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.
Once his pyjama top was off, he shuddered slightly at the feel of her fingertips on his skin. Her touch had always been so light and gentle, but the sensation of it again was almost overwhelming, especially when she kissed his neck. Softly, he began toying with her nipples while kissing her shoulder, just before her hand enclosed around his cock.
"Oh lord, Fred," he groaned against her lips when they found his. He felt himself pushing forward into her grasp, seeking out that pleasure that he had allowed himself to experience in so long. He closed his eyes, letting out a long, low hiss. "Need you so much."
While his one hand continued to tease her nipple, he reached down and pulled at her pyjama bottoms, stripping them off her. She was so beautiful, her skin so soft again. Reaching between her legs, he ran his finger through her folds, finding her wet and warm. As he found her clit, he broke their latest kiss and looked into her eyes, rubbing her, wanting to see the pleasure burn there the way it always had. He could feel his own building fast and furiously in the base of his spine from the way she was touching him.
"It's been so long...don't know how long I'll last, and I want to be inside you," he whispered.
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.
She released his cock from her hand and adjusted herself so he was between her legs. Fred then reached out and softly wrapped her hand around his shaft as her legs fell further open. With her eyes locked with his, she guided him inside of her, shuddering when he filled her up like he always had.
"Wesley," she whispered as she wrapped her legs around his waist. She pulled him down and slowly kissed him as she started to move underneath him.
"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."
He shuddered a bit when she released him, taking a moment to compose himself. Even if she said it didn't matter, he didn't want this to be over before they even had a chance to really feel each other. So after a few deep breaths, when Fred took hold of his cock again, he didn't feel so on edge.
Slowly, he pressed inside of her, moaning at the feel of her warmth enveloping him. "Oh God, love," he said softly. They were here. They were really here, and he was inside her again. "You feel so wonderful."
Once he had slid into her to the hilt, he looked at her for a moment before she pulled him down to kiss him. When she started to move beneath him, he started to do so as well, thrusting into her, slow and deep as first, then speeding up. He needed her and needed to feel her, and soon the pleasure that he had managed to control began spiraling out of control.
"I'm so glad you're home," he told her before leaning down to take one of her nipples into his mouth.
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.
“I’m so glad to be home too, sweetie,” she whispered.
When Wesley leaned down to suck her nipples, Fred softly gasped and arched against him. She started to softly kiss his neck and shoulder and started to move even faster under him. A sheen of sweat appeared over her body and she groaned. “I’m never going to leave you again, Wesley,” she whispered as she nudged his head up.
Looking in his eyes, she smiled and ran her fingers through his hair. “I’m going to be with you until I’m old and gray,” she said before softly kissing him. Her body started to tighten, and she knew she wasn’t going to last much longer. “Wesley…”
She wanted to scream out as she started to fall over the edge but remembered Regan was in the room across from them. So, she pulled him closer and cried against his neck as she came hard around him.
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.
But she was home now. She was home and alive, and oh God, she felt incredible. Their bodies slipped against each other as he thrust into her, harder and deeper. Her eyes shone with the love that he had held so dear and then grieved so long over losing. Her voice was filled with a promise he knew both of them were going to make sure was kept, no matter what. And her lips...oh, her lips...
Wesley moaned as they kissed. He could feel himself getting closer, knew that he wasn't going to be able to hold out, especially not when he felt her beginning to clench around him. Wrapping his arms around her, he held her close as he drove himself into her several more times before she came, trapping him.
Her orgasm brought his on almost immediately, and white exploded behind his eyes as he let out a strangled groan. He twitched wildly in release deep inside her, holding her to him until slowly both of them began to settle.
Lifting his head, he smoothed back a damp curl of hair from her forehead as he looked down at her, still buried in her, not wanting to break their connection quite yet. "My Fred," he whispered with a smile.
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.
She wanted him to stay inside of her all night, but knew it wasn't possible. Fred didn't want their daughter to walk in and find her parents naked, and sticky. Gently nudging him off, she frowned a little when he slipped out. After giving him another kiss, Fred slipped out of the bed and to the small bedroom off to the side. She gathered some washcloths and towels before coming back out.
After cleaning the both of them up, Fred picked their pajamas off the floor and handed Wesley his. She quickly pulled her back on and slipped back into the bed. Fred snuggled up against Wesley as she felt sleep starting to overcome her. Just a short time ago she'd been afraid of sleep but now she wasn't. Fred knew she was safe in her husband's arms and nothing bad could ever happen to her.
"I love you, Wesley," she whispered as she snuggled closer. "Goodnight."
Once his pyjama top was off, he shuddered slightly at the feel of her fingertips on his skin. Her touch had always been so light and gentle, but the sensation of it again was almost overwhelming, especially when she kissed his neck. Softly, he began toying with her nipples while kissing her shoulder, just before her hand enclosed around his cock.
"Oh lord, Fred," he groaned against her lips when they found his. He felt himself pushing forward into her grasp, seeking out that pleasure that he had allowed himself to experience in so long. He closed his eyes, letting out a long, low hiss. "Need you so much."
While his one hand continued to tease her nipple, he reached down and pulled at her pyjama bottoms, stripping them off her. She was so beautiful, her skin so soft again. Reaching between her legs, he ran his finger through her folds, finding her wet and warm. As he found her clit, he broke their latest kiss and looked into her eyes, rubbing her, wanting to see the pleasure burn there the way it always had. He could feel his own building fast and furiously in the base of his spine from the way she was touching him.
"It's been so long...don't know how long I'll last, and I want to be inside you," he whispered.
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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.
She released his cock from her hand and adjusted herself so he was between her legs. Fred then reached out and softly wrapped her hand around his shaft as her legs fell further open. With her eyes locked with his, she guided him inside of her, shuddering when he filled her up like he always had.
"Wesley," she whispered as she wrapped her legs around his waist. She pulled him down and slowly kissed him as she started to move underneath him.
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He shuddered a bit when she released him, taking a moment to compose himself. Even if she said it didn't matter, he didn't want this to be over before they even had a chance to really feel each other. So after a few deep breaths, when Fred took hold of his cock again, he didn't feel so on edge.
Slowly, he pressed inside of her, moaning at the feel of her warmth enveloping him. "Oh God, love," he said softly. They were here. They were really here, and he was inside her again. "You feel so wonderful."
Once he had slid into her to the hilt, he looked at her for a moment before she pulled him down to kiss him. When she started to move beneath him, he started to do so as well, thrusting into her, slow and deep as first, then speeding up. He needed her and needed to feel her, and soon the pleasure that he had managed to control began spiraling out of control.
"I'm so glad you're home," he told her before leaning down to take one of her nipples into his mouth.
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“I’m so glad to be home too, sweetie,” she whispered.
When Wesley leaned down to suck her nipples, Fred softly gasped and arched against him. She started to softly kiss his neck and shoulder and started to move even faster under him. A sheen of sweat appeared over her body and she groaned. “I’m never going to leave you again, Wesley,” she whispered as she nudged his head up.
Looking in his eyes, she smiled and ran her fingers through his hair. “I’m going to be with you until I’m old and gray,” she said before softly kissing him. Her body started to tighten, and she knew she wasn’t going to last much longer. “Wesley…”
She wanted to scream out as she started to fall over the edge but remembered Regan was in the room across from them. So, she pulled him closer and cried against his neck as she came hard around him.
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But she was home now. She was home and alive, and oh God, she felt incredible. Their bodies slipped against each other as he thrust into her, harder and deeper. Her eyes shone with the love that he had held so dear and then grieved so long over losing. Her voice was filled with a promise he knew both of them were going to make sure was kept, no matter what. And her lips...oh, her lips...
Wesley moaned as they kissed. He could feel himself getting closer, knew that he wasn't going to be able to hold out, especially not when he felt her beginning to clench around him. Wrapping his arms around her, he held her close as he drove himself into her several more times before she came, trapping him.
Her orgasm brought his on almost immediately, and white exploded behind his eyes as he let out a strangled groan. He twitched wildly in release deep inside her, holding her to him until slowly both of them began to settle.
Lifting his head, he smoothed back a damp curl of hair from her forehead as he looked down at her, still buried in her, not wanting to break their connection quite yet. "My Fred," he whispered with a smile.
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She wanted him to stay inside of her all night, but knew it wasn't possible. Fred didn't want their daughter to walk in and find her parents naked, and sticky. Gently nudging him off, she frowned a little when he slipped out. After giving him another kiss, Fred slipped out of the bed and to the small bedroom off to the side. She gathered some washcloths and towels before coming back out.
After cleaning the both of them up, Fred picked their pajamas off the floor and handed Wesley his. She quickly pulled her back on and slipped back into the bed. Fred snuggled up against Wesley as she felt sleep starting to overcome her. Just a short time ago she'd been afraid of sleep but now she wasn't. Fred knew she was safe in her husband's arms and nothing bad could ever happen to her.
"I love you, Wesley," she whispered as she snuggled closer. "Goodnight."
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