The journey of Wesley's mouth was so distracting that it took Spike a moment to answer. Sliding his hand around to hold him more tightly, he said, "I'd want you close, in my arms, pressed up against me. As close as we could get. I'd start by kissing and sucking gently on your skin, pulling the blood to the surface. My mouth would be watering to taste you, but I'd want to draw it out, make us both ache for it before I did it."
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Date: 2004-11-27 04:51 pm (UTC)