Chapter 10-

He had driven all night and was now waiting out the sun. He was only a few hours away now, not much longer and he'd be back in Sunnydale with his Nibblet.

He sat alone in the abandoned building he had found along the road. Sunlight shone through a ventilation vent near the ceiling. He sighed deeply; Spike hated being stuck inside when he should be out there doing something. He needed to get to Sunnydale, but he had left in such a hurry that he hadn't had time to make his car vampire friendly. And so he waited until the sun went down.

When the sun finally did disappear, he quickly jumped into his car and continued full speed ahead to Sunnydale. He made his way into the town about two and a half hours later. He hoped that he wasn't too late. He didn't know what time these things started. All he knew was he had to hurry.

Dawn sat in the Summers' living room watching TV. She kind of felt left out since everyone else was at the prom, the person who she really wanted to take her, her husband, wasn't there. She had decided to spend the night alone. Buffy was at work.

Spike pulled into the Summers' driveway in one quick turn, squealing his tires.

Inside, Dawn heard the sound of squealing tires to close to the house. She muted the sound, listening hard for any preceding sounds. She got up to check out the window, when she heard the frantic knocking on the door.

Spike ran up to the door, knocking rapidly. When no one opened it, he threw it open and stepped inside, looking around quickly. "Where is she? Has the prom started yet?"

Quickly recovering from the shock of Spike having returned, Dawn answered his question, "It started an hour ago."

He turned at the sound of her voice. Seeing that it had come from her, he grabbed her up in hug, wrapping his arms around her waist and lifting her from the floor. He inhaled the scent of her hair as he smiled to himself. Dawn held onto him with very little intention of letting him go. When Spike began to release her she said, "No, not yet," and pulled him tighter against her and he complied. "I missed you so much."

"I missed you to," he whispered against her hair, nuzzling closer against her. She pulled back to look at him, running her hands over his chest as her eyes roamed over his face. His facial expression turned hard, "Where is this bloody git that you're dating? I thought you were going to the prom with him? And why would you go 'parking' with him, and how do you not know what that is?!"Spike threw out at her.

She smiled, happy to see that she had made an impression on him by what she wrote to him."I made everything up. There is no Jack," she laughed as she watched the expression change on his face to one of dumbfounded-ness. "Did you really miss me?" she asked.

His features softened and he smiled wistfully, "Yeah, I did. I love you, Dawn. I don't know what I was thinking, I never should have left Sunnydale. I never should have left you." She leaned up and kissed him, taking him by surprise. It only made him try and pull her closer. "God, I love you so much," he said between kisses.

"I'm sorry I made you leave, I just wanted you to know that I really did I loved you to."

"I know you do, Dawn. And you didn't make me leave, that's not your fault." He ran his hands down her body, groping and squeezing everything that his hands came in contact with. "I'll never leave you again, till the end of the world," he whispered to her.

"So can we finally consummate this marriage now or what?" Dawn said to him with a cheeky smile.

"If that's what you want, Bit, we can do it."

She nodded eagerly, taking his hand and leading him up the stairs to her bed room. He followed, watching her the entire time as they made their way to their destination. Reaching the doorway, he pulled her to him and closed the door behind him, swinging her around to throw her against it. With her pinned to the wall, he kissed her deeply then moved down to her neck, biting lightly. She moaned at the sensations he was giving her, and rolled her lower body against his, trying to push herself free. He growled at the action, releasing her and ushering her to the bed quickly, removing her shirt as she went.

"Lay down," he told her gruffly, pulling his shirt off and removing his belt. She did as she was told taking her pants off as well.

"You're going to need to take your boots off, or their just going to cause a problem later," she pointed out, before he settled on the bed.

"Good point." He took them off as quickly as possible, throwing them to the floor in haste. He climbed over her, planting kisses over her torso and up to her neck as she spread her legs so he could settle between them. She moaned his name as he thrust against her, awaking her desire.

"Please?" she begged, pressing her body closer against his.

"What do you want, Bit?" he asked her, teasing her with little touches and kisses.

She moaned in frustration at his teasing. "I want you to make love to me," she whispered, wrapping her legs around his waist. He pulled back from her, reaching down to her waist and tugged her underwear down her legs. She struggled to rid herself of her bra as fast as she could. "Calm down, we have enough time. I plan on taking my time." Soon after, she succeeded in freeing herself, laying naked in front of him, allowing him to bask in all her beautiful glory. All the glory that drew him to her in the beginning. He kissed down her body, cherishing it all the way. She moaned under the touch of his lips.

He moved his mouth to the juncture of her legs, which were spread casually, allowing him access. He gently kissed the insides of her thighs and her pelvis before working her sex with his tongue. She moaned and squirmed with every flick and stroke. "Oh God, Spike!" she choked out through the pleasure, "I've been waiting so long for this." She reached down to run her fingers through his hair, lightly raking her nails across his scalp. He growled at the act and gripped her hips roughly.

Spike brought his fingers to her opening carefully sliding one in, pumping it in rhythm with his tongue. Her moisture spurred him on and drove him to a higher level of need. He slipped in a second finger, her body tensed for a moment as she got used to the fullness. Once she relaxed, he plunged them into her as she moved her hips against them. She shook under him as her orgasm ran through her whole body. "That's it," Spike whispered under his breath as he continued to stroke her. He moved back up, kissing her deeply. "Ready?" he asked her, quickly shucking off his pants.

Dawn nodded, biting her lip as excitement played in her eyes. She reached up, letting her hand rest on his cheek before she moved it behind his neck and pulled him down to her lips. He knew she was ready so he leaned down closer to her, as he slowly and gently slid into her. Her breath caught in her throat, he paused and kissed her deeper, pulling more need out of her and sliding the rest of the way in. Spike's eyes met hers while he let her adjust. She smiled up at him and he could see the love in her eyes, and that's all he ever wanted.

Dawn pulled Spike out of his haze by rolling her hips against him. His mouth came crashing down onto hers, kissing her heatedly. His hands roamed her body, grabbing ass and breast, then face, hip, back to ass, as they moved together in one rhythm of each other. The pressure was building within her body again, she gripped his shoulders roughly, nails digging into skin in pleasure. "Spike!" she yelled into the dark as she came closer to her climax. In that moment he rolled quickly, putting her upright and on top. He grabbed her hips in both hands and helped her move back and forth, trying to keep the rhythm they had.

To see her in the moonlight, naked and wanting, turned him on more. "You're so beautiful, Dawn, "he whispered to her. She grinded against him harder, faster and faster. They ended at the same, Dawn falling forward, limp, as he moved to sit up, holding her. Spike hugged her to him, kissing her neck, cheek and then her lips.

"Wow," she breathed in his ear, "That was nice."

"Nice? Not earth shattering, or great, just 'nice'?" he asked, with a smile.

"Well, I'll give you great." She laughed at him.

"That's better. I just can't believe I drove for three days for this little activity and I get 'nice'," he said with mock hurt.

"Well then maybe next time you shouldn't try so hard." He kissed her deeply.

"I'll remember that next time, and don't you be so upset when it's mediocre."

"Oh really? Well we'll just see how mediocre it is won't we." She moved to push him down for another round, and just as he was about to give, he stopped. "What?" Dawn asked, looking at him confused, "What's wrong, Spike?"

He listened for a moment, "Buffy's home," he whispered as he heard the car door slam and running up to the front door. "And I think she knows I'm here," he finished just before they heard his name.

"SPIKE!"