When caution and need collide.

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"Thank you," Spike said softly. He caught Wesley's mouth in another kiss and returned slick fingers to rubbing over his tight opening, pressing a bit more firmly.

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Wesley's breathing was quick, his hand on Spike's lower back as he twisted slightly, wanting more. The whole time, they were kissing - long, deep kisses as if the were starved for each other. He could feel his erection leaving a slick line where it rubbed against Spike's stomach, the sensation making him shiver and moan.

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"Love having you in my arms like this," Spike murmured between kisses. "Wanting me. Loving me." He carefully pushed the tip of one finger inside of Wesley, trying to make the process as painless as possible.

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A small whimper escaped Wesley as Spike pushed a finger inside him. All of his concentration was focused on what Spike was going to him, and he couldn't help but tremble and clutch at Spike. "Yes... love."

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"Love the way you hold onto me," Spike continued hoarsely, moving his finger with small, gentle thrusts. "Love how warm you are."

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Wesley couldn't respond with anything coherent - it had been so long, as he was so desperate to have Spike inside him properly, that he rolled slightly onto his back, pulling at Spike to come with him, lifting his hips to indicate what he needed.

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As much as he hated to, Spike resisted Wesley's pull, not putting any weight on him. He kept his finger moving, though, and added a second, stretching and lubricating. He groaned softly as Wesley's body responded by opening around him.

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"You're... that's so good." Wesley barely whispered the words, his hips rocking to meet the movements of Spike's fingers.

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Spike leaned in to kiss Wesley again, a needy meeting of mouths compared to the care with which he moved his fingers. "Just like that, love. You're almost ready for me."

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Wesley gasped and whimpered against Spike's lips, his level of arousal creeping up another notch. "Please..."

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"Love it when you say that," Spike murmured huskily. He pressed his fingers deeper, searching for just the right spot inside.

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"Yes... God." Wesley tensed, his cock twitching. "Please, love." He reached down and caught Spike's wrist, stilling his hand as a shudder ran through him. "Please."

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"Trying to make this as easy as I can for you." Spike pressed a soft kiss to Wesley's jaw, his whole body trembling with need.

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"I don't need it to be easy," Wesley said, turning his head and catching Spike's lips with his own. "I need you."

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Spike was very happy to kiss Wesley, but it didn't distract him so much that he couldn't reply, "I need both. But if you think you're ready..." He moved his fingers just slightly, gauging Wesley's body's response.

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Wesley moaned, tightening his grip on Spike's wrist. "God. You know just how to touch me." His voice was uneven with arousal.

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With a smile, Spike gave Wesley another kiss. "Then let me keep touching you," he said, twisting his wrist slightly in Wesley's hand.

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"I can't," Wesley said, rather desperately. "If I do..." If Spike kept up with what he'd been doing, Wesley knew he wouldn't be able to hold back.

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Teasing wasn't an option, not when Spike was so eager for more. "But if I can't touch you," he said in a low voice, almost a purr, against Wesley's lips, "how can I fuck you?"

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Wesley cried out softly, his body spasming around Spike's fingers as he fought not to come right then and there.

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With a muted groan of his own, Spike carefully withdrew from Wesley's body, realizing that neither of them was going to last much longer. "God, you're gorgeous like this. I've got to be inside you," he said hoarsely, searching for the lube in the mussed covers. "Tell me how it won't hurt you. On your side?"

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Panting as he tried to regain some kind of control, Wesley rolled toward Spike and wrapped his hand around the vampire's cock. "I have to be able to see you. Like this? Can we?"

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"We can try," Spike said, his voice strangled by how good Wesley's hand felt around him. He slid his arm around Wesley's back and gently urged him closer. "Come here."

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Wesley shifted, letting Spike guide him until they were in what seemed like a workable position. He couldn't help but stroke Spike's erection gently, feeling its weight in his hand.

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Resting his forehead against Wesley's and closing his eyes for a second to stay in control, Spike pulled Wesley closer, lifing his leg up and over him again. "You keep that up, I'm going to forget I have to be careful," he said with a slightly desperate laugh. "Here. Why don't you slick me up?" He offered the lube to Wesley.

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"I'd love to," Wesley said. He squeezed a generous amount of lube out onto his hand and then wrapped it wetly around Spike's erection again, skin sliding effortlessly over slippery skin.

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"God," Spike gasped out, helplessly thrusting once into Wesley's hand.

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Wesley slid his first hand down to the base of Spike's shaft and then used it to coat his balls as well, while using his other hand to stroke Spike's foreskin over the ridge around the head of his cock. "You're so gorgeous," he said, admiring the sight of Spike.

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Spike took a few panting breaths to try to keep from coming or pushing Wesley back onto the bed and shagging him senseless. "Thank you," he managed to say, cupping the back of Wesley's head and pulling him in for a deep, needy kiss. He shuddered and groaned loudly as Wesley continued to fondle him, his head spinning with arousal and his hips rocking into Wesley's talented hands. "Fuck, you're incredible. You've got to stop, love, or the show'll be over before it starts."

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"Wouldn't want that," Wesley agreed, although it was still with reluctance that he slowed the motion of his hands and then pulled them back. He arched his lower body cautiously, mutely begging Spike to enter him.

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"No, we really wouldn't." Spike slid his hand down Wesley's back to his hip, holding him still as he edged closer, rubbing his slippery erection over Wesley's balls. The head danced over the soft skin behind them, and another moan caught in his throat. "All right, love?" he asked in a shaky voice.

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"Yes," Wesley said, just as shakily. "Yes. Please."

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Spike's cock glided over Wesley's opening once, twice, before he positioned himself and pressed slowly inside. "God," he said in a hushed, reverent voice as the head of his erection was surrounded by Wesley's slick, tight heat. It was all he could feel, all he could think about, and it took a herculean effort not to flex his hips and sink in all the way to the hilt. "God," he said again and met Wesley's eyes. "Love you."

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Wesley's hand clutched at Spike's hip, fingers digging into the skin there as best they could considering how slippery they were. He made a sound -- a choked, desperate sort of sound -- and tightened his body around Spike's cock, feeling the ache of it more acutely and loving it. "You, too," he gasped. "God, Spike..."

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"I've missed you. This." Spike slid further inside, groaning at the way Wesley's body clenched around him. He could feel Wesley's desire in the grip of his hand and the hardness of his erection between them and could hear it in the roughness of his voice, and the knowledge that Wesley wanted this moment as badly as he did made him almost dizzy with need. "So good. Tell me it's good, love."

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"It's good," Wesley said obediently, as if afraid that failure to repeat Spike's words would result in him stopping what he was doing, which was utterly unthinkable.

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Trembling with the effort of going slowly, Spike sank in further, his hand on Wesley's hip keeping him still and in just the right position. He expressed some of his desperation by catching Wesley's mouth in a hard kiss, but he kept the rest of him as gentle and careful as possible.

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"Please," Wesley said when the kiss broke, needing more. Needing Spike to move inside him, to be part of him, moving the way his heart beat. "Please, love..."

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"I'm here. Feel me?" Spike rocked his hips, pulling out a bit before pushing in even deeper.

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Wesley gasped again -- the space in his lungs was most definitely filled up with something other than air, and although logic dictated that it couldn't possibly be Spike, his heart told him that it was. That Spike was everything, and everywhere... that there was nothing else he needed. "I love you," Wesley said. "Don't stop."

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"I won't," Spike promised, withdrawing and thrusting again, burying his cock completely in Wesley's welcoming body. "God, I won't." He kept a firm hand on Wesley's hip, holding him steady as he stayed deep inside of him. "So perfect."

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Wesley's own hand was still clinging to Spike's hip, even though he had no idea what he meant to do with his desperate grip. Spike's cock inside him felt incredible -- huge and amazing, each movement making him gasp. "This is... Spike, god..."

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Rocking in short thrusts, Spike closed his eyes to concentrate on the feel of Wesley all around him, muscles clenching, pulse pounding, and burning with inner heat. He felt alive, and a little whimper escaped from Spike's throat at how precious that reality was. "Love..." His hips began to move in a gentle but insistent rhythm, raising goosebumps on his skin with each thrust.

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Wesley slid his hand up along Spike's chest, rubbing a fingertip over the tiny peak of one nipple. With each thrust, gentle though they were, a gasp escaped him. His body began to move instinctively to meet each thrust, and he moaned as the next one went deep.

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"Yes," Spike groaned as Wesley started moving with him. He kissed and nipped along Wesley's jaw, his thrusts becoming a bit harder.

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Curling his arm around the back of Spike's head to hold him there, Wesley tilted his own head to the side, baring his throat to Spike. He wanted to feel Spike's mouth there -- he wanted to say something to that effect, but all he could do was whimper.

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Without hesitation, Spike licked and sucked along the skin Wesley exposed, the urge to bite him the strongest he'd ever experienced. His hips moved faster, and he grunted and moaned in time with them, his arousal skyrocketing.

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Continues here (http://www.livejournal.com/community/reality_bends/76216.html).