Made To Love You
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-Buffy the Vampire Slayer › FemmeSlash - Female/Female › Buffy/Dawn
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
1
Views:
19,775
Reviews:
5
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
Disclaimer:
I do not own Buffy the Vampire Slayer (BtVS), nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
Made To Love You
TITLE: Made To Love You (1/1)
AUTHOR: WotanAnubis
DISCLAIMER: I don't own these characters and am not making a profit.
PAIRING: Buffy/Dawn
RATING: NC-17
NOTE: This is simply a very, very, very short little piece with no redeeming value, except for some pretty words here and there perhaps.
* * * * *
Buffy sometimes wondered how difficult it was to alter the very fabric of reality. It couldn't be easy. A lot of magic or something was probably going to be involved. And if you were a monk, you weren't supposed to know about magic anyway. And if, on top of that, you were working under a severe deadline, well... perhaps it was possible that the whole altering of reality hadn't quite gone off without a hitch.
Sometimes Buffy thought she should be angry about the way those monks had messed with her, but other times, like right now, early in the morning, with the first rays of sunlight illuminating a sleeping Dawn's face...
Dawn stirred, blinked and hazily focussed on Buffy. "Hey."
"Hey yourself."
"Have you been awake long?"
Buffy reached out and stroked Dawn's hair. "Hmm. Maybe."
"And you've been watching me sleep all this time?"
Buffy just smiled in response.
"That is so incredibly sappy," said Dawn.
Buffy leaned forward to kiss her sister and pulled her body close to her own.
"You're right," Buffy whispered. "I much prefer you awake."
"And willing?" Dawn added.
"Depends," said Buffy. "Are you?"
Dawn's only response was with a kiss of her own. Buffy embraced her sister and what had first been an almost chaste meeting of lips now became less innocent as Buffy's tongue pressed into Dawn's mouth. Dawn moaned softly, happily, her hands moving all over Buffy's back.
Buffy broke lip contact and kissed Dawn's cheek, jawline, neck and then her breasts. Buffy loved her sister's breasts. She adored the way they felt in her hands or tasted in her mouth, but she especially enjoyed the way Dawn would gasp and moan as she rained kisses on her flesh and let her tongue play with her nipples. Five times so far had Buffy managed to bring Dawn to an orgasm simply through playing with her breasts and two of those five times she herself had been pushed over the edge at the same time. Nothing gave Buffy as much pleasure as pleasing her sister.
"B-Buffy..." Dawn gasped.
"Hmm?" said Buffy, circling a nipple with her tongue before suckling on it.
Dawn moaned. "C-can we...?"
"Can we what?" Buffy asked, gently beginning to knead Dawn's breasts with her hands.
Dawn's body shivered with delight. "Please? You know what I want."
Buffy did, but she wasn't about to admit it. She had too much fun watching her sister squirm.
"Buffy, please?" Dawn pleaded.
And there it was. The voice Buffy couldn't resist. Still, she'd be damned if she didn't put up at least a token struggle.
"But don't you enjoy this?" she purred softly, placing another kiss on Dawn's breasts.
Buffy relented. She threw back the covers, leaned back and stopped. The sight of Dawn's naked body had her mesmerised, enchanted with its pure beauty. Only when Dawn placed a gentle hand on Buffy's arm did the blonde snap out of her silent worship.
Buffy sat back, struggled a bit to properly entwine her legs with Dawn's. Then she gasped and shivered when she pushed her clit against Dawn's. Her hips started moving almost on automatic, their slits rubbing together, their juices intermingling. Pleasure coursed through Buffy's body, nearly consuming her. Blindly, she reached out to Dawn and when she felt her sister's fingers brushing against her own, she took her hand and held it firmly.
Grinding her pussy against Dawn's, Buffy could feel the shivering of her body in her own, making the pleasure she felt burn all the fiercer.
Dawn clenched Buffy's hand tightly, knuckles whitening and then she screamed, her body shaking and shuddering. The feeling slammed into Buffy and she too was sent flying over the edge and an orgasm seared through her.
Panting, Buffy eventually lay down next to her sister, unable to resist kissing or stroking her here and there.
Dawn smiled at her. "I wish every morning started like this," she murmured, before place a brief kiss on Buffy's lips.
Buffy smiled back, feeling happier than she thought the human body should be able to handle.
Perhaps the whole altering of reality hadn't gone off without a hitch. The monks had intended Dawn to be someone Buffy would protect without question and had meant for her to be her sister. But instead, they had made her her lover.
And Buffy didn't mind that one bit.
AUTHOR: WotanAnubis
DISCLAIMER: I don't own these characters and am not making a profit.
PAIRING: Buffy/Dawn
RATING: NC-17
NOTE: This is simply a very, very, very short little piece with no redeeming value, except for some pretty words here and there perhaps.
* * * * *
Buffy sometimes wondered how difficult it was to alter the very fabric of reality. It couldn't be easy. A lot of magic or something was probably going to be involved. And if you were a monk, you weren't supposed to know about magic anyway. And if, on top of that, you were working under a severe deadline, well... perhaps it was possible that the whole altering of reality hadn't quite gone off without a hitch.
Sometimes Buffy thought she should be angry about the way those monks had messed with her, but other times, like right now, early in the morning, with the first rays of sunlight illuminating a sleeping Dawn's face...
Dawn stirred, blinked and hazily focussed on Buffy. "Hey."
"Hey yourself."
"Have you been awake long?"
Buffy reached out and stroked Dawn's hair. "Hmm. Maybe."
"And you've been watching me sleep all this time?"
Buffy just smiled in response.
"That is so incredibly sappy," said Dawn.
Buffy leaned forward to kiss her sister and pulled her body close to her own.
"You're right," Buffy whispered. "I much prefer you awake."
"And willing?" Dawn added.
"Depends," said Buffy. "Are you?"
Dawn's only response was with a kiss of her own. Buffy embraced her sister and what had first been an almost chaste meeting of lips now became less innocent as Buffy's tongue pressed into Dawn's mouth. Dawn moaned softly, happily, her hands moving all over Buffy's back.
Buffy broke lip contact and kissed Dawn's cheek, jawline, neck and then her breasts. Buffy loved her sister's breasts. She adored the way they felt in her hands or tasted in her mouth, but she especially enjoyed the way Dawn would gasp and moan as she rained kisses on her flesh and let her tongue play with her nipples. Five times so far had Buffy managed to bring Dawn to an orgasm simply through playing with her breasts and two of those five times she herself had been pushed over the edge at the same time. Nothing gave Buffy as much pleasure as pleasing her sister.
"B-Buffy..." Dawn gasped.
"Hmm?" said Buffy, circling a nipple with her tongue before suckling on it.
Dawn moaned. "C-can we...?"
"Can we what?" Buffy asked, gently beginning to knead Dawn's breasts with her hands.
Dawn's body shivered with delight. "Please? You know what I want."
Buffy did, but she wasn't about to admit it. She had too much fun watching her sister squirm.
"Buffy, please?" Dawn pleaded.
And there it was. The voice Buffy couldn't resist. Still, she'd be damned if she didn't put up at least a token struggle.
"But don't you enjoy this?" she purred softly, placing another kiss on Dawn's breasts.
Buffy relented. She threw back the covers, leaned back and stopped. The sight of Dawn's naked body had her mesmerised, enchanted with its pure beauty. Only when Dawn placed a gentle hand on Buffy's arm did the blonde snap out of her silent worship.
Buffy sat back, struggled a bit to properly entwine her legs with Dawn's. Then she gasped and shivered when she pushed her clit against Dawn's. Her hips started moving almost on automatic, their slits rubbing together, their juices intermingling. Pleasure coursed through Buffy's body, nearly consuming her. Blindly, she reached out to Dawn and when she felt her sister's fingers brushing against her own, she took her hand and held it firmly.
Grinding her pussy against Dawn's, Buffy could feel the shivering of her body in her own, making the pleasure she felt burn all the fiercer.
Dawn clenched Buffy's hand tightly, knuckles whitening and then she screamed, her body shaking and shuddering. The feeling slammed into Buffy and she too was sent flying over the edge and an orgasm seared through her.
Panting, Buffy eventually lay down next to her sister, unable to resist kissing or stroking her here and there.
Dawn smiled at her. "I wish every morning started like this," she murmured, before place a brief kiss on Buffy's lips.
Buffy smiled back, feeling happier than she thought the human body should be able to handle.
Perhaps the whole altering of reality hadn't gone off without a hitch. The monks had intended Dawn to be someone Buffy would protect without question and had meant for her to be her sister. But instead, they had made her her lover.
And Buffy didn't mind that one bit.