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."
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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