"Well, yeah, I know that," Spike admitted, taking another swig. "He did stop Dean killing me, though I gather it was more to stop the universe imploding than 'cos of any concern for my wellbeing. Can't grumble though."
He set the bottle down on the wall beside him and peered at Lane's face through the darkness, one hand slipping up inside Lane's t-shirt at the front and ghosting over his belly. "Not sure I'd call the Ianto kid a peach. Seemed a bit snarky to me."