TITLE: "Tardiness and Other Sins" (1/1)
AUTHOR: mcee
SITE: http://fangy.net
PAIRING: Dawn/Spike
SUMMARY: A hip little urban Spike/Dawn, as they *try* to go out.

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Naked and dripping wet, she runs out of the bathroom and into their bedroom, clutching a towel.

"You're dripping all over the carpet, pet."

"I'm trying to hurry! Where's my underwear?"

"Er... Oh. Right there."


"THERE. No, lean over. Right... Yeah, there."

She fishes up the cotton thong from under the dresser and tosses the useless towel onto their unmade bed.

"How did they--" Dawn notices his smirk and stops herself, making a face at him.

"You do realise our earlier, um, 'over-enthusiasm' is why we're late now." She slips them on and runs to retrieve her skirt from the lamp shade next to the bed.

Spike pulls the black mesh top down his chest for a third time tonight and runs a hand in his hair, which needs to be gelled again. He quirks a marked eyebrow at her. "You didn't seem to mind."

She grins at him as she shimmies back into her black nylons. "I was biased at the time."

"Is that what you were?" he teases and watches her crawl across the bed to reach her bra on his side of the wrinkled sheets. He cocks his head to the side and admires the view - and he thinks that he wouldn't mind getting them a bit more late still.

"Are you going to get ready or stand there and get another boner?"

"I *am* ready."

"You're not wearing any pants."

"Well, there's that."

She laughs and kisses him briefly, then smacks his ass as she passes by him on her way back into the bathroom with a fistful of clothes. "Get decent, Naked Boy!" she calls from out of sight. "I don't think they'll let us in otherwise - you might blind everyone in the black light."


She pokes her head out and grins. "Little vampire humour there."

"Yer funny."

"I try."