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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Date: 2004-04-22 08:28 pm (UTC)