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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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.