Answering the age old question of how long Spike can keep from talking.

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Continued from here.

Spike reluctantly let Wesley's cock slip from his mouth and rose gracefully to his feet.

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[flaming-muse.livejournal.com]

Spike was being driven mad by the knowledge that Wesley was just taking what he wanted from him and by the way that Wesley's cock kept pushing its way deep inside and then retreating, sliding with just enough friction to make Spike's entire body burn. His own erection was rock hard and leaking, his muscles were trembling, and Wesley's words were echoing endlessly in his ears. "Fuck, Wes," he gasped before he could stop himself.

[wesleysgirl.livejournal.com]

Oh, Wesley wanted to hear more gasps and words like that from Spike. Without pausing his movements, he let go of Spike's hip again and reached around to grasp Spike's cock, stroking it with a firm grip.

[flaming-muse.livejournal.com]

His hands clenching on the cushions, Spike threw his head back and sucked in a huge lungful of air, trying desperately not to come then and there as Wesley's hand provided even more stimulation. "God," he said, the word strangled from his tension.

[wesleysgirl.livejournal.com]

Wesley shoved himself deeper, concentrated his grip on the head of Spike's cock, and said, "I want you to come."

[flaming-muse.livejournal.com]

Spike was helpless to refuse. "Wes, I..." The tremors wracking his body cut off the rest of whatever he was going to say as the fire that had been burning through him engulfed him completely. Jerking in Wesley's grasp, Spike clenched tightly around Wesley's cock buried deep inside of him as his orgasm burst forth in an almost agonizingly blissful rush.

[wesleysgirl.livejournal.com]

Driving into Spike's spasming body in long hard thrusts, Wesley gasped and shook, finally letting go of control. "Spike. Spike, God, you're... oh God..."

[flaming-muse.livejournal.com]

Each of Wesley's thrusts and the sound of his voice, rough with need, prolonged the pulsing pleasure of Spike's release, and he was barely able to keep himself from collapsing.

[wesleysgirl.livejournal.com]

Wesley lost his rhythm entirely, jerking forward and into Spike, his cock a throbbing ache of need that didn't seem quite ready to relieve itself despite his desperation. He let go of Spike's cock and wrapped that arm around Spike's waist instead, holding on. "God. So close..." It was nearly a whimper.

[flaming-muse.livejournal.com]

"Please, love," Spike said, unsure whether he was begging for Wesley's release or for him to keep moving inside of him.