"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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Date: 2004-11-23 03:36 pm (UTC)