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May. 19th, 2005 03:48 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
moonlettuceWesley's fingers claw at the desk as Angel pins him down, one hand fumbling with his trousers. A rip and a jerk and both his trousers and boxers are pulled from his hips to around his thighs, cool air blowing across his arse.
"Want you so much," Angel murmurs, as cool fingers slick with something enter his body, twisting and pushing and pressing just *there* before they are gone again.
"Yes," moans Wesley, fingers flexing on the desk and crumpling the translation he's worked on for weeks.
The fingers are back now, resting on the small of his back as something bigger and more insistant presses against him. Heat and fire and a cock that's hotter than it should be become the focus of Wesley's world as he comes apart in Angel's hands, unknowing and uncaring if he'll ever be put back together.
"Want you so much," Angel murmurs, as cool fingers slick with something enter his body, twisting and pushing and pressing just *there* before they are gone again.
"Yes," moans Wesley, fingers flexing on the desk and crumpling the translation he's worked on for weeks.
The fingers are back now, resting on the small of his back as something bigger and more insistant presses against him. Heat and fire and a cock that's hotter than it should be become the focus of Wesley's world as he comes apart in Angel's hands, unknowing and uncaring if he'll ever be put back together.
