Inspired by Angel episode "Waiting in the Wings"

Wesley watched as Cordy and Groo kissed and clung to each other. His entire being ached with the knowledge that he would never have this with the woman he loved. Seeing Fred with Gunn was crushing his soul. He tried to ignore how they slipped out of the Hyperion together but he failed miserably.

As time itself seemed to be against him ...the next time he became aware of his surroundings he was alone. They hadn't even bothered to say 'goodnight Wes' or anything of the sort ... they had just abandoned him.

The thought of going home and wallowing in his depression was not sounding too tempting right now. There was always Caritas but dealing with a nosey Lorne was not something he could manage either...so there was only one thing he could do.

Wesley shuffled into his office and slumped down into a chair. Forty minutes later and he was still in that position, surrounded by ancient texts , open but abandoned, their meaning lost. Wesley...elbows on desk, head in hands, staring at the words as they swam in and out of focus. It seemed delving into research to forget about his broken heart for awhile, was not working. Tears fell onto yellowed paper as Wesley's despair engulfed him.
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Angel had been in Connor's room watching his son sleep. If only he could have the kind of peace that was reflected in that little face. Leaving the room he paced the corridors. He was restless and somewhat jealous seeing Cordelia run into Groo's arms, to see them kiss desperately. It had been one hell of a night , he didn't know quite what to make of it.

Angel prowled down the passageways ...he was edgy . Tonight had opened a lot of doors to a possible relationship between Cordy and himself then just as abruptly slammed them shut again. Coming to a complete stop he sagged against the wall...sliding to the floor he leaned back and ran the sensitive pads of his fingers over the worn but still plush carpet ...the urge to touch and caress was so overwhelming tonight . He arched his neck rubbing his head against the textured wallpaper at his back...the mottled paper gently massaged his scalp and it felt wonderful but it wasn't enough. He watched the shadows bend and slide across the ceiling ... his eyes following the sensuous dance of darkness and light. He licked his lips and smiled to himself , he was intimate with that dance ... he played that game every day of his life.

From the direction of the lobby came a soft thump. Angel whirled towards the sound the instant it trembled through the silence. He sprang to his feet and leapt down the stairs landing gracefully in the middle of the reception area . The scent of his intruder curled around his body and ambushed him from all sides.

Wesley ?... damn , what was he still doing here?
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Wesley had slumped forward in his chair ...his chest heaved and shook with every wretched sob that escaped his tortured soul. He felt feverish and sick ...he rested his heated skin against the coolness of the polished surface of his desk. He was careful not to smack his head on the hard wood this time , he didn't need an unwanted visitor discovering him in such a complete and utter meltdown.

Just as the world was against him the very person he didn't want to see -appeared. He felt the change in the atmosphere and knew immediately he wasn't alone any longer and even though that was the case... he still managed to jump out of his skin and scream when he felt the hand on his shoulder. He cursed under his breath at being caught in this state ...he couldn't face him so he continued to stare at the book in front of him without really looking at it. What felt like minutes but must have been only seconds ...the hand finally retreated from his shoulder and he instantly sighed with relief . The moment that soft sound escaped he regretted it ...it certainly wasn't Angels fault he was so alone ...the vampire was only showing concern for a friend . Wes felt bad for rejecting Angels comfort but he also felt pissed off with the vampire ...his emotions were as jumbled up as ever.

There was a tiny tremor in the floorboards and he knew Angel had moved away from him but he couldn't get up the courage to tell him that he wasn't shunning him ...it was just... well it didn't matter.

" What's wrong? " Angel enquired somewhere in front of him, on the other side of his desk thank god. His voice pleaded with him and was so full of concern it broke his heart all over again that he had such a friend.

" Nothing ... I'm quite fine Angel . Long day and all. Nothing to concern yourself with " he lied so very badly and when Angel replied its exactly what he expected he would say.

" I'm your friend Wes ... of course I'm concerned. "

Wesley squeezed his eyes shut although he had still not looked Angel in the eye as yet.
" Please ...I'd rather not discuss this. "

Angel came around the desk to stand by his side , damn it -why couldn't the man take a hint , his inquiries were not desired. He just wanted to deal with his misery by himself ...no one interfering.

" I'm here for you , you know that Wesley "

Oh my god ... he really didn't need this and he started to laugh at the absurdity of it all . Pushing his chair back he got to his feet and staggered around the desk, he made it to the door before stopping to say one final thing.

" I'm sorry Angel but I need to deal with this on my own ... I'm going home , I'll see you tomorrow " his hand was on the door knob but then a bolt of sudden anger went through him that Angel should sound so calm when his life must be in turmoil as well. He made the mistake of turning around to face Angel and he witnessed the tiny wince that flickered across Angels face. Wes blinked looking anywhere but at the emotion shining in Angels eyes but finally he couldn't deal with the welling anger anymore and he snapped .

" Don't you dare pity me ... because Angel from where I stand you, are in the same position "

Wesley watched intrigued as Angels eyes darted around the room. Wes had to grin through his pain, that he had cracked Angels veneer just a little. To make this great hulking hero , this centuries old vampire flinch. He obviously didn't think anyone else would notice his curt words and his sudden departure from the lobby when they had arrived back at the Hyperion. Oh yes Wesley watched everything that went on ...and he knew , he wasn't the only one who lost tonight.

Wesley snorted at Angel floundering for words , he opened the door " exactly " he muttered bitterly.

Suddenly his hand was torn from the handle and he was flung back into the room , he landed in a heap on the floor. Glaring up at Angel he started to rise when the vampire pounced, dragging him upwards with a firm grip on his upper arms. With supernatural speed Angel had Wesley up against the wall growling in his ear.

" You don't know what you're talking about " his fury barely contained.

Wesley was beyond shrinking in terror at being confronted by a pissed off vampire, he struggled and Angel finally let go of him and started to back away. Angel was shocked that he had lost his temper so quickly. Wesley laughed ... he couldn't help it , the expression on Angels face was priceless. Not waiting for the man to regain his composure he attacked. Spinning Angel around till he replaced the position Wesley had been in only moments before. Plastered to the wall by the ex-watcher's body weight, Angel was caught off guard when a pair of soft wet lips descended aggressively upon his own.

Wesley's warm body was pressed into him and his mind went blank for a moment before he started to struggle. Then there was sweet pressure on his cock as Wes insinuated a knee between his legs and started to rub with abandon. At first Angel tried to ignore his predator instincts to take what he craved most but, Wesley was insistent. Wesley was driving him out of his friggin mind. Angel wrapped one leg around him and pushed back with every deep thrust from the other man. He arched his back and groaned when Wes abandoned his mouth to lick a fiery path down his throat . Wesley nipped at the long sweep of ivory skin before him...he wanted to leave his mark on all that creamy perfection but knew the vampire would heal and then there would be no evidence that this had ever happened.

Angel knew he was dead and had no need for breathing but he was finding that belief very difficult to hold onto. Actually it was beginning to get very difficult even to hold on to simple things like staying vertical, for instance. His knees kept threatening to buckle out from under him. Angel knew he had succumbed to panting out his need , his head spun , all his senses narrowed down to the man sucking on his tongue ...he craved ...and he hungered for just one small taste.

Wes wildly thrust his hips against an answering hardness in Angel's pants and the friction was so delicious. The sound of his shirt ripping snapped Angel out of the spell Wesley had wound around him, he couldn't believe he could even think as he shoved Wesley away from him .

Wesley managed to remain upright as they both stared at each other from a short distance, their shallow breathing competing for urgency as their eyes flickered over each other. Wesley rubbed his sweaty palms down his jeans ...desperately trying to get back his equilibrium, he straightened his glasses and turned his back on Angel ...this just hadn't happened.

He could feel the shift in the air and knew Angel was behind him. Wesley reached with a shaky hand for a folder on the desk and opened it .Hoping that it's content would somehow contain the answer to why he just kissed Angel . From close behind him he could feel the air trembling with unfinished business and he closed his eyes against it ...trying to block its lure from his mind.

" What's going on Wes ? "

That voice was so controlled it ripped through Wesley and made him burn with sudden fury. How dare he still be able to even function let alone speak after...after what just happened. Then he felt it ...the touch on his shoulder and he swung around smacking Angel with the folder he had been holding with a death grip. An avalanche of white paper scribbled with translations flew into the air ...they fluttered around the two of them ...slowly drifting to the floor like confetti.

Wesley launched himself at Angel, catching him off balance and forcing up against the desk. Angel landed on his stomach across the wooden surface... he hissed as his skin burned. Under his chest lay the sacred volume of Eron, its cover emblazoned with a holy symbol ... the pain seared into his flesh before Wesley could grasp him around the waist and haul him upright. Wes swept the contents onto the floor , spun Angel around and pushed him back against his desk.

" Wesley ...Please " Angel struggled , his chest was blistering and he was in agony...suffice it to say words failed him.

" Please what ...Angel? " Wes grinned as he straddled the vampires hips , leaning forward he changed his mind and placed a finger against those perfect lips to silence the man. Wes bent forward slowly, his tongue made contact with the small cross scorched into Angels skin. He licked at the indentation delicately. Angel squirmed uncontrollably under the assault...he moaned and whimpered as the rough wetness soothed his aching skin. But as Wes's tongue quenched the fire of his branding, his body began to smolder with the passion he had kept hidden for so long.

Angel easily lifted Wesley away from his chest and towards his mouth ...scraping his blunt teeth across the curve of Wes's jaw he inched closer to those swollen lips with an all consuming appetite...he was going to take his own sweet time with this seduction. Wesley curled into Angels touch ...he practically purred as his body was devoured by an inferno of heat and friction. Their lips met and tasted , they suckled and nibbled stroking the flames of their mutual desire.

Wesley abandoned that luscious mouth to taste one stiff perky nipple ... he bit it then teasingly ran his tongue around the sensitive flesh . Angel groaned and bucked his hips at the exquisite jolt that went through his body . Wes grinned at the reaction and quickly homed in on the other nipple , biting sharply then swirling his tongue over it to soothe it with a wet lick. This time as Angel jerked his hips upwards Wesley ground his pelvis into Angels ...Wes lost his breath and his eyes slid shut as the tingles of pleasure shot through him .

God he needed to touch him , he needed to - right now!!
Squeezing his hand between their chests he enfolded Angels cock through the restricting leather. Angel arched the length of his gorgeous body ...his arms above his head ...his fingers scrabbling to get a hold of the edge of the desk as his nails bit into the wooden surface ...he shivered uncontrollably as he was so very close to coming in his pants. The sound of his zipper being opened punctuated the air and then there was a warm hand around his naked cock and he nearly screamed.

Wesley held Angels cock in a firm grasp ...it was cool but not unpleasantly so ...damn he was big and the veins throbbed with their own insistent need that echoed his own ...and Wesley freaked . Releasing the hard flesh from his grip he leapt from the desk and backed up across the floor in shock. When Angel realized something was wrong and Wesley was no longer touching him he maneuvered himself till he was supporting his upper body with his arms ... he could see Wesley pulling at his clothes , his eyes darting around the room in panic. He was going to flee ...Angel knew he had to stop him but he didn't have a clue on how to do that .

Wesley abruptly came to a halt when his back slammed into the wall next to the door...madly panting trying his damndest to control his heart , flushed face shiny with sweat as he continuously readjusted his glasses that keep threatening to slip off his nose.

Angel slipped to the floor , on his knees and shuffled toward Wesley ... he knew aggressive wasn't going to work here. Wesley can't even look at him as he moves slowly across the floor. Wes is aware of the vampire on his knees coming too him and its confusing the hell out of him , Angel acting this way ... he's supposed to be angry ... why isn't he being yelled at and told to get the 'fucking hell' out of his sight ... not this subservient Angel who is kneeling at his feet, arms wrapped around his legs like he doesn't want him to go .

Wesley's head connected with the wall behind him as Angel burrowed his head in between his thighs. His fingers push against the wall as his breathing falters...by sheer will Wesley kept himself vertical. He felt his trousers being pushed down his legs and couldn't help but look down at the man kneeling at his feet. Angel held Wesley's gaze...they both froze, mesmerized by the naked lust pulsating off each other in hot waves.

Angel slid closer as they continued to stare at each other . His gaze flickered as he lent forward, pressing his face into all that warm tantalizing skin...he inhaled Wesley. The gasp above him brought his attention back to Wesley's face as they once more drowned in each other.

Before Wesley's eyes his pupils flickered to gold, with a low growl Angel morphed into Gameface. Wesley flattened his body back against the wall in shock but in the end fascination won over and he reached a hand towards him ...stroking his fingers across that hooded brow as Angel nuzzled into his touch.

Without warning Angel lunged forward and bit Wesley on his inner thigh. Flesh parted as his fangs sliced through his body ...Wesley jerked and came hard in his boxers. His body tingled and he automatically slumped forward holding fast onto Angels shoulders as the vampire drank from him. Angel shuddered as his mouth filled with sweet warm heaven and his senses screamed for more ...to devour this man above him was his only thought...oh god how he had craved this moment .

Instinctively knowing when he had taken enough Angel retracted his fangs from Wesley's thigh and closed his eyes as he morphed back into his human features. Stumbling to his feet Angel stood silently over the ex-watcher . Wesley had his eyes screwed shut ...as he felt the looming presence of Angel he slowly opened them. Angel took a step closer

The silence was punctuated with the sound of Connor wailing for his bottle. The moment broken ...Angel turned to zip up his trousers with an unsteady hand . There was a soft click of the door closing and Angel grabbed the handle and rushed out into the lobby but he was alone ...Wesley had left the building. Damn .

Reaching into the fridge Angel withdrew a ready made bottle and sighed ...this night had been full of surprises.

THE END ?

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