When Fred said that she didn't think she'd be able to sleep, Wesley understood completely. In fact, he was pretty sure that he wouldn't be able to sleep that night either. Part of him worried that if he did close his eyes, he'd wake up from this dream to find Fred was still gone. At least when he was awake, holding her in his arms, he knew this was real.
"It's all right, love," he whispered softly. "Be as clingy as you want. Actually, you may be the one to finally push me away."
As she touched him, the way she always had, her fingernails tracing over his neck, he closed his eyes and smiled. God, it felt so good. She needed him. The words sunk in, straight to his heart, making him feel whole again for the first time in so long. He needed her too. Always would...
Then he realized that she was saying that she didn't just need him but needed him. His eyes opened for a moment then shut again as she kissed him - a long, slow, languorous kiss that seemed to reach all the way down to the very core of him, so that by the time she
( ... )
Fred's whisper reminded him how he had felt without her - he hadn't been alone in the same way because he had Regan there, but it had still been lonely at night, sleeping in a bed without her. Now, he wouldn't be lonely anymore. He wanted all of her now just like she wanted all of him
( ... )
Fred moaned when Wesley's hands moved over her nipples. It'd been so long since anyone had touched her like this and every caress sent bolts of electricity down her spine. She stroked him a little faster as he pulled her pajamas off. Looking up at him, Fred smiled as he looked back. She had almost forgotten how much she loved him.
Soon his fingers were running through her wet folds, and up to her clit. When her husband started to rub it, Fred arched her back and groaned in pleasure. When he started to talk, she cracked an eye open and looked at him. "I don't care how long it lasts, sweetie. I just need to be with you to make sure all of this is real. We have an entire lifetime of making love for hours on end. Right now, I just need you," she whispered
( ... )
"I need you too," Wesley told Fred when she said that it didn't matter how long their first time together in so long lasted. "Always have, always will
( ... )
Fred’s eyes fell slipped close as Wesley started to thrust inside of her. After everything, she was finally with him again. She felt safe with him and she knew he would never allow anyone or anything take her away. With her fingernails running over his back, Fred allowed his words to wash over her. She was home - really home
( ... )
Fred had always been so responsive to his touch. It was one of the things he loved about her and one of the things he had desperately missed, knowing that he could cause such reactions in the person he adored so much. He had also missed the way she would curl against him when he held her, the things she whispered in his ear
( ... )
Fred loudly groaned when she felt Wesley's warmth flood inside of her. She took a few deep breaths and held her husband close to her. When he looked at her, calling her his Fred, tears came to her eyes. "Always," he whispered as she softly stroked his face. "I'll never leave you again, Wesley. I promise. We'll be a family again." Leaning up, she softly kissed him and smiled
( ... )
"It's all right, love," he whispered softly. "Be as clingy as you want. Actually, you may be the one to finally push me away."
As she touched him, the way she always had, her fingernails tracing over his neck, he closed his eyes and smiled. God, it felt so good. She needed him. The words sunk in, straight to his heart, making him feel whole again for the first time in so long. He needed her too. Always would...
Then he realized that she was saying that she didn't just need him but needed him. His eyes opened for a moment then shut again as she kissed him - a long, slow, languorous kiss that seemed to reach all the way down to the very core of him, so that by the time she ( ... )
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