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Lilah opened the door and walked into Wesley's apartment carrying a bag of groceries. He looked so peaceful on the sofa, snoring softly, but she didn't disturb him while she went to prepare steak and baked potatoes, with a salad. In between the cooking, she stood in the doorway watching him.
Wesley stirred a little, muttering in his sleep then woke up suddenly, staring at the ceiling for a moment. Then he blinked and slowly looked over at Lilah. "Hello. How long have you been here?"
"Just long enough to start dinner." Lilah smiled and walked over to him giving a quick kiss before running back into the kitchen.
Wes watched her go and closed his eyes again, listening to her as she worked.
Lilah made up the plates and carried them to the table going back for the salad and bread. She returned one last time for a bottle of wine, before going back to the sofa and sitting on the edge. "Come on sleepyhead, dinner is ready."
Wesley pulled her down to kiss her. "It can wait for a moment. So tell me, did you do what I told you to?"
Lilah giggled nodding. "I was hopeful that dinner would be quick so you could finish the rest of it." She lay beside him and stroked his cheek. "Because I am about to go insane."
Wesley chuckled and shifted so that he was leaning over her. "Are you now? Well, perhaps we should do something about that." He kissed her again, holding her close and letting a hand wander along her thigh.
"Oh Wes, " Lilah breathed gently, making sure not to fall too much into her natural ways. She looked into his eyes and marveled at the naughtiness she saw shining back at her. "I have missed you so much." Her hand wandered down his chest as she unbuttoned his shirt slowly.
He let his hand work it's way under her skirt, making sure he didn't do more than tease her. "Well, I'll try to make myself more available. But you have to try to remember that there are times I do have other things I need to pay attention to."
"I know Wesley." Lilah's face clouded over in sadness for a brief instant, knowing she was second on his list of priorities. As his fingers played at her edges, not touching her need she moaned quietly, "You promised to take care of me." She hesitated before adding, "Master."
"Yes and taking care of you sometimes means I have to do things like try to find who is killing people." He moved his hand a little closer to where he could feel her heat and wetness building. "Now, tell me, what would you like to do to relieve some of this tension? And don't say 'Whatever you want Wesley'. I want you to do what you want."
"I want you to make love to me. Hold me tenderly and tell me that you love me." Lilah kissed his neck, working tiny nips along his jawline until she reached his lips. "I want you to touch me and stroke me, and let me know how much you love me."
Wesley kissed her softly as his hand stopped teasing her and moved up to stroke her face. "I have always loved you, Lilah. I know I haven't shown it very well." He let his hand caress her throat a little as it moved down to start undoing her top. "That's why it is so frustrating for me when I can't be what you need me to be."
"You are what I need Wes." Lilah smiled pushing away a little voice sounding like Dekkon, telling her that he would be what she needed if he wanted to. His fingertip glazed over a tender spot on her neck and she moaned leaning in for another kiss. "I wish I could be as strong as the woman you fell in love with."
Wesley nipped along her jaw to her neck. "Then be as strong as you can," he whispered in her ear. He got her blouse open and slipped a hand inside to massage her breast.
Lilah shivered as she ran her hands down his bare back, "I am trying Baby." She arched into him, "Please don't make me wait longer, Wesley I need you." She reached down and until fastened his belt removing it slowly and draping it around his neck, "I seem to remember this position."
"I have a memory or two trying to surface as well." He lay on top of her and kissed her again, moving his hips slowly against hers.
"We never used to make it to the bed until late at night." Lilah sighed with an added moan, "We were so damn hot together. Denying we loved each other."
Wesley kissed along her neck again. He saw the fading mark and knew that it was his hesitation that had put it there as much as whoever she'd found. A sudden surge of jealousy made him bite down on the same spot, wanting to let the competition know he was finally in the picture again.
Lilah screamed out, her body unable to stop the climax that came from his actions. She knew he knew and she looked away unable to meet his eyes. "I only love you Wesley."
Wesley smiled and kissed the mark gently, turning her face to him. "What's past is past, Lilah. Now it's only you and me." He kissed her deeply.
Lilah kissed him back, thankful he didn't push her away. "I am yours only." Her fingers running along the mark.
Wesley smiled. "Good." He suddenly got up off the couch. "Now what did you make for supper? I find I'm suddenly starving."
Lilah sat up and glared at him, "You are truly evil Wesley." She started laughing and walked over to the table, "Steaks. Hope they taste alright cold."
Wesley chuckled. "I'm sure they will be."
Wesley stirred a little, muttering in his sleep then woke up suddenly, staring at the ceiling for a moment. Then he blinked and slowly looked over at Lilah. "Hello. How long have you been here?"
"Just long enough to start dinner." Lilah smiled and walked over to him giving a quick kiss before running back into the kitchen.
Wes watched her go and closed his eyes again, listening to her as she worked.
Lilah made up the plates and carried them to the table going back for the salad and bread. She returned one last time for a bottle of wine, before going back to the sofa and sitting on the edge. "Come on sleepyhead, dinner is ready."
Wesley pulled her down to kiss her. "It can wait for a moment. So tell me, did you do what I told you to?"
Lilah giggled nodding. "I was hopeful that dinner would be quick so you could finish the rest of it." She lay beside him and stroked his cheek. "Because I am about to go insane."
Wesley chuckled and shifted so that he was leaning over her. "Are you now? Well, perhaps we should do something about that." He kissed her again, holding her close and letting a hand wander along her thigh.
"Oh Wes, " Lilah breathed gently, making sure not to fall too much into her natural ways. She looked into his eyes and marveled at the naughtiness she saw shining back at her. "I have missed you so much." Her hand wandered down his chest as she unbuttoned his shirt slowly.
He let his hand work it's way under her skirt, making sure he didn't do more than tease her. "Well, I'll try to make myself more available. But you have to try to remember that there are times I do have other things I need to pay attention to."
"I know Wesley." Lilah's face clouded over in sadness for a brief instant, knowing she was second on his list of priorities. As his fingers played at her edges, not touching her need she moaned quietly, "You promised to take care of me." She hesitated before adding, "Master."
"Yes and taking care of you sometimes means I have to do things like try to find who is killing people." He moved his hand a little closer to where he could feel her heat and wetness building. "Now, tell me, what would you like to do to relieve some of this tension? And don't say 'Whatever you want Wesley'. I want you to do what you want."
"I want you to make love to me. Hold me tenderly and tell me that you love me." Lilah kissed his neck, working tiny nips along his jawline until she reached his lips. "I want you to touch me and stroke me, and let me know how much you love me."
Wesley kissed her softly as his hand stopped teasing her and moved up to stroke her face. "I have always loved you, Lilah. I know I haven't shown it very well." He let his hand caress her throat a little as it moved down to start undoing her top. "That's why it is so frustrating for me when I can't be what you need me to be."
"You are what I need Wes." Lilah smiled pushing away a little voice sounding like Dekkon, telling her that he would be what she needed if he wanted to. His fingertip glazed over a tender spot on her neck and she moaned leaning in for another kiss. "I wish I could be as strong as the woman you fell in love with."
Wesley nipped along her jaw to her neck. "Then be as strong as you can," he whispered in her ear. He got her blouse open and slipped a hand inside to massage her breast.
Lilah shivered as she ran her hands down his bare back, "I am trying Baby." She arched into him, "Please don't make me wait longer, Wesley I need you." She reached down and until fastened his belt removing it slowly and draping it around his neck, "I seem to remember this position."
"I have a memory or two trying to surface as well." He lay on top of her and kissed her again, moving his hips slowly against hers.
"We never used to make it to the bed until late at night." Lilah sighed with an added moan, "We were so damn hot together. Denying we loved each other."
Wesley kissed along her neck again. He saw the fading mark and knew that it was his hesitation that had put it there as much as whoever she'd found. A sudden surge of jealousy made him bite down on the same spot, wanting to let the competition know he was finally in the picture again.
Lilah screamed out, her body unable to stop the climax that came from his actions. She knew he knew and she looked away unable to meet his eyes. "I only love you Wesley."
Wesley smiled and kissed the mark gently, turning her face to him. "What's past is past, Lilah. Now it's only you and me." He kissed her deeply.
Lilah kissed him back, thankful he didn't push her away. "I am yours only." Her fingers running along the mark.
Wesley smiled. "Good." He suddenly got up off the couch. "Now what did you make for supper? I find I'm suddenly starving."
Lilah sat up and glared at him, "You are truly evil Wesley." She started laughing and walked over to the table, "Steaks. Hope they taste alright cold."
Wesley chuckled. "I'm sure they will be."