Two vamps, a girl, and a prophecy

Summary: What happens to Spike (and Angel) after ‘Not Fade Away.’
Rating: NC-17 Explicit sexual descriptions (later on), some language.
Pairings: Dawn/Spike, with a small side of Buffy/Xander.
Feedback: Yes, please. This is my first time posting a fic, so be gentle!
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Disclaimer: I don’t own ‘em. I’m just borrowing them for a while since Joss isn’t using them anymore.

Chapter 25

“I absolutely adore you.” Spike nodded, chuckling quietly. Slipping off the bed, he knelt in front of her, placing his hands on her waist. She parted her legs and he crawled forward until he could wrap his arms around her. “Was that our first fight?” He asked, peering up at her through his thick eyelashes.

“I wouldn’t say it was much of a fight…” Dawn began.

“If it was our first fight, we get to make up now,” He tilted his head to the side slightly and licked his lips.

“It was our first fight!” Dawn nodded vigorously. “I may be scarred for life.”

“Oh, are you hurt, then? Want me to kiss anything better?” Spike asked seriously, then burst out laughing and rolled his eyes. “Enough of that.” He muttered, then leaned forward and covered her mouth with his own.

“Mmm,” Dawn murmured agreeably, sucking on his lower lip, then biting it gently, eliciting a low, sexy growl. Running her hands up over his smooth, bare sides, she moved them to his head and buried her fingers in his hair, holding him closer as she deepened the kiss, slowly sliding her tongue into his mouth and wrapping it around his.

Spike groaned loudly, and hesitantly moved his hands to her hips, pulling her closer against him. Dawn moaned happily and wrapped her legs around his waist, pulling him closer still. She immediately felt a large bulge in the front of his pants and smiled against his lips. Thrusting her tongue back into his mouth, she licked his palate and the insides of his cheeks, distracting him while she removed one hand from his head and moved it to his thigh. When he was thoroughly engrossed in the kiss, happily sucking on her tongue and making contented little grunting noises, she moved her hand again. This time, she gently cupped him through his jeans, running her thumb firmly over his length. “Oh god!” He gasped, pulling back slightly. “Dawn!”

Dawn giggled and began kissing his neck while she stroked him gently through the thin denim. “I love you, Spike.”

“God, I love you, too!” He panted, sliding his hands under the front of her shirt and slowly up over her stomach. “That feels so good, baby.”

“Touch me,” She whispered softly, stopping the motions of her hand.

“I am touching you,” He tickled her ribs playfully, but then quickly moved his hands further up, cupping her breasts. “God, so perfect.” Dawn moaned, pushing her chest forward into his hands. She slowly released him, and moved her hand up to his waistband. Biting her lip nervously, she undid the button and pulled down his zipper, carefully reaching in to grasp his bare flesh. “Dawn!”

“Take it off,” She murmured in his ear, and he jerked his head back.

“What?”

“My shirt…take it off!” She giggled, squeezing him gently and rubbing her thumb over the head of his shaft, exploring the changes in texture as her hand skimmed down to the base.

“Aaah! O-okay!” Spike fumbled for a moment with the shirt before accidentally ripping the flimsy material. “Sorry!” He winced.

“S’okay,” She murmured, licking his neck as she began stroking him firmly from root to tip.

“Oh god!” He growled. His hips began rocking unconsciously with her movements, and he pulled her ripped t-shirt up over her breasts, exposing her to him. “Beautiful,” He breathed, staring at her hungrily. Licking his lips, he bent his head and flicked the tip of one pink nipple teasingly with his tongue through her bra.

“Oh, Spike!” Dawn grabbed the back of his head with her free hand, holding him in place as she increased the pace of her hand. Spike growled deeply, pulled the lace out of the way, and latched onto her breast, sucking hard on the nipple and flicking his tongue over it, causing her to groan loudly. “Spike!”

“Baby, Dawnie…g-god…that’s so…ohh!” He pulled back, gasping loudly when she began flicking her thumb across his tip on every upstroke and squeezing firmly on the way back down. Dawn noticed with fascination that he had begun producing enough natural ‘lubrication’ to ease her movements, and bit back a chuckle. “Oh god! Don’t…stop…I’m gonna…Oh!”

“Was that a request to stop, or an order not to stop?” Dawn teased quietly, never faltering in her movements. He moaned wordlessly and she giggled despite herself. Leaning forward, she licked his ear and whispered. “Come for me, Spike!”

“Oh! Oh! Daaaaaaawn!” He roared loudly, throwing his head back as he came in large spurts all over her hand and stomach. Dawn licked, sucked, and nibbled on his neck, beaming with pride, as he gradually calmed down.

“Bloody hell…where did you learn how to do that?” Spike groaned, climbing up and collapsing on the bed beside her a few minutes later.

“I don’t think we really want to go there, do you?” She giggled, kissing his cheek.

“I don’t know, if we fight about it, are you gonna do that again?” He leered at her. “That was amazing.” He stated seriously, reaching up to stroke her hair again.

“It was pretty good on this end, too,” Dawn winked. “You’re so sexy when you come. I always knew you would be.” Raising her hand to her mouth, she licked a white droplet from her fingers and hummed happily. “You taste really good, too.”

Spike whimpered, staring at her with wide eyes. “I’m not sure what Italy has done to you, but I think I like it!”

Dawn grinned. “Glad to hear it.” Looking down at her stomach she sighed, then used her torn shirt to wipe off the wet, milky globs there before tossing it in the waste basket beside her desk. When she looked back up at Spike, he was gazing at her with an adoring smile on his face. “What?”

“You,” He shrugged. “It’s refreshing to be with a woman who doesn’t play games, and doesn’t have a hissy fit over things like getting a little messy…”

“Why would I get mad over that? I caused the mess!” Dawn snorted, and Spike leaned forward and kissed her gently.

“I love you, Dawnie,” He murmured. “You might just be the best thing that’s ever happened to me.”

“Really?” He nodded eagerly, and she leaned over and kissed him on the neck before whispering. “You deserve to have someone treat you right. You’re a wonderful man, I can’t believe no one else has recognized that.”

When she pulled away from him, he had tears in his eyes. Wordlessly, he pulled her into his arms, hugging her tightly. “I-I don’t…that’s…thanks, Luv.” He babbled quietly, nuzzling her neck.

Fighting back her own tears, Dawn murmured, “You don’t have to thank me, that’s what girlfriends are for, right?”

“Well, you’re very good at it,” He sniffled once, then let her go and wiped his eyes with his thumbs. “I’m sorry to get so emotional…”

“Don’t be…it’s one of the many things I love about you,” Dawn patted his arm gently, trying to get him to look her in the eyes.

“You’ve got to stop this or I’m going to totally blow my Big Bad reputation,” he smiled shyly at her.

Dawn laughed delightedly. “I promise, your secret is safe with me.” Just then, her stomach growled even more loudly than before.

“Well, I was just about to suggest that it was my turn to return the favor,” Spike ran his eyes down over her body and licked his lips suggestively, “but I think maybe we’d better get you something to eat.”

Dawn’s legs quivered from the heat in his eyes, but she sighed and nodded her head. “It’s getting late; Ennio’s is probably closed.”

Spike grinned and pulled her to her feet. “Ennio owes us a favor. Faith chased a couple of my ill mannered bretheren out of there a couple of nights ago.” He winked. “I’ll make her call in the order. They’re all probably still up, wanting to talk to you.”


Dawn froze in the middle of pulling a new shirt out of her dresser. “You don’t think they heard us, do you? You were wicked loud.” She teased, playfully, pulling the t-shirt over her head.


He wrapped his arms around her waist and gave her a long, lingering kiss, nibbling and sucking on her lower lip until she was moaning loudly. “Somehow I suspect that I’m not the one who’s going to be giving us away when I get a chance to pay you back, luv.” He smirked as Dawn panted softly, trying to catch her breath.

“You’re evil!” She pouted, sticking out her kiss swollen lip at him.

“Oh, luv, don’t do that, or I’m gonna have to give the neighbors a real show,” Spike warned, bending his head down to lick her lip one last time. “Come on, let’s get you fed!” He grabbed her hand and they walked out to the living room.

“You can come out now, Andy!” Dawn sang as they passed the closet. They both laughed upon hearing a loud responding thud.