ext_2786 ([identity profile] wesleysgirl.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] reality_bends2004-11-23 08:00 am

Something old, something new?

Continued from here.



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..."

[identity profile] flaming-muse.livejournal.com 2004-11-23 03:01 pm (UTC)(link)
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.

[identity profile] flaming-muse.livejournal.com 2004-11-23 03:36 pm (UTC)(link)
"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.

[identity profile] flaming-muse.livejournal.com 2004-11-23 06:12 pm (UTC)(link)
"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.