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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Sliding his hand over Wesley's hip, Spike pushed him back against the wall. He didn't mind that Wesley had moved, but he wanted him completely at his mercy. He engulfed Wesley's cock, no longer interested in teasing.

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Wesley groaned, his head falling back against the wall, Spike's hand on his hip a desperately-needed anchor. The vampire's mouth was lukewarm and almost unbearably talented, taking him in and caressing his length.

If he hadn't already been standing under hot water, he'd have been sweating by now. "Spike..." Wesley said, running his hand down to rest at the back of Spike's neck. "God, yes..."

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Using skills that he had never quite forgotten, Spike slid his lips and tongue along Wesley's shaft. He sucked harder as warm fingers settled at the nape of his neck.

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Wesley drew in a breath, the sound low-pitched and ragged, then exhaled just as shakily. He could feel his thighs trembling, the hot water running down over him, but Spike's mouth working at his cock was his only real focus.

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Wesley's flesh was hot on Spike's tongue, and the taste of him made Spike's body ache. He could feel Wesley shaking beneath his hands, and he sped up his movements, taking Wesley's cock into the back of his throat and then pulling back until only the tip was captured between his lips. On the next pass upwards, he allowed the barest hint of his teeth to graze the tender skin.

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And there it was again, proof that by deliberation or instinct, Spike knew to ride the thin line between pleasure and pain. Knew how to push Wesley closer to that line. Teeth scraped his flesh and Wesley shuddered, feeling his balls drawing up tight as he hovered on the edge of release, hearing his heart pounding in his ears.

He whimpered, and thought vaguely that Spike's name might be contained within the sound.

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Continues here (http://www.livejournal.com/community/reality_bends/9963.html).