AN: This is a story about what if Dracula wanted the Key instead of the Slayer. I changed around the whole timeline of Buffy, so please read this so you won't become confused. Dawn's 16, almost 17. She did a thing in season 6 and snuck out and got with Justin (All The Way). Buffy is with Riley. Hmm, and though this talks about the key, no one knows what it is. And I don't think I'm going to go into it. And please excuse the wayy out of character-ness that is Joyce.

Um, I think that's about it. I know I should be working on Kidnaped, but I'm really stuck, le sighe. Anyway, enjoy!

She was laying in her bed, but she didn't dare close her eyes. Every time she did, she got another...memory. And besides, he said he'd be there tonight. She was strung so tight that she could barely breathe. Maybe if she held a little bit longer, she could pass out. She could...

"Why so nervous, little one?" a voice called as he materialized right in front of her.

Clenching her fists into balls, she kept her eyes closed. She didn't want to see him. If she did, it would all be true. And she didn't want it to be true. God, oh how she prayed, it wasn't true.

"You try to fight it," he noticed. "Why?" he questioned and sat on the corner of her bed.

"When I'm with you, I feel so dirty that not even the hottest shower w7ill make me feel clean," she confessed, not looking at him, but straight in front of her.

"Oh, but doesn't it feel good. The dirtiness inside blossoming through out your body. Why would you ever want to become clean?" Dracula asked while slowly pulling down her bed comforter.

She didn't move as he exposed her body. She was wearing a new set of lingerie she got from Victoria Secrets. It was black velvet camisole and a pair of matching boy shorts. Shaking her head she didn't know why she chose to wear it. But deep inside she knew. she knew...

"Dressed up pretty for me," the dark vampire observed with a small chuckle.

A single, cold finer crept its way up her bare leg and hooked under her underwear. Dawn turned her head away and tried not to think.

"Look at me, Dawn," he commanded and her head snapped to face his.

With their eyes deadly connected, his hands ran over the soft skin above her hip bones. He gave her a devilish smirk and continued to roam her bare skin. She bit her lip, tearing tiny pieces of flesh off, and tried to focus on the pain rather then his actions. The blood leaking from her lick caused Dracula's attention to switch.

"You taste green," he chuckled as he sucked on her bottom lip. Her body tensed as she remembered that he spoke that line to her before.

"You're so gorgeous," he breathed as his mouth traveled southwards. "Do you remember our first?"

He placed open mouth kisses down until the top of her breast. Then he, lowered against her clothed nipple and tongued the sensitive flesh.

Sensations were rippling through her body and she tried to hold back a moan. She never felt a man's touch before and she liked it. A lot. But, not with Dracula. She took a deep breath, suppressing her cries.

"All of our firsts?" he grinned and attacked her other nipple. "My favorite was year 1841," he told her and trailed down to her belly button. "You let me," he licked a circle around her innie, "tie you up," his face traveled further as he reached above her underwear, "and spank you." He licked a long strip of her clothed sex. "Your name was Margaret then."

Dawn's words were stuck in her throat as his fingers started to stroke her up and down.

"Never pictured myself a Margaret," she whimpered as he slid a finger into her

Working up to three, he started to suck the tender flesh of the inside of her thigh. His mouth was so close to...

He could tell she was close. Speeding up his ministrations, he vamped out and bit down onto the spot he was sucking on earlier right as she clenched around his fingers. He drew the orgasm out as he continued to drain the artery that was so close to her sex.

Her screams were muffled as she forced her fist into her mouth. Their eyes never left the whole and she finally looked away. He licked up the mess he created and settled her back into her underwear correctly.

"Oh god," Dawn cried as everything finally hit her. She just...

Dracula covered her back up and hovered over her pink mouth.

"You're mine now," he murmured. "You'll crave me. I'll be under your skin and you'll call out to me. You'll feel such sensations that you couldn't even dream about." A smirk came to his lips as he placed a kiss in the corner of her mouth. "Don't worry about them though, I'll take care of everything."

He disappeared into smoke and left her room. when she knew he wasn't there, she cried.

He had her. Bounded and all. A trembling finger traveled down and touched the twin puncture marks at the juncture of her pelvis. She wished she could cut it out. Take away his possession of her.

Her head hit the pillow, yet she didn't sleep. She had a sinking suspicion that something bad was going to happen.

Hey... does anyone want to write a chapter for me? For kidnap?I'd love you forever! It worked for Damned and yeah. Aim: novel0city. Wow, i sound totally pathetic. R&R.