Wesley couldn't think anymore -- all he was aware of was Spike, and he didn't care if that ever changed. He felt Spike push deeper into him, and the heat on his throat where Spike's mouth was, and his cock slid in a slick line along Spike's stomach, and he came, so hard that he couldn't see or hear or breathe.
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Date: 2004-11-28 04:15 am (UTC)