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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