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Starting Over

Jul 08, 2005 14:34

I didn't have any dreams that night, thank fucking God, cuz I was sorta scared they'd be like the ones from the plane. Full of guilt at all the shit I'd done - mainly to Wes - and just generally feeling sorry for myself. And that sure as hell wasn't the Faith I wanted to be ( Read more... )

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prodigalwatcher July 19 2005, 10:24:07 UTC

I knew I was awake, and I knew it by the sheer volume of ache I could feel throughout my entire body. Even the act of rolling over to check the bedside clock required a great deal of effort and exacted a price of the dull, tight pain of muscles worn past their limits. Raising my hand to my face-- accompanied by a creak, I was sure-- I rubbed the sleep out of my eyes and tried to clear my head ( ... )

wesleys_slayer July 20 2005, 13:27:31 UTC

I watched Wes moving around all slow and shit and grinned. Gotta love Slayer-healing. Popping another bit of bacon into my mouth, I winked at him. "Bout time you got your ass outta bed. I was getting all lonesome here."

Just as I finished eating that bite, he pulled me to him and kissed me. Like, fucking hard and hot that only reminded me of last night. My hands just sorta found their way back into his hair, like I was on auto-pilot or something, but he let go of me and I staggered a bit, blinking.

Oh fuck, he was naked too...

"Thank you. Although next time, I'd like my eggs over easy."

"Huh?" I looked down at the food I'd ordered for us and rolled my eyes. "Oh, whatever, Wes. I got us food. Be happy with that. Geez, it's not like you're the boss of me when it comes to fucking breakfast, now is it?"

He was sitting next to me and it was just... weird. Kinda domestic and shit, with us eating and not fighting and naked. Naked and not fucking ( ... )

prodigalwatcher September 21 2005, 01:01:38 UTC

"Oh, whatever, Wes. I got us food. Be happy with that. Geez, it's not like you're the boss of me when it comes to fucking breakfast, now is it?"

I was in the middle of chewing my way through a piece of toast as I considered-- ruminated, literally-- on the question. Our current shared state of nakedness was not lost on me, particularly after the kiss I'd somehow decided to indulge in, but having another go 'round with Faith was not what I was intending for this morning.

"We never did get that specific about the boundaries, Faith," I said casually. "But you did make it quite clear that I had last word in every capacity. Although since I didn't ask you to order it in the first place, I think we'll let it slide."

The awkardness was still almost palpable between us as we both took a few more bites of food in silence. Finally, Faith reached out and offered me her lit cigarette, and I stared at it for a moment, surprised by the gesture.

"C'mon. It won't bite... well, not like I did last night, at least.""No," I said, grasping the ( ... )

wesleys_slayer September 21 2005, 01:42:25 UTC

"We never did get that specific about the boundaries, Faith."

What boundaries? We talking safe words here or something? I was gonna ask, but he kept right on talking.

"But you did make it quite clear that I had last word in every capacity. Although since I didn't ask you to order it in the first place, I think we'll let it slide."

Had I? In and outta bed, but I was figuring on sex and training, not fucking breakfast. Whatev. I went back to eating and watched Wes try to take a drag on my cig without laughing. "Man, you just don't get out much, do you?" He'd done a pretty good job, though, so I couldn't tease. Guess Wes was one to stick to liquor when he felt all stressed.

Me? Cigs, sex, and staking.

"So, are you ready to get back to training?"Speaking of ( ... )

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