Truth or Dare

"Bit, I'm not sitting in with your girly pals,"

"Spike please, just for a little while," Dawn wheedled with a pout, "They just want to meet my new fuck toy."

Spike snarled at that. Fuck toy-hell no.

Dawn whispered, "I'll give you a treat…"

Spike grinned at that thought.

"Just for a minute pet. I don't fancy being a soddin' sheep," he reminded her.

Dawn smiled and kissed her way to his ear and nibbled, "So when do you want your treat,"

Spike yanked her against him, "Not busy," he said with his sexy grin.

Dawn returned the grin and slid down his body, "Me neither,"

"Spike, hand me the chips!" Dawn said anxiously.

A beeper went off and Dawn leapt to take out the cookies from the oven, "yummy cookies-check," she said and then rushed to put them on the counter to cool off.

Spike watched, amused, as she flitted around the kitchen.

"Luv, take a breather," he suggested

Dawn stopped and leaned against him, "I just want everything to be perfect…did you remember the movies?" she asked suddenly.

"Yeah, I got all of your soddin' chick flicks you wanted,"

Then the doorbell rang and Dawn jumped, "They're here!"

Spike sat down at the counter and listened to Dawn greeting her friends.

"Where is he?" he heard one of the girls ask.

Spike grimaced, bloody hell.

"So you're Spike," a blonde girl, Jenny, Penny? Said and as if on cue the other girls giggled at his name.

Stupid bints.

"Yeah, what of it?" he asked staring at her straight in the eyes. It was girls like her that he would have eaten right away. stupid chip.

"How'd you get that nickname?" Another girl asked flirtingly.

Spike was about to tell the girl the very amusing story of stabbing people with railroad spikes when Dawn decided to answer for him.

"His hair!" she blurted out.

The girls giggled, "His hair?"

Dawn grinned, "He used to wear it spiky,"

Then the truly horrible unison of giggles came again.

He silently prayed that Dawn would let him go soon.

"So," a redhead said, drawing out the vowel, "What should we do?"

Everyone was silent for a moment when a tall blue-haired girl spoke, "We could break out in the traditional…" she paused for dramatic affect, "Truth or Dare,"

This was the final straw, Spike's eyes widened in terror. And these were bloody seventeen year old girls? Fuck. Where was an eternity in hell when you need it?

Dawn bit her lip to keep from laughing at Spike's expression.

"Yeah!" came the answer and everyone situated themselves into a circle.

"How do you bloody play?" Spike mumbled.

The Jenny/Penny girl rolled her eyes, "Easy, pick truth or dare and you do it. There's no changing your choice once you've made it," She said with a glare at one girl who rolled her eyes.

"Right then," Spike grumbled and prepared himself.

Dawn went first.

"Okay, Katie-Truth or Dare?"

The nervous looking blonde bit her lip, "Truth,"

Dawn gave her an impish grin, "Fantasy: Ass or pussy?"

Spike's eyes bugged out, this was how they played? Well things had definitely upgraded since soddin' kindergarten.

"Ass," Katie said to the floor and everyone whooped with laughter.

The girl quickly recovered and shot a question at the girl next to Spike.

It went on for a few minutes and Spike blanked them out until he heard his name.

"What?" Spike responded.

The Jenny/Penny girl rolled her eyes.

Spike snarled, "Anyone ever tell you your pretty eyeballs could get stuck like that?"

He noticed she seemed startled by his comment but covered it was a "whatever."

Oh yeah, he was still the Big Bad.

Dawn sighed and gave him a look that clearly read 'play nice.'

He gave her an 'or what?' look back.

Then she gave him the 'no sex' look.

Bloody hell.

"Truth or Dare?" Jenny/Penny prompted.

Spike cocked his head.

"Dare," he decided. He always loved a good challenge.

Jenny/Penny gave him a wicked grin, "Streak down the street,"

Spike smirked at her, "That it pet?"

Jenny/Penny shrugged, but eyes still narrowed.

"Right then. Been doing that since before you lot were born," Spike sat down and unlaced his boots.

"You gonna strip here?" a girl asked, eyes wide.

He loved corrupting little girls.

"Not ashamed of my body," Spike gave for answer with a rakish grin.

He proceeded to pull of his shirt and he heard a murmur of praise ripple through the circle.

Dawn was laughing, "You can strip the pants outside before you run,"

Spike smirked at her, "Jealous of your pals getting a look at my goodies?"

Dawn snorted, "You wish,"

Spike stood, clad in only his tight black jeans, "I'll be back in a mo'. Take a lookie out the window," and then promptly ran out the door.

As soon as he got the street he yanked off his jeans and ran.

He hadn't had this much bloody fun in ages.

He ran back at superhuman speed, put his jeans on and went back into the house.

All of the girls were pressed up against the window.

"Enjoy the show?"

The girls all nodded and giggled. Not the giggling again!

"Nice ass," he heard one say.

O yeah, he was back and badder and sexier than ever.

"So my turn now, isn't it?" Spike asked and they nodded.

"Right," He turned to Dawn, "Truth or Dare?"

Dawn paused, thinking, then smiled, "I'm feeling confessy-Truth,"

Spike gave her the wickedest grin, "Was I your best Nibblet?"

Dawn looked surprised for a split second before returning his grin with one of her own.

"Hm…" she said, cocking her head and tapping her chin.

Maybe it hadn't been the best question. Especially in front of her girly mates.

All of them were waiting anxiously: was the sexy guy who reeked with sex appeal as good as he looked?

"Well," Dawn began, drawing out the word, "I don't know, I mean Xander was pretty good…" she trailed off.

Spike was seeing red-Xander? The whelp? The one with demon girl attached to his bloody side?

"What? What the fuck are you talking about?" Spike demanded, "The whelp?"

Dawn looked like she was about to burst out laughing, "What can I say? It's always the ordinary-" Dawn didn't get to finish her sentence because Spike had grabbed her and yanked her close, "I'll show you good," he growled and swept her off her feet (literally) and carried her up the stairs.

All of the girls sat there, eyes wide.

"Damn-that was hot," Blue-haired girl said and they all nodded dumbly.

How come they couldn't find there own sexy, bleached, walking sex machine?
Then they began to hear distinct noises from upstairs and they decided to leave-they knew when they weren't…needed.

"Uh…bye Dawn,"

Hours later Dawn snuggled under covers and closer to Spike.

"Hey, you know Xander and I never had sex or anything of that right?" Dawn asked him.

"Course luv," Spike said and wrapped his arms around her, "You're mine,"

Dawn reached down and curled her hand around his dick, "No you're mine," she said with an anything but innocent smile then she closed her eyes.

As soon as her breathing slowed Spike whispered, "Bloody right I am. Till the fucking end of the world."

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