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One Shot Peaceful. It wasn’t a word that usually suited him but watching him now she could tell. He was peaceful. Eyes closed with sleep, lashes gently brushing skin, muscles blissfully relaxed, full, sweet lips pulled up in the tiniest of smiles, one arm carelessly thrown over his smooth, pale chest while the other was holding her close, gently but firmly, like she was the most precious thing. He was peaceful. Buffy sighed and disentangled herself from Spike. The peaceful look disappeared.
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