Spike felt a thrill of anticipation that was slightly tempered by a touch of uneasiness. "If that's what you want, pet," he said, raising his head to kiss Wesley on the chin.
Wesley would have had to be much less in control of himself not to notice Spike's slight hesitation. He angled his mouth to catch Spike's, kissing him eagerly. "What do you want?"
Taking Spike at his word in that instant, Wesley smiled into the kiss and rolled them so that he was on top again. "Tell me if I'm too heavy." The last thing he wanted to do was re-break partially healed ribs.
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