Sat, Jan. 21st, 2006, 10:48 pm
margarks: After glow?
Continued from here
Cool air rushed over Wesley's form and made him shiver. He blinked sleepy eyes back open and searched the darkened room for Giles as he pulled the covers back up. "Love? Come back to bed." Wesley called softly.
Sun, Jan. 22nd, 2006 05:06 am (UTC)
"I'll be right back," Giles murmured, slipping quietly down the stairs. His eyes fell on Connor when he reached the bottom. The child was sleeping, blissfully unaware despite the rough fucking that'd been happening just upstairs. Giles' eyes skittered away, not quite able to look at him.
He'd been angry with Wesley. He'd been horny all day. He'd taken part of that earlier anger out on him through sex.
Oh yes, and wasn't that a delightful precedent to be setting?
Giles ran a ragged hand through his hair before cleaning himself up and collecting a warm wash cloth for Wesley.
Sun, Jan. 22nd, 2006 05:12 am (UTC)
Thought Wesley was bordering on exhaustion, he still sensed the pensive tenseness to Giles' movements upon his return. He accepted the wet cloth with a soft 'thank you', then tossed it toward the clothes hamper in the corner. He wasn't usually so off hand, but he was anxious to return his focus to Giles.
"Is everything all right, Rupert?" Wesley asked, remembering Giles' upset with their previous bout of aggressive lovemaking.
Sun, Jan. 22nd, 2006 05:19 am (UTC)
Giles settled in besides him, any anger he'd had at Wesley had completely vanished in the face of his . . . behaviour.
"I don't know," he said with too much honesty. Too tired, perhaps, to be censoring his tongue.
Sun, Jan. 22nd, 2006 05:23 am (UTC)
Wesley rolled closer and wrapped his arms around Giles' waist. "Please don't feel badly about anything we've done tonight, Rupert. I know how you feel about... about being aggressive. But I loved it, I, perhaps, needed it tonight as well." Wesley wasn't sure he could explain what he meant.
Sun, Jan. 22nd, 2006 05:31 am (UTC)
And there they were all over again. Wesley needing this from him.
Giles wasn't sure he wanted to touch the subject with a ten foot pole, but he couldn't help but ask, "Needed it?"
Sun, Jan. 22nd, 2006 05:34 am (UTC)
Wesley knew he'd probably said the wrong thing, but what was he to do, lie?
"It's just after... after the day we'd had, and the... the argument... " Wesley shook his head. "I'm sorry, Giles. I know how you feel about it. But knowing that you needed me that much, that intensely... well, it made me feel, I don't know, better, I suppose."
Sun, Jan. 22nd, 2006 05:43 am (UTC)
That much, at least, Giles could understand.
"But if I hadn't been that . . . aggressive? If it had been more . . ." Giles groped for word but couldn't come up with one. ". . . as it usually is between us. Would you have not felt better?"
Sun, Jan. 22nd, 2006 05:50 am (UTC)
"Of course I would... I," Wesley wasn't sure what he was supposed to say. He couldn't help the way he felt, and he knew Giles couldn't either. "I love you, Rupert. I only wanted to know that you weren't still upset, that... that we were all right." Wesley frowned. "I'm sorry. I know how you hate my doubting insecurities."
Sun, Jan. 22nd, 2006 05:54 am (UTC)
"I seem to have a few of my own. I worry that I can't give you something that you . . . you seem to need from me. And yet . . ." Giles laughed mirthlessly. "I seem to keep giving it to you regardless."
Sun, Jan. 22nd, 2006 06:01 am (UTC)
"No, love," Wesley rose on one elbow so that he could look down into Giles' eyes. "All I need is you. I'm sorry if I made you think otherwise. But I don't want you to believe that there's anything we've done together that I regret. Because there isn't. And I wish that you wouldn't either. I enjoy your aggressiveness, but if we were never to make love like that again, I wouldn't complain so long as I still had you." Wesley blushed and ducked his head when he realized how fanciful and effeminate his words had been.