Wes Angel ficlet: snuggles with benefits
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Wes woke at 4 AM all alone in bed. Angel had yet to return from his meeting. Wesley now wished he had gone along with him, but Angel had said there was no need to and Wes hadn’t insisted. It was freezing outside, the New York City streets draped in snow. It was just a routine rendezvous with one of their underworld contacts anyway, nothing to worry about.
Wes was just contemplating crawling out of the warm bed and braving the chill of the room to get dressed when he felt the covers move and the mattress shift.
“You know, you have got to stop doing that.” He grumbled.
A cool arm encircled his waist and soft lips grazed his neck.
“Stop doing what,” Angel whispered. “This?” His cool hand glided smoothly down Wesley’s belly and firmly encircled his half-hard cock.
Wes hissed and arched his back against Angel’s nude body.
“Oh, dear lord no. I’ll always want you to do that.” He drew in a shaky breath as Angel slowly began moving his hand up and down. “Sneaking up on people. It’s very…oh God…very…disconcerting.”
Angel pressed closer to Wesley’s body, shifting so his growing erection nudged under Wes’ ass. “I’m sorry. Didn’t want to wake you. I didn’t realize you were already… up.” He tightened his grip on Wesley’s cock as he began rocking his hips forward.
Wes reached back and grabbed Angel’s ass, pressing their bodies closer together. “I suppose… oh fuck…that’s…yeah…oh Angel…”
“You suppose what?” Angel asked as his hand started moving faster, thumb teasing over the tip of Wes’ cock, picking up the rhythm he knew made Wes quiver and moan.
“I…suppose…you could…oh God…oh…oh…” Wesley keened as Angel’s fist sped up and he came with a long shudder into Angel’s hand, which was now quite warm.
Angel rolled Wes over and pulled him into a tight embrace. They kissed deeply and languidly.
When they finally broke the kiss Angel smiled and looked into soft, sated blue eyes. “You suppose what, Wes?”
Wes sighed and reached down for Angel’s rigid cock. “I suppose you could make it up to me.”
Angel chuckled softly. “Isn’t that what I just did? What do you have in mind?”
“Surprise me.”
I'll see if I can come up with a snuggly Wes icon for you too.
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Date: 2005-01-03 04:08 pm (UTC)“I…suppose…you could…oh God…oh…oh…” Wesley keened as Angel’s fist sped up and he came with a long shudder into Angel’s hand, which was now quite warm.
I love this image. Mmmmmmmmm.
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Date: 2005-01-03 04:13 pm (UTC)