When Rupert said that he'd come with him to work, Wesley smiled happily, pressing his cheek into his lover's touch. It meant so much to him that he was agreeing even though he didn't like the firm.
"Fair enough," he said with a laugh, hoping that Angel knew better than to try to tell him what to do, the other night notwithstanding due to it's strangeness. He wondered if Angel was even going to show his face after having been caught shagging Eve.
Then Rupert mentioned the idea of Wesley himself bossing him around, and he immediately found his imagination running away with itself. He had never been brave enough before to ask Rupert to let him tie him up, to play the dominate one, but the idea of his lover doing as he instructed was extremely arousing. Even if that wasn't how he had actually meant what he had said. With Rupert, though, it was hard not to think that way.
While Rupert went out to the kitchen with the promise of tea, Wesley slipped off the bed and went into the bathroom to shower. He looked at his wrists and saw they were a bit red - obviously he had strained against the braces harder than he had thought the night before. It had been quite intense, all things considered. He definitely have to wear a long-sleeved shirt to work that day. It made him smile, though. It was somewhat like a love bite.
After taking his shower and washing his hair, he quickly dried off and got dressed, putting on his green long-sleeved shirt and khakis. He headed out into the kitchen, where he was greeted by the aroma of brewing tea. This was definitely the other thing he loved about having Rupert there. Having someone to share mornings with like this.
"The bathroom's all yours, love," he told him. "Since you've got the tea taken care of, I'll make breakfast if you'd like. Toast and eggs, maybe? I've got quite good at that."
Giles happily whistled as he started the tea. It was nice to have someone else to make tea for. Before, when it was just him, he would make his morning tea and drink it in silence. He missed having someone to chat with in the morning, and it made it rather happy to know Wesley was going to be there with him.
The tea was starting to steep when Wesley walked in. "Eggs and toast will be lovely," he said with a smile. "Just don't burn the toast like you have before." Giles gave his lover a soft kiss and headed to the bathroom.
He took a hot shower, allowing the water to loosen his muscles. From traveling all the way to London, to unpacking his things, Giles was a bit sore. When the shower was finished, he dressed in a pair of dark trousers and a grey shirt. He knew he could probably go to the firm in jeans, but he wanted to look professional incase he ran into someone.
After placing his towel in the hamper, he came back out to the kitchen. "Well, the fire alarm didn't go off so I assume we're safe," he said with a cheeky look.
"I have this wonderful thing called a toaster that actually works," Wesley told him with a laugh. "I won't burn it."
While Rupert disappeared into the bathroom, Wesley pulled the eggs and bread they had bought the day before at the shop and set them on the counter. He got the bread toasting, then scrambled up some eggs since that was the quickest and easiest way to make them, he found.
After he put the toast on two plates once it popped up, he grabbed some cheese from the fridge and spinkled it on the eggs. By this time, Rupert returned the kitchen, looking quite handsome in his trousers and grey shirt.
"I told you I've got better," Wesley told his lover. "I did actually learn to fend a bit for myself and not always rely on takeaway."
He put the eggs on the two plates and handed one to Rupert before going to rumage in the fridge again and getting out some butter and jam. "Here you go," he said with a smile. "Once we're finished, we can head in. Hopefully, today will be a quiet day."
"Fair enough," he said with a laugh, hoping that Angel knew better than to try to tell him what to do, the other night notwithstanding due to it's strangeness. He wondered if Angel was even going to show his face after having been caught shagging Eve.
Then Rupert mentioned the idea of Wesley himself bossing him around, and he immediately found his imagination running away with itself. He had never been brave enough before to ask Rupert to let him tie him up, to play the dominate one, but the idea of his lover doing as he instructed was extremely arousing. Even if that wasn't how he had actually meant what he had said. With Rupert, though, it was hard not to think that way.
While Rupert went out to the kitchen with the promise of tea, Wesley slipped off the bed and went into the bathroom to shower. He looked at his wrists and saw they were a bit red - obviously he had strained against the braces harder than he had thought the night before. It had been quite intense, all things considered. He definitely have to wear a long-sleeved shirt to work that day. It made him smile, though. It was somewhat like a love bite.
After taking his shower and washing his hair, he quickly dried off and got dressed, putting on his green long-sleeved shirt and khakis. He headed out into the kitchen, where he was greeted by the aroma of brewing tea. This was definitely the other thing he loved about having Rupert there. Having someone to share mornings with like this.
"The bathroom's all yours, love," he told him. "Since you've got the tea taken care of, I'll make breakfast if you'd like. Toast and eggs, maybe? I've got quite good at that."
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The tea was starting to steep when Wesley walked in. "Eggs and toast will be lovely," he said with a smile. "Just don't burn the toast like you have before." Giles gave his lover a soft kiss and headed to the bathroom.
He took a hot shower, allowing the water to loosen his muscles. From traveling all the way to London, to unpacking his things, Giles was a bit sore. When the shower was finished, he dressed in a pair of dark trousers and a grey shirt. He knew he could probably go to the firm in jeans, but he wanted to look professional incase he ran into someone.
After placing his towel in the hamper, he came back out to the kitchen. "Well, the fire alarm didn't go off so I assume we're safe," he said with a cheeky look.
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While Rupert disappeared into the bathroom, Wesley pulled the eggs and bread they had bought the day before at the shop and set them on the counter. He got the bread toasting, then scrambled up some eggs since that was the quickest and easiest way to make them, he found.
After he put the toast on two plates once it popped up, he grabbed some cheese from the fridge and spinkled it on the eggs. By this time, Rupert returned the kitchen, looking quite handsome in his trousers and grey shirt.
"I told you I've got better," Wesley told his lover. "I did actually learn to fend a bit for myself and not always rely on takeaway."
He put the eggs on the two plates and handed one to Rupert before going to rumage in the fridge again and getting out some butter and jam. "Here you go," he said with a smile. "Once we're finished, we can head in. Hopefully, today will be a quiet day."
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