[ A lot can happen in a couple of decades but while it's been a bit touch and go from time to time, Spike is nothing if not fiercely loyal. Staying with Ianto was never a question for him, especially after Jack split off on his own and truth be told, he prefers this. He was always good with the quiet domestic side of things, the waking up together, heating up a cup of blood in the microwave, going through the daily motions and knowing how goddamn lucky you are to still be here. Yes, he's noticed the ring, the change of clothes. He knows how lucky he is.
Twenty years in prison. It's not a lot of time when you live forever but still more than he ever expected to spend here. Groaning softly, he stirs at the kiss, flopping an arm over Ianto's waist. ]