"Years of practice on myself," Spike said with a strained grin as he fought back the urge to pull Wesley up into his lap and right onto his erection. "This is much better." With a gentle hand on Wesley's thigh, he guided Wesley's leg open and over his own, and he grunted his approval at the sight of Wesley sprawled so wantonly over him. "Fuck, so much better," he said, caressing the smooth skin of Wesley's inner thigh.
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Date: 2004-12-07 11:24 pm (UTC)