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Spanley	By : Droolz Category: AtS/BtVS Crossovers > Threesomes/Moresomes Views: 2433 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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by Joolz

When Spike could drag his eyes away from his boy he looked out over the watching people, to see what the crowd was like tonight. He recognised many of the regulars who seemed to spend half their lives in his club, not that he was complaining of course. Their obsessions fed his coffers and he was always glad to see a familiar face for that very reason.

Then his attention was caught by the sight of a tall, dark and handsome stranger with wire rimmed glasses and an aristocratic disposition sitting at a corner table, eyes glued on the performance Xander was giving. Spike was instantly taken with the look of the man. He appeared to be in his late thirties and looked more intelligent than the usual drunken rabble they had in.

Speaking of drunken rabbles, there were a group of frat boys, who had come in about an hour ago, already in an inebriated state, sitting in front of the newcomer and they now appeared to be totally plastered. They were cat-calling and whooping at Xander as he danced his way along the stage using the gleaming silver pole to great effect. And two of their number were standing at the edge of the platform holding out money to stick in Xander’s thong.

Xander swayed his way over towards them and gyrated his hips in their direction to enable them to reach his thong. Unfortunately, the obvious leader of the group, egged on by his cohorts, grabbed at the sides of Xander’s thong and ripped it off causing Xander to tumble over backwards in his attempt to get away from them. The other man then made a grab for Xander’s leg, and he and his buddy tried to pull Xander off the stage.

Spike didn’t bother waiting for security, he couldn’t let his favourite boy be molested in this way. He leapt over the counter of the bar behind which he had been standing and swerving between tables, made his way rapidly over to where Xander was scrabbling for a footing, trying to get away from the yuppies who were now all standing up trying to get him.

But before Spike could reach them, he saw one of the men fly backwards and crash against the side of a table, then another followed quickly after, slumping down next to his mate. Spike looked up to see what was happening and was confronted by the sight of a dynamo in action. The dark haired stranger was working his way through the mob, man by man, tossing one aside here, punching another on the nose there and they were all falling before him.

Spike made for the leader who was still holding on to Xander’s leg, wondering why the crowd around him was diminishing fast. Spike grabbed the wrist holding Xander’s body and squeezed harder and harder. The man squealed like a stuffed pig and instantly go go of Xander who scooted away and grabbed a towel which was at the back of the stage to cover himself and sat against the wall shivering with reaction.

Spike pulled the guy round to face him and punched him with his other fist hard in the gut then, as he bent over winded, Spike gave him an upper cut to the chin followed by a fast, hard kick to the balls. The man stood for a moment not knowing what to hold first and then crumpled to the ground in a heap. Spike then turned to see how many others were still standing only to find the stranger had taken care of them and was now making his way on to the stage towards where Xander was sitting.

Spike leapt up on to the stage and also went over to Xander, pulling the boy to him, to calm his shaking limbs.

“Are you okay, Xan? He didn’t hurt you did he, ‘cause I could easily go over there and rip his head off for you.”

Xander shook his head, staring round, still in shock. He turned his head to look at the other man whom he had seen decimating his attackers.

“Th..th..thanks! I.., They.., thank you.”

“Please don’t worry about it. I’m just sorry they attacked you like that. I was happy to do what I could to assist you. It was the least I could do after that amazing performance you were giving up there. I certainly didn’t want that magnificent body being harmed in any way.”

“Are you a fellow countryman mate? Haven’t heard the mother tongue spoken for a long time. And I mean that literally!”

“Yes, I am. Wesley Wyndham Pryce at your service.”
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