Playing Games

"So?" Buffy asked.

"You were right," Joyce admitted.

"What?!" Buffy exclaims, shocked.

"Calm down, she just... squeezed one off and fell asleep wrapped around him. He's a bit confused, but kept holding her anyway."

"That's... nice of him?" Buffy guessed, as she worked out how she felt about things. On the one hand, her best male friend had just helped her little sister have an orgasm, on the other hand, he had no idea what he'd done and was just trying to help.

"It was very nice of him to not embarrass Dawn for using him like her own personal sex toy without regard for his thoughts or feelings," Joyce said firmly. "And it was cute how he offered his use any time, clearly confused, but just wanting to help her."

"Really confused?" Buffy asked, beginning to see the humor in the situation.

"Really, and it just made him look so adorable," Joyce said with a smile, as she set the table.

Buffy didn't comment, hearing Xander come down the stairs.

"So what's the what?" he asked.

"Hope you're hungry," Joyce said, "Cause I made meatloaf."

"I'm a teenage boy, hungry is mandatory," he assured her.

Buffy grinned. "Well, you wake the brat while I help Mom get things ready."

"Be nice to your sister," Joyce ordered.

"I am," Buffy said. "I'm having Xander wake her instead of me and a cup of water."

Joyce rolled her eyes. "Dinner's not for another five, but Dawn is notoriously hard to wake."

"I half vays of vaking mein freuleins," Xander said with an exaggerated German accent. "Have no fears, if all else fails I'll carry her down here."

"Thanks, Xander," Joyce said.

"No problem," he replied, going upstairs and returning to the scene of the crime... err, Dawn's room. Opening the door he was relieved to find that the room only faintly smelled like Dawn's pussy, and unless you'd had your nose buried in it you'd probably never notice. "Time for dinner," Xander said softly, as he leaned down and shook Dawn's shoulder.

Dawn reached up and wrapped her arms around Xander, pulling him back down into her bed.

"You have to get up, Dawnie. Dinner awaits," he said, standing up and bringing her with him.

"Not hungry," she said sleepily, wrapping her legs around him.

"I think the smell of your mom's cooking will change your mind," he said, carrying her downstairs.

Joyce smiled at seeing her youngest attached to Xander like a sleepy Koala bear.

Xander sat down in his seat with a grin. "Well, I'm starved, when do we eat?"

Buffy rolled her eyes at Xander, but didn't say anything, while Joyce laid out the food. Dinner proceeded as normal, albeit with Xander feeding a quiet Dawn a bite every now and again while they talked. "I think I prefer her this way," Buffy said. "Nice work, Xander. We should have you do this more often."

Joyce almost choked on her coffee as she laughed.

Buffy blushed bright red. “I didn't mean... erm... you calmed her... I'm shutting up now."

"I hope we haven't made you too uncomfortable," Joyce said.

"I'm good," Xander said, fighting off his own blush. "I'm happy to help cheer Dawn up when she's in the dumps."

"Thank you for that," Joyce said gratefully. "And I do believe it's getting close to her bed time."

"Night," Dawn said, not moving from where she was.

"I think that was a hint," Buffy said.

"Holiday tomorrow," Dawn replied. "No school."

"He may have other plans," Joyce said gently.

Dawn lifted her head from Xander's chest and looked into his eyes, silently asking him to stay with her.

He didn't stand a chance.

"Is it alright if I stay the night?" Xander asked.

"You don't have to," Joyce said, giving him a way out.

"I consider it a privilege to spend time with Dawn, not a burden," he said.

Dawn purred loudly before saying, "Bedtime, bed's upstairs."

"Sleeping bags and the living room floor," Joyce corrected with a laugh.

"Can I at least cuddle?" Dawn asked.

"If Xander doesn't mind," Joyce allowed.

"Cuddling is always allowed," Xander said, giving Dawn a squeeze.

"I'll get my bag," Dawn said, hopping up and running upstairs.

"She got energetic in a hurry," Buffy said.

"If she gets too grabby, let me know," Joyce said. "I don't want you to feel uncomfortable."

"As long as it's not upsetting you, I'm fine," Xander promised. "It cheers me up just as much as it does her."

Several sleeping bags bounced down the stairs followed by Dawn with a mass of pillows.

"I doubt that," Buffy muttered just loud enough for Joyce to hear as Xander helped Dawn move the coffee table aside and lay out the bedding.

"I believe there is a Mystery Science Theater Three Thousand marathon on tonight," Xander said, turning on the TV while Dawn zipped their sleeping bags together and buffy grabbed a couple of pillows for her own use that Dawn was hoarding.

"Cool," Dawn said, rearranging the remaining pillows and getting comfortable.

Xander kicked off his shoes and got ready for bed, not noticing the female eyes watching him, as he took off his jeans before getting into the sleeping bags Dawn had zipped together for them. Dawn reattached herself to him with a satisfied sigh that Joyce had to grin at.

"Well, I am off to bed, don't stay up too late now," Joyce said, turning off the lights.

"We won't, Mom," the girls chorused as Joyce went upstairs.

* * *

Xander was half awake with a sleeping Dawn in his arms when Buffy whispered, "I'm going to patrol. See you in the morning."

"Be safe," Xander whispered back.

"Will do," Buffy promised before vanishing upstairs to get her weapons and climb out her bedroom window, silent as a shadow.

Xander yawned and felt one of Dawn's hands slide down to the top of his stomach. Looking down, he saw she looked like she was still asleep and returned to watching the show, but with each exhale, her hand seemed to slide a little further down his body until he found himself unconsciously sucking in his stomach to make it easy for her to slip her hand under the waistband of his boxers. The possibility of Dawn being asleep became quite questionable as she wrapped her fingers around his cock and began scooting her entire body down Xander's chest little by little, not opening her eyes or giving any other sign she was awake. Once she'd gotten her head under the covers, she gave up all pretense of sleep and started working Xander's boxers off, which he found himself lifting his butt off the ground to help.

His sense of Deja Vu was unreal as Dawn matched Willow's past actions, wrapping her lips around him and attempting to blow like she was trying to inflate him for a brief second, before realizing how silly that actually was and sucking him like a straw with some brief success.  The hiss from scraped teeth and low moan from a swirled tongue guided her actions as she learned from entirely non-verbal cues how to make Xander respond. Hands tangled in her hair and twitching hips led to her wrapping her hand around the shaft to keep from choking, and discovering just how to stroke him to keep him still. Xander's toes curled as Willow/Dawn demonstrated exactly how fast her learning curve was, even on such an esoteric subject for the twelve year old girl as Sucking Xander's Cock - 101.  He didn't even think to warn her as he exploded in her mouth, but she drank him down like she was dying of thirst.

It was several minutes later when Dawn had taken a breath and he came back to himself, that he recalled the rest of the memory from that night. He would have done anything to avoid a repeat of what had caused both him and Willow to block that night from their memory, but he found himself force to live it out once more!

Dawn's head bobbed beneath the covers as she finished resting her jaw and sought to arouse him once more. Xander cursed his traitorous organ as it swelled under her ministrations to almost painful hardness, before she pulled her mouth off with a comically loud pop and began slipping off her pajamas.

There were some differences from his memory as he was sixteen, not twelve like they'd both been originally, meaning there was a bit of a size difference, but Dawn had gone down on him just as easily as Willow had, regardless of that fact, and her pushing up on his shirt as she crawled up his body to get him to remove it was just as effective even if she was smaller than him this time.

"Alex," she said softly, having decided they'd both grown up enough to dispense with childish nicknames.

Xander looked up at the naked girl lying on top of him, holding herself up with a hand on either side of his head to the light of the cathode ray TV dimly illuminating her features through the curtain of hair that enclosed them in their own little world.

"Love me?" she half asked, half ordered; her tone offering her heart to him and her face set in her first ever use of the resolve face.

Looking into her eyes at the naked yearning, he felt a connection and knew he'd love her forever. His mind scrambled for the right words and for once, he found them. "As you wish," he said, pulling her down for a kiss that made his heart beat so hard he'd briefly wondered if it was going to explode.

Sadly, that was the last thing that had gone right that night. Willow had an unusually thick hymen and a very stubborn will, what followed was painful for both of them and involved a mess of blood and tears that neither had enjoyed. Xander would have slit his own throat to avoid Dawn going through the same pain, but as he looked up and she said, "Love me," he was lost and unable to do anything but obey, regardless of what the consequences would be. He could no more spurn her love than he could stop the sun from rising. "As you wish," he said, and she brought her lips down on his, removing his ability to think of anything but her.

* * *

Joyce had realized back in LA that she hadn't kept as close an eye on Buffy as she should, and she firmly believed that if she'd been a little better informed about what was going on in her daughter's life then all that vampire nonsense could have been avoided. So it was understandable that during a mixed-gender sleepover she'd hidden a baby monitor under the couch so she could make sure her daughters didn't fight over Xander and she'd know if Buffy had been telling the truth about Xander being just a friend.

Awakening to the soft sounds of a sucking and Xander's moans made her sigh. Buffy should have known not to do that with her little sister in the room. "Love me," Dawn's voice sounded clearly from the small speaker next to Joyce's head and her eyes shot wide open.

***

Dawn rubbed her pussy up and down the shaft of Xander's cock, but unlike with Willow when Xander was 12, the size difference came into play, breaking them loose from the repeat as she couldn't line things up as easily. Xander didn't stop kissing her, nor did his hands stop stroking her. The love and desire he felt was, if anything, greater than when he was 12, as he understood more of what exactly was being offered and was more physically and more emotionally ready for such a bond, but he did twitch his hips to the side to prevent her from mounting him as she'd planned.

She groaned and pulled back, frustrated.

"You don't have to do this," Xander said as he captured her hands so she couldn't reach down and line things up.

"I want to," Dawn promised, attempting to get his cock into her, despite the way he was wiggling out of position, by adjusting her own lower half on top of his.

"I don't need sex to love you. I'm happy with holding you," Xander promised. "I will hold and kiss you whenever you want with no sex needed," he swore.

"That means a lot," Dawn said, not stopping her attempts to get Xander inside her while they spoke. "But I want to make love."

Xander whimpered as Dawn slammed her pussy down, pinning his shaft down and slowly inched upwards, keeping him from moving away.  "I will lick your pussy 'til the sun rises,' he groaned. “Doesn't that sound like a better offer? Oral sex now, and whenever you want, but no innie-outie 'til you're older?"

Dawn paused. "That is a very tempting offer," she admitted. "But things change so quickly, you can't really promise that. Here and now we can do what we want and love each other freely. Odds are we will never be in this position again. Feelings change and life... gets in the way of living. I want my first time to be with someone I love in a place where I can feel safe and unhurried, not due to hormones in a semi-public area with some random guy in a rush, like most girls."

"I... I see your point," Xander admitted. "How about a counter offer?"

"I'm listening," Dawn said as she rotated her hips and ground herself against him, making them both moan.

"Instead of sex now, I offer a guarantee of coming over every day after school and helping with homework," he whimpered out.

Dawn chuckled evilly and ground herself against him. "And that's supposed to tempt me?"

"We'd be alone in your room for at least an hour each day, where you'd have your chance to work your wiles on me," he offered. "After homework, because you'd need to get As to avoid suspicion, so we'd have to be very careful."

"I have a counter offer," Dawn replied. "We have sex and then you do that anyway 'cause you love me and want to spend time with me."

"Curse you logic!"

"You love me and I can feel you want this too," Dawn said quietly. "What’s the real reason you don't want to make love to me?"

"I don't want to hurt you," Xander said. "Sex before you are physically ready hurts and that's without even considering if you are emotionally ready."

"I get As in history," Dawn said. "Since time immortal, 12 was considered of age for marriage and that's not even taking into account the changes made by our rich diet and hormone fed beef speeding development."

"You've done your homework," Xander said, surprised.

"Yes," Dawn agreed. "And as for emotionally goes... Have you ever been sky-diving?"

"No," Xander replied, confused.

"No matter how much training and preparation there is, no one is really ready to leap out of a plane. They are only really ready to do it a second time."

"I see your point," Xander admitted. "I'm out of arguments, moral high ground, and will to resist."

"Just as planned," Dawn preened. "Now, help me get you inside me."

"OK," Xander said slowly, "But promise me if there is too much pain we'll stop and wait until you're older."

"I promise," Dawn said solemnly. "Now, enough stalling."

Reaching down between them, he held his cock in place as she positioned herself so the head was just between her pussy lips. He was positive this was going to be a repeat of that horrible night with Willow, but for the promise from Dawn.

Looking him dead in the eye, Dawn pushed down and her eyes opened wide as she sank half way down. "Big!"

"It doesn't hurt?" he asked.

"Pain is not what I'm feeling," Dawn promised, kissing him. "But I have to admit I owe dad for making me take years of gymnastics lessons." At Xander's confused look she explained, "Doing the splits means no messy, painful breaking of the hymen now. You're not disappointed, are you?"

Xander kissed her passionately, causing her to sink all the way down.

"Not disappointed," Dawn said, relieved as she hugged him tightly.

"I'm not big on hymen breaking and I would be happy even if I wasn't your first," he promised.

"Well, you are," Dawn said, squeezing him tightly with her legs. "God, I could lay here with you inside me forever!"

Xander kissed her deeply and rolled his hips, making her moan.

"OK, movement good!" Dawn gasped.

Xander turned so they were lying side by side and pulled Dawn's right leg over his hip. Looking into her eyes, he pulled back and thrust forward.

Dawn's eyes closed as she threw her head back. "Yes!"

"Like that?" Xander teased, trying not to show how much effort it was taking not to roll all the way over and attempt to hammer Dawn through the living room floor.

Dawn peppered his face with kisses. “I love you, but if you stop doing that again, I may have to kill you." They quickly developed a nice, slow rhythm as Xander was determined to make their first time last as long as possible. Dawn stopped kissing him, burying her face in the side of his neck as she moaned, "Yes, yes, yes, yes, yes!" Her nibbling on his neck and whispered endearments in his ear made it even harder to pace himself as she encouraged him to go harder and faster. It seemed to take no time at all before he felt himself reaching his limits as she moaned in his ear, "Please cum, I've been waiting for this my whole life.  Cum inside me! Give it to me, please!"

He lost all semblance of restrain at her urgings, pounding her as hard and fast as he could. He climaxed a few moments later with some whimpering as it felt like he was never going to stop until he was drained of all fluids as Dawn moaned, "Yes, all of it!  I can feel it!"

He collapsed on his back with Dawn still firmly attached, while her hips twitched in aftershocks as she recovered.

"We should have been doing this since we first met," she said after a moment. "I should have just grabbed your hand and taken you to bed."

"I don't think it would have been that good," Xander said. "I had to get to know you and learn to love you first."

"Not normally attracted to younger women?" she teased.

"Before meeting you, I thought girls a year younger than me were almost too young," he admitted. "And after meeting you, I still think that. The only reason I make an exception for you is that you personally have completely outmaneuvered me and made me fall for you. I will be here every day while you show me how mature you can be by not arguing with your sister while we do homework together."

"Holding me to those straight A’s?" she teased.

* * *

Joyce sighed.  Xander had put up much more of a fight than she expected from a boy his age, but Dawn had outmaneuvered him. A lioness chasing a limping water buffalo across the African savannah couldn't have done it better.

"Better be straight As," Joyce muttered before shutting off the baby monitor, having heard more than enough. 

* * *

Xander and Dawn stared in shock at the couch for a moment, before Xander reached under the sofa to pull out a Fischer baby monitor with mother talk-back system (TM). As they stared at it, the active monitor light went off. Xander thumbed the off switch anyway and set it down like it was made of nitroglycerin.

"And now you have parental consent," Dawn said once her heart climbed back down from her throat.

"I'm dead," Xander moaned.

Dawn brought her lips down on his and didn't let up until she got a positive response and felt his arms around her. "Mom said OK, but you will be helping me study," she said firmly.

"Buffy will kill me," he said absently.

Dawn opened her mouth to respond and closed it, frowning. "OK, we keep it secret from her," Dawn said. "We can slowly ease things into the open when she makes some huge relationship blunder that makes us look normal."

"Really?"

"Oh yeah," Dawn said smugly, knowing her sister's dating history.