Getting dirty... in the tub.

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Wesley's cock throbbed in vehement response, and he cried out softly, that being the only way that he could warn Spike of how close he was to release. "Love..."

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"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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Wesley drew a shuddering breath, trying to concentrate on the way that Spike's hand was stroking his thigh. "Yes. God, just like that."

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Spike kept up the movements of his hands, careful not to get too enthusiastic so that it wouldn't be over before he was ready. "You have no idea how much I love you," he said with a fierce sense of certainty of his own emotions. His fingers tightened just a bit around the hard column of Wesley's erection, reveling in its solidity. "How much I love having you like this. You're gorgeous. You're perfect."

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Wesley shifted, moved. He couldn't quite stay still, no matter how hard he tried, not with what Spike was doing, not with Spike's voice low in his ear, encouraging him. "God. Spike."

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The water swirled around them in gentle waves, and Spike groaned as his cock rubbed against Wesley's spine. "There isn't an inch of you I don't love," he said hoarsely, tracing the side of his thumb along the tense tendon in Wesley's inner thigh as his other hand kept stroking his erection. "I want every bit of you."

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"I'm yours," Wesley said. "Anything you want from me. Anything." He whimpered again, gasping for breath.