Aw, aren't they cute when they're all sleepy and sated?

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"We can do that." Spike hooked the sheet with his foot and pulled it up over them, although even the small amount of Wesley's blood running through him made him almost jumpy with energy despite the lethargy springing from his orgasm. Still, he had no desire at all to move away, and having a sleepy Wesley in his arms was a welcome thought. He settled in, trying to make Wesley comfortable, and rested his face in his hair. "You're sure you're all right, love?" he asked.

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"We can unpack," Spike said, closing his eyes and breathing in the comforting smells of sweat, sex, and blood. "I think we'd both like this place to feel less like a warehouse and more like a home."

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Wesley nodded. "But we don't have to do it all at once." It felt odd, arguing on the side of the equation that Spike would normally be on.

[flaming-muse.livejournal.com]

Spike kissed Wesley's head again. "Right. There's no rush. We'll do whatever you want. Could go out tonight and get some use out of that movie rental membership I talked you into."

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"And lie about on the sofa some more?" Wesley asked hopefully, lifting his head to look at Spike.

[flaming-muse.livejournal.com]

"I like how you think," Spike said, smiling. "You're getting the hang of relaxing, aren't you? Or is it just part of your recovery?"

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"I suspect it's more that I'll shamelessly use any opportunity to be close to you," Wesley said.

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Delighted, Spike smiled even more warmly. "Lying about together on the sofa it is. You need to recover from all your exercise, anyway."