Wesley/Willow

Apr 25, 2005 22:07

This was probably my fifth time at the Hyperion. No, wait... sixth, if you wanna count the quick errand I pulled the first time, grabbing a few books we didn't have and zipping back down to Sunnydale. I had talked with none other than Wesley Wyndam-Pryce a few times on the phone - real nice conversations. He was a good guy, and changed as much as ( Read more... )

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_wes_pryce_ April 25 2005, 10:36:30 UTC
Gathering the rest of the books, I sighed as Cordelia followed us down the stairs toward the basement. "Cordy. We're perfectly capable to get these books down there without getting lost ( ... )

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red_rosenberg April 25 2005, 10:46:17 UTC
The key broke off? I blinked, and blinked again. Oh. Jeeze. "She... wow. That's pretty coincidental." Annnnd by saying that I was implying stuff I shouldn't be implying. I blushed and quickly walked over to where the door was and jiggled the handle. It was... really stuck. I was almost thinking Cordelia was kidding, because she wouldn't really lock us in the basement, would she? Oh. She would. She'd been way too confrontational about me liking Wesley, and I had been too passive to do anything about it. So I guess she took matter sinto her own well-manicured hands ( ... )

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_wes_pryce_ April 25 2005, 10:59:44 UTC
Pushing up my glasses, I glared at the door. I'd rather glare at Cordelia, but since there was a severe lack of Cordelia, I'd settle for the door. It certainly wouldn't do to glare at Willow. After all, this wasn't her fault. And now I was never going to ask her to dinner was I? Damn that nosy harpy Chase ( ... )

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red_rosenberg April 25 2005, 11:11:17 UTC
"She's pretty sneaky," I sighed, stepping away from the door and wandering over to where Wesley was leaning on the table. I absently picked up a book and fiddled with it - I'm careful with books so I didn't rip anything, just flicked the pages. "You got Monopoly? I played it with Giles and Buffy once, Xander watched TV," I said idly, absently landing on a page with two Amiell demons were... were ( ... )

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_wes_pryce_ April 26 2005, 11:47:58 UTC
Nervously, I watched her. Wondering if perhaps she *was* regretting this. What had I been thinking that I'd ever could ask her out. I mean, a girl like Willow can get something better then me. Far better. What have I got to offer anyway? A lot of books. Well, wont that make her happy ( ... )

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red_rosenberg April 26 2005, 12:06:52 UTC
I should definitely thank Cordelia later. Melting into the kiss, I tried not to think about it. Thinking always messed it up, with nose getting in the way and teeth. So I tried to just sort of go with it, and found myself shivering warmly at the gentle... almost a bite to my lip. I made a noise, just a small sound, and it wasn't a bad sound either. I shifted, closer again until it could feel him. I let my tongue touch his lips, hesitant, before I felt him open up a little. This was slow and warm and sweet - I don't think I would have liked it any other way ( ... )

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_wes_pryce_ April 26 2005, 12:48:04 UTC
When we pulled back, my lips tingled. It was an expression I'd heard before and I've always assumed it was overly dramatic romantic fools talking. I guess they weren't fools after all when it came to that. I glanced down at the hand rubbing over my arm. I shivered, despite the fact that it was rather warm in here. Extremely warm in fact ( ... )

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red_rosenberg May 20 2005, 07:08:58 UTC
Was it way too much to want him to just kinda... sweep me off my feet and carry me to his bedroom? We wouldn't have gone far though, kinda like 'thunk' into the door with lots of stumbling on the steps and a few 'good lord's and apologies. I'm an oaf, too, he'd probably drop me ( ... )

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