"What? Dru, no," Spike whispered to her, giving her a warning look. Spike was considerably less fond of fucking in front of Dru, not that he hadn't. He'd done it a few times, with men or with women, he didn't much care. That baggage had died a long time ago when he changed his look, his manner and the way he was. Hell, he was quite proud that he'd shagged every member of his band to date. It was one hell of an achievement.
"Nah, I'll give you a free pass if you don't try and fuck her. Be a gentleman and you can dance," Spike took Dru's hand and offered it to Nicolas, letting their hands meet before he pulled away, pretending to be interested in helping Angel pack up his stuff. Which he wasn't, he was never that helpful.
But he felt so awkward and happy and horrified by his happiness. He honestly didn't know what to think or feel, he wasn't even sure if he was coming or going.
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Date: 2015-10-03 11:52 pm (UTC)"Nah, I'll give you a free pass if you don't try and fuck her. Be a gentleman and you can dance," Spike took Dru's hand and offered it to Nicolas, letting their hands meet before he pulled away, pretending to be interested in helping Angel pack up his stuff. Which he wasn't, he was never that helpful.
But he felt so awkward and happy and horrified by his happiness. He honestly didn't know what to think or feel, he wasn't even sure if he was coming or going.