Wesley had no intention of stopping, not that he thought it likely he'd have been able to. His body took over, a steady rhythm of deep, hard, jabbing thrusts that felt glorious and were accompanied by harsh breathing as he tried to kiss Spike at the same time.
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Date: 2004-03-26 05:33 pm (UTC)