WARNING : This fanfic does, indeed, contain 'Spawn', AKA, Spike-x-Dawn. But it's like, one-sided.
DISCLAIMER : I so do not own the wonderfulness of Buffy The Vampire Slayer, or the characters within - They are the property of Mutant Enemy and Joss Whedon.
RATING : T - If I rated it any higher I'd be a pansy. This fanfic contains strong-ish adult themes but I doubt I'll scar anyone for life :D

"Spike.." Dawn moaned as kisses ran up and down her neck.
He froze and removed himself from her, "What was that"
"...what?" Dawn mumbled.
"What did you just say?" he whispered.
"N-nothing"
"You just said someones name, and it wasn't mine" his voice was a hiss now, his frustration rising.
"I..said Spike." Dawn sighed.
"Who's Spike"
"...no one.." Dawn was fighting back tears, "You should go home now"
The boy grabbed his stuff and left her.
Dawns tears started to fall as she cleaned up.
"No one.." she whispered to herself.

"Buffy," Spike rasped as he ground his hips into the blonde beneath him.
The vampiress looked up and him and glared, "Who?! What did you say"
Spike sighed.

NOTES : This doesn't really have a timeline to it or anything - But I'm not, like, encouraging Dawn to have sex at 13 or w/e. But I guess the timeline can be wherever you want it to be. And the blonde vampire that Spike is with isn't neccisarily Harmony or anyone in particular - when I wrote I was just thinking "yeah, blonde vamp, w/e".

TO THOSE WHO DONT UNDERSTAND WTF THIS FANFIC MEANS BECAUSE MY BRAIN IS RETARDED : Dawn is having sex, she thinks of Spike, she gets sad. Spike is having sex, he thinks of Buffy. So Dawn thinks of him when he doesn't think of her. Sad, eh?

OMG, My author notes and stuff are longer than the actual fanfiction, I should shut up now.

PLEASE REVIEW! - This is my second 'completed' fanfiction and first Buffy fanfiction.