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How things change... [Oct. 26th, 2006|07:49 pm]
This Dark World
[Current Location |New York City, NY]
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Wes says doing would be good for me. Keeping a detailed record of the things we do in New York City. I guess I can come back from time-to-time and look through it and remember things. Not that I have a bad memory. I don't know. Maybe he's doing it as some sort of punishment because I spilt water on one of his books.


I'm a Slayer, and this is my Slayer Diary. No, not diary. Diaries are pink books little girls write in and draw hearts on. This is a journal. How adult does that sound?

My first Watcher died so mom and I moved to Sunnydale. Not because my Watcher died, but because my parents split up and mom wanted a new start for us. And along with that new start came a new Watcher. God, she was a hag. She was mean to all of us, and lectured me for hours about my true calling.

Finally, the Council bought a clue and fired her. That's about the time Faith showed up but this isn't about Faith. It's about Wes, who became my new Watcher. Sure, he was all stuffy, but he was a lot nicer than that other one. I can't even say her name without shuddering. Anyway, Wes was a lot nicer, and better on the eyes.

Faith didn't like him, but I did. As did Cordy, who batted her eyelashes a few times and soon Wes was all over her. Will said I was jealous, but I wasn't! At least not that much. Okay, I was really jealous because I wanted Wesley to look at me like that!

Long story short, we destroyed the school. And along with destroying it, we closed the Hellmouth for good. Faith went to prison for murder, Will went to Stanford, Xan stayed in Sunnydale, and I moved to New York City to go to Columbia University.

New York City is amazing with all its different cultures. It also has some nasty vamps, which I met two weeks after moving here. I really thought I was going to get away from slaying here, but I guess not. And to make matters worse, there was something strange going on and I knew I couldn't handle it myself.

I thought about calling Angel, but he would've brooded instead of helping so I called Wes. And he came out to help. That was a year ago.

I can't believe it's been a year.

Not like Wes and I have been together this entire time. We did get an apartment together because it's hard to hide my weapons in a dorm room. The apartment's nice, but kind of crowded. We bumped into each other a lot. And that high school crush? Yeah, it was still there and that made living with him even harder but I managed...almost.

We were busy though with fighting off demons and vamps. It was hard to go to college and be a Slayer so I cut back on the class load. Wes and I even started our own little business. Clients meet us at O'Dell's Coffee Shop. It was hard at first but now people respect us and are always asking us for help. And we make money, which is always of the good.

As for Wes and I...well, it took us a while to get there but we're finally dating. It was weird at first but now it's good. There was a lot of giggling but we got over that. And we no longer sleep in different rooms. And I'm sure you didn't need to know that. But, I like him...a lot. More than a lot. I love him but I just haven't told him yet.

And I'm so sure this isn't what this journal is for. I'm probably supposed to be recording all the big beasties we've killed. I can't help it! I'm a girl...in a relationship...with a hot British guy. Can you blame me? After crushing on him for almost two years, we're finally together. And he's not Angel.

With a sigh, Buffy closed the journal and stretched out on the bed. Wes and her had just gotten back from killing a Sl'tek demon, in the rain. It's been cold and Buffy had went straight to bed to warm up. Once she'd gotten settled, she finished with her calculus homework and picked up the blank journal.

Now, she was wondering why Wes hadn't came to bed yet. After setting the journal on top of her school books, she slipped out of the bed. She shivered again and picked up the blanket and wrapped it around her body. Buffy didn't know if she'd ever get warmed up.

Stepping out into the living room, she smiled when she saw Wes on the couch, surrounded by books. She went over to him and sat down beside him. "Why haven't you came to bed yet?" she asked as she picked up one of the books and made a face at the picture in it. "You would want to look at this than cuddle with me?"

She gave him an amused look before softly kissing his cheek.

[User Picture]From: gfs_wesleypryce
2006-10-27 03:49 am (UTC)
When they had arrived back at the flat after dealing with the Sl'tek demon, Wesley had got a towel from the bathroom and gone into the kitchen to make some tea while Buffy went into the bedroom. Something had been niggling in the back of his mind the entire way, so when he had returned to the lounge, drink in hand, he had found himself pulling out one of his books and sitting down on the couch.

One book had become two books, and soon two books had turned into practically his whole library coming down off the shelf. His tea had long turned cold, forgot on the coffee table.

And he still hadn't found what he was looking for.

Suddenly, he felt Buffy sitting down beside him and blinked in surprise, looking over at her. His fingers moved up to push his glasses up on his nose, only to poke between his eyes. He was still getting used to that - after he had lost his glasses during one of their recent fights, Buffy had convinced him to get contacts. It felt strange sometimes not having the spectacles sitting on his face anymore.

"I'm sorry about that, love," he told her, wrapping his arm around her as he put the book in his hand on the table. "Cuddling with you sounds much more enjoyable than all this, actually. There was just something that had been bugging me about the Sl'tek demon. They're usually not this aggressive, not this time of year anyway. I was trying to see if I could find any reference to any factors that might break its normal cycle, but I haven't been able to find anything concrete."

Shaking his head, he took the book she had picked up and placed it on the other one he had just set aside before cupping his hand to her neck and giving her a slow kiss. When they parted, he stood and helped her up from the couch.

"I'll look again tomorrow while you're in class. Perhaps I'll find something I missed," he told her, leading her toward the room they now shared. "In the meantime, I think I'd much rather be in bed with my girlfriend."
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From: notangelsbitca
2006-10-27 11:20 pm (UTC)
When Wesley started on about how the demon wasn't acting right, Buffy's brow creased in worry. She'd been a Slayer long enough to know when demons started to act differently, something wasn't right. Demons, unlike humans, were predictable. She was almost tempted to pick up a few of the books herself, but was distracted by Wesley kissing her.

And all thoughts of research flew out the window.

"Bed sounds nice," she said, standing. Another shiver ran through her body and sighed. "I've been cold since coming back. I hope I'm not coming down with something."

Buffy allowed him to lead her to the bedroom. Her school books and journal were sitting on the bed and she gave him a sheepish look. "I'm picking up bad habits from you, Wes," she said before picking up the books and shoving them into her book bag. Mornings were sometimes hectic around there, and since she rode the subway to school, she had to leave early for class. Whoever invented a calculus class at nine in the morning was crazy!

Once the books had been cleared off, Buffy climbed into the bed and waited for Wes to join her. When he did, she snuggled close to him and ran her fingers through his hair. "It's been thirty days since I started taking my birth control," she murmured before nuzzling his neck. When they had started to sleep together, Buffy had suggested she take care of the birth control. Condoms were nice but she wanted to feel all of him, and she didn't think either of them were ready for a baby.

"I spoke to the doctor this morning and she said it's safe for us now," Buffy said as she gave Wes a smile.
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[User Picture]From: gfs_wesleypryce
2006-10-29 05:14 am (UTC)
When Buffy mentioned that she was picking up his bad habits, Wesley chuckled softly, shaking his head. He had never used to be so scattered about his books; in fact, before he had arrived in Sunnydale, he had been quite exacting about keeping books in order and neat. But after spending time researching in real world situations where often they didn't have time to consider such nicities as keeping things straight when they had to find something and then go, he had become quite a bit less fastidious about things.

Which had rather degenerated beyond that as time had gone on. His father would have been disgusted, he was sure.

Of course, he didn't want to think of his father now. Not when he was climbing into bed with his beautiful girlfriend, another little situation that would have made his father throw a paddy if he knew what was going on between them. Not that he really had to worry about the Council and its archaic rules anymore - he hadn't been a member since after he been thrown off due to what had happened in Sunnydale.

All thoughts of fathers and councils and rules flew out the window when Buffy cuddled up to him and started nuzzling his neck. He moaned softly, realizing what she was saying meant. He never wanted to put Buffy in a situation she - nor he - was ready for, so he hadn't minded wearing the condoms, but knowing that he didn't have to anymore...

"I quite like the sound of that," he told her.

After nudging her head up gently so he could kiss her, he then ran his hand over her pyjama top to cup her breast through the thin material. Swiping his thumb over her nipple, he smiled against her lips when he felt it harden underneath his touch. He wanted to touch her skin, though, so he pulled away for a moment and pulled her top over her head, tossing it away with a grin.

"I know you said you were cold, but I think this should warm you up nicely," he told her before tracing his finger around her areole.

He kissed her again before dipping his head to trace a line down her neck with his tongue. When he reached her collarbone, he continued with kisses until he reached her nipple, which he sucked into his mouth, teasing it as he continued to massage and tease the other one with his fingers.
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From: notangelsbitca
2006-10-29 07:19 am (UTC)
Buffy liked it when Wesley touched her. Sometimes, she wanted to pinch herself to make sure all of this was real. Her former Watcher was now her lover, and boyfriend. “God, Wes,” she moaned when he cupped her breast. She shuddered under his touch and moaned, wanting more. “I think you can probably warm me up.”

As Wes started to kiss her neck before moving down, Buffy moved her hand down to his crotch. Her fingers traced over his erection before cupping it. She couldn’t wait to feel him inside of her without the barrier of a condom. Moving her hand up, she undid his jeans and carefully unzipped them. Buffy then slipped her hand into his boxers and wrapped her fingers around his cock.

“Someone’s excited,” Buffy said with a smirk.

Suddenly, her cell phone started to ring and she sighed. It was setting on the bedside table so, with her hand still around his cock, she looked at the caller ID. It was her mother and she sighed. “I have to take this or she’ll keep calling, hon,” Buffy said as she released Wesley’s cock and pushed talk.

“Hi, mom,” she said.

“Hi, Buffy. Just calling to see how things were going. I sent Wesley and you a care package today. With some cookies, and some pots and pans for your apartment,” Joyce said. “The two of you cook, right?”

“Yes,” Buffy said. They cooked...toast. “Look, can I call you back tomorrow? I’m studying for a biology test.” She had to bite back a giggle at her lie.

“Oh, sure, sweetie. I’ll be gone until the evening, but call when you can. Give Wesley my love.”

“I will,” Buffy said before saying goodbye. She ended the call and looked down at her boyfriend. “My mom says hi and she sent us a package because she apparently thinks we cook a lot.” She then gave him a smile before going back to stroking his cock.
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[User Picture]From: gfs_wesleypryce
2006-10-30 05:37 am (UTC)
"Of course, I'm excited, love," Wesley murmured against Buffy's skin, groaning at the feel of her fingers wrapped around him. "I'm with you."

When the phone started ringing, however, he sighed and looked up. Some people had unbelievable timing. No, strike that - Buffy's mother had unbelievable timing. He stayed where he was, listening to her half of the conversation, which didn't actually consist of much as she was obviously wanting to end the call as soon as possible.

He laughed a bit when she told him what Joyce was doing. "I'm not certain what kind of cooking she thinks we do," he told her before letting out a slight hiss when she took his cock in hand again. "I don't think, though, that it's the same as what we're doing now..."

He dipped his head again and took her nipple into his mouth, teasing it before switching over. His hips bucked foward slightly into her hand; it felt so good when she did that to him. As he kissed his way back up to her lips, his hand caressed down to the waistband of her pyjamas, sliding underneath for a moment.

"I think we're both wearing too many clothes still," he told her.

Sitting up, he pulled his jeans off along with his boxers, leaving him naked now since he had taken off his shirt after they had got home. He then slid her bottoms off, tossing them to the floor with his discarded clothes. Running his hand back up the inside of her legs, he nudged them apart when he reached her thighs and delved into her warm folds, finding her clit and rubbing it. With a smile, he leaned down to kiss her again, realizing that soon he'd be inside her without a condom between them.
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[User Picture]From: gfs_wesleypryce
2006-11-05 06:37 am (UTC)

There was a word he never thought he'd ever hear someone saying in reference to being with him. Of course, before he had been with Buffy, he hadn't thought that he would really find anyone who would want to be with him. So much had changed with her, though.

"I think I'm the lucky one personally," he told her before they settled down to bed. "I love you too. Very much."

As Buffy fell asleep, he looked over at the clock with a sigh. It really was late - something that was starting to worry him. Things hadn't been anywhere near this busy when they had first started helping people out. That was part of the reason he had been worried about the Sl'tek demon's change of behavior. It seemed indicative of a bigger pattern, and it wasn't something he really liked to contemplate.

His mind spun for a bit longer, going through all the things that had been happening recently - demon attacks, vampire activity, magic use - until finally, he fell asleep, still holding Buffy.

When the alarm went off, he groaned and shifted as Buffy slipped out of bed. He was sure he hadn't gotten much more than four hours of sleep, if that. When he felt her come back to bed, though, he looked up at the clock.

"Did they cancel classes?" he asked tiredly in confusion as he wrapped his arms back around her before he fell asleep again.

Suddenly, he woke up again, realizing that Buffy was still there when he looked over at the clock. A couple of hours had passed since he had last looked. That hadn't been a dream. "Buffy...your class. Oh, lord, if your mum finds out, she's going to kill me for letting you miss it. Please tell me you didn't have a test today?"
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From: notangelsbitca
2006-11-05 07:02 am (UTC)
Buffy was having a wonderful dream. Wes and her were out in the middle of a meadow, naked, and making love. It was so warm and nice. Wesley was whispering words of love and asking about....tests? Opening her eyes, Buffy saw that she wasn't in the meadow, but in their bed. She lazily blinked at Wes before looking at the clock.

"No tests," she muttered as she rubbed her eyes. "And my mom won't care. It's the first time I've missed class all semester." She yawned and tried to shake the sleep from her head. "When I woke up, I had a really bad headache and my muscles hurt. We haven't been getting a lot of sleep lately, Wes, and I'm exhausted. Being a Slayer takes a lot out of you."

Buffy sat up in bed and rubbed her eyes again. "I still have thirty minutes to e-mail the professor. She says if you e-mail her before class, she'll send the notes." She slipped out of bed and padded to the laptop they had in the living room. While it was logging on, she went to the fridge and poured herself a glass of orange juice.

After sending the e-mail, she wrapped a blanket around her before stepping out of the apartment to get the newspaper. She plopped down on the couch and flipped through it, searching the headlines. Suddenly she found one. "Hey, Wes? Listen to this: 'Yesterday afternoon, in the 400th block of 36th street, several residents reported find snakes in their bathtubs and sinks'." She looked up at him. "That's the area where we fought the demon last night."
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[User Picture]From: gfs_wesleypryce
2006-11-09 04:32 am (UTC)
When Buffy said she didn't have a test, Wesley let out a soft sigh of relief. It was silly to worry, Buffy could take care of herself after all, but he didn't want to be accused of being a bad influence on her.

"I'm sorry, love," he said when she mentioned her aches and pains. He knew how much it took to be a Slayer. "Let me get you something for the pain."

While she went out to send the e-mail to her professor, Wesley went into the bathroom and searched through the medicine chest for the pain tablets. When he found them, he brought them out and set them in front of Buffy while she was writing her e-mail, then went into the kitchen to heat up some water for a pot of tea. By the time he finished and brought the tea out along with a cup of coffee for Buffy if she wanted it as well as some muffins, she had the newspaper and was looking through it.

He furrowed his brow and sat down next to her to look at the article she was referring to. "And I wouldn't imagine that snakes would be a usual thing to find in a busy burrough of New York City," he said, shaking his head. "This is getting too strange. Since it's the largest city in America, there's going to be a lot of underground demon activity as a rule, but nothing that should indicate the kind of things we've been seeing."

Leaning back, he reached up and rubbed the back of his neck for a moment. "I'm starting to think perhaps that my books aren't going to offer up enough information. There's a bookshop about five blocks from here that specializes in occult and demonology. I think I should head over and see if they have any books. And maybe we should go over the coffee shop - someone might have heard something as well."

He gave her a soft smile and reached over to rub her back. "If you're feeling up to it, of course. We could wait until later this afternoon, or I could go on my own."
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From: notangelsbitca
2006-11-09 05:29 am (UTC)
Buffy took the pills and washed them down with some coffee as Wes started talking about going to some bookstore. She sighed and glanced toward the window. It was still gray and rainy out. Buffy knew this was important but she wanted to stay home and snuggle with Wes instead. Between fighting demons, him researching and her studying, it was a rare thing to have a day to themselves.

Standing from the couch, she let the blanket slip off her body. Buffy reached out and took Wesley's hand into hers. "We can go later. Right now I want to spend time with the man I love," she said before leading him to the shower. She pulled open the shower curtain and turned on the water.

She then turned around and grinned at Wes. Moving closer to him, Buffy wrapped her arms around him and pulled his down for a deep kiss. She moved back until she felt the edge of the counter against her back. Buffy broke the kiss long enough to pull herself up on the counter. She then wrapped her legs around his waist and smiled. "Isn't this better than looking for books?" she asked.
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[User Picture]From: gfs_wesleypryce
2006-11-11 04:10 am (UTC)
Raising his eyebrows, Wesley allowed Buffy to pull him from the couch, knowing that she could lift him up if she really wanted to. Without question, he walked with her into the shower, smiling when she turned on the water. Their showers always tended to turn into make-out sessions, so when she turned around and pre-empted it all by kissing him, he couldn't help but chuckle a bit as their lips touched.

Of course, the chuckle quickly died away as her tongue slipped into his mouth, a low groan rumbling in his chest. When they finally broke apart, he found Buffy pulling herself up onto the counter and returned her smile when she pulled him to her.

"Oh, definitely," he agreed, reaching up to caress his hand over her bare shoulder. "My beautiful girlfriend versus books? Beautiful girlfriend is going to win everytime."

Leaning forward, he kissed her as his fingers trailed down her chest to her breast, cupping it gently and teasing the nipple. He felt it immediately start to harden under his touch, and himself as a result.

"There are definite advantages to not having to use condoms anymore," he murmured softly against her lips as his fingers continued moving down across her body.
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[User Picture]From: gfs_wesleypryce
2006-12-25 04:08 am (UTC)
Wesley groaned as he felt Buffy push against his hand, her muscles contracting around his fingers. She was so hot, in so many ways. And hearing her list off the naughty things she had done caused him harden, especially when she mentioned wanting to touch him when they had been working together in Sunnydale. He had forced himself not to think about her that way at the time, knowing how much trouble he would have got into, but now, looking back on it, he couldn't help but wonder what that might have been like.

"You have been very naughty, Buffy," he told her, his voice low and rough when she trapped his fingers inside her. His cock was fully erect, almost aching, now, and he wanted her badly. "You'll always be naughty, won't you? Performing sexual acts on your boyfriend, letting him touch you and lust for you..."

He removed his hand from her since she had let him go and moved up behind her. Grasping her hips, he position himself at her entrance and pulled her back, impaling her on his cock. "And fuck you," he whispered.

He began thrusting into her hard and fast. She felt so good, her tight warmth wrapped around his cock. Letting out a moan of pleasure, he reached around her and found her clit, rubbing it as he continued to speed up his movements.

"You said you'd scream," he said, snapping his hips forward. "Is that was naughty girls do? Show me how naughty you are - scream for me, Buffy."
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From: notangelsbitca
2006-12-28 05:33 am (UTC)
“I’ll always be naughty for you, Wes. You and only you,” Buffy whispered. “Always.” She knew she was basically saying she wanted to be with him forever, and she didn’t care. Buffy had never felt this way about anyone before, not even Angel, and she’d be lying if she said she never thought about marrying Wesley and settling down.

But, before she could think anymore about it, Buffy felt herself being pulled back. When Wesley thrust his cock into her. She gasped loudly and wrapped her fingers around the sheet of the bed. “Wesley…” she groaned as he started to thrust into her. She pushed back against him, moaning with each thrust.

His demand to hear her scream, made Buffy’s body start to shake. No one had ever made her feel this way before. She felt the perfect balance between love and ecstasy. Only Wes could make her feel that and she didn’t want to lose it. She didn’t want to ever live a day without him. Buffy wanted to know what forever was like and she wanted it to be with him.

She started to skate the edge and her eyes screwed shut. “Wes…gonna…fuck…”

Buffy tried to finish her sentence but her body started shake and spasm. “Wesley!” she yelled as she panted. The orgasm continued to move through her body and she took a deep breath. “We should get married…”
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[User Picture]From: gfs_wesleypryce
2007-02-08 02:41 am (UTC)
The noises Buffy made and the way she moved spurred Wesley to move faster within her. Though he'd never hurt her, couldn't imagine ever doing anything that would hurt her, he wanted to hear her scream. He wanted to that knowledge that he was the man who made her feel this way - that he made her feel the way she made him feel that. There were times he wanted to scream from the rooftops that he loved Buffy Summers, that he would always love her.

There were times he wanted to make sure the whole world knew.

Soon, he felt her beginning to shudder and tighten around him, knowing that she was close. He was getting close as well, his pleasure rising with every stroke. A moment later, he was rewarded with her scream, and she clenched around him, trapping him. Her orgasm brought his on its heels. With a hoarse cry, he exploded within her, collapsing over her. He continued to twitch as she spoke.


Opening his eyes, he looked down at her. Had she just said...? Slowly, he slipped out of her and sat on the bed, pulling her over to sit on his lap, looking into her eyes. "You want to...you want to marry me?" he asked softly, cupping her face with his hand and rubbing his thumb across her bottom lip.

At one point, he didn't think he'd ever get married since his job, being a Watcher, was the center of his existence. It was all he had known. He had to focus on what he had to do and forget his own life and wants.

Until he had met Buffy. Now, she was his life. She was what he had prepared for, and she gave him so much more than he had ever dreamed. He didn't care that they were breaking tradition or that they weren't supposed to be like this. All he wanted now was in his arms.

"I think we should too," he told her before tilting her head to kiss her deeply.
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From: notangelsbitca
2007-02-11 06:50 am (UTC)
Once the words were out of her mouth, Buffy grimaced. What in the heck was she thinking? Wesley wouldn't want to marry her. She was too young and a Slayer. Slayers rarely lived long enough to get married and have children. They weren't supposed to marry their Watchers, and she was pretty sure Wesley was going to laugh at her.

When he sat up and pulled her to his lap, she waited for him to let her down. Buffy looked at him and opened her mouth to tell him to forget about it when he spoke first. Wait, what? Wesley wanted to marry her? "You better not be teasing me. I can kick your butt all over the place, you know," she said, giving him a stern look.

But, when he kissed her, Buffy suddenly knew he was being serious. Breaking the kiss, she stared at him and then smiled. She had always dreamed of getting married. Those dreams were put on hold when she was with Angel, but now with Wesley it was different. Maybe she was damned to be the Slayer for her rest of her life but she was going to love Wesley as if she had forever.

"I love you," she murmured before wrapping her arms around him. She held him for a few moments before remembering they had plans. "Not to sound like you, but we really need to get to the bookstore and see what's up with the big bads."
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[User Picture]From: gfs_wesleypryce
2007-04-13 02:44 am (UTC)
Even though he knew she was being serious, Wesley couldn't help but chuckle when Buffy threatened to kick his arse if he was messing with her and shook his head. He would never do that to her. Ever. "I'm not taking the mickey, love. I really do want to marry you."

After their kiss broke, he returned her smile, running the back of his hand over her temple. He wasn't sure when they'd find time or where they'd get married, but he knew that they would. They'd make the time. They'd find the place. And it would be everything they wanted. This was their life together, and it nothing else mattered.

"I love you too," he murmured, holding her close and resting his head to hers. He would have been content to stay there for the rest of the day until she reminded him that they had to go to the bookstore. They definitely needed to do that. And he needed to find a shop where he could find Buffy a ring. Even if she couldn't wear it when she was slaying, he wanted her to have one.

Gently nudging her off of him, Wesley went back to the bathroom and grabbed some flannels, bringing them back and using them to clean both of them off. Once he had, he headed to the closet to get some clothing since it wouldn't due for them to go out naked.

"Is it still raining or has it finally stopped," he asked as he pulled a shirt and pair of trousers off some hangers.
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