Wesley thought about it for a second, Connor seemed relaxed and in control
but he could feel him trembling against him. Maybe he thought he couldn't
turn back now.
"Connor your drunk.and ever so slightly insane. I'm sorry this is my fault
we'll pretend this didn't happen okay?". Connor pulled back:
"Fine", Connor said looking back at the warm glow of the fire dancing
around the dark room.
"Connor. I. I have to stop this because if I.if I", he couldn't end his
sentence.
"What?", Connor asked concerned.
"If I start I won't be able to stop". Connor laughed.
"That's pathetic!".
"Fuck you!", Wesley answered trying to sound as stern as possible, feeling
quite betrayed at Connor's laughter. Connor smiled.
"Hey, is that a promise?". Wesley smiled. The idea of Connor flirting
with him itself was beyond ridiculous but he figured why not? They'd both
gone insane and left their security forever now. They'd accepted the truth
which sadly meant that they would loose friends, but there was no stopping
it now. He lent into Connor slowly keeping eye-contact, ensuring himself
that Connor wanted it, but it didn't matter anyway because he had his arm
around Connor's back pulling him into him as he softly kissed him.
Connor couldn't believe it the softness of Wes's lip the soothing flow of Wes's tongue against his, it was so surreal. A dream, he laughed at his own thoughts, might as well be a wet dream. Eyes shut he pulled Wes's clothing off still lost in their kiss, in the depths of the Englishman's mouth. He tasted so good. Like nothing he'd ever experienced. Slowly he moved from the embrace and kissed down Wes's body, neck, chest, the tender of his belly and now he licked and sucked at the mans thighs just beside his dick enticingly. Almost fierce, he needed this. He'd lost himself already as Wes had forced that kiss on him now he had to make Wesley loose himself.
Wesley barely watched Connor's movement he was losing himself under Connor's touch, his lips against his skin. He was dragging it out far too long, stroking Wesley's body and now gently feeling the underneath of his balls. He was so touchy it was womanish, beyond womanish. He was a tease and maybe it shouldn't have been such a big surprise considering his parents. But the sexual attraction Connor had in spades. Finally Connor licked the tip of Wesley's dick. Wesley reacted, he was going to finally release him. But to his surprise he didn't, he continued to lick and kiss the very end of him so tenderly he wanted to thrash Connor a million times for every second he persisted. Connor was indeed a dick tease and the greatest Wesley had ever encountered. God more reason to despise the beautiful devil. Connor let Wesley free in the end, after a few minutes he took Wesley's dick into his mouth fully and sucked so hard Wesley's head began to spin again as he came. This harshness had such a contrast to the tenderness he had just executed. He decided he was going to fuck Connor's brains out for this.
Connor held eye contact with Wesley during this entire encounter laughing at Wesley silently. He needed to be needed. To be wanted. And he was going to make sure of that. Wesley's face possessed a threatening love, and Connor knew he'd pissed off the man that had no trouble throwing him into a vampire. Finally Wes came all the way down Connor's throat, Connor's professionalism was almost stunted for a moment as he nearly choked on Wesley's semen. Wesley chuckled as Connor grimaced and moved back, resting against the head board. But Wesley wasn't having that, the quiet Watcher indeed had a dark side that wouldn't let Connor go. He had already became increasingly paranoid that Connor would try to leave. He'd warned Connor earlier there was no turning back now. He hated himself for what he was now, who he was. But he hated Connor more. But all of that hatred was bred only from a love which was just as ugly as it was beautiful.
"Where do you think your going?", Wesley asked Connor smoothly. Connor rested his head further down on the headboard: "Apparently to a place that makes me very dizzy". Wesley found this very funny, apparently Connor had never sucked on a guys cock before but that was okay because neither had Wesley and he'd had no intention of not going on top anyway. He had already gotten his heated erection, he surged trying to control himself on the sheets and Connor observed him with a wistfulness that reminded Wesley of a wolf. The calm ferocity they have while waiting for their fight, for their food, for life. Connor was wild. But so was Wesley and he didn't give a damn that Connor was strong or chosen he was there for the taking and he would take him. Connor was growing impatient even though mere seconds had gone by: "Wesley", he pined while against the board, he could see Wesley's blue eyes alight with ideas and tricks but Connor didn't want to play, he just wanted Wesley. His Watcher. The Rogue Demon hunter.
Connor couldn't believe it the softness of Wes's lip the soothing flow of Wes's tongue against his, it was so surreal. A dream, he laughed at his own thoughts, might as well be a wet dream. Eyes shut he pulled Wes's clothing off still lost in their kiss, in the depths of the Englishman's mouth. He tasted so good. Like nothing he'd ever experienced. Slowly he moved from the embrace and kissed down Wes's body, neck, chest, the tender of his belly and now he licked and sucked at the mans thighs just beside his dick enticingly. Almost fierce, he needed this. He'd lost himself already as Wes had forced that kiss on him now he had to make Wesley loose himself.
Wesley barely watched Connor's movement he was losing himself under Connor's touch, his lips against his skin. He was dragging it out far too long, stroking Wesley's body and now gently feeling the underneath of his balls. He was so touchy it was womanish, beyond womanish. He was a tease and maybe it shouldn't have been such a big surprise considering his parents. But the sexual attraction Connor had in spades. Finally Connor licked the tip of Wesley's dick. Wesley reacted, he was going to finally release him. But to his surprise he didn't, he continued to lick and kiss the very end of him so tenderly he wanted to thrash Connor a million times for every second he persisted. Connor was indeed a dick tease and the greatest Wesley had ever encountered. God more reason to despise the beautiful devil. Connor let Wesley free in the end, after a few minutes he took Wesley's dick into his mouth fully and sucked so hard Wesley's head began to spin again as he came. This harshness had such a contrast to the tenderness he had just executed. He decided he was going to fuck Connor's brains out for this.
Connor held eye contact with Wesley during this entire encounter laughing at Wesley silently. He needed to be needed. To be wanted. And he was going to make sure of that. Wesley's face possessed a threatening love, and Connor knew he'd pissed off the man that had no trouble throwing him into a vampire. Finally Wes came all the way down Connor's throat, Connor's professionalism was almost stunted for a moment as he nearly choked on Wesley's semen. Wesley chuckled as Connor grimaced and moved back, resting against the head board. But Wesley wasn't having that, the quiet Watcher indeed had a dark side that wouldn't let Connor go. He had already became increasingly paranoid that Connor would try to leave. He'd warned Connor earlier there was no turning back now. He hated himself for what he was now, who he was. But he hated Connor more. But all of that hatred was bred only from a love which was just as ugly as it was beautiful.
"Where do you think your going?", Wesley asked Connor smoothly. Connor rested his head further down on the headboard: "Apparently to a place that makes me very dizzy". Wesley found this very funny, apparently Connor had never sucked on a guys cock before but that was okay because neither had Wesley and he'd had no intention of not going on top anyway. He had already gotten his heated erection, he surged trying to control himself on the sheets and Connor observed him with a wistfulness that reminded Wesley of a wolf. The calm ferocity they have while waiting for their fight, for their food, for life. Connor was wild. But so was Wesley and he didn't give a damn that Connor was strong or chosen he was there for the taking and he would take him. Connor was growing impatient even though mere seconds had gone by: "Wesley", he pined while against the board, he could see Wesley's blue eyes alight with ideas and tricks but Connor didn't want to play, he just wanted Wesley. His Watcher. The Rogue Demon hunter.