Their own special way of keeping busy...

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"You're not helping," Spike said with a strangled laugh. "Or is that what you want? Hard and fast?" It wasn't what Spike had wanted, but he could see the merits of the idea.

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"I just want you," Wesley said, rubbing his cheek against Spike's and tightening the grip of his hand. "Whatever you want, wherever, just... you."

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Spike removed his hand from Wesley's erection and pulled Wesley away from his own. Fighting to force back the intensity of his desire, he cupped the side of Wesley's face and pressed as soft of a kiss as he could manage to his lips. "As bloody marvelous as shagging you right here sounds, I want... more." He might have lost the patience that he had had before Lilah's letter had arrived, but he still craved something other than a rough fuck in the kitchen.

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"Tell me," Wesley said, resting a hand at Spike's waist and then leaning in to brush their lips together in the faintest kiss possible. "What do you want?"

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"You. Everything. I want to see your eyes. I want to feel -" Wanted. Connected. Loved. Spike kissed Wesley again to stop himself from voicing how needy he was. "Come on, pet." He wrapped an arm around Wesley's waist and began to pull him toward the bedroom. "I can fuck you over the table another time."

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And Wesley went along cooperatively, because there was nothing else he could do. He couldn't have refused, any more than he could have kept his hands from roaming over Spike's skin as they walked through the living room and into the hallway and then the bedroom.

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Spike pushed Wesley onto the bed and quickly stripped him of his clothes before shucking his own jeans. Crawling up him, he dropped a few kisses on Wesley's stomach and chest on the way to claiming his mouth. Spike kissed him deeply, groaning with the pleasure of Wesley moving beneath him and skin sliding against skin. "Much better," he murmured, dragging lips and teeth over Wesley's jaw and down his throat.

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Arching underneath Spike because he wasn't content unless every possible inch of their skin was touching, Wesley tilted his head back, his hands sliding over Spike's shoulders. "Amazing," he gasped.

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"You are." Spike sucked on the skin just above Wesley's collarbone, raising a darker mark than the one before, and then nipped at it gently.

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Wesley pushed his hips upward against Spike, gasping again as his cock slid along the length of Spike's with a slick drag that made him shudder. He clutched at Spike's shoulder, then lifted his head and bit at it, teeth sliding over firm skin. "Want you."

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"I never get tired of hearing you say that," Spike said between kisses, licks, and nibbles down Wesley's chest and abdomen. He was so aroused that it was difficult to keep his movements gentle, but being in slightly less contact with Wesley's body increased his control. While his mouth latched onto the skin over Wesley's hip, he trailed his fingers up Wesley's thigh to dance across the sensitive skin behind his balls.

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Spike's mouth was doing incredible things to his skin, and Wesley arched into the touch with an appreciative gasp, spreading his legs slightly so that Spike would know that anything was welcome. "God," he whispered. "You're so..."

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Seeing and hearing Wesley so willing beneath him was almost too much for Spike, and he closed his eyes for a moment, dropping his forehead against Wesley's thigh and gentling the movements of his hands. When he was certain that he could do more than just take, he reached for the lube and slicked up his fingers before he rubbed them over Wesley's entrance. He licked up the underside of Wesley's erection as his finger pressed inward as carefully as Spike could manage. It was rougher than he would have liked, since his impatience was overwhelming how tender he wanted to be, but he didn't expect that Wesley would mind.

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It was exactly what Wesley had wanted, the not-quite-gentle push into his body making him whimper and tighten his hand in a fistful of sheets. He whimpered again as Spike's finger probed deeper, feeling as though his control over the english language had vanished completely.

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Spike looked up in concern, but from the look on Wesley's face the noises he was making seemed to be in pleasure and not in distress. He slid his finger in and out, spreading the lubricant and coaxing the muscles open, before adding a second. He could feel Wesley clench around him before opening to the intrusion, and Spike sucked on the head of Wesley's cock, dipping his tongue into the slit and worrying the foreskin with his lips, to encourage him to relax further.

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Wesley curled his spine in response, making the angle easier for both of them and closing his eyes as Spike's fingers filled him. Almost immediately he had to open his eyes again, needing to see Spike. When Spike's wet mouth sucked harder at his cock, he made another sound, this time a whimper stretched into a groan. "Please. Spike, please..."

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His arousal becoming even more fevered by those pleas, Spike pushed his fingers deeper and took Wesley's erection fully into his mouth. He knew that the last remnants of his control would be lost once his cock was finally inside of Wesley, and he wanted to push Wesley close to the edge before then. Entirely focused on the tastes, sounds, and smells of the man beneath him, Spike ran his lips and tongue along the shaft and rubbed the pads of his fingers over Wesley's prostate.

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Spike's fingers, and his mouth, and... Wesley heard a low keening and only a moment or two later realized that he was the one making it. He trembled violently on the edge of orgasm, instinctively feeling that he shouldn't, that he needed to wait, hold off...

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Sensing how close Wesley was, Spike withdrew his fingers and wrapped them tightly around the base of Wesley's erection to keep his release at bay. Spike surged upward and kissed him with desperate force. "God, Wes," he panted against Wesley's mouth. "I've got to be in you. Please, love."

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Unable to answer with words, Wesley shifted beneath Spike and wrapped one leg around Spike's waist, bringing them neatly into position without breaking their frantic kiss.

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There was no way Spike that could stop himself; he tilted his hips to the right angle and pushed into that perfect, slick passage. He knew he should give Wesley time to adjust, but his body had a different idea, and he pulled out before thrusting slowly back into the welcoming heat. "God," he said in a small, choked voice. "Wesley..."

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Wesley moved to allow the thrust to go even deeper, groaning as his body fought itself on the line between discomfort and sheer relief. His hands slid down Spike's back to the curve of his waist, then one slid even lower to clutch encouragingly at Spike's buttock, his body speaking for him since his voice seemed lost.

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Spike deliberately watched each flicker of pleasure pass across Wesley's face, knowing that every bit of it was because of him. No one else was making him moan with incoherent desire. No one else was causing his breath to catch in his throat or his fingers to press into Spike's skin. No one else was making his pulse pound as loud as thunder and his pupils dilate until the beautiful blue irises were nearly eclipsed. Mine. Mine, Spike thought, his hips speeding up at the knowledge that at that very moment it was true.

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God, he was so close. Wesley was shaking with tension from trying to hold back, from trying to get one more moment's exquisite pleasure, and then one more. Spike was moving steadily, pushing into him with a rhythm that was taking his breath away. Completely helpless in the face of the sensations that were rolling through him, Wesley couldn't do anything but hold onto Spike as the thrusts came faster still.

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"Say my name," Spike said, bending his head to Wesley's shoulder as his body raced toward its release. Kissing the sweat-dampened skin, he thrust deeper, harder, faster. "Say my name when you come." He stroked Wesley's erection with clumsy fingers, too far gone for finesse.

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That sounded so much like permission that Wesley's body tensed instinctively, seconds from orgasm. He slid a hand down to cup Spike's chin and lifted his face until their eyes met. "Spike," he said, a bit strangled but clear enough. "Spike, love -- " And then it ripped through him, his back arching with the force of it.

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Spike tried to hold back for just a minute longer so that he could appreciate and memorize each spasm of Wesley's body and sound of his pleasure, but his name on Wesley's lips and the intensity of his gaze was his undoing. "OhgodWes." As Wesley's muscles clenched around him and his release spattered over Spike's abdomen, Spike's hips stuttered and jerked. He buried his face in Wesley's shoulder and his cock deep inside of him as he gasped and groaned and came.

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Still twitching in the aftermath of his own release, Wesley tightened his arms around Spike and held on, feeling his own slowing breathing pressing his chest against Spike's thinner one with each inhalation. One hand slid up to cup the back of Spike's neck, rubbing soothingly.

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Rising slowly back into the world, Spike felt simultaneously shattered and at peace, his heart and his soul terrifyingly open and content. He was unwilling to re-erect his very necessary barriers quite yet, so he kept his eyes closed and nuzzled softly against Wesley's skin with a wordless murmur of happiness.

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Wesley lifted his head slightly and kissed Spike's temple. "Love you," he whispered, feeling a flush crawl over him as he really said the words aloud for the first time, thrilled and terrified.

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Spike wondered suddenly if his soul had come with a curse after all: the inability to believe anyone saying those words to him. He was filled with amazed joy, but he still felt empty. Yet Spike knew that his only curse was that his soul did not change the fact that he was at his core a selfish creature. Despite how much he wanted what Wesley was giving him, despite how much he wanted to give himself in return, he could never forget for long the bitter reality that there were stronger claims on Wesley's heart.

Those thoughts flashed through and out of Spike's mind in less than a second, and he was thinking only of Wesley when he looked into his eyes. "Wesley," he murmured, his voice warm and full of wonder. He pressed their lips together in a tender kiss.

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Wesley leaned into the kiss, suddenly very aware of the fact that Spike was still inside him and that he didn't want him to move. "Spike..."

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Taking his time, Spike kissed Wesley gently but thoroughly, caressing his skin with trembling, careful hands.

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Grateful for the tender affection, Wesley continued to rub Spike's shoulder and slid the hand that had been resting at the back of his neck up into the short bleached hair.

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To stop himself from asking the question that kept running through his head - Why? - Spike kept his mouth on Wesley's, using his hands and his lips to try to show Wesley how much he cherished him and what he had said.

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Wesley felt a mild lassitude stealing over him, his touch slowing and becoming more gentle. He felt that he could continue to kiss Spike like this for hours without tiring of it. It hadn't, of course, escaped his notice that Spike hadn't seemed to react to his emotional declaration, but he tried to push that bit of information to a far corner of his mind and concentrate on the here and now.

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Leaning up to brush kisses over Wesley's eyelids, Spike realized that he was still half-hard and buried inside of him. "Sorry, love," he said, pressing his palms into the mattress and reluctantly pulling away. "Forgot you need to breathe."

He settled tightly against Wesley's right side and rested his head on Wesley's shoulder. Catching sight of the wound on Wesley's arm, he lifted it to his mouth and ghosted his lips over the healing incision. "You've given me so much," he whispered with more than a little awe. "Your blood. Your trust." He paused briefly, still unable to believe the next item. "Your heart. I can't tell you how much it means to me."

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Warmed at Spike's words, Wesley removed his arm from Spike's grip and instead used it to hug the vampire closer. "I'm glad," he said quietly. "I want... God, I want this to work."

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"We'll do our best," Spike said, ignoring for the moment the growing hollowness in his chest.

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Which Wesley was sure meant he'd be expected to do his best. Not to screw things up, or make mistakes. Trying to sound more confident than he was, he said, "Of course we will."

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"Good." Spike rubbed his cheek against Wesley's shoulder and traced the tip of his finger over the mark he had left above his collarbone. "Good," he repeated more softly.

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Wesley wished that he could just close his eyes and go to sleep, but it was barely lunch time and he had things to do. Still, he relaxed more fully into Spike's embrace, just for a moment. He wondered for how long he could continue to tell himself that -- just another moment, then perhaps one more. "Technically I didn't give you my blood, you know," he said casually.

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"You spilled it for me. Close enough." Spike gave a self-conscious laugh. "I was being poetic."

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"No, I understand." Wesley trailed a hand along Spike's side. "But I would." Wondering if that was a bit too vague, he clarified, "Give you my blood."

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Spike looked at Wesley with wide, stunned eyes. "You don't... I wouldn't... Why would you..." He couldn't seem to keep his thoughts together long enough to finish a sentence. Taking a shallow breath, Spike said with a faint grin, "You've done the impossible; you've made me speechless."

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Continues here (http://www.livejournal.com/community/reality_bends/18328.html).