Wes didn't know he was holding his breath as he knelt next to Fred on the ground. Then he heard her voice speaking to Regan and realized his chest was burning. Letting out a small sob, he pulled his wife into his arms when she turned to reach for him.
"Seems too long," he told her, holding her close.
Oh, God - she was warm and breathing and alive. When he buried his face against her hair for a moment to kiss it, he could see that it was brown now, no longer streaked with the royal blue. And when he nudged her face to look into her eyes, all he saw was chocolate brown.
And when he kissed her lips, all he felt was soft warmth.
"We'll explain everything once we get back to Rupert's house," he promised her, adjusting his arms around her. He looked up at their daughter and held an arm out to her to get her to join them. "But it's because of Regan you're back. If it hadn't been for her..."
Fred started to cry when Wesley wrapped his arms around her. The last time she’d felt this was when she was dying. She clung to him and sobbed. Soon, Regan was there too and Fred clung to the both of them. She was finally back where she belonged, and with her family. “I’m so glad to be home,” she whispered
( ... )
Wesley wanted to pick Fred up, but it was obvious that she wanted to stand on her own, so he helped her, his arm wrapped around her as they went over to the others. Part of him was almost scared that if he let her go, this wouldn't be real anymore. After being apart from her so long, she was back. His wife was back. He had to swallow against the knot in his throat, not wanting to break down. Not here
( ... )
Being in Regan and Wesley's arms again did Fred a world of good. This was what she had missed all those months she had been away. And she didn't want it to end. But, when the car stopped in front of Rupert's estate, she had to pull herself away from them so she could get out of the car. "I think I would like to eat at the other house and have some alone time with my family," she told Evelyn. The other woman nodded and said she would bring it over soon
( ... )
When Fred said that she didn't think she'd be able to sleep, Wesley understood completely. In fact, he was pretty sure that he wouldn't be able to sleep that night either. Part of him worried that if he did close his eyes, he'd wake up from this dream to find Fred was still gone. At least when he was awake, holding her in his arms, he knew this was real.
"It's all right, love," he whispered softly. "Be as clingy as you want. Actually, you may be the one to finally push me away."
As she touched him, the way she always had, her fingernails tracing over his neck, he closed his eyes and smiled. God, it felt so good. She needed him. The words sunk in, straight to his heart, making him feel whole again for the first time in so long. He needed her too. Always would...
Then he realized that she was saying that she didn't just need him but needed him. His eyes opened for a moment then shut again as she kissed him - a long, slow, languorous kiss that seemed to reach all the way down to the very core of him, so that by the time she
( ... )
Fred's whisper reminded him how he had felt without her - he hadn't been alone in the same way because he had Regan there, but it had still been lonely at night, sleeping in a bed without her. Now, he wouldn't be lonely anymore. He wanted all of her now just like she wanted all of him
( ... )
Fred moaned when Wesley's hands moved over her nipples. It'd been so long since anyone had touched her like this and every caress sent bolts of electricity down her spine. She stroked him a little faster as he pulled her pajamas off. Looking up at him, Fred smiled as he looked back. She had almost forgotten how much she loved him.
Soon his fingers were running through her wet folds, and up to her clit. When her husband started to rub it, Fred arched her back and groaned in pleasure. When he started to talk, she cracked an eye open and looked at him. "I don't care how long it lasts, sweetie. I just need to be with you to make sure all of this is real. We have an entire lifetime of making love for hours on end. Right now, I just need you," she whispered
( ... )
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"Seems too long," he told her, holding her close.
Oh, God - she was warm and breathing and alive. When he buried his face against her hair for a moment to kiss it, he could see that it was brown now, no longer streaked with the royal blue. And when he nudged her face to look into her eyes, all he saw was chocolate brown.
And when he kissed her lips, all he felt was soft warmth.
"We'll explain everything once we get back to Rupert's house," he promised her, adjusting his arms around her. He looked up at their daughter and held an arm out to her to get her to join them. "But it's because of Regan you're back. If it hadn't been for her..."
They were a family again.
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"It's all right, love," he whispered softly. "Be as clingy as you want. Actually, you may be the one to finally push me away."
As she touched him, the way she always had, her fingernails tracing over his neck, he closed his eyes and smiled. God, it felt so good. She needed him. The words sunk in, straight to his heart, making him feel whole again for the first time in so long. He needed her too. Always would...
Then he realized that she was saying that she didn't just need him but needed him. His eyes opened for a moment then shut again as she kissed him - a long, slow, languorous kiss that seemed to reach all the way down to the very core of him, so that by the time she ( ... )
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Soon his fingers were running through her wet folds, and up to her clit. When her husband started to rub it, Fred arched her back and groaned in pleasure. When he started to talk, she cracked an eye open and looked at him. "I don't care how long it lasts, sweetie. I just need to be with you to make sure all of this is real. We have an entire lifetime of making love for hours on end. Right now, I just need you," she whispered ( ... )
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