The One
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BtVS AU/AR › Het - Male/Female › Dawn/Spike(William)
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Adult ++
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4
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Category:
BtVS AU/AR › Het - Male/Female › Dawn/Spike(William)
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
4
Views:
7,824
Reviews:
17
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
Disclaimer:
I do not own Buffy the Vampire Slayer (BtVS), nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
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Alice: Thanx for the review it is soo much appreciated. I am gonna write more I promise and much more angst is on the way.
Anon: I figured Spike would feel that maybe Dawn wouldn't want him coming inside of her even if she can't get pregnant because he is still a dead guy. Safe sex is important to me and will feature in nearly all of my fics.
Monkey: Thanx so much! I'm glad you enjoyed it and more is on the way.
Note: Im not a huge fan of the 'cu' or 'p' word so they won't be used. The 'F' Word will be used to seperate sex and love. I KNOW i'm a prude!
Spike had fucked alot of women in his time. More then he could ever remember. It was as if when he had died he had made up for lost time after being the drab and pathetic William.
Sex with Buffy was like nothing he had ever felt before. The strength of her inner muscles around his cock made his eyes water and brought a delightful blurred line between pleasure and pain.
He couldn't do that with Dawn. Dawn needed to be treated like a lady and as such Spike had reverted to his victorian alter ego. He had always been a romantic whatever form he had taken in his life. With Buffy it was a dark obsession, passionate and intense. The need to screw Buffy into whatever they were up against or lying on. To take her hard and fast without discussion.
He would never have enough time to work something special for Dawn. The perfect light in all their lives. He could see with perfect clarity what life would be like when she was gone. The sun in which they orbited would be snuffed out. He had seen people die-many at his own hand but seeing Dawn die seemed as impossible as a vampire walking into the sunlight.
He didn't understand how Dawn had accepted her death this way. With quietness and determindness to suceed. She had taken a university course that she could complete at home as her stength waned as she would be unable to leave the house. Spike saw the way she had trouble walking from her bedroom to the kitchen. How out of breath she had become.
She hid it well.
His vampire senes could see her standing outside his crypt, staring at the door. He could see her 'Dawn Expression' a mixture of the Summer's determination and mortal fear of the new. Becoming an adult.
He wanted to go to her, to embrace her yet this first step had to be hers. It had to be her choice.
The door opened sooner then he expected. Dawn stood in the twilight, dressed in a heavy sweater and jeans.
"I didn't know what to wear" she said.
"You look fine"
She smiled. He stood at his bedpost, waiting for her.
They stood.
"You want something to drink?"
Dawn's nose crinkled. "Human drink?"
He grinned and said reassuringly. "Human drink"
"Okay"
He poured her a glass of juice and slowly she came forward, a shy kitten approaching a feirce, dangerous tiger. She took her drink, their hands brushing. The back of her palm was sweaty against his cool one. He could feel her blood pumping.
"I don't know what to do," she confided.
He laced his fingers through hers, taking the juice from her other hand. She gazed up at him and slowly she followed his example, her arm wrapping around his shoulders, leaning in for a kiss. The kiss was warm, her lips moved against his, licking his bottom lip. Spike gently sucked Dawn's bottom lip into his mouth and nibbled. His hand fell to the small of her waist. Dawn whimpered softly as Spike pressed against her. She could feel his hardness against her.
Dawn arched her neck and Spike followed the hint, nibbling down her throat. He sucked the sensitive skin of her collarbone, tasting the salty sweetness of her sweat and the blood that pumped inside her.
Slowly he turned about, so that Dawn stood with her back to the bed.
"Lift your arms sweetheart" she obeyed lifting her arms and he divested her of her sweater and top. She stood before him in her bra. Spike took his time gazing at her. The soft white expanse of her throat and the small swell of her breast inside of her bra.
"You don't have to stare" she said beligerantly, placing her arms over her cheast. Spike slowly unfolded her arms.
"I want to. There isn't enough time in the world to study your beauty" Spike whispered.
"I don't need stupid platitudes, Spike. We went over this"
Spike closed the distance, wrapping his arms around her and lifting her around his thighs. Taking her mouth again he kissed her passionatly, exploring all the crevices of her mouth as she did his.
When he pulled away slightly he could feel her breath against his chest. "You talk to much"
He wriggled his hips. His member brushing against her. "Feel that? I want you"
Keeping one hand around her he used the other one to unbutton his jeans. His cock was so hard just feeling her softness against him. The jeans fell and he stepped out of them and lowered her to the bed. As she uncoiled her legs, he took off his top.
"Time to get rid of these love" he said, indicating her jeans.
She nodded silently. Slowly he teased the button of her jeans and eased them down. As he took the denim off he sucked the skin they revealed, leaving a soft wet mark. With a flourish he threw them into the corner.
Gently he pressed his lips over her centre causing Dawn to open her legs so that his lips had better access to her centre.
Moving up he dipped his tongue into her cute belly button loving the way she wriggled underneath him.
He allowed his chest to brush against her own, loving the feel of her skin against his own. Feeling the smooth skin, the gentle pressure of her bones that were becoming more prominant.
He felt her hand press against his stomach, as she felt him flex. The hard muscles and the defined torso.
As he reached her bosom he undid the clasp of her bra allowing access to her breasts. They heaved under his touch. His hand cupped her left mound the thumb brushing over the nipple. Dawn whimpered as he tested the pressure that she liked.
Her eyes squeezed shut and Spike smiled as he closed his mouth over her nipple. He alternated between sucking the mound and nibbling the erect nipple into his mouth and lavering it tenderly.
"Oh God...."
Spike smiled, moving closer to her and kissing her mouth as his hand traveled down to her thighs.
TBC
Anon: I figured Spike would feel that maybe Dawn wouldn't want him coming inside of her even if she can't get pregnant because he is still a dead guy. Safe sex is important to me and will feature in nearly all of my fics.
Monkey: Thanx so much! I'm glad you enjoyed it and more is on the way.
Note: Im not a huge fan of the 'cu' or 'p' word so they won't be used. The 'F' Word will be used to seperate sex and love. I KNOW i'm a prude!
Spike had fucked alot of women in his time. More then he could ever remember. It was as if when he had died he had made up for lost time after being the drab and pathetic William.
Sex with Buffy was like nothing he had ever felt before. The strength of her inner muscles around his cock made his eyes water and brought a delightful blurred line between pleasure and pain.
He couldn't do that with Dawn. Dawn needed to be treated like a lady and as such Spike had reverted to his victorian alter ego. He had always been a romantic whatever form he had taken in his life. With Buffy it was a dark obsession, passionate and intense. The need to screw Buffy into whatever they were up against or lying on. To take her hard and fast without discussion.
He would never have enough time to work something special for Dawn. The perfect light in all their lives. He could see with perfect clarity what life would be like when she was gone. The sun in which they orbited would be snuffed out. He had seen people die-many at his own hand but seeing Dawn die seemed as impossible as a vampire walking into the sunlight.
He didn't understand how Dawn had accepted her death this way. With quietness and determindness to suceed. She had taken a university course that she could complete at home as her stength waned as she would be unable to leave the house. Spike saw the way she had trouble walking from her bedroom to the kitchen. How out of breath she had become.
She hid it well.
His vampire senes could see her standing outside his crypt, staring at the door. He could see her 'Dawn Expression' a mixture of the Summer's determination and mortal fear of the new. Becoming an adult.
He wanted to go to her, to embrace her yet this first step had to be hers. It had to be her choice.
The door opened sooner then he expected. Dawn stood in the twilight, dressed in a heavy sweater and jeans.
"I didn't know what to wear" she said.
"You look fine"
She smiled. He stood at his bedpost, waiting for her.
They stood.
"You want something to drink?"
Dawn's nose crinkled. "Human drink?"
He grinned and said reassuringly. "Human drink"
"Okay"
He poured her a glass of juice and slowly she came forward, a shy kitten approaching a feirce, dangerous tiger. She took her drink, their hands brushing. The back of her palm was sweaty against his cool one. He could feel her blood pumping.
"I don't know what to do," she confided.
He laced his fingers through hers, taking the juice from her other hand. She gazed up at him and slowly she followed his example, her arm wrapping around his shoulders, leaning in for a kiss. The kiss was warm, her lips moved against his, licking his bottom lip. Spike gently sucked Dawn's bottom lip into his mouth and nibbled. His hand fell to the small of her waist. Dawn whimpered softly as Spike pressed against her. She could feel his hardness against her.
Dawn arched her neck and Spike followed the hint, nibbling down her throat. He sucked the sensitive skin of her collarbone, tasting the salty sweetness of her sweat and the blood that pumped inside her.
Slowly he turned about, so that Dawn stood with her back to the bed.
"Lift your arms sweetheart" she obeyed lifting her arms and he divested her of her sweater and top. She stood before him in her bra. Spike took his time gazing at her. The soft white expanse of her throat and the small swell of her breast inside of her bra.
"You don't have to stare" she said beligerantly, placing her arms over her cheast. Spike slowly unfolded her arms.
"I want to. There isn't enough time in the world to study your beauty" Spike whispered.
"I don't need stupid platitudes, Spike. We went over this"
Spike closed the distance, wrapping his arms around her and lifting her around his thighs. Taking her mouth again he kissed her passionatly, exploring all the crevices of her mouth as she did his.
When he pulled away slightly he could feel her breath against his chest. "You talk to much"
He wriggled his hips. His member brushing against her. "Feel that? I want you"
Keeping one hand around her he used the other one to unbutton his jeans. His cock was so hard just feeling her softness against him. The jeans fell and he stepped out of them and lowered her to the bed. As she uncoiled her legs, he took off his top.
"Time to get rid of these love" he said, indicating her jeans.
She nodded silently. Slowly he teased the button of her jeans and eased them down. As he took the denim off he sucked the skin they revealed, leaving a soft wet mark. With a flourish he threw them into the corner.
Gently he pressed his lips over her centre causing Dawn to open her legs so that his lips had better access to her centre.
Moving up he dipped his tongue into her cute belly button loving the way she wriggled underneath him.
He allowed his chest to brush against her own, loving the feel of her skin against his own. Feeling the smooth skin, the gentle pressure of her bones that were becoming more prominant.
He felt her hand press against his stomach, as she felt him flex. The hard muscles and the defined torso.
As he reached her bosom he undid the clasp of her bra allowing access to her breasts. They heaved under his touch. His hand cupped her left mound the thumb brushing over the nipple. Dawn whimpered as he tested the pressure that she liked.
Her eyes squeezed shut and Spike smiled as he closed his mouth over her nipple. He alternated between sucking the mound and nibbling the erect nipple into his mouth and lavering it tenderly.
"Oh God...."
Spike smiled, moving closer to her and kissing her mouth as his hand traveled down to her thighs.
TBC