It took a moment for Lane to focus on Spike's face, lips plush and swollen as he licked the taste of Spike's skin from them. "I wouldn't be able to stop until I drew blood... next thing, I'd sprout fangs and develop a penchant for sarcasm. It's not a bad thing, mind, you make it damn sexy." He moved in for another kiss, fist tight as it circled Spike's cock, pulling it free and giving it a slow pull.