Emotions running high

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"No," Wesley said, when what he really meant was yes, please, more. He was aware that he shouldn't do that -- say one thing when he meant another -- but he couldn't, simply couldn't ask for what he needed. He moved toward Spike just a tiny bit, wanting the comfort of his body but unable to ask for that either. Every muscle in his body was tense, his eyes burning with unshed tears.

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[flaming-muse.livejournal.com]

"It's all right, love," Spike said. He felt a bit awkward holding Wesley but not being held in return, but the way Wesley was pressing against him kept him there. "I've got you, and I'm not going anywhere."

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Squeezing his eyes more tightly shut, Wesley finally managed to get an arm around Spike's waist, and a bit of control over himself at the same time. "Could we sit down?" he asked, his voice almost painfully rough.

[flaming-muse.livejournal.com]

Except to sit down, apparently, Spike thought, but he was smart enough to keep the wisecrack to himself. "Whatever you want," he said, still rather unsure whether he had made things better or worse.

[wesleysgirl.livejournal.com]

Wesley didn't want to release Spike now that he had ahold of him, so they turned, still with one arm around the other, and walked awkwardly to the side of the bed, where they sat. "Thanks. Sorry."

[flaming-muse.livejournal.com]

"It's all right," Spike said gently. He was quiet for a moment before asking, "Have I helped at all?"

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Reaching out to rest his hand on Spike's bare leg, Wesley said, "Yes, of course. It's not your fault that I'm..." He shrugged a bit.

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"It's not about fault," Spike said, covering Wesley's hand with his own. "It's not a problem. I just want to know if I'm making you feel better or if I'm not giving you what you need."

[wesleysgirl.livejournal.com]

"I think what I need is the problem," Wesley said shakily.