condom on his cock after giving it a few strokes to make sure it was hard enough.
Then he smiled at Fred and reached over to pull her into his lap again, facing him as he pushed her panties aside and helped her to slid down onto him.
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When he came back out, she reached for the condom but he had already torn the package open and was unrolling it over his hard cock. She eagerly allowed him to pull her back onto his lap before taking his cock into her hand and guiding it inside of her. A moan escaped her as he filled her up like no one else had ever done.
She started to slide up and down on him, her hands on his shoulders. Her clit was getting enough stimulation to make it throb again. She was still sensitive from coming just moments before and she knew she wasn't going to last long. Opening her eyes, she looked into Wesley's and smiled. "I love you. For now and forever. I won't ever love anyone as much as I love you. You own my heart and soul and I don't ever want them back," she whispered.
Moving faster, she could feel her stomach start to tighten and she shuddered. "God, Wes-Wesley..." she moaned as she started to spasm again. "Love you so much!"
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All just for him.
He wasn't sure how long he was going to be able to last, but he didn't care. It felt so good just being inside her, moving with her and against her, seeing the look in her eyes as she rode him. He could feel her starting to tighten even more around, and he grasped her hips to keep her steady, his breath catching in his chest, his own body beginning to tetter on the edge of release.
"You own all of me," he gasped as she sped up her thrusts. "Everything for you."
Just then, he felt her clench around him, and he let out a strangled cry as she milked his own orgasm, his cock throbbing deep inside her. Panting, his head fell forward against her chest as he gave himself over to the pleasure she caused in him.
"Only you, my love," he murmured against her skin as shudders continued to pulse through him. "Only you."
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She wanted to stay connected with him for the rest of the day, but the condom was started to become uncomfortable. Sliding off him, Fred reached down and took the condom off before taking it to the bathroom to throw it away. She then came back out and slipped the outfit off so she was completely naked.
"I think it's time for a nap," Fred said, taking Wesley's hand and tugging him up. "It's been an exciting afternoon. Maybe later we can go out again and take on a bear." She giggled a little and tugged him toward the bedroom.
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But now, he and Fred were going to make this into their home together. They'd get rid of the ghosts of memories that seemed to be hanging over everything in there.
When they had got back from their weekend in the mountain, Wesley had made arrangements to break his lease on his flat and then had rented a lorry to move all his and Fred's belongings back to the hotel. The next week had been spent packing his place up - he had managed to collect quite a bit in the time he had been living in L.A., considering that he had arrived with very little. It showed how much he really had settled down there.
Some of the people he had worked with while he had been on his own were still around, and they had agreed to help them move everything. Renovating the top floor would take a bit of time, so they were going to live on the first floor until then.
"That's all the boxes," he said once they brought everything in, and Jacob had left with the lorry to take it back to the rental yard. Standing with Fred, he surveyed the boxes and shook his head. "Where should we start?"
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There was a time when she hated taking naps but now she took one every afternoon, and was still ready to crawl into bed by ten. Fred figured it was just the stress from the move, and knowing they were about to take over Angel's business. With a small sigh, she stood from the couch and looked at the boxes.
"Have we decided what room we want? Obviously not Angel's but there's another suite down the hall. Well, maybe not that one since it was Jasmine's and I think it's still decorated for her." Fred furrowed her brow and sighed. This was too much to think about.
"We can take one of the double bed rooms and take the beds out and put yours in there," she suggested with a shrug. "Although, that sounds like a lot of work and I'm too tired to do anything."
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"I'll move the bed into one of the double bedrooms tomorrow," he told her, reaching out and wrapping his arm around her. "Perhaps we can use your old room for tonight - I know the bed's a bit smaller...er...I mean, I noticed that it was..."
He stopped for a moment, knowing that no matter what he said, it was going to come out sounding wrong, so he decided to just leave it at that. Instead, he touched his hand gently to her forehead.
"Are you all right, love? I know you said you're tired, but you definitely look a bit peaked," he told her. "Why don't I call for something to eat, and we can curl up in bed for the rest of the night and just take it easy. We can tackle all this tomorrow."
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