Baseball (Dawn Does All the Bases)

Part 18: Post Season Games Kevin could smell the sausages, and hear them sizzling as he followed Dawn down the stairs. She was wearing her kimono, and Kevin had on a pair of sweat pants, and a t-shirt. They moved back into the kitchen. Buffy was standing by the stove, still in her pyjamas, and using a spatula to rearrange the sausages in the frying pan. She barely glanced toward them as they entered. “Good morning.” She sounded a little nervous, and quickly turned her attention back to the sausages in the pan. “Um, ‘morning Buffy.” Dawn only glanced at her sister for a moment, before looking away again. Kevin was a little puzzled. Both sisters were behaving as if they were embarrassed about something, but he couldn’t imagine what. He had something more important on his mind right now, though. He was incredibly hungry. “So, you’re making breakfast?” “Yeah,” Buffy seemed pleased to have such a domestic topic to speak about. “Based on Willow, Xander, and Anya’s experience, I expect that you two will be very hungry.” She stepped back a bit and opened the oven. She used an oven mitt to grab the plate that was inside it. “I’ve been keeping these warm for you.” She pulled out a plate with a large stack of pancakes on it. She moved it to the island. “Oh, those look good!” said Dawn. “Smell good too!” said Kevin. Dawn got a couple of plates out of the cupboards, and divided the pancakes between them, before she stopped, and looked guilty. “Um…I suppose you want some of these too?” “Don’t worry,” said Buffy. “I’ve already eaten. They’re all for you guys.” “Ooh! You are the best sister ever!” Dawn got the butter and syrup, while Kevin poured glasses of orange juice for them. “Don’t expect me to make a habit of this,” said Buffy. “ It’s a one time, post world saveage deal.” “Uh…so it worked?” asked Kevin as he started to eat. “The ending is a still a little fuzzy.” “Everyone agrees that the ending was a little fuzzy, but, no more Orb of Kauket, so we’re scoring it a ten.” “And Willow, Xander and Anya?” asked Dawn. “They’re good.” Buffy went back to the stove to get the sausages. “They all woke up after about an hour. We decided to let you guys sleep.” “So, um, how’d we get into Dawn’s bed?” asked Kevin. “Giles and I put you there,” said Buffy. “Giles?” asked Dawn. “Giles is here? He isn’t supposed to get here till tomorrow!” “It seems he decided that he couldn’t stay away, and rather than listen to you tell him why he shouldn’t be here again, he just came without telling us.” Buffy poured herself a mug of coffee, and joined them at the island. Dawn looked around, as if she expected Giles to just appear. “So where is he?” “He went back to his hotel. He said he’d be back in time for lunch…and Dad phoned while you guys were in the shower, to let us know he was just about to leave, so he should be here for lunch too.” The pancake that Kevin was swallowing caught in his throat for a moment. He finished swallowing with an effort. “Both of them?” “Yep.” Buffy grinned at him. “So after you guys have finished eating, you might want to go clean up Dawn’s room, and change the sheets on her bed.” She looked back and forth between him and Dawn. “You might want to get dressed too.” ----- Dawn closed, and locked her door. That puzzled Kevin a bit, she had never bothered locking it in the past. She turned and smiled as she came toward him. “Umm…we’re going to be having limited opportunities for the next week.” She reached him, and one of her hands went up around his neck to pull his mouth to hers, while her other hand snaked down into his pants. Her fingers closed around his cock while she pushed him back toward the bed. Kevin slid his hand down between her legs, and ran his fingers over her pussy. He felt her moisten while her fingers teased his cock erect. Dawn’s hands moved to the waist-band of his sweat pants, and she pushed them down off his hips. She pushed him down onto her bed, with his pants still up around his thighs. She dropped down onto her knees on the floor, and took hold of his cock again. She pulled it toward her mouth. “Oh god, Dawn!” groaned Kevin as Dawn’s tongue ran down the length of his shaft, and around his balls. She smiled up at him, through her eyelashes. “You like this?” She licked him again. “Oh god! You know I like this!” “Mmm, so do I!” Dawn’s lips closed around his cock, and she sucked him deep into her mouth. Kevin held Dawn’s head gently while her mouth moved over him. He stroked her hair while she stroked his cock. He loved the silky feel of her hair in his fingers, almost as much as he loved the feel of her mouth and hands on his penis. He felt her drawing him deep into her mouth, much deeper than she had the first few times she had sucked him off. Now Dawn could pull nearly the full length of his cock into her mouth, and her tongue did wonderful things to him while she did it. Dawn pulled back again, until she was kissing the tip of Kevin’s cock, and her hand closed around his shaft, pumping him slowly. She started to slip her lips down around him again, and her hand moved down to cup his balls. Dawn kept up the cycle, slowly taking the full length of his cock into her mouth, and just as slowly pulling back again. Sometimes she released him completely, and spent some time licking and kissing around the circumference of his member, or sliding down to lick and suck at his testicles. Kevin groaned again as Dawn licked her way back up to the tip of his cock. She took the tip of it into her mouth and tightened her hand around his shaft. She started to bob her head quickly up and down on him while her hand stroked him in rapid counterpoint. “Oh god Dawn!” He felt every muscle in his body tensing. “Ungh!” His cock exploded into her mouth. Dawn slid her mouth down over him, taking his full length into her before pulling back, milking every drop of his semen from him. She repeated the motion again, and again before she pulled her mouth away from him, and climbed up off her knees. She climbed onto his lap, and sat straddling him, her wet pussy pressing against his softening cock while she kissed him. He could taste his cum on her tongue. Kevin lifted Dawn and rolled her off him, laying her back onto her bed. He slid himself down her body. He pulled the bottom of her kimono open, uncovering her sex. He pressed his hands against her knees, gently pushing her legs apart. He leaned down and brushed his lips over the short pubic hair on her mons. He moved farther down, and his tongue darted out to flick at her clit. He licked over her outer labia, and then he used his thumbs to spread them apart. He thrust his tongue as deeply into her as he could, and listened to Dawn moan. Kevin kept licking at Dawn’s sex, enjoying her taste, and the sounds she was making. This was nearly his favourite place to be on Earth. He pushed up the hood of her clit, and closed his lips over it. He sucked on her clit, while he penetrated her with his fingers. He moved his fingers rapidly, pressing against that spot that made her cry out. The noises she was making were music to his ears. Dawn moaned, and her legs came back together, squeezing his head between her thighs. Kevin’s tongue lashed her clit while his fingers moved faster inside her. Dawn screamed as her hips bucked against his face. Dawn relaxed her legs, releasing her hold on his head. Kevin moved himself up along her body: across her belly, her breasts, her neck, her lips. His tongue entered her mouth as his fingers left her pussy. He brought his hand up to their mouths, and held his fingers between them, for them both to lick clean. His cock slid into the space that his fingers had just left. They made love slowly. Kevin’s hands slid over the silk of Dawn’s kimono as he kissed her, and he moved in her. He felt like he wanted to stay with her like this forever, feeling her all around him. She held him with her arms and her legs. He felt her tightening around him, and felt her moan into his mouth. He felt himself tensing in response. He knew the inevitable end was coming. He held her tightly and pressed himself deeper into her. He convulsed as he came into her, and felt her convulsing around him. They lay still for a moment, still kissing one another. Kevin pulled his mouth off Dawn’s, and pulled away a bit, so he could focus on her face, look into her blue eyes. He was still inside her, still moving slowly as his cock softened. Neither of them said anything. There was nothing that they hadn’t already said. Kevin brought his mouth back down to Dawn’s and kissed her again. Eventually, Dawn gave Kevin a little push, and he rolled off her. She rolled with him, and they lay on their sides facing each other for a moment. She smiled at him. “We’re supposed to be cleaning my room.” Kevin’s hand moved over her breast, under her kimono that had come open. “Mmm…that would mean that we had to get up.” “We have to do that eventually,” said Dawn. “Unless you want to meet Dad and Giles while we’re lying here like this.” “I suppose that lying here with you, with my pants down around my knees wouldn’t be the best sort of first impression to make.” Dawn giggled. “Definitely not…though I think that Giles must have gotten quite an eye-full yesterday.” Kevin closed his eyes, and groaned. “Don’t worry,” said Dawn. “You still have a chance to meet my dad while we’re fully dressed.” She kissed him, and sat up. “Now come on. You don’t want to meet him wearing your sweat pants, do you?” She took hold of them, and pulled them the rest of the way off him. Kevin got up off the bed, and started to reach for his bag to get the change of clothes he had packed. Dawn stopped him. “We can get dressed later. Let’s take care of cleaning up my room first.” She shrugged her kimono off her shoulders, and let it fall to the floor too. Kevin helped Dawn change the sheets on her bed. They picked up the clothes that were scattered around on the floor and put hers into her laundry hamper, and folded up Kevin’s to put into his bag later. Dawn took her dildo, condoms, and lube from the drawer in her bedside table, and buried them at the back of the underwear drawer in her dresser, just in case her dad decided he wanted to use the drawer for something. She also made sure that all the pictures of her were locked away in password protected folders on her computer. Some of Kevin’s drawings on paper were buried in her desk drawer. They got dressed after they finished the clean-up. They could hear the vacuum cleaner running in Buffy’s room when they got into the hall. Dawn peeked through the door and saw Buffy was cleaning up the sand circle off her carpet. She could hear more people moving around downstairs. When they got there they found Willow was busy cleaning the living room, and Xander was coming in the back door, carrying the base of a Christmas tree. Dawn squealed when she saw who was carrying the top end of it. “Giles!” “Hello Dawn!” Giles dropped his end of the tree while Dawn came to him for a hug. “Happy Christmas!” “You too!” Dawn let go of him, and stepped back a bit. “Uh, I want you to meet Kevin.” Kevin held out his hand toward Giles. “How do you do, Sir.” Giles shook his hand. Kevin could feel his firm grip, and see Giles’ eyes attempting to probe him. He felt like they were looking for any sign that he wasn’t a fit boyfriend for Dawn. He tried to meet Giles’ gaze without flinching away from it. Giles nodded after a moment. Kevin didn’t know what he’d seen, but he seemed to be satisfied by it. “A pleasure to meet you. And I already told you to call me ‘Giles.’” “Uh…right.” Kevin looked toward Xander, who was still holding the base of the Christmas tree. He moved to take over the end that Giles had let go of. “You need some help with that?” “Thanks, Kev,” said Xander. They moved the tree into the position that had been cleared for it. Anya came in from the kitchen. “I couldn’t find them.” She looked at Dawn. “Your basement is a mess, totally disorganized. You should do something about that.” “What were you looking for?” asked Dawn. “Christmas decorations. Willow told me they were down there.” Anya cast an accusing look in Willow’s direction. “Oh, I know where they are.” Dawn grabbed Kevin’s arm and pulled him along with her. “Come on, you can help me.” ----- Buffy heard Dawn softly humming /It’s beginning to look a lot like Christmas/ as she came down the stairs. She entered the living room and looked around. “Looking good, guys!” Dawn was sitting on the floor with Kevin. They had a large cardboard box between them. They were repacking smaller, empty boxes into it. Buffy saw that there was still a pile of boxes with the tree decorations, and that the tree was still bare. “You haven’t done the tree.” “I want to save that until Dad gets here, so he can help with it,” said Dawn. Xander, Giles and Anya came back in the front door. “The outside lights are up,” she said. “Xander and Giles followed my directions very well.” Dawn picked up a wreath off the floor and handed it to Anya. “Here, this goes on the front door.” Anya handed the wreath to Xander. “You heard her. Put this on the front door.” “Yes, dear,” said Xander. He went to do as he was told. Willow came down from upstairs carrying a menorah. She put it on the fireplace’s mantelpiece. “Isn’t Hanukkah over?” asked Kevin. “I know, but I like having it around,” said Willow. “It reminds me that we don’t all worship Santa.” “Willow has mellowed out a lot,” said Xander. “She used to be pretty militant about reminding everyone that she was Jewish, and didn’t celebrate Christmas.” Willow smiled. “But now I’m Wiccan too, and a lot of the Christmas traditions have more to do with celebrating the solstice than they do with actual Christianity.” ----- It was nearly noon, and all of the decorations, other than those for the tree, were hung around the house. Dawn finished things off by hanging a sprig of mistletoe over the entrance to the living room. Then she stood beneath it, so she and Kevin could try it out. They were interrupted by the doorbell. “Oh! That’ll be Daddy!” Dawn let go of Kevin, and hurried to the door. She pulled it open. Hank Summers was standing on the front porch, with bags full of presents in both hands. “Daddy!” Dawn wrapped her arms around him in a tight hug. “You made it!” Her father’s return hug was hindered by the bags in his hands, but that didn’t stop him from trying. “Of course I made it, Punkin!” Dawn let go of him, and stepped back a bit. “Oh! Prezzies!” She took the bags from him. “Come on in, Dad.” Hank pointed back toward his car, which was parked by the curb. “Uh, I’ve still got more stuff in my car.” “More presents?” asked Dawn. “Uh…no…just unimportant stuff, like my clothes, and some cookies that I baked.” “Ooo, cookies!” Dawn knew that her father wasn’t much of a cook, but one thing he did well, was bake cookies. She turned to Kevin. “Why don’t you help him get the rest of his stuff in. Oh!” She quickly turned back to her father. “Dad, this is Kevin, my boyfriend. Kevin, this is my Dad.” Kevin held out his hand. “How do you do, Sir.” Hank shook Kevin’s hand, while carefully sizing him up. “Very well, thank you, Kevin.” “So, um, there’s more stuff in your car?” “Oh, right, come on.” Hank went back outside, with Kevin following him, while Dawn carried the bags of presents into the living room. Buffy appeared from out of the kitchen. She had just been taking empty boxes back down to the basement. “He’s here?” “Yeah,” said Dawn. “Kevin’s helping him get the rest of his stuff in from his car.” She held up the bags. “He brought prezzies!” “Oh goodie!” said Buffy. The front door opened, and Hank came back in, with his hands full of more bags. Hank saw Buffy. “Hi sweetheart!” He quickly put the bags he was carrying down, as she came to him for her own hug. Kevin was behind him, carrying a suitcase. “Um, I’ll just take this up to Dawn’s room.” “Oh, thanks Kevin,” said Buffy. “So, Dad, why don’t you come into the living room, and meet everyone else.” Xander, Anya and Giles were waiting in the living room, having hung back to let Dawn and Buffy greet their father first. Hank had met Xander and Anya just a few months earlier, when they had come to L.A. while Buffy and Dawn were visiting him there. Buffy introduced him to Giles. Giles stuck out his hand. “Happy to see you again.” Hank looked puzzled. “I don’t recall meeting you before.” “You came into the library at Sunnydale High, looking for Buffy, her first year here,” said Giles. Hank frowned in concentration. “Not ringing any bells. I don’t remember ever going into the school.” “Uh…Giles…he wasn’t really there,” said Buffy. “That was the day everybody’s night— er, dreams were coming true.” “Oh! Right!” said Giles. “So I guess this really is the first time we’ve met.” Hank was looking at Buffy. He’d noticed her slip. “You have nightmares about me?” “What? No! I mean it was just after the divorce, and I was still having abandonment issues, and…” Buffy saw Kevin coming back down the stairs, with Willow behind him. “Look! Here’s Willow!” Kevin was carrying his own overnight bag, which he had left up in Dawn’s room. He shoved it under the table beside the front door, while trying to look like he wasn’t trying to hide it. ----- They had lunch before they got to the important business of decorating the tree. Kevin stayed to help, but he had to leave a little after they were done. “My brother’s coming home for the week, and my folks want me home tonight.” Dawn saw him to the door. Kevin made sure that they were alone before he reached under the table to grab his bag. He slung it over his shoulder and then leaned toward her to kiss her good-bye. “I’ll see you tomorrow.” Dawn kissed him back. Even though they were alone, this kiss was more chaste than the ones they were used to giving each other, even when Xander was watching them these days. She reluctantly pulled away from him. Mr. Summers appeared from out of the living room. “Well, it was nice to meet you Kevin.” He held out his hand. Kevin shook it. “Uh, nice to meet you too, Sir.” He smiled at Dawn. “Bye!” He disappeared out the door. Dawn leaned out the door. “Bye Kevin!” She pulled herself back inside, and turned to see her father’s frowning face. “Uh…let’s go back to the others.” She started back toward the living room. Her father followed her. “Dawn, what was in that bag that Kevin was carrying?” “Oh, you know,” said Dawn. “Stuff.” “What sort of stuff.” “You know…overnight stuff. Come on, Buffy’s making egg-nog!” “Overnight?” “Uh…yeah,” said Dawn. “Kevin helped us with the spell, yesterday, and when it was done we were all real tired, so he stayed overnight.” She looked around the living room, looking for support. “So did Xander and Anya!” “Yes!” said Anya quickly. “Xander gave me many happy orgasms here last night!” “Anya! Shut up!” yelled Dawn. “So, Kevin spent the night on the sofa?” asked Hank. “Uh…no…he spent it with me,” said Dawn in a tiny voice. “What!” Xander took hold of Anya’s elbow, and started to push her toward the kitchen. “I think that’s our cue to leave.” “He slept with you?” “Ya-huh,” said Dawn. Buffy had heard the commotion, and was entering the living room. Her father turned on her. “You let that— that— boy sleep with Dawn?” Buffy turned her attention to Dawn. “You told him?” “He kinda noticed that Kevin had his overnight bag with him, when he left,” said Dawn, “so I told him why.” “Ah,” said Buffy. She looked back at her father. “Yes, I let Kevin sleep with Dawn.” A bit of a smile quirked her lips. “But never on a school night.” “How could you? She’s— She’s—” “She’s sixteen, Dad,” said Buffy. “I couldn’t stop her from having sex, if I wanted to.” “No!” yelled Hank. “This is not acceptable!” “Daddy! I love Kevin!” said Dawn. “And he loves me!” “You’re a kid!” said Hank. “What do you know?” “I know what I feel!” said Dawn. “You’re just a kid!” “Dad…” Buffy tried hard to keep her voice calm. “Dawn is old enough to know what she’s feeling.” “I can’t believe that you approve of this!” “My approval doesn’t matter, Dawn is old enough to make her own decisions, but yeah, I do approve of Kevin. He’s a good guy.” “She’s still a child!” “No I’m not!” said Dawn. “Dad…Dawn is a young woman. You’ve spent part of one weekend with her in the last two years, and not a whole lot of time in the four years before that, either. You hardly know her at all. Spend some time to get to know her, and Kevin, before you go making up your mind.” “If you’re letting her sleep with boys, maybe I should do something to change that,” said Hank. Dawn could see Buffy’s fists clenching. She knew her sister was close to losing it. “Buffy doesn’t let me sleep with boys,” she said. “She lets me sleep with Kevin. Just one boy.” “That’s one boy too many!” Buffy took a deep breath, trying to get her emotions under control. She was angry at her father, and a little afraid too. Her current emotional state was not a good mixture for a Slayer. An angry or frightened Slayer tended to hit things, and she really didn’t think that doing that would help her or Dawn. If he wanted, their father could take custody of Dawn, and there wasn’t much she could do to stop him. Even if she could afford a lawyer, if it came to a legal fight for custody, he’d probably win. Losing her temper now, and hitting something probably wouldn’t help her case. Buffy took another deep breath before she spoke. “Dad, please, calm down. Kevin’s a good kid. Get to know him a bit before you pass judgement. His parents want to get to know you. I’ve invited them all to dinner tomorrow night.” ----- “I’ve got it!” Dawn ran to answer the doorbell. She paused for a moment to smooth down her skirt, and compose herself. She opened the door. “Hi Kevin!” She gave him a quick kiss. “Hi, Mr. and Mrs. Berman!” She stepped back from the door. The sun hadn’t set yet. “Come on in!” Dawn led everyone into the livingroom, where her father was waiting. She tried not to look at Kevin, who was shifting uncomfortably beside her. She had phoned to warn him that her Dad knew about them. “Um, Dad, I’d like you to meet Kevin’s parents, Josh, and Margo Berman. Mr. and Mrs. Berman, my Dad, Hank Summers.” Mr. Berman held out his hand. “Good to meet you, Hank.” Dawn’s father hesitated for a moment before he took Mr. Berman’s hand in his own. “Hello Josh.” He shook Mrs. Berman’s hand as well. “Margo.” Dawn moved in beside Kevin, and captured his hand in hers. They sat together on the sofa. The others found seats around the room. Conversation was slow to get started. Buffy busied herself by taking drink orders, and she got Dawn to help her. Her father and Josh Berman got glasses of Giles’ eighteen year old Glenmorangie. After a few false starts, general conversation about the weather, California politics, current world events, and other things, Hank and Josh found that they shared an interest in baseball, though they followed different teams. Hank was an Angels fan, and Josh cheered for the Giants. That their two teams had just paired off against each other for the World Series gave them lots to talk about, though the others were left rather out of it. Mrs. Berman turned to Dawn. “Has Kevin asked you about tomorrow?” “Um…something other than coming to your place for dinner?” asked Dawn. “Uh…yeah,” said Kevin. “Mom’s in charge of organizing the Christmas party at the hospital, for the kids who can’t go home. She wants me to help out. You want to come?” “Yeah, sure,” said Dawn. “Sounds like fun.”