Season 6ish… Tara and Willow are broken up at this point. Tara and Dawn still go on dates, Willow is a wreck, and Buffy's never home. Dawn has a boyfriend but she cheats on him with Spike. Yes, Spike knows all about Dawn's drinking and stuff, but he doesn't really care and occasionally does it with her. Spike isa jackass in the story. Sorry.
Uhm.. last chapter what happened?
Dawnie was at a party and got pretty fucked up. Yeah, she's forgetting things. Buffy's gone for a few days trying to find Willow. Spike is supposed to come by and check on Dawn every once in a while.
Some kinda NC-17 stuff here, near the end of the chapter..
So, I lied, there's going to be two more chapters probably…
I own the plot
Joss owns my soul
The music was blaring. That's how Dawn liked it though. She liked when all she could hear was the beat. The melody became kind of non-existant. All you had to concentrate on was the vibrations and that's what Dawn liked best anyways. It was even better for her when she was high. The thing was, she hadn't smoked anything. She hadn't snorted or injected anything either. She ignored it though, because the vibrations seemed to be talking to her. They danced with her, and soon colours came. She would move with the music, dip and sway, dip and sway. And she felt loved. She just felt warm and happy. She never felt like this and she allowed herself to be free and to just enjoy it.
But Dawn woke up, as she too often did. She opened her eyes to the sunlight streaming in through her living room window. Dawn tried to swallow but there was no saliva in her mouth. She licked her lips and found deep cracks in them. She sighed and sat up slowly, her head spinning a little. Dawn looked down at her clothes and saw what looked like dried vomit down the front of them. She closed her eyes and tried to concentrate on anything but the smell.
So Dawn stood up and slowly walked up the stairs, it took a lot of effort. She felt drained this morning for some reason. She knew she had been drunk for almost three days straight and figured that was a good reason. She wanted to clean herself up before calling her friends though, because she hated looking less than perfect for them. So she peeled off her clothes and climbed into the shower. The hot water felt amazing on her skin as she carefully scrubbed at her hair where some vomit still rest. She had been under the water for almost forty five minutes when she heard the bathroom door open and saw the shower curtain being pulled back.
"I've been looking for you pet", a voice said as two arms reached around her stomach and pulled her into a sort of hug. Dawn smiled and rest a hand on one of the arms.
"And this wasn't the first place you thought to look?" she asked playfully. Dawn got no answer, but she heard what sounded like clothes coming off and she felt another body getting close to her own. "What are you doing?" she asked suddenly feeling kind of exposed. They had fooled around before sure, but they'd only had sex once and it had been on the night her mother died. She hadn't been looking for Spike, let alone sex, she had been looking for love.
"Just trust me baby" Spike said in the voice he used whenever he tried to calm her down. She turned around and saw him, in all his glory. He was holding a bottle of Jack Daniels and a bar of soap. Dawn hungrily reached for the bottle, snatching it away from Spike and taking a huge drink. "Easy now", Spike said grabbing the bottle from her and gently placing it on the toilet sink. "I really hate you when you're drunk." Dawn was already feeling the alcohol and allowed him the one little piece of criticism. Suddenly her apprehensiveness went away and Dawn saw Spike for what he truly was. He was hers. He loved her, Spike wouldn't have come up here and gotten in the shower with her if he didn't love her right?
She turned around to tell him how much she loved him, but before she got the chance to open her mouth, he moved closer and kissed her passionately. Dawn got swept up in the excitement and soon found herself in a rather compromising position. She was pressed up hard against the shower wall and Spike was slowly pushing himself in and out of her. Spike was sighing and moaning every time he went deep inside her. Dawn could feel the pulsing in her body, and she knew not only was he about to come, but she was as well. Still she hadn't really been expecting it, and she wasn't in the mood.
She didn't want to let Spike down though so she moaned with him, and said his name, concentrating on the feeling, and not the doubts in her mind. Spike suddenly came with extreme force and she felt his load fill her. She liked the feeling and soon found herself coming hard, she shook and slipped in the shower. Spike caught her and pulled her legs up and around his waist. He pushed her harder up against the shower so she was held there only by Spike himself. She thrust against him, desperately wishing for the feeling to not go away. She loved being with Spike, coming together.
He loved her. This proved he loved her. Her boyfriend was good for only one thing; he would get her free pot. She should dump Matt and date Spike. That way she could be happy. But her friends would hate her. They all loved Matt. Besides Spike was a vampire and he was like a bagillion years old.
All of that went through her head while she fucked Spike.
They fucked each other through three orgasms until the water had turned cold and they were both physically and emotionally spent. They got out of the shower and dried themselves off. Dawn went to change into some pyjamas and Spike went home.
All of a sudden though it dawned on her. Spike hadn't done that because he loved her. Suddenly she felt all dirty. Dawn stood up and peeled her clothes off again. She went back to the shower and got in again. She scrubbed hard at her body trying to get this new feeling off her. She felt so gross and unclean. Dawn realized what she had done and she broke down. She fell to her knees, the water still pouring down on her. She thought about how much she had loved Spike and how much she thought she had needed him. She was wrong though. She didn't need him for anything. He had gotten her drunk, and had taken advantage of her. She couldn't believe that had happened. Her mind was racing and she got dizzy. She felt very tired, so Dawn slowly got out of the shower again, dried herself on and changed into some real clothes.
"Hey Jules," Dawn said into the phone, "look, Buffy's going to be away for a few days, how does a party sound?"
Dawn hung up the phone once the plans had been made. She smiled as she looked at her reflection in the mirror. Her friends would be here in just half an hour. They would bring all the drugs and alcohol she needed to forget what had happened that day. This was what friendship really was about.
