Hrm, what could they possibly do next?

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Without pausing in what he was doing, Wesley reached down and found a fold of the blanket around their knees, pulling it up over the both of them. "I don't want you to be cold," he whispered in explanation, tracing the edge of Spike's ear with his tongue.

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"I'm not," Spike said, closing his eyes briefly in pleasure. He was still somewhat on edge, and his skin felt extra sensitive because of it. "Couldn't be, not when you're doing things like that."

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Wesley pulled Spike more tightly against him and rubbed their cheeks together briefly on his way to collect a kiss, open-mouthed and gentle. "I don't want to stop doing things like this."

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"No, neither do I." Spike pulled back from the kiss far enough that he could look into Wesley's eyes. "We won't stop, all right?" he said seriously.

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Their noses were nearly touching. "All right," Wesley said, spellbound.

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Spike wondered how he had ever thought he could keep from falling in love with Wesley. He was both thrilled and saddened by the realization that he was in way too deep to pull back, but there was no way he could have defended himself against such warmth, kindness, generosity, and passion. "Thank you," he said, brushing his thumb across Wesley's lower lip, "for being you." Then Spike leaned in and kissed him again.

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Wesley clung to Spike a bit more than he might have liked to if thinking about it rationally, and returned the kiss with an anxious, eager sort of passion.

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Happy to have his arms full of an enthusiastic Wesley, Spike slid his hand into Wesley's hair and kissed him deeply and deliberately, savoring the taste of his mouth and the feel of his lips and tongue. He could feel the tension in his body slowly slipping away, though the knot in his stomach was a reminder that he still had made no decision about what to do. At the moment, though, kissing Wesley was far more important.

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It seemed to take so little to arouse him when Spike's mouth was the one pressed to his, when it was Spike's hands touching him. When the next kiss broke, Wesley said almost harshly, "Need you... so much. I don't want anyone to touch you like this but me." He ran his hands over Spike's body in illustration, needy and loving at the same time.

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"I wouldn't want them to, love. Just you," Spike assured him, his heart leaping at hearing such a possessive statement and his skin tingling beneath Wesley's hands. He thought it best not to mention Angel's earlier touches. "And I don't want to think about anyone else touching you."

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"You're mine," Wesley said, almost as if he hadn't heard or registered what Spike had said. He kissed Spike more fiercely, his tongue sweeping into Spike's mouth as if intent on removing any lingering trace of anyone else.

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Spike laughed, a short, unstoppable expression of delight at being wanted. He kissed Wesley back avidly and met his eyes again when they broke apart for Wesley to breathe. "I am. No one else's." Despite his efforts not to look like a complete idiot, he couldn't contain his smile.

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The expression on Spike's face... Wesley brought both hands up to cradle it between his palms. "You're mine," he said again, needing to say it as much as, apparently, Spike needed to hear it.

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"I am," Spike said softly. He ached to make a similar claim about Wesley, but he couldn't bear to say it when it wasn't true. Instead Spike held him close and laid bare his own heart, against his better judgment, unable to hide beneath the warm gaze of Wesley's blue eyes. "I love you."

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Something in Wesley's chest that had been tight and strangled for what felt like decades loosened, and he was able to breathe. At the same time, he wanted to hold his breath, wanted to preserve this moment and the feeling of utter joy that came along with it. To his dismay he felt tears threatening, and he quickly ducked his head, hiding his face against Spike's chest even as he realized that in doing so his reaction was still likely to be totally transparent.

"Say it again," he requested, in a voice barely above a whisper.

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Spike cupped Wesley's jaw and tipped his face up so that he could meet Wesley's shining eyes. "I love you," he said again, pleased to find that both his hand and his voice were steady, though his body was nearly vibrating with a delayed onset of nervousness. But it was the truth, and he'd never been able to hide his heart.

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Wesley blinked rapidly, uncomfortable under the intensity of Spike's gaze, unable to believe that this could possibly be real. "You... you do?"

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"I do," Spike said, releasing Wesley's jaw and giving him a tentative grin. "That all right?"

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Wesley smiled, but it disappeared just as quickly as it had appeared. "Of course it is," he said, a bit faintly. "I just... Are you..." Unable to ask anything that made sense, he leaned forward and kissed Spike desperately, then apologized, "I may be a bit surprised."

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Spike's grin faded, and he felt a bit lost as he struggled to read Wesley's reaction. He was fairly certain that it was good. "Sorry, pet. I just... wanted to tell you."

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Beginning to see that Spike was confused by his reaction, Wesley slid a hand to the back of Spike's neck to hold him there, then kissed him very soundly. "Don't be sorry," he said. "I... I can't even start to tell you how much it means to me."

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"Well, it's true." Spike ran one hand up Wesley's back and gave him a small smile.

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Wesley wasn't quite sure he believed it, but it was still wonderful to hear. Wrapping his arms around Spike and pulling him closer, he said, "You're everything I could have possibly hoped for. You know that, don't you?"

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Spike doubted that greatly, though he supposed that he might fit some of Wesley's more superficial requirements, like being a vampire with a soul. It was ironic, he thought, that admitting his feelings to Wesley and to himself actually made him feel worse about that thought. He shook his head and said, "You hoped for a recently-incorporeal souled vampire with no money who eats all your food and gets in fights in your living room? Might want to think bigger next time, pet."

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"Don't you dare minimize how I feel about you," Wesley said sharply, frowning and sitting up. "You've been more supportive than anyone I've ever known. You call me on my insecurities and refuse to let me do things that you might otherwise like me to do, just because you think I'll regret them later." He was trembling with the intensity of his emotions. "You're exactly what I need. So don't make the mistake of thinking that you're some sort of substitute for who I really want. I want you."

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Pushing himself up to face Wesley, Spike reached out a tentative hand toward him but didn't quite make contact. He was too caught up in Wesley's reaction to digest his words, but enough filtered through his dismay that he could respond. "All right. I'm sorry, Wes. I didn't mean..." He pulled his hand back, not sure if it would help or hurt the situation to touch Wesley when he was so obviously worked up. "I'm not minimizing anything."

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Wesley took a slow, carefully measured breath as he attempted to diffuse his reaction, letting what Spike had said sink in. Then he nodded. "Good. I don't... I'm sorry. I didn't mean to... but I don't want you thinking that you're only good enough if I've set my sights low." He reached out and caught at the hand Spike had started to offer him, gripping it tightly.

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Spike squeezed Wesley's hand gratefully, but there was no way that he could give Wesley the answer he wanted and still speak the truth. "I know you don't," he said, continuing to watch him somewhat warily.

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"Do you..." Wesley hesitated, then went on. "Do you regret saying it?" He wasn't sure he could bear it if that were the case, but better now than later.

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Spike blinked in surprise. "Saying that I love you? No, of course I don't. It's true."

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"And yet you still think I shouldn't love you? Is that it?"

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Wanting to avoid this conversation so much he could feel his skin crawling, Spike raised Wesley's hand to his lips and pressed a kiss in the center of his palm. "I want you to love me. I want everything from you. But I don't... expect it."

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Unable to understand how Spike could think himself undeserving of love, Wesley took his hand away, but only so that he could slide his arms around Spike's waist and pull the vampire awkwardly into his lap. The blankets were tangled around them a bit, and yet Wesley didn't care. He just wanted to be able to hold Spike. "I wouldn't love you if you didn't deserve it," he said quietly, into Spike's hair.

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That wasn't Spike's biggest fear, but he wrapped his arms around Wesley and let himself be comforted anyway. "The same thing is true for how I feel about you, pet."

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Wesley breathed in the scent of Spike and let his hands stroke gently over the skin nearest to them. "If there are things I can do that will help to convince you, you'll tell me?"

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The chance of that happening was very slim indeed. "Just be honest with me and yourself," Spike said, relaxing a bit beneath Wesley's soothing hands. "That's all I ask."

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"I love you," Wesley said, as his touch unconsciously became more sensual. He kissed the corner of Spike's mouth. "I'd do anything for you. I've never felt this strongly about anyone... it's rather terrifying actually."

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Struck speechless by such a direct statement of Wesley's feelings, Spike caught Wesley's lips in a soft kiss.

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Without breaking the kiss, Wesley shifted his weight, curling one leg underneath the both of them so that they could continue in as much comfort as possible. Having a lapful of Spike was proving to be arousing and wonderful.

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"Love you," Spike murmured. He pressed closer, his hands skimming over Wesley's skin, as he sought out physical reassurance that this was real.

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The words made Wesley tremble -- he thought maybe they always would -- and tighten his grip on Spike. "Love you," he said. "Want you. God, Spike..."

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There was something about the way that Wesley expressed his desire for him that always made Spike want to smile. This time he gave into the urge. "You've got me," he said.

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"I've got you," Wesley agreed -- it was true on more than one count. He ran one hand down over Spike's chest and lower to his firm abdomen while the other hand mirrored the path along Spike's back.

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Spike just barely rocked into Wesley's touch, wanting as much contact as possible but also wanting to let him do what he pleased. With a soft murmur of appreciation, he brushed his lips along Wesley's cheekbone.

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Spike was more solid than he looked, but Wesley wasn't quite the bookish sort he'd been a few years before either. It wasn't terribly difficult to turn Spike slightly in his lap, just enough so that they could kiss without either of them craning their necks. The movement also resulted in more of the blanket that had been twisted around Spike falling away, which in turn caused Wesley to groan softly at the soft press of skin on skin as their lips met.

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Continues here (http://www.livejournal.com/community/reality_bends/20849.html).