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So this was originally smut, but it got deleted from this site, which is funny since this wasn't even that popular on here, but, since I wanna keep it around, I'm uploading a PG-13 version of it on here.

If you want to read the explicit version, find this fic on AO3. Same name for the fic, while my name is Aragorn_II_Elessar.

Honestly though, its annoying they deleted this fic of mine while not doing anything about some menaces on this site.

Still hate they killed Lilah. Even if she and Wesley weren't meant to be, Lilah deserved so much better than what she got. I miss her.

The start is a bit similar to my Wesley/Lilah one-shot 'All you have is me'.

This one focuses a bit more on inner monologues than the actual hot stuff but think its decent enough nonetheless.

But its inspired from another Wesley/Lilah smut fic on AO3 titled 'Lies and Promises' by 'AliceInKinkland', and that one's a lot superior to mine, you can find it on my AO3 bookmarks.

Enjoy.

Perfect that way

Wesley walked into his room, shutting the door as he looked at the mirror. He used to be clean shaven and wore glasses, and a suit.

Now, he wore casual clothes, and was unshaven, letting a stubble grow, and didn't even bother with glasses, in spite of using a lot of firearms.

He didn't even recognize the man he saw anymore. He might loathe his old friends for abandoning him, but deep down, he knew he'd brought it on himself.

If only he had spoken to someone, if only he had thought about it more.

But who would he have spoken to? Angel was the subject of the prophecy, Cordelia was on vacation with the Groosalug, and Fred and Gunn were a couple, which he almost couldn't bear, because he loved Fred.

But then again, was that a good enough reason to not talk to them? He had told Gunn that Fred had made her choice, so he should have been okay with it, right? She was happy, so why did he feel the need to interfere?

He liked to think he'd changed a lot from the pompous, arrogant Watcher who'd first come to Sunnydale, and that he had, but in other ways, he was the same.

This was like Faith all over again.

Dear God, Faith! He had messed up Angel's attempt to reach through to her, and she had gone off the deep end, even torturing him, and then gone off to prison when Buffy had interfered. At least he'd made it right with her by trying to protect her from those assassin brutes the Council had sent, at the cost of never joining them again, but he didn't have to.

Still, Faith was in prison instead of being the moral Slayer like Buffy she had always wanted to be deep down.

And Connor, the poor baby had been taken to the darkest Hell because he hadn't cared to talk to anyone, and taken it all upon himself. The poor boy had paid the price for his mistake, abused by Holtz and turned into a living weapon.

Now Angel was missing too, and Wesley had no idea what to do about it.

It was his fault, he had failed everyone he cared about, he was completely worthless. The man he was seeing in the mirror wasn't worth a thing.

With a roar of rage, he shattered the mirror with a punch, his hand bleeding.

He took a look at his bleeding hand, then turned to the closet nearby. The sound of his roar and glass breaking was loud enough to be heard if one was in the room.

Well, good thing, he guessed.

Walking to the closet, he unlocked and opened it, to reveal Lilah behind it, on her knees and gagged with her own undergarments, a collar with a chain to her neck, and her hands were bound too.

Wesley removed the bars, then kneeled towards her, smirking. "I believe you heard me just a while ago, didn't you?"

Lilah didn't give him a response, just looked at him, as if daring him to do worse, which she knew he would, and he knew she wanted him to do worse.

Well, he would.

He grabbed her by the face roughly and made her face him. "You heard me, didn't you?"

This time, Lilah gave a slight nod, as she couldn't nod all the way, what with her face being in Wesley's grip and all.

Wesley smirked and let go. "Good. So you know that I can punish you worse if I am displeased."

With that, he took the undergarments out of her mouth, allowing her to breathe through the mouth first, and then speak.

"If your worse is as good as this talking that you're doing currently, I'm not really that worried", Lilah told Wesley, enjoying the look that he had on his face.

While she liked playing as the sub in this whole thing, she wasn't completely submissive like most others. She always talked back, always. It was in her nature.

And she talked back to see how Wesley would react, how he would use his power and role in this whole thing over her.

The more she talked back, the rougher he got. And that was exactly how Lilah Morgan liked it. Drive him to use her.

Using people to get what she wanted was her favorite pastime at Wolfram and Hart, but being used after that in this manner, well it provided some balance one could say.

At least she could take a little break from all the lying and scheming for a bit, and have some fun here. Yes, it was getting fun, she'd admit that much. They were rough, aggressive, cold to each other, but they both liked this.

Now she did like her lying and scheming too, it was in her blood, but doing it 24/7 could get tiring, and besides, what better way to take a break than something like this?

Besides, it looked like her talking back to Wesley was having just the effect that she desired, based on his very displeased look, directed right at her.

Standing up, Wesley grabbed Lilah by the hair, making her look up at him as he told her. "Oh no, me talking to you was just beginning, Lilah. What I will do next will be the real deal."

Taking out a key, Wesley unlocked the collar on her, allowing Lilah to move her head freely, and she had a feeling she knew just why.

Good, the talking was nice, not in the 'nice' sort of way, but in how it affected the whole power play, but Lilah preferred getting to the act sooner rather than later.

And then Wesley partially undressed himself and had Lilah go down on him, pleasing him.

She always enjoyed it, not because of what she did, though it was good, but because she had the fantasy that doing this corrupted him a bit, and every time this happened, Wesley got a little bit darker than who he used to be before.

Because Lilah just couldn't imagine the man he was before Angel had shoved a pillow on his face being like this in the bedroom, especially with this foreplay of making her his 'closet prisoner'.

Or perhaps he had shameful fantasies like these all the time, and she had brought them out to the surface. Though she also liked the idea that she had planted all of this in him as a way to corrupt him and bring him to the dark side.

At the end of the day, either idea worked for Lilah, as long as there was some progress in these nightly activities. And there was a lot of progress for sure, neither of them could really deny it.

Well, Wesley could deny saying it, but deep down he too knew what was going on. Being reluctant to admit it did not change what was true.

Soon enough, what they were doing had a result, and Lilah looked up at Wesley as it was done.

Oh she's not going to look down like she was some slave, she was going to look into his eyes and dare him to do even more to her, because that was what really got her off, and it seemed to be working this time too, as she could feel the need to be pleased herself.

Wesley let her off, but it was obvious he had more planned.

Well, good thing still, as long as he did more to her, and brought her over the edge too, which she knew he would, quite soon as well.

"So you can use your mouth for more than just lying to people and threatening them, hmm….." Wesley commented, almost casually, in a conversational way. "Well, you have more talent than I gave you credit for."

"Oh I'm offended, Wes, you didn't get how good I was with this the last few times? Guess you're really slow to get things", Lilah taunted him with her trademark evil smirk and wink, noting his expression once more, seeing how much she could get under his skin, to make him get to the really good stuff, because when he did, there was nothing like it.

Kneeling down once more, Wesley entangled his fingers in Lilah's hair, caressing them almost gently, the two of them staring into each other's eyes, both of them trying to understand what this thing between them was.

They were supposed to be enemies, on the opposite sides of the line in this war, yet these nightly rendezvouses were a frequent thing, and by now other people on both of their sides were aware of it as well.

Yet the two of them continued doing this, without caring what the others thought. They were enemies, but they were together, and they liked doing this to each other.

And in the moment, that was all that mattered to both of them.

Wesley ran his hand down Lilah's neck, and then chest, touching her covered breasts, moving his fingers around her chest as she yelped.

God the sound of Lilah yelping was so sexy to his ears, he knew she liked it, and was truly asking for more, though he'd make her wait a little before really satisfying her needs.

He was the one in-charge after all in this game.

Wesley trailed his hand down Lilah's legs, and knew what she needed.

"Lilah, how do you make yourself so vicious when you're already so aroused before I even got to the real part of this?" Wesley asked her in a taunting tone as Lilah shook her head, chuckling internally.

While Wesley was good at doing what he did with his important parts, he really needed to work on his taunting talk more, since she found it more amusing than something to get under her skin, and she usually had comebacks in her mind for whatever he said to her.

Perhaps her comebacks would make him realize how exactly to talk down to her in a way that she did feel he was getting under her skin, and showing his own superiority to her, as if he was the owner, and she was his property.

But as things stood, she could always just talk back to him and make him get to the good stuff, this whole powerplay wasn't perfected yet, they were both at a learning curve, though at least they were learning well, as this time Wesley was better at talking than he was last time.

"Well, threatening and this are two different things, in case you couldn't tell. If that's all you got, better throw in the towel now."

And then Lilah got just what she wanted.

Grasping her by the hair, Wesley brought Lilah closer to his face. "Oh I have a lot more, as you're about to find out.

With that, he soon undressed her partly and got to the main course, Lilah enjoying it.

Even though his talking could be improved, everything else was just perfect, as Wesley was close to getting her over the edge now, and his previous actions and roughness had contributed to it.

In a while, both of them were finished, having loved it.

With that, they panted, Wesley grasping Lilah's face, gave her a passionate and gentle kiss, which actually felt loving.

Lilah returned in a similar manner. Could she have…..no!

She liked it this way, best not to overcomplicate it by bringing love into the equation.

They parted breathlessly, the game over at last, as they stared into each other's eyes.

"Planning on getting me out now?" Lilah asked.

"Yeah, sure", Wesley nodded, untying Lilah, then helping her stand up. She staggered a bit, having been in that position for a good while, but she would get more comfortable soon.

Wesley shut the closet door and both undressed each other fully, going one more round from which finished them too.

When they were done, Wesley rolled off of her, both of them panting, and Lilah climbed onto him. "Maybe I should make you a prisoner in your own home this time. Show you how its done."

"In your dreams."

"Admit it, you'll love it."

"Well, you seem to love it a lot."

She did, but she wasn't going to say it. Instead, she just bit his ear, then rolled off of him, feeling pleased.

Their dynamic would remain the same, they would please each other tremendously, and be on the opposite sides of the line, no need to involve any feelings.

It was perfect that way.

Think I did a good job this time, since I went into their heads while also having them do the act.

And well, since this was the PG-13 version, I removed everything explicit, HA! Don't think this one is descriptive enough to warrant a removal.

Hope all enjoyed and see you all next time with some other chapter.