[identity profile] wesleysgirl.livejournal.com posting in [community profile] reality_bends
Continued from here.

"No doilies?" Wesley asked, trying to sound upset. "And here I was thinking they'd look so nice with our decor."

Date: 2004-12-13 01:26 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] flaming-muse.livejournal.com
"If I wanted tea cozies and antimacassars, I'd've moved in with an old biddy with blue hair and ten cats," Spike said, narrowing his eyes. He couldn't stop the corner of his mouth from curving up in a grin.

Date: 2004-12-13 03:18 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] flaming-muse.livejournal.com
Spike leaned in and nipped lightly at Wesley's tempting lower lip. "Only if I can use them to pay off poker debts."

Date: 2004-12-13 01:18 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] flaming-muse.livejournal.com
"I'm not eating cat," Spike said, trying desperately to sound firm instead of amused. "The fur'll get stuck in my teeth. Somehow we'll have to manage picking up the phone and having something delivered. Even if it has spinach on it."

Date: 2004-12-13 01:53 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] flaming-muse.livejournal.com
"You're not food." The idea of biting Wesley again sent a little jolt of excitement through Spike, though, and he traced very lightly over his bite mark on Wesley's throat.

Date: 2004-12-13 02:31 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] flaming-muse.livejournal.com
"No, there's a difference, love," Spike explained as he brushed the tips of his fingers over each of the spots of dried blood that marked where his fangs had pierced Wesley's skin. "I might bite you, taste your blood, but you're not food. One's about us; the other's about draining you dry."

Date: 2004-12-13 03:58 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] flaming-muse.livejournal.com
Spike smiled slowly and openly. "I like you being mine."

Date: 2004-12-13 04:06 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] flaming-muse.livejournal.com
"We don't need the nine cats, remember?" Spike reluctantly stopped focusing on his bite mark and slid his fingers through Wesley's hair instead. "We're ordering in."

Date: 2004-12-13 04:26 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] flaming-muse.livejournal.com
"Do you want cats?" Spike asked. He tried to remember if Dru had ever had a pet that had lasted longer than a day or two.

Date: 2004-12-13 04:42 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] flaming-muse.livejournal.com
Spike blinked and entirely failed to understand Wesley's logic. "Why wouldn't it be responsible? They require more than giving them food and water?"

Date: 2004-12-13 04:58 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] flaming-muse.livejournal.com
"We could get use of those feeder things that holds lots of dry food. That'd last more than a few days. My buddy Clem had one for his kittens." Spike shrugged. He could imagine Wesley sitting on the couch, his long fingers stroking the fur of a cat sitting on his lap, and he felt vaguely jealous.

Date: 2004-12-13 05:33 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] flaming-muse.livejournal.com
"Adopt you, maybe," Spike replied. "Doubt one'd have much to do with me."

Date: 2004-12-13 08:17 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] flaming-muse.livejournal.com
Spike snorted his disagreement. "More likely it'd spent all of its time with you and claw me if I tried to get near."

Date: 2004-12-13 09:18 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] flaming-muse.livejournal.com
"No, I'm not," Spike said quickly. "Can't be jealous of something that doesn't exist."

Date: 2004-12-13 09:25 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] flaming-muse.livejournal.com
Spike couldn't let it go, though. "You want a cat and me." He didn't know why the idea bothered him; it was just an animal, and when it came down to it his fangs were bigger.

Date: 2004-12-13 10:12 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] flaming-muse.livejournal.com
"Sounds more like some night I'll come home and find my side of the bed taken over by a sleek little tabby with a temper," Spike commented.

Date: 2004-12-13 10:42 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] flaming-muse.livejournal.com
"Not after you got your hands on it." Spike grew even less pleased as he pictured Wesley giving a cat a bath in the very same tub they just vacated.

Date: 2004-12-13 10:49 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] flaming-muse.livejournal.com
Spike raised his eyebrow, and his mouth twitched with faint amusement. "Wouldn't be the first, would it?" he said, giving Wesley a gentle squeeze.

Date: 2004-12-13 11:10 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] flaming-muse.livejournal.com
That comment made Spike feel nicely warm. "You didn't know you needed me when you invited me to stay with you," he pointed out, since he just didn't seem to be able to stop on a happy note.

Date: 2004-12-14 02:04 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] flaming-muse.livejournal.com
Spike would have liked to believe it, but it seemed like a rosy glow Wesley was putting on far less romantic reality. "And maybe there was a bigger part of you that felt sorry for me. Doesn't matter why; I'm just glad you did." He ghosted his fingers through the hair at Wesley's temple and around behind his ear.

Date: 2004-12-14 12:07 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] flaming-muse.livejournal.com
"If you change your mind, we can talk about it," Spike said, although he still didn't feel any particular enthusiasm about the idea. He smiled and added, "About the cat, not about paying attention to me."

Date: 2004-12-14 01:45 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] flaming-muse.livejournal.com
"Is it?" Spike asked softly. Wesley had said it so easily, but perfection seemed to Spike like such a fragile and unobtainable state. He wanted so badly to live up to it.

Date: 2004-12-14 02:34 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] flaming-muse.livejournal.com
"Could be quite a lot," Spike replied, stroking his hand down Wesley's back.

Date: 2004-12-14 02:47 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] flaming-muse.livejournal.com
Continues here (http://www.livejournal.com/community/reality_bends/79103.html).

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