Dawn sat with her legs wrapped around Kevin’s waist, and her forehead pressed against his. They had their arms wrapped around each other as they took deep breaths of air, and looked into each other’s eyes.
“Okay,” said Willow. “I think we can call that a successful dressed rehearsal.” She was kneeling on the floor behind Dawn, and was breathing almost as heavily as Dawn and Kevin were.
“I still think we should have had an undressed rehearsal,” said Anya.
“Ahn…” said Xander, with a note of warning in his voice.
They were all in Buffy’s bedroom. Dawn and Kevin were in the centre of a large circle of sand drawn on the floor. A triangle was inscribed inside it, with Anya, Xander and Willow at its vertices. None of them were wearing much in the way of clothing. Boxer shorts on the guys, and bras and panties for the girls.
“That’s it,” said Willow. “We’re as ready as we’re going to be. Next time it’s going to be for real.”
Dawn pulled her eyes away from Kevin, and looked around. They all had symbols, Egyptian hieroglyphics, painted onto their skin. “Uh…why don’t you guys hit the shower first…sort it out between you who goes first.” Her eyes went back to Kevin’s, and she could see that he was thinking along the same lines. “Call us when you’re all done.” She climbed to her feet, and pulled Kevin up after her.
“Yes,” said Anya. “Willow can have the first shower.” Her eyes were on Xander. “I want to use Xander’s penis.”
“Anya!” cried Xander.
“Oh, don’t try to tell me your penis doesn’t want to be used, Mister!” said Anya. “I can see that it wants to be used!”
“Yes,” said Willow, “but we didn’t need to hear that.”
“You guys sort it out amongst yourselves.” Dawn pulled Kevin toward the door to her room. “Let us know how it works out.” She opened the door and pulled Kevin through.
Kevin grabbed Dawn and kissed her as soon as her door was closed. She picked herself up and wrapped herself around him, holding him tightly with her legs around his waist while he carried her to her bed. They fell down across it together.
Dawn’s hand went down into Kevin’s shorts, taking hold of his engorged cock. Kevin’s hand went down to pull the fabric of her panties aside from the entrance to her pussy. He plunged into her.
“Oh Kevin!” Dawn gasped with every thrust. The rehearsal had gotten them both aroused into a state of near frenzy. She felt that she could come at any time now, but she held herself back, waiting for Kevin.
Kevin pressed harder into her and groaned out her name. She felt his seed gushing into her, and she let herself go.
Dawn became aware that she was lying across her bed, her legs hanging off one side, and her head off the other. Now that she was trying to relax, it wasn’t a very comfortable position, for either of them. Kevin rolled himself off her, and pulled her onto her bed properly for their post coital kissing and cuddling.
They slowly removed each other’s remaining underwear and then they lay together, holding each other. Kevin gently kissed Dawn’s lips while his hands caressed her skin. She pulled herself closer to him, feeling his warmth. “Hmm…love you,” she whispered.
“And I love you.” Kevin’s hand came up and brushed some strands of her hair back behind her ear. He nibbled on its lobe. “So…we’re coming down to the wire…are you really sure you want to do this?”
“Do you want to back out?” asked Dawn. “You just have to say ‘no.’”
“No,” said Kevin. “I mean, I don’t want to back out. I’m in if you’re in.”
“Good, ’cause it’s too late to start auditioning for a replacement for you,” said Dawn.
Kevin smiled at her. “You think you could?”
“No,” said Dawn. “No one can ever replace you.”
“There is that guy in Australia.”
“Funny accent,” said Dawn. “It could never work between us.”
“Crickey! I guess you’re stuck with me.”
“No one I’d rather be stuck with.” Dawn started to slowly caress her way up his leg with her toes.
“I’m just worried about you,” said Kevin. “We don’t really know what releasing the Key will do.”
“Buffy risks her life every night,” said Dawn. “This is just one time.” Her toes passed his knee.
“Buffy’s the Slayer. She’s got all those powers.”
“And I’ve got the power of the Key,” said Dawn. “Time to learn if it’s good for something.”
“You’re good for something, no matter what the Key can do.”
Dawn moved her hips a bit, sliding her slit across the top of Kevin’s cock, which had grown hard again, and was pressing between her legs. “I know you think so.”
“Not just me,” said Kevin. “Janice and Dave think so too, and you saved Nancy and Kirsty from those vampires. You’ve got a sister who loves you, and there’s a line of about half a dozen people who’ve threatened to do very nasty things to me if I ever hurt you, so you’re important to them too.”
“Mmm.” Dawn’s hips moved again, and this time she captured his cock with her pussy, and he slid into her. Kevin tightened his arm around her back, and pulled her closer. He kissed her. They lay together with him inside her, but not really moving together—just enjoying the feeling of being so close.
Dawn started a slow tensing and relaxing of her inner muscles around his cock, squeezing and releasing it. Kevin’s hand slid down between their bodies and caressed her clit with his finger tips, in time with her squeezing. They didn’t know how long they stayed like that. Time lost all meaning as they gently gave pleasure to each other.
They were interrupted by a knock on her door. “Guys,” came Willow’s voice. “The shower is free, and supper’s in half an hour.”
Dawn pulled her mouth away from Kevin’s “Okay! We’re coming.”
Kevin heard Willow’s snort. He looked at Dawn’s smiling face. “Soon,” he promised her.
Dawn gasped as Kevin thrust into her. He rolled her over onto her back and rose up onto his knees, holding her hips, and pulling her up against him. He looked down at her, watching her arch her back. He pumped his hips, and felt her come. “God, you are fucking beautiful!” he told her. “Or you’re beautiful when you’re fucking!” He kept thrusting.
Dawn laughed, and he felt her coming again, her laughter mixed with her gasps. God, she felt so good. He pushed forward hard, and groaned as he erupted into her.
They both stopped moving, and gasped for air. Kevin slowly lowered Dawn’s hips back to her bed, staying inside her, and watching while her breathing calmed. He reached up and ran his hands over her breasts. “You are beautiful all the time.”
Dawn smiled up at him. “So are you. Now come here.”
“Yes, ma’am.” Kevin leaned down over Dawn. His hands stayed on her breasts while they kissed, long and slow, and his cock softened.
Dawn broke off the kiss when he finally slipped free from inside her. Her breathing and her pulse had calmed. She grinned and gave the tip of his nose a lick. “So, shower?”
“Um…shower.” But Kevin didn’t let her up right away. He kissed his way down her body, and ducked his face briefly between her legs to give her sex a quick cleaning with his tongue. He sat up. “Okay, let’s go.”
“Not quite so fast.” Dawn curled herself around, to do for him what he had just done for her, and then she sat up, and gave him another kiss. “Okay, now we can shower.”
Dawn and Kevin came down the stairs as the food was being carried to the dinning room table. She saw that Anya was looking happier than she had for some time, and Xander was looking pretty pleased himself. She was happy for them, and hoped that they could make it work this time.
Buffy was looking less pleased with them. “You are going to change the sheets on my bed before you leave tonight.”
“Yes, Buffy,” said Xander. “We’ll do that.”
Dawn decided to switch the conversation to a different topic as they sat down to eat. “So, have we figured out where everyone’s going to be sleeping?”
“You could move into my room with me,” said Buffy, “And we can let Dad sleep in your room, and put Giles on the couch.”
“I offered him my couch, but he turned it down for some reason,” said Xander.
“So when is Mr. Giles arriving?” asked Kevin.
“Monday,” said Buffy. “His flight’s due to arrive at 10:00 AM.”
“And Dad’s coming up on Sunday morning,” said Dawn.
“What did you tell him, so he wouldn’t come tomorrow?”
“The truth, sort of,” said Dawn.
Kevin gulped. “The truth?”
“Not the whole truth,” said Buffy. “Just that we would all be busy in a very delicate magic ritual that had to take place on the solstice, and that it would work better without having any distractions, such as Dad looking over our shoulders while we did it.”
“And he accepted that?” asked Xander.
“He didn’t like it, but he didn’t push it either,” said Buffy. She was a little concerned by just how easy it had been to talk their father into postponing. She and Dawn had only just started to rebuild their relationship with him a few months ago, and now they seemed to be pushing him away again. It had been tougher talking Giles into staying away. He had wanted to be there when they were doing the spell, but Dawn had been adamant that he not come. She had told him outright that she and Kevin were suffering from enough performance anxiety as it was, and having him there would only make it worse. She would really hate to start this spell, and then not have it work because they were too nervous to carry it through.
“So, is everything else set?” asked Xander.
“We’ve got everything we need,” said Willow. “Everything that can be prepared ahead of time has been. I’ll have to release the binding spell on the Orb tomorrow, before we start the other one, but that’ll be easy. It should only take a few minutes. I think I’ll save that until about 4:30. Gives us lots of time to start the main spell at five.”
“So, nothing else we need to do to get ready?” asked Dawn.
“Nope.” Willow cast a thoughtful look toward her and Kevin.
“Well…um…if we don’t want you to have any performance problems…maybe you better knock it off, from now until we do it.”
“But that’s almost a whole day away!” said Dawn.
Buffy raised her eyebrows at her. “You can’t go a day?” Kevin and Dawn both blushed.
“Uh…yeah…we can go a day, but our control tends to be better if we’ve had less time to uh…build up our, um, desire,” said Dawn. “I think we should do it at least once tomorrow morning.”
Dawn lay on her stomach on her bed, feeling the light touch of Kevin’s brush on her back. She thought that it was a shame that they’d have to wash off his creation before they started the spell…here would have been a perfect opportunity to let someone else see one of his paintings in something other than a photograph.
Kevin had refused to tell her what he was creating this time. They didn’t have time for a full body painting. He was restricting himself to her back, though part of the picture did trail down across her left ass cheek. She could see his paints, and this time he was mainly using iridescent greens, and blues. Dawn closed her eyes, and tried to picture what he was creating in her mind, based on the colours he was using, and where she felt his brush against her skin.
Their collection of photographs of Dawn wearing nothing but body paint had grown. Some of Kevin’s experiments had been more successful than others. The pictures of her clothed in flames turned out to be just as popular as the cat pictures. That time they had even done her hair. It had taken nearly a week to get all of the dye they had used washed out again. Dawn had spent a few days as a flaming redhead. Dawn had tried painting Kevin a few times too. Those efforts had been less successful, artistically, but they had been just as much fun.
Kevin’s brush strokes moved around her ass, and his brush dipped down between her legs. Dawn giggled. “What are you doing? Painting some sort of strange plant growing out of my ass?”
“Nope.” Kevin washed out his brush, and switched colours, moving on to reds and yellows, that Dawn could feel him applying to her right shoulder. He worked quickly. It didn’t take long before he set his brush aside, and sat back to look at her. “Finished!” he declared.
Dawn started to get up. “Now can I see what it is?”
Kevin laid a hand on her unpainted shoulder, pushing her back down onto her bed. “Not quite yet.” His other hand slipped between her legs, and his fingers brushed over her wet pussy.
Dawn relaxed back down on her bed. “Well, if you’re going to do that, I can wait.” His fingers started to caress her clit. “Oh, that’s nice.” He kept rubbing her. “Oh, yeah!”
Dawn slowly spread her legs. Two of Kevin’s fingers slid into her, while he kept a third on her clit. “Oh Kevin!”
“You like this?” asked Kevin.
“You want me continue?”
She felt him leaning over her back, and his lips caressed her shoulder. His cock rubbed along her thigh. She felt him pressing it against her. “You want more than my fingers in you, don’t you?”
“So, what’s the magic word?”
“Uh…” Kevin’s fingers twisted inside her. “…Oh! Uh, chrysanthemum?”
“No, that’s not it. You know what it is.” His finger circled her clit.
Dawn smiled. She knew the word, but she also knew that now that Kevin had started this game, he wouldn’t enter her with his cock until she said it. “Is it rosebud?”
“No,” said Kevin, but she felt his thumb rub over her anus.
Dawn sighed. They hadn’t tried anything anal yet, but she was thinking about it more and more, and she could tell that Kevin was too. Today wouldn’t be the day that they went any farther in that direction than what he was doing now though. “Uh, spark-plug?”
Kevin groaned. His fingers pressed deeper into her, and he shifted his weight, grinding his cock harder against her leg. “No!”
Dawn gasped, and wondered how much longer she could hold out. “Clockwork? … Flubotinum? … Grapplegrommet?”
“No! … No! … No!” groaned Kevin.
Dawn knew that they were approaching the end of this game, one way or another. She couldn’t hold out much longer, and neither could Kevin. She could hear in his voice that he was going to come, whether he was in her or not. She decided to end it. “Oh, please!”
She felt Kevin lifting himself off her. His fingers stayed in her cunt though, and she felt him lifting her. “Up on your knees!”
Kevin’s fingers kept lifting as Dawn climbed up onto her hands and knees, and then they left her. His hands grabbed her hips, and she felt his cock plunging into her. “Oh god!” She felt herself coming.
Kevin withdrew, and plunged himself into her again. She heard his groan, and felt him spasm. He thrust into her again, and again, each thrust pushing her orgasm to a new level.
Kevin finally stopped, and Dawn collapsed, dropping back down onto her mattress, but her ass stayed up in the air, with Kevin still inside her. “Oh, Dawn!” He bent himself down around her, and kissed her shoulder again. “You are so wonderful!”
“Ha!” said Dawn. “You’re pretty wonderful yourself.”
Kevin dropped down onto the bed beside her. “We’re just too wonderful. We’re an over-superfluity of wonderfulness.”
Dawn laughed. She lowered her hips back to the mattress, and rolled to face him. “I guess we’ll have to suffer it together.” She kissed him.
“Oh, what I put up with for you.” Kevin kissed the tip of her nose, and then turned himself around. Dawn lifted her leg to give his mouth access to her pussy, and started to lick his cock, to clean him off while he cleaned her.
Kevin pulled away when they were done. He gave her ass a gentle slap. “Now, back on your stomach, so I can check for damage.”
Dawn had forgotten that he’d been painting her back. She rolled onto her stomach while Kevin sat up. She saw him reaching for his paints and brushes again. “Is the damage bad?” she asked. She still had no idea what it was.
“Nyah.” She felt his brush on her ass. “Just a little touch-up needed down here.”
Kevin worked for a couple of minutes, and then she felt his warm breath blowing over the area he had retouched, to speed the drying. “So, can I see it now?”
“Soon,” said Kevin. He got up off her bed. “Come on, and be careful.”
Dawn rolled to her right—onto the unpainted cheek—and rose up off her bed. She went toward her closet, and started to open the door to see her mirror.
Kevin stopped her. “Nope. Not yet.” He steered her toward her desk chair. He grabbed it and spun it around. “Here, sit straddling it.” He reached for his camera.
Dawn sat straddling the chair, and Kevin turned her so that her back was facing the window, so there was lots of daylight on his painting. He had her pull her hair over her shoulder, and started taking pictures. He moved around her, trying to get the perfect angle, lighting, and background.
At last he seemed to be satisfied. “Okay, you can get up and look now.”
“It’s about time.” Dawn rose off the chair. Kevin snapped a few more pictures as she moved to her closet and opened the door. Dawn turned around, and looked back over her shoulder. “Oh! That’s incredible!”
“You like?” asked Kevin.
“I like!” said Dawn. Kevin had painted a fire breathing dragon, flying across her back. The flames from its mouth licked across her right shoulder, and its tail curled down around her ass. She turned herself, craning her neck one way, and the other, to see it from different angles.
Kevin picked up a hand mirror from off her dresser. “Here, try it with this.” He gave it to her.
“Thank you.” It was much more comfortable using the second mirror, and she could see it better too. She could see the green and blue iridescent pattern of the dragon’s scales. “It’s a shame that we keep washing these off before anyone gets the chance to see them.”
“We have the pictures,” said Kevin.
“They’re not the same.” Dawn thought for a moment, and made up her mind. “Some people are going to see this one.”
“What?” asked Kevin.
“Well, they won’t get to see all of it,” said Dawn. “They can use their imaginations about where the tail goes below my waist, but other than that…” She went to her drawers and opened one of them. After a little rummaging she came up with a backless halter top. She slipped the neck strap over her head, and turned her back to Kevin. “You want to tie me up?”
“I don’t think we have time for that now,” said Kevin. “We’ll have to save it for later.”
“Ha ha. Now tie the back please.”
“Yes ma’am.” Kevin tied the string across her back, and then gave her still bare ass a slap. “You’re still pretty exposed here.”
Dawn turned to face him, and gave him a kiss. She reached around and slapped his ass too. “So are you.” She let go and pulled a pair of her sweat pants out of the drawer too. She started to pull them on. “If you get dressed, we can go down for lunch now.”
Dawn stood in front of the refrigerator, holding the door open, and looking inside it. “Let’s see…we’ve got leftover pizza…leftover Chinese…I could make us some quesadillas…”
“The pizza sounds good,” said Kevin.
Dawn pulled out the box, and opened it. “Hmm, enough for you. I guess I’ll take the Chinese.” She pulled a couple of more boxes of takeout from the Jade Dragon from the fridge and moved toward the microwave. “You want your pizza heated up?”
“Yeah, sure.” Kevin pulled a couple of glasses out of the cupboard, and he filled them with milk while Dawn pushed buttons on the front of the microwave. She transferred the pizza from the box to a plate, and put it in.
She had just pressed the start button, and turned back to lean against the counter when Willow came in from the dining room. “You making lunch?”
“Just clearing out some of the leftovers,” said Dawn. “You’re on your own.”
Willow went to the fridge. “Did you leave us anything?”
“Sure, there’s lots of stuff in there,” said Dawn. “We might be able to feed Xander too, if he arrives soon enough.”
“Xander’s on his own too.” Willow rummaged through the fridge, pulling out things to make herself a salad with. She took them to the counter and started chopping veggies.
The microwave beeped, and Dawn turned back to it, to get Kevin’s pizza out, and to put her Chinese in.
“Wow!” said Willow.
Dawn turned back. “Wow? What wow?” she asked, but Willow could see her smirk.
“Your back wow, as you very well know. Now turn around and let me look at it.”
Dawn turned back to the microwave to continue programming the reheating of her lunch. She heard Willow moving up behind her to take a closer look. “This is really good!”
“What’s good?” Dawn looked back and saw Buffy coming in from the living room.
Dawn entered Buffy’s bedroom from the bathroom. She had just finished taking a shower to remove Kevin’s painting from her back. She had been a little disappointed that Willow had insisted that she take the shower alone, even though she understood the reasoning behind it. Taking the shower with Kevin would have been too risky, this close to the spell. Either they’d get themselves worked up into a state where they wouldn’t have the necessary control, or they’d succumb to the temptation. It had made it difficult to be sure that her back was entirely cleaned off though.
The room was dark. The curtains were drawn, and what light there was, was coming from the ring of candles on the floor. They were not providing nearly enough light to beat back the shadow from the Orb of Kauket that was floating just below the ceiling above the ring.
Everyone was waiting for her. The only person present who was fully dressed was Buffy. Willow had her bathrobe on, and Kevin and Xander were wearing towels. They were trying not to steal looks at Anya, who was standing nude, without any sign of self-consciousness.
Buffy looked at Dawn. “You can still back out of this.”
Dawn shook her head. “No I can’t. I’m doing it.” She looked around at the others. “Right? We’re all doing it?”
There was a general agreement from the others in the room, though Xander still sounded a little doubtful.
“We need you in this, Xander,” said Willow.
“I’m in!” said Xander. “I just wish I could be wearing my pants while I was in.”
“Careful with that ‘W’ word, Xander,” said Dawn. “You never know if one of Anya’s old friends might be listening.”
“No need to worry about that,” said Anya. “None of them will have anything to do with me anymore, unless they’re trying to kill me.”
“So, how much is the bounty on you now?” asked Xander.
Anya glared at him. “Why do you want to know?”
“Oh, just curious… Passing the time… Trying to think about anything other than being naked.”
“Which is my cue to leave,” said Buffy. She turned away, and walked out of her room, leaving the door open behind her.
The five of them stood, looking at each other. “So,” said Willow, “I guess it’s time to start.” No one moved.
“Oh for god’s sake!” said Anya. “Just get undressed already!” She reached out, and pulled Xander’s towel away from him.
Dawn couldn’t help herself. Her eyes flicked downward to check out Xander’s package, before he got his hands over it. “Not bad, Xand.”
Xander stood holding his hands over his privates. “Hey! No looking! There was to be no looking!”
“I know what you look like, Xander,” said Anya. She reached for Kevin’s towel. “Let’s see you.”
“Hey!” cried Kevin and Dawn together. Kevin moved faster than Xander had, and had his hands in position before Anya got the towel away.
“No fair!” said Anya. “Your girlfriend got to see Xander.”
“Guys!” said Willow. “This is supposed to be a solemn spell. Stop fooling around!” She untied the belt of her robe, and let it fall to the floor. She looked back and forth between Xander and Kevin. “Let’s let everyone have a good look, and then let’s get started.” She looked pointedly toward Dawn, who was now the only person in the room wearing any clothes.
Dawn let her kimono fall to the floor. She wanted to try to cover herself with her hands, but she managed to keep them down by her sides. She clenched her fists as she looked around between Willow, Xander, Anya and Kevin.
Kevin was the first to move, letting his hands fall back to his sides, exposing his cock, which was rising toward attention. He looked at Xander, with defiance in his eyes.
Xander met Kevin’s gaze, and dropped his hands too. Willow watched them, glaring at each other, and seeing their manhoods rising. They both looked good to her. ‘Gay now!’ she reminded herself, and shifted her look to Dawn, and then Anya. It didn’t help. They all looked good enough to eat, and that thought put images into her head that were very inappropriate…and not at all conducive to the level of concentration that this spell would require. She shifted her attention back to Xander and Kevin. It really didn’t help.
“Okay!” squeaked Willow. “Let’s get started.” She pointed toward the cleared space in the floor in the centre of the circle of candles. “Dawn, and Kevin, assume your positions.” She tried to ignore the moist feeling growing between her legs.
Dawn and Kevin both moved into the circle, ducking low to make sure that they didn’t touch the Orb, even though it was high enough for them both to walk under it. They sat down on the floor with their legs crossed, indian style, and facing each other. Now that Dawn was under the Orb, Willow could see that she really did seem to be glowing with a green inner light. Kevin was nearly lost in the shadow cast by the Orb.
Willow picked up a pitcher of sand off Buffy’s bedside table and gave it to Xander. The second pitcher went to Anya, and Willow took the third for herself. The sand had come from Egypt, swept up from the floor of the temple of Amon at Luxor.
They moved in around Dawn and Kevin. Willow looked around at them all. “We ready?”
“Ready,” said everyone, accompanied by nods.
“Begin,” said Willow. She leaned over, and began to pour a line of sand along the floor. She concentrated on what she was doing, trusting Anya and Xander to do their parts…they’d practised this often enough. They had to create the triangle, and the circle in sand around Dawn and Kevin, and there wasn’t much room for error. The lines of sand that they were pouring out on the floor were only a couple of inches thick, but when they were done you had to be able to overlay a mathematically perfect equilateral triangle, and a circle that touched its vertices, in the lines drawn by the sand.
Willow completed her line where Xander had begun his side of the triangle, and began the arc that would take her back to where she had started. She concentrated on her task, not watching as Dawn and Kevin dipped their fingers into the bowls of red paint by their sides, and started to paint hieroglyphics on each other’s chests.
Willow completed her arc, encompassing Dawn and Kevin in the centre of the symbol drawn on the floor. She glanced quickly toward Xander and Anya, and saw that they had completed their arcs within a second of her completing her own. They both sat down on the floor in positions identical to Dawn and Kevin’s.
“Amon, the Hidden One; Lord of the Winds; Lord of the Sun; We beseech you!” Willow moved behind Kevin and drew more hieroglyphs on his back as she spoke. She moved around behind Dawn. “Amaunet, the Hidden One; Lady of the Air; Lady of the Sky; We beseech you!”
Xander and Anya began to chant, repeating Willow’s words over and over in ancient Egyptian, Xander to Amon, Anya to Amaunet. She moved around them, drawing more symbols on their backs, trying not to let herself be too distracted as Dawn moved herself toward Kevin, wrapped her legs around him, and picked herself up for a moment before she lowered herself down around his cock.
Willow moved back to her vertex of the triangle, and knelt behind Dawn. She took up the chant, alternating between the calls to Amon and Amaunet. She tried not to think about Kevin’s cock, as Dawn moved herself over it.
Dawn’s glow started to expand. Willow saw it growing, moving across into Kevin, spreading outward through his body, emanating from their connection at their crotches. And it wasn’t just that the unlight from the orb was washing out the other colours anymore. She could see that Xander and Anya were being bathed in the glow coming from the two people making love between them.
Xander had meant to keep his eyes closed, as much as he could during this spell, but he found it was hard…as hard as his cock. He couldn’t keep himself from looking. He was sitting on the floor, trying to concentrate on his chanting, not the three beautiful naked women who where there with him, and definitely not on what Kevin was doing with Dawn, but it was impossible. And through it all his cock seemed to just keep getting harder. He could feel it pulsing, in rhythm with the chant, and with Dawn and Kevin.
He couldn’t believe how his cock was feeling. He couldn’t remember the last time he’d felt this turned on…well…actually…he could. It had been a week before his non-wedding to Anya, and it had involved him being tied to their bed while she put 1,123 years of experience to work on arousing him to the point where he had come without her ever touching him.
Xander looked at Anya. He could recognize the signs in her too, even in the darkness cast by the Orb. Her rapid breathing. The slight sheen of sweat on her upper lip. God, he had been such an idiot to abandon her last spring.
Anya watched Xander while she chanted. Watched him looking at Willow and Dawn. She couldn’t believe that she’d been so stupid to have sex with him. Sure, yesterday afternoon she had been seriously feeling the need to interlock with someone, and Xander was the someone available, but then she’d gone home with him, and they had spent most of the night interlocking. And now here he was ogling Willow and Dawn, while Dawn interlocked with Kevin. Kevin did have a nice looking penis, with a nice gentle curve to it when it stood erect; almost as nice as Xander’s. She tried to push that thought away, concentrate on her chant, but her eyes flicked back to Xander, and she saw that he wasn’t looking at Dawn, or Willow any more. His eyes were locked on her, and there was something different in them. A way that he looked at her, that she knew was for her alone. He might enjoy looking at Willow and Dawn, but there was something different about the way he looked at her, that made her want to melt. They should have put down a blanket or something to do this spell on. Buffy was going to have to shampoo her rug when they were done.
Anya could feel that deep down tingle building in her. She could feel her pulse starting to race, her skin flushing. She knew she was going to come soon, without a penis, or fingers, or a tongue, or the Magic Wand vibrator she had gotten for herself, ever touching her. There were just the waves of sex coming from Dawn and Kevin, and the look in Xander’s eyes as he looked at her.
Kevin felt the power flowing into him. His arms held Dawn as she moved on him, pumping more energy into him. He forgot about the others around them. Xander and Anya and Willow faded away. There was only Dawn. Her arms and legs and pussy. He felt them all tightening around him. He felt her moan as they kissed.
Dawn kissed Kevin as she moved on him. Her tongue pressed against his. She felt him deep inside her. She groaned as she pushed herself down on him again. She felt that they were close. She raised her hand to signal Willow.
Willow saw Dawn’s hand come up. “Amon, Lord of the Sun! Amaunet, Lady of the Sky! Hear our pleas! Give us your power! Release the Key! Sweep back the night! Banish Kauket! Take back the night!” She watched Dawn rise, and then drop herself down onto Kevin one more time.
Kevin knew he was about to come. The power he had felt filling him was moving. Flowing back down through his body. Into his balls. Concentrating there to burst forth into Dawn. He could hear Willow’s voice calling out. “Amon! Come to us!”
Dawn felt Kevin inside her. His arms tightened around her. She felt his cock spasm. She felt his cum exploding up into her, and with it there came power, flooding into her. She was coming too, her own spasms around Kevin drawing more and more power from him. She felt it burning upward through her body, riding the waves of her orgasm. She couldn’t contain it. She threw her head back to scream.
Willow saw Dawn’s head snap back, and her mouth opened to let forth a silent scream. There was no sound to it, only blindingly bright green light. It shone in beams from Dawn’s mouth and her eyes, up into the Orb of Kauket. The green light beat back the darkness from the Orb, flooding the entire room with its emerald glow. She felt the power spilling from Dawn and Kevin, knowing that it was just a tiny fraction of what was coursing through their bodies, and into the Orb, but it was stronger than anything she’d felt in months…since that terrible day after Tara had died.
Everyone seemed to be frozen in that green light, and time seemed to stop. Willow could see the grimace on Kevin’s face. She could see Xander and Anya, sitting frozen in place, and could see that they were feeling the same power that was flooding into her. It mingled with her own energy, feeding off it, triggering her own orgasm that pumped more power back out into Dawn and Kevin, and the beams of light got brighter.
It was a feedback loop. Each wave of power emanating from Dawn and Kevin was absorbed by Willow, Xander and Anya, where it was amplified by their own life force before it reflected back, pumping more and more energy into the beams shining from Dawn into the Orb.
Willow had stopped being able to think about what was happening. She could only feel the waves of power. She couldn’t see that the Orb of Kauket was shrinking. Each pulse of energy made it wane a little more, the darkness emanating from it lessen.
The effect was gradual at first, not really noticeable, even if Willow had been in a state to notice, but it accelerated. The Orb dwindled, until it finally vanished in a single, incredible, burst of pure light.
The light from Dawn winked out, but no one in the room noticed. They all collapsed as one onto the floor.
Buffy had been pacing back and forth at the foot of the stairs, trying not to think about what she could hear happening upstairs. Willow had lifted the silencing spell on her room, both to allow Buffy to monitor the progress of the spell, and to keep the silencing spell from drawing off any of the sexual energy they needed to release the Key.
She looked up the stairs when she heard Willow speak the final words of the spell. She could see the pulsing green light that was escaping from her room through the door she had left open. She could see that it got brighter with every pulse, and then there was a brilliant flash, followed by darkness, the faint sound of multiple bodies falling to the floor, and silence.
Buffy waited for half a heartbeat before she started running up the stairs. She was half way up them when she heard the front door bursting open behind her. She looked back, wondering if Dawn’s comment about demons breaking in their front door during the spell would turn out to be prophetic. It wasn’t a demon. It was Giles. Buffy didn’t waste time wondering what he was doing there. She turned back, and kept running up the stairs, and into her room.
Her heart caught in her throat when she saw the five people lying motionless on the floor, surrounded by burning candles. She stopped, and stared at them for a moment, fearing the worst, until she felt Giles arrive behind her. He froze, as she had frozen. “Are they…?”
Buffy’s eyes caught a slight rise and fall of Dawn’s chest. She was breathing, and that sight broke her from her paralysis. “No, they’re breathing.” She moved quickly forward, into the circle, and knelt beside her sister, her body lying entwined with Kevin’s. She felt Dawn’s neck for a pulse, and could feel it, fast and strong. She moved her hand to Kevin’s neck, and felt his pulse too. “They’re just unconscious.”
“Yes…well that was the most likely consequence of the successful completion of the spell.” Giles had his glasses in his hand, polishing their lenses with a handkerchief. “It was successful, was it not?”
“Well, the Orb seems to be gone.” Buffy moved around the room, checking the pulses of Willow, Xander and Anya as she spoke. “Now, with a little luck, we just have to wait for them to sleep it off.” Her eyes fell onto Xander. She had been trying not to look at him, but she couldn’t help herself. He’d put on a few pounds since he’d been on the Sunnydale High swim team, but a lot of it was muscle—working construction agreed with him. He still looked pretty good. Her eyes moved down, and she saw the milky cum on his stomach, and thighs. “Uh, maybe we should clean them up a bit, and put them to bed.”
Buffy and Giles carried Dawn and Kevin into Dawn’s room first, and put them together into her bed. Giles had raised his eyebrow a bit when Buffy declared that that was what they were going to do, but he didn’t raise any objections. Buffy carried Willow down the hall and put her into her own bed before she came back and helped Giles get Xander and Anya put into her bed. Buffy went into the bathroom to get a wet cloth to wipe the semen from Xander. She tried not to think about doing other things with his cock as she wiped it too, and hoped that he wouldn’t wake up at just that instant.
When she was done, she pulled the covers over Xander and Anya, and she and Giles went back downstairs. “So, tea?” she asked, as she moved back toward the kitchen.
“Ah, yes, tea would be nice,” said Giles.
Buffy started to fuss about in the kitchen, putting the kettle on to boil, and getting the tea, pot, and cups out of the cupboard. “So, how long were you lurking outside?”
“Oh, not long,” said Giles. “Just since four, or so.”
“Is your suitcase sitting out on our front lawn?”
“Ah…no. I arrived in town this morning, and checked into a hotel.”
“You know you’re welcome to our sofa,” said Buffy.
Giles smiled at her. “I appreciate the offer, but I’ve spent enough nights on your sofa to appreciate having a proper bed, and I understand that your father is going to be arriving in the morning.”
The kettle started to whistle, and Buffy busied herself making the tea. “Yeah…he was supposed to come today, but we managed to put him off.” She glanced up at the ceiling. “Hopefully Dawn and Kevin will wake up before he gets here.”
“Your father is unaware of their relationship?”
“Uh…so far.” Buffy placed the teapot on the island. “Dawn’s told him that she has a steady boyfriend now, but he doesn’t know how far their relationship has gone…I think.”
“And you approve of Dawn’s relationship with this boy?”
“Uh…I would have preferred that they had not taken it as far as they have, as quickly, but, yeah, I approve.”
“Is he good enough for her?”
“Yeah, I think so.” Buffy grinned. “Dawn seems to have much better taste in boyfriends than I ever did.”
Giles chose not to respond to that. “So, tell me about him.”
Buffy told Giles about Kevin, and brought him up to date on what else was happening in Sunnydale as they drank their tea. She also took a pre-made pan of lasagna out of her freezer, and put it into the oven to bake for dinner. Giles helped her make a salad.
Buffy looked up from the tomato she was slicing. “Sounds like Xander and Anya are awake.”
Giles looked puzzled. “I don’t hear anything.”
Buffy raised a finger. “Wait for it…”
Anya’s voice broke the silence. “Oh Xander! Ahhhh!”
“They’re back to being orgasm friends,” said Buffy. “And I’m going to have to change my sheets again.”
“And here I was thinking that we were preparing way too much food,” said Giles.
“If they hadn’t woken up, we could put the leftovers in the fridge for them to nuke later.”
Willow came downstairs before Xander and Anya made their appearance. “I’d forgotten how noisy those two could be,” she said as she shuffled into the kitchen, wrapped in her bathrobe. She froze when she saw Giles. “What are you doing here? Oh god! How long was I out?”
“You were only out for an hour Will,” said Buffy. “Giles decided to come early.” She heard another cry from Anya. “Maybe ‘come’ was the wrong choice of words.”
“Did the spell work?” asked Willow. “How are Dawn and Kevin?”
“Well, the Orb wasn’t there anymore,” said Buffy. “And I think that Dawn and Kevin are still out…of course they could be doing the same thing that Xander and Anya are doing.”
Willow started picking at the salad with her fingers, and popping bits of lettuce, and sliced vegetables into her mouth. “God, I’m hungry!”
“The lasagna will be ready in half an hour,” said Buffy. “Why don’t you go beat Xander and Anya into the shower.”
Buffy knocked on the door to Dawn’s room after Xander and Anya had moved themselves into the shower. She didn’t hear any response, so she opened the door. She saw Dawn and Kevin lying together in her bed. They had shifted positions from the ones that she and Giles had left them in when they put them into the bed. They had rolled onto their sides and Kevin was spooned up against Dawn’s back, with his arm over her. She saw Dawn stir slightly, as if aware that Buffy was there, but she didn’t wake up when Buffy called her name. Buffy quietly backed out of the room, and closed the door behind her.
Kevin woke up slowly. He could feel Dawn under his arm, and his nose was buried in her hair. Its aroma had its usual effect on his cock. He could feel it swelling. He moved his hand upward, sliding it across her belly, up to gently cup her breast. He felt her stir, and heard a contented sounding hum. His finger tips brushed her nipple, teasing it erect.
His cock was getting harder, and he shifted himself, slipping it between her thighs. He slowly pumped his hips, sliding the top of his cock along her slit. He moved his hand down, sliding back along her belly, down across her closely trimmed pubic hair, until he found his cock. He used his fingers to press it harder against her sex as he rubbed himself against her. His glans pressed against her clit.
A slight gasp from Dawn told him she was awake. That, and the way her hand came down to cover his as he rubbed against her. “Good morning,” he whispered.
“Hmm, ‘morning,” breathed Dawn.
Kevin started to move faster. He let Dawn take over holding his cock against her while he moved his hand back up to her breast. Dawn moaned as he pinched her nipple. Her fingers guided the tip of his cock into her pussy. They moved down to stroke his shaft. She rocked her hips, pushing herself farther onto him. He felt himself tensing. He couldn’t hold himself back if he wanted to. “Oh Dawn!” He groaned as he came into her.
Kevin fell still. He buried his face in Dawn’s hair again, and held her. She twisted around in his arms, and kissed him. Dawn grabbed hold of Kevin, and rolled onto her back, pulling him with her. Kevin deepened the kiss, and his hands moved to her breasts, gently kneading them with his fingers. His mouth left hers, and started to move down, kissing and licking at her neck, and across her collar bones. He paused briefly when he came to the red hieroglyphs painted on her chest, and he remembered the spell…most of it anyway. The ending was a little fuzzy, but he decided that he had more important things to concentrate on now. He moved down across her breast. His lips captured one of her nipples, and he sucked it into his mouth. Dawn writhed under him as he carefully closed his teeth on the hard nub of flesh, and flicked his tongue over it.
“Oh god Kevin!” cried Dawn. “Oh please!” His hand moved down between her legs, and he slid his fingers across her sex, feeling her moisture. She writhed some more as his fingers slipped into her. “Oh yes!”
Kevin resumed his journey down her body, kissing and licking all the way. He paused at her mons, to slowly lick around the arrow head that her pubic hair had been trimmed into, with its point aimed at her clit…as if he needed any directions for where to go from here. He closed his lips around it and sucked it into his mouth.
“God yes!” cried Dawn. “Oh yes!”
Kevin pulled his mouth away from her, and watched his fingers as he slowly pushed them into Dawn, and withdrew them again. He removed his fingers from her pussy, and stuck them into his mouth, to taste her, mixed with his own cum.
Dawn whimpered. “Please Kevin! Fuck me!”
“Soon,” promised Kevin. He kissed her inner thigh, and ran his tongue around her labia. He used his thumbs to pull her lips apart, and slowly licked between them, up to her clit.
“Ah!” cried Dawn with each lick of his tongue. He took her to the edge of her release, and held her there. His mouth felt wonderful as he moved it over her sex. Probing her vagina, sucking her clit, laving her thighs. It all felt so good, but she wanted more. “Please Kevin! Fuck me!”
Kevin’s mouth came away from her. Dawn looked down, and saw his grinning face looking up at her from between her legs. “If you insist,” he said.
Dawn grabbed Kevin’s head by his ears, and started to pull him up toward her. “Oh, I insist!”
Kevin let himself be pulled, but not without hooking his arms under her knees first, pulling her legs up as she pulled him toward her. When she had pulled his mouth back up to her own, her knees were pressing against her breasts as he kissed her.
Kevin pushed himself up on his hands. They looked into each other’s eyes as his cock sank into her. He thrust into her once…twice…three times.
“Kevvviiiinnnn!” cried Dawn as she came. Kevin kept thrusting, pushing her orgasm on. Dawn thought that she heard the sound of someone knocking on her door, and calling her name, but she didn’t care about that. It wasn’t Kevin. He was the only person who mattered right now.
Buffy knocked on Dawn’s door again. “Dawn, are you awake yet?” she called. She listened for a moment, but didn’t hear any response. She opened the door.
“Oh god Kevin!” cried Dawn again. She watched him over her, saw him lower himself back onto her, felt his mouth close on the base of her neck as he started to thrust harder into her.
The fog from her orgasm was lifting, and Dawn became aware of some motion in the corner of her eye. She turned her head toward it.
Buffy heard Dawn’s cry at the same moment that she saw them, and remembered the silencing spell that was still in effect on Dawn’s room. She stopped, frozen in shock for a moment as she watched Kevin lower himself onto her sister, his hips pumping, driving his cock into her pussy. Dawn was bent double under him, part of Buffy’s mind was amazed at the flexibility that her position required. Another part was focused on the eyes that Dawn had turned toward her.
Time seemed to stop as Buffy and Dawn stared at each other. Buffy knew that she couldn’t have stood there for more than a couple of seconds, unable to move, or take her eyes away from the lovers.
The spell was broken by Kevin slamming himself harder into Dawn as he groaned her name against her neck. Dawn closed her eyes, and turned her head away as Buffy watched her coming too.
Buffy backed quickly out of Dawn’s room, closing the door as she went. She leaned against her bedroom wall, not wanting to think about what she’d just seen and heard, but she couldn’t get the sight and sound from her mind. She became aware that her nipples were hard, and she could feel the moisture growing between her legs.
“Think of anything!” she told herself. “Anything but Dawn and Kevin… Demons! Slaying Demons! Hungry and horny! No! Not demons! Oh! Xander! Xander and Anya in my bed! Ah! Nick! That wonderful thing he does with his mouth!” That thought didn’t make her feel any less horny—in fact it had the opposite effect—but at least it didn’t have the ick factor that most of her other thoughts had had. Buffy shoved one hand down into her pyjama bottoms, and the other up under her top as she thought about Nick, and the wonderful things they had done with each other just a week ago…and it really was too bad that he’d gone back to Sacramento to visit his own family over Christmas, so it would be another two weeks before they could do those things again.
Buffy’s fingers moved down on either side of her clit, squeezing it between them as she rubbed them over her labia. She moved her other hand from breast to breast, pinching and twisting her nipples. One of the lingering effects of her relationship with Spike from last year: she liked a little pain with her sex.
She stayed leaning against the wall, pushing her fingers into herself, thinking about the last time she’d had Nick’s fingers in her. She bent her knees, slowly sinking to the floor. Buffy fluttered her fingers, in a way that only a Slayer could. She closed her eyes and let out a soft moan as she came.
Buffy stayed on the floor for a few seconds, taking in deep breaths of air and slowly caressing herself. She wasn’t satisfied, but the worst of the need she had felt after seeing Dawn and Kevin had left her. She thought she could move this to the shower. She slowly rose to her feet, still holding her fingers in her pussy. She walked across her room to get some Kleenex to wipe her fingers off with before she extracted them. With that initial cleaning done, she exited her room, just in time to see Dawn and Kevin’s backs as they got to the bathroom ahead of her.
“Okay,” sighed Buffy to herself. “I guess I’ll have to take care of the other ‘H’ first.” She went downstairs to start getting breakfast ready.
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