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AbundanceDawn woke slowly, the realisation that she wasn't alone seeping into her consciousness by degrees. An arm wrapped around her, a forehead pressed against her cheek, a leg thrown possessively across her body and a growing erection nudging her hip.

She smiled at the memory of the previous night; running into Spike and how one thing led to another. Dawn could hardly believe he was in Rome, let alone sharing her bed.

Turning her head, she pressed her lips against his forehead and whispered. "I've missed you so much."

It seemed that absence really did make the heart grow fonder.

open_on_sundaychallenge #73: lessons
Part of the Rome!verse and the London!verse


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16th Aug, 2004 12:29 (UTC)
16th Aug, 2004 12:26 (UTC)

I dearly love the Rome!verse!

Beautiful moment!
16th Aug, 2004 12:29 (UTC)
I'm so pleased you enjoyed this.
16th Aug, 2004 12:37 (UTC)
Aw... so sweet! (mild squee) Nice thing to wake up to - both for Dawn, and for me to find when I got up this morning. :) Thanks for writing these.
16th Aug, 2004 12:42 (UTC)
Always happy to both create a squee and bring you a pleasant wake up call.
16th Aug, 2004 16:03 (UTC)
*sighs happily* Ah, such a lovely drabble to wake up to...
16th Aug, 2004 23:19 (UTC)
My pleasure. Living on the other side of the world does have it's advantages.
16th Aug, 2004 17:16 (UTC)
mm, i love the atmosphere, your romeverse always makes me feel so relaxed. thanks.
16th Aug, 2004 23:19 (UTC)
Thanks for you kind words. Pleased you enjoyed.
16th Nov, 2004 07:25 (UTC)
Nice to see something sweet, after all the macabre RazorGirls stuff (love to know where you came up with THEM) and the Xander-torture! :-D Very refreshing--although far be it from me to complain about the rest. ;-)
16th Nov, 2004 08:53 (UTC)
This is a one of the early parts of another !verse that took on a life of it's own. It was supposed to stay in Rome, hence the name, but went elsewhere.

The Razor Girls came from a dream, I quite like them.
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