Spike arched upwards, delighting in the pleasure of having someone above him, wanting him, hard for him. Then his belt and button gave way, and skin that hadn't been touched by anyone but himself in far too long was exposed to those long fingers. It wasn't enough. Kissing and nibbling along Wesley's neck, he slid his own hand between them. He brushed over Wesley's covered erection, for which he was rewarded by an exhilarating gasp, before starting to work on his trousers.
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Date: 2004-01-16 06:38 pm (UTC)