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Right before your eyes	By : darkangel985 Category: Angel the Series > Slash - Male/Male Views: 2675 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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I know, I know. You
probably want to lynch me for keeping you waiting this long. I'm
sorry, but at the moment my life simply doesn't permit me much time
to write.

Jenny_Wren: Thanks for
being a patient and constant reviewer. Your reviews are what keep me
trying to finish this story.

Chapter 16 – Happiness...

The ax dropped, landing
millimeters away from Wes' father's face.
The demon gurgled a last cry of protest as he keeled over, a wooden
arrow protruding from it's chests. Wesley rushed toward his bound
father, still clutching the crossbow that had fired the deadly shot.

Out of the corner of
his eyes he saw Gunn dust the last vamp as he started cutting his
father's bonds. As soon as the fight had ended his friends approached
them, relief at their success spread over their faces.

Finally the ropes were
all cut and his father sat up, rubbing his wrists and ankles. It
wasn't as if Wesley had expected bouts of gratitude, but his father's
reaction shocked him to the core. “How dare you interrupt my
negotiations with the Trebosch demon? Your stupidy has destroyed a
project the council has worked on for three years.”

He knew that his mouth
stood open in shock, his head reeling from
the harsh words. His head suddenly pounded with a fierce headache as
he didn't know whether he wanted to cry,
laugh or hit his father. It had all been deliberately planned by the
council. But why would the powers sent him here if his father wasn't
in danger?

Suddenly the strong
presence of Gunn's hands on his shoulders calmed him as his friends
stepped closer, clearly stating whom he belonged with. He could
practically see the rage oozing from Gunn's body and he thought he
heard another vicious growl from Angel.

“We saved your stuck up
British ass from that demon shit, so leave
Wes' the hell alone. Without us you'd be chopped meat.” Gunn
growled next to his ear, the menacing tone
clearly expressing his mood. Although he had been ready to fall back
to the quivering schoolboy he had once been at hearing the accusing
tone of his father's voice, the support of his friends made Wes'
straighten out his back and pull himself together.

His father had no
right. All he had tried to do was help, following a mission that the
Powers that be had sent them on. Gunn's hands massaged his shoulders
as his lover quickly whispered into Wesley's ear. “You did
great. Don't let him push you down. I love you.”

As soon as his father
had pulled himself together again, he retaliated:
“The alliance with the Trebosch demon would have allowed the
council to discover new sources of knowledge. Do you have any idea
how hard it is to find such a demon and negotiate with it? You are a
real disgrace to your family and the watcher's council. You shall
never set foot close to the family again.” And with these words
he strutted out of the warehouse, leaving
the Angel Investigations team behind.

Before Wes could sink
in on himself, he was already tightly encased in Gunn's arms. His
lover was whispering reassuring words in his ear, obviously thinking
that the trembling running through his body
was due to being intimidated by his father. He couldn't have been
more wrong. Rage and anger were the emotions coursing through his
system, mixed with love for Gunn and gratefulness
for his friends.

His father had finally
gone too far, pushing him over the edge. He had so wanted to be like
that man, when he was younger, but now the thought did nothing but
disgust him. Not having paid attention he only heard the last of
Gunn's speech.

“You are better than him.”

Yes. He wouldn't have
agreed to that statement a few weeks back, but now he could clearly
feel it. His father was nothing. And then his lips were captured in a
fierce kiss, pushing all thoughts of his family from his mind.

Breaking their kiss he
said: “Let's go home.”

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As soon as they entered
Wesley's apartment the two of them stumbled towards the bedroom, need
and left over adrenaline from the fight making their movements hasty.
Their naked chests were pressed together as they tumbled down onto
the bed, Gunn straddling his lover's hips.

Gunn ripped down the
zipper of his lover's pants, moaning as Wes did the same for him. His
already dripping cock was finally free of the confines of his pants,
throbbing in anticipation. Curling his fingers around his lover's
dick Gunn latched his mouth onto his nipples, sucking until they were
red and swollen.

He wanted to drive him
crazy, to drive every thought of his family out of his head until
nothing but their love remained. Judging by the wanton
way in which Wes was arching underneath him, he was doing a pretty
good job. Wes had been so beautiful, so deadly as he had fought with
his crossbow, killing the demon.

Gunn couldn't help
himself. Whenever he saw his lover fight, his firm body moving
gracefully, he was reminded of the way Wes
looked during sex, his muscles moving in a completely different
rhythm as wanton moans escaped his mouth.

He hadn't even been
aware of getting out of his pants, but now they were completely
naked, skin-against-skin. The contrast was beautiful as always, light
and dark moving together in perfect synchronization.

They were as close as
humanly possible, not a single part of their bodies wasn't connected
to the other. Their lips fused in a passionate kiss, their nipples
brushing together sending sparks of electricity through their bodies,
their hands moving over each other' backs, their legs entwined
like snakes and finally their hard cocks rubbing together in a fast
rhythm, that brought the two of them closer to their climax.

At that moment they
were closer than they had ever been before, their bodies merged
together as one. The color of their skin the only way to determine
where one ended and the other began. Sweat poured down their backs,
slicking their bodies like pre-cum slicked their cocks.

Gunn would have liked
to stay in this moment forever, frozen in time at one of the closest
moments of their lives. But the pleasure was too much, sending him
right to the abyss, hovering on the edge. Wesley's whispered words of
love were his undoing, pushing him over into ecstasy.

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The next days were lazy
ones. There were neither visions nor regular customers, that could
have offered them something to do. Although the quiet was not bad in
itself Wesley couldn't help feeling bored at sitting around in the
office.

Even the ancient
prophesy that he had found in a small demon bookshop did little to
amuse him at the moment. He had already been brooding over the scroll
for most of the afternoon and yet the translation still eluded him.
Staring at the paper in front of himself Wesley let his mind wander,
his thoughts immediately focusing on Gunn.

Since he had stood up
to his father, the two of them had been perfect together and Wesley
waited for the hammer to fall. It was just too good to be true. No,
he wasn't a pessimist, just realistic.
Totally emerged in his musings Wes was
unawares of his lover's approach.

“You look like
you could do with a bit of distraction.” Leaning over the table
Gunn quickly captured Wes' lips, pulling
the former watcher up from his chair. Wes rubbed the bridge of his
nose, before answering.

“Yes, what did
you have in mind?”

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Patrolling hadn't been
the first thought in his mind, when Gunn had offered to distract him,
but he had still gone with him. Now he was moodily trudging next to
his lover, while the demons tried their best to ruin their fun.

As soon as he had
thought this, Wes noted how much he had changed since becoming Gunn's
lover. Usually he would have preferred to
sit with his books instead of hunting demons and now he complained
because none of them were showing up. Gunn was a bad influence. The
thought made him smile, which was answered with a raised eyebrow by
his lover.

Wes was about to
explain, when Gunn suddenly stopped him, pointing towards the corner
in front of them. Voices could be heard and the shadows of something
were turning around the corner. Maybe they'd get their desired action
now. It could still be nothing but a couple of humans, but who would
be stupid enough to walk these abandoned streets in the middle of the
night? Well, aside from them that was.

Melting into the wall
they waited, their bodies pressed close to each other. The shadows
became bigger as they neared the corner. A group of humans. Wes let a
sigh escape from his mouth, unsure whether
it was relief or disappointment causing it.

Suddenly Gunn left the
wall, spreading his arms and walking towards the group of three young
men. Wesley stayed behind while Gunn greeted them with the names
Mike, Ramon and Vince. So these were the flat mates his lover had so
often told him about. Still Wes was unsure how to act. He knew that
Gunn hadn't wanted his friends to know about their relationship, but
he hadn't wanted his family to know either.

And after
the incident with his father Gunn had promised him, that he would
tell his friends about them, since Wes had found the courage to tell
his family. Stepping next to his lover Wesley brought the other's
interest to himself.

“Who is the
white-bread?” The one whom Gunn had called Mike asked.

“This is Wesley.
I work with him.”

TBC...
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