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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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."