His eyes still closed, Spike groaned. "Yeah, like that, love. Enjoying your skin. How it feels. How it tastes," he said, his voice becoming rougher. "It'd get too hard to hold back, and I'd give in. Sink my teeth into you, feel your flesh part and your blood rise. The bite would hurt you at first - can't change that - but then I'd start to draw your blood into my mouth." His hips began to speed up as he moved in shallow thrusts inside of Wesley. "God, that first rush is the best, when it's so hot and sweet. It'd make your head spin, and you'd hold onto me, wanting more."
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Date: 2004-11-27 06:37 pm (UTC)