Giles sat up, ready to put that theory to the test.
"Lie down," he said, breath ghosting across Wesley's neck, no part of his body coming in contact with Wesley's. He saw the slight shudder as Wesley moved to obey.
He was gorgeous, laid out naked against the sheets, very much on display as Giles was still fully dressed. He sat just off to the side, close enough to touch, but not doing so, as he took in the picture Wesley made. His breathing was labored, his body flushed and his cock was thick and heavy against his abdomen. His eyes searched Giles', waiting for his next instruction. He didn't have to wait long for it.
"I want to watch you come."