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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Spike shuddered as he felt and heard Wesley come, almost as if he were sharing the orgasm. Panting and still trembling, he let his head drop forward again. "Love you," he said in a hoarse whisper.

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Wesley's hips continued a very gentle forward and back motion, almost small circles, as he spent himself inside of Spike. "Love you," he echoed, shivering.

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"Was that what you wanted, pet?" Spike asked, opening his eyes and trying to get them to focus.

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"God," Wesley said, kissing Spike's back. "I..." He had to clear his throat. "I'm not sure what I wanted, but that was incredible."

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Spike smiled and lifted one hand from the back of the couch to run it along the arm Wesley still had wrapped around his waist. "Good."

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"What about you?" Wesley asked. "Was it...?"

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"I think you've got a new talent to explore," Spike said with a weak chuckle. "You were perfect, once you stopped faffing about and gave me proper instructions."