Wesley didn't need to let the question sink in before responding -- he rolled, pinning Spike beneath him and pressing his own body down, rubbing it against Spike's leisurely. "You're perfect," he said, looking into Spike's eyes as he spoke. "As long as you let me get some sleep occasionally, I can't imagine having enough of you, let alone too much."
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Date: 2004-03-20 07:05 pm (UTC)