When their bare erections finally rubbed together, Wesley whimpered against Spike's lips, dimly grateful for Spike's arm around him because he was starting to reach a point where standing upright was becoming difficult. He ached for the vampire, wanted to be taken hard and rough until there was nothing left but Spike.
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Date: 2004-03-05 01:47 pm (UTC)