Giving him a tired smile, I reveled in the warmth that spread from my toes to my belly to my chest. He didn’t want anything bad to happen to me. God how sentimental that sounded, so utterly sappy. But I didn’t really care, not right now. It sounded terribly sweet at the moment. His touch, his words, his voice, god, everything about him. How in the hell did I not notice this before?
‘I’m sure,” I told him softly. “I’ve had concussions before. And since you’ve woken me up at least twice now and I’ve been more or less coherent on both counts, it should be fine. Besides, you look pretty knackered yourself, love.”
I snuggled closer to him, sliding my leg over his and pulling him closer. My smile grew when he mentioned that if this was a dream, he’d rather not wake up either. Of course then he went to convince me that it wasn’t a dream. And bloody hell, that was just to good to be true. I never did get anything like this. I didn’t get nice, I didn’t get to be loved, I never got the girl. Or the guy in this case. Vampire? No matter.
“Well, if that’s the case,” I murmured, rubbing the not swollen side of my face against his bare shoulder. I felt as though I should start to purr right away. “Then I guess it’s fine to sleep for a longer period now. We could both use the sleep.” Dear god let him still be here when I wake up in the morning. I’m going to kill someone if this turns out to be a bloody dream.
Ok, he was sure of it. And of course he's had concussions before, should've thought bout that one. I mean look at his line of work, no way that he couldn't.
Could feel his body push up closer against mine. I wanted that, wanted that more then anything. Didn't matter how close we were already I wanted him to be closer. Just need to feel the warmth of his skin against mine. Wanted to feel every inch of him upon me. I felt a sort of comfort with him here like this. Even a safe feeling, not that I really needed to be kept safe since you know whole vampire thing and usually suppose to be the big bad guy myself. But with him I felt that maybe I didn't need to worry bout anything right now.
"Could both use the sleep" I agree with him and place another soft kiss on his forehead. Couldn't stop doing that either.
I Attempt to wrap my arms around him even tighter then I had them, which didn't work too well. "Night" I murmur as I start to drift off closing my eyes. I could even feel his heart beat against my body in a few different spots. Could get use to something like that, nice way to put a vampire to sleep.
“Yes we could,” I sighed happily when he planted another kiss on my forehead. I could easily become addicted to that quite fast. Or his touch, or the feel of his body so close by, his skin against mine, his touch, me touching him. Oh yes, that was quite a danger, becoming addicted to Spike. Oddly enough, I don’t seem to care.
His arms warp around me and even tighter then before. I feel oddly save and cherished, no matter how sappy that sounds. Who’d have though that William the Bloody, part of the former Scourge of Europe is a cuddler. A snuggler. It makes me wonder about Drusilla, but I quickly push those thoughts aside. Not the time to think about that now. Or ever, I realize, as a stab of jealousy goes through me.
I slide closer to him, turning onto my stomach in his arms. My head comes to rest on his chest, while my legs tangle with his. Reaching down, I pull up the covers and tuck us both in. My bruised cheek is resting lightly on his cool skin and I let out a happy sigh. “Sleep well, love,” say, my eyes already closing. It’s not long after that I find myself deep asleep, floating away on a sea of relaxation.
‘I’m sure,” I told him softly. “I’ve had concussions before. And since you’ve woken me up at least twice now and I’ve been more or less coherent on both counts, it should be fine. Besides, you look pretty knackered yourself, love.”
I snuggled closer to him, sliding my leg over his and pulling him closer. My smile grew when he mentioned that if this was a dream, he’d rather not wake up either. Of course then he went to convince me that it wasn’t a dream. And bloody hell, that was just to good to be true. I never did get anything like this. I didn’t get nice, I didn’t get to be loved, I never got the girl. Or the guy in this case. Vampire? No matter.
“Well, if that’s the case,” I murmured, rubbing the not swollen side of my face against his bare shoulder. I felt as though I should start to purr right away. “Then I guess it’s fine to sleep for a longer period now. We could both use the sleep.” Dear god let him still be here when I wake up in the morning. I’m going to kill someone if this turns out to be a bloody dream.
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Could feel his body push up closer against mine. I wanted that, wanted that more then anything. Didn't matter how close we were already I wanted him to be closer. Just need to feel the warmth of his skin against mine. Wanted to feel every inch of him upon me. I felt a sort of comfort with him here like this. Even a safe feeling, not that I really needed to be kept safe since you know whole vampire thing and usually suppose to be the big bad guy myself. But with him I felt that maybe I didn't need to worry bout anything right now.
"Could both use the sleep" I agree with him and place another soft kiss on his forehead. Couldn't stop doing that either.
I Attempt to wrap my arms around him even tighter then I had them, which didn't work too well. "Night" I murmur as I start to drift off closing my eyes. I could even feel his heart beat against my body in a few different spots. Could get use to something like that, nice way to put a vampire to sleep.
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Spike. Oddly enough, I don’t seem to care.
His arms warp around me and even tighter then before. I feel oddly save and cherished, no matter how sappy that sounds. Who’d have though that William the Bloody, part of the former Scourge of Europe is a cuddler. A snuggler. It makes me wonder about Drusilla, but I quickly push those thoughts aside. Not the time to think about that now. Or ever, I realize, as a stab of jealousy goes through me.
I slide closer to him, turning onto my stomach in his arms. My head comes to rest on his chest, while my legs tangle with his. Reaching down, I pull up the covers and tuck us both in. My bruised cheek is resting lightly on his cool skin and I let out a happy sigh. “Sleep well, love,” say, my eyes already closing. It’s not long after that I find myself deep asleep, floating away on a sea of relaxation.
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