ext_2786 ([identity profile] wesleysgirl.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] reality_bends2004-07-27 11:34 am

They really should be sleeping.

Continued from here.

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.

[identity profile] flaming-muse.livejournal.com 2004-07-27 01:49 pm (UTC)(link)
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.

[identity profile] flaming-muse.livejournal.com 2004-07-27 02:21 pm (UTC)(link)
"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."

[identity profile] flaming-muse.livejournal.com 2004-07-27 05:00 pm (UTC)(link)
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..."