*Still* not sleeping! I guess we should be glad they're not angsting and/or arguing.

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Continued from here.

"I'm always up for trying something new," Spike said, sliding his arm around Wesley's waist. He grinned. "Double entendre intended. And I think you've got a good chance of succeeding."

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[wesleysgirl.livejournal.com]

"Do you?" Wesley rubbed his other hand down along Spike's chest. "It wouldn't count if it weren't genuine. If, for example, you were doing it to humor me."

[flaming-muse.livejournal.com]

"If you were touching me I wouldn't be able to concentrate enough to humor you," Spike said, arching just slightly under Wesley's hands, wanting more. "Not that I would."

[wesleysgirl.livejournal.com]

"I love to touch you," Wesley said, shifting his weight and leaning down to kiss Spike's chest.

[flaming-muse.livejournal.com]

Spike turned his head to brush their mouths together in a light kiss. "I'm never going to stop you."

[wesleysgirl.livejournal.com]

Wesley hesitated, then he decided not to point out that earlier it had seemed that Spike was trying to talk him out of it. "I think part of the fun of trying to exhaust you is to get you to a point where you do want to stop me, if only because you're too sensitive to continue."

[flaming-muse.livejournal.com]

"You've got an interesting idea of fun, pet, wanting to make me come until it hurts," Spike said, raising his head so that Wesley could reach his chest again. "But I can't complain. Can't think of anything bad in it for me."

[wesleysgirl.livejournal.com]

"Not exactly until it hurts," Wesley said, trying to clarify. "Until it would hurt. It's a subtle difference, but a difference."

[flaming-muse.livejournal.com]

"You can't expect me to understand subtle differences when you've got me thinking about sex." Spike traced Wesley's lower lip with the tip of his finger and admitted thoughtfully and a bit self-consciously, "Even if it did hurt, I'd probably still want more. When it comes to you I'm insatiable."

[wesleysgirl.livejournal.com]

"Well... there's pain, and then there's pain," Wesley said, trailing his fingers over Spike's stomach. "I don't want to hurt you. But I'd like to drive you close to the edge -- I think you'd like it."

[flaming-muse.livejournal.com]

Spike smiled, his muscles tensing involuntarily under Wesley's fingers. "I know I would if you were the one doing it."

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"I wish we could do it now," Wesley said wistfully. "But I suspect an hour in I'd be completely knackered and you'd just be getting started."

[flaming-muse.livejournal.com]

Pulling Wesley closer, Spike said, "We'll save your experiment for another day, then. Gives us something to look forward to, doesn't it?"

[wesleysgirl.livejournal.com]

Wesley closed his eyes, shifting under he was as comfortable as possible, his arm wrapped tightly around Spike's waist. "Yes, I suppose it does." He still didn't want to go to sleep and miss a moment of this, but it was clear that soon he'd drift off whether he wanted to or not.

[flaming-muse.livejournal.com]

Spike stroked his hand through Wesley's hair and down his back before finding a comfortable place to settle his arms around him. "Is this all right, love?"

[wesleysgirl.livejournal.com]

"Mm-hm," Wesley murmured contentedly. "Perfect."

[flaming-muse.livejournal.com]

His smile tinged with sadness that Wesley seemed to be falling asleep, Spike said, "Good."

[wesleysgirl.livejournal.com]

"What about you?" Wesley mumbled, moving his fingers slightly over whatever bit of Spike's skin his hand was resting against. "Are you okay?"

[flaming-muse.livejournal.com]

"Yeah." Being close to Wesley always made Spike feel good, and the extra whiskey had helped, too, leaving him warm and sluggish. He gave Wesley a gentle squeeze. "Get some sleep, pet."

[wesleysgirl.livejournal.com]

"Right," Wesley breathed. He was caught in that last moment of awareness in which he knew he was going to be asleep any second, and it was a perfect moment to be caught in.

[flaming-muse.livejournal.com]

"Love you," Spike murmured, though he wasn't sure whether Wesley was awake enough to hear it. Though he was tired and relaxed, he still fought the increasingly insistent tug of sleep for a long while, just enjoying the feel of Wesley next to him and the sense of peace that he knew would be hard to find in the morning.

[wesleysgirl.livejournal.com]

Feeling safe, Wesley sighed and let himself drift off into sleep.

[flaming-muse.livejournal.com]

Continues here (http://www.livejournal.com/community/reality_bends/53139.html).