Spike could see that Wesley was barely holding onto his control, and the thought was exhilarating. He wanted to see all the passion and need that Wesley felt, to see just how fervently and deeply Wesley wanted him. Groaning as Wesley's finger pushed into him, he slid his feet up the bed and tilted his hips to take him deeper, but it wasn't nearly enough. "Wes, please. Show me," he begged, his hands moving eagerly over Wesley's skin. "You can't hurt me. Don't hold back."