[identity profile] flaming-muse.livejournal.com posting in [community profile] reality_bends
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"Why would I be upset?" Spike asked. "It's the truth, isn't it? Better to tell her than having to explain in person when she shows up with chicken soup." Spike paused, his smile fading. "D'you think she will? I like the girl, and I'd love to show off my physical self, but all I'd be able to think about is what Angel did to her."

Date: 2004-03-01 07:01 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] wesleysgirl.livejournal.com
Any second, Wesley told himself, they'd stop kissing, and do something productive. It didn't make sense for them to lose themselves in this, the heated press of lips, the careful stroking touch of hands over clothed skin...

Date: 2004-03-02 07:46 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] wesleysgirl.livejournal.com
Unable to decide whether to press himself more closely to Spike's body or to arch back into the touch of his hands, Wesley moved in for another kiss instead, languid and open-mouthed, his tongue slicking against Spike's. "Maybe a little."

Date: 2004-03-02 09:16 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] wesleysgirl.livejournal.com
"But we should..." Wesley broke off as he slid his hand around to Spike's chest, momentarily distracted by the feel of the taut nipple underneath the t-shirt. What should they be doing? He'd forgotten. "Generally I catch on rather quickly," he murmured. "I suppose in this situation it would be to my benefit if it took some time."

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