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"Good. Glad we can agree on that." Spike shut his eyes again, wanting to focus on nothing but having Wesley so close. For that moment the world seemed perfect, and he was going to enjoy it as long as he could.

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Wesley sighed again, completely content and soaking up every minute of it. He could feel Spike's fingers entwined with his own and, knowing that Spike was there and not leaving, he closed his eyes, the steady thumping of his own heartbeat soothing him further.

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They lay quietly together, the only sounds the comforting rhythms of Wesley's body. Spike was relaxed enough to fall asleep, but he was far too ravenous for this connection between them to drift off. He didn't want to disturb Wesley, though, if he was going to sleep, so he didn't speak, his only movement the occasional breath to catch their combined scents in his nose.

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After at least another five minutes or so had gone by, Wesley stirred, moving slightly and turning around, sliding down in the bed so that he could press his lips to Spike's collarbone and wrap an arm around his waist. "Sorry," he said, for the fact that he'd moved.

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Spike sighed softly, feeling a definite sense of loss at the change in position, his hold much less secure and air touching him where there had once been only warm skin, but drew Wesley in against him. He rested his cheek against Wesley's hair and stroked one hand gently down his back.

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Wesley smiled against Spike's chest. "I wanted to be able to hold you too," he whispered.

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"I'm not going to complain about that," Spike said, moving his cheek slightly against Wesley's hair to feel its texture. "I like having your arms around me."

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"What about my legs?" Wesley asked, easing his top leg over both of Spike's and hooking his ankle around the back of Spike's calf, still breathing warmly against Spike's chest.

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Spike laughed softly as Wesley slowly took him over. He didn't mind in the slightest. "Them, too. All of you."

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"What if," Wesley asked, rolling them over so that he was on top of Spike, "I wanted to do this?" He licked Spike's throat.

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"I think you'd be in danger of getting me started again," Spike said, but he tilted his head to expose more of his throat anyway. He kept his arms firmly around Wesley, taking as much of his weight as Wesley would give. "But I like it."

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"I don't think there's much danger of me getting started again any time soon," Wesley said with some regret. Still, he licked Spike's throat some more, gently.

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"That's all right, pet," Spike said, closing his eyes as Wesley's tongue trailed over his skin, leaving ribbons of fading warmth in its wake. "Still feels good."

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"That's what I want," Wesley said, blowing cool air over the place he'd just licked. "For you to feel good. For you to feel wonderful."

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Wesley's breath made Spike's skin prickle with the threat of goosebumps. "You already do make me feel that way."

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"Good." Wesley raised his head to kiss Spike, stroking one hand along his side and hip, feeling sated and sleepy.

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Spike returned the kiss gently, contentedly reacquainting himself with Wesley's mouth and making a little murmur of pleasure.

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Happy to continue to kiss Spike for as long as he could, Wesley took his time about it, not making any effort to speed things up or change the intensity. "This is nice," he said after a while.

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"Better than just nice," Spike said, slowly stroking the planes of Wesley's back, which always felt so perfect under his hands. He smiled up at Wesley, just enjoying looking at him.

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The way Spike was looking at him made Wesley suddenly, painfully self-conscious. "What?" he asked.

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"I'm admiring the view," Spike said fondly. Wesley was rumpled, unshaved, and utterly irresistible, his veneer of propriety and polite distance long since worn away. "I like to look at you."

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The thought that someone might like the look of him was both startling and wonderful. Wesley suspected he'd never cease to be delighted by it. He traced Spike's lower lip with a fingertip and smiled. "Your view isn't nearly as incredible as mine is."

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Wesley's surprised but obviously happy smile made Spike feel slightly giddy. "I haven't seen the view you've got in a long while, but I'm pretty sure I like mine better."

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"Well I like mine better," Wesley said. "So I suppose we've both got the good end of the deal."

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"Guess so," Spike said, still not quite willing to release Wesley enough to reach up to cup his cheek, though he was sorely tempted. "And it saves me having to pull you away from the mirror every five minutes."

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Wesley's grin widened. "That would be inconvenient, wouldn't it." He leaned in the required few inches and kissed Spike again. "Mmm."

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Spike's mental image of Wesley asking "Does this book make me look fat?" got lost in the feel of Wesley's lips on his. "Mmmm," was his contented reply as the gentle kisses lingered.

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As happy as he was, Wesley couldn't help but notice that he was also horribly sticky with sweat and... other things. "I don't suppose," he said, between kisses, "that I could talk you into a shower?"

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The thought of having to let Wesley go made Spike's heart sink, but he knew that it would have to happen eventually. They couldn't stay in this peaceful bubble for long. "I'm sure you could convince me of pretty much anything if you put your mind to it." He leaned up for another quick kiss. "But, yes, a shower sounds good." Besides, a shower meant more touching, and Spike could definitely support that idea.

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"It means we have to get up, doesn't it." Wesley kissed Spike again.

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"Yeah, it does," Spike said with obvious regret. "And with the trouble you were having walking before we came in here it'll be an adventure." The solution to that problem perked him up a bit. "You'll just have to hang onto me."

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Wesley experimented with pouting. "You aren't going to carry me?"

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Spike laughed and kissed Wesley's very appealing lower lip. "I can if you want, love. I wouldn't mind."

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Unable to hold the expression, Wesley smiled again. "I can't think of anything more absurd," he said, then he quickly added, "Because I'm perfectly capable of walking on my own. I promise."

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Having watched Wesley sway when walking toward the bedroom, Spike was skeptical. "I'll stick close, just in case."

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Wesley rolled to the side, thinking that was the first step toward actually getting them standing up, but then found himself distracted by the strong lines of Spike's face again and pulling him in closer to kiss him.

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Kissing was certainly preferable to getting out of bed, in Spike's opinion, so he happily turned into Wesley's embrace, wrapping one arm around his waist.

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When the kiss finally ended a minute or so later, Wesley slid a hand down between their bodies, feeling sticky skin against his palm. "See? We're rather in need of the wash." He was trying to talk himself into it as much as Spike.

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"All right," Spike said, sighing. Wesley obviously wasn't going to drop the subject, and they were sticky, though Spike didn't particularly mind. After another brief kiss, he rolled toward the edge of the bed and rose to his feet, feeling only slightly nauseated by the world spinning out of sync with his movements. He offered Wesley a hand to help him up.

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Wesley accepted the assistance gratefully, not having been aware of how drunk he still was until he sat up. "You'll keep me from falling over?" he asked, sliding an arm around Spike's waist.

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"Don't worry about a thing, pet," Spike said, getting a secure grip on Wesley and letting him find his balance - or as much of it as he could - before starting them slowly toward the bathroom. "I'll look after you."

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It occurred to Wesley that he was the one always pointing out what they needed to do. "I'm a bit of a wet blanket, aren't I."

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"You're not wet yet," Spike said with a grin, steering them around their discarded clothing. "I wouldn't call you a wet blanket. Just very... sensible."

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"You don't like it," Wesley said. He let Spike direct as they walked.

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Frowning slightly, Spike glanced over at Wesley's face, but he couldn't look for long as he needed to concentrate on getting them safely to the bathroom. "When did I say that?" he asked.

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Continues here (http://www.livejournal.com/community/reality_bends/51658.html).