Fucking hell. Pretty, manners, and the boy knew how to suck cock. Spike's eyes widened as his cock was sucked straight down and he inhaled sharply, reflexively, in response to the feel of Lane cutting off his own air.
His fingers flexed in Lane's hair and he felt a very faint warning spark of pain in his head, and grimaced. Damn it. On the other hand... if the pain he got in his head was proportionate to the pain he caused (or would cause if allowed to get that far), he'd have expected a sharper twinge than that. Pulled hair could bloody sting.