Dare we call this... cuddling?

[flaming-muse.livejournal.com]

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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[flaming-muse.livejournal.com]

"My needs are pretty simple," Spike said. "I want you, and I want to be able to buy my own blood. I'll worry about the rest later."

[wesleysgirl.livejournal.com]

"I'll worry about them too," Wesley said. "If it irritates you, I'll try not to mention it, but... I'm not sure it's the sort of thing I could just stop."

[flaming-muse.livejournal.com]

"It doesn't irritate me that you care," Spike said quietly. "It goes both ways, you know."

[wesleysgirl.livejournal.com]

Wesley felt an unusually sweet, genuine smile spread across his face at the admission and slid his hand slowly down along Spike's body. "I do care, a great deal. You're... you've become very important to me."

[flaming-muse.livejournal.com]

Spike couldn't help but return Wesley's smile with a delighted one of his own. "That goes both ways, too, pet," he said, cupping Wesley's cheek and brushing his thumb across the soft skin over Wesley's cheekbone.