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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[wesleysgirl.livejournal.com]

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

[flaming-muse.livejournal.com]

"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?"

[wesleysgirl.livejournal.com]

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

[flaming-muse.livejournal.com]

"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.

[wesleysgirl.livejournal.com]

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.

[flaming-muse.livejournal.com]

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

[wesleysgirl.livejournal.com]

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

[flaming-muse.livejournal.com]

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

[wesleysgirl.livejournal.com]

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