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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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Loki: Thanks for reviewing. The original episodes will get less
important during the next chapters, since this will become an AU
anyways. So it doesn't really matter, if you can't remember the
episodes. Just hold on till then.

Jenny_Wren: Thanks for your review. I won't despair and I'll
definitely keep writing, because I hate to leave a story unfinished.

Spoilers: Angel Episode #38: 'Epiphany'

This is set during the episode 'Epiphany',
after Angel rescues Wes, Cordy and Gunn from the Skilosh.

Chapter 6 – Finally together

“Bye, Cordy.”

Wesley and Gunn had driven her home after their encounter with the
Skilosh demons. Looking tired from physical as well as emotional
drainage, Cordy just waved at her two colleagues before closing her
door.

When they were driving once again, Wesley spoke up: “Can we
go to your place? Mine is covered in demon slime.”

“Um...I live together with some friends...and...” Gunn
trailed off: “And a lil' bit of demon slime is nothing, so we
can go to your place.”

“You could simply tell me, that you don't want your friends
to know about us.” Wesley sounded hurt and slightly angered.

Reaching over to his lover, Gunn stroked his thigh: “Wes.
That got nothing to do with you. They just...they don't know I prefer
blokes and I don't know how they'd react.” That wasn't exactly
the truth, but to tell Wes that his friends would most likely throw
him out if they knew, didn't seem like a good idea considering his
lover's mood. Gunn wondered, why Wes was so insecure about their
relationship.

“Oh, ok.”

Wes sunk back into his stony silence, completely enthralled in his
own thoughts. His fears were irrational. He was able to admit that to
himself and yet he could not get rid of them. He didn't think, he
could stand to lose Gunn now. Fortunately they reached his flat,
before Wes could sink too deep into his musings.

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Wesley was rolling his wheelchair towards his apartment door, when
Gunn started pushing him. Hating the fact that he always appeared
weak in front of his lover, the Englishman snapped: “I can do
that alone, Gunn.”.

“Chill, Wes. I know you can. I'm doing that 'cause I want
to.”

Giving up on his protests, Wes allowed Gunn to roll him into his
apartment. But instead of stopping in the living room, Gunn pushed
him right into the bedroom. The darker man grinned at the questioning
expression on Wes' face.

Squatting down in front of the
wheelchair, Gunn captured Wesley's lips in a quick kiss, before
answering his question. “Your living room is covered in slime
and we were interrupted earlier.” He was grinning once again,
but there was also a hungry expression present on his features.

It had only been a few hours since they had confessed their love
for each other, but to Wes it seemed like an eternity had passed
since then. When Gunn had left earlier, he hadn't thought, that they
would see each other again so soon, but he hadn't planned on being
attacked by Skilosh either.

Gunn gently helped him onto the bed and stretched out next to him.
Although he knew that his lover was intend on having sex, Wesley felt
way too tired and his side was aching slightly. Reaching out he drew
Gunn into a passionate, but brief kiss.

“Will you be mad at me if I tell you, that I am dead tired?”

Sighing but also shaking his head, Gunn drew the Englishman into
his arms. He was almost instantly asleep as soon as his head rested
comfortbly on Gunn's chest. Content with being used as a pillow, Gunn
combed his fingers through Wesley's hair.

He placed a kiss on the Englishman's forehead, mumbling: “I
love you.”, before going to sleep himself.

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Gunn awoke to the feeling of hands sliding under his shirt and
teasing his nipples. When he opened his eyes his lips were seized in
a passionate kiss. He looked into Wes' eyes, that reflected love and
lust at him, while their tongues battled for dominance.

Breaking the kiss, Wesley urged him to pull the shirt over his
head, revealing his muscular chest. His mouth was captured once
again, before Wes' tongue trailed lower, sliding
down his throat. Having his lover straddling his hips, like he had so
frequently done in his dreams, caused Gunn's cock to harden almost
instantly.

He moaned as Wesley caught one of his nipples between his lips,
the tiny nub pebbling under his gentle ministrations. Moving on to
the other one, Wes let his hands trail up and down Gunn's sides,
keeping his touches light and teasing.

Sliding his own hands under Wesley's shirt, Gunn urged his lover
to take it off. A request, that the Englishman happily fulfilled.
Tossing the shirt aside he once again captured Gunn's lips. Their
tongues seductively wrapped around each other, stroking and
caressing. Both of them moaned into the kiss as their breathing
quickened.

Feeling his own cock ache with need, Wesley quickened the pace of
their love-making. He slid down on Gunn's body, placing small teasing
licks, nips and kisses all over his torso. Reaching his final
destination, he swiftly unbuttoned his lover's pants and shoved them
and Gunn's underwear out of the way.

He could feel his mouth watering in anticipation as he looked at
Gunn's hardened shaft. Spreading the pre-cum oozing from the tip with
his hands, Wes was mesmerized by the contrast of their skin. He
watched his light hands sliding over Gunn's
dark flesh until his lover's needy groan pulled him out of his
trance.

Grinning far more wicked, than anybody who knew him would ever
believe him capable off, he swooped down and engulfed the head of
Gunn's cock in his wet mouth. Gunn tried to buck his hips, when his
body was suddenly awash with sensation, but Wesley effectively pinned
his hips to the bed.

Letting his lover's moans guide him, Wesley teased the tip with
his tongue. The taste of pre-cum filled his mouth, heightening his
desire. He slid his lips further down, relaxing his throat as he took
more and more of Gunn inside.

He was about to deep-throat him, when Gunn started pulling at his
hair, calling his name. “Wes, please....stop...I want
to...ah...stop.” Complying with his lover's wishes, Wes let the
cock slip from his mouth and looked at Gunn.

“Wanna...come....inside. Lube?” Gunn tried to get his
panting under control.

“In the nightstand.” While Gunn rummaged
through the drawers, Wesley got rid of his pants and boxers and
raised himself onto his knees. Gunn made a triumphant sound, when he
finally turned back around, with lube and a condom
in his hands.

“Like that? I thought I'd get to see your face, when you
come.” He playfully nipped at Wesley's shoulders, while he
coated his fingers with the lube.

“Can't bend like that at the moment, because...” The
rest of his sentence was lost in a moan as Gunn inserted his first
finger into Wesley's hole. Not encountering much resistance, he
quickly added a second.

Scissoring them, he listened to Wesley's wanton moans as he
finger-fucked him. When the Englishman suddenly cried out in
pleasure, Gunn added a third finger, relentlessly stroking Wes'
prostate. Trying to impale himself further onto Gunn's fingers,
Wesley thrust back against the intrusion, silently begging for more.

“Gunn...please. Need....need you...now.”

Quickly putting on the condom and slicking his aching cock, Gunn
leaned over Wesley's back. Whispering “I love you.” into
his lover's ear, he sheathed himself in
Wesley's tight heat. The moan, that spilled from his lips was drowned
out by Wesley's cry of mixed pain and pleasure.

“You ok, Wes?”

“Yes, get...get on.”

Unwilling and unable to deny his lover or himself any longer, Gunn
set a quick pace. He tried to hit the spot, he had found with his
fingers and was rewarded by Wesley's loud cries of passion. His
neighbors were probably getting a great audio show, but at the moment
Wes couldn't care less.

He was lost the moment Gunn started stroking his cock. The dual
sensation on his cock and his ass tumbled him over the edge. He would
have collapsed onto the mattress, but Gunn's hands held him upright.

The two of them finally fell down onto the bed as soon as Gunn was
swept away by his own climax, crying Wesley's name as he came.
Rolling onto his back, he tried to get his
breathing under control. Wesley was lying next to him, looking
relaxed and sated as the morning sun spilled over his body.

“Love you, Gunn.”

Pulling his Englishman close, Gunn captured Wesley's lips in a
chaste, yet meaningful kiss. “We need
to shower.”

“I can't shower all by myself.”

A mischievous grin spread over Gunn's
face, before he answered: “I'll help you.”

TBC...
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