Drawn From A Hat 4 (BTVS)

Title: Reclaiming
Club/Contest: Drawn From a Hat
Fandom: Buffy the Vampire Slayer
Pairing Number: 2
Pairing: Giles/Wesley
Category: Smut
AN: Hey! Look! Smut! And the next story is the continuation of this one. Just a nice little thought that popped up. Enjoy and review!

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Staring at the young man who was currently looking through his books, Giles put his own book down onto the table before him. Standing up, he walked over to him and sat next to the younger watcher.

“Wesley, what are you looking up?” he asked, his accent softened by his time with the three teenagers.

“I’m looking up that demon that Xander saw earlier,” Wesley explained, looking up and gazing at the elder water. He could remember the times that he and Giles had found comfort in one another arms, making him blush ever so lightly. Looking down, the young man cleared his throat before looking around the apartment.

“The Grandel, correct? Why? Aren’t they usually peaceful?” Giles asked, sounding rather curious. Wesley smiled at the question.

“yes, but he wants to know if he had been flirted with by a male or female,” Wesley explained before closing his book with a dull thump.

“And?” Giles prompted.

“And someone found out that he’s known as bi, but is more then likely pan sexual. It was a male and by the shade of their skin, a clan heir on top of it,” Wesley replied, smirking at his semi lover as he stood up and gathered his books.

“Xander, pan sexual?” Giles parroted, getting a laugh from Wesley.

“Yes, or at least seems to be. I know that he was flirting with a male Brakken earlier,” Wesley replied, putting up his books. “I’ve also seen him flirting with quite a few other humans and demons, so I don’t think that he’s exactly straight.”

“I see,” Giles hummed, watching the younger man move around his living room. Pushing the thoughts of Xander aside, he stood up himself and walked up behind him, wrapping the other in his arms. “How about we reconnect? I’ve missed you these long months,” he breathed into Wesleys ear, feeling him shiver in pleasure.

“Have you now?” he teased, leaning into his lover just a bit, bringing their bodies together. He had missed his lover, his sweet Giles and had tried so hard not to scream in happiness when he had been told he had been assigned to the Hellmouth. Though, the first few days had been hard on both of them.

Feeling Giles nod against his neck where the elder male had buried his face, Wesley had to smile and pull away from his arms. Looking over his shoulder, he smirked lightly and tugged off his jacket, Giles’ eyes growing dark with lust. Turning away from his lover, the younger watcher headed for the stairs and bedroom, shedding clothes as he walked. He didn’t want to lose another shirt after all.

Stepping inside the bedroom, he once more looked over his shoulder, watching Giles stalk up to him, stripped out of his own clothes. Shivering, Wesley walked to the bed, barely having time to squeak when he was jumped from behind, going down onto the mattress with a huffed laughed.

“Impatient?” he teased as he was flipped over, rough hands sliding over his body expertly, drawing him to arch into the touches.

“No, you’re just a bloody tease,” Giles growled, leaning down and sealing their mouths together, dipping his tongue past honeyed lips. Taking his time, Giles moaned softly as Wesley returned the kiss and touches, hands sliding over strong muscles covered with soft skin.

Slowly pulling away from the kiss, Giles smirked lightly at the dazed, flushed look on Wesleys face. Drawing a thumb over kiss swollen lips, he purred happily, rolling his hips down into the others, loving the sweet moan he got from the smaller man. He loved the sounds that he always got when they had gotten together and always would.

Wesley was just so damn responsive to his touches and kisses.

Putting his knowledge of his lovers body to good use, he started to stroke over the soft skin and strong muscles, teasing the other and taking his time with it. Humming soflty, Giles leaned forward and lapped at a nipple, gently teasing it into budding for him before gently sucking on it. Listening to the moans he was getting, the elder male rolled his eyes up to watch Wesleys face as he was pleasured.

It was a beautiful sight, the young mans head thrown back as his hands clung to the pillow under his head. The dark eyes that had always captivated him were shut, dark lashes against flushed cheeks and a moist, swollen mouth sat open, letting sinful sounds escape. It sent pleasure skittering down his spine.

Shifting, Giles tormented the other nipple as his hand slid down and moved one lean leg up, his fingers dancing over the firm ass. Feeling Wesley shift and spread open for him, Giles growled his pleasure as he moved down to tease his way over a twitching stomach. As his lips brushed over a twitching cock, Giles’ fingers brushed against the ring of muscle that twitched and fluttered for him.

Just brushing his lips over the tip, the elder man started to tease both cock and entrance. Purring at the moan of pleasure the action caused, Giles lapped at the head as he pressed against the entrance that protested slightly before relaxing, almost begging him to slide his fingers in. continuing to tease, just pressing and stroking the entrance, Giles finally took the others cock into his mouth, moaning quietly at the bittersweet taste of his lover. Sucking and licking over the length, the older man groaned softly at the hands that teased through his hair as he reached for the oil under the bed.

Pulling it out quickly, he slicked his fingers and finally pressed a finger into Wesley, taking care not to hurt the smaller man.

“Giles, the lean man whined, hips arching up into the fingers, begging for more. Giles couldn’t help but smirk smugly to himself about being able to draw that sound out of his lover so perfectly. Humming and going about sucking as his lover, he worked his fingers in and out of the other, adding a second and then a third when Wesley begged for them.

Lifting his head up, lips friction swollen, Giles smirked as he pulled his fingers from the grasping entrance. Sitting up on his knees, he slicked his own cock, a smirk sliding over his lips as Wesley looked down, licking his own lips in anticipation. Moving so that he was settled between the younger males legs and pressed against the loosened ring of muscle.

Waiting for them to relax for him, he pressed into others body before stopping and waiting for the muscles to relax once he was all the way in. Purring quietly, Giles bend over and brushed their lips together as Wesley panted and twitched under him. Feeling the others body relax around him finally, he rocked against Wesley, eyes hazy and dark as they watched the lean body start to feel pleasure instead of the burning pain of entry.

Reaching between them, he curled his fingers around Wesleys cock, starting to slowly stroke as he moved in and out of his lover, slick sounds filling the air around them.

The sweet tightness around him made him gasp and growl as he continued to move harder and faster in his mate. He was going to claim Wesley again, and this time make sure the younger man never got away from him.

“Never again, you’ll never leave me again,” Giles growled into Wesleys ear as he slammed into his lover.

“Never,” Wesley gasped before arching up, his body tightening around Giles’ driving cock, his own jerking as white spread over his stomach. Giles was quick to follow, filling the slim body, his own body tensing before relaxing. Gently pulling out, he shifted to lie down next to Wesley, pulling the lean body close.

“That was long over due,” Giles mused, smiling at the nod against his chest. Jumping when someone pounded on the door, he slipped off the bed, Wesley sitting up in his place.

“Giles? I need help!” Xanders voice called out, floating up through the door and up the stairs, sending Giles scrambling for a bathrobe.