They might spend the next two weeks in bed.

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Wesley muffled a groan against Spike's shoulder, mouthing at the skin there before scraping his teeth across it. "Very persuasive," he agreed.

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Spike felt Wesley stiffen and then relax, like so many of his victims had over the years, but Wesley was clinging, not fighting, so Spike continued. He took small sips of blood, and the bright, fresh taste of it was nearly overwhelming. It was so warm, so full of life, and it was Wesley's. Wesley's blood, Wesley's life. The thought that Wesley was sharing himself in that way made Spike's eyes prickle with tears, and he swallowed harder, his thrusts stronger, holding Wesley to him.

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It was so incredible -- Spike was fucking him, and feeding from him, and all Wesley could feel was a soaring pleasure. He shifted so that the head of his cock rubbed against Spike's abdomen with each thrust and moaned loudly, feeling a sting of fresh pain in his throat caused by the vibration.

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"Amazing, love," Spike murmured against the wound he had created, licking away the blood as it dribbled in thin rivulets down Wesley's throat. "God." He went back to drinking properly, tipping them both so that Wesley's back was flat against the mattress, Spike's arm under him, holding his own weight and keeping Wesley as close as he could. His other hand was at Wesley's hip, pinning him in place as he fucked him. His body trembled with emotion and desire, wavering on the brink of his orgasm but feeling like he could stay there for hours.

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It was rather, Wesley thought dimly, like being fucked in two places at once. His body didn't seem to know which sensation to focus on, and so wavered back and forth between the two options. Every movement made him quiver and clutch at Spike more desperately as the pleasure became bigger than he was, threatening to shatter him into tiny pieces. He made a sound that couldn't even have been called a whimper, it was so breathless and soft.

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As much as he was tempted to get lost in the taste and feel of Wesley's body, to do nothing but feed from him and fuck him until they were both completely sated, Spike wouldn't let himself get that far lost. It was nearly impossible, keeping the level of control he needed to listen to Wesley's sounds and feel for any tension, but he was determined to treat Wesley with that much care. Still, his thrusts were determined, sinking as deep as he could into that warm, tight body as he drew out just a bit more of its life. He teased the wounds with his tongue and lips, licking and sucking, not wasting a drop of blood.

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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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Wesley tensed and jerked, a gush of slippery heat spilling between them as he cried out wordlessly, and it encouraged Spike to lift Wesley's hips and increase the rhythm of his own movements. It all felt so incredibly good - Wesley's body all around him, his orgasm making him clench his muscles that much more tightly, his blood so strong and healthy in Spike's mouth - and he trembled with the effort of not flying apart. "God. Oh, fucking god," he panted between licks of Wesley's throat, his face changing back to its human form and his hips working harder and faster. Wesley clung to him, his body shaking with the aftershocks of his orgasm, and Spike buried his face in his throat, held him close, and with a shout poured out his release deep in his body.

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Still whimpering and clutching at Spike, Wesley trembled as he stroked his hands through Spike's hair and over his shoulders and upper back. "That's right," he said shakily. "Yes, love."

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Panting, still beyond words, Spike kept his eyes closed and rubbed their cheeks together. It took a huge amount of effort to keep his weight off of Wesley, but he couldn't bear to move away yet.

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Wesley turned his head and kissed the side of Spike's face. "You're the most amazing thing that's ever happened to me," he murmured.