"I know, pet," Spike said quietly. He was still upset about how Wesley had so forcefully put his desires above Spike's and about what Spike had admitted because of it, but there was no way he could hold out against the obvious unhappiness in Wesley's voice. He slid his hand lightly down Wesley's arm. "It's all right."
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Date: 2004-04-15 10:58 am (UTC)