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.
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