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Continued from here.

Wesley's cock throbbed in vehement response, and he cried out softly, that being the only way that he could warn Spike of how close he was to release. "Love..."

Date: 2004-12-07 10:42 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] flaming-muse.livejournal.com
Spike slowed his hand, hoping to keep Wesley in this delicious state of arousal, of complete focus on Spike's body and words, for a little while longer. "I can feel your blood in me. Making me hard. Making my head spin with how good it feels."

Date: 2004-12-07 10:58 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] flaming-muse.livejournal.com
"I love you, too. I love that you trusted me enough to let me. Wanted me to." With a little groan, Spike rocked his hips upwards, trying to ease some of the pressure building in him. The glide of his cock against Wesley's back did no good at all, of course, except to make him even harder. "Wanted to be a part of me."

Date: 2004-12-07 11:24 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] flaming-muse.livejournal.com
"Years of practice on myself," Spike said with a strained grin as he fought back the urge to pull Wesley up into his lap and right onto his erection. "This is much better." With a gentle hand on Wesley's thigh, he guided Wesley's leg open and over his own, and he grunted his approval at the sight of Wesley sprawled so wantonly over him. "Fuck, so much better," he said, caressing the smooth skin of Wesley's inner thigh.

Date: 2004-12-08 02:05 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] flaming-muse.livejournal.com
Spike kept up the movements of his hands, careful not to get too enthusiastic so that it wouldn't be over before he was ready. "You have no idea how much I love you," he said with a fierce sense of certainty of his own emotions. His fingers tightened just a bit around the hard column of Wesley's erection, reveling in its solidity. "How much I love having you like this. You're gorgeous. You're perfect."

Date: 2004-12-08 11:54 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] flaming-muse.livejournal.com
The water swirled around them in gentle waves, and Spike groaned as his cock rubbed against Wesley's spine. "There isn't an inch of you I don't love," he said hoarsely, tracing the side of his thumb along the tense tendon in Wesley's inner thigh as his other hand kept stroking his erection. "I want every bit of you."

Date: 2004-12-08 03:20 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] flaming-muse.livejournal.com
"Tell me again you're mine," Spike murmured before he nipped gently at Wesley's ear lobe. He sped up his hand, eager to draw more of those arousing noises from Wesley's throat.

Date: 2004-12-08 04:16 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] flaming-muse.livejournal.com
A sharp surge of elation rushed through Spike, and he redoubled his efforts, stroking Wesley's cock with swift, sure movements. Wesley was hot in his hands, tense and trembling against him, and Spike avidly soaked in every detail, every gasp, every moan, every throb, every unconscious shift of his body. "Going to come for me, love?" he asked against Wesley's throat. "Going to show me how much you like how I touch you?"

Date: 2004-12-08 04:42 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] flaming-muse.livejournal.com
"Show me. I want to see you come." Dizzy with his own arousal, Spike slid his hand down Wesley's thigh to caress the skin behind Wesley's balls as he pressed eager kisses to his neck. "Please."

Date: 2004-12-08 05:28 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] flaming-muse.livejournal.com
Spike had seen a lot of beautiful things over the years - gorgeous people, masterful artwork, Angel tripping and falling on his face - but Wesley in the midst of his orgasm had to rank right near the top for him. Any last hint of his reserve was gone; he was completely lost in the pleasure of the moment, head thrown back, back arched, and hands clinging to Spike. "Yes. Yes," Spike whispered as Wesley cried out, his hips jerking and his cock throbbing with his release. "That's it. Just like that. Love you. Love you."

Date: 2004-12-08 06:48 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] flaming-muse.livejournal.com
When Wesley had relaxed back against him, Spike wrapped his arms around him, rubbing his cheek against his hair and holding him close. He was still aroused - painfully so - but the pleasure of having Wesley draped over him, sated because of how Spike had touched him, was enough for that moment. "I love being able to do that to you," he said softly, smiling.

Date: 2004-12-08 08:04 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] flaming-muse.livejournal.com
"I'm glad you think so," Spike replied, gently caressing Wesley's hip. "Then you'll let me do it again."

Date: 2004-12-08 08:39 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] flaming-muse.livejournal.com
Spike dropped a soft kiss on Wesley's temple. "Can't have that, can we? I don't fancy you not being alive," he said lightly. "Especially because of me."

Date: 2004-12-08 09:42 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] flaming-muse.livejournal.com
Keeping a loose hold on Wesley as he moved, Spike tightened his arms again as soon as Wesley seemed to be settled. He eagerly met his mouth for a kiss, making a soft sound of happiness at the contact.

Date: 2004-12-08 10:56 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] flaming-muse.livejournal.com
Spike groaned into Wesley's mouth, his hips lifting to follow Wesley's hand.

Date: 2004-12-09 01:47 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] flaming-muse.livejournal.com
"Seems to be mutual, then," Spike said in a strangled voice. He kissed Wesley again, harder this time, as he shivered at his touch.

Date: 2004-12-09 03:19 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] flaming-muse.livejournal.com
"God, love," Spike gasped, thrusting into Wesley's grip. He slid a hand into Wesley's hair, continuing to kiss him. "You make me so hungry for you."

Date: 2004-12-09 03:56 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] flaming-muse.livejournal.com
"Yes," Spike replied vehemently, tilting his hips to take in more of Wesley's finger. It wasn't the thick cock he craved, but it still felt good. "Yes. Fuck, yes. Want you so much."

Date: 2004-12-09 05:44 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] flaming-muse.livejournal.com
Spike let his head fall back against the edge of the tub; it was suddenly too much work to hold it up. He didn't want anything to distract him from what Wesley was doing. "Like what? Desperate?" he asked with a shaky laugh, his body moving restlessly with Wesley's hands. He groaned with the next thrust of Wesley's fingers, shutting his eyes as he shuddered.

Date: 2004-12-09 06:27 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] flaming-muse.livejournal.com
"It's all for you." Spike's body protested the addition of a third finger, and he moaned with the very pleasurable burn as his muscles opened around Wesley's hand. "Yeah, love. God, that's good." He let go of Wesley with one hand to brace it against the edge of the tub for more leverage.

Date: 2004-12-09 08:08 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] flaming-muse.livejournal.com
"Faster. Deeper." Spike couldn't stop himself from writhing, the sinuous movement of his body sending small waves through the water. "Harder. Please."

Date: 2004-12-09 09:17 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] flaming-muse.livejournal.com
Arching his back at the feel of Wesley's fingers pushing deep into him, it took Spike a moment to obey his command. He met Wesley's eyes and was immediately caught in them, unable to look away.

Date: 2004-12-09 09:45 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] flaming-muse.livejournal.com
"Please," Spike gasped, thrusting his cock into Wesley's hand and forcing his fingers deeper inside, begging both for him to keep touching him and for the picture Wesley was painting with his words to come true. "I want you. I want you in me."

Date: 2004-12-09 10:24 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] flaming-muse.livejournal.com
Continues here (http://www.livejournal.com/community/reality_bends/78419.html).

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