AN: 200 word ficlet (which is hard!) about the Spawn relationship.
"Princess," he called and swept Dawn into a hug. Her feet lifted off the floor as he swirled her around. Gentle laughing surrounded them as the sound escaped her lips.
"Spike," she cried. "Put me down."
He gently placed her back on the ground, but kept his arm around her back.
"Couldn't help myself," he smirked "Missed you," and he slipped his arm to her waist. One of his fingers hooked into her belt loops .
She rolled her eyes, but kept her smile hidden. Lately it had been hard for her to keep her overjoyed smile secret from the others. But she knew that if she wanted to keep their relationship hush-hush, that she'd have to play down her emotions.
"You're horrible," she grinned and turned around so she was facing him. "But that happens to be just my type."
She brought her hands around his back and brought him closer to her.
"Come here, you," she spoke quiet to his face and inched her lips closer to his. They were on each other in an instant, hands and clothes flying everywhere.
"Let's see if we can make it to the bed this time," she smirked.
And they did.
