Spike was slowly drifting into consciousness. He still felt groggy since the sun had only just set, but he could sense someone's fingers pulling off his clothing, and he thought he'd better at least see who it was.

He opened his eyes just a crack to see a dark head of hair making its way down his chest. The person was doing wonderful things that involved lots of tongue and teeth, making Spike let out a soft moan.

Inch by inch, the person went lower, and Spike allowed his eyes to drift shut as the pleasurable sensations washed over him. He hadn't woken up to such a lovely surprise in ages.

The person was extremely talented…fingers and tongue hitting all the right places…and it wasn't long until Spike was panting in release.

When Spike finally came down from his post-coital high, he opened his eyes to see Angel's face grinning up at him.

"It's been a while, hasn't it, m'boy? Now why don't you be a good lad and return the favor."

Spike sat up with a startled shriek. The brunette in his bed gave him a concerned look.

"What's wrong, Spike?" Dawn asked in a sleepy voice.

Spike looked around the room. There was no sign of Angel…it was just him and Dawn in the bed…all was as it should be.

"Nothing, luv…it's nothing. It was just a bad dream."

A/N: This fic was written for the fic on demand LJ community. Someone requested a fic where one of the characters has a nightmare. I decided to torment Spike, because we always hurt the ones we love. ;-)