Friday and I have ficcy bits
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cheesymiceLJ is being a bitch about letting me post this morning. ::kicks::
Just a little bit of fun, sexy Wes/Faith afterglow. Doesn't really go anywhere, it just is. Rated R, I guess.
They were moving frantically now, their moans and cries increasing with each thrust.
“Oh, fuck, Wes! Wes!” Faith cried out as she came, clinching her body around Wesley and sending him to his own release seconds later.
They lay together for a moment as they rode out the ebbing waves of pleasure. Wesley slowly rolled over onto his back and tried to get his breathing under control. Finally he spoke, firmly and calmly. “Faith,”
Faith looked over at Wesley. He was staring up at the ceiling, his brow furrowed in thought.
“Oh, no you don’t!” she said indignantly.
Wesley looked at her. “Don’t what?”
Faith rolled to her side and lifted herself up on her elbow so she was looking down at him. “This is the part where you say this can’t happen ever again, that we’ve broken the sacred and holy bond of watcher and slayer or that you’re too fucking old for me, or we come from two different worlds or some other bullshit. I don’t want to hear it, okay?”
Wesley stared at her with an amusing glint in his eye. A smile was fighting its way onto the corner of his mouth. “You do have a flair for the dramatic, don’t you Faith? If you had withheld your outburst and let me finish, I was going to inquire as to whether you would prefer pizza or Chinese takeaway.”
Faith gaped at him. “Huh?”
“You usually have quite an appetite after a full evening of slaying, and I simply assumed that the combination of fighting and fucking this evening would make you doubly hungry.” Wesley was grinning now.
Faith smiled and laughed. “Oh. I thought, you know, that this was just—maybe you got carried away and you didn’t want—I mean that you, that you,”
“That I wouldn’t want this to happen again?” Wesley asked.
Faith nodded. “Yeah. I mean, we were all professional and shit before tonight.”
Wesley pulled her closer to him so that she was resting her head on his chest. “Faith, I have to admit that I didn’t plan on this happening, but that doesn’t mean I didn’t want it, or that I didn’t want you. I wasn’t quite sure if it was the right thing to do, though.”
“Well, do you now? Do you think it’s right?”
Wesley kissed the top of her head. “I suppose it is. It certainly doesn’t feel wrong.” He smiled against her hair. “And I was rather bewitched by your considerable charms.”
Faith laughed. “Really? I thought it had something to do with me shoving you up against the wall and grabbing your considerable charms.”
Wesley chuckled. “That may have played a part, yes.”
They lay together in silence for a minute.
“Both.” Faith said.
“Beg pardon?”
“I want pizza and Chinese. Or could we get Thai instead of Chinese? I think I want something spicy.”
"Do you really think you need that much food?"
"Girl's gotta eat. Plus I need all the fuel I can get." Faith grinned. "I definitely want this to happen again."
Just a little bit of fun, sexy Wes/Faith afterglow. Doesn't really go anywhere, it just is. Rated R, I guess.
They were moving frantically now, their moans and cries increasing with each thrust.
“Oh, fuck, Wes! Wes!” Faith cried out as she came, clinching her body around Wesley and sending him to his own release seconds later.
They lay together for a moment as they rode out the ebbing waves of pleasure. Wesley slowly rolled over onto his back and tried to get his breathing under control. Finally he spoke, firmly and calmly. “Faith,”
Faith looked over at Wesley. He was staring up at the ceiling, his brow furrowed in thought.
“Oh, no you don’t!” she said indignantly.
Wesley looked at her. “Don’t what?”
Faith rolled to her side and lifted herself up on her elbow so she was looking down at him. “This is the part where you say this can’t happen ever again, that we’ve broken the sacred and holy bond of watcher and slayer or that you’re too fucking old for me, or we come from two different worlds or some other bullshit. I don’t want to hear it, okay?”
Wesley stared at her with an amusing glint in his eye. A smile was fighting its way onto the corner of his mouth. “You do have a flair for the dramatic, don’t you Faith? If you had withheld your outburst and let me finish, I was going to inquire as to whether you would prefer pizza or Chinese takeaway.”
Faith gaped at him. “Huh?”
“You usually have quite an appetite after a full evening of slaying, and I simply assumed that the combination of fighting and fucking this evening would make you doubly hungry.” Wesley was grinning now.
Faith smiled and laughed. “Oh. I thought, you know, that this was just—maybe you got carried away and you didn’t want—I mean that you, that you,”
“That I wouldn’t want this to happen again?” Wesley asked.
Faith nodded. “Yeah. I mean, we were all professional and shit before tonight.”
Wesley pulled her closer to him so that she was resting her head on his chest. “Faith, I have to admit that I didn’t plan on this happening, but that doesn’t mean I didn’t want it, or that I didn’t want you. I wasn’t quite sure if it was the right thing to do, though.”
“Well, do you now? Do you think it’s right?”
Wesley kissed the top of her head. “I suppose it is. It certainly doesn’t feel wrong.” He smiled against her hair. “And I was rather bewitched by your considerable charms.”
Faith laughed. “Really? I thought it had something to do with me shoving you up against the wall and grabbing your considerable charms.”
Wesley chuckled. “That may have played a part, yes.”
They lay together in silence for a minute.
“Both.” Faith said.
“Beg pardon?”
“I want pizza and Chinese. Or could we get Thai instead of Chinese? I think I want something spicy.”
"Do you really think you need that much food?"
"Girl's gotta eat. Plus I need all the fuel I can get." Faith grinned. "I definitely want this to happen again."
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Date: 2005-04-22 03:08 pm (UTC)Nice job! Very sexy and sweet!
"I thought it had something to do with me shoving you up against the wall and grabbing your considerable charms.”
Love the play on words here!!
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Date: 2005-04-23 05:08 pm (UTC)I'll get back to you on the icons I wanted. I'm feeling of the ick today.
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