Spike had meant the rules of morality, which Sunnydale had as much of as anywhere, though he'd personally always ignored them. But that wasn't important at the moment.

What was important was the look in Xander's eyes, making it clear he didn't believe him--but also that at least some part of him wanted to. "Oh yeah," he breathed, and then decided sod it. He closed that last bit of distance and kissed him, a surprisingly light and gentle kiss.