[identity profile] wesleysgirl.livejournal.com posting in [community profile] reality_bends
Continued from here.

Wesley nodded. "It does. You're saying that there's always time -- or at least, that's one of the things you're saying."

Date: 2004-05-06 02:05 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] flaming-muse.livejournal.com
"Yeah. There is." Spike was starting to believe that it was true.

Date: 2004-05-06 02:30 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] flaming-muse.livejournal.com
Spike's initial urge was to say that he didn't need anything and that he could take care of himself and Wesley as well, but he knew deep down that he was happier when he wasn't doing everything on his own. So he cupped Wesley's cheek and said, equally seriously, "Thank you. I'll be here for you, too." It felt oddly formal and important to say it.

Date: 2004-05-06 05:38 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] flaming-muse.livejournal.com
Spike moved his hand from Wesley's cheek into his hair and gently pulled him down for a kiss. "Don't worry. There'll be plenty of ravishing," he said, striving to return to a lighter conversation.

Date: 2004-05-07 03:50 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] flaming-muse.livejournal.com
During the next kiss, which was longer and more thorough, Spike's hand slid down to caress Wesley's throat, the side of his thumb brushing back and forth over the mark his mouth had made. He wanted to keep kissing and touching, getting lost in the simple pleasure of being close, but he was compelled to ask, "What else do you want, since we've obviously got the shagging part covered?"

Date: 2004-05-07 06:15 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] flaming-muse.livejournal.com
"I don't have expectations, pet," Spike said, "so you can't not meet them."

Date: 2004-05-07 06:38 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] flaming-muse.livejournal.com
"Just because I want something doesn't mean I expect it. I've been around long enough to know better," Spike said, his hand drifting to Wesley's shoulder. "And, before you take that the wrong way, I know you're a loyal person." Ultimately loyal to whom was still somewhat up in the air.

Date: 2004-05-07 11:02 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] flaming-muse.livejournal.com
"Everybody has those," Spike said.

Date: 2004-05-07 11:10 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] flaming-muse.livejournal.com
Spike was suddenly uncomfortable under Wesley's gaze. "You know, the usual," Spike said lightly. "House in the 'burbs, dog named Rover, hot and cold running blood."

Date: 2004-05-07 11:35 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] flaming-muse.livejournal.com
And sound like the biggest git on the planet? Not a bleeding chance. "I'm a here-and-now kind of fellow," Spike said, running his hands down Wesley's back.

Date: 2004-05-07 11:53 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] flaming-muse.livejournal.com
"Let's start with another kiss," Spike said, surprised but pleased that Wesley was dropping the subject.

Date: 2004-05-07 12:05 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] flaming-muse.livejournal.com
"No question about that," Spike murmured when the kiss finally ended. It took him a moment to focus his eyes again.

Date: 2004-05-07 05:33 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] flaming-muse.livejournal.com
Spike's attention was caught again by the bruise he had left on Wesley's throat. "You could tell me you liked being shagged on the kitchen table," he suggested, hating that he wanted the reassurance about what he had done, especially at the end, and trying to play down his need by giving Wesley a slightly wolfish grin.

Date: 2004-05-07 06:06 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] flaming-muse.livejournal.com
"If you say that you may never get dressed again," Spike said, skimming his hands over Wesley's back and buttocks. "Maybe now and then, just so I can have the fun of taking your clothes off you."

Date: 2004-05-07 06:17 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] flaming-muse.livejournal.com
"You're eager to please, aren't you?" Spike said, his tone mild enough though he certainly meant it.

Date: 2004-05-07 07:27 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] flaming-muse.livejournal.com
Spike smiled up at Wesley and wrapped his arms more securely around him. "I like that about you. And, like I said, you do an excellent job of it."

Date: 2004-05-08 05:36 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] flaming-muse.livejournal.com
"No." Spike rolled them over, trapping Wesley's body beneath his. "I'd rather you stay here with me." He gave Wesley a long, slow kiss to forestall any argument.

Date: 2004-05-08 06:47 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] flaming-muse.livejournal.com
"Are you trying to tickle me?" Spike asked against Wesley's lips, finding the touch of Wesley's hands unsatisfying but not unpleasant.

Date: 2004-05-08 07:00 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] flaming-muse.livejournal.com
Grinning, Spike didn't squirm under Wesley's teasing fingers. "That's not very convincing, pet."

Date: 2004-05-08 09:59 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] flaming-muse.livejournal.com
Since Spike had long ago discarded the weakness of being ticklish, he was more amused than bothered by Wesley's attempts. "Are you having fun?" he asked.

Date: 2004-05-08 10:50 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] flaming-muse.livejournal.com
"Would you rather I had done this, then?" In the blink of an eye, Spike had grabbed Wesley's wrists and pinned them to the mattress by his head. "Or were you looking for some other reaction?"

Date: 2004-05-08 11:13 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] flaming-muse.livejournal.com
"I haven't been ticklish for more than a hundred years, so if you want me to laugh, you'll have to try another way," Spike said, not letting go of Wesley's wrists. "Know any good jokes?"

Date: 2004-05-08 11:26 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] flaming-muse.livejournal.com
Wesley didn't seem to be upset with being held down, so Spike simply raised his eyebrow as Wesley moved and asked, "Is there somewhere you're trying to go?"

Date: 2004-05-08 11:45 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] flaming-muse.livejournal.com
Continues here (http://www.livejournal.com/community/reality_bends/32969.html).

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