"Can you get free?"

Spike gave a token wriggle. "No."

"Try harder," Xander insisted. "Bondage *so* not my thing and I was never a Scout. I can't sleep until I know you can't get loose."

"But I can't bite," Spike pointed out.

"Don't you wish you could?"

"Oh, yeah..." Spike looked wistful. "Really do."

Xander took out a needle and pricked his thumb, holding his hand enticingly close to Spike's mouth. "Free blood. Come and get it."

Spike lunged at him, ropes snapping, and then screamed in pain.

Xander picked up the phone. "Giles? Gonna need to borrow your chains."



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