illyria is a very inspirational person (godking) wrote in utr_logs,
Wesley had come to rely on himself a lot in those weeks when he had been working on his own, during his falling out with Angel and the others. Yes, he'd had a team, but they weren't the type he could rely on to watch his back. The fact was, he hadn't known them well enough to trust them that way. With Faith though, he could trust her not to let him die. Again. Not that he actually expected fledgling vampires to kill either of them, but they would still watch each other's backs. No point in needless risks. It could always be the day when one of them screwed up.
"Yes," he swallowed, "it's...quite." He finally understood what she meant about slaying, making her want to have sex. He'd certainly felt that from time to time with Fred, taking down monsters then snogging until one of the others on their team got uncomfortable. It had never been a problem with Angel or Gunn or Spike, and certainly not with Illyria, but it seemed to be the case again with Faith. His blood was humming with it, and it was almost overwhelming. He watched her as she pulled off her jacket, fighting against inappropriate thoughts. Oh, to hell with it! It had been quite some time, and she was a beautiful woman, and the worst she could do was kill him. He walked up to her without preamble and kissed her before he could stop himself. It was hardly sweet or romantic, but he didn't imagine she would have appreciated that.