Giles had to bite back a comment about Wesley setting his cabinets on fire. It would seem he would have to do most of the cooking, much like before, but Giles didn't mind - at least he'd know Wesley was eating properly and not sitting in his office, eating tin after tin of licorice.
He smiled when Wesley took his hand and they headed toward the hotel's lift. "I haven't had Chinese for a while," Giles answered as they arrived at the lift. He pressed the button for the parking garage and glanced over at Wesley. "Sweet and sour chicken sounds good right about now."
The door of the lift dinged, and slid open. Giles pulled Wesley inside, and watched as the doors slid closed. It started to slowly move so he moved closer to Wesley. Nuzzling his neck, he grinned. "You smell like sex and aftershave, love," he murmured against the skin of Wesley's neck before kissing up to his mouth.
Soon Giles had pushed Wesley against one of the walls, and was deeply kissing him. Pulling back, he gave his lover a cheeky grin. "Perhaps we should call in for the Chinese, instead of stopping for it?" he suggested.
"Chinese it is, then," Wesley said with a smile as they stepped into the lift. "Just don't tell Fred we went there without her."
As the lift began to descend, he felt Rupert step closer and start to nuzzle his neck, a smile crossing his face. God, how wonderful this felt, especially when he started kissing him. Before he knew it, he was pressed against the wall, the railing in his back. Groaning, he wrapped his arms around the other man, pulling him closer as they continued kissing passionately, all lips and tongues until they finally had to part for air.
"I...I think ordering in would be a very good idea," he gasped, not sure that he'd be able to make the drive home at this rate.
The lift reached the car park and opened with a ding, so he pulled Giles out with him, suddenly wanting to get back to his place as soon as possible. Before long, they had climbed into his car and were heading back to the flat.
"I'm so glad you're here," Wesley told him, glancing over at him with a smile.
Giles gave Wesley a smug look. It was one of the Wesley's most charming qualities - how flustered he became at the promise of shagging, or even snogging. "Yes, I do suppose we should order it. I don't think the patrons would appreciate us snogging by the front counter while we wait for our takeaway order," he said with a grin.
He watched some of the Los Angeles scenery go by with a smile on his face. Giles was quite happy to be back with Wesley, and wished he would've came back sooner. Turning his head, he grinned at his boyfriend's words. "I'm glad I'm here too and with you," Giles whispered as he ran the back of his hand over Wesley's cheek.
Soon they were pulling into parking lot that was beside a large apartment building. Giles got out of the car and waited for Wesley to show him which way to go.
It seemed to take forever to get back to the flat to Wesley - all the lights seemed to be against them, making them sit at almost every one between the hotel and his building. When Rupert's hand caressed over his cheek, it made him want to run them, but he behaved, not wanting to put their renewed relationship at risk.
Finally, though, they reached his apartment building, and he pulled into the car park. After getting out his bag and Rupert's suitcase, he smiled at his lover and pointed ahead.
"This way. I'm on the tenth floor," he told him with a smile. Inside, they went to the lift and headed upstairs. There were other people in the elevator, so they had to stay in the back and behave although Wesley reached out and rubbed his fingers against Rupert's side until they reached their floor.
He led Giles down to his flat and unlocked the door, opening it to let him in. "Welcome home," he said with a smile, closing the door behind them once they were inside.
Giles figured that the flat came with working for the firm. He wasn't going to say anything about it, since it was Wesley's choice as to where he lived. Stepping in, he smiled when Wesley shut the door behind them. He stepped closer to his love and softly kissed him. "Do you want to order now, or later?" he asked.
He didn't give Wesley a chance to answer before deeply kissing him. Giles' hands ran over the other man's chest, and down to the bottom of his shirt. He pulled it out of his lovers pants and started to unbutton it, allowing his fingers to slide over Wesley's warm skin. "Or what you rather wait until later, love?" he asked.
Leaning down, he started to softly kiss Wesley's neck, loving the smell of his after shave. "Or we could skip eating all together, and just do this," Giles said as he unbuckled Wesley's trousers.
Just as Wesley was about to open his mouth to answer Rupert's question, he found himself being pulled closer to his lover and his warm mouth on his. Exhaling softly, he relaxed into their embrace, feeling his shirt being untucked and unbuttoned. A shudder ran up his spine at the feel of the other's man's fingers.
"Oh God, Rupert..." he moaned softly. "I--I think..."
Then he moved to his neck, and Wesley felt himself starting to harden as all thoughts of eating food fled his mind. There was only one thing he wanted at the moment, and he was currently pushing his trousers open.
"This is just fine," he managed to tell him, reaching up and pulling Rupert's own shirt out, undoing the buttons. "This is better that fine."
He pushed Rupert's shirt off him before reaching for his belt while tilting his head to seek out his lips for another kiss.
Giles groaned when his hand slipped down and he felt his lover's hardening cock. Just knowing he was doing that to Wesley made him stir and harden almost instantly. He was always fond of how his love reacted to his touches. "No, no food right now," he murmured as he shivered a bit as Wesley removed his shirt and a cool breeze hit his skin.
He returned Wesley's kiss, his tongue slipping past the other man's lips. Giles groaned again when he felt Wesley unbuckle his belt and trousers. Pulling back, he gave Wesley a cheeky look. "But if you're hungry, we can stop and get the takeaway. Actually, we could even eat it off each other," he said, giving Wesley a thoughtful look. "No - that might be too messy."
Giles continued to stand there, not moving. He raised his eyebrows and looked at Wesley. "Are you going to show me to the bedroom, or am I going to have to just take you right here, over this table?" he asked, motioning toward the side.
Wesley arched his eyebrows when Rupert suggested eating off each other as he paused for a moment in pushing his trousers down. "Somehow, I don't think you'd like hot sweet and sour sauce in your belly button, love," he said, giving him a slight smirk. "I would think it would burn a tad bit."
He was about to return to what he was doing - undressing him - when he realized that Rupert wasn't moving. He looked at him as he mentioned moving into the bedroom and glanced over at the nearby table.
"Don't know. I never tried it on that table," he said before grasping Rupert's hands and pulling him into the bedroom. "I think here would be better though. We can try the table later."
He then resumed what he was doing, pushing Rupert's trousers and boxers to the floor. He smiled at the sight of his lover's hard cock and, remembering what he had wanted to do earlier, crouched down to run his tongue along the underside of his shaft.
Giles smirked when Wesley mentioned trying out the table. They'd done it before on the tables in the high school library, the table at Wesley's hotel, and the table at Giles' flat. They weren't a stranger to it, and he supposed they needed to break that table in sooner or later. And it seemed they would do it later since Wesley took his hand and finally took him to the bedroom.
He let out a soft moan when Wesley finally took off his trousers and boxers. Giles was about to go to the bed when Wesley crouched down and ran his talented tongue over the underside of his shaft. "Bloody hell!" he hissed, his hand going down so he could thread his fingers through Wesley's hair.
"I still think you should do this professionally, love. Make us some money," Giles said as he shuddered.
A thrill run through Wes when he felt Rupert's hands in his hair, just the way he remembered him doing when he had done this to him before. It was arosing to know that he could cause this sort of reaction in the man before him, that he still knew him well enough.
At his remark, though, Wesley stopped for a moment and looked up, giving his lover a smirk. "Does that mean I can buy you a pimp hat and cane?" he asked, his eyebrow arched in amusement. "I do believe that's what Xander called them once, and I think you'd look rather fetching in them."
Giving him a grin, he swirled his tongue over the tip of Rupert's cock, moaning at the salty taste of his pre-cum. He then reached up and wrapped his arms around him to anchor both of them slightly before taking him into his mouth. His eyes closing in pleasure, he began sucking and licking as he moved his head back and forth.
Giles raised his eyebrows at Wesley's pimp comment. "Stop being cheeky, love," he said, trying hard to give Wesley a stern, but failing miserably. "And I do believe I'd look rather fetching with a cane. Perhaps a one made out of wood, and carved by blind monks?" A smirk covered his face but it slid off when Wesley's tongue twirled around the head of his cock.
"Dear lord, Wesley!" he yelped as he bucked forward. When Wesley's mouth engulfed him, Giles placed his hand on the back of Wesley's head and groaned as his lover did what he did best. It felt as if they have never been apart and where picking up where they'd left out.
With his eyes closed, Giles threaded his fingers through Wesley's hair again and moaned. His balls started to tighten and he knew he couldn't hold back any longer. "Wesley...I'm going..." he croaked out before grunting loudly as he spilled himself into his lover's mouth.
Wesley chuckled to himself when Rupert's smart ass reply to his pimp cane remark was stopped in its tracks by what he was doing. He loved that he could cause this reaction in him, make him moan, groan and writhe. He could always feel how totally Rupert gave himself over to what they were doing, and it made him want to give everything back in return.
That was all he had wanted - to be able to give everything to him. A few years ago, though, he hadn't been able to for any number of reasons. But now, here, with him again, he knew he could.
Feeling Rupert's cock beginning to twitch, he sucked a bit harder, and when he warned him what was about to happen, he kept his lips wrapped around him, feeling his warm release flood over his tongue. He tasted just the way he remembered.
He released him and swallowed as he stood up, stroking his hands up Rupert's side before wrapping them around him. "It's lovely to be able to do that for you again."
Giles was quite sure he was going to pass out from coming. With his body still shaking, he looked at Wesley when he stood and wrapped his arms around him. "Yes...lovely," he pushed out in his orgasmic haze. Leaning forward a bit, he softly kissed Wesley, groaning when he tasted himself on his lover's lips.
Looking down, he saw Wesley's erection and smiled. He wrapped his fingers around the shaft and started to slowly stroke it. "Do you know what we never did enough of, love?" Giles asked before softly kissing up Wesley's pulse. "I have the lotion from the hotel, and I trust you if you would like to be on top this time."
It was something they had only done a few times back in Sunnydale. Giles didn't know why that was but it was something he wanted to change now. Before their relationship had been so near, and both were under a lot of stress to keep it hidden from Buffy and the others. Now none of that mattered. "I want to feel you inside of me, Wesley," he whispered in his lover's ear.
When Rupert's hand wrapped around his cock, Wesley closed his eyes for a moment, his hips moving back and forth in time to his strokes. At his question, he could barely manage to make himself ask, "What's that?" before he groaned, the feel of his hand and his lips on his neck almost overwhelming.
But then he realized what Rupert wanted, and his eyes opened, locking with the green eyes of his lover. "Are--are you sure?" he asked softly, of course realizing that he was sure.
He had only done it a few times with him, but the idea of being in Rupert again made his erection throb, especially knowing that they had nothing to worry about, no one to interrupt them. "I want that too," he groaned before placing kisses on Rupert's jaw. "Get the lotion...and promise me that you'll tell me if I do anything to hurt you."
Giles was relieved when Wesley seemed to agree to what he'd asked. The few other times they'd done it, it had been perfect but Wesley always seemed a bit nervous about it. Hopefully now he trusted his feelings for him enough not to worry. "Of course, love," he gently said when Wesley asked him to retrieve the lotion he'd brought from the hotel.
Stepping away, he opened up his small suitcase and pulled the bottle out. He glanced at his clothes, and back at Wesley. Truth be told, Giles never wanted to return to England, and knew he wanted to think of a way for him to stay. His friend Peter was right under him in the line of command at the new Council, and Giles knew Buffy, Willow, Andrew, and Dawn respected him. If it came to it, Giles would happily give control to Peter, especially if it meant he could have a life with Wesley.
Shaking his head, he stood up and went back to his love. "Here," Giles said, placing the lotion in Wesley's hand. He gave Wesley a kiss and climbed onto the bed. "You'll do fine, love. I trust you. With my heart, soul, and life."
Wesley watched Rupert for a moment as he pulled the lotion out of his case, wondering what he was thinking about. What they had talked about earlier? He didn't want to think about Rupert possibly having to go back to England. He wanted him to stay with him.
But they would worry about that later. Right now, he wanted to spend time with the man he loved and enjoy him.
Taking the lotion, he took a deep breath. He knew everything would be fine, but he still couldn't help buy feel a little nervous, especially since it had been so long. He could see the trust in Rupert's eyes, though, and that calmed him more than anything as well as arosed him more at the same time.
He crawled over him and gently nudged him onto his back. After leaning down and kissing his stomach, he squirted some of the lotion on his fingers. He then pressed one inside of him. After a few long minutes, he inserted a second finger, then a third, thrusting and caressing until he felt his lover open up.
He smiled when Wesley took his hand and they headed toward the hotel's lift. "I haven't had Chinese for a while," Giles answered as they arrived at the lift. He pressed the button for the parking garage and glanced over at Wesley. "Sweet and sour chicken sounds good right about now."
The door of the lift dinged, and slid open. Giles pulled Wesley inside, and watched as the doors slid closed. It started to slowly move so he moved closer to Wesley. Nuzzling his neck, he grinned. "You smell like sex and aftershave, love," he murmured against the skin of Wesley's neck before kissing up to his mouth.
Soon Giles had pushed Wesley against one of the walls, and was deeply kissing him. Pulling back, he gave his lover a cheeky grin. "Perhaps we should call in for the Chinese, instead of stopping for it?" he suggested.
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As the lift began to descend, he felt Rupert step closer and start to nuzzle his neck, a smile crossing his face. God, how wonderful this felt, especially when he started kissing him. Before he knew it, he was pressed against the wall, the railing in his back. Groaning, he wrapped his arms around the other man, pulling him closer as they continued kissing passionately, all lips and tongues until they finally had to part for air.
"I...I think ordering in would be a very good idea," he gasped, not sure that he'd be able to make the drive home at this rate.
The lift reached the car park and opened with a ding, so he pulled Giles out with him, suddenly wanting to get back to his place as soon as possible. Before long, they had climbed into his car and were heading back to the flat.
"I'm so glad you're here," Wesley told him, glancing over at him with a smile.
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He watched some of the Los Angeles scenery go by with a smile on his face. Giles was quite happy to be back with Wesley, and wished he would've came back sooner. Turning his head, he grinned at his boyfriend's words. "I'm glad I'm here too and with you," Giles whispered as he ran the back of his hand over Wesley's cheek.
Soon they were pulling into parking lot that was beside a large apartment building. Giles got out of the car and waited for Wesley to show him which way to go.
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Finally, though, they reached his apartment building, and he pulled into the car park. After getting out his bag and Rupert's suitcase, he smiled at his lover and pointed ahead.
"This way. I'm on the tenth floor," he told him with a smile. Inside, they went to the lift and headed upstairs. There were other people in the elevator, so they had to stay in the back and behave although Wesley reached out and rubbed his fingers against Rupert's side until they reached their floor.
He led Giles down to his flat and unlocked the door, opening it to let him in. "Welcome home," he said with a smile, closing the door behind them once they were inside.
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He didn't give Wesley a chance to answer before deeply kissing him. Giles' hands ran over the other man's chest, and down to the bottom of his shirt. He pulled it out of his lovers pants and started to unbutton it, allowing his fingers to slide over Wesley's warm skin. "Or what you rather wait until later, love?" he asked.
Leaning down, he started to softly kiss Wesley's neck, loving the smell of his after shave. "Or we could skip eating all together, and just do this," Giles said as he unbuckled Wesley's trousers.
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"Oh God, Rupert..." he moaned softly. "I--I think..."
Then he moved to his neck, and Wesley felt himself starting to harden as all thoughts of eating food fled his mind. There was only one thing he wanted at the moment, and he was currently pushing his trousers open.
"This is just fine," he managed to tell him, reaching up and pulling Rupert's own shirt out, undoing the buttons. "This is better that fine."
He pushed Rupert's shirt off him before reaching for his belt while tilting his head to seek out his lips for another kiss.
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He returned Wesley's kiss, his tongue slipping past the other man's lips. Giles groaned again when he felt Wesley unbuckle his belt and trousers. Pulling back, he gave Wesley a cheeky look. "But if you're hungry, we can stop and get the takeaway. Actually, we could even eat it off each other," he said, giving Wesley a thoughtful look. "No - that might be too messy."
Giles continued to stand there, not moving. He raised his eyebrows and looked at Wesley. "Are you going to show me to the bedroom, or am I going to have to just take you right here, over this table?" he asked, motioning toward the side.
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He was about to return to what he was doing - undressing him - when he realized that Rupert wasn't moving. He looked at him as he mentioned moving into the bedroom and glanced over at the nearby table.
"Don't know. I never tried it on that table," he said before grasping Rupert's hands and pulling him into the bedroom. "I think here would be better though. We can try the table later."
He then resumed what he was doing, pushing Rupert's trousers and boxers to the floor. He smiled at the sight of his lover's hard cock and, remembering what he had wanted to do earlier, crouched down to run his tongue along the underside of his shaft.
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He let out a soft moan when Wesley finally took off his trousers and boxers. Giles was about to go to the bed when Wesley crouched down and ran his talented tongue over the underside of his shaft. "Bloody hell!" he hissed, his hand going down so he could thread his fingers through Wesley's hair.
"I still think you should do this professionally, love. Make us some money," Giles said as he shuddered.
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At his remark, though, Wesley stopped for a moment and looked up, giving his lover a smirk. "Does that mean I can buy you a pimp hat and cane?" he asked, his eyebrow arched in amusement. "I do believe that's what Xander called them once, and I think you'd look rather fetching in them."
Giving him a grin, he swirled his tongue over the tip of Rupert's cock, moaning at the salty taste of his pre-cum. He then reached up and wrapped his arms around him to anchor both of them slightly before taking him into his mouth. His eyes closing in pleasure, he began sucking and licking as he moved his head back and forth.
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"Dear lord, Wesley!" he yelped as he bucked forward. When Wesley's mouth engulfed him, Giles placed his hand on the back of Wesley's head and groaned as his lover did what he did best. It felt as if they have never been apart and where picking up where they'd left out.
With his eyes closed, Giles threaded his fingers through Wesley's hair again and moaned. His balls started to tighten and he knew he couldn't hold back any longer. "Wesley...I'm going..." he croaked out before grunting loudly as he spilled himself into his lover's mouth.
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That was all he had wanted - to be able to give everything to him. A few years ago, though, he hadn't been able to for any number of reasons. But now, here, with him again, he knew he could.
Feeling Rupert's cock beginning to twitch, he sucked a bit harder, and when he warned him what was about to happen, he kept his lips wrapped around him, feeling his warm release flood over his tongue. He tasted just the way he remembered.
He released him and swallowed as he stood up, stroking his hands up Rupert's side before wrapping them around him. "It's lovely to be able to do that for you again."
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Looking down, he saw Wesley's erection and smiled. He wrapped his fingers around the shaft and started to slowly stroke it. "Do you know what we never did enough of, love?" Giles asked before softly kissing up Wesley's pulse. "I have the lotion from the hotel, and I trust you if you would like to be on top this time."
It was something they had only done a few times back in Sunnydale. Giles didn't know why that was but it was something he wanted to change now. Before their relationship had been so near, and both were under a lot of stress to keep it hidden from Buffy and the others. Now none of that mattered. "I want to feel you inside of me, Wesley," he whispered in his lover's ear.
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But then he realized what Rupert wanted, and his eyes opened, locking with the green eyes of his lover. "Are--are you sure?" he asked softly, of course realizing that he was sure.
He had only done it a few times with him, but the idea of being in Rupert again made his erection throb, especially knowing that they had nothing to worry about, no one to interrupt them. "I want that too," he groaned before placing kisses on Rupert's jaw. "Get the lotion...and promise me that you'll tell me if I do anything to hurt you."
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Stepping away, he opened up his small suitcase and pulled the bottle out. He glanced at his clothes, and back at Wesley. Truth be told, Giles never wanted to return to England, and knew he wanted to think of a way for him to stay. His friend Peter was right under him in the line of command at the new Council, and Giles knew Buffy, Willow, Andrew, and Dawn respected him. If it came to it, Giles would happily give control to Peter, especially if it meant he could have a life with Wesley.
Shaking his head, he stood up and went back to his love. "Here," Giles said, placing the lotion in Wesley's hand. He gave Wesley a kiss and climbed onto the bed. "You'll do fine, love. I trust you. With my heart, soul, and life."
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But they would worry about that later. Right now, he wanted to spend time with the man he loved and enjoy him.
Taking the lotion, he took a deep breath. He knew everything would be fine, but he still couldn't help buy feel a little nervous, especially since it had been so long. He could see the trust in Rupert's eyes, though, and that calmed him more than anything as well as arosed him more at the same time.
He crawled over him and gently nudged him onto his back. After leaning down and kissing his stomach, he squirted some of the lotion on his fingers. He then pressed one inside of him. After a few long minutes, he inserted a second finger, then a third, thrusting and caressing until he felt his lover open up.
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