If they had a rubber duckie, I think it would be jealous.

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"Yes. God. Wes." Spike was reduced to single syllables as his body stretched around Wesley's fingers and moved with the rhythm of his hands. It was a struggle to keep his eyes open, but he managed to keep his gaze locked on Wesley's face as he twisted and arched into his touch. His skin felt too small, too tight to contain the arousal threatening to burst out of him, and the movement of the water around him made him feel like warm hands were caressing him everywhere. "God."

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"That's right, love," Wesley said, his voice gentle in contrast to what his hands were doing more roughly than he would have dared with anyone else. "That's right. Come for me."

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"Well, I do," Wesley said, with his mouth still very close to Spike's. "And I vote for getting out before I become nothing but wrinkles."

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"I didn't think it was," Wesley said reassuringly, using his own towel to dry his chest.

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Wesley obeyed, sliding carefully into the bed and shifting over to make room for Spike. "You, too."

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"No, I suppose not." Wesley lifted his head, pulled a pillow in closer, and relaxed. "But I don't want you to be bored. I want to keep things interesting."