When Buffy wrapped her arms around, Wesley embraced her tightly, kissing the top of her hear before resting his cheek on her hair. He smiled softly at her words, wondering if she would ever understand just how much they meant to him.
"You're welcome, love," he told her. "I told you that I'd be there for you, and I'm going to keep that promise. And I'm glad you came back into my life when you did. I honestly think we saved each other."
As they kissed, Wesley pulled her a bit closer, enjoying the feel of her pressed against him. He could tell that she was quite obviously feeling better as compared to the night before. Thank goodness for Slayer healing. He wasn't sure if he could have taken the idea of her in pain for long. He didn't like his girl hurting, even if she was stronger than him and could take him out with one punch if she wanted.
When they parted he grinned at her, about to suggest that they could always "research" in bed when something chirped. Furrowing his brow, he looked around as the chirp came again. That was his mobile. Reluctantly, he pulled away from Buffy and went over to his jacket, which he had left on the back of the couch. He pulled his phone out and saw that there was a voice mail waiting, so he quickly called to listen to it, his eyes widening when he heard the voice on the other end.
"It's Fred," he told Buffy. "The girl we saved from Pylea...she's in Vegas with her boyfriend and...something about a demon attack...a demon she recognizes from Pylea." He frowned at that. "And there's been an attack in Sunnydale too."
When the message finished, he ended the call and started tabbing through to find their numbers, coming across Nick's home number.
"I don't like the sound of this. I need to call them," he told her, reaching out to her and taking her hand as the call started to ring.
Buffy pressed her body against Wesley's and smiled. She was about to suggest they head upstairs when an annoying chirping sound filled the apartment. Pouting a little, she pulled away from him so he could find whatever was making the noise. When he said it was his friend and it was important, Buffy furrowed her brow and sat down next to him.
She listened to him speak to the person on the other side. It sounded serious and Buffy found herself standing from the couch and gathering a few demonology books. It seemed they had something more important to do than spend the day in bed. She was disappointed but figured the sooner she helped Wes with whatever was going on, the sooner they could spend some time together.
When he ended the call, she looked over at him. "Guess we have to research now instead of having a day to ourselves." Buffy knew she was sound selfish, yet, she didn't care. They were always putting their own happiness on the backburner for other people. "Here's some of Giles' books. Are they coming here? Your friends, I mean."
Taking a deep breath, Buffy ran her fingers through her hair and gave Wes a look. "I'm sorry. I was just hoping to spend some time alone today. Guess Slayers and their boyfriends/kinda Watchers don't get days off," she said before she leaned her head against Wesley's shoulder before flipping a book open.
After ending the call, Wesley watched as Buffy walked over to the couch with several books. The hurt in her voice struck him, but he decided to answer her question first.
"Yes, they're coming," he said. "There have been several demon attacks by something Fred recognizes as being from Pylea. Most of them have been here, so since Fred knows about this from...first-hand experience, it would be best if they came here."
Raising his hand, he stroked her arm gently before reaching over and taking the book from her, closing it and putting it on the table. "There's nothing for us to research right now, love. I need more information from Fred before we even start. We could go looking into recent cases that have been chalked up to animal attacks, but so many of them in this town are, I wouldn't know where to start. I need to see the case file Nick's bringing with him so I can compare it to others. And with Fred's knowledge, it will be much easier to do our research."
He turned toward her and cupped her face before leaning forward and kissing her. "So my thought is that we should take advantage of the time before we find ourselves too involved in whatever it is that's going on." Pulling back, he continued stroking her jaw with his thumb. "Did you have any ideas exactly what you wanted to do, this alone time you wanted to spend with your boyfriend?"
Buffy nodded as Wes told her about the demon attacks. "I've been wondering if there's been some new players in town," she said. "Some of the attacks have been different but with everything going on...I didn't feel like looking through Giles' books and looking for it."
When he took the book from her, she just looked at him for a moment before moving closer. Buffy's eyes fluttered shut when he touched her. She loved it when Wes touched her because it made her feel loved and wanted. For the first time in her life, she actually felt safe in a relationship.
Smirking at Wesley's question, Buffy stepped back and looked at him. "Sex on every surface would be nifty," she said as she pulled her pajama top over her head. "Although, we might break something and Giles would give us his stern look and I hate his stern look."
Reaching down, she pulled her bottoms off and stood before him, naked. "Stop staring, Wes and get naked. I think I want to do it against the wall first," Buffy said with a mischievous grin.
Wesley nodded in understanding, looking around the flat. He didn't blame her for not wanting to look into things after her sister died. And he was sure that even now it was a bit strange to be staying in her former Watcher's home. It would be best to take it a step at a time and wait for Nick and Fred.
Instead, he kissed her, and when Buffy finally pulled back to look at him, that smirk on her face, he couldn't help but smile. Especially at what she wanted to do. Especially as she pulled her pajama top off, baring herself to him. Good lord, she was so beautiful.
"We'll just have to make sure we clear any surface we use," he told her, swallowing when she took off the rest of what she wearing, feeling his cock throb. "Although there is something to be said for the wall..."
Standing up, he quickly stripped out of his clothes, trying to be careful as he didn't really want to end up in a repeat performance of what happened that time he had used the video camera. What had possessed him that time, he still wasn't sure. Once he was naked, his cock hardened a bit, he leaned down and pulled Buffy up off the couch, urging her to wrap her legs around him.
"Hmm..." he said in thought before moving over to the wall underneath the stairs. "Would this work?"
He began kissing his way down her jawline to her neck as he rubbed against her, pressing her up against the wall.
Buffy chewed on her bottom lip as she watched Wes undress. She'd never been one to watch guys undress but being with Wesley had changed that. She didn't know if it was because he was an adult and expected their relationship to be more adult or if it was because Buffy felt safe with him. After all, he understood what made her tick.
She stood when he pulled her up and soon she found herself in his arms, her legs loosely around his waist. Buffy looked over her shoulder as he moved them to a nearby wall. She groaned when she felt the cool surface of it press against her skin. And, when she felt Wes' hardness press against her, she loudly moaned and she pressed back.
A brief thought of a condom went through her mind but she pushed it aside. Going without one for a day wasn't going to kill them. She knew Wesley was clean, just like she was. And, Buffy was pretty sure Slayers couldn't get pregnant and have babies. She just needed to feel all of Wesley, especially after recent events.
"I love you," she murmured as she slipped down in his arms and pressed her wetness against his erection. Buffy then pressed down harder, groaning loudly as pushed herself onto Wesley's cock. Having him inside of her without a barrier was an incredible feeling.
Wesley quickly found himself getting harder as Buffy pressed against him, her skin so soft and her heat making him want to plunge into her. He barely had time to think that he should probably get a condom before he heard her words and felt her move down on him. A moment later, he was sliding into her, nothing between them.
"Buffy," he groaned, wondering if this was a good idea. But oh God, she felt amazing, warm and wet and tight. He had never actually made love to anyone without a condom before, and he had never felt anything like it. "You feel unbelievable."
Pressing her harder against the wall, he bent his knees and began thrusting up into her, losing himself in the feel of her wrapped around him this way. He kissed her deeply, his hand caressing over her hip to cup her bum. Slowly, he began to speed up his strokes, wanting to feel her come around him, needing it. He moved his hand over and reached between them to find her clit, rubbing it as he broke the kiss and looked into her eyes.
"Come for me, love," he whispered roughly, feeling his own pleasure coiling in his spine and getting stronger with each movement. He knew it wasn't going to be long before he came himself. "I want to feel you. All of you."
Buffy had never felt anything like this. With Angel, it felt cold and with Riley, there was a barrier there. This was how sex was supposed to be - without barrier. She could feel all of him and it was driving her crazy. Buffy needed him to go deeper and harder. "God, Wes..." she groaned as a sheen of sweat appeared on her body.
When he asked her to come, Buffy groaned and pressed herself against the wall to give him better access to her clit. It felt so good and she could feel herself starting to shudder as she skated the edge. She knew she wasn't going to last much longer.
Suddenly, everything inside of her exploded and she screamed out Wes' name. Her body shuddered and convulsed, her muscles clenching around his cock. It was the most wonderful feeling in the entire world.
As she started to come down from her orgasm, Buffy had the sense to reach a hand up and grab the stair banister so they wouldn't topple over.
Wesley could feel Buffy beginning to shudder around him as he thrust into her as deep as he could. Oh God, it was so close. His own muscles were beginning to tense from the pleasure and sensations. He could feel the need to come rising.
A moment later, she was clenching around him, causing Wesley to groan. He pressed into her hard one last time before he let go as well, his release flooding her. "Buffy, oh God," he managed to choke out. It was unlike anything he had ever felt before, not having the condom to hold everything back in a way, to blunt the feeling of her warmth so tight around him as they both trembled.
His legs became a bit rubbery as his body began to settle down and he opened his eyes to see that Buffy was keeping them upright, using her strength to hold onto the banister while she kept her legs wrapped around him. Straightening up, he pulled Buffy against him, still inside her and kissed her as he moved back and around until he reached the steps. Sitting down with her straddling him, he looked into her eyes, smiling.
"That was utterly brilliant," he told her, reaching up to brush her hair back from her face.
Buffy loudly groaned as Wes came inside her. Feeling his warmth flood into her made her shudder even more. She knew she could get used to this instead of using a condom all the time.
Looking at him, she released her grip on the banister and smiled when he carried her over to the steps. She tried hard not to allow him to slip out of her. She loved the connection it provided her with. It made her feel whole, something she hadn't felt in years. Maybe Wesley was the one thing she was missing.
"More than brilliant! That was very much of the awesome," Buffy said before leaning over to kiss him. She deeply kissed him for several minutes before pulling back. Buffy placed her forehead on his and smiled as her fingers ran over his shoulders and then neck.
"How long until you can go again?" She asked with a devious grin.
Wesley couldn't help but laugh a bit at Buffy's enthusiastic reaction to what they had just done. Making love to her was a joy - the way she enjoyed it made him feel things that he had never felt with anyone before. There was a real connection between them that had been missing before, and it was something he never wanted to lose.
Of course, the way she kissed him and touched him, he was pretty sure that there would be very little chance of that. He could feel himself start the throb a bit inside her.
"I...erm..." he said when they broke apart. "It's going to be a little bit longer. I, unfortunately, don't quite have the stamina of my very beautiful, and very tempting, Slayer girlfriend. But I do believe there's something we can do in the meantime."
Leaning her back on his lap slightly, he bent down and began kissing at the bast of her throat, flicking his tongue out to taste the slight saltiness on her skin from her perspiration. Smiling, he moved down to her breast, trailing around the aureole of her nipple before taking it in his mouth, teasing it with his lips and nipping very lightly with his teeth.
"And sweet talking will get you everywhere with the Slayer," Buffy said with a goofy grin.
As Wes moved her back, she felt him pop out of her and pouted. She liked feeling him inside of her, even if he was soft. But, all her thoughts flew out the window when he started to tease her nipples. Buffy liked it when he touched her there. Actually, she liked it when he touched her everywhere.
Reaching down, she ran one of her fingers over the shaft of his cock. Buffy knew it would be a bit longer before he could be inside of her but it didn't mean she wasn't going to touch him.
"I love you, Wesley," she whispered as she nudged his face up. She stared into his for a moment, her fingers tracing over his face. "I'm completely in love with you."
She softly kissed him and slipped off his thighs. Buffy then positioned herself between them before smiling. "Lets see what my Slayer powers can do here," she murmured as she kissed his inner thighs. When she got to his cock, she softly cupped his balls and started to kiss his shaft.
"Hmmm, then I suppose I'm lucky that I have many sweet things to say about you," Wesley murmured against Buffy's skin.
He was no longer inside her, but he knew that it wouldn't be long before he was inside her again. Not with the way she was moving against him, the sounds she was making. And oh God, the way she was starting to touch him. She affected him like no other.
When she had him look up at her, their eyes locking, Wesley felt his breath catch in his throat at the look in hers. She looked so unbelievably beautiful with her eyes shining. He had never understood or even believed in the idea of knowing you were in love when you could look into your loved one's eyes and see the future, but now he did. Despite Buffy being a Slayer, despite the life that they led, he could see that with her. And he knew that they would make it happen together.
"I love you too, Buffy Summers," he told her. "I am in fact totally and completely yours."
A moment later, she was the floor in front of him, kissing his thighs then his cock. Wesley gasped, almost jumping out of his skin from how sensitive he was. Groaning, he fell into an almost reclining position against the steps, Buffy's touch sending pleasure up his spine again. After a few minutes, he began to harden, not completely at first, but soon, he could feel himself about ready to rush headlong toward another orgasm.
He couldn't, though. That wasn't what Buffy wanted. Reaching out, he stopped her, pulling her up so he could kiss her deeply. "Come here, love," he told her. Pushing himself from the steps, he moved her to lean over and brace herself on the steps then stepped behind her, parting her legs and slowly sliding into her from behind.
As Wes hardened, Buffy couldn't help but to smirk. Maybe this was in the whole Slayer job description, too. She would have to Wesley later but at the moment, he was beckoning her to come to him so she did. "Need something?" she cheekily asked before he turned her around and had her brace the steps.
Even before he pushed inside of her, Buffy was already moaning. She'd never done anything like this before and it was making every part of her body tingle. And when he did push into her, Buffy gasped out and held onto the stairs even tighter as her body started to shudder even more.
"Wesley," she groaned. "Oh god..."
Buffy couldn't think of a time when Wesley had gone so deep and it was driving her mad. She started to push back against him, moaning loudly each time the tip of his cock pressed all the way in. Even without any other stimulation, Buffy knew she wasn't going to last much longer.
"W-Wes..." She pushed out before her body started to tremble. Soon everything exploded inside of her and she cried out his name as she spammed around his cock.
Oh Lord, Buffy was so tight in this position. And Wesley felt himself going deep with each stroke. Leaning over her, he cupped his hands around her breasts, continuing to thrust into her as he teased her nippled, pinching them lightly. He kissed her shoulder, almost wishing they could do nothing but this though he knew there was too much out there for them to deal with. It was nice to have these moments together, to feel the things they brought out in each other.
Running one hand down from her breast across her flat stomach and between her legs, Wesley pressed his palm against her to hold her steady as he sped his movements up, bushing into her harder and faster.
"Good god, love," he muttered against her skin, groaning, especially when he felt her beginning to flutter around him.
He pushed into her one last time as she began clenching around him, trapping him inside her. His own orgasm rolled through him in short course, his cock twitching and his release flooding her. He almost collapsed over her when his legs turned to jelly, but he managed to catch himself, instead pulling both of them to a standing position as he popped out of her. He kept his arms around her, holding her tightly against him.
"I don't think I ever want to let you go," he whispered in her ear before nuzzling her.
Buffy could feel Wes starting to fall on her and quickly put her arms out to catch the both of them. But, he caught them both and she smiled. He was really good at catching her, especially lately. And, she had learned depending on him wasn't as bad as she thought it would be.
"Then don't," she found herself saying to his words. She turned around in his arms and smiled at him. "I don't want to know what life would be like without, Wes. This is the closest thing I've had to normal for a long time. I don't have to second guess anything because I know you love and understand me."
She rolled her eyes a little when she felt tears starting to fill them. Buffy didn't know why but she needed to tell him what she was feeling, even if it did sound a little cheesy. "I know we might not have forever," she said as she reached down and took his hand, "but I want to have as much time as I can with you. You don't brood nor are you jealous of my strength. You just love me and make me feel like the most important person in the world. And, I love you so much for that."
Linking their fingers together, Buffy raised Wesley's hand up and softly kissed his knuckles. "And, I swear I didn't mean to get overly emotion with you," she said as she gave him a watery smile. She then stepped forward and wrapped her arms around his body before burying her face against his chest.