The Memorable Time In LA
Rated-R
Disclaimer- I own nothing but my imagination
A/N- Buffy is Not coming back.
Dawn flopped onto bed and stared up at the ceiling as reality began to sink in and she realized what she had done. She was happy he kissed her back, but it was wrong, very wrong. "This shouldn't be happening, no matter how much I want it to," she said to herself. She rolled over onto her stomach put a pillow over her head and groaned. Then she got up off the bed, "I have to talk to him," and ran out of the room.
Dawn knocked on Spike's door and received no answer. She slowly opened the door and made her way inside. She looked around and didn't see Spike anywhere.
Inside the bathroom, Spike was ending his shower. He stepped out and grabbed the towel that was hanging on the rack. He wrapped it around his waist and walked out to find Dawn standing in the middle of the room. "Uh, Nibblet, what are you doing in here?" he asked as he held his towel tightly around his waist. "I thought you were going to bed."
Dawn stood in shock at what she saw. His broad shoulders, firm stomach, and his muscled arms and legs all wrapped up in a single towel driving her attention away from what she had come to say. "I, uh, I was, but uh," she stopped, and tried again, "I think we need to talk," she sat down on his bed.
"Well that's fine, Bit, but don't you think I should put some clothes on first?" when she didn't answer, and only stared at him more he asked, "That is, unless you're enjoying the view?"
She came out of her trance at that comment. "Well, now that you mention it." She got up and walked over to him. "I came here to talk to you about us," as she said this they both leaned in and their lips met in a soft kiss.
"Us?" Spike asked as her pulled back a little.
"Yes, us." Spike wrapped his arms around her and pulled her closer.
"What about us?" Spike dropped his mouth to her neck.
"This, Spike. This thing between us." As she spook he began to nip lightly at her neck.
Dawn could feel his arousal through his towel and she leaned into him farther. Spike's grip on her tightened as he thrust against her. She wrapped her legs around his waist as he lifted her up, and he carried her over to the bed. He laid her down and he crawled over her. He kissed her jaw and down her neck then back up again.
Dawn put her hands on Spike's chest and started to try to push him away before they got to far. "Spike, we can't do this."
"I know, Bit," he said between kisses.
"But I don't want to stop," she said as she put her arms around him and rolled over on top of him.
He stopped kissing her and looked at her, "We have to stop. You're right, we can't do this, not now anyway." He moved her away then sat up and looked ahead of him. "We do need to talk, but I don't think now is a good time, as we've already seen." Dawn got up to sit on her knees. She sat behind Spike and leaned forward putting her arms around his neck.
"Goodnight, Spike." She hugged and kissed him on the cheek then crawled off the bed. She walked out of the room and closed the door behind her.
Angel was walking through the hallway when Dawn came out of Spike's room. He stopped when he reached her. "Dawn, I thought you were going to bed?"
"I am, I'll see you tomorrow morning, Angel." She turned toward her room when his voice stopped her.
"That's Spike's room. What were you doing in Spike's room?"
"Nothing," she said.
"Is Spike in there?"
"Uh, yeah. Goodnight, Angel." She went inside her room and closed the door.
Angel looked at Spike's closed door with a confused look. He knocked on the door as a warning then opened it and went inside. Spike jumped up in surprise. "Hey! What are you doing!" he yelled grabbing hold of his towel.
Angel reacted quickly and threw his hand over his eyes. "You're in a towel!" Angel said stating a matter-a-factly.
"Yes I am! Now do you mind leaving?" Spike said still yelling.
But Angel continued with his thinking "And Dawn just came out of here a moment ago." Then a light bulb quickly went off in his head, "Oh my God, you guys…!"
"No, we didn't!" Spike answered while glaring at him.
"Are you sure?" Angel asked.
"I'm pretty sure I would know if we did or not."
Dawn was in her bedroom listening to the yelling coming from the other room. She decided it wasn't the best of ideas to put her two cents in. She didn't want to get the third degree from Angel about what she was doing in Spike's room; there was plenty of time for that tomorrow morning. She looked over at the clock and saw that it was going on one in the morning. "Gees I better get some sleep, although it wouldn't matter much. It is summer and I am kinda on vacation " She changed into her nightclothes and climbed into bed. 'It feels lonely in here without Spike,' she thought to herself, as she lay in the dark alone. She thought about what would happen if Angel found out that something was going on between Spike and her. Spike was coving for them now, but how long could they keep it up. "That's enough thinking for to night." She turned off her light and rolled over to try and get some sleep.
A few seconds later she heard Spike yell, "And stay out, Poof!" as Angel was shoved out of the room and the door slammed in his face for the second time in two days.