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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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"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."

[wesleysgirl.livejournal.com]

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.