The Glitter Jungle:
Fiction:
Once Bitten, Twice Shy
Taking things slow. Wesley/Spike, Wesley/Angel
It took Wesley a long time to get to learn to trust Spike. To treat the vampire as a colleague, to fight side by side with him, to allow Spike to watch his back.
Took him even longer to accept Spike as a friend. To meet after hours and have a drink, talk about the day's troubles, share a laugh or two in the darkness of their world.
Allowing Spike into his bed was just... the next logical step, but Wesley hesitated. He wanted to, and it was obvious Spike was interested, the way his eyes lingered, his hands sometimes. But Wesley wasn't sure. He pondered it alone in his office, fingering the scar Angel had left on his shoulder.
After all... Once bitten, twice shy.