The walk home from Spike's seemed so short, I was very relieved that neither Willow or Faith were home. I didn't want to explain why I was wearing Spike's shirt. I probably would have started to cry again
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The vampire was surprised that I managed to get him away from me.
"Spike just kill those two!" I yelled at him as they started to attack.
The one who grabbed me was pissed off and really wanted to kill me now. I scrambled for the stake, I got hit across the face, dammit. I felt the painful tears stinging in my eyes.
I didn't pay any attention to Spike, that would just get me killed. I managed to get away from the headstone and the vampire came rushing at me. I tried to remember the little things Buffy had taught me, and I'd see. Of course hanging out with Spike helped with it too, I used his weight against him and threw him over my shoulder.
Wow, I didn't realize I could do that. He was stunned for a minute but got up and growled at me. He grabbed me and pulled my back to him, trying to restrain my arms. He didn't care about anything but drinking from me. Stupid jerk.
I yelped when the fangs piereced my skin lightly but didn't freak out. I managed to raise my arm and shove it into his gut, he stumbled back and I punched him. It hurt my hand but I ignored it.
"You are so going to die," I said with a confidence I actually felt.
I picked up the stake again and plunged it into the heart of the vampire. Smiling happily when it poofed into dust.
I turned around and the other two vampires were already gone, I guessed they were dust. Spike was staring at me with his jaw open.
I stared at Dawn, my mouth open. She had moved with such grace. Not like a slayer, she hadn't reminded me at all of Buffy, thank God, but she had moved like someone who knew what they were doing, and it was poetry in motion.
"Dawn," I said. "Bloody..." No, that wasn't strong enough. "Fucking hell, love, that was amazing!" And now my wide mouthed stare turned into a face-splitting grin. I punched her on the shoulder lightly. "How did you do that?"
"Damn right," I grinned. "Blimey, I should watch my back, you'll be taking out more bad guys than me next." I looked her up and down. She looked so small and frail... But I guess she wasn't. Summers women. I should have known. No one messed with them.
I felt so proud of her. And I also felt quite a lot of desire. I suppose I should be worried that seeing Dawn do violent stuff got me off, but I am a vampire. That kind of kink is expected. What I hadn't expected was that Dawn seemed quite excited too. Maybe not sex-excited, but she definitely looked pretty pleased about killing that vamp. Her skin was all flushed, pink spreading down her cheeks to her throat.
Wonder if the blush goes lower?
Bad thought, definitely a bad thought, and it was making my trousers feel a bit tighter...
To lighten the mood I grabbed Dawn and swung her up in the air. I'd done that sometimes when she was younger to make her shriek. Hadn't done it in a while, not since things had got weird between us, but now I felt comfortable with her again. "You were great, pet," I said, spinning her around. She shrieked and told me to put her down, and I pretended to drop her. She screamed and wrapped her legs around my waist to stop herself falling.
I looked at her, feeling her thighs pressed against my sides, and God, that was the best feeling, really it was. I was kissing close to her, but I kissed her already, and that hadn't ended well. No, I wasn't going to make the first move. Wait, I mean I wasn't going to make a move.
I was really feeling great from staking that vampire. Even though I knew I could take them but I generally felt weak. It was to nice to know I wasn't.
He grabbed me and spun me around; he used to do this kind of thing all the time, it was innocent. Then I swore he was going to drop me, I knew he never would but my instinct kicked in and I wrapped my legs around his waist to keep from falling.
I was still laughing and breathing heavy, he was so close, and he looked really serious. This was a compromising postion and I felt my body react to his nearness, the ache in my stomach, my breathing changing.
He wasn't going to do it, I licked my lips and tightened my arms around his neck. Oh God.
He was too close and I couldn't think past the fast pounding of my heart, so I did the worst thing possible. I leaned forward and kissed him. Pressing my lips to his and licking them, asking for entrance into his cool mouth.
Oh, God, her lips. Her tongue was so warm and it made my whole body shiver.
My knees buckled and we fell onto the grass, but I hardly noticed. Dew seeped through my shirt as I pulled her to me, opening my mouth to her insistent tongue. I never thought Dawn would kiss like this. Last night we'd kissed, sure, but it had been more from my side, and besides, it was all slightly fuzzy from the booze. But this - I felt like I'd never experienced anything so clearly. Her tongue stroking mine, her fingers pressed into my shoulders, the hard ground under my back, my fingers tangled into her hair.
He kissed me back this time and it was different than the night before, I felt the same fire as then, but now there was, he knew what he was doing. It might be slightly clouded, but he knew.
God if he got up and rejected me again I'd die.
He fell to the grass but I didn't stop kissing him, he tasted so good, and you'd think it would be gross to kiss such a cool mouth but it wasn't. God it wasn't.
I was pretty much laying on top of him, straddling his hips, he held me close and I could feel the hardness press into me. I gasped allowed but didn't stop kissing him. That ... was because of me?
My hand tangled into his well kempt hair -- I finally had to pull back for air, I hadn't realized my hips were moving until I stopped moving them, I was aching, god but it felt so good.
Her hips were pressing into me and she was rocking against me. It made my eyes roll back into my head and I would have groaned but she was kissing me, and her body was grinding into me. I was harder than I had remembered being. She drew back for air, her fingers still tangled in my hair, and she panted, looking so unbelievably beautiful I couldn't believe it.
I remembered where we were. A cemetery. Right in the open air where anyone could see us. Part of me still wasn't sure I should be doing this with Dawn, but the rest of me really wanted to, but I bloody well wasn't doing anything else where people might see. Not for my sake; for hers.
I knew if I said anything I might lose my nerve, so I gently rolled her off me, stood, and then lifted her into my arms. Carrying her like a princess in a novel, I strode to my crypt, kicking open the door before throwing her gently onto the bed and devouring her mouth again.
I groaned when he moved, waiting for some sort of rejection, but he pulled me up into his arms, into the crypt shutting the door with a kick and then he carefully layed me on the bed.
He kissed me again and I thought I was dreaming, but my dreams never felt this real. I pulled at his body until he covered me, his hips resting between my legs. I wrapped my arms around his back and my hand pooled under his shirt and I ran my hand up the bare skin on his back.
"Spike," I half moaned into his lips. I was so afraid anything I did would ruin the moment but I couldn't stop, I never wanted to stop feeling like this.
I was going to die from the sensations he caused me and I wrapped my legs around his waist and rocked my hips again, I could feel myself throbbing. I'd fooled around a little with guys before, but I'd never felt anything like this.
Just from touching my back she made me almost come. Just touching my back. My whole body was on fire. I was feverish with desire, and as she began to rock her hips again I thought I'd lose all restraint. I wanted to tear off her clothes and shag her blind.
But that would be wrong. Far as I knew, Dawn hadn't done much with blokes. I had to have a bit of self restraint or I'd hurt her.
Taking a deep, shuddering breath I moved a little so that her pelvis was no longer pressed into my hardness. The throbbing subsided a little, although I was still so hard it was painful. But I could keep a bit of a cool head now.
"God, you're so beautiful," I couldn't help saying, looking down at her on the bed. My hands reached for her shirt, and gently I undid the buttons, one by one, until her bra was exposed and her soft white stomach. "Just let me touch you, pet," I said thickly. "Don't want you to worry about a thing."
I kissed along the top of her breasts, very gently, my tongue snaking into the dip between them. My finger rubbed her nipple through the soft fabric of her bra, teasing it, making her moan softly. I slid down the strap of her bra, kissing her white shoulder, and then I reached around her back and unclasped her bra. "Let me know if you don't want this, pet," I said seriously. "I can go as slow as you like."
He moved and I felt a shudder of fear run through me. He couldn't leave me, I didn't care about weither or not this went further but he couldn't leave me.
But then I saw him look at me, and his words sent a new flush through me.
He unbuttoned my shirt and the cool air felt so good, but then his lips were on my chest, his hands on me and I moaned. I closed my eyes as he told me he'd slow down.
"If you stop I'll stake you," I breathed out seriously, I wanted to touch him, to do anything but lay there but he wanted to take his time and I was going to let him. I could feel the wetness between my tighs and my breathing was out of control.
I flushed as Dawn showed me her desire. God, this was Dawn, this was wrong... But it felt so good and I didn't think I could stop, not with her looking at me like that, her eyes smoking with lust.
I peeled her bra off, stroking her breasts lightly. I wondered if anyone else had seen them. The thought made me flush with jealousy, and I leaned in to kiss them.
Bet no one has touched you like this, though, Dawnie.
I circled her nipple with my tongue, my hand stroking her other breast. Her hard breathing was nearly sending me over the edge. I wanted her so badly that my vision was blurred. My cock was straining hard at my trousers. I badly wanted relief, but Dawn's pleasure was more important.
After kissing her breasts, I moved down to her stomach before reaching the waistband of her jeans. I hesitated, and she lifted her hips for me, giving her silent assent, and I pulled the jeans off, leaving her clad only in her knickers.
I wondered what the best thing to do was. She was eager, but she was untested, and I didn't want to hurt her. Not my beautiful Dawn. Had I really thought my Dawn? I guess I had.
I slid down so that I was kneeling on the floor, my head poised over the waistband of her knickers, and I trailed my tongue just underneath the elastic, teasing her, my hands stroking her thighs.
Oh god, this was happening, it was and I'd dreamed about it for so long. I wanted him for so long I thought I'd die and now that he was touching me, holding me, kissing me, I realized that I'd probably die anyway, but what a way to go.
No one had ever seen me, looked at me or touched me the way he was. I lifted my hips when he stopped at my jeans, he slid them off and I could hear the thud as they hit the floor, or maybe that was my heart at the way he was looking at me.
His tounge ran under the top of my panties and I gasped, his hands ran along my thighs.
"Oh, God," I cried out and breathed heavily.
He hooked his fingers around the edges of my panties and pulled them off me, I closed my eyes, anticipation was going to drive me insane.
"Spike," I pleaded and then I felt his fingers touch me and I moaned in response.
Her excitement was driving me mad. The smell of her, the feel of her warm skin... It almost pushed me over the edge.
I stroked between her legs gently, slowly teasing her. She was so wet and ready, and part of me - a pretty big part - just wanted to ram myself into her, feel her muscles round me. That's what I'd have done if it was anybody else. But Dawn deserved better. Dawn needed to experience things slowly or she'd regret it later.
So I touched her with my tongue instead of my cock. My tongue couldn't hurt her, but it could make her scream. God, I wanted to hear her scream more than anything.
I licked slowly along her soft folds, my tongue flickering in and out of her, and then moved to her clit, circling it softly at first, then faster. My fingers were clenched around her arse, holding her bucking hips to my mouth, and then I sucked, the pulsing motion of my mouth mirrored in the throbbing between my legs.
He was stroking me, I could feel like intense pleasure starting to build. It's not like I never touched myself before, touched myself and imagined it was him, but now that it was actually him, I realized I couldn't never do the things to myself that he was.
And then I felt his cold tounge touch me. I gasped loudly and felt my hips buck upward, trying to get his mouth closer. He moved his tounge inside me and I moaned, and then it circled around my clit. I let my hands reach to his head, threading into his short hair and pressing him closer to me.
I felt my hips move, trying to relieve the ache he was causing. My head thrashed across the pillow and his hands held me to him. I could feel my body get hotter, the build up was agonizing.
I felt him suck my clit into his mouth and roll it around on his tounge.
My world exploded and I screamed, I didn't care how loud I was screaming, my body shook and I'd never felt anything so good in my entire life. I was throbbing and he wasn't stopping.
"Oh God, Spike," I breathed out, my hands running through is hair as I rode out my orgasm.
I felt her whole body shake as she came, her muscles contracting as she sucked, and I almost came from the sound of her screams. She was so beautiful. How had I spent so long not noticing that?
At last I moved my mouth away and licked my lips, enjoying the taste of her. I climbed back onto the bed and gently pulled her into my arms. I was aching for her touch, but what I wanted most now was for her to feel good. I kissed her forehead and just held her as her breathing began to slow.
"Spike just kill those two!" I yelled at him as they started to attack.
The one who grabbed me was pissed off and really wanted to kill me now. I scrambled for the stake, I got hit across the face, dammit. I felt the painful tears stinging in my eyes.
I didn't pay any attention to Spike, that would just get me killed. I managed to get away from the headstone and the vampire came rushing at me. I tried to remember the little things Buffy had taught me, and I'd see. Of course hanging out with Spike helped with it too, I used his weight against him and threw him over my shoulder.
Wow, I didn't realize I could do that. He was stunned for a minute but got up and growled at me. He grabbed me and pulled my back to him, trying to restrain my arms. He didn't care about anything but drinking from me. Stupid jerk.
I yelped when the fangs piereced my skin lightly but didn't freak out. I managed to raise my arm and shove it into his gut, he stumbled back and I punched him. It hurt my hand but I ignored it.
"You are so going to die," I said with a confidence I actually felt.
I picked up the stake again and plunged it into the heart of the vampire. Smiling happily when it poofed into dust.
I turned around and the other two vampires were already gone, I guessed they were dust. Spike was staring at me with his jaw open.
"What?"
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"Dawn," I said. "Bloody..." No, that wasn't strong enough. "Fucking hell, love, that was amazing!" And now my wide mouthed stare turned into a face-splitting grin. I punched her on the shoulder lightly. "How did you do that?"
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"I lived with Buffy for 5 years while she was a slayer. I've spent a lot of time with you, and you think I haven't picked up on how to defend myself?"
I raised a brow at him.
"I'm not a helpless kid anymore Spike. I haven't been a helpless little kid in a long time, and a lot of that is because of you."
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I felt so proud of her. And I also felt quite a lot of desire. I suppose I should be worried that seeing Dawn do violent stuff got me off, but I am a vampire. That kind of kink is expected. What I hadn't expected was that Dawn seemed quite excited too. Maybe not sex-excited, but she definitely looked pretty pleased about killing that vamp. Her skin was all flushed, pink spreading down her cheeks to her throat.
Wonder if the blush goes lower?
Bad thought, definitely a bad thought, and it was making my trousers feel a bit tighter...
To lighten the mood I grabbed Dawn and swung her up in the air. I'd done that sometimes when she was younger to make her shriek. Hadn't done it in a while, not since things had got weird between us, but now I felt comfortable with her again.
"You were great, pet," I said, spinning her around. She shrieked and told me to put her down, and I pretended to drop her. She screamed and wrapped her legs around my waist to stop herself falling.
I looked at her, feeling her thighs pressed against my sides, and God, that was the best feeling, really it was. I was kissing close to her, but I kissed her already, and that hadn't ended well. No, I wasn't going to make the first move. Wait, I mean I wasn't going to make a move.
I think that's what I meant.
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He grabbed me and spun me around; he used to do this kind of thing all the time, it was innocent. Then I swore he was going to drop me, I knew he never would but my instinct kicked in and I wrapped my legs around his waist to keep from falling.
I was still laughing and breathing heavy, he was so close, and he looked really serious. This was a compromising postion and I felt my body react to his nearness, the ache in my stomach, my breathing changing.
He wasn't going to do it, I licked my lips and tightened my arms around his neck. Oh God.
He was too close and I couldn't think past the fast pounding of my heart, so I did the worst thing possible. I leaned forward and kissed him. Pressing my lips to his and licking them, asking for entrance into his cool mouth.
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My knees buckled and we fell onto the grass, but I hardly noticed. Dew seeped through my shirt as I pulled her to me, opening my mouth to her insistent tongue. I never thought Dawn would kiss like this. Last night we'd kissed, sure, but it had been more from my side, and besides, it was all slightly fuzzy from the booze. But this - I felt like I'd never experienced anything so clearly. Her tongue stroking mine, her fingers pressed into my shoulders, the hard ground under my back, my fingers tangled into her hair.
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God if he got up and rejected me again I'd die.
He fell to the grass but I didn't stop kissing him, he tasted so good, and you'd think it would be gross to kiss such a cool mouth but it wasn't. God it wasn't.
I was pretty much laying on top of him, straddling his hips, he held me close and I could feel the hardness press into me. I gasped allowed but didn't stop kissing him. That ... was because of me?
My hand tangled into his well kempt hair -- I finally had to pull back for air, I hadn't realized my hips were moving until I stopped moving them, I was aching, god but it felt so good.
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I remembered where we were. A cemetery. Right in the open air where anyone could see us. Part of me still wasn't sure I should be doing this with Dawn, but the rest of me really wanted to, but I bloody well wasn't doing anything else where people might see. Not for my sake; for hers.
I knew if I said anything I might lose my nerve, so I gently rolled her off me, stood, and then lifted her into my arms. Carrying her like a princess in a novel, I strode to my crypt, kicking open the door before throwing her gently onto the bed and devouring her mouth again.
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He kissed me again and I thought I was dreaming, but my dreams never felt this real. I pulled at his body until he covered me, his hips resting between my legs. I wrapped my arms around his back and my hand pooled under his shirt and I ran my hand up the bare skin on his back.
"Spike," I half moaned into his lips. I was so afraid anything I did would ruin the moment but I couldn't stop, I never wanted to stop feeling like this.
I was going to die from the sensations he caused me and I wrapped my legs around his waist and rocked my hips again, I could feel myself throbbing. I'd fooled around a little with guys before, but I'd never felt anything like this.
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But that would be wrong. Far as I knew, Dawn hadn't done much with blokes. I had to have a bit of self restraint or I'd hurt her.
Taking a deep, shuddering breath I moved a little so that her pelvis was no longer pressed into my hardness. The throbbing subsided a little, although I was still so hard it was painful. But I could keep a bit of a cool head now.
"God, you're so beautiful," I couldn't help saying, looking down at her on the bed. My hands reached for her shirt, and gently I undid the buttons, one by one, until her bra was exposed and her soft white stomach.
"Just let me touch you, pet," I said thickly. "Don't want you to worry about a thing."
I kissed along the top of her breasts, very gently, my tongue snaking into the dip between them. My finger rubbed her nipple through the soft fabric of her bra, teasing it, making her moan softly. I slid down the strap of her bra, kissing her white shoulder, and then I reached around her back and unclasped her bra.
"Let me know if you don't want this, pet," I said seriously. "I can go as slow as you like."
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But then I saw him look at me, and his words sent a new flush through me.
He unbuttoned my shirt and the cool air felt so good, but then his lips were on my chest, his hands on me and I moaned. I closed my eyes as he told me he'd slow down.
"If you stop I'll stake you," I breathed out seriously, I wanted to touch him, to do anything but lay there but he wanted to take his time and I was going to let him. I could feel the wetness between my tighs and my breathing was out of control.
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I peeled her bra off, stroking her breasts lightly. I wondered if anyone else had seen them. The thought made me flush with jealousy, and I leaned in to kiss them.
Bet no one has touched you like this, though, Dawnie.
I circled her nipple with my tongue, my hand stroking her other breast. Her hard breathing was nearly sending me over the edge. I wanted her so badly that my vision was blurred. My cock was straining hard at my trousers. I badly wanted relief, but Dawn's pleasure was more important.
After kissing her breasts, I moved down to her stomach before reaching the waistband of her jeans. I hesitated, and she lifted her hips for me, giving her silent assent, and I pulled the jeans off, leaving her clad only in her knickers.
I wondered what the best thing to do was. She was eager, but she was untested, and I didn't want to hurt her. Not my beautiful Dawn. Had I really thought my Dawn? I guess I had.
I slid down so that I was kneeling on the floor, my head poised over the waistband of her knickers, and I trailed my tongue just underneath the elastic, teasing her, my hands stroking her thighs.
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No one had ever seen me, looked at me or touched me the way he was. I lifted my hips when he stopped at my jeans, he slid them off and I could hear the thud as they hit the floor, or maybe that was my heart at the way he was looking at me.
His tounge ran under the top of my panties and I gasped, his hands ran along my thighs.
"Oh, God," I cried out and breathed heavily.
He hooked his fingers around the edges of my panties and pulled them off me, I closed my eyes, anticipation was going to drive me insane.
"Spike," I pleaded and then I felt his fingers touch me and I moaned in response.
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I stroked between her legs gently, slowly teasing her. She was so wet and ready, and part of me - a pretty big part - just wanted to ram myself into her, feel her muscles round me. That's what I'd have done if it was anybody else. But Dawn deserved better. Dawn needed to experience things slowly or she'd regret it later.
So I touched her with my tongue instead of my cock. My tongue couldn't hurt her, but it could make her scream. God, I wanted to hear her scream more than anything.
I licked slowly along her soft folds, my tongue flickering in and out of her, and then moved to her clit, circling it softly at first, then faster. My fingers were clenched around her arse, holding her bucking hips to my mouth, and then I sucked, the pulsing motion of my mouth mirrored in the throbbing between my legs.
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And then I felt his cold tounge touch me. I gasped loudly and felt my hips buck upward, trying to get his mouth closer. He moved his tounge inside me and I moaned, and then it circled around my clit. I let my hands reach to his head, threading into his short hair and pressing him closer to me.
I felt my hips move, trying to relieve the ache he was causing. My head thrashed across the pillow and his hands held me to him. I could feel my body get hotter, the build up was agonizing.
I felt him suck my clit into his mouth and roll it around on his tounge.
My world exploded and I screamed, I didn't care how loud I was screaming, my body shook and I'd never felt anything so good in my entire life. I was throbbing and he wasn't stopping.
"Oh God, Spike," I breathed out, my hands running through is hair as I rode out my orgasm.
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At last I moved my mouth away and licked my lips, enjoying the taste of her. I climbed back onto the bed and gently pulled her into my arms. I was aching for her touch, but what I wanted most now was for her to feel good. I kissed her forehead and just held her as her breathing began to slow.
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