Dare we call this... cuddling?

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"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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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."

[flaming-muse.livejournal.com]

Having Wesley's weight on top of him made Spike's sore ribs ache, but he couldn't find it in him to care, not when Wesley was looking at him so intently and saying things like that. "I feel the same way about you, pet," Spike said, holding him close. "Though I'm more flexible about the sleep."

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Leaning in the necessary few inches, Wesley pressed his lips to Spike's in a long, soft kiss.

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Spike made a soft sound of pleasure and tenderly returned the kiss. He stroked his hands slowly down Wesley's back, molding their bodies together.