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

[flaming-muse.livejournal.com]

Continued from here.

"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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[wesleysgirl.livejournal.com]

"Well, I know I've been... resistant, at times. But I wouldn't want you to think that I didn't appreciate it, even when I found it irritating." Wesley immediately wondered if his words would upset Spike. "I love you for it."

[flaming-muse.livejournal.com]

'Irritating' banished some of that contentment, and Spike's smile faded a degree or two, but he replied, "You're impatient to be well. I know that. Better you be upset with me for what you think is coddling than hurting yourself doing something you shouldn't."

[wesleysgirl.livejournal.com]

"No, it's not better," Wesley said, tracing Spike's collar bone with one fingertip. "Better would be me being less stubborn and just giving myself the time to heal, not being upset with you for being reasonable. I know that."

[flaming-muse.livejournal.com]

"You weren't wrong when you accused me of being overprotective," Spike said with what he hoped was an unconcerned little shrug, although the conversation was treading on delicate territory for his feelings. "I could've let you test your limits the way you wanted."

[wesleysgirl.livejournal.com]

"No -- you had every right to be concerned, and I should have been more understanding." Wesley smiled. "In any case, we're nearly past all that now."

[flaming-muse.livejournal.com]

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."

[wesleysgirl.livejournal.com]

"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."

[flaming-muse.livejournal.com]

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