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One Kiss	By : CWoodhaven Category: -Buffy the Vampire Slayer > Het - Male/Female > Dawn/Spike(William) > Dawn/Spike(William) Views: 4835 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Title: One Kiss
Pairing: Dawn/Spike
Warnings: Bondage, possible underage (s7 Dawn).
Rating: NC-17
Summary: Set after Potential, Dawn and Spike repair their friendship and possibly start something more.
Disclaimer: I do not own any of the BtVS characters. I am just dressing them up and making them play around a bit. It's free for all to enjoy, and fun - please don't sue.

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One Kiss
Dawn was sitting alone on the back steps outside. Xander had left not too long ago. He�d taken off for LA for a book Wesley thought might be able to help them against the First.
It was so quiet out that she could hear Buffy talking to the potentials downstairs. Nothing distinct made it up through the basement walls, but every once in awhile, the cadence of Buffy�s voice would float up.
She still couldn�t help but wish that she was down there, one of them, one of the chosen.
�He�s right you know, you are extraordinary.�
Dawn turned her head and saw Spike crushing out a cigarette over in the corner of the yard.
�I don�t feel it,� she said. She hoped she didn�t sound bitter, she wasn�t, but she was disappointed.
�Doesn�t make it less true,� he said, and sat next to her on the steps.
�You were eavesdropping,� she accused mildly.
�Well, yeah. It was either listen to you two or listen to Andrew in the bathroom talking to himself. Again.�
She looked out over the yard for a few moments and said softly, �I think it would have been better if the �I�m special� wishful thinking had stayed in my head, instead of out there for everyone to see, like my underwear.�
Spike chuckled and said, �C�mon, let�s take a walk�
�Is it safe?� she asked. The fight with the vampire and the Bringers had frightened her more than she cared to admit.
�You�ll be with me,� he said.
�Is it safe?� she said, with a ghost of a smile.
He said sadly, �You know, there was a time when you wouldn�t have asked.�
�There was a time when I didn�t think I had to,� she replied just as sadly.
He stood up and said, �C�mon.�
�You�re not going to go all evil on me,� she asked seriously.
He shook his head, and said softly, �No, not to you.�
�Let�s go then,� she said with a smile.
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They walked through the silent streets of Sunnydale, eventually ending up in front of the carousel.
She sat down on the bench, �You know, the last time I was here, Riley was trying valiantly not to tell me my mom was dying.�
�We can go somewhere else,� Spike offered
�No, this place is fitting. It�s like when anything major happens, I come here,� Dawn said, �Sit.�
Spike sat next to her on the bench and looked at the carved horses. They looked sinister in the moonlight; their cheerful smiling day-faces morphed to grotesque parodies by night.
�They�re kinda creepy, huh?� Dawn asked.
�I�ll say,� Spike replied.
�I miss this,� Dawn said, �You know, you and me, talking. We never just talk anymore.�
�I didn�t think�� Spike started.
�That I wanted to talk?� Dawn finished.
�Well, yeah. I seem to remember threats of personal harm last time we had a chat,� Spike replied, �When the hell did you get so scary?�
Dawn smirked and said, �I learned from the best.�
�Didn�t expect you to mind your lessons so well,� Spike admitted.
�Were they true?� Dawn asked.
Spike hung his head, and said softly, �Yeah, most of them.�
Dawn nodded, and said, �I used to think your chip was the same thing as a soul. That it made you better or more trustworthy than other vamps. But all it did was keep you from hurting people.�
Spike nodded sadly.
�Did you ever, you know, want to hurt me?� she asked.
�Dawn,� Spike answered, hesitantly.
�Not like on parent-teacher night when I threw that fire-extinguisher at you. You know before mom hit you with the axe,� Dawn grinned at Spikes nostalgic expression, and then she continued, �I mean later, when I�d hang out in your crypt and we�d talk.�
�Nibblet, I�� Spike started.
Dawn�s eyes got wide. �You did, didn�t you?� she asked.
He nodded shamefully.
�Wow.� Dawn felt like the wind had been knocked out of her.
�It wasn�t like that. I mean I didn�t sit around and make plans for your entrails or anything, but yeah. Sometimes I thought less than pleasant things about all of you. Even your mum.�
�Would you have, hurt me?� she asked in a small voice, �If you had gotten the chip out?�
�Pet, you don�t want to hear this,� Spike said softly.
�How bad could it be?� she asked, and then gasped. �Wait, you thought about having sex with me, didn�t you?� she demanded.
�I don�t know if I would call it that,� Spike said evasively.
�I know I should be icked by that, but part of me is flattered,� Dawn said, and then added with a small smile, �Besides, at the rate I�m going, I�m never going to have a boyfriend, so it�s nice to be thought of that way. I�ll just pretend there was no ick.�
Spike looked at her and laughed.
�Was it ever, you know, nice. When you thought about me?� she asked shyly.
�What do you mean?� Spike asked cautiously, although he thought he knew where this was going.
�I mean, you know, did you ever once just think about us being naughty, but you know, in a nice way?� she asked hesitantly.
�Did you?� Spike asked gently.
She blushed and looked away. �Yeah. I had this whole thing planned out in my head. I�d come to your crypt one afternoon, not realizing the chip was out. You�d, you know, woo me, and then Bang! You�d bite me and make me a vampire and we�d be together forever,� she said in a rush.
�I�d �woo� you?� Spike asked trying not to laugh.
�I was like 14,� she said defensively, ��wooing� was pretty much as far ahead as I could see.� Then she laughed and said �I know, stupid.�
�No, not stupid. I�m actually flattered that you�d want forever with me,� he said seriously.
�You�re so different, now,� she said just as seriously, and then asked the question that had been bugging her for months, �Does it � does it hurt?�
�What, the soul?� he asked.
She nodded.
�I can�t really feel it,� he admitted, �I know I feel different. I know that how I was before was wrong, but I can�t feel it.�
�That makes sense,� she observed and then said, �It�s not like Angel, then.�
�I�m nothing like that tosser,� Spike bristled.
Dawn laughed, and explained, �No, I mean he�s totally different when he�s soulless. It�s like night and day: blissfully happy, evil; totally angsty, not-evil. You�re not like that. You�re just you, but softer somehow.� She paused for a moment, and then asked with an evil grin, �Do you think that the gypsy�s cursed him with someone else�s soul?�
Spike laughed so hard it looked like it hurt. When it finally tapered off, he looked much more relaxed, and more cheerful than Dawn had seen him in such a long time. He leaned back spreading his arms across the top of the bench.
�Are we ok?� she asked. �Friends again?�
�Yeah, Nibblet, that we are,� he said.
Part of Dawn wanted to snuggle up to him. She knew he would let her, just like he used to, but the rest of her wanted to know if he really meant it when he had said he�d thought of her in� other ways.
She got up from the bench and sat on the edge of the carousel, facing Spike. She gripped the edge of the circular platform and leaned back slightly, crossing her feet in front of her. She hoped she looked pretty and casual.
�So, you never answered my question. Did you ever once think of me in a naughty-nice way?� she asked softly.
Instead of avoiding the question he looked directly at her, his eyes traveling over her body from top to bottom. She felt flushed in such a good way from the weight of his stare, and refused to look away from him.
�Yeah, there was one, more than one, actually. Not too much different from your little fantasy,� he answered slowly, and Dawn could see the old Spike shining through just a bit. It made wonderful goose-bumps break out on the skin of her arms and legs.
�What was it?� she asked softly.
�You�d come by, after school, or when you were supposed to be at a friends house. You�d smell, just like you do now,� he inhaled dramatically before continuing, �Hot and sweet and virginal, and just a tiny bit afraid. I�d grab you as you walked in, all unsuspecting. Before you even knew what was happening, I�d bend you over my sarcophagus. Then I�d lift your pretty little skirt up and tear off your panties. You�d tell me not to, that you didn�t want it, but your quim would be so wet and slick for me, I�d just slide�right�in,� he said, his voice a little rougher.
�I wanted it then, i-in your head?� she asked, feeling a little breathless.
�Always,� he whispered.
�Good, cause I kinda want that now,� she said truthfully.
�Dawn, I don�t think�� Spike started.
�I just want to know what it�s like,� she argued, �One time. In case�you know, we�re not all going to make it.�
Spike sighed and said sadly, �I stole the innocence of so many young girls, I can�t take yours too. No matter how much I want to.�
�I guess it would have been ok if I had been a real potential,� she said, pouting.
�That�s not fair, Dawn,� Spike said, frowning. �Besides, you�re just trying to manipulate me.�
�Damn, it�s that obvious?� she asked in mock chagrin.
He smiled back, and replied, �You left subtle awhile back.�
She shrugged and asked, �So?�
�You�re serious,� Spike said, sounding incredulous.
�Well, yeah,� she replied, and then said wryly, �You�re doing nothing for my ego, by the way.�
�Dawn, you�re too young. It�s not right,� he argued.
�Technically, I am way older than you. And besides, girls got married at my age when you grew up,� she argued back.
�It was a different time,� he replied.
�I�ll make you a deal, you give me one kiss, one real honest-to-goodness kiss, and if there�s no sparks, no nothing, I�ll quit bugging you,� she offered.
�And if there�s something?� he asked.
�Then there�s something,� she replied.
Spike sat silently for a few moments, and then nodded. �Ok,� he said, and stood up.
Dawn stood up herself, and walked toward him.
She expected him to approach her apprehensively. She was wrong. Mid-stride he went from tentative to predator. It was like one of those overused, but cool morphing affects in the movies. Suddenly he was the Big Bad again and it sent a thrill of excitement and fear through her.
When they met, she could feel the electricity in the air. He reached up and stroked her lower lip with his thumb. She nipped at it with her teeth, keeping her eyes locked with his.
�Wicked girl,� he hissed. She smirked.
He slid his hand around so it was now cupping the back of her head and pulled her to him. His other arm circled her waist, and when their lips met, it was like nothing she�d ever felt before. It was fire and passion and made her ache for him to touch more of her, to touch all of her. It was everything she had ever expected kissing Spike would be like.
The passion overwhelmed him too and he walked her backwards until she was pressed firmly up against something, a wall, or column, whatever. Then he was rocking himself into her, and she could feel how much he did want her. She was thrilled by the reaction and pressed against him so she could get more of that delicious feeling of want. He slid his hands to cup her breasts. Nothing had ever felt more right. She wanted to strip off her shirt and bra right there so she could feel his skin on hers.
He pulled back to allow her to catch her breath, and looked at her, panting himself. She felt flushed and hot, and so very horny.
�We can�t,� he started, and then shook his head, �Scrap that, I�m having you.�
He looked around and frowned. �Not here though,�
Dawn racked her brain, still panting. She looked up at Spike suddenly saying �Xander,�
He frowned. �Spike,� he corrected, sounding put out.
�No,� she laughed. �We can go to Xander�s. He�s in LA getting that book from Wesley.�
Spike patted his pockets frowning. He growled and said angrily, ��ve lost my key.�
Dawn laughed again and said, �That�s ok, I can pick the locks.�
Spike looked at her, and said in wonder, �You really did listen to everything I said.�
She nodded, and said, �Always.�
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It took them a ridiculously long time to get to Xander�s. She and Spike couldn�t keep their hands off each other. It even took Dawn three attempts to pick the lock. Spike would wait until she was absorbed in teasing the tumblers, and then would grab her in the most deliciously naughty ways.
Once they were through the door, they didn�t make it further than the entryway before he backed her against the wall. He held her hands above her head, she gasped at the feeling of powerlessness. She thought he was going to kiss her breathless again, but he only studied her a moment and then asked, �Like that do you?�
She nodded, and felt the throbbing between her legs intensify from his look.
�Bedroom?� he asked, his voice softer now.
�Oh, yeah,� she replied.
He released her and she followed him into the bedroom. She was excited and apprehensive. She couldn�t believe she was doing this. With Spike. In Xander�s bed.
Spike lay down on the bed, on his side facing her, propping his head up with one arm. He held out his other hand, silently asking her to join him. She reached out tentatively and took his hand, crawling up the bed to lie next to him.
When she lay on her back, looking up at him, he rested their joined hands on her belly, and spent a few moments looking at her. As soon as their eyes met, she felt the smoldering fire between them flare up again.
�Are you going to tie me up?� she asked, her voice sounding husky, even to her own ears.
�Not for the first time,� he replied.
�Why not?� she asked, although part of her was thrilled that he wanted more than one time with her.
He looked surprised, but answered simply, �It�s your first time.�
�If I wasn�t a virgin, would you?� she asked stubbornly.
�Yes,� he answered, looking away, as if he was ashamed by the thought.
�Then I want you to. Tie me up, I mean,� she said seriously.
�Your first time should be special, Dawn.�
�It will be special. It will be with you.�
�I�You sure?� he asked, almost as if he were afraid she was going to rescind her offer.
�Yes, I trust you,� she replied, and then playfully put both of her hands above her head, crossing them at the wrists.
His lips curled up in a wicked grin. �My, my, my, what a naughty girl,� he said.
He ran his free hand over her torso, cupping one of her covered breasts. He ran his thumb over her pebbled nipple, easily visible through the fabric, and chuckled when she inhaled deeply at the contact.
�You want me to be in charge? Take care of you?� he asked in a knowing voice.
She shook her head gently. �I want to be yours, Spike. It�s all I�ve ever wanted,� she replied in a whisper.
Spike looked pleased at her reply. He leaned down, and kissed her still gently stroking her breast. It wasn�t like the other kisses they had shared; those had been explosive and breathtaking. If they�d been food, she�d call them spicy buffalo wings, with their heat scorching her tongue on contact. These kisses were more like a good curry, layer upon layer of subtle flavors building bite after bite to a surprising and fiery climax.
When Spike pulled away this time, they were both writhing against each other, and moaning.
Spike placed a kiss on her flushed forehead and said, �Gonna check out Harris� stash for a sec. Be a good pet and take your clothes off for me?� He looked over her and added, �I want you naked, just like this, arms over your head, eyes closed, waiting for me.�
She nodded and watched him get off the bed and start poking through drawers, under the bed, and in the closet. He was completely ignoring her in favor of tracking down, whatever he was looking for.
She quickly undressed, goose-bumps pebbling her skin making her nipples more painfully hard, something she hadn�t thought was possible. She was so aroused that she was embarrassed by the amount of fluid gathering between her legs. It slicked her coarse hair and she could feel the moisture beginning to coat her thighs as well. She didn�t want to seem like she was disobeying him, so she arranged herself back on the bed as he had instructed, reluctantly closing her eyes.
She could hear him still rustling around, and didn�t realize until she heard a zipper that he was undressing. She felt herself blush as she realized he was likely looking at her, lying on the bed like a sacrificial virgin. She almost opened her eyes, but resisted the temptation.
She felt the bed dip a bit, and then gasped as something cool brushed against her belly. She really had to struggle not to sit up and look.
�I managed to find the most interesting things in Harris� toy chest,� Spike murmured.
She felt the whatever begin to brush against her, as Spike slowly moved it over her torso. It felt like many tiny, not-quite pinpricks, dancing over her skin. She felt him move it over one breast, and then the other, teasing at her nipples. She unconsciously arched up into the sensation.
�So pretty,� Spike said, marveling.
Dawn felt a surge of pride and excitement when she heard that.
The teasing stopped, and Dawn felt the weight of what seemed to be heavy fabric pooling on her belly, and then the weight of something long and hard being placed on her breastbone. It almost felt like a flashlight handle.
�Don�t let that fall, precious,� Spike said, and then Dawn heard the unmistakable rrriiippp of Velcro.
Spike picked up one of her arms, and gave the inside of her wrist a gentle kiss, before wrapping something wide and soft around it. He did the same thing with the other wrist, and then she felt him link them together. He then pulled her bindings and latched them to something on the headboard, forcing her to stretch her arms above her head almost uncomfortably.
For one frightening second, she thought the thing on her chest would fall. It began to rock, threatening to tumble until she sucked in her breath and held it. When the rocking subsided, she exhaled slowly and was pleased to feel that it had stayed put.
She felt Spikes feather light touches, stroking her thighs; ghosting lightly over the skin between her knees and her sex, making her skin tingle at his cool touch. She felt herself relax into the soothing touches, her legs parting slightly.
�That�s it, pet,� Spike whispered. His hands slid silkily between her legs, and spread her legs further apart. She felt him bend over and place a soft kiss her inner thigh, before he arranged himself between her open legs.
He lifted the cylinder off her chest and she felt the fabric stuff move off her belly as well.
�Open your eyes,� he commanded softly.
Spike was kneeling between her legs, naked; his erection jutting out between his legs proudly. In his hands he had one of those multi-tailed whip things. The sight of that made her stomach knot, but a small part of her was excited by it too.
�Are you,� she started and then closed her mouth. Maybe he didn�t want her to talk either. He hadn�t told her she could. He hadn�t told her she couldn�t either, but she figured she should probably wait for permission or something.
He smiled gently, and said, �You can talk, kitten. Am I what?�
�A-Are you going to hit me with that?� she asked, in a small voice.
�No,� he said, and gave her a look that silenced her. �I know you�d do whatever I asked of you, but it really is too much. It�s enough for me to see you like this. �Sides, there�s more I can do with a flogger than hit you.� He grinned.
He tipped the flogger up and let the ends trail down, dragging over her flesh. The sensation made her skin seem to tighten up and become incredibly sensitive. He trailed it over nearly every inch of her, over her bound arms, down her sides, across her neck.
He spent what seemed like hours on any place she seemed especially sensitive. He teased her breasts and nipples mercilessly, or the tender skin of her inner thigh. The only place he avoided was directly between her legs. She felt herself get wetter and wetter the more he tormented her. She was arching her body into the strokes and thrusting her hips up, trying to force him to do something where she needed it most.
He finally held the flogger right there where she wanted it, but kept it dangling just out of reach. She thrust herself up, trying to make contact, but he would pull it away as she got close. She groaned in frustration.
�You need something, sweet?� he asked in a much too innocent voice.
�Yes!� she cried, �I need you to touch me, please.�
�Anywhere in particular?� he asked devilishly, his free hand stroking her knee.
�You know where,� she said through gritted teeth.
�I do, pet, I just want to hear you ask,�
�You�re kidding, right?� she groaned. �I�m tied up, and pretty much begging for you to touch me, and you want me to talk dirty, too? You need more of an ego trip?�
�Yep,� he answered, unapologetically.
��Oh, Spike, you manly vampire, please take me and have your wicked way with me,�� she said in a high pitched falsetto.
He laughed, �Ok, point taken.�
He slid his hand from her knee, up her thigh, to her slick entrance. He pressed against her opening with two fingers, barely breaching her. He withdrew his fingers and brought them to his lips, licking the fluid off delicately.
�You taste so sweet,� he whispered.
�There�s more where that came from,� Dawn said without thinking. She was immediately embarrassed that those words came out of her mouth.
Spike traced the wetness on her thighs and curls with his finger, and said appreciatively, �I see that.� He asked gently, �Want to see what else I can use the flogger for?�
�Uh huh,� she replied, nodding.
He turned it so the ends were draped across her belly, and he slid the handle down her wet cleft until it was just resting on her swollen clit. He slid the handle up and down stroking it against her clit, giving her the friction she�d been craving. She canted her hips up to get more of the wonderful feeling.
She felt his two fingers return, pressing inside her again.
�You ever have anything in here?� he asked gently.
�Uh huh,� she replied. It sounded more like a grunt to her ears.
�Really?� he asked, sounding surprised. �What�s my naughty little girl been up to?�
�I, um, have a vibrator,� she said in a rush, �I just, you know, wanted to know what it felt like. Before I ever did it.�
He pressed his fingers fully inside, then withdrew them, only to push them back a second later. �Did it feel like this?� he asked huskily.
�No,� she cried shaking her head furiously, and bore down on his fingers. It had been nothing like this, the slick cool plastic hadn�t felt nearly as good. She frantically worked herself on his fingers, and against the handle of the flogger. She was on fire, it felt so good.
Spike added a third finger and she felt herself stretch to accommodate him.
�Tell me you want me,� he said desperately.
�Oh, god, Spike. I want you. I want you so much. Take me, fuck me, make me yours,� she cried.
He tossed the flogger away and pulled his fingers out of her. He leaned up and over her, bracing himself on one arm. With his other hand he lined his cock up against her opening. �Last chance,� he said breathlessly.
She wrapped her legs around him, pulling him closer, in reply.
He nudged his hips forward, the head of his cock pressing into her. He was able to brace himself with both arms now. He hovered over her, and Dawn was pleased to see he was as moved by the experience as she was.
�Feels so good, precious,� he whispered, �You want more, more of me inside you?�
His cock was so much bigger than his fingers, but Dawn didn�t care. He was finally exactly where she wanted him to be. �Oh,yes,� she sighed in reply, �please, more.�
Spike craned his head down and watched her take him in. Even as slick as she was, he had to pull out and press back in several times to work himself into her tightness. Once he was completely sheathed, he reveled in the heat she offered. It was even better than he�d imagined. He looked down at this lovely girl.
She looked stunning, bound and laid out in front of him, so willing to please him. He didn�t deserve this, but he�d take the comfort she offered. When he caught her gaze, he was surprised by the wealth of emotions that he saw there. She wasn�t pretending he was someone else; she was really there with him.
He was thankful that she�d managed to pierce her barrier at some point in the past. He didn�t think the chip would fire since he didn�t intend to hurt her, but a blinding headache would just ruin his evening.
He brought one hand down between them again, using his thumb to stroke her clit. She arched up at the contact, and gripped him tighter with her legs.
�That�s it, does it feel good?� he murmured.
�God, yes,� she moaned in reply.
�Better than your bits of plastic,� he teased.
�Not letting that go, are you?� she panted.
�The thought of you touching yourself like that makes me crazy,� he said breathlessly, his thrusts speeding up, �Want to see you, watch you play with it.�
Dawn groaned.
Spike worked his thumb harder, loving the feel of her hot swollen clit as it slicked and skittered under the pressure. Dawn was pressing her hips up more forcefully now, grinding herself against him trying to get�just�the�right�
She screamed as her orgasm ripped through her, shaking her head from side to side, and pulling frantically at her bonds.
He thrust faster and faster now, helping prolong the wave of her orgasm and starting his own. He grunted and thrust himself in as far as he could go, shooting his cool seed deep inside her. He pulled back and thrust gently a few more times, before he collapsed, panting against her sweat slicked chest.
He reached up with one hand and unhooked the wrist cuffs from the headboard. The cuffs were still linked together, but Dawn slipped her arms over his shoulders anyway.
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Spike had grumbled good naturedly about straightening Xander�s apartment, but he�d done it after they�d dressed. Dawn didn�t want Xander to stumble over any evidence of their�encounter.
Now as they walked back to the Summer�s house in a comfortable silence, they were holding hands lightly and bumping shoulders occasionally. It was nice.
As they got closer to the house, Dawn started walking a bit slower. When they were only a block away, Dawn stopped completely and turned to face Spike.
�I want you to know,� she said seriously, �if that�s all I ever get, it�s enough. It was wonderful, and more than I ever hoped.�
��Bit, I...� he paused, and then asked softly, �Is that all you want?�
�You don�t have to, you know, just to make me feel better,� she said vaguely.
He brushed a stray hair out of her face and said, �And if I want to? Want more?�
She caught her breath, unsure of what to say. Then she smiled wickedly and said �Then I guess you get to see me play with my toy after all.�
He laughed, �You kidding? I�m counting on it.�
Her smile faded and she asked, �What about Buffy?�
�We�ll fix it with the slayer,� Spike said sounding confident. Dawn knew he wasn�t so sure, but was happy that he was trying, for her sake.
�You think she�ll be ok with it, us?� Dawn asked.
�She�ll be better with you two when you�re safely back home.� Buffy said, seeming to appear out of nowhere, looking stern.
�Buffy! I, We� Dawn blustered.
Buffy�s face softened, �I can guess what �we� were up to. I�m totally fine with the �we�. I am, however, pissed at the timing and the lack of a note or a call. Were there no phones?�
Dawn looked sheepish and said, �Sorry.�
�It�s ok, just don�t let it happen again. Now go,� Buffy ordered, pointing toward the house.
Dawn let go of Spikes hand and looked at the two of them. She said cautiously, �I�ll see you guys back home,� before turning toward the house.
�Slayer?� Spike asked, sounding unsure.
�Go on,� Buffy said gently, gesturing toward Dawn�s retreating back. �You just make sure she stays happy.�
Spike nodded, and said, �I will. Thanks.�
Buffy nodded and watched as Spike easily caught up to Dawn, and slipped an arm over her shoulders. She smiled fondly at the already casual familiarity they shared, before she headed home herself.

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