Emotions running high

[wesleysgirl.livejournal.com]

Continued from here.

"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.

Comments

[flaming-muse.livejournal.com]

One way or another, Spike thought, since he was far less certain about Wesley's future treatment of him. He held Wesley's gaze, though, and said seriously and precisely, "I'm not going to leave you. Not for an hour, if you don't want it, and definitely not for good. I love you. That means I'm not leaving."

[wesleysgirl.livejournal.com]

"I think I could handle an hour," Wesley said, smiling a little bit. "Although I'm sure I'd miss you terribly." He ran a hand up Spike's arm and over his shoulder, noting that just touching Spike made him feel better, more secure.

[flaming-muse.livejournal.com]

Grateful for Wesley's smile, Spike said, "I'm sure you'd manage. Hell, you'd probably want to be alone longer than that." He lowered his voice pseudo-conspiratorily and said, "I'm told I can be grating."

[wesleysgirl.livejournal.com]

Wesley felt his expression soften. "No," he said. "Not to me. Not now that I know you."

[flaming-muse.livejournal.com]

Continues here (http://www.livejournal.com/community/reality_bends/57824.html).