Wesley nodded as Nick explained how what he had seen went beyond even Fred, to the whole idea that someone could do something so horrible to a defenseless woman and child. He had seen it himself - demons and vampires picking on those who couldn't fight back.
"I know how you feel," he told him. "Sometimes it seems like no matter what we do, there's always tide of evil and...wrongness everywhere. But I guess that why we're needed - because otherwise it would be overrunning everything by now."
Wolfram and Hart had played on that - making them think that they could do good with what they had to offer. But they should have known. Evil would always corrupt and destroy what it touched. They should have fought by staying away.
He knew, however, before Nick even said it, that he wouldn't quit. That was something they had in common - a need to help. And maybe someday, he would be able to help again, the way he had. He just wasn't ready yet. But he knew that someday with Nick's support, he would.
"They need as many of us out there as possible," he agreed before Nick entangled his legs with his own. He looked into his eyes as a shudder ran down his spine at the feeling of Nick's fingers running through his hair.
"I know," he whispered. "I love you too. I'll always be thankful Fred left that letter for you and brought us together."
Leaning forward, he brought his lips to Nick's again, kissing him more deeply this time as his hands slid across his back, down to the waistband of his boxers. He slid his hands underneath to cup his bum.
Nick wanted to say more as he looked at Wes. He knew what the other man had did for so long before losing Fred and coming to Vegas with Owen. Nick also knew Wesley needed time to heal before he started to fight against what had taken Fred away from them. He understood that and knew, when the time was right, he would be there to support him in every way possible.
"Mmm," he moaned as Wesley deeply kissed him. He shuddered when he felt Wesley's hand slip under the waistband of his boxers. Moving his hands down, Nick ran his fingers over the elastic of Wes' own boxers before slowly slipping his hand inside.
His fingers encircled Wesley's cock as he felt his own twitch and start to harden. Breaking the kiss, Nick reached behind him and pulled the lube out of the bedside table. He dropped it between them as his hand continued to stroke Wes' cock. "I need you," he hoarsely whispered as his lips pressed against the pulse of Wesley's neck.
Nick never thought he'd need another man as much as he needed Wesley, but it felt right. Everything they did together, from bathing Owen to making love, was right in his eyes. Even his parents were happy for him, which made Nick ecstatic.
"Need to feel you," he whispered as he pressed his growing erection against the other man's thigh.
Wesley groaned against Nick's lips when his hand encircled his cock, immediately arousing him. His hips rocked forward into his grasp and his head fell back as the kiss broke. Dear lord, he could get him hard very quickly.
He opened his eyes back up at the sound of the dull thump on the mattress, seeing the lube lying there. He pressed forward against Nick, feeling the need building inside himself, hearing the need loud and clear in his lover's voice, feeling him through the fabric of his boxers. It was almost overwhelming sometimes, hearing that, knowing that he caused that reaction in someone as much as they caused it in him.
"I need you too," Wesley whispered. Pulling back slightly, he reached down and tugged Nick's boxers off, smiling when he saw his erection. He reached down and picked up the lube, squirting some onto Nick's opening and his fingers.
Slowly, he inserted a finger into him. As he began working it in and out, he leaned down and took Nick's cock into his mouth, sucking and teasing it with his tongue. After a few minutes, he pushed another finger in, spreading him and opening him up.
Nick groaned when Wesley said he needed him too. Being needed was all Nick wanted in his life. He watched as Wesley picked up the lube and shuddered when he pulled his boxers down. "Wesley," he moaned as he let his legs fall further apart to give the other man better access. "Love you."
When Wes' finger pushed inside of him, Nick took a deep breath. Even though they'd been doing this for a few months, there were still times when he had to remember to breathe and relax. Closing his eyes, he willed his body to relax and moan. His body arched up and he gasped when Wesley's mouth found his cock.
"Oh, god," Nick groaned. Reaching down, he tangled his fingers in Wesley's hair. He wanted to thrust deeper into his mouth but knew if he did, it would be over before it even started. "Wes...keep doing that, darlin', and I'm gonna come. Want to come with you. Please."
He moved his hand down to Wes' cheek and nudged his face up. "God, you're beautiful," he whispered as he looked down at the other man - the man who owned his heart just like Fred did.
There was something amazing about having a responsive lover. For Wesley, who had always worried about doing the right thing and not making a mistake, it helped soothe his worries and let him know that his lover was enjoying everything. And he had been blessed to have not one but two responsive and vocal lovers.
It made him feel unbelievably lucky and loved. It made him feel that he wasn't the failure his father told him he was because if he was, why these two wonderful people have loved him the way they claimed to have.
He could feel Nick tensing slightly underneath him even as he opened him up, so when Nick told him that he was close to coming but didn't want to yet, he stopped. Letting him nudge his face up, he looked at him in the dim light of the room and felt his heart skip a beat.
"That seems to be a the consensus among the Texans who have been in my life," he said softly, remembering for a moment how Fred would tell him the same thing.
Reaching up, he cupped his hand over Nick's before tilting his head to kiss the inside of his wrist. Then he moved over, positioning himself between the other man's legs. Grasping his hip with one hand, he removed his fingers from him and pressed his cock to Nick's opening.
Slowly, he slid forward, hissing softly as the head popped into him. God, he was so tight and warm. He enjoyed having Nick inside him quite a lot, but he also loved being able to do this, feeling Nick around him. Rocking forward, he pushed himself all the way in to the hilt.
"You feel so bloody good," he told him before starting to thrust into him.
Chuckling, Nick shook his head. "I take it Fred called you beautiful too. First time she did it with me, I just stared at her for a moment, wondering what she saw in me that was so beautiful and..."
He trailed off as he watched Wesley position himself before his legs. He made his body relaxed more since he knew what was coming. And, when Wesley pushed himself inside of him, Nick gasped and arched his body up. "Oh, fucking god," he moaned as he bucked a little. He pressed his head against the pillow as Wes started thrust inside of him.
Pulling his knees up, Nick started to match Wes thrust for thrust. It didn't matter if he was inside of Wes, or the opposite, it always felt so good and so right. Nick reached up and pulled his lover closer and deeply kissed him. The combination of Wes being inside of him, and his cock between their bodies, pushed Nick closer to the edge.
"Close," he gasped when he broke the kiss. He pressed against him harder as his breath became labored. He was so close to coming and he needed to feel his release. With a load moan, he screwed his eyes shut as he started to skate a familiar edge.
Then, without any warning, everything exploded within him. "Wesley!" Nick barked out as his body started to shake and his cock twitched and spilled itself between them.
Wesley had once been a bit embarrassed at having someone call him beautiful, especially given the way his father had raised him. But over time, he had come to love hearing Fred call him that - she always said it with such love in her voice, her eyes shining. So hearing Nick say it, in his own way, did his heart good.
He smiled softly at Nick's reaction to him being inside him, the way he bucked up, the way his head tilted back, exposing his throat. For him, in the life he had led, such a move was the ultimate expression of trust. He wanted to lean down and kiss his neck, but before he could, Nick was pulling him down into a deep kiss.
As he continued to thrust inside of him, Wesley could feel his cock rubbing in between them. He sped up his thrusts while his balls and body began to tighten, taking him closer. Nick was beginning to clench around him, and he knew that when he went, he'd go too.
And soon, it was happening, Nick coming, trapping Wesley inside him while his warm release hit their stomachs. Grimacing, Wesley grit his teeth as he hung for a moment before he lost control as well, releasing inside Nick with a hoarse cry.
Shuddering, he dropped down slightly, keeping himself up with the palm of his hands. Finally, he opened his eyes, looking down at Nick for a moment. Then he leaned down and nuzzled his neck.
Nick continued to shudder as felt Wes' release flood inside of him. He fell back on the bed and tried to catch his breath. It always amazed him how good sex was with the other man and how intense his orgasms always were. Looking up, he smiled at Wesley and groaned when he nuzzled his neck. "You're pretty amazing yourself," he murmured.
Even though he didn't want to break the connection between them, Nick carefully nudged Wesley off him, sighing when he felt the other man's cock slip out. "Let me go get something to clean us up with and check on Owen. He might've woken up with us being loud," Nick said as he softly kissed Wesley before slipping out of the bed.
He left the bedroom and peeked into Owen's room. The baby was curled up with a small stuffed animal and was still asleep. Nick smiled at the sight before closing the door and going to the bathroom. He picked up a towel and a couple of damp washcloths. He then went back to the bedroom.
"He's still asleep," Nick said as he kneeled on the bed. He carefully cleaned them off before toweling them both dry. He then laid down and gathered Wesley in his arms. "I kinda like coming home and making love to you. I might have to start leaving more." He chuckled and tightened his grip on the other man.
"I know how you feel," he told him. "Sometimes it seems like no matter what we do, there's always tide of evil and...wrongness everywhere. But I guess that why we're needed - because otherwise it would be overrunning everything by now."
Wolfram and Hart had played on that - making them think that they could do good with what they had to offer. But they should have known. Evil would always corrupt and destroy what it touched. They should have fought by staying away.
He knew, however, before Nick even said it, that he wouldn't quit. That was something they had in common - a need to help. And maybe someday, he would be able to help again, the way he had. He just wasn't ready yet. But he knew that someday with Nick's support, he would.
"They need as many of us out there as possible," he agreed before Nick entangled his legs with his own. He looked into his eyes as a shudder ran down his spine at the feeling of Nick's fingers running through his hair.
"I know," he whispered. "I love you too. I'll always be thankful Fred left that letter for you and brought us together."
Leaning forward, he brought his lips to Nick's again, kissing him more deeply this time as his hands slid across his back, down to the waistband of his boxers. He slid his hands underneath to cup his bum.
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"Mmm," he moaned as Wesley deeply kissed him. He shuddered when he felt Wesley's hand slip under the waistband of his boxers. Moving his hands down, Nick ran his fingers over the elastic of Wes' own boxers before slowly slipping his hand inside.
His fingers encircled Wesley's cock as he felt his own twitch and start to harden. Breaking the kiss, Nick reached behind him and pulled the lube out of the bedside table. He dropped it between them as his hand continued to stroke Wes' cock. "I need you," he hoarsely whispered as his lips pressed against the pulse of Wesley's neck.
Nick never thought he'd need another man as much as he needed Wesley, but it felt right. Everything they did together, from bathing Owen to making love, was right in his eyes. Even his parents were happy for him, which made Nick ecstatic.
"Need to feel you," he whispered as he pressed his growing erection against the other man's thigh.
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He opened his eyes back up at the sound of the dull thump on the mattress, seeing the lube lying there. He pressed forward against Nick, feeling the need building inside himself, hearing the need loud and clear in his lover's voice, feeling him through the fabric of his boxers. It was almost overwhelming sometimes, hearing that, knowing that he caused that reaction in someone as much as they caused it in him.
"I need you too," Wesley whispered. Pulling back slightly, he reached down and tugged Nick's boxers off, smiling when he saw his erection. He reached down and picked up the lube, squirting some onto Nick's opening and his fingers.
Slowly, he inserted a finger into him. As he began working it in and out, he leaned down and took Nick's cock into his mouth, sucking and teasing it with his tongue. After a few minutes, he pushed another finger in, spreading him and opening him up.
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When Wes' finger pushed inside of him, Nick took a deep breath. Even though they'd been doing this for a few months, there were still times when he had to remember to breathe and relax. Closing his eyes, he willed his body to relax and moan. His body arched up and he gasped when Wesley's mouth found his cock.
"Oh, god," Nick groaned. Reaching down, he tangled his fingers in Wesley's hair. He wanted to thrust deeper into his mouth but knew if he did, it would be over before it even started. "Wes...keep doing that, darlin', and I'm gonna come. Want to come with you. Please."
He moved his hand down to Wes' cheek and nudged his face up. "God, you're beautiful," he whispered as he looked down at the other man - the man who owned his heart just like Fred did.
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It made him feel unbelievably lucky and loved. It made him feel that he wasn't the failure his father told him he was because if he was, why these two wonderful people have loved him the way they claimed to have.
He could feel Nick tensing slightly underneath him even as he opened him up, so when Nick told him that he was close to coming but didn't want to yet, he stopped. Letting him nudge his face up, he looked at him in the dim light of the room and felt his heart skip a beat.
"That seems to be a the consensus among the Texans who have been in my life," he said softly, remembering for a moment how Fred would tell him the same thing.
Reaching up, he cupped his hand over Nick's before tilting his head to kiss the inside of his wrist. Then he moved over, positioning himself between the other man's legs. Grasping his hip with one hand, he removed his fingers from him and pressed his cock to Nick's opening.
Slowly, he slid forward, hissing softly as the head popped into him. God, he was so tight and warm. He enjoyed having Nick inside him quite a lot, but he also loved being able to do this, feeling Nick around him. Rocking forward, he pushed himself all the way in to the hilt.
"You feel so bloody good," he told him before starting to thrust into him.
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He trailed off as he watched Wesley position himself before his legs. He made his body relaxed more since he knew what was coming. And, when Wesley pushed himself inside of him, Nick gasped and arched his body up. "Oh, fucking god," he moaned as he bucked a little. He pressed his head against the pillow as Wes started thrust inside of him.
Pulling his knees up, Nick started to match Wes thrust for thrust. It didn't matter if he was inside of Wes, or the opposite, it always felt so good and so right. Nick reached up and pulled his lover closer and deeply kissed him. The combination of Wes being inside of him, and his cock between their bodies, pushed Nick closer to the edge.
"Close," he gasped when he broke the kiss. He pressed against him harder as his breath became labored. He was so close to coming and he needed to feel his release. With a load moan, he screwed his eyes shut as he started to skate a familiar edge.
Then, without any warning, everything exploded within him. "Wesley!" Nick barked out as his body started to shake and his cock twitched and spilled itself between them.
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He smiled softly at Nick's reaction to him being inside him, the way he bucked up, the way his head tilted back, exposing his throat. For him, in the life he had led, such a move was the ultimate expression of trust. He wanted to lean down and kiss his neck, but before he could, Nick was pulling him down into a deep kiss.
As he continued to thrust inside of him, Wesley could feel his cock rubbing in between them. He sped up his thrusts while his balls and body began to tighten, taking him closer. Nick was beginning to clench around him, and he knew that when he went, he'd go too.
And soon, it was happening, Nick coming, trapping Wesley inside him while his warm release hit their stomachs. Grimacing, Wesley grit his teeth as he hung for a moment before he lost control as well, releasing inside Nick with a hoarse cry.
Shuddering, he dropped down slightly, keeping himself up with the palm of his hands. Finally, he opened his eyes, looking down at Nick for a moment. Then he leaned down and nuzzled his neck.
"God, you're amazing," he whispered.
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Even though he didn't want to break the connection between them, Nick carefully nudged Wesley off him, sighing when he felt the other man's cock slip out. "Let me go get something to clean us up with and check on Owen. He might've woken up with us being loud," Nick said as he softly kissed Wesley before slipping out of the bed.
He left the bedroom and peeked into Owen's room. The baby was curled up with a small stuffed animal and was still asleep. Nick smiled at the sight before closing the door and going to the bathroom. He picked up a towel and a couple of damp washcloths. He then went back to the bedroom.
"He's still asleep," Nick said as he kneeled on the bed. He carefully cleaned them off before toweling them both dry. He then laid down and gathered Wesley in his arms. "I kinda like coming home and making love to you. I might have to start leaving more." He chuckled and tightened his grip on the other man.
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