Just One

Am-Chau Yarkona

Summary: Buffy/Wesley Fic Bunnies challenge: Any length, any rating. Include parchment, treacle, and a tumbler. 150 word drabble, because that's the way I like to write.
Rating: R
Story Notes: For P., who wanted Buffy/Wesley.
Disclaimer: It all belongs to someone else. Joss, ME, etc.
Site:am-chau.buffymail2002.com

"Not now, Buffy. I have to finish translating this parchment."

"No, Wesley, now. I've been patrolling all night."

He was about to refuse again, but when she wrapped her arms around him it turned out to be impossible. They kissed, a treacle-sweet thing and as slow, then climbed the stairs side by side.

"Just one vamp tonight. Not enough to tire me out."

She—some youthful side still wanting to show off her physical prowess—somersaulted gracefully onto the bed, and he remembered that she'd once wanted to be a professional gymnast, "a tumbler", as his mother would have said.

Oh, but she was beautiful, and strong, and this wasn't the right thing to do but when they were together it felt so good that it couldn't be wrong. He loved her, perhaps a little better than he should, and that was all there was. Watcher's Council rules be damned.