A/N: Due to my evilness with the cliffhanger of the previous story, here is another chapter.
(With an evil more evil cliffhanger)

"Are we even supposed to go here?" Dawn asked as they entered a bedroom.

"Guess not," James winked. He sat down on the bed and patted on the covers.

"Come sit with me," Dawn obeyed and sat herself down next to him. She was glad to sit down since she could barely stand on her feet after having all these cocktails.

"At least I guess we won't be disturbed by Melinda here," he grinned.
"Yeah," Dawn nervously chuckled. He placed his hands on her waist very carefully and looked deep into her eyes.

"Where were we?" He asked and he started to lean in, kissing her lips. Dawn didn't dare close her eyes, just in case. He gently let his tongue enter her mouth, exploring.

Dawn finally closed her eyes for a bit since it didn't seem that suspicious anymore. It was a nice kiss, but it didn't grow more passionate.
It just remained the same. After a few minutes he pulled away, looking at her.
"That was great," he said. Dawn noticed how beautiful his eyes were. They were so expressive.
He flicked some of her brown hair behind her ear and started kissing her again. He softly kissed her upper lip, and lower lip and started to trace kisses down her neck. It was really gentle at first, but then she felt him sucking on her neck with more pressure. Panic hit Dawn.

"Stop," she said.

But James kept on going.

"Stop!" she demanded this time. She placed her hands on his shoulders and pushed him off her neck. She looked at his devastated face and became slightly surprised herself.

"What's wrong?" He asked.

"N-nothing" Dawn stammered.

"Are you not…?"

"I'm not what?"

"Get your bloody hands off her!" She heard a furious voice in the doorway. She looked up and saw a furious Spike.
His hands were made into fists. He stormed to the bed and looked ready to kick James' ass. Dawn stopped him.
"S-spike. It's ok." She signaled him. She turned to James. "I'm sorry. This is a a… friend. He's kind of overprotective. Wants to make sure I'm ok," she tried to explain.

"Ehmm," James looked as if he didn't know what to answer.

"I'm so sorry. I have to go. I see you tomorrow on school, promise," She pecked James on the lips and grabbed Spike's arm. As if he had been the naughty naughty teenager.
She didn't speak to him until they were outside.

"What were you thinking?" She waved her hands around furiously.

"I bloody was trying to protect you!" Spike raised his voice as well.

Dawn sniffed. "As if! You're just after Buffy," She crossed her arms and speeded up.

"I'm not doing this for Buffy!" Spike yelled at her and grabbed her by her arm to stop her. She looked at him.

"O yeah, then what are you doing it for?"

"I'm doing it for you!" He made final statement and dropped her arm. There was silence between them, but the tension in the air could but cut with a knife.
Both their eyes shot fire at each other.

"You need to stop thinking that you're always a pain to everybody. Cause bloody hell, pet, you aren't! " He then said. Dawn just kept silent. At this she turned her back and started walking again. This time slowly, sticking her hands in the pockets of her black winter coat.

"Are you hearing me, Dawn?" He asked upset. Dawn stopped again and sighed. Then she turned around.

"Yes, Spike. I did hear you," she said, almost whispering.

I might not be a pain to you, Spike.
But I won't have your dead heart.

"He was not a vampire, Spike," she added. "He was an actual guy that liked me,"

Then she headed home. Spike just stood there watching her go for a few feet and then started to follow like a loyal dog who had been rejected by it's owner.
Dawn left open the door for him. He waited there until he saw her light go off. Then finally he entered the Summer's home and went upstairs.
This time not to Buffy's room. But just to watch Dawn sleep.
He understood that this girl was feeling very rejected herself.
Her sister wouldn't let her be around the research scene a lot and even although the scoobies were nice to her they treated her like a child. Not like a girl who was growing up to understand the world.
They kept her small.
She must have felt like he'd be treating her the same. Always trying to protect her from the world. But the truth really was that he wanted to protect her from darkness only.

He also wanted to show her things.
Then his thoughts started to take another route. She had seen him naked.
It made him wonder what she would have felt. Clearly she was shocked and kind of embarrassed by the unexpected situation. Her cheeks had gone apple red.
He looked at her innocent face. He got up noiseless and sat down on the edge of her bed.
It made him wonder… what would she look like?

He slowly lifted a bit of her blankets. Dawn moaned and it shocked Spike.
But not enough to be dropping the blankets and waking her up doing it. He peeked under them.
His vampire sight was better in the dark surroundings so he could make about she was wearing a cotton night dress.
Disappointed he slowly lay the blankets over her again. Then he kissed her forehead, walking to the doorway where he looked at her for a final time. Then he attempted to leave.

"Spike?" She heard a voice questioning.

He turned around.

"Yes love?"

"Would you just stay for a bit?" Dawn asked.

"Sure," he sat himself on a chair next to the bed and caressed her hair gently.

Dawn felt good having him there, but she wasn't quite pleased yet.

"Spike?" She asked after about 15 minutes.

"Hmm?"

"Would you just hold me?" She asked and made place for him on her bed. After a short hesitation Spike lied himself down, letting Dawn snuggle upto him.
At this point Dawn felt comfortable.

Spike softly stroke his hand up and down her bare arm. Dawn's body started to respond to his touch. She felt tingly like in the dream.
At first the feeling was subtle, but then it was teasing her more and more. Finally she cautiously started to touch his face.
Her fingers tracing down from his forehead, over his and his lips and chin, running over his cheeks. He closed his eyes enjoying this touch.

It was nice and comforting. It was perfect.

Slowly he moved his hands down to both sides of her waist. She shuddered, breathing more heavily. He moved so he bending over her, looking deep into her eyes. She looked back at him longingly. He smelled her body scent. It was getting stronger and he knew what it meant.
It was some sort of animal instinct that made him recognize what was going on. He moved his hand over her belly and then touched the skin under her night dress.
Holding the left side of her waist with one hand.

Dawn let him do it. With Spike she knew that he was not only out to get with her.

That it should mean more than that.
His hand teased her and at the point where he should be touching a sensitive spot he slid his down to the side of her underwear, touching her hip.
At this point she felt like she would explode before he even continued touching her. Dawn laid her hand on his and made him stop moving it around. Then he slowly started to pull his hand back.

"I'm sorry," he apologized with a whisper. "I should have asked,"
It was the animal instinct that had taken him over. That made him want to be with her so badly. The smell of her body.