Baseball (Dawn Does All the Bases)

Part 3: Second Base

Dawn found herself in a holding pattern with Kevin over the next couple of weeks. There was lots of holding, and kissing, but they had backed off a bit from where they’d been when Buffy interrupted them. He still caressed her breasts through her shirt, but he didn’t try to slide his hand up under it again. Dawn did nothing to let him think that his hand wasn’t welcome there, but she was content to wait.

It was nearly midnight on Friday night, and they were walking back home from the Bronze. It was a cool night, and she was snuggled up close to him, with her arm around his waist. He had his hand in the back pocket of her jeans.

Dawn heard a growl, and something hit her from behind. She hit the ground, and rolled in time to see the vampire lunging at her throat. She got her forearm up across its neck, and held it away.

“Get off of her!” Kevin grabbed the vampire from behind, and pulled it away from Dawn. He tried to hold it. “Dawn! Run!”

The vampire threw Kevin to the ground and was on top of him in an instant. Its fangs closed on his neck.

Dawn had gone for her purse as soon as Kevin pulled the vampire off her. She pulled out the small spray bottle of holy water she always carried with her, and her cross. She shot a stream of holy water at the back of the vampire’s head.

The vamp snarled and released Kevin. It spun toward her. Dawn kept her cross up between them, and hit it with another shot in the eyes. The vampire hissed in pain, and put its hands to its smoking face. It stumbled away down the street.

Kevin was trying to sit up, holding his hand to his bleeding neck. Dawn knelt beside him, and helped him get upright. “Oh, god, Kevin! Are you okay?” She pulled a Kotex pad that she kept for emergencies out of her purse, and ripped the packet open. This wasn’t the sort of emergency she had in mind for it, but she figured it would do as a bandage. She pulled his hand away from his wound and pressed the pad to it. “Are you okay?” she asked again.

“I—I think so.” Kevin tried to look around, and winced in pain. “Where did he go?”

Dawn had last seen the vampire half a block east, still heading away. She was hoping that it wouldn’t come back. “He ran away. Here let me take a look at that.”

Dawn pulled the pad away from Kevin’s neck for a look at the wound. The flow of blood had already slowed considerably, and she could see that the bite wasn’t close to any of the major veins or arteries. The fangs had mostly gone into the muscle on the side of his neck. She pressed the pad back against his neck. “It doesn’t look too bad. Can you hold thieep eep some pressure on it.”

“Yeah.” Kevin brought his hand up and placed it over Dawn’s. She slid her hand out from underneath his.

Dawn pulled her cell phone out of her purse, and dialed Buffy. “Buffy, it’s me. Kevin and I were just attacked, and he got bit. … No, I think he’s going to be okay, I’m going to take him home and get him bandaged up properly. It ran east on Cavarillo, toward the park. It looked, um, new. Go get it. … No I can take care this. Bye.”

Kevin was looking at Dawn. “You seem to understand what just happened a heck of a lot better than I do. Who was that guy?”

“Let’s just get you back to my place.” said Dawn. “Can you stand up?”

“Uh, yeah, I think so.”

Dawn helped pull Kevin to his feet. He was a little unsteady. She pulled his arm around her shoulders. “Here, lean on me, and keep the pressure on that bandage.” She put her arm around his waist, and they resumed the walk toward her home, two blocks away.

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Dawn helped Kevin get his jacket off as soon as they got in the house. She hung it by the door, and guided him to the sofa in the living room. “I’ll be right back.” She went to get the first aid kit out of the kitchen cupboard they kept it in. She sat down on the coffee table facing him, and pulled the pad away from his neck.

Dawn examined the wound. Two deep punctures, and an arc of shallower ones connecting them. It seemed to be a clean bite, there hadn’t been any tearing when the vampire pulled its mouth away from his neck.

“The bleeding’s stopped.” she told Kevin. She pulled some cotton swabs, and some disinfectant out of the kit, and cleaned the area around the bite. “You’re going to be fine.”

“That guy…that thing…it looked like a…” Dawn didn’t say anything, waiting to see if Kevin was going to be one of the people who just stayed in perpetual denial. She started getting a sterile bandage out of the kit. “…a vampire!”

Dawn smiled. “Yep. That’s what it was.” She cut some strips of adhesive tape.

Kevin looked at Dawn. “You don’t seem greatly freaked out by this.”

Dawn knew from experience that the best way to introduce someone to the truth about Sunnydale was to stay calm, and matter of fact about it. Just the facts, ma’am. “I saw my first vampire when I was twelve…well that I knew was a vampire. It turns out I met one when I was ten too, but I didn’t know it then.” She placed the bandage over his bite, and started to tape it in place. “They don’t usually attack people on the main streets though, especially in this neighbourhood. This one must have been pretty desperate.”

“Desperate?”

“Well, it was new—it was still in its funeral suit—but it was quite a way from the closest cemetery. I’m guessing it didn’t catch anyone its first night, and was getting really hungry. Hopefully, between the little snack it got out of you, and the shot of holy water I gave it, it won’t attack anyone else before someone stakes it.”

“Stakes it?”

“That’s the usual way to kill a vampire. Wooden stake through the heart.” Dawn finished taping on the bandage, and leaned forward to place a kiss on top of it. “There. All better.” She sat back to admire her handiwork.

Kevin grinned at the gesture. “So how did you become such a vampire expert?”

“It kinda runs in the family.” said Dawn. She noticed that the collar of Kevin’s t-shirt was soaked with blood. “Wait here, I’ll be right back.”

Dawn went upstairs. When she came back Kevin saw that she was carrying a basin of water, and had a towel and t-shirt over her arm. “Take off your shirt.”

Kevin started pulling his shirt over his head. “Ah ha! This was really all a plot by you to get me naked!”

“Yes. I arranged for a friend with fake vampire teeth to attack us, so I could see you without your shirt.” Dawn put the basin on the coffee table, and sat beside it. She took the wash cloth out of it, and used it to clean the blood off his neck. Dawn had to admit erseerself that he did have a nice looking body. He was lean, not particularly muscular, but not skinny either. His skin was warm under her hands. She found herself lingering with the cleaning longer than was necessary.

The front door opened. “Dawn! Are you okay?” Buffy came into the living room and stopped.

Dawn and Kevin both blushed. “We’re fine.” Dawn dropped the wash cloth back into the basin, and gave Kevin the towel to dry himself off with, and the t-shirt. “Here, you can put this on. It’s Xander’s.”

Dawn looked up at Buffy. “You get it?” she mouthed, while Kevin was pulling Xander’s shirt over his head.

Buffy nodded. “So what happened?” she asked out loud. Dawn told Buffy the story of how they’d been attacked.

“So that was holy water you sprayed it with?” asked Kevin.

Dawn pulled her spray bottle out of her purse. “Don’t leave home without it.”

Buffy looked her watch. “It’s 12:30. We should get you home before your parents start phoning around looking for you. Come on, I’ll give you a lift.”

“Oh, my parents are gone for the weekend.” said Kevin. “There’s some show in L.A. they’ve gone to see.”

“Hmm.” Buffy thought about that for a moment. “You really shouldn’t be alone tonight. You can sleep here on the sofa if you like.”

“I don’t want to impose.” said Kevin.

“No imposition!” said Dawn quickly. “We have people sleep over here all the time!”

“Come on Dawn.” said Buffy. “You can help me get the sheets and things.”

Dawn gathered up the wash basin and towel, and followed Buffy upstairs to the linen cupboard in the bathroom. She poured the basin out into the sink, and put it back in the cupboard under it. She tossed the towel into the laundry hamper.

Buffy started pulling sheets and blankets out of the linen cupboard, and putting them into Dawn’s arms. “So, how much did you tell him?” she asked quietly.

“Pretty much just what you heard.” said Dawn. “Nothing about you being the Slayer, or anything like that. He figured out that it was a vamp on his own, I just confirmed it. So you really got it?”

“I got a vamp in Weatherly Park. It had holy water burns on its face. Male, white, dark suit and tie. Still dirty from digging its way out of its grave. Sound like the one that attacked you?”

“Sounds like.” said Dawn.

Kevin wasn’t on the sofa anymore when they got downstairs. He was over by Buffy’s bookshelves, reading the titles off the spines of the books. (The ones in English anyway.) He could see that several of them contained the word “Vampire.”

Buffy told Dawn to make up the sofa, and went over to. &l. “See something interesting?”

“Oh, um, just thinking.” said Kevin.

“Thinking’s good.” said Buffy. “Any questions?”

“I’m not sure.” Kevin glanced over toward Dawn, and saw her spreading out a sheet on the sofa. “Oh, let me help you with that.” He retreated quickly away from Buffy.

Willow came in while they were finishing making up the sofa, and was told why Kevin was sleeping over tonight. Buffy hustled everyone off to bed shortly after.

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Kevin kissed Dawn. He ran his hands over her body, and she responded eagerly. He kissed down her chin, into the hollow of her throat. His fangs sank into her neck, and his mouth filled with the sweet saltiness of her blood.

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“*Gyah!*” Kevin bolted upright on the sofa in the darkened living room. It wasn’t the first time he’d done that tonight. He’d dreamed that the vampire had killed him, or that he’d been paralysed, unable to move while it killed Dawn. This last one was the worst. He sat on the sofa with his heart pounding. He heard soft footsteps on the stairs, and looked up toward them. He couldn’t see who it was in the darkness.

“Kevin?” asked Dawn quietly. “Are you okay?”

“Um, yeah. It’s nothing.”

“You’re having nightmares.” said Dawn. “Ituo;suo;s normal after what happened. That’s why Buffy didn’t want you going home alone.” She came across the living room and sat down on the coffee table facing him. “You want to talk about it? It can help make them less bad.”

“No, I’m okay.” said Kevin. “It’s nothing.”

“Then why are you wide awake, and yelling at three in the morning?” asked Dawn.

“Okay. I’m having dreams.” said Kevin. “Sometimes the vampire is killing me. The worse ones are when it’s killing you, and I can’t do anything about it.”

“But you did do something about it.” said Dawn. “You pulled it off me, and you told me to run. You saved me.”

“And you didn’t run, and you saved me.” said Kevin. “I think we’re even on that score. The worst dream… It bit me. Could I become…like that?”

“No.” said Dawn. “You can’t become a vampire unless you do what Buffy calls ‘the whole big sucking thing.’ It has to almost kill you, and then you have to drink some of its blood. Neither of those happened. So you’ve been dreaming that you became a vamp?”

“Yeah…and that *I* killed you.”

Dawn moved from the coffee table and sat beside Kevin on the sofa. “I’m not worried about you biting me&he;in ;in fact I like it when you nibble on my ears.” She kissed him.

Kevin kissed Dawn back, and soon he had her giggling when he took up her invitation, and started to nibble on her earlobe. His right hand slid across the soft flannel of her pajama top, and was soon cupping her breast. This was the first time that he had felt it through only one layer of cloth, without the intervening bra. Dawn brought her mouth back to his and kissed him eagerly.

Kevin’s left hand slipped under the fabric of Dawn’s top, and slowly moved up along her ribs. He felt her hand slipping under his t-shirt, and tracing the same path along his skin. He didn’t need any more invitation. He moved his hand forward until his fingertips found the warm softness of her breast.

Dawn felt a thrill run through her body as Kevin’s fingers found her breast. At first he carefully explored the outer boundaries of it, caressing the sides, running his hand along the top, and sensitive flesh of the bottom. He slowly circled inward toward the center. She felt ready to explode when his finger tips finally brushed across her erect nipple.

Kevin moved his right hand under Dawn’s pajama top, and started to give the same attention to her left breast. She twisted around a bit, and lay back on the sofa, pulling him with her. He shifted his left arm around behind her back so he could support himself while he kissed her, and his right hand roamed across both her breasts.

Dawn slid her bare foot up along the skin of Kevin’s calf, past his knee, and was soon caressing his thigh with it. She could feel the hardness of his sex separated from her own by only a the thin layers of the fabric of her pajamas, and his briefs. She felt his hips start to move.

Dawn slid her foot back down along his leg, anlledlled her hips a little away from his. This was going *too* fast.

Kevin’s hand slid away from her breast, and his mouth came off of hers. “I’m sorry.” he whispered.

“Don’t be.” Dawn worked to get her breathing under control. “It’s just…I think that if we don’t stop now, we’ll end up waking the rest of the house. This was good, but I think we should slow down a bit, catch our breath. Let’s just lie here and cuddle for a bit, okay?”

“Hmm.” Kevin shifted around so that he wasn’t on top of Dawn anymore, and wrapped his arm around her waist. “Cuddling’s good.”

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Buffy had been awakened by the same cry from Kevin that woke Dawn up. She had heard Dawn go downstairs, and lain in her bed listening as they talked, and did other things. She had been just about to get up herself, and maybe make a little noise going to the bathroom, when she heard Dawn call a stop to it. She smiled to herself, and went back to sleep.

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Dawn awoke just as the sky was starting to brighten. Her head was pillowed on Kevin’s left arm, and he was spooned behind her, with his right arm over her waist, and his hand on her belly. She took his hand, pulled it up until it was cupping her breast, and went back to sleep.

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It was a couple of hours later when Kevin woke up. He lay for a moment enjoying the feel of Dawn in his arms. His penis started to stiffen, and pressed against the small of her back.

He felt embarrassed. He pulled his hand away from her breast, and pulled his hips back a bit.

Dawn wiggled herself back against him. “It’s okay.” she told him quietly.

“I shouldn’t be touching you like that when you’re sleeping, and can’t give permission.” said Kevin.

Dawn scooted herself around so that she was facing h&ldq“I’m the one who didn’t ask for permission. I moved your hand up there myself.” She kissed him.

“In that case…” Kevin slid his hand back up onto her breast.

“Hmm…” Dawn wiggled back around so he was spooned up against her back again. “Cuddling’s good.”

“Yes it is.” Kevin took his hand away from her breast long enough to pull her hair back to uncover her ear and neck. He started to nibble on her earlobe.

“Kevin?”

“Yeah?”

“I just want to tell you, that from now on, until further notice you have my permission to touch me anywhere above my waist with your hands, if I fall asleep while we’re cuddling.”

“Hmm…thank you.” Kevin started to let his hand roam over the territory that it had been granted access to. “You have my permission to do the same.” He kissed the nape of her neck, and inhaled the fragrance of her hair.

Kevin froze. He didn’t just smell Dawn, and now that he was really awake he became aware that he’d been hearing the rustling of paper from time to time too. “Dawn. I smell coffee. There’s someone in the kitchen.”

‘Oh shit!’ thought Dawn. She was suddenly fully awake too. She could clearly see the stairs. No way anyone could come down them, and *not* see her and Kevin together on the sofa.

Dawn and Kevin both sat up quickly, and he grabbed for his pants that were lying over the arm of the sofa by where their feet had been. He started to pull them on.

Dawn got up while Kevin pulled on his pants. There was no use trying to pretend to whoever was in the kitchen that they hadn’t been sleeping together on the sofa. She started toward the kitchen, chanting “Please be Willow! Please be Willow! Please be Willow!” under herath.ath. She entered kit kitchen.

Buffy looked up from the morning newspaper. “Good morning Dawn.” She took a sip from her coffee. Dawn could see that she had the same thoughtful expression on her face that she’d worn the evening before their Talk.

“Um, ’morning Buffy.”

Buffy was looking behind Dawn. “How are you feeling this morning Kevin?”

“Um, ah, okay?” said Kevin.

“Good, you guys feel like breakfast? I’m thinking maybe waffles.”

“Um, think maybe I could take a shower first?” asked Kevin.

“Sure, go ahead.” said Buffy. “It’ll take us that long to get them going. There should be fresh towels in the cupboard.” She watched Kevin retreat away toward the stairs. “Dawn, break out the waffle iron.”

Dawn went to the cupboard where the waffle iron was kept. “We were just sleeping.” she said as she pulled it out.

Buffy smiled. “And cuddling. I know. Cuddling’s good…” Dawn wondered if that was a quote, and if so was it from last night, or this morning? “…I missed the cuddling most after Riley left.”

Buffy waited until she heard the shower start. “Dawn, I’ve been leaving you and Kevin alone, but I’m not ignoring what you’re doing. I’ve been keeping a very close watch. I haven’t interfered because you haven’t needed me to. Kevin’s nightmares woke me up too last night, and I heard you go down to talk with him, and I heard the two of you getting pretty hot and heavy together. I was just about ready to make some noise going to the bathroom or something when you put on the brakes yourself. I meant it when I told you that I was cool with you and Kevin, just as long as you took your time, and were sure it was right. I also meant it when I told yoat yat you could come and talk to me about anything.” Buffy got up and went to the fridge. “So, do you think that Kevin will like blueberries in his waffles?”

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Kevin looked at the assortment of shampoos, and conditioners along the shelf in the shower. How many shampoos did three girls need? There seemed to be a couple for each of them, and they all had bewildering names with fruits, and herbs and things in them. He started opening caps, and sniffing at them.

The second one smelled like Dawn’s hair, and his penis reacted almost instantly to the aroma. It seemed that he’d had a hard-on for most of the last twelve hours, and this was the first opportunity that he’d had to do anything about it. He grasped his cock in his hand, and started to jerk off, while thinking about having Dawn’s hand around him. It didn’t take long. Thirty seconds later he sprayed semen all over the tile wall of the shower.

Kevin unhooked the shower head, and used it to rinse off the wall, along with a little soap. Then he replaced it, soaked his hair, and squirted some of Dawn’s shampoo into his hand.

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The shower had soaked the bandage on his neck, so Kevin pulled it off. He wiped the mist off the mirror and twisted his neck around so he could get a look at it. Two red dots, about two inches apart, joined by an arc of smaller dots There was an area of discolourationund und them that looked like a large bruise.

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Dawn met Kevin on the landing of the stairs, and gave him a kiss. “My turn in the shower. Buffy’s delaying breakfast until I’m done.”

“Um, about Buffy, and last night…?”

“She knows.” said Dawn. “She knows that we slept, and we cuddled, and that’s all that we did, and she’s cool with it.”

“When she says ‘cuddled’…?”

“Considering where your hand was when she came downstairs, I think it’s safe to say that she’s using the same definition we are.” Dawn smiled. “Don’t worry about it.”

Dawn got her silk kimono out of her room, and went into the bathroom. She started the shower, and got undressed while waiting for it to warm up. It didn’t take long, since Kevin had just finished. She got in and quickly soaped herself down, and rinsed off under the hot water. Then came the reason she had really decided to delay her breakfast until after her showere hae had spent the whole night resisting the urge to put her hand between her legs.

Dawn took down the shower head, and twisted the dial to maximum pulse. She leaned against the back wall of the shower, with her legs apart, and her feet braced against the opposite side of the tub. She brought the head down, and directed the spray toward her vulva.

Dawn reached down, and pulled apart the lips of her labia, exposing her clit to the stimulating spray. With all her pent up frustration, she came almost at once. It didn’t feel like enough, so she went to work with her fingers too, sliding two of them deep inside her. She had taken Buffy’s advice and stopped worrying about ‘saving herself.’ Now she could take too fingers easily, and was starting to work on three. Her second orgasm came almost as quickly as her first. She felt her vagina walls convulsing against her fingers.

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Kevin found Buffy in the kitchen, mixing up the waffle batter. She saw that the bandage was off his wound. “How’s your neck feeling?” she asked.

“Pretty good.” said Kevin. “Hurts a bit when I twist it.”

“Let me see.” Buffy wiped her hands on a towel, and came over to Kevin. She turned his head a bit so she could get a look at the bite. “It looks okay. Leave the bandage off for now, but you might want to put something on it before you go out. Helps keep it clean, and makes it more believable when you tell people you cut yourself shaving. A vamp bite looks nothing like a razor cut, even to people who don’t believe in vampires.”

“Is it supposed to bruise like that?”

“Sure, normal reaction to subcutaneous bleeding.” Buffy went back to her mixing bowl. “Just some blood leaked below your skin. No biggie. In a couple of weeks there’ll hardly even be a scar.”

“So I should tell people I cut myself shaving?”

“You can do that, or you can tell them the truth: that you were bit by a vampire.” Buffy grinned. “Most people’ll figure you cut yourself shaving, and are making a joke. Or in a couple of days, you’ll be able to pass it off as a Dawn bite.”

“‘Most’ will think it’s a joke?”

Buffy turned, pulled aside the right collar of her pajama top, and tilted her head a bit. “Some will offer to compare scars. There are quite a few people around town who have them.”

Kevin stepped closer so he could see the faint marks on her neck. “Is that why you know so much about this? You got bit once?”

“Not really, it’s more the other way around.”

“Chris came home for a visit last weekend.” said Kevin. Buffy raised her eyebrows a bit at the non sequitur. “I told him I was seeing Dawn. He remembers you.”

Buffy thought she might understand where this was going. “Ah. And what did Chris have to say about me?”

“I told him that you were working as a councilor at sch school. He was happy to hear that. He said that it was good that the Class Protector was still looking out for us. He told me that you were the one to call if anything weird happened. Does he know about vampires? I mean, he used to tell me stories, and he always insisted they were true, but I always assumed that they were just…stories.”

Buffy remembered that Willow told her that Chris had been in Oz’s squad for the battle. “Yeah, he knows. Most of our class knew by the time we graduated. What else did he say about me?”

“He warned me to be careful.”

“Why would he do that?”

Kevin started to look nervous. “He said that you broke the nose, and the arm of a guy on the swim team who tried to feel you up once.”

“That is a gross exaggeration.” said Buffy. She saw that Kevin was looking a little relieved. She grinned. “I only bloodied his nose, and sprained his wrist.” Buffy saw the relief vanish. “Let me guess, you are now worried about your appendages, because I saw you with your hand up Dawn’s shirt this morning.”

Kevin blushed. “The thought had crossed my mind.”

“Your appendages are safe for the moment. You know why?”

Kevin shook his head.

“Dawn was smiling.” said Buffy. “Dawn keeps smiling like she does when she’s with you, and you have nothing to fear from me. Dawn and I have talked about you, and I’ll give you the short version of what I told her: take your time, don’t push her. Don’t let her push you. Things happen in their own time, wait until it’s right for both of you. If you do that, you have nothing to fear from me.

“Cam—the guy from the swim team—locked me in his car when I told him I wasn’t interested, and then he tried to grab me. I twisted his wrist, and bounced his nose off his steering wheel. I expect Dawn to do pretty much the same to any guy who tries to pull the same sort of stunt with her. You don’t seem to be that sort of guy.”

Buffy looked down the hall. “Hey, here comes Willow. She’s someone else you can compare bite scars with.”

“Has everyone in this house been bitten at some time?” asked Kevin.

“Dawn hasn’t been, thanks to you.” said Buffy.

“Hi Kevin.” said Willow. “Dawn should be down in a couple of minutes.” She looked at the mixing bowl and the waffle iron on the counter. “Mmm, waffles. Buffy must really like you. She normally considers toast to be the limit of complication for breakfast.”

“So Kevin, Dawn couldn’t tell me. Do you like blueberries in your waffles?” asked Buffy.

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The phone rang as they were finishing up breakfast, and Buffy went to answer it. “Hello. … Oh, hi Mrs. Berman. … Yeah, he’s right here. He had a bit of an accident last night, so I invited him to spend the night on our couch, since you weren’t home. … No, he’s fine. You want to talk to him? …”

Buffy held out the phone, and Kevin came and took it. “Hi Mom. … Nyah, just a bit of a scrape on my neck. … We were fooling around, I tripped, and scratched it on a stick or something. No big deal. Dawn patched me up good. … Yeah, I’ll do that. Sorry I worried you. … Okay, see you tomorrow. … Bye.”

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Dawn and Kevin cleaned up the breakfast dishes while Buffy and Willow went back upstairs to have their own showers, and get dressed for the day. When Buffy came back down she found Kevin alone in the living room, looking at her bookshelf again. “You know, you are allowed to take them down, and open them up.” she told him.

“Dawn told me a couple of weeks ago that you don’t like people messing with them.”

“That was a couple of weeks ago, before you met the vamp… Probably best to leave the ones on the top shelf alone though.” The top shelf contained the replacements they had managed to find for some of the Dark Magic books that Willow had drained in the spring.

Kevin reached for a book. Buffy saw that it was /A Treatise on the Mythology and Methodology of the Vampire Sla. Sh. She took it from him and put it back on the shelf. “That’s probably not a good one to start with either.”

Kevin looked at her. “I’ve been thinking a lot since last night. After the vampire ran off, Dawn called *you*. She didn’t call 911, or the police or anything like that. She called you, and told you to ‘Go get it.’ Then when she was bandaging me she told me that she was pretty sure that someone would ‘stake’ the vampire before it attacked anyone else. A bunch of Chris’s stories had a girl show up at the end to slay the monster. I’m thinking that girl was you.”

Buffy sighed. She took the book back off the shelf, and handed it to him. “Knock yourself out. I gotta warn you though. That is one of the most deadly boring books in the collection.”

Dawn came in from the kitchen. “I put your shirt in to soak. Should have done it last night. Probably never get the blood stain out now.”

“That’s okay.” said Kevin. “It will make my ‘vampire bite’ story more exciting when I show it off with the scar.”

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Kevin spent the day in the Summers’ house. Sometimes reading, sometimes talking with Dawn, Buffy or Willow about what he read. Sometimes he and Dawn did other things together when Buffy and Willow weren’t around. Buffy was right, it was a boring book, but he learned a lot. They invited him to stay for dinner too. It was afteght ght when Dawn disappeared up to her room for a little while. When she came back down she had changed into a red blouse, and offered to walk him home.

“Will you be all right coming back here alone?” he asked.

“Sure.” Dawn took their jackets off the hooks by the door, and handed Kevin his. “Vamps really are rare in this neighbourhood. The experienced ones know to stay away from it, and the newbies usually never get this far. We’ve both walked the block between here and your place a dozen times in the dark, and you never worried about it before.”

“That was before I knew there was anything to worry about.”

“So now you’re even safer.” said Dawn. “Stay on the main streets and there’s usually nothing to worry about.” She put on her jacket. “*Buffy! I’m going over to Kevin’s!*”

“*Okay!*” called Buffy from the kitchen. “*Don’t stay too late!*”

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Dawn sat snuggled up beside Kevin watching /Run Lola Run/ on the widescreen TV in his family’s rec room, with a bowl of popcorn in her lap, and soft drinks on the table in front of them. The lights were low, and there was a fire going in the gas fireplace. She popped a handfull of popcorn into her mouth as Lola set out on her third attempt to rescue Manni. A couple of kernels missed her mouth, and dropped down into the neck of her blouse. They caught in the V of her collar.

“Here, let me get those.” said Kevin. He leaned over and picked them up with his mouth, giving her chest a lick for good measure. “To get the salt.”

Dawn dropped a kernel from her next handful too. “Oops.” This one didn’t catch in her collar, but continued on down inside her blouse. “You want to get that one too?”

“I’m not sure I can reach it.” said Kevin.

“I’m sure you can overcome any obstacles.” said Dawn.

“I can certainly try.” He reached for the top button of her blouse, and undid it. He pulled her collar open a little more, and still couldn’t see the kernel.

“I think you have to go a little farther down.” said Dawn.

Kevin smiled, and undid the second button. This time he found the kernel, caught in the front of Dawn’s bra. He picked it up with his mouth too, and made sure that he licked up any salt that got left behind. He couldn’t help noticing that Dawn’s bra was red lace, matching the colour of her blouse.

Kevin sat up again, and turned his attention back to the movie. He watched Lola run past the woman with the baby carriage again. She didn’t bump into her this time. He felt that boded well. “Third time’s the charm. I think she’s gonna make it.” He settled back to watch the rest of the movie.

Dawn managed to go to the end of the movie before she dropped any more popcorn. As the credits scrolled down the screen, she dropped another kernel. “Oops. Third time’s the charm.”

Kevin had to undo a third button to get to this kernel. He found it nestled in her navel, and recovered it as he had recovered the others. Dawn giggled as his tongue made sure that there was no salt left behind.

Kevin sat up again. “So, do you want to watch another movie?”

Dawn moved the bowl of popcorn to the table, and swung herself around so that she was straddling Kevin’s lap. “Nope.” She grabbed his head in both hands, and pulled him toward her for a kiss. She opened her mouth, and gladly greeted his tongue with hers.

Kevin’s hands started out on Dawn’s rump. He slid them up along her back, and brought them around to cup her breasts.

Dawn pulled at his t-shirt. She pulled it out of his pants, and ran her fingers along the skin at his waist, before she brought them up to his chest while she kissed him hungrily.

Dawn broke off the kiss, and started to pull Kevin’s t-shirt up over his head. He released her breasts, and raised his arms up to let her, and then he undid the final two buttons of her blouse. He pushed it back off her shoulders. Her blouse joined Kevin’s t-shirt on the floor. She pressed forward, feeling his flesh against her own as she resumed the kiss.

Kevin’s hands went around her back and started to fumble with the catch of her bra. He couldn’t get it. Dawn felt his tugs at it becoming stronger, until he was in danger of breaking something. She broke off the kiss. “Pull off the shoulder straps.” she whispered, and attacked his mouth again with her own.

Kevin’s hands came up to her shoulders. He grabbed the straps, and pulled them down her arms. Dawn pulled away a bit to wiggle her arms free and let the bra fall down around her waist before she pressed herself against him again. Kevin’s arms wrapped around her back, holding her tightly.

Kevin’s hands returned to Dawn’s breasts, and he teased her nipples with his finger tips. His mouth left hers, and moved down her neck to her collar bone.

He slid his hands around her bagaiagain, and pulled his mouth away. “Lean back.” he whispered. “I want to look at you.”

Dawn hesitated for a moment, and then she leaned back, letting Kevin support her with his arms. The change in position pressed her crotch against the bulge in his pants. She watched Kevin as he looked at her naked torso.

“Oh god, you’re beautiful!” said Kevin. He loved the way the flickering firelight danced over her breasts. He thought they looked better than anything he’d seen in his brother’s magazine collection. He looked back up into Dawn’s eyes. “Can I…kiss them?”

Dawn nodded, and Kevin lifted Dawn from his lap and lay her back on the sofa. He didn’t go straight for the breasts. First he kissed and licked his way down her chest between them. Then he slowly started to work his way back up, and across the top of her right breast before finally coming back down to her nipple. He brushed his lips gently across it before his tongue started to circle it.

Dawn moaned softly as Kevin’s lips surrounded her nipple and he sucked it gently into his mouth. Her thigh pressed against the hardness in his crotch, and her hand ran through his hair, holding him against her breast. The telephone rang.

Kevin pulled his mouth away from Dawn’s breast. “Oh, damn!” He climbed up to answer it.

“Hello. … Oh, hi Mom. … Yeah, I’m back home. …” He turned back toward Dawn. She had rolled over, and was propped up on one elbow watching him. He put his hand over the mouthpiece and whispered “Tell Buffy ‘Thank you!’” He pulled his hand away again. “Yes Mother, I thanked her.” Dawn stifled a giggle. Kevin’s eyes stayed on her, enjoying the way her breasts jiggled when she did that. “Yes Mother, I’ll do that too. … Okay, see you tomorrow. … Bye.”

Kevin returned to the sofa, and knelt down in front of it. He kissed first one, and then the other of Dawn’s breasts, and then he kissed her lips. “I’m afraid that is going to have to hold us for a while.” he said. “Mom reminded me that it’s getting late. You better get home before Buffy starts phoning too.”

Dawn looked at the time display on the VCR, and saw that it was almost 12:30. She sighed as she sat up. “I really don’t want to go yet.”

“And I don’t want you to go, but I don’t want you to get in trouble with Buffy either, and I *really* don’t want her mad at me.” He kissed Dawn again, and picked up her blouse off the floor.

Dawn slipped her arms back into her bra straps, and thought that the next time she’d have to give him a lesson in how to unhook it properly. She stood up, and he held her blouse as slipped her arms into it.

Kevin pressed himself against her back, and ran his hands down across her breasts one last time while he kissed Dawn’s shoulder and neck. Then he slowly started to button up her blouse. He had a little trouble at first because the buttons were on the wrong side. That was something he hadn’t noticed while he was taking it off. “You know, dressing you is almost as much fun as undressing you.”

“You want to tuck it in too?” asked Dawn.

“Okay.” Kevin tucked the front of Dawn’s blouse into her pants, being careful not to push his hands down any farther than necessary to accomplish the task. Once the front was done, she turned around so he could do the back too. This time he let his hands slide down a little farther.

Dawn smiled and kissed him. “Thank you.”

“You are most welcome Miss Summers.”

They went upstairs together, and Kevin got Dawn’s jacket out of the closet, and held it for her to put on. Then he got out his own.

“You don’t need to walk me home.” said Dawn.

“I want to.” said Kevin. “Besides, this way I get to spend another five minutes with you.”

---

Dawn kissed Kevin goodnight on the porch, and went into the house. Willow was in the living room watching TV. She was pleased to learn that Buffy wasn’t home yet from her evening patrol, so she didn’t know that Dawn was a little late.

Buffy got home about ten minutes later, went straight to the kitchen to grab something to eat, and went up to take a shower. Dawn said goodnight to Willow, and followed Buffy up the stairs.

Dawn started to get undressed in her room. She paused when she had her blouse and bra off, and opened her closet door to look at herself in the full length mirror on the inside of it. She liked the way Kevin had looked at her, but she wondered what he saw that she didn’t. She knew she had nice tits, bigger than Buffy’s but not huge melons that made her look top heavy. She twisted around so she could see their profile. They were nice and firm too, she didn’t need a bra to keep them up. Her stomach was smooth, and her muscle tone was good.

Dawn pulled off her pants, anood ood before her mirror with just her panties on. They were red lace too, matching the bra she’d worn tonight. She wondered how much longer it would be before Kevin got to see them. She turned around, and looked back over her shoulder so she could see her butt. She decided that the panties had to go too if she was really going to get a good look at it. She pulled them off, and noticed that they were still damp before she tossed them into her laundry hamper. She twisted herself around again so she could see her ass in the mirror. Round with enough fat to smooth out any rough edges, but not so much that you couldn’t see the muscles underneath it. She remembered the feel of Kevin’s hands running over it as he’d tucked her blouse back in. She felt herself becoming moist again.

Dawn started ministering to herself with her left hand while she went to her desk. She opened the drawer and pulled out a sample bottle for a shampoo that she’d gotten at the store last week. The shampoo was a brand that Dawn already knew she didn’t like. She’d dumped it out as soon as she’d gotten it home. It had been the bottle the sample came in that had interested her. Smooth plastic, an inch in diameter, and three inches tall, with a smooth round cap on the top. She licked the cap to give it a good coating of saliva, and then brought it down and replaced the index finger of her left hand with the bottle cap against her clit. She gasped a little from the coolness of it, after the warmth of her finger, but she knew it would heat up soon enough. She kept circling it around her clit as she went to lie in her bed.

Dawn could hear the shower running, and the TV was still on downstairs, so she felt it was safe to make a little noise. She moved the cap away from her clit, and slid it a little way into her vagina, until the neck of the bottle was pressed against her inner lips. She circled ioundound the entrance to her pussy before she pulled it out, and reapplied it to her clit with a fresh coating of lubricant. It was starting to get nicely warmed up.

Dawn repeated the cycle, but each time she pushed the bottle a little deeper into her vagina. She was soon starting to worry about losing her grip on the smooth and slippery plastic. She reversed thetle tle so she could hold the cap end.

Dawn was almost ready to come, so she slowed her pace a bit, to make the moment last, and to listen to the activity in the house. Buffy was still in the shower, and the TV was still on downstairs. She pushed the bottle farther in, and rubbed at her clit with her thumb. She cried out, and arched her back as she came.

Dawn lay on the bed panting for a moment before addressing her problem. The bottle was all the way inside her. The round cap gave her a little something to grab onto with her finger tips, but it was still slippery, and her first couple of attempts to catch it just pushed it a little farther in. She was beginning to think she might have a real problem when she finally managed to hook it with a couple of fingers and pull it out. “Next time I’ll tie a string around it!” she told herself.

The problem with the extraction *had* gotten her worked up again. She foregoed the bottle, and just used her fingers this time, stimulating her clit, labia lips, and G-spot until she came for the second time that night.

Dawn heard Buffy leaving the bathroom, so she got up and put on her nightshirt. She went to the bathroom to clean up before going to bed.

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Dawn snuggled up against Kevin on the sofa in his rec room next Saturday night. They had the fire going in the fireplace, and mellow music playing from the stereo. Kevin started to slowly unbutton her blouse. He undid one button at a time, and gently pulled the fabric open. He carefully caressed each bit of newly uncovered skin. Eventually he had all the buttons undone.

Dawn swung herself around and straddled his lap. She kissed him, and slowly unbuttoned his shirt while he pulled her blouse down off her shoulders. His hands reached around her back and deftly unhooked her bra. She smiled at how quickly he had learned to do that. Kevin pulled the straps down her arms, and she pressed her bare breasts against his chest.

Kevin’s mouth moved around to nibble on her earlobe for a moment before he started to make his way down her neck. He paused for a moment pressing his tongue against her pulse point, just below her chin, feeling it speeding up. He continued down across her collar bone.

Dawn arched her back to bring her breasts up closer to his mouth. Her hips began to rock as Kevin’s tongue found her nipple. She pressed her crotch against the hardness inside his jeans and rubbed up and down. She heard, and felt Kevin’s groan as he sucked her nipple into his mouth, and she quickened her pace. He let his teeth run across her nipple.

Dawn felt herself getting close to coming. She pressed harder against him. Kevin transferred his attention to her left breast, and that pushed her over the edge. She cried out as her orgasm washed over her.

Kevin pulled away from her breast. “Are you okay?”

“Oh…oh… Oh yes!” panted Dawn. She smiled at him. “You made me come!” She leaned close to kiss his mouth again.

Dawn hadn’t let her hips stop moving, even though the pace had slowed. She pulled her mouth away from Kevin’s again. “You want me to keep doing this? Return the favour?”

“Oh yes!” said Kevin. His hands went to her hips and pulled her harder against him.

Dawn put her hands on Kevin’s shoulders as she rubbed against him. She let him guide and set her pace with his hands on her hips. They looked into each other’s eyes as they moved together.

Suddenly Kevin groaned, and his hips bucked under Dawn. The sudden change in movement set her off again too.

Dawn collapsed against Kevin, feeling spent. He kissed her gently. “You are incredible.” he whispered. He brushed the back of fingfingers slowly up her side, and along her breast. “This has been the best couple of weeks of my life.”

They shifted positions so that they were both lying side by side on the sofa. They continued to kiss, and run their hands slowly across each other’s bodies. Dawn suddenly giggled.

“What’s so funny?”

Dawn grinned. “I’m just wondering why people call what we just did ‘dry humping.’ I don’t think either of us is particularly dry right now.”

“Can I feel?” asked Kevin. His hand moved down toward her belt buckle.

Dawn kissed him. “Let’s save that for later, okay? I think we should maybe hold where we are for a while.”

“One step at a time.” said Kevin. He put his arms around her and pulled her close so he could feel her breasts against his chest.

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Dawn was putting the spool of dental floss away in the bathroom drawer. Her attention was drawn to the box at the back of it. She pulled out the box of condoms that Buffy had put there a few weeks earlier. She had done as Buffy told her, and put a few in her purse, inside an envelope so no one would see them if they accidentally got spilled out. She had even taken a couple out of their packets to check out. She remembered that Buffy *had* told her to come talk to her for a few pointers on how to put one onto a guy. She took a couple of packets out of the box, screwed up her nerve, and went and knocked on Buffy’s door.

“Come in!” said Buffy.

Dawn opened the door and entered Buffy’s room. Buffy and Willow were both in their pajamas, and sitting on Buffy’s bed. “Oh, um, I didn’t mean to interrupt you guys. I can come back later.”

“You’re not interrupting anything. Just a little girl-talk. Want to join us?” Buffy patted an empty spot on the bed. She saw Dawn hesitating. “Or is this something you want to talk about privately?”

Dawn made up her m &ld “No, Willow can stay. This is kind of a ‘girl-talk’ topic.” Willow had been almost as much of a sister to her as Buffy, since Mom died. In some ways Willow was more of a sister, since she didn’t have to wear the ‘Mom Hat’ from time to time. Even when Buffy had been dead it was Tara who mothered Dawn, while Ww haw had played big sister. If Willow was uncomfortable with what Dawn wanted to talk about, she was free to leave. Dawn climbed onto the bed with them.

“So what do you want to talk about?” asked Willow.

Dawn blushed. “Um, Buffy promised to show me how to put one of these on a guy a couple of weeks back.” She held up one of the condom packets.

It was Willow’s turn to blush. Buffy looked back and forth between her and Dawn trying to decide which was redder. Buffy felt herself flushing too. She was surprised that Dawn brought this up in front of Willow. “Ah yes. So I did. You sure you want to stick around fors Wis Will?”

“Yeah, but I’m not sure I’ll be able to help much. It’s been three years.”

Buffy grinned. “Oh, there’s one thing you can do to help.” She leaned over and whispered something in Willow’s ear. Dawn saw Willow’s blush deepen.

Willow got up off the bed. &ldquosquosquo;ll be right back.” She left the room.

“Where’s she going?” asked Dawn.

“To get a couple of things we’ll need.” said Buffy. “So, first tip: it’s a lot easier to open those things up *before* you get lube on your fingers, so go ahead.”

“Lube?” asked Dawn.

“One of the things Willow’s getting.” said Buffy. “Go ahead, open it up.”

Dawn ripped open the packet, and pulled out the rolled up condom.

“Okay, I want you to just close your eyes, and feel it in your fingers.” said Buffy. “It’s liable to be dark when you’re using it so you have to be able to tell which end is which by touch.”

Dawn closed her eyes and felt the condom, until she was pretty sure she knew which way it unrolled. She heard Willow come back and get onto the bed, but she kept her eyes closed.

“Okay,” said Buffy, “once you think you know which way’s which, unroll it onto your finger a little bit to be sure, just a little.” Dawn did as she was told.

“Good.” said Buffy. “You can open your eyes now.” Dawn could hear the laugh in her voice.

Dawn opened her eyes, and saw what Willow had in her hands. “*Oh my god!*” It was a penis. A big erect *green* penis. “That’s huge!”

“Actually that’s about the average size.” said Buffy. “Except for the colour it’s very, um, life like.”

Willow handed it over to Dawn. “Feels pretty real too, once you get it warmed up.”

Dawn dropped the condom onto the bed to take the dildo. She turned it around in her hands, looking at it from all angles. It was about six inches long, and included a fake scrotum and balls at the base of it. The soft rubber yielded a bit as she squeezed it. She turned it over, and saw that there was a slide switch on the bottom of it. She looked up at Buffy.

“Go ahead.” said her sister.

Dawn slid swi switch to its first position, and the dildo started to throb slowly in her hands. “Whoa!”

“The motion isn’t very realistic,” said Willow, “but it is, um, stimulating.” Dawn looked up and saw that she was blushing again. “Try the next setting.”

Dawn pushed the switch to its second position. The dildo started to throb faster, and a buzzing vibration was added.

Buffy held out her hand. “Okay turn it off and hand it over. Time for the next part of your lesson.”

Dawn turned the dildo off and handed it to Buffy. She held it upright down on the bed between her and Dawn. “Okay, get your condom. Willow, did you bring the lube?”

“Oh, yeah.” Willow handed a small bottle over to Dawn.

“You don’t really need the lube with these, they’re pre-lubricated, but it still helps.” said Buffy. “Put a couple of drops inside the condom. It doesn’t take much. It’s very slippery stuff.”

Dawn fumbled a bit with the flip top of the bottle, and then with the condom to figure out which side was the inside again, and did as she was told.

“Okay, now you pinch the reservoir end closed, you don’t want to have any air bubbles in it, place it over the tip of the cock, and roll it down.”

Dawn once again did as instructed.

“Voila!” said Buffy. “One gloved cock. At this point you want to inspect for bubbles, and smooth any out with your hand, but you’re pretty much done.” Buffy lifted the dildo up, and turned it around to inspect it. “Pretty good for the first time.” She rolled the condom back up the cock, and handed it back to Dawn. “You never do this for real. Once the condom has been on the guy, it goes straight into the garbage when it comes off, but since this is practice, we’ll reuse it. Try again, only this time with your eyes closed.”

Buffy held the dildo back down on the bed. She waited for Dawn to close her eyes, and moved it a bit so Dawn would have to feel for it. Then as Dawn brought the condom toward the tip, Buffy turned the dildo on.

“Hey!” said Dawn as the cock started to squirm in her hand.

“Guys often have trouble sitting still, while you’re doing this.” said Buffy. “Especially the first time.”

Dawn had more difficulty getting the condom in place thime.ime. In addition to having her eyes closed, and the dildo in motion, it, the condom and her hands were all slick with the lube, but she managed to get it into place.

“Now you want to smooth it out with your hand.” said Buffy. “Keep your eyes closed. Put your thumb and forefinger around the tip, and slide them down to the base. Do it a few times, until you don’t feel any wrinkles… Good. Well done!”

Dawn opened her eyes, and smiled. “That’s it?”

“That’s the first half of Gloving Cocks 101.” said Buffy. “There are a few other things you need to know. First of all, once he’s come, he has to pull out of you before he gets too soft, and one of you should be holding onto the condom while he’s doing it, so it doesn’t come off. While fishing out a condom that came off may have it’s own entertainment value…” Dawn smiled, remembering her experience with the bottle. “…having to do so pretty much defeats the purpose of having used one in the first place.

“Second, if you don’t have proper lube, meant to be used with condoms, *don’t* use anything like vaseline, or vegetable oil. They’re bad for the latex, and can cause it to break. Better to go with just your natural lubricants. That concludes Gloving Cocks 101, unless Willow has something she’d like to add.”

“No, I think you pretty much covered the basics.” said Willow.

“What about some of the non-basics?” asked Dawn as she rolled her condom up again. “Buffy said something about some tricks to make it more fun.”

“Ah…think she’s ready for 201?” Willow asked Buffy.

“Why not?” asked Buffy. “What did you have in mind?”

“There was one trick that Oz really liked.” said Willow. “I’m a bit out of practice, but I can give it a go. I think I’ll need a fresh condom.”

Dawn handed her the unopened packet. “Here you go.”

“Thanks!” Willow had a little trouble opening the packet, it had gotten some of the lube off Dawn’s fingers on it, but she got it out eventually. She had Dawn hold the dildo the way Buffy had for her. “Okay, when you do this you may want to put the lube onto his cock first, instead of in the condom, but things are slicked up enough that we can skip that for this demonstration.” Willow started to blush again, and didn’t do anything for a moment.

“We’re waiting.” said Buffy. She had a pretty good idea what was coming next. This was a trick that Willow had taught Buffy to use with Riley. She had no idea where Willow had picked it up.

Willow took a deep breath. “Right. Here goes.” She licked her lips.

Dawn’s draw dropped open as Willow slipped the condom into her mouth, and leaned down over the dildo. She slipped her lips down over the cock, until she had taken half its length into her mouth. She bobbed her head up and down a couple of times, twisting her head around, and when she pulled away the condom was half way down the dildo.

“*Oh my god!*” squealed Dawn.

Willow smiled. “I guess it’s like riding a bicycle. Got it the first try… Of course Oz never objected when it took several attempts.”

“Neither RileRiley.” said Buffy. “That’s a trick that I can’t top, and it’s getting late. I want to get to sleep, so maybe we can pick this up again some other time?”

“Oh, sure!” said Dawn. She got up off the bed, grabbed up the condom wrappers, and her used one. She still had the dildo in her hand. She held it up. “Um, can I borrow this, to um, practice with?”

“Sure.” Willow smiled. “Keep it. Wash it with soap and water when you’re done with it.” She held up the bottle of lube. “You might want this too.”

“Thanks!” Dawn took the bottle, and went to the door to her room.

Willow couldn’t help noticing the wet spot near the bottom of Dawn’s nightshirt—where she’d been sitting on it—as Dawn went through into her room, and pulled the door shut behind her. She leaned toward Buffy. “I don’t think it&rsquoractracticing with condoms she has in mind.” she whispered.

“I know.” said Buffy. “I suspect that I won’t be getting to sleep very quickly. See you in the morning?”

“Sure thing.” Willow got up off the bed, and went to the door. “Goodnight.”

“’Night!”

---

Dawn pulled her door shut. She dropped the condom wrappers, and the one she had practiced with into her trash can. She saw her bottle sitting on the table by her bed. “Won’t need you again.” she told herself, and dropped it into the trash too. She peeled out of her nightshirt, and sat on the edge of her bed. “All righty!” She contemplated the dildo in her hands for a moment, and then decided to take off the condom Willow had left on it. It joined the other in the trash.

Dawn spread her legs, and brought her hand down to the entrance to her pussy. She inserted two fingers and twisted them around, stretching the opening. She pulled her fingers free, and replaced them with the head of the dildo. She slowly started to push it inside her.

Dawn had never had anything that big in her before, but the weeks she’d spent working with her fingers paid off. She felt herself stretching to accommodate it. She was well lubricated with her own juices, and the rubber was slick with the lube that had gotten smeared on it during the lesson. She kept pushing, sliding it slowly into her. She groaned as she felt it reaching new, unprobed territory. She soon had the full length of it inside her.

Dawn moved a finger down to the base of the dildo, and felt for the switch. She turned it on. “Oh!” she cried softly as it started to pulse. “*Oh!*” It had found her G-spot. “*Ooooh!*” She fell back onto her bed with the dildo throbbing inside her. “*Aaah!*”

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Buffy tried putting her pillow over her head to drown out Dawn’s cries of pleasure. It really didn’t help. “Oh, hell!” she told herself. “If you can’t lick ’em, join ’em!” She moved her hand down into her pajama bottoms. A brief, unsettling image of licking Dawn flashed through her head. “Not going there!” She replaced it with the image of a cute student teacher who was working at the school that month.

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Buffy wasn’t the only one Dawn was keeping awake. Willow went to get her other dildo out of her drawer. She lubed it up, and returned to her bed.

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Dawn started to circle her clit with her finger while the dildo pulsed inside her, and soon was crying out her pleasure as she brought herself to a fresh orgasm. She lay shuddering in her bed as it washed over her, aware that the dildo hadn’t stopped. It still kept up the same rhythm.

---

‘God, she’s going to have the neighbours thinking we’re beating her!’ thought Buffy when she heard Dawn cry out…but then the neighbours were getting used to strange noises coming from the Summers’ house and rarely called 911 to report anything anymore…and the cops tended to be cautious responding to calls reporting trouble at 1630 Revello Drive. They sometimes phoned ahead first.

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The dildo kept up its rhythm inside her, and Dawn didn’t see the point of stopping now. She kept working her clit with the fingers of her right hand, and slid her left hand down farther to reach the switch. She slid it over to high. The pulsing sped up, and the vibrator kicked in. “*Oh god! God! GOD!*” She came again.

Dawn lay back, panting for breath, with the dildo still pulsing and vibrating in her pussy. She felt exhausted, almost too weak to move. It seemed to take all her strength to reach down, and turn the dildo off. She lay still, just enjoying the feel of it filling her vagina while she tried to get her breathing under control again. It took her a few minutes to feel like she had enough control over limbs to extract the dildo and sit up. She staggered a bit when she got out of her bed. She started to open her door, before she remembered she was naked, and went back to pull on her nightshirt. She also remembered Willow’s instructions, and took the dildo with her to bathroom to clean it too.

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Buffy hoped that Dawn’s trip to the bathroom meant she was done for the night. She didn’t think