Spike's hand rose up her side. She could tell he was hesitant. She knew it was because he still thought of her as "little". But she wasn't little anymore. This was adult Dawn. She could handle it.

His hand rubbed her stomach. She was looking up at him from the Magic Box floor. She looked so perfect. Spike was looking at her like she was a little angel. He knew inside that it must be a sin to do an angel.

But then he told himself she wasn't an angel. She was a ball of magic made by monks. But she was so beautiful.

Dawn felt his cold hand begin to rise up her shirt. She lifted his shirt off of him. He was so hot. And she was about to get him! This was going to be the very best time of her young life.

Spike pulled her shirt up over her head. They rolled over and she was straddled on top of him. Her breasts looked perfect in his eyes. She was wearing one of those new, cute bras that young teens wear. He reached behind her and unsnapped it. Before he let it fall he asked one last time, "Your sure?"

"Yes, I've never been more sure." she said and Spike swore he saw a twinkle in her eye.

As he lifted her bra off of her, he rolled her back over so that she was now laying flat on the floor. He kissed her and massaged her breasts.

This was by far the best thing that had ever happened to Dawn. There was still a voice in the back of her head telling her not to go all the way with pure evil. She was fighting it as best she could.

Spike whispered in her ear, "Mmmm, you taste good,"

"Stop!" she blurted quickly.

"What is it?" Spike said confused and guilty.

"I don't know, this, it just, it doesn't feel, right," she told him, trying not to hurt him.

"Oh, I get it," he said back.

"No, really, I like you. A lot. It's just, I can't do this. I can't get to second base and go all the way for the first time all in one night," she said. It was true. That was one reason, but there was more than that. It was something she couldn't explain. But she did know that this felt good and she didn't want Spike mad at her. He brought her all the feelings she never thought she could have.

"K, luv, I can take it slow. I really understand. I thought it was, well, somethin else. But if it's that, I can deal. I keep forgeting no matter how hot you are luv, you're still 15. You don't act like it, but you are. I just have to adjust,"

This made Dawn's heart smile. He cared about her enough to change for her 15 year old needs.

"This is gonna work." she said. And she meant it.