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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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.