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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Not a minute too soon, Spike managed to keep from saying, though the sentiment was strong. It wasn't Wesley's fault he didn't have supernatural healing powers. "I'm trying to let you do what you want." He corrected himself. "Apart from moving boxes."

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"I'll try to leave the rest of the box-moving to you," Wesley said. "We can do a few hours of work this afternoon and then have the evening for lounging."

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"Wasn't there going to be a nap first?" Spike asked.