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A Different Sort of Drug

Its warmth spread throughout his body, infiltrating every crevice of his being until he felt he would burst with it. He brushed gentle kisses against her hair, murmuring soft words of devotion as she slept, her strong little hand resting against his unbeating heart. His eyes drifted slowly closed, even as he fought to remain alert, to commit every second to memory for all eternity. Spike surrendered to her presence; her unique scent, the soothing rhythm of her heart, the gentle sound of her breath, the warmth of her body and that which he had craved throughout his existence. Love.

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