"It's all for you." Spike's body protested the addition of a third finger, and he moaned with the very pleasurable burn as his muscles opened around Wesley's hand. "Yeah, love. God, that's good." He let go of Wesley with one hand to brace it against the edge of the tub for more leverage.
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Date: 2004-12-09 06:27 pm (UTC)