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 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.