They really should be sleeping.

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Wesley obliged Spike, pressing against him, hand sliding further down to trace his fingertips very, very lightly along the length of Spike's cock. "I don't want to think of anything but you," he said, choosing what seemed to be the most tender spot on Spike's throat and biting at it.

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Spike moaned softly as Wesley's fingers brushed over his erection, the sound cutting off abruptly as his body tensed with a new surge of arousal when Wesley gently bit his neck. "I can't tell you how much I like that idea, pet," he said hoarsely.

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Concentrating on the ways in which Spike reacted to his touch, Wesley continued to pay a great deal of attention to his throat, biting and licking, seeing how much of a mark he could create. At the same time, his fingers dragged slowly up and down Spike's erection, keeping the contact so light that he was barely touching Spike at all.

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If Wesley's mouth hadn't been working so masterfully at his throat, Spike might have been able to sit relatively quietly through the teasing touch of his hand, but as it was Spike couldn't keep his hips from thrusting forward, increasing the feel of Wesley's fingers to something slightly less maddening. "This is making it hard for me to think, but that wasn't the point, was it?" He slid his own hand between them and curled his fingers loosely around Wesley's erection, not giving him much more stimulation than Spike was getting. "Much better."

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Wesley gasped and then chuckled. "Oh, no," he said, removing Spike's hand from where it was sure to distract him from what he wanted to do. He held Spike's arm to the mattress for a moment, his own fingers tight around Spike's wrist. "I want to get lost in you," he murmured, licking the reddened spot on the side of Spike's throat. "Think of nothing but you. But you have to let me."

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"That's what I was trying to help with," Spike said, his eyes closing again as he was held captive by Wesley's hand and mouth.

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"I know," Wesley said, releasing Spike's wrist slowly. "God, your skin..." He breathed in Spike's scent, brought his hand up to press his fingertip into the mark he'd left on Spike's throat.

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"What about it?" Spike tilted his head further and made a little sound of pleasure as Wesley touched the tender spot he had left.

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Wesley traced Spike's lips with the same fingertip, mesmerized by Spike. "It's perfect. If I look hard enough, I can almost imagine I can see this mark fading right before my eyes." He leaned in again and bit at the mark sharply.

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Spike sucked in a harsh breath as Wesley bit him, his hand clenching on Wesley's shoulder. "I don't heal that fast," he said, his voice rough as the imprint of Wesley's teeth lingered, "but you can keep doing that to make sure it doesn't go away."

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"Like this, do you?" Wesley sucked gently on the sore spot, just enough to remind Spike of the pain without causing more.

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"Yes," Spike said, arching up toward Wesley's mouth. "And you know it."

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"God, I want to feel you come," Wesley said, surprisingly himself not with how much he did want it, but the fact that he could say it like that, a near growl of need and arousal. He dragged his fingernails over Spike's nipple on the way from chest to cock, then curled his hand around Spike's erection and began to stroke it firmly.

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Groaning, Spike squirmed where he lay, not quite sure if he was trying to get more or less of what Wesley was doing to him. He was amazed by how well Wesley knew his body and how easily he made Spike react, but there was no way he could resist any of Wesley's touches. "If you keep doing that you won't have long to wait." The words came two or three at a time between gasping breaths.

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"Good," Wesley said, nipping at Spike's ear and then getting an elbow underneath him so that he could capture Spike's mouth with his own. He concentrated his touch near the head of Spike's cock, his thumb rubbing over the ridge of foreskin.

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Spike kissed Wesley back hard, gripping his hair to keep his mouth in range. He couldn't stop his hips from moving with Wesley's hand, seeking out more of that expert touch. The roughness of Wesley's actions called to the similar urges within himself, and he just barely restrained himself from biting at Wesley's lip. "God, you're too good at this," he said, his arousal building with every movement.

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"I don't think," Wesley kissed Spike again, "there's any such thing as 'too good.'" His fingers were slick with Spike's arousal, his own breathing ragged as they kissed and moved against each other.

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"There is when I want this to last." Spike groaned again, clinging to Wesley as the relentless rhythm of his hand kept urging him closer to his release. "I want to touch you, love. Show you how good this feels. Please."

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"No," Wesley said. He immediately added, "I love you. Let me do this," and slid down Spike's body to take the erection he'd been stroking so lovingly into his mouth.

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Spike had thought that Wesley's hand had felt incredible around him, but it was nothing compared to the wet heat of his mouth. He had to fight not to thrust deeper, and he squeezed his eyes tightly shut instead of gripping Wesley's shoulder as hard as he wanted. "Wes... Oh, love..."

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Spike's cock was cool in Wesley's mouth, on his tongue. The taste was faintly salty, slightly bitter, and Wesley took it in eagerly, sliding his lips down toward the base as his tongue swirled. He pulled back and concentrated on the tip, licking, sucking, and all of it done very slowly and gently.

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"Feels so good," Spike said, every nerve in his body focused on the feel of Wesley's mouth. Wesley was being far too slow, and yet the frustration at the pace only added to Spike's enjoyment. He could appreciate each subtle movement of his tongue and adjustment of his lips, even though he wanted so much more. "So perfect."

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Wesley stroked his hand over Spike's hip, the bony part of it fitting into his palm as if one had been made for the other. He circled the head of Spike's cock with his tongue, sucked at the foreskin. "I love you," he whispered, his breath blowing across dampened skin. "I want you to feel good."

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"I do," Spike said without hesitation, his cock twitching under the gentle stream of air from Wesley's speech. He squeezed Wesley's shoulder and repeated, "I do. All because of you."

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That last part wasn't what mattered to Wesley in that moment -- he just wanted to give Spike pleasure, wanted to hear Spike groan, feel him come. His hand trailing down to cup Spike's balls, pulling at them very gently, he pressed a line of soft kisses along Spike's length from base to tip.

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With a hoarse moan, Spike arched towards Wesley's mouth just a bit, his body openly asking for more. "Please, love."

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"Shh," Wesley whispered. "Be still." He licked at the tip, steadying Spike's erection with a hand wrapped around the base and then taking it into his mouth and sucking softly.

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It was hard for Spike to be too disappointed by the request when Wesley's mouth felt so wonderful around him. He gently caressed Wesley's shoulder, trying to show his appreciation through more than just the series of low moans that escaped from his mouth.

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"That's right," Wesley murmured approvingly, stroking Spike's cock with the lightest possible touch. "Love you."

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"You're driving me mad," Spike said with a slightly desperate laugh, his erection painfully hard beneath Wesley's teasing touches. He could still feel the sting of Wesley's teeth in his throat, only arousing him more.

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Wesley smiled at the sound of Spike's voice. "Good," he said. "I want you to know that I'd do anything to make you happy. I want you to know how much I love you." He took the tip of Spike's cock into his mouth again, licking gently.

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Spike had two basic options: to be tense and greedy, waiting for more, or to relax and enjoy everything Wesley was giving him. He stroked the short hair on the back of Wesley's neck and gave himself over completely to what Wesley was doing. "You can show me you love me like this any time you want," he said, stuttering over the last word as Wesley's tongue hit a particularly tender spot. "Your mouth feels incredible."

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Closing his eyes, Wesley began to suck Spike's cock with a will, moving steadily, taking him in deep. He kept his contact with Spike light, stroking a hand up and down Spike's thigh lovingly.

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"Yes." The word was a soft moan of delight. Caressing Wesley's neck, Spike looked down and was entranced by the sight of Wesley's mouth surrounding him, moving just to please him. "So good, love. Feeling you. Seeing you. Perfect." He knew that he wasn't making much sense, but given the circumstance he felt lucky that he could put words together at all.

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Wesley continued, slowing his movements by a tiny degree, treating Spike with even more care. He pulled his mouth away long enough to say, "Love you. You're everything I ever wanted," then he took Spike in deep again, as deeply as he could.

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"Oh, god." Spike froze, not wanting to do a thing to make Wesley move the slightest bit away. The suction, the depth, the heat of Wesley's mouth were the only things in his world, and he couldn't get enough. "Yes, like that."

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Sliding his hand the few inches to Spike's inner thigh and stroking the skin there with a lingering touch, Wesley swallowed, sucked again, swallowed. He could feel the tension in Spike's body, and he hummed softly, reassuringly.

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"God. Wes." Spike had to close his eyes again, the hand not on Wesley's neck clenching in the sheets. The faintest of tremors ran through him, raising the hair on his body, as the undulations and vibrations of Wesley's mouth kept pushing him toward but not quite letting him reach his release. "Please, love," he begged, straining not to move.

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Wesley didn't change what he was doing. He had faith that Spike could come like this if he let himself, and was perfectly happy to wait and attend to his own erection afterward. He let the tip of Spike's cock nudge the back of his throat and swallowed again.

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Trembling with tension, Spike moaned, the sound tinged with desperation for the orgasm just barely out of reach. "Again," he gasped. "Please."

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Moving his hand to fondle Spike's balls with excruciating care, Wesley dragged his lips halfway up Spike's shaft and then sucked him in once more, not swallowing until the head of Spike's cock was at the back of his throat again.

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The way Wesley's throat contracted around him as he swallowed was enough, and Spike cried out wordlessly, arching his back and biting his lip to keep from thrusting as he came. His release was like a conflagration burning through him, racing through his body and leaving nothing but a shell in its wake. Shuddering and gasping, he was helpless to do anything but feel the pulsing pleasure overtaking him, centered on the talented mouth that had coaxed it out of him.

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Swallowing the spurts of cool fluid as Spike came, Wesley continued to suck gently, encouraging as much pleasure from Spike as he could, prolonging the orgasm. His own cock was swollen and aching, but he cared less about that than he did about Spike.

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"Oh, love," Spike managed to murmur. He was still shaking, his cock still throbbing, but he opened his eyes just enough to watch his fingers caress Wesley's cheek.

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Wesley opened his own eyes when he felt Spike touch his face, and he looked up at Spike. He released Spike's cock slowly, letting it slip free, then he sucked his own index finger into his mouth, wetting it, still watching Spike's eyes, sure that his own were smoldering with desire.

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Continues here (http://www.livejournal.com/community/reality_bends/54059.html).