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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
2006-10-29 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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From: notangelsbitca
2006-10-30 06:42 pm (UTC)
"At least she doesn't think I'm a virgin," Buffy said with a toothy grin. And thankfully her mom hadn't ask if Wes and her were having sex. She knew they were together but hadn't gone as far as asking about her daughter's sex life. "Besides, my mom thinks you're a gentleman and will probably wait till marriage or something lame like that. If she only knew the things you did to me."

When Wes pulled back so he could under dress them, Buffy propped herself up on her elbows so she could watch. Wesley had to be the most beautiful man she'd ever seen. She liked looking at him when he was naked, and aroused. It turned her on more than anything else. "You're so beautiful," she whispered as he finished undressing them.

She moaned when he nudged her legs apart, her clit throbbing. When he moved his hand up and started to rub her, Buffy gasped and her hips rose from the bed. "Wesley," she groaned as she moved against the movements of his fingers. Her hand reached out and started to stoke him again as they kissed.

Breaking the kiss, she looked up at him and smiled. "I think you should be inside of me," she stated, getting excited, knowing there wouldn't be a condom this time. "Like, right now."
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[User Picture]From: gfs_wesleypryce
2006-11-01 01:39 am (UTC)
Raising his eyebrow, Wesley gave Buffy a slight smirk - he was quite sure if Joyce Summers were to find out what they did together sometimes, he'd be opening the front door to a very irate mother. He had counted himself lucky that she had accepted news of their relationship so calmly, all things considered. When he had first arrived in Sunnydale to take over as Buffy and Faith's Watcher, she had been a bit - quite a bit, actually - against a strange man having to spend so much time with her daughter, even if she did know what Buffy was doing.

He decided to push aside all thoughts of Buffy's mother, however, not really wanting to think about her while he was in bed with his girlfriend. He much rather perferred to focus on touching her, moving his thumb over nub. He did so enjoy the sounds she made. And the way she looked. She said he was beautiful, but in his mind, nothing compared to Buffy. She was the beautiful one.

When she wrapped her hand around him again, he groaned into their kiss, his hips bucking into her hand. God, the things she did to him. He could feel himself starting to ache with need, so when she told him that she needed him inside her, right then and there, he wasn't going to protest.

Moving his hand away, he shifted to kneel between her legs, nudging them apart a bit more so he could settle in between them. He looked into Buffy's eyes as he took hold of her hips, realizing what was about to happen. No barrier between them.

"Ready?" he asked softly before pushing forward into her, groaning at the feel of her tightness around him. Without the condom, it was so different. So warm. Slowly, he sank deeper until he was buried to the hilt. "God, Buffy."

Leaning down, he kissed her passionately as he began to thrust into her.
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From: notangelsbitca
2006-11-01 04:30 am (UTC)
Buffy gasped out when Wesley pushed into her. He always felt so good when he was inside of her. It was like they had meant to do this, and she wanted to do this with him for as long as they could. She pressed her head against the pillow and arched up when he started to thrust into her. "Wesley..." she moaned out as she slipped her legs around his waist.

She wanted to pull him closer but remembered the last time she'd gotten overly excited. There were times when she forgot her own strength and almost broke his ribs. Wesley was only the second man she'd slept with, and she had to get used to be gentle, considering her boyfriend before was a vampire.

Moaning into his kiss, Buffy lazily wrapped her legs around his waist as the room seem to heat up. She was no longer shivering and her goosebumps had been replaced by small beads of sweat. She continued to move under him, moaning with each thrust.

Buffy could feel her impending orgasm building up within her and she pulled Wesley closer. She started to skate the edge, wanting nothing more than to fall over it. Suddenly, light flashed behind her eyes and her body started to tremble. She cried out Wesley's name as she shuddered and convulsed around him.
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[User Picture]From: gfs_wesleypryce
2006-11-02 03:03 am (UTC)
When Buffy wrapped her legs around him, Wesley slowed his movements for a moment, looking down at her with a smile. He loved the sounds she made, the way she reacted - even if she had got a bit over enthusiastic sometimes. Not that he minded a bit of pain when it came to her. He wasn't masochistic, of course, but he knew that it was a learning experience for both of them in a way.

Leaning down to meet her kiss, he started speeding up his thrusts again, revelling in the feel of her around him, nothing separately them. His fingers slipped across the slickness on his skin, across her arms and shoulders. He wanted nothing more than to pull her so close that they were inside each other, but he knew that wasn't possible.

The pleasure built in his spine, and he could feel her starting to tighten around him, the fluttering of her muscles more noticeable than when he'd used a condom. Groaning, he leaned his head against her shoulders. When she came hard around him, clenching tightly, he continued to push into her hard until he finally gave himself over to his own orgasm. His cock twitching, he spilled his release deep inside her as he let out a horse cry.

After several moments, he raised his head, looking into her eyes, not wanting to pull out of her quite yet and realizing that he didn't have to. Instead, he held her tightly.

"I love you, Buffy," he whispered.
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From: notangelsbitca
2006-11-02 05:23 am (UTC)
Buffy was still trembling when she felt Wesley come inside of her. It was an incredible feeling, and it made her feel even closer to him. She pulled him closer and tightly held him. Buffy didn't want the moment to end and wanted to stay with Wesley like this forever. She knew they couldn't, yet, it was a wonderful thought. She could easily spend a lifetime in his arms.

When he pulled his head back, Buffy looked up at him and smiled. One of her hands moved over his back, over his shoulder and softly cupped his face. She was about to kiss him when those words came out of his mouth. Blinking at him, Buffy's mouth opened in shock. Wesley loved her. He loved her, Buffy Summers. The man she'd had feelings for since shortly after he'd came to NYC, loved her.

"Wesley," she whispered as tears came to her eyes. "I've...since...for a long time, I've loved you." She continued to look at him and then laughed a little. "I think what I'm saying is that I love you too. Very much." With her free hand, she cupped the back of his neck and pulled him down for a slow, deep kiss.

After several moments, Buffy broke the kiss and looked at him again. "My Wesley," she whispered as she ran her fingers through his hair.
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[User Picture]From: gfs_wesleypryce
2006-11-03 03:23 am (UTC)
Wesley had said it so many times before. In his head, to the bathroom mirror, to the couch throw pillow. He had wanted to tell her at the right moment, had wanted it to sound right - or so he had told himself. Part of him had actually been a bit frightened because Buffy was the first person he had really been with for any real length of time. They lived together and worked together; he didn't want to screw this up, the way his father had accused him of screwing up so many other things. Buffy was too important for that.

Then, when it came right down to it - the words ended up slipping out. And after they had, he had worried that he had said them at the wrong time. Perhaps Buffy wasn't ready for this. She had only been with Angel before him after all.

Then she said that she loved him too. Staring down at her, he saw her eyes shining with tears as her lips lifted in a gentle laugh. God, she was so beautiful.

And she loved him.

"My Buffy," he told her softly, closing his eyes for a brief moment. On the Council, Watchers often took to calling the girls they were assigned to their Slayers, claiming a possession that seemed to indicate that they were nothing more than things to be used to fight the darkness. Wesley had never been able to call her that, it had never seemed right. But here, he was hers, and she was his - they owned each other's hearts.

He kissed her again before shifting, sighing when he felt himself slip out of her. Moving over onto the bed, he wrapped his arm around her to cuddle her against him. "I never thought I'd be so lucky to find someone like you. Makes part of me wish we hadn't wasted all that time trying to figure things out in the first place," he told her with a laugh.
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From: notangelsbitca
2006-11-03 11:35 pm (UTC)
Buffy grinned and snuggled against Wesley. "I'm sort of glad we waited and took things slow. After everything that happened with Angel, I didn't want to go through that again. Not that I'm saying you'll turn evil or anything," she said, giving him a grin. "I just wanted to be sure I was ready to get involved with someone. I'm glad it's you though. I'm incredibly lucky to have you."

Leaning up, she softly kissed him. When she pulled back, Buffy noticed it was well past midnight and groaned. Another night of only getting a few hours of sleep. It had become a pattern over the last couple of weeks since it seemed there were getting more and more cases. Of course, the increased demon activity didn't go unnoticed by them.

"I really need to get some sleep, Wes," Buffy said as she pulled the blankets over them. Reaching over, she clicked the light off and snuggled close to him. "I love you." She softly kissed him and laid her head on the crook of his shoulder. Moments later she was asleep.

When the alarm went off, only a few hours later, Buffy groaned and turned it off. Her head hurt and her body felt like jello. She knew she wasn't sick - just overly exhausted. With a sigh, she pushed herself out of the bed and shuffled through the apartment and to the window. When she saw it was still raining, she shook her head. "Screw this," she muttered before padding back to the bedroom.

She crawled back into bed and snuggled close to Wes. "I'm staying home," she murmured, hoping he wouldn't lecture her on the importance of going to class.
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