"God, Wes..." Framing the side of Wesley's face with one hand and holding him tightly with the other, Spike brought their mouths back together as soon as Wesley had taken a breath.
Wesley was struck suddenly with the renewed realization that they were both naked, and the knowledge made him hard again even though it had been almost no time since their previous encounter. He teased Spike's tongue with his own, his fingers digging into Spike's hip in what he hoped was an unbruised or at least a mostly healed spot.
Making a muffled sound of encouragement, Spike nudged one of his legs between Wesley's and tugged him closer with a hand at the small of Wesley's back.
Pure instinct caused Wesley to push his cock in against Spike's strong thigh, and pure sensation caused him to groan as he did it. He slid his tongue deeper into Spike's mouth, flicking it over his soft palate.
Moremoremoremoremore repeated in Spike's head, but to voice the word aloud he would have had to move his mouth away from Wesley's. The thought was far too unappealing to consider. Instead he rolled his hips to give a bit more stimulation to both of their erections and ran his hands possessively over Wesley's body.
Wesley slid his hand back a few inches so that his fingers were gripping Spike's arse instead of his hip, thrusting his tongue into Spike's mouth, fucking it the way he'd have liked to be fucking another part of Spike's body.
"Want you," Spike said against the corner of Wesley's mouth when they pulled apart just far enough for Wesley to breathe. He nipped at Wesley's bottom lip and along his jaw. "Want you so bloody much."
"Don't want you to go anywhere," Spike said, pressing Wesley firmly into the mattress. He licked his thumb before returning it to Wesley's nipple and kissing him again.
"Oh..." Wesley pushed his hips against Spike more forcefully, his cock hard and aching. He was torn between wanting to let Spike be in control -- a thought that was both simple and attractive -- and wanting to fuck him, which his body certainly wanted. "God, your skin's incredible."
Wesley barely needed encouragement on that front -- he ran his hand across Spike's arse and then up over his back before returning it to its previous position and pushing against Spike even harder. "More," he said.
Spike shifted over Wesley until their erections slid against each other. He closed his eyes for a moment as his hips automatically thrust forward, sending chills of pleasure dancing up his spine.
Unsure whether his groan was because of the blissful pressure on his own cock or the feel of Spike's against his skin, Wesley could only try to choke it back as his hands clutched at Spike.
"You feel so good," Spike murmured hoarsely, dipping his head and kissing the side of Wesley's throat. He couldn't stop - and didn't want to - the slow, thrilling slide of his cock against Wesley's skin.
Spike happily pressed a line of hard, open-mouthed kisses up Wesley's neck, delighting in the feel of Wesley's pulse pounding just beneath the surface.
Groaning, Spike mouthed the junction between Wesley's neck and shoulder as their cocks ground harder against each other. "How d'you want to come, Wes? Like this? Want me inside you? Want my mouth on you?" He licked the salty sweat from Wesley's skin and bit down gently.
Spike felt a thrill of anticipation that was slightly tempered by a touch of uneasiness. "If that's what you want, pet," he said, raising his head to kiss Wesley on the chin.
Wesley would have had to be much less in control of himself not to notice Spike's slight hesitation. He angled his mouth to catch Spike's, kissing him eagerly. "What do you want?"
Taking Spike at his word in that instant, Wesley smiled into the kiss and rolled them so that he was on top again. "Tell me if I'm too heavy." The last thing he wanted to do was re-break partially healed ribs.
Wesley kissed Spike, then began to move down his body slowly, licking and sucking at each spot of skin that seemed like it would be most sensitive. He paused at Spike's nipples, paying equal attention to both and letting his teeth come into play as well.
Closing his eyes, Spike let his attention focus on the warm mouth moving over him. He arched his back slightly to encourage more and didn't try to disguise his quiet moan at the first touch of Wesley's teeth.
Tracing the crease between Spike's leg and torso with his tongue, Wesley slid his hand down to stroke Spike's cock, just once. He moved lower on the bed, sucked fiercely at a particularly attractive spot on Spike's inner thigh, then flickered the tip of his tongue over the tender skin behind Spike's balls, marveling at how soft it was.
Spike sucked in a shallow breath as Wesley's tongue pressed into him. The sensation of wet warmth there was entirely new to him, though not unwelcome, and he draped one arm over his eyes as he forced himself to relax.
Taking his time, Wesley wet the small area well with his tongue, getting everything slick. Then he pushed the end of his tongue inside again, deeper this time, while one hand stroked Spike's thigh gently.
Spike was glad that he didn't have to breathe, because he wasn't sure that he could have made his lungs work while Wesley was doing this to him. He could feel himself opening around Wesley's tongue, stretching just enough to let him in. Despite the minor discomfort, it felt incredible. "God..."
Wesley continued, slowly and gently, still rubbing Spike's leg as his tongue probed carefully. Once Spike had relaxed a bit more, Wesley began darting his tongue in, not too deeply because it wasn't necessary. There were so many sensitive nerve endings in the area he was concentrating on that he would have suspected what he was doing to be more than enough, even if Spike hadn't been seeming to enjoy it.
The tension in Spike was so pronounced that Wesley pulled back, unsure if he should continue. Stroking his finger over the now-slick area, he said soothingly, "Shh -- do you want me to stop?"
Spike managed to draw in a ragged breath and say, "No. Please. Don't stop." Even the gentle touch of Wesley's finger was enough to make Spike's voice catch.
Wesley smiled and rubbed his jaw against Spike's thigh before returning to what he'd been doing. He pushed his tongue in deep, then went back to fucking Spike with it, loving the way the vampire responded with trembling muscles and tiny noises.
Spike rolled his head on the pillow, unable to keep still. His cock was painfully hard against his stomach, but he had no desire to touch it; what Wesley was doing was more than enough to make him shake with arousal. "Wes..." escaped from his lips as a quiet moan.
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