Kevin was awakened by the warbling of a phone. He sleepily reached over to Dawn’s night-stand for it before he was fully awake. He thumbed the talk button. “Hello?”
“Oh, I’m sorry,” said a British accented voice. “I must have the wrong number.”
Kevin’s brain was starting to function. “Uh, maybe not. You looking for Dawn?”
“Uh, yes—yes I am.” Kevin could hear the confusion in the voice at the other end.
“Just a sec. I’ll wake her.” Kevin put the phone back down and gently shook Dawn’s shoulder. She was lying next to him with her arm and leg across him. “Dawn…Dawn, honey. Someone wants to talk to you.”
Dawn opened her eyes and looked at him blearily. “Wha’?”
Kevin picked up her phone and held it out to her. “Some English sounding guy wants to talk to you. I think maybe it’s Mr. Giles.”
Dawn took the phone. “Hello? …” She smiled at Kevin. “Oh, hi Giles.” She looked at her clock and yawned. “You do realize that it’s seven AM here don’t you? … Oh, that was my boyfriend Kevin. You woke us up.” Dawn pulled the phone away from her ear. The sound from the tiny speaker in it was too distorted for Kevin to make out what Giles was shouting. Dawn waited for him to calm down a bit before she put her phone back to her ear. “Calm down Giles.” Kevin saw her grin evilly. “You have to watch your blood pressure when you get to be your age.” Dawn pulled the phone away from her ear again. She waited for the noise to die down a bit again before she talked. “I don’t think you phoned ask about my love life. … Yes, Buffy knows all about us. You’ve been shouting loud enough you probably woke her up. … So, have you had a chance to look at my translation?”
Dawn had emailed a copy of her translation off to Giles before going to bed last night, figuring he’d get it first thing in his morning, and would be able to spend the day going over it before he called her back. She had kinda hoped that he’d be considerate enough to let her sleep in a bit, though. She sat up in her bed as she listened to him.
“Look Giles, I’ve already had this conversation with Buffy. Right now we’re just looking into it, seeing if it’s doable, and we’re looking for other options too. We only do it if we don’t find anything else that looks like it’s got a shot at working, and if you and Willow and Althenea all agree that the spell is solid. … Yeah Willow wants to run it past her too, but only as a final check, and she doesn’t get any info on exactly who’s doing it. … Okay, so what do you think about our discrepancies?”
Dawn pointed toward her desk, and made a writing gesture with her hand. Kevin got out of her bed and went to get her a pen and a pad of paper. He watched her talk with Giles and take notes for a while before he got up again and pulled on his pants. “I’m going to go make you some breakfast,” he told her quietly. He leaned over the bed and kissed her.
“Oh, thank you. I love you,” said Dawn. “No, I was talking to Kevin there,” she said into her phone. “Go ahead…” She bent down and started taking notes again.
Kevin steadied the tray with one hand, while he opened Dawn’s door with the other. She was still sitting in her bed talking on the phone, but the pen and notepad had been set aside. “…he is the most wonderful guy on the planet. He’s sweet, and kind, and funny, and smart, and brave…” Dawn smiled up at Kevin. “…and he brings me breakfast in bed.”
Kevin put the tray down on the bed in front of her. “Who is this paragon? I must meet him sometime.”
Dawn stuck out her tongue at him. “Yeah, he’s back,” she said into her phone. “Okay, here.” She held out the phone to Kevin. “Giles wants to talk to you.”
Kevin gulped as he took the phone. Dawn reached for her glass of orange juice as he lifted it to his ear. “Um…hello Mr. Giles.”
“Hello Kevin,” said Giles. “Dawn tells me that you’ve known each other for some time.”
Kevin watched Dawn pour milk from a pitcher into one of the bowls of cold cereal on the tray…he hadn’t gone for fancy this time. “A couple of years,” he told Giles. “But we really didn’t start to get to know each other well until a couple of months ago.”
“And what are your intentions?” asked Giles.
“Sir?” asked Kevin. He thought the question sounded like something out of an old movie.
“What are your intentions toward Dawn?”
“I intend to make her happy, Sir,” said Kevin.
“Well…from the way she sounds, you’re succeeding.”
Kevin smiled. “I try, Sir.”
“Cut out that ‘Sir’ stuff,” said Giles. “If you’re going to hanging around with that lot, you’re going to have to call me ‘Giles.’”
“Yes, S— I mean Giles.”
“Good. One other thing.”
“What’s that?” asked Kevin.
“You hurt her, and you’ll learn how I got my old nickname: ‘Ripper.’”
“That’s getting to be a long line,” said Kevin.
“I beg your pardon?”
“Uh… ‘Ripper’ will have to settle for whatever’s left after Buffy, Xander and Spike are done with me…Spike implied that there wouldn’t be much left when he was through.”
“Oh, that’s all right.” Giles chuckled. “Ripper knows ways to punish people even after they’ve died.”
“I’ll keep that in mind,” said Kevin. “So, um, you want to talk to Dawn some more?”
“No, no,” said Giles. “I think we’ve covered everything for now. Goodbye Kevin.”
“Uh, goodbye Sir…I mean Giles.” Kevin heard Giles disconnect, and turned Dawn’s phone off. He looked at her. “Ripper?”
“Old nickname of his,” said Dawn around a mouthful of cereal. “Don’t know exactly how he got it, but I suspect it was because it sounded tougher than ‘Rupert.’”
“He gave me the impression that there was more to it than that,” said Kevin. He poured milk into his own bowl, and started to eat.
Dawn noticed something on the tray when they were both finished their juice and cereal. She pointed to a squeeze bottle of liquid honey. “What’s that for?”
Kevin smiled. “Dessert.” He moved the tray to the floor, but kept the bottle. He squeezed a dab of honey around the nipple of Dawn’s breast. She squealed with delight as he leaned forward to lick it up.
Dawn and Kevin spent Sunday morning doing more research on the Orb of Kauket without making any progress. They decided to go visit Marcia in the hospital that afternoon, mostly just to say “hi” but also to see if she remembered hearing anything more about it while the vampires had been holding her prisoner. They stopped at Kevin’s house first, so he could borrow the car, and raid his mother’s flower-beds for another get well bouquet.
When they got to the hospital the nurse on the desk on Marcia’s floor told them that they couldn’t see Marcia right away. A couple of police officers were talking to her. Kevin started getting nervous, wondering about just what Marcia would tell the cops, and what they’d think of it all, but Dawn just pulled him aside to where there were some chairs in the hallway by the elevators. She sat down, and pulled Kevin down beside her.
“What’s she going to tell the cops?” whispered Kevin. “Will she tell them about us?”
“Doesn’t much matter,” said Dawn. “Whatever she tells them, I bet they’ll pretty much ignore us. The more she tells them, the more they’ll ignore us.”
“I’m pretty sure that the cops in Sunnydale know the score,” said Dawn. “It’s impossible for someone who’s seen as much as they see to not have a pretty good idea what’s going on, but, officially, there’s no such thing as vampires and demons and such.
“They’ve also crossed paths with Buffy enough times that they’ve got a pretty good idea what she does. They may not know about her being the Slayer, but some of them even knew that, back in the days when Mayor Wilkins was still running things. Most of those cops are either sitting in jail now, or skipped the country with large quantities of the city’s money.
“When something not of the norm happens, they make a show of investigating it, but mostly they just sweep things under the carpet, and stay out of Buffy’s way…or sometimes I think they sweep a little useful information her way.”
“What do you mean?” asked Kevin.
“A few months ago they made a big show of doing a security audit on all of the city’s computer systems. City Hall, the Cops, the Coroner, the works. And when they were done every one of Willow’s back doors into their computer systems was still there. No way they could have missed finding all of them. And they were serious about shutting down holes. They got nearly every one the geeks had made into their systems. Someone must have left Willow’s holes open for us.”
“Who are the geeks?” asked Kevin.
“Two really annoying guys, and one evil one,” said Dawn. “They made a real pain in the ass of themselves last year, and then Warren killed a couple of girls, including Tara. Warren’s dead now, and Jonathan and the other guy skipped town.” Dawn looked down the hall. “Looks like the cops are done with Marcia.”
Kevin looked too, and saw a man and a woman walking toward them. They both had police badges clipped to their belts. Kevin thought they looked a little like Mulder and Scully, except ‘Mulder’ had less hair, and ‘Scully’ was blonde. He saw that the man was looking at Dawn with recognition in his eyes. He whispered something to his partner, and she gave Dawn a good look too, before they both looked at Kevin, and he felt like they were memorizing his face.
The man pushed the ‘down’ button for the elevator and waited. He looked at Dawn again and smiled and nodded. “Miss Summers.”
Dawn nodded back at him. “Detective Clark.”
Clark looked at Kevin. “And Kevin Berman, I presume.”
Kevin’s eyes widened. “Uh, yeah! How did you—”
The elevator chimed and the doors opened. Clark just smiled and nodded at Kevin. “Have a nice day.” The two detectives entered the elevator and the doors closed again.
“See?” said Dawn. She got up out of her chair. “Come on. Let’s go see Marcia.”
Kevin followed her. “How do you know that cop? How’d he know me?”
“They probably IDed us as the ones who brought Marcia in,” said Dawn. “I’ve met him a couple of times. He’s the one who took Faith away after she held me and Mom prisoner, and Buffy kicked her ass. Never seen the woman before.”
“A very long story that we don’t have time for now.” Dawn pushed open the door to Marcia’s room. “Hi, Marcia. Feeling better?”
Marcia was looking a lot better. There was no trace of the filth that had covered her last time Kevin had seen her. Her hair was neatly brushed, and she wasn’t looking as pale as she had been. She had an I.V. tube stuck in her arm.
“Hi Marcia.” Kevin nodded to the flowers on either side of her bed, and held up the bouquet he’d brought. “Guess these weren’t the most original thing to bring you.”
Marcia flashed him a wan smile. “It’s the thought that counts. Thank you. I’m feeling better,” she told Dawn. She lifted her arm. “They’re putting stuff back instead of taking it out. I’m still feeling pretty wiped, though.”
Dawn sat on the edge of her bed. “Do you feel up to talking about what happened?”
“Not really,” said Marcia. “I already told the police just about everything.”
“You don’t have to talk if you don’t want to, but if you’re feeling up to it, we’d like to know if you remember anything else about that Orb.”
“Yeah,” said Dawn. “Did you overhear them talking about it at all?”
“Just what I already told you,” said Marcia. “They kept going on about how it would bring night to the world, so they could rule it.”
“Doesn’t seem like they thought things through very well,” said Kevin.
“What do you mean?” asked Dawn.
“No sun, plants all die, then the herbivores all die, then the carnivores all die, and eventually even the scavengers end up dead. Not a whole lot left for them to rule.”
“And yet, they all keep trying,” said Dawn.
Dawn and Kevin stayed talking with Marcia for another fifteen minutes, until she started to look like she was having trouble staying awake. Dawn got up off the bed. “We should let you get some rest. We’ll see you around.”
“No, stay,” said Marcia. “I’m okay, I really don’t want to sleep…I keep dreaming about them, that they’ll come and take me back.”
“That won’t happen,” said Dawn. “None of the guys that took you can ever hurt you again.”
“The police said that they went to the warehouse,” said Marcia. “They didn’t find any of them. They’d cleared out. They could be anywhere.”
“They didn’t clear out of the warehouse,” said Dawn. “They were cleared out of the warehouse, and they aren’t anywhere. Believe me, they can’t hurt you anymore.”
“Are you sure?” asked Marcia.
“We’re sure,” said Kevin. “You get some rest, we’ll come back and see you again some other time. Take care of yourself.”
Kevin and Dawn walked away from Marcia’s room. “Are we really sure?” he asked.
“From what we got from Marcia, and the one Buffy and Spike caught, I think all the vamps that were using that nest are accounted for,” said Dawn. “Marcia’s as safe as anyone in Sunnydale ever is.”
Kevin pressed the button for the elevator. “Put that way, it doesn’t sound so reassuring.”
Dawn and Kevin decided to take a break from vampires and researching, so that evening they were playing pool with Janice and Dave in the basement of her house. Janice sank the eight ball, and Kevin made a tick mark with the chalk on the scoreboard. So far the score was tied. Two games each to the teams of Dave and Janice against Kevin and Dawn. Dawn started to rack the balls for another game.
“We should make this more interesting,” said Dave.
“What do you have in mind?” asked Dawn. “We can’t play for money, you’re broke. That’s why we aren’t at the Bronze.”
“How about we play for clothes?” asked Dave.
“What?” asked three voices.
“Strip pool,” said Dave. “Every time someone sinks a ball, someone on the other team has to take something off.”
“I don’t know…” Dawn looked at Kevin, and saw he didn’t look any happier about the prospect than she did.
“Oh, come on!” said Janice. “It’ll be fun. If even a tenth of what you’ve told us is true, you guys got nothing to hide from each other.”
“Wasn’t us I was thinking about,” said Kevin.
“Hey man, you ain’t got nothin’ I ain’t seen, neither,” said Dave.
Dawn and Kevin looked at each other again. Considering the spell that they might be doing, this sounded like pretty tame stuff…maybe they could work up to the spell gradually. Dawn could see that Kevin was thinking pretty much the same thing. “Alright, you’re on,” she told Janice. “Prepare to lose badly.” She finished racking the balls, and pulled the triangle away.
“In your dreams, Summers.” Janice placed the cue ball on the table, and took the break. The seven ball sank into a corner pocket. She smiled at Kevin and Dawn. “Who goes first?”
Dawn stuck out her tongue at Janice and held up her foot toward Kevin. He pulled off her shoe. Dave took the next shot, and missed. Dawn stepped up to the table. “Now you’ll see how this is done.” She sank the fifteen ball, and watched while Janice pulled off one of Dave’s shoes. Kevin stepped up to the table to take his shot, and Janice lost a shoe.
The game continued. At the end Dawn was taking aim at the cue ball in her stocking feet. Kevin was shoeless too. “Eight ball in the corner.” Dawn took the shot, and smiled at Dave. “Time to lose that last sock.”
Dave held up his foot, and Janice pulled off his sock. She was barefoot too. Kevin started to rack the balls for the next game. “Looks like things are about to get interesting.”
Dawn took the next break, and this time none of the balls went into any pockets. Dave took his turn and sank the eleven ball. Dawn lost a sock. Three balls later Dawn and Kevin were barefoot too. Dave took aim for his next shot. “Looks like things are about to get very interesting.” He missed the twelve.
Kevin sank the five ball, and looked expectantly toward Dave and Janice. She exchanged a look with Dave and then held up her arms. He stepped up to her and pulled her t-shirt off over her head. She was wearing a white seamless bra under it, that her erect nipples raised twin bumps in. Dawn took her shot, and Dave lost his shirt. Kevin missed, and it was Janice’s turn. She sank the fifteen ball, and she and Dave looked at Kevin and Dawn.
“I guess it’s my turn.” Dawn started to slowly unbutton her blouse.
Kevin took hold of her hands. “You sure about this?” He’d helped Dawn get dressed, and knew what she was wearing.
“Yeah, I’m sure.” Dawn dropped her hands down to her side. “You do it.”
“Okay…” Kevin finished unbuttoning the blouse, and Dawn turned away from him, Dave and Janice. Kevin slowly pulled the blouse back off her shoulders.
Dawn slowly turned back to the room. Dave’s eyes opened wide. She was wearing a sheer black lace bra that left very little to the imagination. “Whoa! Summers!”
“Just take your shot,” said Kevin.
Dave took his shot, and missed. It was Dawn’s turn, and she sank the seven. She smiled at Janice and Dave. “Time for someone to lose their pants.”
“I guess it’s my turn,” said Janice. She unzipped her pants and Dave pulled them slowly down her legs.
Dawn could see that Kevin was distracted when he took his shot, and he missed it entirely. Both Kevin and Dave watched Janice’s ass as she leaned over the table to take her shot. She sank the nine ball. Dawn stepped up to Kevin and removed his shirt.
Dave was looking at the table. The only striped ball left was the twelve, but he didn’t have a clear shot at it. He moved around the table to line up a bank shot. Dawn positioned herself in his line of sight. He glared at her. “You play dirty Summers.”
“What?” asked Dawn. “I’m just standing here.”
Dave tried to concentrate on the angles on the table…not Dawn’s curves. He took his shot. The cue ball banked off the far cushion, hit the twelve, and it rolled toward the corner pocket. It hit the cushion at the edge of the pocket and bounced back and forth in front of it a couple of times before coming to a rest without dropping in.
“Oh, nice try!” said Dawn. She stepped up to the table and potted the two. “Now lose your pants.”
Janice stepped up to Dave and kissed him. “Remember, this was your idea.” She undid the button at the top of his jeans, and unzipped them. She pushed his pants down off his hips, and crouched to pull them the rest of the way down his legs.
Dawn smiled when she saw Dave’s boxer shorts. “Nice shorts.” They had little teddy bears on them. She could also see that his erect penis was straining against the fabric, and there was a wet spot near where the tip would be.
Kevin took his turn, and missed his attempt to sink the four. Janice stepped up to the table. “I think this game is pretty much in the bag.” She sank the twelve, and smiled at Dawn and Kevin. “Which one of you takes off your pants first?”
“My turn,” said Dawn. She undid the button of her jeans. “You want to help me with these Kevin?”
“Yes ma’am.” Kevin took hold of the waist band of Dawn’s pants and slowly pulled them down her legs, revealing the black lace thong that matched her bra. She lifted her feet one at a time to let Kevin pull her pants all the way off.
Dawn did a slow pirouette. “What do you think?”
“I’d say, but then Janice would kill me,” said Dave, which earned him an elbow from Janice. “Kevin is one lucky dude.”
Kevin’s eyes moved up and down Janice. “I’d say we both hit the lottery.”
“Let’s finish this,” said Dave. He leaned over the table, and sank the eight ball. “That’s the game, and your pants.”
Dawn kissed Kevin while she unzipped his pants, and then pulled them down his legs. “Oh, he’s a briefs man!” said Janice, her eyes on the bulge his cock was making in them.
Dave started setting up the balls again. “And we’re down to the wire.”
“I think we need a rule change,” said Dawn.
“You’re not backing out now, are you Summers?” asked Dave.
“No, it’s just that things are going to be over awfully fast if we keep going the way we have,” said Dawn. “Let’s make the next game all or nothing.”
Dave and Janice exchanged a look. He nodded. “You’re on!” said Janice.
It was Dave’s turn to break. The balls scattered around the table, but none of them went in any of the pockets. Kevin took his turn, and missed an easy shot. Janice stepped up to the table and missed too.
“I think this might take a while,” said Dawn. She finally managed to pot the seven ball, but Kevin missed his next shot.
The entire game proceeded that way. It was the worst played game of the evening, with all of them so distracted that they kept missing easy shots. Dave scratched, sinking the cue ball, which led into a brief discussion of whether or not that meant that Kevin or Dawn could put something back on. They decided that since they’d opted for an all or nothing final match, that they’d have to stay in just their underwear, which worked out well, because Kevin scratched on his next shot too.
It finally came down to just three balls left on the table. The three, eight, and fourteen. Janice took her shot, and sank the fourteen.
“And the crowd goes wild!” said Dave. “This is it sports fans. It all comes down to this shot. Eight ball in the corner pocket.” He took his shot, and Dawn and Kevin held their breaths. It looked like it would be close… The eight ball rattled back and forth between the cushions in front of the corner pocket. “AAARRGGH!” cried Dave, and he beat his forehead on the side rail.
“Pride goeth before a fall,” said Dawn. She stepped up to the table and took careful aim at the three. It was a bit of an angle shot, and she missed it.
“You were saying?” asked Janice. She took her turn and the cue ball lightly tapped the eight into the pocket. “Ha!” She and Dave high-fived each other, and turned to Dawn and Kevin. “Pay up!” Janice took Dave by the hand and pulled him toward the sofa. They sat down together and leaned back, watching Kevin and Dawn.
Kevin put his arms around Dawn and held her close. “We don’t have to do this if you don’t want to,” he whispered into her ear.
“No, I’m the one who said it was all or nothing,” said Dawn. “Let’s give them a good show.”
“What do you have in mind?” asked Kevin.
“Dance with me.” Dawn kissed Kevin and slowly started to move. They slowly turned in front of Janice and Dave while holding each other tightly.
“Unhook me,” whispered Dawn. Her back was to the sofa so Janice and Dave could see Kevin’s hand come up and release the clasp of her bra. Dawn kissed Kevin again and slowly turned with him. She lowered her arms to her sides and Kevin pulled the straps of her bra off her shoulders. She pulled herself away from Kevin for a moment to let the bra fall to the floor before she pressed her breasts against his chest and wrapped her arms around him again.
Dawn and Kevin kept slowly turning together in front of the sofa. Her hands came down to the waist band of his briefs, and he took hold of her thong. They both pushed them down together. They continued to dance and slowly wriggled their legs to work their underwear down their thighs. First Kevin’s briefs, and then Dawn’s thong fell to the floor, and they stepped out of them.
Dawn held Kevin tightly as they kissed and slowly danced together. She could feel his hard cock pressed against her stomach. She wanted to wrap herself around it, feel it in her, and she knew that Kevin wanted the same thing…except for one problem. She forced herself to pull her mouth away from his. “I think it’s time to take our bow,” she whispered.
They pulled themselves apart and turned toward the sofa. Kevin bowed, and Dawn curtsied. Then they looked up. Dave and Janice weren’t paying any attention to them. They were locked in an embrace every bit as passionate as the one Dawn and Kevin had broken off, their arms around each other, their legs entwined, their mouths pressed against the other’s.
Dawn looked back and forth between Kevin, and the couple on the sofa. Janice and Dave still weren’t taking any notice of them. “So, another game?” she asked him.
Kevin shrugged. “Sure, why not.” They went back to the table and started to set up the balls again. Kevin looked back at the couple on the sofa when they were ready to start. “Looks like it’s just us this time.”
“That’s fine with me.” Dawn grinned. “Usual bet?”
“You’re on!” said Kevin.
Buffy and Willow were watching TV when Dawn and Kevin came into the house. They said a quick “Hi!” and proceeded up to Dawn’s room together. They started to kiss as soon as Dawn’s door was closed.
Kevin’s hands went straight to the button at the top of Dawn’s jeans. He released it, and unzipped her fly. His hand slid down into her pussy. Dawn groaned into his mouth as his fingers pressed into her.
Dawn pushed down her pants as she backed toward her bed. She sat down on the edge of it and Kevin kneeled in front of her. He took off her shoes and pulled her pants down off her legs. She wasn’t wearing any panties—she hadn’t put them on again when they’d gotten dressed again before leaving Janice’s. Kevin had her thong in his pocket.
Dawn lay back across her bed and spread her legs, opening her swollen sex for Kevin’s tongue. He pressed his face between her legs and slowly started to lick her. He used the tip of his tongue, gently caressing her labia and lightly flicking at her clit.
Dawn tried to grab Kevin’s head, to pull him hard against her but he caught her wrists and held them. He continued to slowly and gently move his mouth over her, lightly kissing her inner thighs while Dawn tried (not too hard) to break her wrists free from his grip.
Kevin removed his mouth from Dawn’s sex and smiled at her. “Keep struggling like this and I’m going to have to tie you up.” That had the expected result, Dawn’s face lit up, and she broke free from his hold almost instantly.
“I warned you,” said Kevin. He got up off the floor and went to Dawn’s closet. He pulled the sash off her kimono. He returned to Dawn on the bed. “Give me your hands.”
Dawn smiled and held out her hands. Kevin quickly bound them together, and then moved Dawn up near the head of her bed, so he could tie them to the metalwork of her headboard with her lying on her back on her bed. He climbed off the end of it, and looked down at her while he kicked off his own shoes, and pulled off his pants.
Kevin crawled back onto the bed, and lowered his face between Dawn’s legs. He resumed his slow, gentle caressing of her pussy with his mouth. Dawn was soon squirming under his licks and kisses, and begging for him to do more.
When Kevin judged she could last no longer, he sucked her clit hard into his mouth, biting gently on it with his teeth, and circling it with his tongue. He pressed his fingers into her pussy, and hard against her G-spot.
Dawn came hard. She moaned and bucked her hips. Her back arched, pressing herself up against his face. Her orgasm went on and on. When it finally passed Dawn lay back panting for breath. Kevin removed his fingers from her pussy and held them up to her mouth for her to lick clean. He kissed her, and then he moved back down between her legs and started to lick her gently again. His cock was rock hard, and he craved his own release, but Dawn had won two games.
This time Kevin quickly moved from the gentle caresses with the tip of his tongue to hard licking and sucking. He returned his fingers to her pussy, driving three of them deep inside her. He twisted his fingers inside her while his mouth sucked on her clit.
Dawn lifted her legs, and placed her socked feet on Kevin’s shoulders. She felt his fingers deep in her pussy, and his mouth on her clit. She strained at the sash binding her hands to her headboard as she built toward a new orgasm. This time Kevin wasn’t taking it slowly. She felt the hand that wasn’t in her pussy sliding around her hip, coming down toward her sex. He slid his fingers down on either side of her clit. They gently squeezed it between them while he kept sucking on it. She came again.
Kevin carefully licked Dawn clean, and then he crawled up along her bed to kiss her. He wanted to ram his cock into her, but he knew that he would come nearly the instant he did so, and he wanted this to last. He turned himself around, and lay down next to her, his cock by her head. Dawn rolled herself toward him. She couldn’t use her hands, but his cock was there by her face. She sucked him into her mouth while Kevin’s mouth went back to her pussy. He exploded into her on almost the first suck.
Dawn kept sucking as Kevin’s spasms filled her mouth with semen. She swallowed it all, and kept sucking and licking him. His cock never really softened. It got a little limp for a moment, but it was soon hard again.
Kevin pulled himself away from Dawn and turned around. He released her hands and pulled her up off her bed. “What do you want to do?” she asked.
Kevin grabbed a condom off her night-stand and started to put it on. Dawn’s hands took over, and he kissed her. “I’ve been thinking about this all night, watching you bend over that pool table,” said Kevin. He went to her desk and quickly pushed things aside. “Come here.”
Dawn smiled and went and bent over her desk, leaning on it. She arched her back to raise her ass higher. “Like this?” she wiggled it.
“Oh yeah!” Kevin was behind her, and she felt his cock sinking into her, filling her up. She felt his hands take hold of her hips. They started to move together.
Dawn closed her eyes and concentrated on the feel of Kevin moving inside her. For sheer physical pleasure this was one of her favourite positions, but she missed being able to hold Kevin in her arms, or kiss him, or look into his eyes. The way his cock pressed against her G-spot on every thrust nearly made up for all of that though.
Dawn felt Kevin’s hands move up along her back, pushing up the blouse she was still wearing. His hands went to the clasp of her bra and unhooked it. He leaned forward and slid his hands around to grasp hold of her breasts. His mouth came down on the nape of her neck.
Dawn moaned with pleasure and moved a hand down between her legs. She started to rub her clit with her fingers in time with Kevin’s thrusts. Kevin kept moving in her, slowly building with her toward a fresh climax. Kevin knew she was getting close and slowed down, trying to stretch this out as long as possible. When Dawn felt she could wait no longer she started to gyrate her hips. The change in her motion set Kevin off. He groaned and thrust himself harder into her. He straightened up, but he kept hold of her breasts, pulling her up away from her desk with him. His cock pounded into her a few more times, setting Dawn off too.
Dawn finished straightening herself up, and twisted around to kiss Kevin while the last waves of her orgasm were still washing through her. After a moment Kevin relaxed his grip on her, and his cock slipped free from her pussy. Dawn turned herself around so she could hold and kiss him.
They returned to her bed, and collapsed onto it for a brief 69 to clean each other with their mouths. When they were done, Kevin turned himself around again, and lay down beside Dawn, face to face with her. They kissed again, and finally got around to slowly pulling each other’s shirts off. They lay snuggled together in each other’s arms, kissing and caressing one another.
Buffy knocked lightly on Dawn’s door a few minutes later. “Guys? It’s time for Kevin to be going home. You have school tomorrow.”
“Okay Buffy!” called Dawn. She pulled Kevin to her for a long, deep kiss. She let go of him again. “So I’ll see you in the morning?”
“Of course,” said Kevin. “Eight o’clock.” He got out of her bed.
Dawn sat and watched Kevin as he got dressed, and moved around gathering his things and stuffing them back into his overnight bag. When he was finished she got out of bed too, and went to her closet for her kimono. She had to go back to her bed and untie the sash from her headboard. She gave it to Kevin for him to thread through the loops around her waist. He knelt in front of her to give her breasts a goodbye kiss before he pulled her kimono closed around them.
Dawn accompanied Kevin down to the front door, and gave him another kiss. “Goodnight. I love you.”
“I love you too.” Kevin kissed her goodbye, and walked away toward his home.
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