The Blossoming Dawn

Spike saw her eyes close as his lips pressed to hers and she went still as her supple lips met his soft ones. Her body tensed as her he suckled her bottom lip between his, her arms wrapped awkwardly around his neck.

Spike felt sheer bliss at finally feeling her lips on his and was determined to make her relax.

He made the kiss as soft and passionate as he could, so that her body was no longer tense and she melted into the kiss, her trembling arms coming to rest on his broad shoulders and her lips kissing him back just as passionate.

Spike hand cupped her soft swan-like neck and his other arm wrapped around her waist, his hand stroking her back.

Their chests were pressed so close together, he could feel her hardened nipples through the sheer fabric of her cute cotton sweater and could feel her heart beating against him—faster and faster.

Dawn parted her lips and he invaded her mouth, his tongue seeking hers and massaging it, swirling around her heat. . She massaged it back and Spike’s hand up to cup her face, his other hand joining it.

Soon he poured his passion into the kiss and devoured her—feeling the strain of his erection—his pants growing tighter at just the feel of her soft, supple lips on his.

He moved his hand down and cupped one of her full breasts through her sweater and Dawn gasped and broke the kiss.

She pushed him away and he stared at her, his eyes clouded with lust, watching her panting, her body shaking and her lips nearly swollen from the passion of their kiss—his erection throbbing—aching to be inside her.

She did not meet his eyes and said nothing, quickly jogging up the stairs.

He heard the sound of her door closing and felt regret—regret and guilt—he had gone too fast, he had unleashed all the pent up desire and lust on her and now she might never look him in the eye again.

He was beside himself and sighed his head slumping forward.

He had to do something.

He wondered if he should go upstairs and check on her.

He knew he had to see if she was okay and apologize for being such an animal.

As he slowly started up the stairs he silently hoped and prayed that she wouldn’t be afraid of him because of what he had done.

He couldn’t bear the thought of her recoiling in fear and never wanting to be around him again.

He would die inside.

He knew there was only one way to find out and took a deep unneeded breath as he stood in front of her bedroom door.

Sorry this chapter was a little short but I hope you liked it anyway :)