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 29

Dawn followed Spike in silence as he led her toward her…no…it was their bedroom now. She grinned wickedly at the thought. It was about damn time.

Spike, however, didn’t seem to agree. As soon as he closed the door behind them, he let go of her hand and strolled toward the bed. Completely ignoring her, he jerked the covers back and laid down, rolling on his side to face the wall. “Spike?” Getting no response, Dawn sighed and crossed the room, crouching in front of the surly vampire. “Spike! Talk to me! Are you mad?”

“Not mad, luv. ‘M just tired,” Letting out an insultingly fake yawn, he rolled onto his stomach, turning his head away from her.

Putting her hands on her hips, Dawn growled. “I can’t believe this! You’re mad at me!”

“I’m not…I’m not mad at you. I’m mad at the fucking universe,” Spike growled into the pillow.

Rolling her eyes, Dawn climbed on the bed, straddling his hips. “Spike, come on. This is stupid.”

“It’s stupid for me to be upset that you almost died? Am I not supposed to be upset that I almost lost you, before I ever really had you?”

“Had me?” Dawn giggled nervously.

“I don’t mean like that,” Spike chuckled, rolling over and lightly grasping her hips. “I mean, we haven’t really had that much time together, yet.”

“Spike, I know exactly how you feel,” Dawn murmured, leaning over and resting her elbows on his chest, chin on her hands.

“You do?” He asked with a smirk.

“Of course I do, you idiot!” Dawn snorted. “You forget that immediately before I almost died, you almost died? How do you think I felt?”

“Like you wanted to scream, and rip your own heart out?” Spike smiled, finally relaxing beneath her.

At his words, Dawn shuddered and let out a soft whimper. “Oh god…” she sobbed into his chest, “I did…I did…”

“Hey…hey, what’s wrong?” Spike sat up, hugging her tightly and nuzzling the side of her neck. “Dawnie?”

Dawn pulled away slightly, staring at him in horror as memories of his healing rushed through her mind. “You…you don’t remember any of it?”

Spike frowned thoughtfully, then his eyes widened. “Oh. You…no, I don’t remember. I only remember falling asleep, looking at your pretty face,” He smiled softly and brushed her cheek with the back of his fingers. “The next thing I knew, I woke up, covered in dust, with Faith and Peaches leaning over me. You were on the floor, with Buffy trying to wake you up, her belly out to here,” He tried to hold his hand out several inches in front of his stomach, but bumped into Dawn and chuckled. “I had no idea what had happened, but my stomach didn’t hurt anymore. And I knew that you had saved me, somehow.” He shrugged casually and slid his hand up into her hair. “I’m not mad at you, pet. I just can’t stand the thought that I almost lost you.”

“Ditto,” Dawn murmured, ducking her head and rubbing her face on his shoulder. He chuckled and gently ruffled her hair. After several minutes of comfortable silence, she raised her head and grinned. “So…we’re alone. I don’t think anyone’s going to risk getting on your bad side tonight.”

“Yeah,” Spike snickered, “What are you saying?” He murmured, gently stroking the flesh along the edge of her scoop necked t-shirt.

“I’m saying I changed my mind about sticking to minor misdemeanors. I know I want to be with you, and it’s stupid to wait some arbitrary amount of time…for what…me to be even more in love with you? I don’t think it’s possible…” She leaned forward and rubbed her nose against his, then kissed him gently on the lips.

“Really? Are you sure?” Spike reached up and caressed her cheek, staring into her eyes. Whatever he saw there apparently met with his approval, because he smiled after a few moments, tucking his tongue behind his front teeth, and nodded eagerly. “Okay, luv.”

“I’ve never done this before, but I think maybe we’re a little overdressed,” Dawn giggled, reaching down to grasp the hem of his t-shirt and struggling to pull it off. “C’mon, take it off!”

Spike stared at her for a moment, looking as if he couldn’t believe what was happening to him, then grinned wickedly and yanked the shirt over his head, dropping it on the floor beside the bed. Lying back against the pillows, he looked up at her silently as she carefully studied his chest and torso. To her relief, she could barely make out the faintest trace of a scar from the dragon’s attack. She reached out and traced the pale white circle with the tip of her fingernail, and he shivered. Scooting back a bit, she leaned down and kissed the faint mark, flicking her tongue over the slight indent there.

“Dawn,” Spike moaned, reaching up again and stroking her hair gently. Dawn smiled, and trailed her tongue up to his left nipple, flicking the tiny, hardened nub playfully before closing her mouth around it and sucking lightly. “Oh god, Dawnie! I really…that’s good.”

Dawn realized he was letting her take control, and her heart swelled with gratitude. Taking his not-so-subtle hint, she sucked harder on his nipple while she brought her hand up to lightly pinch the other. Spike moaned loudly and his head fell back, and she felt a jolt of arousal shoot through her at the sight of him writhing in pleasure. “Mmm,” She hummed around his flesh, and then bit down gently.

“Oh god!” His head shot up and he whimpered loudly before going limp beneath her.

“You really like that, don’t you?” She whispered, looking up at him and bringing her other hand up to replace her mouth, pinching and rubbing both of his nipples while she watched him intently.

“Yeah,” He smiled down at her dazedly.

“Why don’t you get them pierced?” She asked, pinching them harder.

Spike moaned loudly and began panting. “Because my fucking head would explode and I’d never get…oh god…anything done…other than sitting around playing with them?”

“Good reason,” Dawn giggled and lowered her head to suckle the right one for a few seconds before pulling back again so she could admire his sleek, hard muscles. Trailing her fingertip down over his perfect abs to the button of his jeans, she said, “Spike?”

“Yeah?” He asked weakly, lifting eyes that were so heavily dilated they were nearly black to her face. He looked like he’d been drugged, and she barely suppressed a moan at the obvious effect she had on him.

“I really like you in tight denim. But…” She quickly undid the button, and gazed pointedly at him.

“Oh,” Spike blinked. “Yeah. Right.” He reached down and yanked down the zipper, then braced himself and raised his hips a few inches.

“Good boy,” Dawn smiled sweetly at him, then grasped both sides of the pants and pulled them over his hips, then down his legs, removing them completely, along with his socks. She thanked her lucky stars he hadn’t put on his Docs that day, since she was pretty sure she wouldn’t have been able to deal with untangling his laces at the moment. Suddenly, it hit her that this was really Spike. She had just undressed the man of her dreams; and she laughed giddily at the surrealness of it all.

“Uh, not the reaction I was looking for, pet,” Spike spoke up quietly.

Dawn’s eyes shot to his face, to find him looking anxiously at her. Realizing she had just laughed after removing his pants, she smiled reassuringly at him. “Oh, no, I wasn’t laughing at you. I was just laughing because…I’m crazy! I haven’t even looked yet!” As she spoke, she lowered her gaze to his lap and swallowed hard at the sight of his hard, pale cock, jutting upwards from a nest of dark curls. The foreskin was pulled loosely back from the pinkish head, which was already oozing a few pale drops of fluid. “Wow!” She breathed. “I never saw one that wasn’t circumcised before…”

“And just how many have you seen that were?” Spike grumbled, squinting at her suspiciously. She worried for a moment, until she saw the mischievous glint in his eyes.

“Biology class, Spike. You’re the only naked man I’ve seen up close and personal,” She giggled, “The only other guy I’ve seen in real life, at all, was Xander, and that was just a horrible accident! You’re definitely a lot sexier.” She smiled shyly at him, and he beamed at her in return. Scooting further up his body, she pulled his head down to kiss him passionately, and he immediately wrapped his arms around her, pulling her closer to him. As they proceeded to kiss tenderly for several minutes, Dawn was vaguely aware of their soft gasps and moans filling the room, but wasn’t sure who was making which sounds. Finally, she couldn’t wait any longer to feel his soft, silky skin against her own. Pushing away from him abruptly, she stood up and stepped away from the bed.

“What’s wrong?” Spike looked worried again, and reached for her.

Dawn shook her head at him, and waved a finger at him warningly for good measure. “Stay there.” She ordered gently, then reached for the hem of her t-shirt. She purposely pulled it off as slowly as possibly, then looked down at his face. Biting her lip nervously, she waited as he stared at her for several seconds without speaking.

Finally, he reached for her again, growling softly, “Come ’ere,”

“Not yet,” She shook her head playfully, and slowly ran her hands down over her stomach to the waist of her shorts. Before she could even begin to pull them down, Spike moved in a sudden blur of speed. The next thing she knew, she was flat on her back on the bed in nothing but her bra and underwear…with a very aroused vampire looming over her. “Jeez! Impatient much?” She giggled.

“Tease much?” He shot back playfully.

“I wasn’t teasing!” She protested. “I was trying to be sexy for you.”

“You would be sexy blowing your nose, pet. That was teasing!” He grinned. Reaching down, he ran his finger under one of the straps of her bra. “This is nice.” He purred.

“Yeah?” Dawn swallowed hard. “I know you like red.”

“I do like red,” He nodded. Leering at her, he added huskily, “But I think it would look better…off.” Dawn giggled and nodded, and he reached for the front clasp and quickly removed the tiny garment. Dawn laid beneath him, trying not to fidget as he stared hungrily at her breasts. Finally, he let out a low growl and lowered his head to suck her right nipple into his mouth.

“Oh god,” Dawn moaned as he ran his tongue over the tip, sending delicious shivers throughout her body. She was sure that by now there was a very obvious wet patch on the front of her panties, and she pressed her legs together.

As if reading her mind, Spike slid his right hand down over her stomach, cupping her mound. “Baby, you’re so wet already.” He mumbled against her breast. Raising his head to look her in the eye, he asked quietly, “Can I taste you?”

Dawn blushed, her heart jumping in her throat. “I, uh, if you want to. You don’t have to…”

“Oh, I want to. I definitely want to,” He smiled warmly at her, and began kissing his way down across her stomach. Hooking his thumbs in the sides of her panties, he slid them down and off, flinging them over his shoulder. Gently pushing her legs apart, he knelt between them, and gently stroked the palm of his hand over her soft curls. Looking up at her, he caught her eye agaim and said, “You’re so beautiful, baby.”

Dawn stared down at him, kneeling naked between her thighs, and her heart skipped a beat. Or three. From this angle, she could just barely see the head of his cock, peeking out at her from between his legs, and the sight made her moan loudly. She felt a small trickle of fluid running down her thigh, and gasped loudly.

“Christ, you’re wet,” Spike purred huskily. Lying down between her legs, he eagerly licked his way up her thigh, gathering the drops that had just escaped her, and growled softly. “You taste like peaches.” He grinned up at her cockily. “Too bad that name’s already taken.” He winked.

Dawn just stared, wide eyed, at him until he lowered his head again, and gently licked the wet folds of her sex, spreading her open with his tongue. She’d never felt anything so good in her entire life, and she suddenly worried that she might actually pass out from the overwhelming sensation before they got to the really good part. “Oh God!” Just then, he flicked his tongue over her clit, and her hips jerked up, completely of their own volition.

“Shh, try to stay still, Pet.” Spike murmured, gently grasping her hips and holding them down as he proceeded to twirl his tongue around her clit and then suck it gently into his mouth.

“Ohhhh! Spike! God!” Dawn whimpered, burying her fingers in his hair, trying to keep herself from pulling on the soft curls in her hands. She felt surges of pleasure shooting through her body as he continued to lick and suck her gently. Then, he slowly slid one long, slender finger inside her, moving it around slightly and eventually scraping his nail gently over something inside her that made the world disappear in a flash of white light. Her body thrashed wildly, as the most intense orgasm she had ever experienced ripped through her. She was vaguely aware that she was screaming, and that her back had arched so hard that she was resting only on her feet and the back of her head.

When her vision finally returned to normal, she found Spike lying beside her, an extremely cocky smile on his face. “You all right, luv? I think you might have passed out for a second there.”

“I was afraid of that,” She giggled, fanning herself with her hands. “That was…God, how did you do that? I thought the whole g-spot thing was a myth!”

Spike grinned and wiggled his fingers at her. “Long fingers…good for something. Wish I could tell all those gits I knew growing up who teased me for having ‘womanly hands.’”

Dawn snickered. “There’s nothing womanly about you.” Reaching down, she gently grasped his erection, flicking her thumb over the slit at the top and smearing the drop of pre-cum there over his cool, silky skin. “Oh yeah, you’re definitely all man.”

Spike closed his eyes, hissing in pleasure as she stroked her hand lightly up and down his shaft. “Pet, vamp stamina only goes so far. You’ve got to stop doing that if you want to move on…” He trailed off, opening his eyes and looking at her questioningly. “I mean…we don’t have to. But…do you still want to?”

Dawn let go of him immediately, and spread her legs wide. “Uh huh…I really, really do.” She tugged gently on his shoulder, and he rolled onto his stomach and then moved on top of her. When he hesitated for a moment, she mumbled. “Hey…you don’t have to worry about hurting me. It is my first time, but, uh…” She trailed off blushing. “Look…Buffy was worried about the health care system here…I think she thinks Italy is a third world country or something. So she made me go to the dentist and eye doctor and get a complete physical before we moved here. Apparently, I already broke…you know…it probably happened from all that getting thrown around…”

Kneeling between her thighs, he chuckled softly and said, “I get it, luv. I should warn you, though; I’ve heard a girl’s first time can still be kind of uncomfortable…” He smiled apologetically. “Just let me know if you need me to stop, okay?”

Dawn looked down as he took himself in hand, and swallowed nervously. She didn’t have much to compare to, but it did look kind of big. “Um, just go slow.” She mumbled, licking her lips.

“Okay,” He smiled affectionately at her and kissed her softly on the lips. As he teasingly licked and nibbled on her lower lip, he stroked her slit a few times with the head of his cock before he began gently pushing inside her.

Dawn hissed as her inner walls seemed to stretch to the limit around the head of his shaft. “Ah!” A small yelp escaped her as the burning pain reached its peak, when he was about halfway in.

“Are you okay?” Spike froze, looking down worriedly at her. As moment after he stopped moving, her muscles seemed to relax, and the pain soon dissipated.

“Yeah,” She nodded encouragingly, taking a deep breath. “Keep going.” She sighed with relief when he managed to slide in the rest of the way easily, burying himself deep inside her. “Oh god!” She moaned loudly, clenching around him. “Oh my god, that feels good.” She stared at him in amazement. If she’d known this was what she was missing…

Spike stared back at her, an adorable, goofy grin on his face. Suddenly, he began pressing soft kisses all over her cheeks and forehead. “I love you, Dawn. I love you so much. You’re like a dream come true…all I ever wanted was someone like you…” When he finally lifted his head to look down at her, she saw tears in his eyes, and found herself fighting back tears as well.

“I love you, too,” She whispered, her lower lip trembling slightly. Running her fingers through his hair, she pulled his head back down and kissed him tenderly on the lips. He wrapped his arms around her and lowered his head to her shoulder, then slowly pulled out of her. “Oh god.”

The smooth slide back in seemed to set her body on fire, and she moaned loudly, thrusting her hips up to meet him when he backed out again and slowly pushed back in. Spike grunted softly and immediately retreated once more, more quickly this time, and thrust back in. “Oh god!” He groaned into her neck when she experimentally tightened around him again. He began thrusting faster, and then added a slight twist of his hips, rubbing his pubic bone against her clit.

“Spike…” Dawn moaned loudly, wrapping her legs around his waist to give him better access. She began trying to clench around him on every out stroke, and both of them were soon gasping and moaning loudly. She couldn’t believe how wonderful it felt to have him move in and out of her like this. The friction was sending completely unexpected shock waves of pleasure through her with every stroke. On every third or forth stroke, he would twist his hips again, stimulating her clit; and she quickly felt the tightness in her abdomen that she knew signaled an approaching orgasm. “Oh god! Don’t stop!” She whimpered loudly, grabbing his hips and squeezing her eyes shut, nearly overwhelmed by the sensations rushing through her body.

Spike growled loudly and began thrusting harder, grunting with every stroke. “I have to…I can’t…I’m…gonna come,” he muttered breathlessly. After a few more deep thrusts, he howled loudly and drove himself even more deeply inside her, ramming the tip of his cock against the spot inside her that made her see stars. She screamed wordlessly and dug her fingernails into his flesh as her inner walls clamped down around him. Spike screamed even more loudly and went rigid, his hips pumping erratically against her as she felt cool fluid flooding her. The sensation of his release filling her pushed her the last little bit she needed. She immediately shrieked loudly and came harder than she had ever imagined possible, wave after wave of pleasure crashing over her until she began to wonder if she would ever actually stop coming. Finally, Spike collapsed limply on top of her, his shaft already softening slightly inside her, and she slowly calmed down, her inner muscles twitching weakly a few more times before her body finally relaxed.