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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[flaming-muse.livejournal.com]

Spike had seen a lot of beautiful things over the years - gorgeous people, masterful artwork, Angel tripping and falling on his face - but Wesley in the midst of his orgasm had to rank right near the top for him. Any last hint of his reserve was gone; he was completely lost in the pleasure of the moment, head thrown back, back arched, and hands clinging to Spike. "Yes. Yes," Spike whispered as Wesley cried out, his hips jerking and his cock throbbing with his release. "That's it. Just like that. Love you. Love you."

[wesleysgirl.livejournal.com]

Wesley was barely aware of anything but Spike and the torrent of pleasure bursting through him. By the time it was done, he was a trembling, sated puddle of exhaustion -- particularly fitting, he thought, considering that they were in the tub. He felt muzzy and light-headed, almost dizzy in the aftermath of the powerful orgasm.

[flaming-muse.livejournal.com]

When Wesley had relaxed back against him, Spike wrapped his arms around him, rubbing his cheek against his hair and holding him close. He was still aroused - painfully so - but the pleasure of having Wesley draped over him, sated because of how Spike had touched him, was enough for that moment. "I love being able to do that to you," he said softly, smiling.

[wesleysgirl.livejournal.com]

"Yes, well... you're very good at it," Wesley said faintly, letting Spike support the weight that the water wasn't already supporting. "Incredible."