ext_2786 ([identity profile] wesleysgirl.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] reality_bends2004-01-22 04:56 am
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Getting clean. Yeah, that's what they're doing in the shower.



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To his own faint surprise, Wesley obligingly tilted his head, giving Spike easier access to his throat as the vampire licked and mouthed the sensitive skin there. At the same time Wesley pressed his hips forward until his cock brushed Spike's lower belly, his hands tightening on Spike's waist as he groaned again.
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[identity profile] wesleysgirl.livejournal.com 2004-01-22 06:39 pm (UTC)(link)
Wesley shuddered as his cock, now ultra sensitive from its contact with the slick skin of Spike's stomach and hip, was trapped even more firmly between them. He allowed his head to be tilted for Spike's convenience, returning the kiss just as avidly. His hands moved restlessly, and possibly rather ineffectually, over Spike's body, so wrapped up was he in the taste of Spike's mouth that he barely knew what the rest of his body was doing.

[identity profile] flaming-muse.livejournal.com 2004-01-23 05:57 am (UTC)(link)
Hunger coursed through Spike's body, hunger not for blood but for Wesley. Every movement, every sound, every expression of pleasure on Wesley's face only added to Spike's desire. He shifted his hips again, teasing his aching erection with more of Wesley's skin. "Do you feel how much I want you?" he asked huskily.

[identity profile] wesleysgirl.livejournal.com 2004-01-23 07:31 am (UTC)(link)
Another sound escaped Wesley, although this time it was so faint that it probably couldn't even be classified as a whimper. "Want you too," he managed to say, biting at Spike's lower lip.

[identity profile] flaming-muse.livejournal.com 2004-01-23 08:15 am (UTC)(link)
"Yeah?" Spike pressed his mouth to the soft skin and stubble beneath Wesley's jaw. "Say it again. I like to hear you talk."

[identity profile] wesleysgirl.livejournal.com 2004-01-23 09:32 am (UTC)(link)
Wesley's breath hitched in his chest and he shuddered. Then he semi-growled, in a low voice, "I want you," knowing that the vibration of his vocal chords would be felt by Spike's lips and tongue against his throat.

[identity profile] flaming-muse.livejournal.com 2004-01-23 10:34 am (UTC)(link)
The intensity of Wesley's voice stoked the flames of Spike's arousal, and Spike worked his way lower, dipping his tongue into the hollow between Wesley's collarbones.

[identity profile] wesleysgirl.livejournal.com 2004-01-23 11:01 am (UTC)(link)
"Please," Wesley said, the feel of Spike's tongue and the general downward path making him ache. He slid his hand through Spike's hair, smoothing water out of it, and pressed forward against Spike's body.

[identity profile] flaming-muse.livejournal.com 2004-01-23 12:07 pm (UTC)(link)
I want you. Please. Wesley's words repeated over and over in Spike's head. Holding him close, he mouthed down Wesley's chest, teasing a nipple with his tongue on the way.

[identity profile] wesleysgirl.livejournal.com 2004-01-23 12:51 pm (UTC)(link)
Wesley's hand on Spike's head went from caressing to clutching, the center of his back arching away from the tile wall as his body responded eagerly to Spike's mouth. "God yes," he hissed. "More. Spike..."

[identity profile] flaming-muse.livejournal.com 2004-01-23 02:11 pm (UTC)(link)
Pleased by Wesley's reaction, Spike ran his tongue over his nipple again, this time following it by the barest brush of his teeth.

[identity profile] wesleysgirl.livejournal.com 2004-01-23 02:37 pm (UTC)(link)
Wesley hissed again, wordlessly this time, and tightened his grip on Spike's hair, clearly begging for still more.
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