Dare we call this... cuddling?

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Continued from here.

"Mmm. I know the feeling. Both of them." Spike stroked the fingers of one hand gently through Wesley's hair and down the back of his neck, more thankful than he could express that Wesley seemed to want to be close as much as he did, himself.

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"I do want you," Spike said. He pressed a kiss into Wesley's hair. "Very much."

[wesleysgirl.livejournal.com]

Wesley slipped his arm around Spike's waist and held on, determined that he wouldn't beg for more reassurance.

[flaming-muse.livejournal.com]

"Means a lot to me that you like it," Spike said after a moment. "I'm glad you do."

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"Don't stop being glad," Wesley whispered, nearly echoing something Spike had said earlier. He lifted his head and kissed Spike's throat, then snuggled back in. "How do you feel? Are you all right?"

[flaming-muse.livejournal.com]

It was still hard for Spike to believe that Wesley actually wanted to be curled up in his arms and was worried about him, but he was happy enough to accept it. "I'm a bit tender in places, but I'm fine."

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"I could go heat some blood up for you?" Wesley suggested, idly drawing a small circle around Spike's nipple, watching to see what would make it react.

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"I don't want you to go anywhere," Spike said, tightening his arms around Wesley. "I'd rather have you than the blood."

[wesleysgirl.livejournal.com]

Continues here (http://www.livejournal.com/community/reality_bends/20217.html).