How many threads have they actually been dressed for now? This could be a record.

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"I won't deny that the thought holds a certain appeal," Wesley said, very nearly echoing Spike's own earlier words.

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"I've never been good at following orders," Spike said. "But I might be willing to try for you."

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Using his hand in Spike's hair to pull the vampire closer, Wesley kissed him. "Even if I were to ask you to do terrible things that you'd otherwise never consider?" he murmured against Spike's lips, his tone of voice making it clear that his requests would actually be the opposite.

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"You should know by now I like terrible things," Spike said, nipping lightly at Wesley's lower lip.

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Wesley smiled. "What if I said I wanted you to do... terrible things... to me?" he asked teasingly.

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"Like what?" Spike pulled back an inch or two and said with mock horror, "Tell me this isn't an evil plan to make me cook you dinner. That might be too terrible even for me."

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"No, I suspect that might be terrible for me as well," Wesley said. "I was thinking more along the lines of ravaging my naked body, actually."

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Spike dragged his hand up Wesley's chest and curled his fingertips over the edge of his collar to rest on the skin beneath. "You think you'd have to order me to do that?" he asked, just barely brushing their lips together.

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This time when Wesley smiled, it was against Spike's mouth. "Not at all. I just thought it might be fun."

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"Would it? You like the idea of me being entirely at your command?" Spike kissed the corner of Wesley's mouth. "You'd just have to ask, and I'd do it." He laughed softly. "Not that I don't already."

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Wesley's breath caught at the image in his mind: Spike kneeling before him and sucking him off. "Spike?" he said huskily.

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"Yes, love?" Spike smiled as he heard Wesley's heartbeat speeding up.

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"I'd very much like it if you'd agree to do what I tell you to do," Wesley told him. "No questions. Just action."

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"I wouldn't do that for just anyone, you know," Spike said, sitting back enough that he could meet Wesley's eyes. "But I will for you."

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"Thank you," Wesley said formally. Then with a somewhat harder edge to his voice, "Kiss me."

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Of course, Spike immediately wanted to ask where, but Wesley had said that he didn't want questions, so he mentally shrugged and leaned in to press their lips together in a chaste kiss.

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Even before the kiss had ended, Wesley realized that he was going to have to be more specific. "Kiss me again," he said. "And this time, do it as if you want me to become unbearably aroused."

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Spike didn't try to contain his grin as he leaned forward again, this time licking along the seam of Wesley's lips until they parted and then delving deeply inside. His hands already itched to touch and to hold, but he kept them to himself as he kissed Wesley until he was nearly breathless.

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"Mm, love, you're so good at that," Wesley said, using words that he thought he'd like to hear himself had their positions been reversed. "Tell me if you enjoy this?"

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"Of course I do," Spike replied obediently. His tongue flicked out once over his lower lip, capturing some of the taste of Wesley's mouth that lingered there, but he didn't make another move.

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"Now I'd like you to take off your clothes," Wesley instructed. "Not too quickly."

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Although Wesley hadn't given him explicit permission to stand, it seemed the easiest way to accomplish the task. Spike rose to his feet and grabbed the hem of his shirt before slowly pulling the garment over his head and letting it drop to the floor. He kept his eyes on Wesley's as he unfastened his jeans with deliberate movements and began to slide them down his legs. Pushing his discarded clothes aside with his foot, he stood easily in front of Wesley, unashamed by his obvious arousal, and waited for his next instruction.

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Wesley slid a hand up the inside of Spike's thigh, so lightly that he barely touched skin, and leaned forward to blow warm air across Spike's erection.

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Spike's hands clenched and then relaxed at his sides, and his erection responded nicely to the feel of Wesley's breath, but he kept the rest of himself as still as possible. He hadn't really anticipated being teased, but he didn't mind if it was what Wesley wanted.

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"No, perhaps later," Wesley mused, mostly to himself. He stood up in front of Spike and lay a hand on the vampire's shoulder. "Kneel down and undo my slacks."

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The corners of his mouth quirked up slightly with amusement at the situation, Spike sank to his knees. He glanced up at Wesley from under his lashes and then turned his attention to Wesley's slacks, slipping the button through the button hole and carefully lowering the zipper. He was sorely tempted to slide his palm over the fabric-covered bulge in front of him, but when he was done with Wesley's fly he simply sat back on his heels and looked up again.

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It was difficult to get the next words out, but Wesley managed it. "I want your mouth on me."

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Spike considered lifting Wesley's hand to his lips and kissing the back of it to tease Wesley for being vague with his order, but instead he pushed the hem of Wesley's shirt out of the way and pressed his mouth to the warm skin of Wesley's abdomen.

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Wesley gasped slightly at the touch of Spike's lips, but said rather sternly, "As pleasant as that is, you know it's not what I meant. I want you to suck my cock."

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Now you're getting it, pet, Spike thought as a slight shiver ran up his spine. He pushed open Wesley's slacks and slid the waistband of his underwear down so that his flushed erection sprang free. Hastily swallowing back a groan, Spike dipped his head, licking around the tip of Wesley's cock before taking it into his mouth and sucking lightly on it.

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A shudder ran through Wesley at the feel of Spike's lips on his erection, and he slid a hand into Spike's hair. "Yes. Like that."

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Sucking a bit harder, Spike swirled his tongue around the head of Wesley's cock once more, his own erection becoming even harder at the familiar taste of Wesley's pre-come. He shuffled slightly closer so that he could take more of him in.

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Wesley was determined not to come -- he hadn't quite decided how far he wanted to take this -- but it was clear that that was going to be difficult, as the sight of Spike on his knees was just as arousing in reality as it had been in his imagination. "Slower. And more gently."

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Spike didn't want to go slower; now that he had Wesley in his mouth he wanted to drive him mad with desire and push him, shouting, over the edge. It wasn't about what he wanted, though; it was about meeting Wesley's desires. Bringing a hand up to Wesley's hip to steady himself, he slowed down a bit, sucking less avidly and using the tip of his tongue to play with Wesley's foreskin.

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Oh God, it was so very good, and Wesley suspected that Spike knew it. He was tempted to let himself go, to fuck Spike's mouth until he came. Instead he allowed himself to groan softly, his fingers tightening in Spike's hair. "God yes," he murmured. "Don't stop. Just like that."

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Wesley's approval - and the not quite gentle pull of his fingers in Spike's hair - made Spike shudder, but he kept the movements of his lips and tongue slow and steady, trying to give him exactly what he wanted.

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"Good. That's so good." Wesley closed his eyes, but opened them again almost immediately because he was so enjoying watching Spike like this. Being able to see his own erection sliding in and out of Spike's mouth... unable to help himself, Wesley thrust in a little bit, groaning again at the incredible sensation.

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Spike made a small sound of approval as Wesley thrust forward, and he relaxed his jaw to allow him to do it again. Unlike his experiences of a century past, this wasn't about force and domination; it was about love and giving Wesley as much pleasure as possible. He glanced up and met Wesley's eyes for a moment before letting his eyelids shut halfway and focusing back on his task.

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Wesley almost came in the instant that Spike glanced up at him, a wave of pleasure rolling through him. He had to clamp down on it hard, not allow himself to feel it, because he wasn't ready for this to be over. Not yet. "Spike," he said roughly. "God, Spike..."

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The way that Wesley said his name, his voice harsh with arousal and obvious pleasure, was music to Spike's ears. His grip tightened on Wesley's hip, the only outlet he had for his own building arousal, since he wasn't allowed to suck harder and hadn't been told to touch himself. He looked up again, needing to see as well as hear and feel Wesley's reactions.

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Clamping down on his arousal, Wesley took a slow breath and smiled as Spike's eyes met his. "You're perfect," he said tightly, thrusting in a little bit. "So good."

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Spike caressed Wesley's hip with his thumb, hoping that it would encourage Wesley to thrust more. Not that he had any say in what Wesley would do, but he wanted him to know that he could do whatever he liked.

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It was difficult to decide what he wanted. It would have been difficult under any circumstances, but here -- with Wesley's hips moving just the smallest amount, with his cock moving in and out of Spike's beautiful mouth -- it seemed nearly impossible. "Stop," he growled, because he needed a moment to think.

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Pushing back a wave of frustration, Spike stopped moving, though he didn't pull back.

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There. "Stand up," Wesley said, knowing now what he wanted.

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Continues here (http://www.livejournal.com/community/reality_bends/30337.html).