Spanley
Spanley 05
5. by Druffine
"Hey Xan, you okay?" Spike asked, his concentration back completely on his employee.
Xander nodded slowly. "Yes, I just… " His voice trailed off when he looked over Spike's shoulder into the grey-blue eyes of this Wesley Wyndham Pryce, who still stood there unmoving, watching them with an unreadable expression.
"Spike, can you take me backstage please? I don't feel…" "Yes, yes of course." Spike again took in the appearance of Xander. The boy was naked, his delicate bits barely hidden under the tiny dish towel. He was still shivering from shock and holding onto Spike desperately. Spike looked around, checking for anything he could use to shield the boy away from the sensation hungry, obtrusive gazes of the audience, but couldn't find anything. Just then a long fingered elegant hand held out a leather coat.
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