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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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Spoilers: Angel episode
#39: 'Disharmony'

This is set after the
episode 'Disharmony'. The story will be AU from now on.

Chapter 7 – Harmony

Wesley was sitting at
his desk sulking, when Gunn entered his office. Walking over to his
lover, he quickly captured his lips in a passionate kiss, before
hopping on top of the desk. “What happened to Cordy? She was
all cheery and happy, when I arrived.”

“Angel has given her clothes.”

Scanning Wesley's still
sulking face, he asked: “And this is a bad thing, because?”

“I thought he had learned his
lesson, that trust can't be replaced so easily. But Cordelia's
obviously can.”

Gunn got off the desk
and straddled Wes' hips, the office chair creaking under their
combined weight. “Maybe you need a little cheering up, too?”
Their lips met in another passionate kiss, while Wesley slowly slid
his hands under Gunn's shirt. Lightly pinching his lover's nipples,
he could feel the small nubs harden under his ministrations.

The moan that escaped
Gunn's mouth was swallowed by Wesley, who greedily explored his
lover's mouth. Their tongues were battling for dominance, sensually
rubbing against each other. While their lips were occupied with their
erotic dance, Gunn's hands started to unbutton Wesley's shirt.

Breaking their kiss,
the Englishman moaned, but Gunn quickly put a hand over his lips,
effectively silencing him. “Shh...Cordy's still outside.”
Wesley looked like he wanted to stop their little session, but when
Gunn's fingers started rubbing his hardened cock through his pants
all thoughts of stopping quickly left his mind.

Wesley pulled Gunn's
shirt over his head, before getting rid of his own. He watched with
fascination as his light fingers teased hardened, coffee-colored
nipples, drawing a groan from his lover. Gunn's hard cock was
pressing against his own groin, so he experimentally thrust up,
drawing another moan from the darker man's mouth.

Impatient to quicken
the pace, Gunn slid off of Wes' lap and went down to his knees.
Letting his fingers trail along the insides of Wesley's thighs, he
opened his lover's zipper and quickly pulled down his pants and
underwear. The Englishman was panting heavily, when Gunn placed a
teasing lick on the tip of his hard shaft, getting a slight taste of
the pre-cum gathered there.

Allowing Wes' cock to
slide deeper into his waiting mouth, he gently massaged the sides
with his tongue. His lover's wanton moans were urging Gunn to go
faster and take him deeper, but he was intent on teasing his
Englishman a little bit longer. The taste of pre-cum wetting his
tongue, caused his own cock to throb with anticipation, but he forced
down his own need, wanting to draw out his sensual torture.

Wesley let his hands
slide over Gunn's scalp, frantically struggling for control. The wet
suction on his cock was pushing him closer to his climax as he tried
to contain the moans, that spilled from his throat. He knew, that he
had to keep quiet or Cordelia would hear them, but that only
heightened his arousal. He hadn't even known, that he had such an
exhibitionistic streak. But then Gunn took him fully down his throat
and all coherent thoughts were wiped out of his head.

Just a little more and
his lover would finally loose it. Gunn could feel Wes' cock throbbing
in his mouth, knowing how close to orgasm his lover was. He was about
to go in for the kill, when they suddenly heard Cordy's voice just in
front of the door.

“I'll quickly say 'bye' to
Wes' and then I'm gone. By the way, have you seen Gunn? He ain't here
and I didn't notice him leaving.”

Suddenly snapped out of his lust induced stupor, Wesley
frantically buttoned his shirt, while Gunn hid under the table. He
only hoped, that Cordy would leave quickly, because he hadn't managed
to button his trousers, when she opened the door.

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Cheerful grin spread over her face, Cordelia opened the door.
Wesley was huddled over his desk, reading. Well, what had she
expected. Although she liked him, she was of the opinion that the
stiff Englishman really needed to go out more. Whenever she came into
his bureau, he was focused on his books.

“Hey Wes. I'm heading out. You should go home, too. Those
stuffy old books won't fall to dust till tomorrow.”

“Mmh, yes...um, that's a good idea.”

“I mean it. You need to do something besides reading your
books. Go out, find a new girlfriend...”

She trailed off. It almost looked as if Wesley was blushing. But
Cordelia quickly dismissed that thought. Wesley never went out, so
there was no way, he could have found somebody after Virginia left.
The break-up had been something Cordelia had wondered about, because
afterwards Wes seemed far more cheerful than before.

“I almost forgot. Have you seen Gunn?”

“N-no...um..no, I haven't. I think he already left earlier.”

“That's strange. I didn't see him leave. Well, I'll go then.
Bye Wes.”

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Wesley breathed a sigh of relief, when Cordy finally closed the
door behind herself. His former arousal had completely vanished from
the fear of being caught. He wasn't sure, if he would have been able
to live with the embarrassment of being caught with his pants down
and Gunn hiding under the table.

“She gone?”

“Yes, you can come out again.”

Scrambling out from under the desk, Gunn dryly commented on the
situation: “That was one hell of a mood killer. How 'bout we
head home?” Wesley watched as Gunn pulled his shirt over his
head, before settling his own ruffled appearance.

“Yes, let's go.” Buttoning his own pants, Wesley
pressed a quick kiss to Gunn's lips. He grabbed his walking stick,
before following his lover out of the office.

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Gunn was stretched out on Wes' couch, idly flicking through the tv
channels, while Wesley was comfortably sitting between his legs,
reading one of his dusty old demonology books. Finally giving up on
the tv, after being unable to find something that interested him,
Gunn tried to capture his lover's attention.

“Cordy, was kinda right, you know.”

“Huh?” Wes was still concentrated on his book, barely
paying attention to what Gunn was telling him. Slightly irritated at
being ignored, Gunn replied: “When she said, that you need to
get out more. We could go to a concert or somethin'.”

When Wesley didn't reply right away, Gunn plucked the book from
his hands and hid it behind his back. Looking slightly scandalized,
Wesley protested, turning around in Gunn's embrace.

“Gunn, I was reading.”

“I know. And I asked you a question. So, we going out
sometime?”

“Sure. Do I get my book back now?”

“Only if I get a kiss.” Grinning broadly, Gunn
expectantly looked at his lover, who was now perched on his lap.

Sliding his hands around Gunn's neck Wes pressed their lips
together, demanding entry into his lover's mouth. Their tongues
sensually rubbed together, slightly fighting for dominance. When a
moan escaped Gunn's mouth, Wesley quickly plucked the book from his
unsuspecting fingers, before breaking the kiss and turning around
again, a triumphant look plastered on his face.

TBC...
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