Wesley's hand worked at the front of Spike's jeans feverishly, wanting them open. Their kisses were hard and open mouthed, tongues tasting each other, Wesley's hot breath warming Spike's lips. He'd never wanted anyone like this before. "Want you so badly. Need you..."
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Date: 2004-03-05 01:27 pm (UTC)