Uhh.... weren't they supposed to leave the apartment?

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Spike moved his hand gently, more fondling than stroking Wesley's cock. Some of the jittery tension that had been building in him released with even that much more contact. "I don't mind doing a bit of coaxing," he said, his voice a bit tight due to Wesley's attention to his neck, "but we don't have to do anything if you're not... I think saying 'up to it' is too obvious even for me."

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"No," Wesley said softly, then bit down harder in the same spot, as he shivered at the gentle pressure of Spike's hand. "The spirit is willing -- I want to do whatever you want. Whatever makes you happy."

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Spike closed his eyes again and groaned at the feel of Wesley's teeth. "I just want to touch you," he said. "Please."

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"You don't have to ask," Wesley said, rubbing a fingertip over one of Spike's nipples. "You can touch me whenever and wherever you like. I am yours, after all."

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"God, you're doing this on purpose, aren't you?" Spike said with a weak laugh as his arousal grew sharply. "You're trying to make me absolutely mad for you, and it's bloody well working." He pushed Wesley's jeans down his hips, skimming his hands over his skin in greedy movements.

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Wesley shivered again and clung to Spike, astonished at how flushed and eager he could feel just because it was Spike who was touching him. "Yes," he said, not entirely sure what he was agreeing to. "Oh please, Spike..."

[flaming-muse.livejournal.com]

His hands on Wesley's firm buttocks, Spike pulled him closer, sucking in a sharp breath as the head of his cock skidded over Wesley's. "Let's get rid of the rest these clothes before I tear them off."

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"Weren't we planning to buy new ones?" Wesley gasped, being of no help whatsoever.

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"You're supposed to be the sensible one," Spike said, leaving a trail of damp kisses along the top of Wesley's shoulder.

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"Being the sensible one gets tiresome," Wesley said, cradling the back of Spike's head with one hand. "Sometimes I'd rather lead you off the path of sensibility and onto the path of base desires."

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"I don't think you'll have any trouble with that," Spike said emphatically. He tilted his hips to rub his cock against Wesley's abdomen and gently scraped his teeth over Wesley's collarbone.

[wesleysgirl.livejournal.com]

Wesley's body was definitely attempting to respond to Spike's touch, and he couldn't hold back a gasp as Spike's teeth scraped over the thin skin of his collarbone. "God. Do that again."

[flaming-muse.livejournal.com]

Spike bit down again, this time slightly harder, and then licked over the same spot. "I love how you taste."

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Thinking briefly of Lilah -- of how she would use his body to both their pleasures but rarely speak any words that made his heart contract with joy -- Wesley closed his eyes and tightened his grip on Spike's hair. "I love you. Do you know how amazing it is to be able to feel that? To..."

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"Tell me," Spike said, pressing a kiss in the hollow of Wesley's throat. "Please."

[wesleysgirl.livejournal.com]

Wesley tilted his head obligingly and said, "I've never felt this way about anyone, not so completely. It's... it's consuming."

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"Is that good?" Spike made a sound of pleasure deep in his throat as he kissed up the side of Wesley's neck and nipped lightly just beneath Wesley's jaw.

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"Good," Wesley agreed. "Exhilirating. Terrifying." He slid his fingers through Spike's hair a bit, hoping to communicate that he didn't want Spike to stop.

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His hands firm on Wesley's back, Spike smiled and continued to focus the neck so nicely exposed to his mouth. "I feel it too," he said against Wesley's racing pulse.

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"Do you?" Wesley asked, gasping as Spike's lips brushed over his skin. "Really?"

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"I do," Spike murmured into Wesley's ear. "I didn't want to feel this way, but I do. You're inside me. I can't help it."

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Somehow that hurt, the thought that Spike might have tried not to care, might have fought against it. "Why?" Wesley asked a bit plaintively. "Is it because of who I am?"

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Spike pulled back at the unhappiness in Wesley's voice, his hands automatically rubbing soothingly over his skin. "No, pet, I love you because of who you are. Even though you're in a better position to hurt me than almost anyone, I love you."

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Wesley nodded, understanding even though he didn't want to. "I won't hurt you if I can possibly help it," he promised. "That's the last thing I want to do."

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"I know, but that doesn't mean you won't." Spike leaned in to give Wesley a lengthy kiss. "Tell me about the exhilirating parts," he said, moving his mouth back to Wesley's throat.

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"You're all I want to think about," Wesley said, sliding a hand down inside the front of Spike's jeans -- and Spike was right, they really did need to finish undressing. "And thinking about you makes my heart beat faster. Makes me desperate to touch you, to hear your voice..."

[flaming-muse.livejournal.com]

"And how do you want me to be touching you?" Spike asked, sucking gently on the smooth skin beneath Wesley's ear. His own heart swelled at Wesley's words, and his head spun at the feel of Wesley's hands moving on him. "What do you want me to be saying?"

[wesleysgirl.livejournal.com]

"Like this," Wesley said. "Telling me that you care for me, that I'm..." It was too much, too difficult to admit to some things, and this was one of them.

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"That you're what? Perfect? What I want?" Spike slid one hand into Wesley's hair to tilt his head back and kissed firmly down his throat, allowing just a hint of his teeth to drag across his skin. He knew that it was a bit unfair, but Wesley wasn't the only one who could take advantage of the moment to learn what he wanted. "I can't say it to you if I don't know what you want to hear, love."

[wesleysgirl.livejournal.com]

"That," Wesley gasped, not nodding because that would detract from what Spike was doing with his oh-so-talented mouth. "Yes. That you want me, that I'm good..."

[flaming-muse.livejournal.com]

"I do want you, and you are good. Perfect. Everything I want." Spike slid one hand lower to glide over Wesley's hip. "Except you're not naked, but I'm willing to forgive you just this once."

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The bit of humor brought Wesley back to himself, made him realize what he'd just admitted to, and he flushed. "I don't say things like this," he said. "I shouldn't."

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Spike's hand tightened in Wesley's hair, and he looked up sharply. "Why shouldn't you? I want to know."

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"Because I shouldn't be so..." damaged, Wesley thought. Desperate. "I can't."

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"You can," Spike said firmly. "You can tell me. I want you to tell me."

[wesleysgirl.livejournal.com]

"I can't," Wesley said again, miserably. "It's too... I shouldn't be like this. It shouldn't matter what other people think of me."

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Spike slid his hand from Wesley's hair to caress the back of his neck, focusing on Wesley's discomfort instead of the twinge of hurt caused by his refusal to talk openly about everything. "You don't want to care what I think? You don't want to care that I think you're brilliant, and caring, and far too generous to a surly vampire for your own good?" he asked, his voice gentle.

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And of course that was exactly the sort of thing he wanted to hear. Wesley leaned in so that the side of his face was against Spike's, their temples touching -- that way he could close his eyes and fight back the tightness in his throat without being completely obvious. "Of course I care what you think," he said, his voice rough and nearly painful.

[flaming-muse.livejournal.com]

"I think you've got the best heart of anyone I've ever met," Spike said, hoping that he might touch on whatever it was that Wesley needed to hear. "I think you're loyal and strong and far, far better than I ever will be. Even when I hardly knew you, I admired you for your determination and your focus. I love how you know your mind and don't back down, but I love you for your heart most of all."

[wesleysgirl.livejournal.com]

Wesley pulled back just far enough so that he could look at Spike. "Better than you?" he echoed disbelievingly. "I'm not good enough to even come close to deserving you. And as soon as you realize that..."

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Spike shook his head and cupped Wesley's cheek in his palm. "Oh, love, you have no idea what you're worth, do you? You're a thousand times better than I am. A million. There's no comparison. I'm the one who doesn't deserve you."

[wesleysgirl.livejournal.com]

Wesley closed his eyes and leaned his face into Spike's touch, a shudder going through him at the thought that Spike could value him so highly. "Don't," he said. "Spike, please..."

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"Please don't tell you I think so highly of you? Please don't tell you that you mean the world to me? Please don't tell you I couldn't want anyone else more than you?" Spike stroked his hand slowly up and down Wesley's back. "I have to tell you all that and more. I have to make you see what I see in you."

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Wesley shuddered again, doing his best to hold in emotions that made his chest tighten to the point where it felt difficult to breathe. "I..."

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"You're an incredible person, Wes," Spike continued, focused on getting his words through to Wesley. It was vital to him that Wesley understood. "I know you don't believe it, but you are. Your friendship is more valuable to me than I can say, and your love... I really don't have the words to tell you how much that means to me."

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Continues here (http://www.livejournal.com/community/reality_bends/36229.html).