Wesley/Gunn smutlet

[gilascave]

for elfbystarlight




It had just a hint of sweetness, and was rapidly warming. Wesley licked more slowly because he didn't really care if the cream spoiled. What mattered was how long he could make this last.

"Oh, god," he heard a soft moan, and he hid a smile. Wesley kept his attention focused on the back of his hand were the cream had spilled out of his cup -- almost not at all accidently. He continued licking it off, one slow swipe at a time, twirling his tongue around to pick up every last drop.

There was a whimper, and someone dropped something. Wesley sucked, gently, to get the last of the cream, and picked up his cup from the table. He took another sip and glanced over.

"What were you saying, Gunn?"

Gunn just swallowed, holding his own cup of cocoa and whipped cream in shaking hands.

Wesley smiled. It was going to be a very Merry Christmas, indeed. He had a feeling he'd get to open his present early this year.