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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Date: 2004-03-06 01:30 pm (UTC)