REPOST : Playing Away - Buffyverse1000 - Dawn/Faith/Willow
Title: Playing Away
Rating: NC-17
Setting: Post Buffy season 7.
Characters: Dawn/Faith/Willow
Word count: 5,266
Disclaimer: Buffy and the gang belong to Joss Whedon and Mutant Enemy.
Summary: The first field trip for one of the New Council’s Away Teams goes well. It’s the celebrating afterwards that gets out of hand…
Author's Notes: For the buffyverse1000 pairings challenge. Co-Written by the very talented sweetjane_69.
It was all Giles’s fault, Dawn later decided.
If he’d hadn’t come up with this new field team idea, then nothing would have happened.
Thinking up the combination of one Slayer, one Witch and a Watcher was, she admitted, a good idea and covered most of the bases for any emergency that could pop up. Naturally, for the first test run of just sending a team off on its own, Giles had stacked the team by placing Willow on it, along with Faith as the most experienced Slayer then present. Dawn was the odd one out.
Sure, she was a trainee Watcher (and hadn’t that decision gone down well with Buffy), but field trip? Already? Not exactly on her expected To-Do list. But Giles was busy dealing with the old Council’s affairs, Xander was still fixing up the new Cleveland headquarters, Robin was off in England dealing with that end, and Andrew… No. Just no to Andrew.
So that was how Away Team One was formed. All Giles’s fault, definitely.
She’d have to give him a kiss for it when they got back.
Dawn wasn’t stupid.
She’d seen some of the looks Willow and Faith had shared on the way back from slaying the Lazarine demon that had been haunting the Kerns house. Willow had been in the back of their rental car on the way to the hotel they’d been staying in, checking over Faith, and Dawn was fairly sure something had been going on there. Not to mention the ‘mysterious’ computer error that had reassigned their rooms to one double and one single, instead of the three singles that Dawn had definitely booked.
All things considered though, she hadn’t expected to walk into the double room that Faith and Willow had claimed, and see Willow eating out Faith’s pussy.
“Oh, for god’s sake!” she exclaimed, rolling her eyes.
Willow quickly scrambled to her feet from where she’d been kneeling at the end of the double bed and flushed with embarrassment. Realising she was completely nude apart from a pair of stockings, she flushed again, and made an abortive attempt to cover herself. “Um… Dawnie?” she muttered, “Wasn’t expecting you tonight…”
Faith, lying back in the bed with only a pair of thigh high leather boots on (and how had she managed to sneak those along in her bag?) just shrugged and smirked. “Hey, D,” she waved, “By the way, this is exactly what it looks like.”
Dawn rolled her eyes again. “Yeah, like I haven’t spent enough years hanging round Buffy to know the whole horny after Slaying thing. And you? So not a surprise.”
As Faith tried to work out whether she’d been insulted or complimented, Dawn turned to Willow. “And you, Willow? I knew things weren’t going too well with Kennedy, but this is a little extreme.”
Willow gave up trying to hide her body behind her arms, and just looked at Dawn. “Sweetie, you know Kennedy and I are drifting apart. Maybe it is at the speed of a tectonic plate, but it’s just as inevitable.”
Faith stretched and stood up from the bed. “As for me,” she said strolling over next to Dawn, “I’m been in an all-woman prison for four years - I’m rather good at the all-girl shit by now. I still like the dick every now and then, but that’s what the strap-ons are for.”
Dawn looked at the bed behind Faith. Oh, that’s what those were. She looked back and almost let out a small surprised sound. Faith had come right up beside her, and was quite openly appraising Dawn. “Oh, Robin was fun for a while, but way too serious for me,” mused Faith, her gaze roaming up and down Dawn’s body. “Just be glad Willow came along D, otherwise I might have been making some moves on you.”
Dawn swallowed, and looked into Faith’s eyes. She was completely serious. Dawn took a deep breath, let it out and said “Okay then.”
“What?” said Faith, with one of the most confused looks on her face that Dawn had ever seen.
“Show me,” said Dawn simply, unbuttoning her blouse.
Willow’s brow furrowed in concern, and she too stepped up next to Dawn. “Are you sure about this, honey? I mean, you’ve never done this before… have you? As far as I know you’ve never done this before though now I think of it you did use to ask a lot of questions of Tara and Goddess, now I’m babbling again…”
Willow stopped babbling for one reason; Dawn was kissing her deeply and passionately. Finally breaking their lips apart, Dawn smiled at Willow. “Does this look like I’m kidding?” she said, and pushed her skirt and panties down to the floor.
Faith whistled, enjoying the sight before her - the redhead and the slender brunette embracing before her. Hell if she was gonna be left out of that…
Dawn was busy kissing Willow deeply, her tongue driving inside Willow’s soft, yielding mouth, when she felt hands running along her now naked back and deftly undoing her sole remaining piece of clothing. It couldn’t be Willow removing her bra, because her hands were busy running up and down Dawn’s bottom.
Oh god, it all felt so good. For what might have been the first real time in her life, Dawn was incredibly turned on - and this was just from kissing and a little fondling. She could feel Faith directly behind her, nibbling the back of her neck and trailing slow kisses down along her spine. Dawn moaned in delight as Faith reversed the process, she could feel Faith’s breasts pressed into her back, and the skin on skin contact sent pulses of excitement straight to her clit.
“If you liked that, Dawn,” purred Faith, “Then you’re going to love this!” She ran her warm hands along Dawn’s stomach and moved straight upwards to Dawn’s aching breasts. Dawn gasped and dragged air back into her suddenly weak body. She ran her hands up and down Willow’s back, glorying in the new sensations running through her body.
Suddenly, Willow dropped to her knees and pressed her mouth ever so gently over Dawn’s folds, breathing warm moist air in a circular pattern. Dawn would have fallen to the floor at the sudden surge of pleasure that flooded her body had Faith not supported her, clasping her body to Dawn’s. Willow slowly stretched out her tongue and licked either side of Dawn’s cunt, sending another wave of delight through her. “Oh fuck, oh fuck…” she swore, as Faith kissed the nape of her neck again and nibbled her way around to Dawn’s ear.
Holding Dawn’s buttocks tightly in her grasp, Willow eagerly lapped away at Dawn’s dripping wet pussy. Above her, Faith was caressing and playing with Dawn’s breasts, twiddling her taut nipples between thumb and finger. An amazingly intense and utterly unfamiliar feeling was rushing through Dawn, rising in intensity. Wordlessly, Dawn panted and mewed until Faith kissed her way along to Dawn’s mouth.
Kissing Faith deeply, feeling Willow licking and sucking her pussy, Dawn felt the feelings getting stronger and stronger. And then Willow was sucking her throbbing clit between her hot lips, and Faith squeezed her nipples, and Dawn came. White lights flashed through her head and a wave of sheer pleasure exploded within her.
Vaguely, she was aware of her legs buckling, and then of her body being laid down on the bed. There was murmuring and movement off to one side, while Dawn just tried to catch her breath once more. Eventually, the world came back into focus, and she looked up.
There were Faith and Willow, standing next to her, taking it in turn to kiss and lick each other’s breasts. Dawn’s eyes widened - they were each now wearing those strap-ons that she’d seen on the bed before. Did they mean to…?
Faith noticed Dawn stirring and reluctantly pushed Willow off her firm breast. Smiling seductively, she moved forward to right between Dawn’s parted legs. “Ready for round two, D?” she purred.
“Believe me, you’ll enjoy it,” smiled Willow, reaching out and idly tracing a hand across Dawn’s chest. “And anyhow, as our guest, guess it’s your choice now…”
“Well,” said Dawn, smiling, “I think Faith’s the one with all the Slayer speed and power here. Sorry Willow, but that tongue of yours was fucking amazing!” Willow leant over and kissed Dawn softly, as Faith got into position.
"Just be gentle with me, k?" whimpered Dawn gazing up at the two of them above her. "I've never done... y'know, this... before.”
Faith exchanged an amused glance with Willow. "You wanted gentle, D, you should have asked Willow first," she purred, and with one thrust, buried her strap-on deep within Dawn.
Dawn made a low sound halfway between a whimper and a groan, that only intensified as Willow's hand slid down in between their joined bodies, her fingers briefly brushing over first hers, then Faith's clit. "Relax Dawn," she whispered. Her free hand ran down Faith's spine and she leaned in to whisper in the other girl's ear. "Just wait, you're next." The head of her own strap on slid against Faith's thigh, making the other woman pause for a moment as she began to fuck Dawn. "The question is, Faithy, just where I'm going to put it."
Faith groaned audibly at the very thought,and slowed her own thrusts into Dawn. She leaned forward, arching her own back, and gently kissed Dawn on the lips. "No worries, short stuff," she whispered, "Looks like I'm gonna be punished myself."
"You certainly are, Missy," Willow murmured. She slid both hands down the Slayer's back, pausing to admire the well defined muscles, before gently caressing the curves of her ass. "So nice, so very nice," she whispered softly against Faith's skin as she pressed a kiss against one shoulder blade. The head of the strap on gently slid in between Faith's thighs, the tip just teasing the pink lips of her cunt.
Willow could practically feel the wetness emanating off of her, but she continued to hold back as Faith slowly slid in and out of Dawn. Her fingers moved in a slow circle around Faith's clit, and finally she guided the strap on back and pressed it against the tightness of Faith's ass. By now the Slayer was making little moaning noises that blended with Dawn's cries. "You want something?" Willow asked, her voice seductive and slow, like pooling honey.
There was just something about the image on front of her that caught at Willow, made her commit this deeply to memory where she could bring it out in days to come and look back and remember. Faith, her brunette hair sweat dampened and tossed carelessly over one shoulder, gazing back at her with lust-filled, begging her. Dawn, her legs spread wide for Faith's continual thrusts, her fists clutching the bedsheets tightly as she came for the third time
And, oh god, the way Faith stood there in those thigh-high leather boots, thrusting out her own ass, wanting Willow, needing Willow. "Fuck me, Willow," she demanded, "I've been bad, I've been very bad, punish me!" she panted. Willow smiled and licked her index finger slowly, deliberately, where Faith could see it, then slid it down between their bodies until it rested tantalisingly at Faith's rear entrance.
She slid it in slowly, loving the way Faith's ass clenched down around it. "I wish I had a dick," she whispered in Faith’s ear as the other girl's lips parted. "I'd sink it into you, pin you down like you're pinning Dawnie …" She slid a second finger inside, smirking when Faith's eyes closed. "Oh yes, you've been bad, very bad, and you need to be punished, don't you? You want to be punished."
The lubricant spread over the head of the strap-on as she guided it to Faith's ass. "You want this, don't you?" she asked, sliding it into place and nudging gently as she replaced her fingers with the tip.
"Yes," Faith pleaded, her whole body straining back, her head down, her thighs parting slightly, torn between what she was doing to Dawn and what Willow was about to do to her. When Willow slowly slid in, she had to pull back so she could see the moment when the strap on disappeared inside Faith. It was obscene, in a way, but beautiful to see Faith stretch to take the massive cock. As she sunk in all the way, Faith hissed and pushed harder into Dawn.
"Hurts, doesn't it?" Willow asked, giving her a moment to adjust before sliding in and quickly out again.
"Yes, oh yes," panted Faith. "It hurts, it hurts so much." Her voice was choked, and her eyes were full of lust. "Please," she whispered. "Harder."
Willow pulled Faith up and off the upper half of Dawn. She was amused to see Faith carry on almost automatically moving in and out of Dawn, her thrusts carrying her deeper onto Willow's strap-on. "Oh god, oh god, oh god," Faith moaned. A thin smile crossed Willow's lips - normally she was the babbling one.
Pressing herself into Faith's back, she gently nibbled at Faith's neck, while stretching and tugging hard at Faith's rock-hard nipples. Softly blowing down Faith's neck, she nipped at Faith's earlobe. "You need to apologise to Dawn, don't you? Show her you're sorry, show her that you deserved to be punished," she whispered, punctuating each point with an extra deep thrust within Faith's ass.
"Yes," Faith said, leaning forward. Her lips met Dawn's, the two of them kissing desperately, Dawn's hands running down Faith's back until Willow grabbed them, pinning the Slayer in between the two of them. She hadn't planned on this, any of this, but now she needed both of them submitting to her like she'd needed the magic. It kept the darkness away.
Her movements forced Faith to slide in and out of Dawn, and the Slayer whispered a plethora of apologies and pleas as Willow fucked her with sharp, deep strokes. Willow squeezed Dawn's hands to get her attention. The younger girl's face was flushed, her neck splotchy and her lips swollen from kisses. She seemed to have difficult focusing, so Willow dug her fingernails into her wrists. "Was that a good apology, Dawn?" she asked, feeling Faith begin to shudder beneath her in orgasm.
"Oh yes, oh yes, oh god that feels fantastic Willow," babbled Dawn.
"Then you're just gonna love this," smiled Willow as she pulled out of Faith's clenching ass. Dropping to her knees, she extended her tongue and slowly licked down Faith's sweat soaked back, along her spine, and then just skimmed over Faith's still hot and horny asshole. Faith arched her body, hissing, and Willow pressed her angle of attack downwards, along Faith's gushing pussy and down to Dawn's bottom half.
Dawn's eyes flew up despite the sense of stupor pressing down on her, as Willow's tongue started pressing at her asshole. Oh god, no-one had ever... she'd never even thought of... oh fuck, that felt good.
It was one of those things you didn't think of, that you just did, and Willow felt a surge of power as Dawn's fingernails clawed down Faith's back. She slowly slid back up and gently pushed Faith to the side. "Roll over," she whispered. She backed up and wiped her strap on clean as Faith lay on the bed. Dawn rolled with the slayer, then perched above her, eyes closed as Faith’s cock sank even deeper in, rocking back and forth on it, as if trying to accommodate its girth.
Willow cuddled up against Dawn and whispered in her ear. "You liked my tongue in your ass, didn't you?" Her fingers trailed over Dawn's neck to her lips, her own body tightening in desire as they slid inside Dawn's mouth. She felt wetness coating her thighs as Dawn's hot little tongue arrowed slowly around them, and when she was satisfied they were good and wet, she pulled them out with a soft popping sound then repositioned them at the younger girl's ass. She slid two in at once, gasping as she felt Faith's strap on through the thin wall of tissue that separated them. Dawn gasped, making Willow come instantly, just the feel of her tight ass clenching around her fingers enough to send her over the edge and back.
Dawn whimpered even more as Willow swayed a little, still stunned by the force of her orgasm, her fingers moving in and out of Dawn's hot, incredibly tight ass. Faith, still coming down from the force of her orgasm weakly smiled up at the slender brunette riding her strap-on. "Fuck, Dawn... you think riding me now is something... just wait," she panted.
Willow just smiled and dropped down to her knees. Getting two fingers in was one thing, the strap-on quite another. Carefully working those digits in and out, she slipped her spare hand around the front of Dawn, and found her hard, throbbing clit. Gently rolling it between her fingers, she planted a kiss on Dawn's beautiful bottom. Dawn moaned loudly, and found herself slipping even further down onto Faith's strap-on than before.
The sight was intoxicating, the two dark haired girls linked together. She slowly slid back up, running her tongue along the fragile bones of Dawn's vertebrae, then positioned herself at the girl's nether entrance. She held her impossibly still with one hand while the other slid just the head inside. The intrusion made Dawn whimper, especially with her cunt already full of Faith's cock.
"Shh," Willow said, blowing soft air against her neck. "Just relax." She gently circled the girl's clit over and over with her fingers and slowly pushed in, little by little. She took her time, easing out and then back in, until she felt Dawn start to push back against her. Willow's lips parted as she looked over Dawn’s shoulder and down at Faith who was staring up at them, her face slack with desire. "She wants it Faith. She wants us both," she murmured, finally pushing all the way in and making a small scream of pleasure mixed with pain erupt from Dawn's lips. The girl's dark hair was soaked with sweat, and shivers ran down her entire body, causing Willow's nipples to harden even more as she pressed against her naked back.
She rested for a moment, letting Dawn adjust to the intruder within her narrow passage. Faith understood what she was doing and slowly began pumping her strap-on in and out of Dawn’s gushing cunt. “God, you’re wet,” smiled Willow, feeling Faith’s strap-on running through her fingers as she teased Dawn’s erect clit, “You really like this, don’t you?”
Dawn’s eyes were fluttering at the sheer pleasure filling her body. “Never… never felt… so full!” she managed to get out. “I love it… I love it! Fuck me fuck me fuck me!” she screamed, as Willow gave a small little pump of her strap-on deep within Dawn’s asshole.
Each time she slid in and out, the leather of the harness rubbed against her clit. Soon she was fucking Dawn with abandon, just losing herself in the sensations as the force of the movements moved her up and down on top of Faith. Soon she felt her own orgasm building, and she bit sharply into Dawn's soft skin as it shook her. "So good, Dawn, baby, so good," she murmured, letting herself go.
Beneath her, she was vaguely aware of Dawn screaming in ecstasy as the bite triggered her own orgasm. Blinding white lights filled her vision, and she collapsed panting to the bed, somehow being careful enough not to hurt Dawn when she pulled out the strap-on. Willow was dimly aware of Faith and Dawn kissing deeply, and then hands were all over her, soothing her, undoing the straps and pushing back her sweat matted hair.
Finally, the world came back into focus, and her breathing returned to normal-ish levels. Her heartbeat slowly coming down, she looked up from her position on the bed.
Oh, goddess.
Right in front of her, on the other end of the king-sized bed knelt Faith, her face buried into a cushion, her unused strap-on jerking in rhythm as Dawn pounded Faith’s cunt with her strap-on. Sweet, innocent little Dawnie, framed in between Faith’s boots, thrusting into Faith, pulling Faith’s hair back with one hand, causing her to arch her back in sheer pleasure.
The sight was enough to make her want all over again, and she settled for touching herself, her fingers trailing down into her own wetness as she slid them around and around her clit. She focused on the two of them, on the look of absolute lust on Dawn's face, of the way the curve of Faith's ass moved rhythmically up and down. They were hers, both of them were, and as she heard Faith curse, coming with force that sent the pillows flying to the floor, she slid her fingers inside herself, moaning at the intrusion.
Goddess! She was so turned on by the whole thing that her fingers were moving in and out through the wet dampness with a squishing noise. Willow moaned loudly as she brought one thoroughly wet finger down to her own puckered hole, and slowly circled the rosette before slipping it deep inside herself. Her other hand pulled at her hard nipples, before trailing down to play with her clit and pussy.
Murmurs and movement from nearby vaguely registered at the back of her mind, but all her concentration was rapt on her building climax as she added a second finger to that in her ass. So suddenly finding a tongue lapping around her cunt was a total surprise, beaten only by the warm welcoming pussy that descended on her mouth from above. Never one to turn down a gift horse, Willow dived right in, her tongue nipping out and tracing the wet lips above her.
From the leather boots now on either side of her head, Willow realised she was busy eating Faith out. And that meant Dawn was the one licking her…. And with that very thought, Willow exploded into another raging orgasm.
Even while her body contorted and she struggled to breather, her tongue continued to slick over Faith's shaven folds. Faith’s taste was rich and heady, and soon her lover reached a shuddering orgasm that left them both breathless. She was about to say something when she heard a low murmur, and then Dawn was pulling her to the edge of the bed.
"Get down on your knees," the slim girl said, her lips twitching up in a smirk. "It's about time we had a turn at you."
Faith leant back at the head of the bed and made rude beckoning gestures with her strap-on to Willow. “Why don’t you get over here, Red, and show me some more of your skills?” she said firmly, beckoning the witch over.
Willow slowly got down on her knees and crawled over to where Faith was, moving as erotically as she could. Raising her bottom as high up in the air Willow slowly bent her head down and extended her tongue to lightly lick off the juices on the strap-on in front of her. It tasted so new, so different, so tasty that she knew it was Dawn’s.
Behind her, Willow felt warm breath on her ass, and she shuddered in sheer delight as Dawn’s tongue lightly ran once over her throbbing pussy then up towards her asshole. She whimpered slightly at the feel of the hot, wet tongue then groaned as she felt fingers sliding inside her cunt. With a few flicks of Dawn's wrist, she moaned and was grinding against the other girl's hand.
"Someone's eager," Dawn said with a laugh.
"Of course she is." Faith wrapped her fingers in Willow's hair and pulled her head closer. "Show us how eager, Red. Take it. Take it good."
Her words made Willow squirm with desire, and she slowly lowered her mouth onto the strap-on, taking it in as far as it would go and keeping her eyes upon Faith's as it hit the back of her throat.
"That's right," Faith said, pulling her hair. At the same time she felt the flat of Dawn's hand hit her ass, and she moaned, the sound distorted by the dildo filling her mouth. Dawn spanked her again, hard, hard enough to sting, and she closed her eyes in ecstasy as she felt the head of the second strap-on pushing against her, demanding entrance.
And then the little tease took it away! “No….” murmured Dawn thoughtfully, “I have a much better idea…” Instead Dawn reached out and spread Willow’s smooth cheeks apart, revealing her asshole clearly. Willow bucked up, trying to shove her the needy orifice against Dawn’s mouth. This time Dawn met her effort with her tongue, digging it deeply into her crack, and licking her anus.
Pulling back, Dawn stared hungrily at Willow’s firm, perfect buttocks spread wide apart, slick with her saliva. “Wet enough yet?” she enquired, inserting two fingers deep into Willow’s cunt.
Willow could only nod as her mouth moved up and down the shaft of Faith's strap on. Her cheeks hollowed out as she sucked it, and Faith just smirked and dug her nails into Willow’s already tender scalp. Dawn tilted her head to the side and looked up at Faith consideringly. "What do you think? Is she?" She slid her fingers out and held them up for Faith to suck, then coated Willow's nipple with the other girl's saliva.
"I think so," Faith gasped as she felt Willow's fingers sliding along her folds. "I think she's ready." Willow moaned low in agreement and wiggled her ass temptingly in front of Dawn.
A garbled noise like please escaped her throat, and Dawn laughed. "If you're sure."
She parted the ass cheeks yet again and then slid in, pausing only for a second before burying the cock completely. Willow screamed, the sound muffled by the cock stuffed in her mouth, then whimpered, her fingers driving into Faith as Dawn began to slide in and out.
“Oh fuck, oh fuck, oh fuck!” swore Dawn, as the repeated impacts into Willow’s asshole sent ripples of pleasure through her body, her throbbing clit bumping the strap-on on every stroke.
Willow moaned in wordless ecstasy as the dildo pounded deep inside her, filling her, spreading her. Her hands busy working inside Faith’s cunt while Faith pressed her slutty head down onto the second strap-on, making her gag. Goddess! She hadn’t felt this way for years, so filled and loved at the same time.
And then Dawn’s hands were reaching down under her, spreading her pussy lips wide before sinking two… no, three…. no, four fingers inside her gushing cunt, and her thumb was flicking expertly over Willow’s clit.
She could feel the pressure of the orgasm building inside of her, her body barely able to take what was being demanded of it. The world was nothing but pleasure and cock and hands, and she was coming.
Her scream was gagged, and all she let out was a long series of wails as her body contorted beneath Dawn. She couldn't think, couldn't breathe, could only make a muffled noise as tears streamed down her cheeks and her cunt clenched down on Dawn's fingers so tightly she was afraid they'd break.
Faith's voice was a hoarse whisper. "Give it to me, Red, give it to me. You're mine. You're ours. Your cunt, your ass, your mouth. All ours. Our whore, our little red haired whore."
And Faith was pulling out the dildo from her mouth, and Dawn was increasingly thrusting into her deeper and faster and harder and quicker and she was there. And Faith was pulling Willow’s head onto her own oh so wet pussy, and Willow could do nothing but bury herself in the cunt before her, licking and sucking and swallowing that heavenly nectar until she could feel it coming again, rising up inside her, building up to an almighty crash.
“You’re ours, all ours, fuck us, suck us, all ours,” she could dimly hear Faith saying. And she came like she’d never before. Bright white flashes of light, the feeling of complete and utter fulfilment and wholeness. Screaming out both Faith and Dawn’s names into the cunt before her.
There was a moment where the world buzzed, and then the three of them collapsed in an exhausted pile of long, soft girl limbs and tangled, sweaty hair.
Willow stared at the ceiling, a smile coming to her lips as she contemplated the skylight. "You know what I'd really like right now?" she asked, running her hand over Dawn's hair.
"A shower?" Faith asked, nibbling her neck.
"No." Willow pouted. "I was going to say a banana split."
Faith snickered. "Isn't that what we already had?"
"Why yes," said Dawn, smiling satedly, "But we never got to use that whipped cream I brought..."
~Fin~
~Epilogue~
Fuck, these Slayer dreams were good. Real good. Her and two other females in the most exciting, depraved hot sweaty sex ever. She didn’t want to wake up.
Faith eventually rolled over, and blearily opened her eyes. Fuck, was that someone next to her in the bed? She blinked some more and dimly recognised Willow from all that red hair. Holy shit - Willow was naked. Had they..? Like the dreams?
There was a muffled yawn from behind her and a shifting in someone's sleep. Faith blinked. Two people? Pretty good, even by her standards. Oh crap. Oh crap oh crap. Dawn. Oh god - Buffy was going to kill her. But as the memories of last night flooded back, a grin crossed her face. So totally worth it.
The universe having a perverse sense of humour, it was at this point that Buffy stormed in.
“What the fuck!” she swore, coming to a halt at the side of the bed, staring at all three of the occupants. Faith put her head in her hands. Oh fuck.
“You!” exclaimed Buffy, hands on her hips, “Oooo... You and Willow with the sex and the thrashing and the kinky stuff and the whipped cream and the… and the… And with DAWN!!!”
Faith attempted a weak smile and shrugged her shoulders. “Um… ooops?” she tried.
“And worse of all,” yelled Buffy, “You never invited me!” She glared and with a fluid motion pulled her top off.
Faith blinked. Then blinked again. She tried to say something, but by this time Buffy’s bra had joined the top on the floor, and all that came out was “Mwgah?”
“My,” purred Buffy, sliding her skirt and panties off in one move, “I do hope you’re more talented with that tongue than it sounds like.” She crawled onto the bed, fully naked now, and slowly moved towards Faith on all fours. “Slayer strength, Faith…. Slayer speed…. and oh, so definitely Slayer stamina. Don’t you think that sounds fun?”
Faith somehow found herself backed up against the head of the bed, sheet held protectively against her breasts, swallowing hard. “Mwgah?” she said again.
Buffy just smiled, and slowly pulled the sheet away….
….and fell out of bed in her Cleveland bedroom. “What?” What?” she mumbled, as the reality of the situation hit her.
Fuck, these Slayer dreams were realistic - and normally trying to tell her something. Buffy eyed the phone on her bedside table.
Maybe she should phone Dawn, and see how they were all doing….
~Fin~
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Originally posted : here.
Twisting the Hellmouth : no.
Rating: NC-17
Setting: Post Buffy season 7.
Characters: Dawn/Faith/Willow
Word count: 5,266
Disclaimer: Buffy and the gang belong to Joss Whedon and Mutant Enemy.
Summary: The first field trip for one of the New Council’s Away Teams goes well. It’s the celebrating afterwards that gets out of hand…
Author's Notes: For the buffyverse1000 pairings challenge. Co-Written by the very talented sweetjane_69.
It was all Giles’s fault, Dawn later decided.
If he’d hadn’t come up with this new field team idea, then nothing would have happened.
Thinking up the combination of one Slayer, one Witch and a Watcher was, she admitted, a good idea and covered most of the bases for any emergency that could pop up. Naturally, for the first test run of just sending a team off on its own, Giles had stacked the team by placing Willow on it, along with Faith as the most experienced Slayer then present. Dawn was the odd one out.
Sure, she was a trainee Watcher (and hadn’t that decision gone down well with Buffy), but field trip? Already? Not exactly on her expected To-Do list. But Giles was busy dealing with the old Council’s affairs, Xander was still fixing up the new Cleveland headquarters, Robin was off in England dealing with that end, and Andrew… No. Just no to Andrew.
So that was how Away Team One was formed. All Giles’s fault, definitely.
She’d have to give him a kiss for it when they got back.
Dawn wasn’t stupid.
She’d seen some of the looks Willow and Faith had shared on the way back from slaying the Lazarine demon that had been haunting the Kerns house. Willow had been in the back of their rental car on the way to the hotel they’d been staying in, checking over Faith, and Dawn was fairly sure something had been going on there. Not to mention the ‘mysterious’ computer error that had reassigned their rooms to one double and one single, instead of the three singles that Dawn had definitely booked.
All things considered though, she hadn’t expected to walk into the double room that Faith and Willow had claimed, and see Willow eating out Faith’s pussy.
“Oh, for god’s sake!” she exclaimed, rolling her eyes.
Willow quickly scrambled to her feet from where she’d been kneeling at the end of the double bed and flushed with embarrassment. Realising she was completely nude apart from a pair of stockings, she flushed again, and made an abortive attempt to cover herself. “Um… Dawnie?” she muttered, “Wasn’t expecting you tonight…”
Faith, lying back in the bed with only a pair of thigh high leather boots on (and how had she managed to sneak those along in her bag?) just shrugged and smirked. “Hey, D,” she waved, “By the way, this is exactly what it looks like.”
Dawn rolled her eyes again. “Yeah, like I haven’t spent enough years hanging round Buffy to know the whole horny after Slaying thing. And you? So not a surprise.”
As Faith tried to work out whether she’d been insulted or complimented, Dawn turned to Willow. “And you, Willow? I knew things weren’t going too well with Kennedy, but this is a little extreme.”
Willow gave up trying to hide her body behind her arms, and just looked at Dawn. “Sweetie, you know Kennedy and I are drifting apart. Maybe it is at the speed of a tectonic plate, but it’s just as inevitable.”
Faith stretched and stood up from the bed. “As for me,” she said strolling over next to Dawn, “I’m been in an all-woman prison for four years - I’m rather good at the all-girl shit by now. I still like the dick every now and then, but that’s what the strap-ons are for.”
Dawn looked at the bed behind Faith. Oh, that’s what those were. She looked back and almost let out a small surprised sound. Faith had come right up beside her, and was quite openly appraising Dawn. “Oh, Robin was fun for a while, but way too serious for me,” mused Faith, her gaze roaming up and down Dawn’s body. “Just be glad Willow came along D, otherwise I might have been making some moves on you.”
Dawn swallowed, and looked into Faith’s eyes. She was completely serious. Dawn took a deep breath, let it out and said “Okay then.”
“What?” said Faith, with one of the most confused looks on her face that Dawn had ever seen.
“Show me,” said Dawn simply, unbuttoning her blouse.
Willow’s brow furrowed in concern, and she too stepped up next to Dawn. “Are you sure about this, honey? I mean, you’ve never done this before… have you? As far as I know you’ve never done this before though now I think of it you did use to ask a lot of questions of Tara and Goddess, now I’m babbling again…”
Willow stopped babbling for one reason; Dawn was kissing her deeply and passionately. Finally breaking their lips apart, Dawn smiled at Willow. “Does this look like I’m kidding?” she said, and pushed her skirt and panties down to the floor.
Faith whistled, enjoying the sight before her - the redhead and the slender brunette embracing before her. Hell if she was gonna be left out of that…
Dawn was busy kissing Willow deeply, her tongue driving inside Willow’s soft, yielding mouth, when she felt hands running along her now naked back and deftly undoing her sole remaining piece of clothing. It couldn’t be Willow removing her bra, because her hands were busy running up and down Dawn’s bottom.
Oh god, it all felt so good. For what might have been the first real time in her life, Dawn was incredibly turned on - and this was just from kissing and a little fondling. She could feel Faith directly behind her, nibbling the back of her neck and trailing slow kisses down along her spine. Dawn moaned in delight as Faith reversed the process, she could feel Faith’s breasts pressed into her back, and the skin on skin contact sent pulses of excitement straight to her clit.
“If you liked that, Dawn,” purred Faith, “Then you’re going to love this!” She ran her warm hands along Dawn’s stomach and moved straight upwards to Dawn’s aching breasts. Dawn gasped and dragged air back into her suddenly weak body. She ran her hands up and down Willow’s back, glorying in the new sensations running through her body.
Suddenly, Willow dropped to her knees and pressed her mouth ever so gently over Dawn’s folds, breathing warm moist air in a circular pattern. Dawn would have fallen to the floor at the sudden surge of pleasure that flooded her body had Faith not supported her, clasping her body to Dawn’s. Willow slowly stretched out her tongue and licked either side of Dawn’s cunt, sending another wave of delight through her. “Oh fuck, oh fuck…” she swore, as Faith kissed the nape of her neck again and nibbled her way around to Dawn’s ear.
Holding Dawn’s buttocks tightly in her grasp, Willow eagerly lapped away at Dawn’s dripping wet pussy. Above her, Faith was caressing and playing with Dawn’s breasts, twiddling her taut nipples between thumb and finger. An amazingly intense and utterly unfamiliar feeling was rushing through Dawn, rising in intensity. Wordlessly, Dawn panted and mewed until Faith kissed her way along to Dawn’s mouth.
Kissing Faith deeply, feeling Willow licking and sucking her pussy, Dawn felt the feelings getting stronger and stronger. And then Willow was sucking her throbbing clit between her hot lips, and Faith squeezed her nipples, and Dawn came. White lights flashed through her head and a wave of sheer pleasure exploded within her.
Vaguely, she was aware of her legs buckling, and then of her body being laid down on the bed. There was murmuring and movement off to one side, while Dawn just tried to catch her breath once more. Eventually, the world came back into focus, and she looked up.
There were Faith and Willow, standing next to her, taking it in turn to kiss and lick each other’s breasts. Dawn’s eyes widened - they were each now wearing those strap-ons that she’d seen on the bed before. Did they mean to…?
Faith noticed Dawn stirring and reluctantly pushed Willow off her firm breast. Smiling seductively, she moved forward to right between Dawn’s parted legs. “Ready for round two, D?” she purred.
“Believe me, you’ll enjoy it,” smiled Willow, reaching out and idly tracing a hand across Dawn’s chest. “And anyhow, as our guest, guess it’s your choice now…”
“Well,” said Dawn, smiling, “I think Faith’s the one with all the Slayer speed and power here. Sorry Willow, but that tongue of yours was fucking amazing!” Willow leant over and kissed Dawn softly, as Faith got into position.
"Just be gentle with me, k?" whimpered Dawn gazing up at the two of them above her. "I've never done... y'know, this... before.”
Faith exchanged an amused glance with Willow. "You wanted gentle, D, you should have asked Willow first," she purred, and with one thrust, buried her strap-on deep within Dawn.
Dawn made a low sound halfway between a whimper and a groan, that only intensified as Willow's hand slid down in between their joined bodies, her fingers briefly brushing over first hers, then Faith's clit. "Relax Dawn," she whispered. Her free hand ran down Faith's spine and she leaned in to whisper in the other girl's ear. "Just wait, you're next." The head of her own strap on slid against Faith's thigh, making the other woman pause for a moment as she began to fuck Dawn. "The question is, Faithy, just where I'm going to put it."
Faith groaned audibly at the very thought,and slowed her own thrusts into Dawn. She leaned forward, arching her own back, and gently kissed Dawn on the lips. "No worries, short stuff," she whispered, "Looks like I'm gonna be punished myself."
"You certainly are, Missy," Willow murmured. She slid both hands down the Slayer's back, pausing to admire the well defined muscles, before gently caressing the curves of her ass. "So nice, so very nice," she whispered softly against Faith's skin as she pressed a kiss against one shoulder blade. The head of the strap on gently slid in between Faith's thighs, the tip just teasing the pink lips of her cunt.
Willow could practically feel the wetness emanating off of her, but she continued to hold back as Faith slowly slid in and out of Dawn. Her fingers moved in a slow circle around Faith's clit, and finally she guided the strap on back and pressed it against the tightness of Faith's ass. By now the Slayer was making little moaning noises that blended with Dawn's cries. "You want something?" Willow asked, her voice seductive and slow, like pooling honey.
There was just something about the image on front of her that caught at Willow, made her commit this deeply to memory where she could bring it out in days to come and look back and remember. Faith, her brunette hair sweat dampened and tossed carelessly over one shoulder, gazing back at her with lust-filled, begging her. Dawn, her legs spread wide for Faith's continual thrusts, her fists clutching the bedsheets tightly as she came for the third time
And, oh god, the way Faith stood there in those thigh-high leather boots, thrusting out her own ass, wanting Willow, needing Willow. "Fuck me, Willow," she demanded, "I've been bad, I've been very bad, punish me!" she panted. Willow smiled and licked her index finger slowly, deliberately, where Faith could see it, then slid it down between their bodies until it rested tantalisingly at Faith's rear entrance.
She slid it in slowly, loving the way Faith's ass clenched down around it. "I wish I had a dick," she whispered in Faith’s ear as the other girl's lips parted. "I'd sink it into you, pin you down like you're pinning Dawnie …" She slid a second finger inside, smirking when Faith's eyes closed. "Oh yes, you've been bad, very bad, and you need to be punished, don't you? You want to be punished."
The lubricant spread over the head of the strap-on as she guided it to Faith's ass. "You want this, don't you?" she asked, sliding it into place and nudging gently as she replaced her fingers with the tip.
"Yes," Faith pleaded, her whole body straining back, her head down, her thighs parting slightly, torn between what she was doing to Dawn and what Willow was about to do to her. When Willow slowly slid in, she had to pull back so she could see the moment when the strap on disappeared inside Faith. It was obscene, in a way, but beautiful to see Faith stretch to take the massive cock. As she sunk in all the way, Faith hissed and pushed harder into Dawn.
"Hurts, doesn't it?" Willow asked, giving her a moment to adjust before sliding in and quickly out again.
"Yes, oh yes," panted Faith. "It hurts, it hurts so much." Her voice was choked, and her eyes were full of lust. "Please," she whispered. "Harder."
Willow pulled Faith up and off the upper half of Dawn. She was amused to see Faith carry on almost automatically moving in and out of Dawn, her thrusts carrying her deeper onto Willow's strap-on. "Oh god, oh god, oh god," Faith moaned. A thin smile crossed Willow's lips - normally she was the babbling one.
Pressing herself into Faith's back, she gently nibbled at Faith's neck, while stretching and tugging hard at Faith's rock-hard nipples. Softly blowing down Faith's neck, she nipped at Faith's earlobe. "You need to apologise to Dawn, don't you? Show her you're sorry, show her that you deserved to be punished," she whispered, punctuating each point with an extra deep thrust within Faith's ass.
"Yes," Faith said, leaning forward. Her lips met Dawn's, the two of them kissing desperately, Dawn's hands running down Faith's back until Willow grabbed them, pinning the Slayer in between the two of them. She hadn't planned on this, any of this, but now she needed both of them submitting to her like she'd needed the magic. It kept the darkness away.
Her movements forced Faith to slide in and out of Dawn, and the Slayer whispered a plethora of apologies and pleas as Willow fucked her with sharp, deep strokes. Willow squeezed Dawn's hands to get her attention. The younger girl's face was flushed, her neck splotchy and her lips swollen from kisses. She seemed to have difficult focusing, so Willow dug her fingernails into her wrists. "Was that a good apology, Dawn?" she asked, feeling Faith begin to shudder beneath her in orgasm.
"Oh yes, oh yes, oh god that feels fantastic Willow," babbled Dawn.
"Then you're just gonna love this," smiled Willow as she pulled out of Faith's clenching ass. Dropping to her knees, she extended her tongue and slowly licked down Faith's sweat soaked back, along her spine, and then just skimmed over Faith's still hot and horny asshole. Faith arched her body, hissing, and Willow pressed her angle of attack downwards, along Faith's gushing pussy and down to Dawn's bottom half.
Dawn's eyes flew up despite the sense of stupor pressing down on her, as Willow's tongue started pressing at her asshole. Oh god, no-one had ever... she'd never even thought of... oh fuck, that felt good.
It was one of those things you didn't think of, that you just did, and Willow felt a surge of power as Dawn's fingernails clawed down Faith's back. She slowly slid back up and gently pushed Faith to the side. "Roll over," she whispered. She backed up and wiped her strap on clean as Faith lay on the bed. Dawn rolled with the slayer, then perched above her, eyes closed as Faith’s cock sank even deeper in, rocking back and forth on it, as if trying to accommodate its girth.
Willow cuddled up against Dawn and whispered in her ear. "You liked my tongue in your ass, didn't you?" Her fingers trailed over Dawn's neck to her lips, her own body tightening in desire as they slid inside Dawn's mouth. She felt wetness coating her thighs as Dawn's hot little tongue arrowed slowly around them, and when she was satisfied they were good and wet, she pulled them out with a soft popping sound then repositioned them at the younger girl's ass. She slid two in at once, gasping as she felt Faith's strap on through the thin wall of tissue that separated them. Dawn gasped, making Willow come instantly, just the feel of her tight ass clenching around her fingers enough to send her over the edge and back.
Dawn whimpered even more as Willow swayed a little, still stunned by the force of her orgasm, her fingers moving in and out of Dawn's hot, incredibly tight ass. Faith, still coming down from the force of her orgasm weakly smiled up at the slender brunette riding her strap-on. "Fuck, Dawn... you think riding me now is something... just wait," she panted.
Willow just smiled and dropped down to her knees. Getting two fingers in was one thing, the strap-on quite another. Carefully working those digits in and out, she slipped her spare hand around the front of Dawn, and found her hard, throbbing clit. Gently rolling it between her fingers, she planted a kiss on Dawn's beautiful bottom. Dawn moaned loudly, and found herself slipping even further down onto Faith's strap-on than before.
The sight was intoxicating, the two dark haired girls linked together. She slowly slid back up, running her tongue along the fragile bones of Dawn's vertebrae, then positioned herself at the girl's nether entrance. She held her impossibly still with one hand while the other slid just the head inside. The intrusion made Dawn whimper, especially with her cunt already full of Faith's cock.
"Shh," Willow said, blowing soft air against her neck. "Just relax." She gently circled the girl's clit over and over with her fingers and slowly pushed in, little by little. She took her time, easing out and then back in, until she felt Dawn start to push back against her. Willow's lips parted as she looked over Dawn’s shoulder and down at Faith who was staring up at them, her face slack with desire. "She wants it Faith. She wants us both," she murmured, finally pushing all the way in and making a small scream of pleasure mixed with pain erupt from Dawn's lips. The girl's dark hair was soaked with sweat, and shivers ran down her entire body, causing Willow's nipples to harden even more as she pressed against her naked back.
She rested for a moment, letting Dawn adjust to the intruder within her narrow passage. Faith understood what she was doing and slowly began pumping her strap-on in and out of Dawn’s gushing cunt. “God, you’re wet,” smiled Willow, feeling Faith’s strap-on running through her fingers as she teased Dawn’s erect clit, “You really like this, don’t you?”
Dawn’s eyes were fluttering at the sheer pleasure filling her body. “Never… never felt… so full!” she managed to get out. “I love it… I love it! Fuck me fuck me fuck me!” she screamed, as Willow gave a small little pump of her strap-on deep within Dawn’s asshole.
Each time she slid in and out, the leather of the harness rubbed against her clit. Soon she was fucking Dawn with abandon, just losing herself in the sensations as the force of the movements moved her up and down on top of Faith. Soon she felt her own orgasm building, and she bit sharply into Dawn's soft skin as it shook her. "So good, Dawn, baby, so good," she murmured, letting herself go.
Beneath her, she was vaguely aware of Dawn screaming in ecstasy as the bite triggered her own orgasm. Blinding white lights filled her vision, and she collapsed panting to the bed, somehow being careful enough not to hurt Dawn when she pulled out the strap-on. Willow was dimly aware of Faith and Dawn kissing deeply, and then hands were all over her, soothing her, undoing the straps and pushing back her sweat matted hair.
Finally, the world came back into focus, and her breathing returned to normal-ish levels. Her heartbeat slowly coming down, she looked up from her position on the bed.
Oh, goddess.
Right in front of her, on the other end of the king-sized bed knelt Faith, her face buried into a cushion, her unused strap-on jerking in rhythm as Dawn pounded Faith’s cunt with her strap-on. Sweet, innocent little Dawnie, framed in between Faith’s boots, thrusting into Faith, pulling Faith’s hair back with one hand, causing her to arch her back in sheer pleasure.
The sight was enough to make her want all over again, and she settled for touching herself, her fingers trailing down into her own wetness as she slid them around and around her clit. She focused on the two of them, on the look of absolute lust on Dawn's face, of the way the curve of Faith's ass moved rhythmically up and down. They were hers, both of them were, and as she heard Faith curse, coming with force that sent the pillows flying to the floor, she slid her fingers inside herself, moaning at the intrusion.
Goddess! She was so turned on by the whole thing that her fingers were moving in and out through the wet dampness with a squishing noise. Willow moaned loudly as she brought one thoroughly wet finger down to her own puckered hole, and slowly circled the rosette before slipping it deep inside herself. Her other hand pulled at her hard nipples, before trailing down to play with her clit and pussy.
Murmurs and movement from nearby vaguely registered at the back of her mind, but all her concentration was rapt on her building climax as she added a second finger to that in her ass. So suddenly finding a tongue lapping around her cunt was a total surprise, beaten only by the warm welcoming pussy that descended on her mouth from above. Never one to turn down a gift horse, Willow dived right in, her tongue nipping out and tracing the wet lips above her.
From the leather boots now on either side of her head, Willow realised she was busy eating Faith out. And that meant Dawn was the one licking her…. And with that very thought, Willow exploded into another raging orgasm.
Even while her body contorted and she struggled to breather, her tongue continued to slick over Faith's shaven folds. Faith’s taste was rich and heady, and soon her lover reached a shuddering orgasm that left them both breathless. She was about to say something when she heard a low murmur, and then Dawn was pulling her to the edge of the bed.
"Get down on your knees," the slim girl said, her lips twitching up in a smirk. "It's about time we had a turn at you."
Faith leant back at the head of the bed and made rude beckoning gestures with her strap-on to Willow. “Why don’t you get over here, Red, and show me some more of your skills?” she said firmly, beckoning the witch over.
Willow slowly got down on her knees and crawled over to where Faith was, moving as erotically as she could. Raising her bottom as high up in the air Willow slowly bent her head down and extended her tongue to lightly lick off the juices on the strap-on in front of her. It tasted so new, so different, so tasty that she knew it was Dawn’s.
Behind her, Willow felt warm breath on her ass, and she shuddered in sheer delight as Dawn’s tongue lightly ran once over her throbbing pussy then up towards her asshole. She whimpered slightly at the feel of the hot, wet tongue then groaned as she felt fingers sliding inside her cunt. With a few flicks of Dawn's wrist, she moaned and was grinding against the other girl's hand.
"Someone's eager," Dawn said with a laugh.
"Of course she is." Faith wrapped her fingers in Willow's hair and pulled her head closer. "Show us how eager, Red. Take it. Take it good."
Her words made Willow squirm with desire, and she slowly lowered her mouth onto the strap-on, taking it in as far as it would go and keeping her eyes upon Faith's as it hit the back of her throat.
"That's right," Faith said, pulling her hair. At the same time she felt the flat of Dawn's hand hit her ass, and she moaned, the sound distorted by the dildo filling her mouth. Dawn spanked her again, hard, hard enough to sting, and she closed her eyes in ecstasy as she felt the head of the second strap-on pushing against her, demanding entrance.
And then the little tease took it away! “No….” murmured Dawn thoughtfully, “I have a much better idea…” Instead Dawn reached out and spread Willow’s smooth cheeks apart, revealing her asshole clearly. Willow bucked up, trying to shove her the needy orifice against Dawn’s mouth. This time Dawn met her effort with her tongue, digging it deeply into her crack, and licking her anus.
Pulling back, Dawn stared hungrily at Willow’s firm, perfect buttocks spread wide apart, slick with her saliva. “Wet enough yet?” she enquired, inserting two fingers deep into Willow’s cunt.
Willow could only nod as her mouth moved up and down the shaft of Faith's strap on. Her cheeks hollowed out as she sucked it, and Faith just smirked and dug her nails into Willow’s already tender scalp. Dawn tilted her head to the side and looked up at Faith consideringly. "What do you think? Is she?" She slid her fingers out and held them up for Faith to suck, then coated Willow's nipple with the other girl's saliva.
"I think so," Faith gasped as she felt Willow's fingers sliding along her folds. "I think she's ready." Willow moaned low in agreement and wiggled her ass temptingly in front of Dawn.
A garbled noise like please escaped her throat, and Dawn laughed. "If you're sure."
She parted the ass cheeks yet again and then slid in, pausing only for a second before burying the cock completely. Willow screamed, the sound muffled by the cock stuffed in her mouth, then whimpered, her fingers driving into Faith as Dawn began to slide in and out.
“Oh fuck, oh fuck, oh fuck!” swore Dawn, as the repeated impacts into Willow’s asshole sent ripples of pleasure through her body, her throbbing clit bumping the strap-on on every stroke.
Willow moaned in wordless ecstasy as the dildo pounded deep inside her, filling her, spreading her. Her hands busy working inside Faith’s cunt while Faith pressed her slutty head down onto the second strap-on, making her gag. Goddess! She hadn’t felt this way for years, so filled and loved at the same time.
And then Dawn’s hands were reaching down under her, spreading her pussy lips wide before sinking two… no, three…. no, four fingers inside her gushing cunt, and her thumb was flicking expertly over Willow’s clit.
She could feel the pressure of the orgasm building inside of her, her body barely able to take what was being demanded of it. The world was nothing but pleasure and cock and hands, and she was coming.
Her scream was gagged, and all she let out was a long series of wails as her body contorted beneath Dawn. She couldn't think, couldn't breathe, could only make a muffled noise as tears streamed down her cheeks and her cunt clenched down on Dawn's fingers so tightly she was afraid they'd break.
Faith's voice was a hoarse whisper. "Give it to me, Red, give it to me. You're mine. You're ours. Your cunt, your ass, your mouth. All ours. Our whore, our little red haired whore."
And Faith was pulling out the dildo from her mouth, and Dawn was increasingly thrusting into her deeper and faster and harder and quicker and she was there. And Faith was pulling Willow’s head onto her own oh so wet pussy, and Willow could do nothing but bury herself in the cunt before her, licking and sucking and swallowing that heavenly nectar until she could feel it coming again, rising up inside her, building up to an almighty crash.
“You’re ours, all ours, fuck us, suck us, all ours,” she could dimly hear Faith saying. And she came like she’d never before. Bright white flashes of light, the feeling of complete and utter fulfilment and wholeness. Screaming out both Faith and Dawn’s names into the cunt before her.
There was a moment where the world buzzed, and then the three of them collapsed in an exhausted pile of long, soft girl limbs and tangled, sweaty hair.
Willow stared at the ceiling, a smile coming to her lips as she contemplated the skylight. "You know what I'd really like right now?" she asked, running her hand over Dawn's hair.
"A shower?" Faith asked, nibbling her neck.
"No." Willow pouted. "I was going to say a banana split."
Faith snickered. "Isn't that what we already had?"
"Why yes," said Dawn, smiling satedly, "But we never got to use that whipped cream I brought..."
~Fin~
~Epilogue~
Fuck, these Slayer dreams were good. Real good. Her and two other females in the most exciting, depraved hot sweaty sex ever. She didn’t want to wake up.
Faith eventually rolled over, and blearily opened her eyes. Fuck, was that someone next to her in the bed? She blinked some more and dimly recognised Willow from all that red hair. Holy shit - Willow was naked. Had they..? Like the dreams?
There was a muffled yawn from behind her and a shifting in someone's sleep. Faith blinked. Two people? Pretty good, even by her standards. Oh crap. Oh crap oh crap. Dawn. Oh god - Buffy was going to kill her. But as the memories of last night flooded back, a grin crossed her face. So totally worth it.
The universe having a perverse sense of humour, it was at this point that Buffy stormed in.
“What the fuck!” she swore, coming to a halt at the side of the bed, staring at all three of the occupants. Faith put her head in her hands. Oh fuck.
“You!” exclaimed Buffy, hands on her hips, “Oooo... You and Willow with the sex and the thrashing and the kinky stuff and the whipped cream and the… and the… And with DAWN!!!”
Faith attempted a weak smile and shrugged her shoulders. “Um… ooops?” she tried.
“And worse of all,” yelled Buffy, “You never invited me!” She glared and with a fluid motion pulled her top off.
Faith blinked. Then blinked again. She tried to say something, but by this time Buffy’s bra had joined the top on the floor, and all that came out was “Mwgah?”
“My,” purred Buffy, sliding her skirt and panties off in one move, “I do hope you’re more talented with that tongue than it sounds like.” She crawled onto the bed, fully naked now, and slowly moved towards Faith on all fours. “Slayer strength, Faith…. Slayer speed…. and oh, so definitely Slayer stamina. Don’t you think that sounds fun?”
Faith somehow found herself backed up against the head of the bed, sheet held protectively against her breasts, swallowing hard. “Mwgah?” she said again.
Buffy just smiled, and slowly pulled the sheet away….
….and fell out of bed in her Cleveland bedroom. “What?” What?” she mumbled, as the reality of the situation hit her.
Fuck, these Slayer dreams were realistic - and normally trying to tell her something. Buffy eyed the phone on her bedside table.
Maybe she should phone Dawn, and see how they were all doing….
~Fin~
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