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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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."

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

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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..."