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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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Chapter 19 – My stuffy, white boyfriend

Gunn could feel his
body reacting immediately, when Wesley almost climbed onto his lap.
He needed to feel his lover's skin under his fingers, stroke him like
he had longed to do the last couple of days. As their tongues met in
a fierce caress Gunn recognized the familiar taste of his lover,
sweeter than anything else he knew.

Slipping his fingers
under Wes' shirt he teased the Englishman's nipples into hardness,
while his tongue slid along the column of his throat. He wanted to
suck and bite at his lover's collarbone, marking him as his. A slight
tilting of Wes' head was the only invitation he needed, placing a
collar of love bites around Wesley's throat.

His once again. Gunn
didn't know where the sudden possessiveness had come from, but the
prospect of losing Wesley again just caused
him to pull the other man closer to his body. There was no way he
would give him up again, even if that meant telling his friends about
their relationship.

Gunn knew that he might
lose them when they learned the truth, but Wes' happiness was so much
more important to him at the moment. Unbuttoning his lover's shirt
Gunn immediately attacked his rosy nipples
as they were revealed to him, sucking and rolling them around with
his tongue. How he had missed the wanton moans now falling from Wes
lips, moans that had constantly haunted his dreams every night.

He could feel Wesley's
hard cock brush against his own, the slight movement of his lover's
hips increasing their passion. It was almost like the day they had
gotten together, frantically and desperately making out on the same
couch they were now on. Slightly bending Wes backwards Gunn trailed
his tongue away from his lover's nipples, almost reaching down to his
belly button.

Welcoming the attention
Gunn was lavishing upon his body Wes let himself fall backwards,
stretching himself out to give his lover full access to his body. An
open invitation that Gunn took immediately, first placing another
teasing lick on Wes' nipples, before he captured his mouth in a
demanding kiss. Their tongues met in a familiar dance, while Gunn's
body covered the Englishman, quickly unbuttoning his pants.

Wes was now pulling on
his shirt so Gunn quickly got rid of it, sending it flying through
the room to land on top of one of Wesley's bookshelves.
Usually the Englishman would have complained at his lover's
untidiness, but he was distracted by Gunn's
fingers closing around his cock and an agile tongue darting out to
lick a drop of pre-cum from the tip. He couldn't help the needy moans
falling from his mouth as Gunn's hand trailed lower, kneading his
balls, while his clever mouth engulfed the tip of his lover's dick.

Tasting his lover again
was almost enough to send him flying over the edge, but Gunn held
himself back. He wanted to please Wes at first, the breathy moans
escaping his lover's mouth a sweet reward for his efforts. Massaging
the sides of Wesley's cock with his tongue he slid further down,
taking more of his lover into his mouth.

Wes was slowly being
driven crazy with want, Gunn's mouth pure heaven on his cock. But it
wasn't what he really wanted at the moment. He wanted to be filled
and stretched by his lover, to be as close to each other as they
could. Rubbing his hands over Gunn's scalp he tried to capture his
lover's attention, while he concentrated on forming coherent speech
again.

“Gunn, I...want you...inside.”

Obviously understanding
his request Gunn let his lover's cock slip from his mouth, but
instead of reaching up for a kiss like Wesley had expected he slid
slower, letting his tongue trail over his lover's puckered entrance.
While he loosened the tense muscles with his tongue, Gunn reached
under the coffee table, wondering whether
the lube and condoms they had always stored there would still be
present.

They were. While his
mouth coaxed a keening sound from his lover Gunn coated his fingers
with lube, before placing a last teasing kiss at his lover's
entrance. Wes was already panting heavily, bucking his hips as Gunn
pushed the first finger into his body.

So wanton. His beautiful Englishman was wriggling around, trying
to pull his finger deeper into his body. Adding a second one Gunn
pushed them deeper, finding the tiny nub of Wes' prostate. His
lover's resulting cry was a mix of swearwords and his name, cursing
him for the pleasurable torture he inflicted.

A grin spreading over his face Gunn massaged his lover's prostate,
reveling in the breathy moans falling from
Wes' mouth. Bending down he managed to capture the drop of pre-cum
that had appeared at the tip of his lover's cock, enjoying the taste
of him.

Mmh. Not able to wait any longer Gunn withdrew his fingers,
planning to finally replace them with his cock. Moaning in loss Wes
eagerly spread his legs, placing them around his lover's waist.
Quickly slicking his cock Gunn entered Wes' body.

God. How he had missed this. The absolute heat and tightness of
Wes' surrounding him perfectly. He couldn't help but look down,
watching his cock slide in and out of his lover's body as he moved.
Beautiful. Almost as beautiful as the look on Wes' face.

The Englishman's head was thrown back, his mouth opened in a
constant blissful moan, sweat pearling on his flushed skin as he
moved in sync with Gunn, trying to pull them even closer together.
His cock was trapped between their bellies, Gunn's abs providing him
the friction he needed. Wes couldn't
believe how much he had missed the feeling of being stretched and
filled, his pleasure soaring higher with each of Gunn's thrusts.

His cock and his prostate constantly stimulated,
sending waves of sensation crashing through his body. Wes couldn't
think anymore, his coherence swept away in an ecstatic
flood. But that didn't matter. All that was important was Gunn and
the orgasm rushing through his body, coloring Gunn's belly with his
cum.

He was already drifting off to sleep as Gunn's weight settled half
on top of him, a comforting blanket that allowed him to sleep
peacefully for the first time since they had fought. Whispered words
of love weren't even registered anymore, since he had already fallen
asleep.

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Ow. Wes slowly came awake, wondering where the ache in his back
was coming from. Judging from the crick his neck had developed he
must have fallen asleep on his couch. But even his still sleep-hazy
brain was able to realize that the weight on his stomach was far too
large, too heavy and too warm to be a book.

Carefully opening his eyes Wesley awoke to find Gunn's dark
chocolate gaze and a small smile directed at him. So it hadn't been a
dream. They had really made up. A sudden smile breaking out over his
face Wes tried to pull Gunn up for a kiss, that was eagerly given by
his lover.

“Hey.”

Staring at Gunn's face he didn't know what to say. Should he act
like everything was as before and if not, what was he supposed to do?
Wes was at a loss. Never before had he needed to think about
repairing a dented relationship, because if he was really honest to
himself his past partners had never mattered all that much. But Gunn
did. What was he supposed to do?

Fortunately Gunn seemed to know him better than he knew himself. A
reassuring hand appeared in his hair as his lover's soft breath
started whispering in his ear. “Hey. Why don't we stop gettin'
all stupid on each other and act like before?” Seeing
his lover's questioning gaze Gunn added: “Maybe I'll even try
to act a lil' less dumb. How 'bout it?”

The laughter bubbling up inside at the look on his lover's face
was instantaneous and freeing, breaking the ice that still seemed to
be between them. This was his lover, his friend, the man he had
started to work with, then like and then love. Gunn.

“Gods, I just love you, Gunn.”

“Love you, too. And now you' ve got to get your lazy ass off
the couch, 'cause I have some plans for us.”

“Plans?”

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He was nervous. At the moment he'd rather stand in front of a nest
of vampires and demons, than sit in his car which
was parked in front of his apartment. But nobody had ever dared to
call him a coward and Gunn wasn't about to loose that reputation.

Well, if he even had friends left with whom he could loose his
reputation after he did what he had planned to do remained to be
seen. But he owed it to Wes and to himself to finally tell them the
truth and stop hiding behind some pretty girls he barely bothered to
look at in the first place. Wes was his lover and he wasn't ashamed
of their relationship.

“Gunn, we don't have to....” Wes firmly squeezed his
hand, trying to reassure him silently.

“No, we don't have to.” Looking over at his lover Gunn
reached out his hand, tracing his lover's lips with his thumb. “But
I want to.”

Since he had said everything that had needed to be said he leaned
over to the Englishman, capturing his mouth in a firm, but still
somewhat soft kiss. He felt Wes' lips part to allow his tongue entry,
the feel and taste of his lover lending him more courage than even
the best prep talk could have done. He was ready.

Reluctantly breaking their kiss Gunn got out of the car slowly
approaching the door, Wes following him like a shadow.

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Their flat was untidy as always. Gunn couldn't help but feel
embarrassed at the state of his apartment.
He knew how Wes was, probably having an internal fit about his
lover's untidiness. But the only comment
Wesley gave him was a slightly raised eyebrow combined
with a small grin. Maybe he hadn't expected any different.

Walking into the living room he found
all his flat mates there, gathered around the tv and currently
not paying attention to it, since they were distracted by his
arrival. Wes was standing a little behind him, politely waiting for
him to greet his friends. Wondering whether
he would someday manage to get the stuffy watcher out of his lover
Gunn greeted his flat mates.

He exchanged their customary handshakes with Mike, Ramon, Vince
and Kyle, before directing his attention to Kim. Stopping himself
from wrinkling his nose at her slutty attire Gunn waited for her to
try to hug him, like she usually did. Although he couldn't see it he
was sure that Wes had a glint of jealousy in his eyes as she tried to
wrap her arms around his body. But at least this time he had a good
excuse to duck away from her.

Ignoring the pout Kim failed horribly to shape her lips into Gunn
started to speak: “I just wanted to introduce you to Wes. Mike,
Ramon and Vince, you already met him. That's Kim
and Kyle...” Gunn pointed at the mentioned people.”...the
guys I live with.”

Wes, seemingly encouraged by his lover's words had stepped next to
Gunn, carefully extending his hand to the other men. That it was
blatantly ignored by his so-called-friends was enough to cause rage
to boil up in Gunn. What right did they have to judge his lover,
before they even knew him?

Mike was the first of his flat mates,
who spoke up: “Ya know Gunn, no offense
man, but since when are you hangin' with the boring stuffy types?”

“Yeah, workin' with the vampire really must'a changed ya, if
ya rather hang with some white bread than us.”

Kyle also needed to add a comment to what his friends had said.
“They're right. Sure you've been 'round lately, but before
that: nothin'. Guess the white boy's more fun than us.”

One didn't need to be a rocket scientist to figure out what the
slight slump in Wes' shoulders meant. His lover was probably
expecting him to back out, to try to somehow save his face in front
of his friends. But there was no way Gunn was going to do that.

“Guys, you don't even know him. And if you wanna know the
truth he is more fun most of the time. Beside that: He's a friend.”

“Oh, so that's what's goin' on.” Kim piped in,
directly addressing Gunn, “You really don't get it, huh?”
Ignoring the confused faces of her friends she continued: ”The
stuck-up fag is probably thinking he has a chance with you. He's been
staring at your ass for quite some time now. As if you'd fuck a guy.”
For the next sentence her voice dropped to something she seemed to
think of as a seductive purr: “You know what's good, don't
you?”

Maybe she would have stopped had she seen the vein, that was
angrily throbbing at Gunn's temple, but she was too impressed by what
she thought of as her own cleverness to notice his rage. He had
planned to tell them gently at some time, when they had gotten to
know Wes a little better, but all his planning immediately went out
the window.

His voice just short of yelling he told her: “Yeah, I know
what's good and fucking a guy definitely is. And if you insult my
stuffy white boyfriend again, you'll pay.”

The silence was immediate. As if an atom bomb had dropped and they
where trapped in the silence of the explosion point. Now he was only
waiting for the explosion to happen. And it did. Kim was suddenly
screaming at him, calling him all kind of names he had never wanted
to hear. His other friends were less noisy, still too shocked by the
sudden revelation.

It didn't matter anyway. Gunn felt greater than he ever had
before, happiness surging through his body. He had done it. Now he
could only wait what the future would bring and if there would be
some of his friends left. Well, he knew that at least Wes, Cordy and
Angel would stay.

“If you want to reach me you know my number.” Having
said his parting words Gunn grabbed his lover's hand, turning away
from his still dumbstruck friends. He was
almost in a daze as the apartment door closed behind him, signaling
the change in his life.

Barely having gone a step his arms we're suddenly filled with an
enthusiastic Englishman, attacking his lips
with all the ferocity he could muster. Their bodies pressed close as
their tongues entwined, sealing the decision they had both made. The
decision to be together, even if it meant loosing a bit of their
past.

Finally breaking for air Gunn threw his
arm around his lover's shoulder as they walked towards the car.

“You know Wes, I think we need to buy a larger blanket.
You're always hogging it.”

Their laughter echoed in the empty hallway as they left the
building.

THE END

I've done it. And I have to admit that it was quite hard in the
end, since I actually lost interest in this pairing a while ago. But
I hate to leave stories unfinished so I just had to continue writing.
I hope that you enjoyed reading and want to say thanks to everyone
who read and reviewed. A special 'thank you' goes to Jenny_Wren,
because without her constant feedback I would have given up a lot
earlier. This is all for now and I hope you check out some of my
other stories.

Bye, darkangel985
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