On the next pass upward, Spike rubbed his thumb over the slippery head of Wesley's erection and then used the forefinger of his other hand to collect some of the pre-come. He lifted it to his lips and swirled his tongue around the tip of his finger, watching Wesley's eyes as he cleaned off every drop. "Feel what you to do me?" he asked, pressing his aching erection against Wesley's hip. He slid his finger over Wesley's cock and brought it, shining with pre-come and saliva, to hover in front of Wesley's lips. "Have you ever tasted yourself, pet?"
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Date: 2004-03-05 02:26 pm (UTC)