Wesley smiled against Spike's hip and slid his hand the required inch higher to brush over the unbearably soft skin of Spike's balls, fondling them gently with the tips of his fingers. He moved the small amount needed to reach Spike's cock with his mouth, and circled the sensitive head with small flicks of his tongue, not giving enough stimulation to do anything more than tease.
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Date: 2004-01-17 04:32 pm (UTC)