Something old, something new?

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As Spike began to move more quickly, Wesley closed his eyes, concentrating on how everything felt in that moment. Spike's cock, thrusting into him. Spike's hand, gripping his hip tightly. Spike's mouth on his throat. He whimpered again, overwhelmed by the realization that there was only one way for them to be closer. "Please..."

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At Wesley's plea, Spike's thrusts became harder, deeper, his mouth leaving faint marks on his skin. "So good, love," he murmured against the pulse point beneath his jaw. "Fuck, you feel so good."

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Wesley began to moan at the end of each of Spike's thrusts, his own erection throbbing as he fought the urge to come. He pressed his skin more firmly against Spike's mouth. "Please," he said again. "I want you to. Need..."

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Torn, Spike hesitated for a moment before biting down far too gently with blunt, human teeth, even that much of a bite making him shake with the effort of not coming.

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It was nearly too much Wesley -- as soon as he felt Spike's teeth bite down, he began to tremble, his fingers moving to tangle in Spike's hair as his cock grew even harder. "God... Spike..."

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Spike gently worried the skin with his teeth at the same time his thrusts grew harder and more erratic. He was so very close, and he slid his hand between them to wrap around Wesley's cock.

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Spike's hand closed around him, and Wesley cried out as his cock jolted in Spike's grip. His breathing was loud, labored, every muscle in his body tensing as the inevitable crept closer still.

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"God, I can't... I want..." Spike stroked Wesley's erection as he moved deep inside of him in long, forceful thrusts, his own cock throbbing in warning. Holding back his orgasm was as impossible as holding back a tidal wave, and he sobbed out Wesley's name as he buried his face in the crook of his neck, clung to him, and came in fierce, jubilant pulses.

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Wanting to hold and concentrate on Spike during his release, Wesley used his grip on Spike's hair to gently tilt his head up for a passionate kiss. "Love you," Wesley said, lips touching lips. "Love you. Oh god..."

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"Love you, too," Spike gasped, shuddering in Wesley's arms. "So much." He swept his thumb over the head of Wesley's erection, desperate to make him orgasm.

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Wesley groaned, the sound low and eager, pushing his cock forward into Spike's hand and then rocking his hips back so that Spike's cock, still twitching, slid deeper again. "Oh... yes, please, god..."

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Although his muscles felt rather like they were made of jelly, Spike withdrew and thrust again as he moved his hand on Wesley's erection. "I've got you, love. Want to feel you come."

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"Please," Wesley whispered, a plea to a higher power. Spike's touch was so sure, so loving. "God, Spike... I..." And he came, whimpering into Spike's mouth as his body spasmed almost painfully in his lover's arms.

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Spike cried out as Wesley's body clenched around him, coaxing another small spasm of orgasm from him. He held Wesley close, pressing kisses to his lips, as they shuddered and gasped together.

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As he gradually came back to awareness, Wesley slid his hand down to the back of Spike's neck. "Thank you," he said hoarsely.

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"It was a hell of a sacrifice," Spike said with a shaky laugh. He rolled his forehead against Wesley's but fought to keep his eyes from drifting shut. "You're not hurt?"

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Wesley took a deep breath and let it out slowly. "No," he said. "I'm fine." He kissed Spike lingeringly. "Wonderful, actually."

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"Good." If Spike was surprised to find that his voice cracked on the word, he was even more surprised to feel prickling behind his eyelids, warning him of emotions roiling just beneath the surface. Closing his eyes and kissing Wesley again, he slid his hand around to the small of Wesley's back, pressing him close and keeping him from pulling away for a little while longer.

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Just as happy to be held, Wesley made no effort to move away. He stroked his hand gently over the back of Spike's neck as they kissed. "I have missed this," he murmured.

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"Me, too," Spike said softly. "Love being this close to you."

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"We could be closer," Wesley said, thinking of his offer and its subsequent refusal.

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Spike glanced down at their joined bodies. "Not really, love," he said, smiling.

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Wesley thought it might be better not to explain what he'd been thinking of. "No, maybe not," he said.

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As close as they were, though, Spike could see in Wesley's eyes that he was holding something back. "What is it?" he asked, growing more serious. He stroked small, gentle swirls over Wesley's skin.

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"I just... I wanted you to." Wesley dropped his gaze to Spike's throat. "I think about it."

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Spike's brain, which had been drifting in a post-orgasmic haze, clicked on, and he realized what Wesley was talking about. "Oh." He was still for a long moment, trying to sort out his warring feelings. "I have, too," he admitted finally, returning to caressing Wesley's back. "Tell me what you've been thinking?"

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That sounded less dismissive than Wesley had expected, and he relaxed a bit. "I want to know what it feels like," he said quietly. "To have you feed from me... because I love you."

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"And I don't want to want to feed from you, because I love you," Spike said, his voice soft and apologetic. His eyes grew distant as he tried to explain, the orgasm having torn away some of his defenses. "But I think about your blood too much. Dream about it. What it smelled like. How much there was. How it made my hands so slippery I had trouble holding onto you." He looked back at Wesley, sad at his own weakness. "I want your blood to mean you're living, not dying."

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"It does," Wesley said, trying to hide how disturbed he was by Spike's words as he soothed him with gentle hands. "It could."

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"I don't want to panic every time you get a paper cut," Spike said in a hoarse whisper, looking down again. "I know I'm driving you mad, but I can't help it."

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Any frustration he'd felt at Spike's overly-protective behavior forgotten, Wesley put a hand under Spike's chin and tilted his face up, trying to get Spike to look at him. "Shh... no, it's fine. I didn't..." Helplessly, he kissed Spike.

[flaming-muse.livejournal.com]

Kissing was far better than making a mess of things by talking about his own problems when they should be taking a sated nap curled up together, so Spike kissed Wesley soundly, expressing some of his love and worry through the act and chasing after Wesley's mouth when he would have pulled away.

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Wesley let Spike prolong the kiss, still not sure what he'd say when he had the opportunity. As always, Spike's mouth was a welcome distraction.

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It wasn't a hard kiss, but Spike was almost determined in his thoroughness, wanting to get lost in the taste and feel of Wesley's mouth. His hand was firm on Wesley's back, holding him securely, his cock still mostly hard and buried in him.

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It seemed to Wesley that Spike was trying to get something that he needed from this, so he went along with it, parting his lips to let Spike's tongue flick inside, moaning softly when Spike kissed him just a little more firmly.

[flaming-muse.livejournal.com]

Spike made a little sound of approval as he slid his tongue along Wesley's, a shiver going up his spine at the combination of roughness, wetness, and warmth. "Love you," he murmured between kisses, trying but not entirely succeeding in keeping his touch gentle.

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Now Wesley was caught up in kissing for the sheer pleasure of it. He ran his hand down along Spike's side to his hip, stroking the skin lightly. "You taste amazing," he whispered. "So good."

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"Mmm, so do you," Spike replied, barely moving his mouth away enough to speak. "Kissing you is addictive."

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"Everything about you is addictive," Wesley countered, biting down on Spike's lower lip.

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Spike sucked in a shaky breath, his hold on Wesley tightening somewhat. "I was trying not to sound obsessed with you. Some people don't like that."

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Licking Spike's lip, Wesley smiled. "Some people do," he said. "I want you to be obsessed with me. I love the thought that you might be."

[flaming-muse.livejournal.com]

"There's no might. I am. Completely." Marginally self-conscious about that fact, Spike gave Wesley another deep kiss.

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"The feeling is entirely mutual," Wesley said, once that kiss and the one that had followed it had ended. He met Spike's gaze. "I'm utterly obsessed with you. I love you."

[flaming-muse.livejournal.com]

"Mmm, that's nice to hear," Spike said warmly, pressing a soft kiss to the corner of Wesley's mouth. "It's good we feel the same way about each other. Avoids all of that nasty pining business and threatened stakings."

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"Oh, I rather like being staked," Wesley said almost playfully, shifting his lower body to clarify what he meant.

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