Spike was happy to lie back and watch Wesley remove their clothing and was even happier when Wesley crawled up him with that heated look of promise in his eyes. Pulling him close, Spike set to touching every new inch of the beautiful body that had been exposed.

"Much," he said against Wesley's lips, skimming his hands over back and buttocks, tangling their legs together, and tilting his hips so that their cocks rode against each other with every movement. "If I knew what your clothes were hiding, pet, I wouldn't have been able to keep my hands off you for as long as I did."