A/N – Just a short fic I wrote as a challenge entry a long ways back. I don't remember where it was entered, but the challenge was a Willow/Wesley pairing with the comparison of Willow to an animal cracker.
Disclaimer- I own nothing.
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Willow tried to see Wesley over the top of the massive pile of books that lay between them.
"Um...Wes?" She asked, carefully pushing some of the texts out of the way.
The soft snoring continued, and she smiled a bit. The Ex-Watcher was sleeping, his head resting on a copy of 'Demi Gods of the Sixteenth Century.'
She shook her head. And here she thought he was Mr. Research...
He slowly stirred and muttered something incoherent until Willow leaned closer.
"Mmm...like that...Yes...Oh God, Willow..."
The said redhead emitted a small squeak and bit her lip.
"That...oh...you're an animal..." He muttered.
"I'm a what?!" Willow all but yelled.
Wesley shot up from his place hunched over the table. "U-um...W-Will...Willow...w-what ar-are you t-talking abo-"
"I'm an animal?" She asked, blushing almost the color of her hair.
"Y-You're...an..." He looked around, spotting the munchies the girl had brought earlier. "You're an animal cracker! All sweet and tangy...." He muttered, blushing now almost as much as she was.
He got up quickly. "I-I think i-it might be best if I lea-"
He was cut off by her lips on his, and he stood there in shock before wrapping his arms around her waist.
He smiled as she pulled away smirking.
"I think I like being an animal cracker..."