Buffy was in the kitchen when Dawn came down for breakfast the next morning. She looked at the large purple bruise on Dawn’s arm. “You feeling okay?” she asked.
Dawn rubbed her arm. “It’s a little sore, but not too bad.”
Buffy sipped her coffee. “Maybe we should work on your blocking technique a bit, so you don’t get your arm broken by the next vamp that takes a swing at you. We can have a session as soon as you’re finished breakfast.”
“Can it wait until after lunch?” asked Dawn.
“I thought Kevin was coming over after lunch. You wanted to show him something?”
“Actually, I want you to show him something,” said Dawn. “I want him to see just how fast and strong a vampire can be. I don’t want him running into alleys to save people without knowing what he might be getting himself into.”
It was a little after one o’clock when Kevin rang the doorbell. Willow opened the door and invited him in. “Dawn and Buffy are in the back yard. Go on through.” She directed him toward the door at the back of the kitchen.
Kevin stepped out onto the back porch, and stopped, admiring the view. Buffy and Dawn were both dressed in sports bras, and loose fitting sweat pants. Buffy had pads on her feet, knees and elbows and had some light boxing gloves on her hands. Dawn wasn’t wearing pads, but she had on a helmet, with a face guard. Sweat was glistening on her skin.
The reason for Buffy’s pads and Dawn’s helmet were quickly apparent. Buffy let loose a blindingly fast combination of punches, jabs, and kicks at her sister. Dawn blocked most of them, but Buffy managed to get a jab past Dawn’s block that probably would have broken her nose if Dawn didn’t have the face guard.
Dawn was still rocked back a bit by the blow. Buffy tried to follow it up with another punch, but this time Dawn deflected it. She didn’t stop there. She grabbed Buffy’s wrist, and pulled while she swung herself around, using the momentum of Buffy’s punch against her. Dawn’s hip connected with Buffy’s and Buffy was lifted up over Dawn, and tumbled toward the ground.
Kevin started to wince in sympathetic pain for what he anticipated would be a hard landing, but then the impossible happened. Buffy twisted herself around in the air, more agilely than a cat, and landed on her feet. She smashed a padded elbow back against Dawn’s helmet, before she spun around to face her sister again. “Nice throw. You almost got me. Hi Kevin.”
Dawn started to look around. “Oh, Kevin’s—”
WHAP! Kevin had barely been able to see it, Buffy’s foot was moving so fast. Dawn clearly hadn’t seen it at all before it hit the side of her head. Dawn was knocked right off her feet, and landed on her back on the grass.
“Dawn!” Kevin jumped down off the porch, and ran across the lawn toward her.
Dawn was already starting to sit up. “I’m okay!” She unsnapped the chin strap of her helmet, and pulled it off. She shook her head, and blinked. “Whoa! Stars!”
“What did you just learn?” asked Buffy.
“Um, stay focused on my opponent, don’t let them distract me,” said Dawn.
“Not bad, but you were a little too focused on me,” said Buffy. “You should have already known that Kevin was there. If he’d been a vamp he could have come right up behind you and you never would have seen it coming. Part of your awareness should always be watching what’s going on around you.”
“I knew someone was there,” said Dawn. “I just didn’t know it was Kevin.”
Kevin held out his hand. Dawn grabbed it, and he pulled her to her feet. She gave him a quick kiss.
“So, is this what you wanted to show me?” asked Kevin. “Buffy beating you up?”
“Part of it.” Dawn pushed the helmet into his hands. “I also want you to get beat up by her.”
“You didn’t believe me last night when I told you how easily that vamp could have killed us,” said Dawn. “I want Buffy to show you. Put on the helmet.”
“Okay.” Kevin pulled the helmet over his head, and did up the chin strap. “What do I do?”
“Have you taken any sort of self-defence classes?” asked Buffy. “Do you know how to do a breakfall?”
“I had some judo lessons a couple of years ago,” said Kevin. “I’m a little rusty.”
“Okay, I won’t knock you off your feet too hard,” said Buffy. “Hit me.”
“Go ahead. Hit me,” said Buffy. “Don’t worry about hurting me.”
Kevin jabbed a weak punch at Buffy’s head. She slapped his hand aside before it even got close. “You can do better than that.” He tried again, a little harder, and his hand passed through empty air where her face had been. “Better, but you’re still not really trying. Don’t worry about hurting me.”
Kevin swung with all his strength. Buffy stepped out the way, and gave him a little shove that sent him stumbling forward across the yard. He barely managed to stay on his feet.
“Watch your balance,” said Buffy. “Try again.”
Buffy had Kevin keep attacking her for fifteen minutes. She gave him pointers to refine his technique a bit, so that by the end of the session he wasn’t just slugging wildly at her. She showed him how to put his whole body behind a punch, to give it some force, but at the end of the fifteen minutes he had only managed to hit her the few times she had deliberately stood still and let him.
“Okay, now it’s my turn,” said Buffy. “I’m going to hit you. You are going to try not to get hit. You ready?” Kevin raised his hands into the defensive position he’d learned in his judo classes and nodded.
Buffy’s hand flashed out, and she whacked the side of his helmet before Kevin had a chance to move. “You sure?” She repeated the move, and Kevin managed to get up a hand to block it, but her other hand whacked the other side of his helmet half a second later.
It was pretty much a repeat of the first fifteen minutes. At first Kevin was only managing to block about one punch in ten, and then only if Buffy repeated a punch exactly the same way she’d just done it, and she always followed those up with something else. He never managed to block two in a row. Kevin could also tell that she was going easy on him. Easier than she had been with Dawn when he first came into the yard. She ran him through some drills to help him improve a bit, but at the end of fifteen minutes he could barely move his arms anymore, and Buffy finally let up on him.
Dawn had been sitting on the porch steps watching silently through the whole demonstration. “You get what I meant now?” she asked Kevin. “That vamp last night could have done to both of us what Buffy just did to you, only it wouldn’t have been playing…at least not the way Buffy was.”
Kevin pulled off the helmet. “What do you mean?”
“Some vamps like to play with their food, like a cat plays with a mouse,” said Buffy. “They really like torturing people.”
“But you’re the Slayer,” said Kevin. “You’re stronger and faster than any vamp, aren’t you?”
“Most vamps,” said Buffy. “There are a few that’re just as strong and fast as me, and I was mostly concentrating on not hurting you. I wasn’t using anywhere near my full strength or speed.” Buffy pulled off her pads and tossed them into a duffel bag sitting on the porch. “I think we’ve done enough damage for today.” She looked at the way Kevin was rubbing his shoulder. “Wouldn’t want to permanently injure you. Talk to you later.” She hopped past Dawn up onto the porch, and went into the house.
“You look sore.” Dawn parted her legs, and patted the step in front of her. “Come’ere. Take your shirt off and sit down.”
Kevin took off his shirt and sat on the step ahead of Dawn. She wrapped her legs around his waist. She started to massage his shoulders with her hands. “How’s that feel?”
“Ummm. Nice.” Kevin rubbed his hands along her legs. “Almost worth getting beat up for.”
“Buffy really was going easy on you.”
“I know. She was hitting you harder than she was hitting me, hard as that is for my poor male ego to accept.”
“Buffy’s been teaching me for months,” said Dawn. “When we started she was a lot gentler. She never would have kicked me in the head the way she did today.”
“That looked scary.”
Dawn started working her way down his back. “It’s all in knowing how to fall, and Buffy not kicking too hard. If she had hit me full strength, you’d have to pick up my head out of the next yard.”
Kevin looked around at her. “And you still let her do that with you?”
“I don’t ‘let’ her do it. I had to beg for years for Buffy to teach me how to fight. She’d never even consider it until six months ago. And I trust her. She puts a lot of work into controlling her strength. There were some incidents when she first became the Slayer, where she didn’t control her strength, and people got hurt.”
“I remember hearing something about her killing some guy in your house when I was a kid.”
“That was one of them…and it turned out she didn’t kill him, and he wasn’t exactly a person either…Mom and I didn’t learn about that until way later. Buffy kept the whole Slayer thing a secret from us, but we all spent a really bad day thinking Buffy had killed Mom’s boyfriend. Ted was a major jerk, and he slapped Buffy, and she lost her temper, and kicked him right down the stairs. Now, even when she loses her temper with people, she keeps her strength under control.”
“What changed her mind, about teaching you?”
“I kept getting attacked by things, and I finally convinced her that I’d be a heck of a lot safer if I knew how to take care of myself a bit. The final straw was when we got stuck in this hole together with a bunch of earth demons, and there were just too many of them for her to handle all on her own. She had to let me help her, and I did a pretty good job of it.”
“Yeah. They were made of dirt, and roots and stuff, and they just kept coming out of the ground. Every time we killed one, another would pop up.”
“So how did you defeat them?”
“We didn’t. Xander got to the source of the problem, and told her a story about a yellow crayon, and she stopped.”
“Yep. And I’m not telling you any more of that story. It isn’t my story to tell…Don’t ask Xander either, it’s not really his story…well, it is his story, and he loves telling it, but it involves other people that you don’t need to know about.” Dawn wrapped her arms around Kevin and kissed his neck. “Ummm. Salty.”
Buffy came back out onto the back porch. “Hey, Dawn.”
Dawn kept her arms around Kevin, but looked back at her sister. “What’s up?” She saw that Buffy had changed into jeans and a t-shirt.
“Willow and I are going shopping. Anything we should pick up for you?”
Buffy could see Dawn’s eyes start to sparkle at that news. “Nope. I’m good. How long will you be?”
“Should be back about five,” said Buffy. Dawn’s eyes really lit up now. She smiled at her sister. “Try to be good while we’re gone.”
“Oh, we will!” said Dawn. Buffy went back into the house. “I think we’ll be real good.” Dawn whispered into Kevin’s ear, and then went back to kissing his neck.
Dawn waited until she heard the front door closing before she jumped to her feet, and pulled Kevin up after her. She dragged him into the house.
Buffy and Willow paused on the front porch. Buffy heard the back door open and close almost as soon as they were out of the house, followed by footsteps running up the stairs.
Willow heard them too. She looked a little uncertainly back at the house. “Um, Buffy, are you sure it’s such a good idea to leave them alone together?”
“I think that Dawn and Kevin really care for each other, and they’ve both really got the hots for each other. I couldn’t keep them apart if I tried.” Buffy moved down the walk, and looked back at the house. “I’d only drive us both crazy if I did try.”
Dawn pulled Kevin back toward her bed as she kissed him. He dropped his shirt onto the floor, and kicked off his shoes. She stopped when she felt the backs of her knees against the side of her bed, and peeled off her sports bra. She pressed her breasts against his bare chest while she kissed him again, and then they both fell onto her bed together.
They lay together, side by side, kissing, and running their hands over each other’s backs. Dawn slid her bare foot up along Kevin’s leg, and then she used her heel to pull Kevin’s thigh in between her own.
Kevin’s hand came around to caress her breasts, slowly circling around first one, then the other, gradually working his way in toward her erect nipples.
Kevin moved his hand downward, across Dawn’s stomach, and into her pants. He felt her arm tighten around his back, and her kisses became more urgent as his fingers slid through her pubic hair. He paused for a moment when he reached the top of her sex, and let his fingers explore her clit. He moved them down a little farther, and slid one finger into her pussy.
Dawn moaned and pressed herself harder against him, trapping his hand between his own thigh, and her sex. She started to rock her hips, in time with his thrusting finger. She closed her eyes, and concentrated on the feel of Kevin’s finger inside her, moving with it, and against it, until she was on the verge. “Slow down,” she whispered to him, wanting to make this feeling last. “Now stop.” Dawn felt like the slightest twitch would send her over the edge. They lay together, not moving for a long time. Dawn still had her eyes closed, and Kevin studied the raptured expression on her face.
At last Dawn took a deep breath, and let it out. She opened her eyes and saw Kevin’s a few inches away, looking into them. She kissed him. “Kevin. I want to make love with you.”
Dawn felt Kevin’s finger twitch inside her, and saw his eyes open wide.
“Oh god Dawn.” Kevin kissed her. He pulled his hand away from her pussy, and slid it back up to her breast. She rolled onto her back, and he rolled himself on top of her. He looked into her eyes. “Are you sure.”
“Yes,” said Dawn. “I want to make love with you.”
Kevin kissed her again, and then pulled himself away a bit. “Um…I don’t have any condoms with me.”
Dawn grinned. “Not a problem. We have some here, remember? Um…if you’ll let me get up.”
“Oh! Sorry!” Kevin rolled off Dawn again, and watched her as she got out of the bed.
“Wait right there,” said Dawn. “Don’t start without me.”
Dawn left the room. Kevin lay on the bed waiting. She came back a few seconds later and dropped a handful of small packets on her bedside table, along with a small bottle. His eyebrows went up. “Sure you brought enough?”
Dawn smiled. “If not, I can go back for more.” She climbed back onto the bed, and sat on Kevin’s legs. She undid his belt. “Now let’s get these pants off.” She undid the button at the top of his jeans, and unzipped his fly.
Kevin reached up, pulled Dawn down to him, and kissed her. She pushed his pants and briefs down off his hips. She used her feet to keep pushing them down, until they were all the way off.
Dawn kissed Kevin, and felt his hands moving across her breasts. She felt his hard cock through the material of her sweat pants and panties as she rubbed herself against him.
Dawn sat up, and reached out to her bedside table for one of the condom packets and the bottle of lube. She used her teeth to rip the packet open, and pulled out the rolled up condom. She popped open the bottle, and put a couple of drops into the condom.
“What’s that stuff?” asked Kevin.
“Lube,” said Dawn. She saw his raised eyebrow. “Slippery stuff.”
“Um, I know what ‘lube’ means,” says Kevin. “I was wondering how you learned about it.”
“Buffy taught me,” said Dawn. “And Willow. I knew a while back that I’d be needing to know how to use these things soon.” She slid herself down so she was sitting on his knees, and took hold of Kevin’s cock. She leaned down and kissed it before she slipped the condom over the end of it, and rolled it down. She smoothed the condom with her hand, and then added another drop of lube to the outside of it. She spread it around with her hand.
Dawn moved herself back up along Kevin, until she could kiss him on the lips again, and then she rolled herself over onto her back. “Now get my pants off!”
“Yes ma’am!” said Kevin.
Kevin knelt between Dawn’s legs, and grabbed the waist band of her sweat pants. He pulled them down off her hips. Dawn raised her knees up as he pulled her pants and panties off her. She lay naked before him, her legs apart. Kevin had never seen anything so enticing before in his life.
“God, you’re beautiful!” said Kevin. He leaned down and put his mouth against her pussy. He pressed his tongue between its lips.
“Oh, that feels good,” said Dawn, “but it isn’t your tongue I want in me now!”
“Oh, yeah?” Kevin moved his tongue to her clit, and slid a couple of fingers into her. “Is this what you want?”
“No!” said Dawn. “I want you. I want your cock!”
“If you insist.” Kevin started to kiss his way up her belly. He paused to tease her nipples with his tongue.
“Stop teasing, and make love to me!” said Dawn.
Kevin resumed his movement upward. Soon his cock was close enough that she was able to grab hold of it with her hand. She guided him toward her pussy. She felt the head of his penis start to slide into her.
Kevin stopped. “Dawn, are you sure?”
Dawn answered by pulling Kevin all the way into her. She gasped as she felt him filling her. She rocked her hips.
Kevin’s hips convulsed between her thighs, and he groaned. Then he collapsed on top of her, motionless.
Kevin’s softening cock slid out of her. “I’m sorry,” he whispered.
“No!” said Dawn. “I told you last night. Never be sorry for coming with me.”
“But you wanted…”
“Based on our experiences over the past week, you’ll be ready again soon.” Dawn rolled Kevin over onto his back, and reached down to take the condom off him. She bent down, and started to lick, and suck the remaining semen off his cock. It quickly responded by growing hard again. “See.” Dawn smiled, got a fresh condom and put it on him.
Kevin kissed Dawn as he slowly slid himself into her. He felt her enveloping him. Her arms around his back, her legs around his hips, her vagina around his penis. He started to move, slowly thrusting his cock in and out of her.
Dawn synchronized the rhythm of her hips to Kevin’s thrusts, feeling him moving deep inside her. He felt alive inside her, not like her dildo at all. “Oh, Kevin,” she sighed.
“I love you,” whispered Kevin as he kept up the rhythm. He kissed her again.
Kevin’s mouth on hers kept Dawn from telling him that she loved him too, and soon she wasn’t capable of enough rational thought to even put those three words together. Dawn’s world had contracted. There was only her, and Kevin. Everything else had vanished. There was Kevin’s lips on her lips, his tongue against hers, his chest on her breasts, his back in her arms, his hips between her thighs, and his cock, deep inside her. Time lost all meaning. She had no idea how long they moved together like that.
Dawn’s relationship with Kevin had produced a string of best-orgasm-evers over the past couple of months, but this one blew them all away. It was stronger, and lasted longer than any she had ever experienced before. When it finally passed, the world came back. She was back in her bed, with Kevin on top of her. Her arms and legs had relaxed their hold on him. She didn’t have the strength left to keep them wrapped around him.
Kevin had stopped kissing Dawn, and had himself propped up so he could see her face. “You are so beautiful.”
Dawn managed to lift a hand, and stroked it across his face. “You’re beautiful too. I love you so much.”
Kevin lowered himself down and kissed her again.
Dawn became aware that Kevin was still hard, and still inside her, even though he had stopped moving. She brought her legs back up around him, and started to rock her hips. The world contracted again.
This time the timelessness didn’t last as long…a contradiction that Dawn was only able to appreciate later. It was Kevin who came, interrupting their smooth rhythm with a sudden quick succession of thrusts, before collapsing on top of her.
They lay together for a while before Dawn remembered Kevin’s condom, and his rapidly shrinking dick. She reached down, and carefully eased him out, making sure that the condom came with him.
Kevin rolled over onto his side, but kept himself pressed up against Dawn, with his leg across hers, his arm across her torso, and his hand on her breast. “That was the best…I don’t know how long of my life.”
“I know what you mean,” said Dawn. She glanced at her clock, and saw that only half an hour had passed since they’d come upstairs. That didn’t seem right. It was both too long, and too short for everything that had happened. She rolled herself toward Kevin, and kissed him. Her hand went down to his cock, and she discovered that the condom was still there, but it was no longer wrapping him snugly. She could feel that his semen was starting to leak out around it too. “I think I better take care of this.”
Dawn pushed Kevin onto his back, and once again used her mouth to clean off his cock. This time it didn’t respond quite so much to her ministrations. It started to swell again, but didn’t achieve hardness.
Once Dawn was satisfied that Kevin was properly cleaned off, she went back to snuggling beside him. They lay together holding each other.
Dawn felt herself ready to doze off. “Kevin, you remember our cuddling rule?”
“Hands anywhere above the waist if the other’s asleep.”
“I think we need to extend it,” said Dawn. “Hands and mouth, anywhere.”
Kevin slid his hand between her legs. “Anywhere?”
“Anywhere,” said Dawn. She rubbed her hand over his cock, and then cupped his balls with it. She kissed him.
When Dawn woke up she discovered that they had somehow moved under the sheets of her bed. She didn’t remember doing it. Kevin was spooned around her back, and his hand was on her breast. His cock was hard again, and it was nestled between her thighs. She reached down and stroked it with her fingers. She felt Kevin shift behind her. His arm tightened around her, and he pressed himself closer.
Dawn reached for another condom packet off her table. “Kevin, are you awake?”
“Hmm?” asked Kevin. “Ummm…I guess so…or maybe I’m still in a most wonderful dream.”
“Then we’re dreaming together, and I don’t want to wake up.” Dawn ripped open the packet, and reached for the lube bottle.
“Um, are you pondering what I’m pondering?” asked Kevin.
Dawn smiled. “I think so, Kevin, but there’s nothing to hang you upside down from the ceiling with.”
Kevin laughed, making it a little difficult for Dawn to guide the condom over his cock, still held between her thighs. “Um, shouldn’t you roll over first?” he asked.
“Nope. I think we can make it work like this.” Dawn shifted herself a bit to bring the head of Kevin’s penis up against her sex. She rubbed her labia against the top of his cock before she guided it into her pussy.
After a couple of thrusts, Kevin’s cock slipped out of her again. The head pressed against her clit while Dawn brought her hand back down to guide him back into her. This time Dawn kept her hand in place, ready to move Kevin’s cock back into her when it came loose, but she didn’t always do it right away. She liked the feel of Kevin’s cock sliding around her labia and clit as he tried to find his way back inside her.
The feel of Kevin’s cock inside her was different too. She gasped as the head of his cock pressed against her G-spot on every thrust. Kevin’s hand tightened on her breast, as he tried to pull himself closer. He shifted position slightly to give himself better access, and started to drive deeper into her. Dawn didn’t need to use her hand to keep him inside her anymore, so she shifted her fingers to her clit, rubbing it in time with Kevin’s thrusts.
After a while, Kevin slowed down. His motion became less frantic, more deliberate. His grip on her breast relaxed, becoming more of a caress. His lips and tongue caressed her shoulder blades. Dawn knew that he was trying to draw this out: to not come until she was ready, too.
She was ready. “Now!” said Dawn. “Hard!”
Kevin pumped his hips, hard and fast, thrusting as far into her has he could. Dawn gasped. “Oh, yes! Yes!” Kevin thrust one more time, and they both came together. When they were finished, they both lay still for a moment, catching their breaths.
After a minute, Dawn rolled herself around in Kevin’s arms, and kissed him. They cuddled for a while before she reached down to take the condom off his cock. Then she began what she was already beginning to think of as the traditional cleanup with her mouth.
“I feel I’m getting the better part of this deal,” said Kevin. “Get your tail up here.”
“Yes sir!” Dawn swung herself around and straddled Kevin’s chest. She lowered her pussy toward his mouth, and resumed her ministrations of his cock while Kevin went to work.
Kevin licked and sucked his way around Dawn’s sex. He teased her clit with his tongue while his fingers probed her pussy. He licked the tender skin of her thighs, and her labia. His attention soon brought a reward, as Dawn came again.
Her work on his cock was taking longer to take effect. It swelled as she sucked it into her mouth, and cupped his balls in her hand, but he wasn’t ready to become hard again. She was undaunted, and kept working, while Kevin’s tongue and fingers brought her another orgasm. Her efforts eventually bore fruit. His cock hardened in her mouth as she was moaning with the third orgasm that Kevin’s tongue had given her.
Dawn sat up—being careful not to mash herself down on his face too hard—and reached across to her bedside table for a condom and the lube. She decided it was time to try Willow’s trick. She put a couple drops of lube onto his cock, and placed the condom into her mouth. She didn’t particularly like the flavour, but she hoped Kevin would enjoy this. She had practised this with her dildo a few times. She held the reservoir with her tongue against her teeth and bent over his cock. She used her lips to roll the condom down over him. She smoothed the condom with her lips over the top of his cock, and then used her fingers to roll it the rest of the way down.
“Oh, Dawn. I think you’re trying to kill me!” said Kevin.
Dawn picked herself up off his face, and looked at Kevin between her legs. “We can stop if you want.”
Kevin looked at Dawn’s smiling face, upside down, framed between her legs, with her hair hanging down around his cock. “No! At least I’ll die happy.”
Dawn’s smile widened. “Don’t worry. This time you can just lie there.” She spun herself around, and moved down until she was straddling his waist. She took hold of his cock, and held it while she lowered herself onto it. Kevin raised his hips to meet her.
Buffy and Willow came through the front door loaded down with shopping bags. They heard Dawn’s cries of pleasure coming from upstairs.
“God, I really shouldn’t have given her that dildo!” said Willow.
“Um…Will…she’s not alone up there,” said Buffy. She saw Willow blushing when she heard the groans that Dawn was nearly drowning out. Buffy dropped her bags at the foot of the stairs. “Let’s just leave this stuff here, and go to the kitchen.”
Dawn moved herself up and down on Kevin’s cock. She leaned forward and rested on her hands beside his head. His hands came up and grabbed her breasts.
“Oh, yeah!” gasped Dawn. “Oh, yes!”
Kevin looked up at Dawn’s face over his, with her hair hanging down around it. She was so beautiful like this. Her eyes closed, and she bit her lip. Kevin groaned as she changed the up and down motion of her hips into a gyration that he had admired her doing many times on the dance floor.
Kevin pounded himself into her, and cried out as he came. He felt Dawn convulsing around him, and her voice echoed his.
Dawn collapsed on top of Kevin, and kissed him. “I love you so much,” she whispered.
Kevin wrapped his arms around Dawn’s back, holding her close to himself. “I love you, too.” He pulled himself out of her, but he kept holding her in his arms, and kissing her.
Buffy waited through a couple of minutes of silence, wondering just how she was going to handle this. In some ways she thought that going alone against a dozen vampires might be easier. She looked at Willow. She hadn’t said a word since she had realized what was going on upstairs. They had both busied themselves in the kitchen, making tea and trying to pretend that they were ignoring the noises coming from Dawn’s room. Willow just sipped her tea, being very unhelpful.
Buffy took a deep breath and got up off the stool by the island. She walked out through the dining room to the base of the stairs. “Dawn!” she called up. “Does Kevin want to stay for supper? We’re ordering Chinese!”
Dawn bolted upright when she heard Buffy’s voice. She looked down at Kevin, who was still under her. She imagined that the look of terror on his face only reflected the look on her own.
“Dawn?” called Buffy again. “Did you hear me?”
“Um…yeah!” called Dawn. “We heard you!” Her mind was racing. She was certain that Buffy hadn’t come home while she and Kevin and been lying quietly together, which meant that Buffy—and probably Willow too—had heard plenty. Buffy had certainly heard enough to know that Kevin was up there.
“Does Kevin want to stay for dinner?” called Buffy.
Dawn looked down at Kevin, and raised her eyebrow at him.
“Uh…yeah!” called Kevin. “Thanks!”
“Okay! I’m making the call!” said Buffy. “It should be here in an hour or so!”
Dawn climbed off Kevin, and went and got her cell phone from her desk. She handed it to him. “You better call home, and let them know you’re staying.” She turned away again and went to her closet to get her kimono. She got it out and put it on while Kevin sat on the edge of the bed and called home. He told his dad that he’d been invited to dinner, but his eyes stayed on Dawn. The silk of her kimono seemed to shimmer as she put it on. He regretted that it was covering her beautiful body, but the kimono brought out a new and different beauty in her. And it only came part way down her thighs, leaving those delightful legs almost completely bare.
When he was finished Kevin handed the phone back to Dawn. “Dad wants me back home early tonight. I still haven’t done my homework for this weekend.”
“Oh god!” said Dawn. “I have to finish that paper for Mr. Miller’s history class!”
“I didn’t keep you from—”
“No, no. It’s okay,” said Dawn. “I’m mostly done. I just have to finish up my conclusion, and proof-read the whole thing, but I guess it’s a good thing you have to get home early, or I wouldn’t get it done.” She came and straddled his lap again, and kissed him.
Kevin put his arms around Dawn and kissed her back. Then he stopped. “I think we may have an audience now.”
Dawn gave him a final kiss and got back to her feet. “Yeah, and only an hour before dinner. Time for us to have a shower before it gets here.”
“Go ahead,” said Kevin. “Ladies first.”
Dawn smiled. “I thought we covered this one already. I’ll be back in a sec.” She left the room, and was back half a minute later with a towel. “Here, you can use this. Come on.”
Kevin stood up and wrapped the towel around his waist. “What about Buffy and Willow?”
Dawn smiled. “We are already so busted with them.” She turned away, and went back out the door. Kevin shrugged and followed her. He didn’t notice that he was still wearing his socks until they got into the bathroom.
Buffy got off the phone from ordering a dinner for four from their favourite Chinese takeout place. (Pretty much the only decent one in Sunnydale. It was actually run by a family of demons. They claimed that they had once worked in the kitchens of the Ming emperors. All of Buffy’s sources confirmed that they were a not-evil variety, and they always delivered promptly to the Slayer.)
Buffy heard the shower starting, and frowned for a moment when she realized it was a shower for two. She wondered whether this was an act of defiance, or trust on Dawn’s part. After a while she decided it was probably a bit of both. Dawn was letting Buffy know in no uncertain terms how far her relationship with Kevin had gone, and that she wanted Buffy to know about it, and she was trusting Buffy to not wig out about it.
Buffy returned to the kitchen, and saw Willow looking at the ceiling. “Are they…?”
“Yep,” said Buffy. She thought for a moment about the wet towels she’d found in the bathroom on Friday night. “I don’t think its the first time either. Dawn is testing me.”
“And?” asked Willow.
“And we are going to remain calm, and smile and not say anything to her about this in front of Kevin,” said Buffy. “And then I think I’m going to be walking Kevin home tonight, and when I get back I’m going to have another talk with Dawn.”
This time Dawn and Kevin managed to restrict their shower activity to cleaning each other, and then towelling each other dry. As a result they were done in twenty minutes.
When they opened the door to return to Dawn’s room Willow was passing by in the hallway with a couple of shopping bags in her hands. She smiled at them. “Hey Dawnie. Kevin.” She opened the door and disappeared into her room.
“Okay. This is just weird,” whispered Kevin. “I expected some reaction from them.”
“Me too,” said Dawn. She hadn’t expected hysterics or anything like that, but this studied non-reaction was a bit disturbing. “Let’s go get dressed.”
Dawn dropped her kimono onto the floor as soon as her bedroom door was closed. Kevin’s towel followed it. She went to her drawer and got out a pair of white socks. She sat on the edge of her bed, and let Kevin put them on her feet. That was the only thing she put on for a long time.
She went back to her drawers and started pulling out some of the sexy underwear she’d picked up over the past couple of weeks, while Kevin sat on the bed watching her. She held up various items, and asked Kevin his opinion of them. Lace bras and panties, thongs, camisoles of transparent material. Each item went onto the bed beside Kevin after she showed it to him. Kevin’s approval was evident from the way his cock came back to attention. Dawn smiled and knelt down in front of him. Her mouth started to go around it.
Kevin lifted Dawn’s face up to his, and kissed her. “I’d love you to, but I don’t think you’re just trying to get a reaction out of me. Let’s not push Buffy too far the first day. I keep having visions of my head rolling across the neighbour’s yard. I think maybe we better get dressed for real.”
Dawn put her hand around his cock. “Spoilsport.” She kissed him again, and got to her feet. “Okay. Dress me.”
Kevin selected matching seamless bra and panties out of the items on the bed. He held the panties down for Dawn to step into, and pulled them up her legs. He slipped the bra straps around her arms, and fastened it behind her back.
“Now, I think you need something more.” He went to her closet and selected a blue t-shirt and jeans. Once he had them on her he kissed her again.
Dawn’s hand went around his cock again. “You sure you don’t want me to do something about this before we go downstairs?” she asked.
It took every ounce of Kevin’s willpower to refuse her. “I’m sure. Now I think we should remove the temptation from you. It’s your turn to dress me.”
“Okay.” Dawn picked up Kevin’s underwear off the floor, and held it down for him they way he had held her panties. She couldn’t resist giving his cock a goodbye kiss before she pulled his briefs up over it. She followed them with his pants and shirt. She kissed his chest as she did up the buttons of his shirt.
Dawn kissed Kevin on the mouth. “Okay, now that we’re both decent, let’s go see how well Buffy’s not-reacting to what we’ve been doing.”
Kevin took a deep breath. “Once more unto the breach, dear friend, and here’s hoping I keep my head.” They both stood waiting.
“We should go now,” said Dawn. Neither of them moved.
They heard the doorbell ring, and a little later they heard Buffy call “Food’s here!” up the stairs. They left Dawn’s room, and met Willow in the hall. They all went down together, and found Buffy unpacking their dinner onto the dining room table.
Dinner was memorable for its normalcy. (If you could count a meal where the primary subject of conversation was the unusual rise in vampire activity lately ‘normal.’ Kevin was beginning to accept that as the usual sort of dinner conversation in the Summers’ house.) Buffy and Willow didn’t ask anything about how Kevin and Dawn had spent their afternoon, but gave a full account of their shopping expedition when Dawn asked about it. They started out talking about clothes, which Kevin had little interest in, but then Buffy started talking about the new knife she’d picked up. Kevin started worrying about what she might cut off him with it. It really didn’t help that Dawn kept distracting him by playing footsie under the table.
They moved into the living room after dinner to watch a little TV. Dawn and Kevin snuggled together on one end of the sofa while Buffy sat in the other corner, and Willow curled up in the chair.
When eight o’clock rolled around Kevin gave Dawn a kiss. “I hate to go, but I’ve got some homework waiting for me. See you in the morning?” He got up off the sofa.
Kevin had to run upstairs to get his shoes. When he came back down he was a little surprised to see that Buffy had her jacket on, and Dawn was trying not to look nervous.
Buffy smiled at him. “I want to do a quick sweep. See if I can find something that knows what’s going on. Come on, I’ll walk you home.” She opened the door for Kevin.
Kevin gulped, and stopped to kiss Dawn goodnight. “I’ll see you at eight.” He put his mouth by her ear. “If Buffy doesn’t kill me,” he whispered as softly as he could.
“I promise, I’ll get you home alive,” said Buffy.
Kevin blushed, and gave Dawn what he hoped wouldn’t be a final kiss. “Goodnight.”
“Come on,” said Buffy. She walked out the door. Kevin took a deep breath, and followed her.
They walked silently together for the half block down to Hadley. Kevin broke the silence. “I love Dawn.”
Buffy looked at him for a moment. “I really believe you do.”
Kevin could hear a note of sadness in her voice. “You don’t sound happy.”
“Oh, I am,” said Buffy. “You still don’t have to worry about your appendages. Dawn’s still smiling.”
“But?” asked Kevin.
“But I remember my first love,” said Buffy. “It was wonderful, and dizzying and caused me the worst heartache of my life.”
“I’ll never hurt her.”
“You won’t mean to, but sometimes people can’t help it.” Buffy stopped and looked at him. “But that’s no reason for people not to love each other.”
“Who was it said: ‘Better to have loved and lost, than to have never loved at all’?” Buffy started walking again. “Whoever it was, was right. My first love hurt me worse than anything else in my life has hurt me, but I wouldn’t trade the good times we had away to spare myself from that hurt. Pretty much everyone I know can tell you the same thing. Most of us have been hurt more than once. Sometimes it’s been our fault. Sometimes it’s someone else’s. Sometimes it’s just been the slings and arrows of outrageous fortune.”
They had reached the driveway to his house, and Buffy stopped again. “So go ahead and love Dawn. You have my blessing, for what it’s worth. Make love with her too, if that’s what you both want…just use protection. Like I told Dawn a while ago, I’m not ready to be ‘Aunt Buffy.’”
“Okay,” said Kevin. “Thank you.” He started to walk toward his house. He stopped half way up the driveway and turned around. “It was Augustine.”
“What?” asked Buffy.
“That ‘loved and lost’ line,” said Kevin. “It was Saint Augustine.”
“Here I was thinking it was Tennyson,” said Buffy. “Goodnight.”
Buffy arrived home shortly before ten. She’d spent much of the time since she left Kevin in the Restfield cemetery, checking on the grave of a ‘neck rupture’ victim who’d been buried that day. She’d staked the vampire before it even finished digging its way out of the ground. It wasn’t enough of a fight to work up her appetite, so she went straight upstairs. She could see the light from Dawn’s room under her door. She knocked on it. “Dawn? Can we talk?”
“Can you give me half an hour?” asked Dawn. “I have to get this History paper finished.”
“Okay,” said Buffy. “Come get me when you’re done.” Buffy changed into her pyjamas, got into bed, and started reading a book.
About twenty minutes later Buffy heard Dawn start moving around in her room, and then she went to the bathroom. When she came out she knocked on Buffy’s door. “Buffy?”
Buffy put her book aside, sat up and crossed her legs. “Come on in.” Dawn opened the door and Buffy saw that she had changed into her pyjamas too. She patted her bed. “Have a seat.”
Dawn looked a little nervous as she approached the bed. “Another Mom Sex Talk?” she asked.
“Nope,” said Buffy. “This is just another Big Sister Sex Talk.”
“Okay.” Dawn sat on the bed, and waited.
“I didn’t kill Kevin,” said Buffy. “Or cut off any important parts.”
“I know,” said Dawn. “He phoned after he got home. He said you quoted Saint Augustine to him.”
“He told you what we talked about?”
“Not really…he just said that you seemed cool with what happened.”
“He told me he loves you.”
Dawn smiled. “I love him too.”
“I’m glad,” said Buffy.
Dawn raised her eyebrows. “What? No ‘You’re too young to know what love is’ speech?”
“Nope,” said Buffy. “You’re sixteen. I was sixteen when I fell in love with Angel. It would be damned hypocritical of me to say that you can’t be in love.”
“Oh, couldn’t have you be a hypocrite,” grinned Dawn.
“I’d never do that,” said Buffy, completely deadpan.
“So what do you want to talk about?”
“One brief ‘Mom’ question,” said Buffy. “Did you use a condom?”
“Yes.” Dawn smiled. “We used several.”
“Good.” Buffy smiled. “I don’t really have to ask if it was good. It sounded good.”
“Oh, Buffy, it was wonderful!” said Dawn. “I understand what you meant about Heaven now.”
“So, was this afternoon your first time?”
“Um…it was the first time we went all the way, but we’ve been doing…stuff together for a week.”
“Like phone sex,” said Buffy.
“You heard that, eh?”
“Hard not to,” said Buffy. “And a couple of people used the shower while Willow and I were out on Friday night.”
“Yeah.” Dawn blushed. “Ummm…we were mostly undressed, and he came, and things got…messy. So we cleaned each other up.”
Buffy grinned. “Good sex often gets messy.”
“You’re really okay with this, aren’t you?”
“I’m not going to pretend that I don’t have concerns,” said Buffy. “But they are minor ones. If you’re happy, I’m happy for you. And I want you to come to me if you have any problems. If I get all judgey, you might not think you can trust me if there is a problem, and I want you to trust me.”
“What sort of concerns?” asked Dawn.
“For starters, love hurts,” said Buffy. “It can be wonderful, but pretty much everyone we know has been hurt by love. Me and Angel, Willow and Oz, Willow and Tara, Xander and Anya…even Mom and Dad. Which is where that Augustine quote I gave to Kevin comes in: ‘Better to have loved and lost, than never to have loved at all.’ I wouldn’t trade away the joy I had with Angel to spare myself the hurt.
“If I knew of a way to shield you from the hurt, but still let you have the joy, I’d do it, but I can’t. So I just have to hope that you’re one of the lucky ones…and if you aren’t, I’ll always be here for you.”
“But you won’t always be here,” said Dawn. “You’re the Slayer. Slayers die. I know that. I lived through five months with you dead once. And next time, no one’s going to bring you back.”
“That’s another reason I want you to know you can always come talk to me, about anything,” said Buffy. “I want to share as much of your life as I can, in the time that we’ve got.”
Dawn came down for breakfast promptly at 7:30 the next morning. Buffy reflected that this was one benefit from her relationship with Kevin. Since they had started walking to school together in the mornings, she hadn’t had any difficulty getting Dawn out of bed, and you could pretty much set your watch from Kevin’s 8:00 ringing of the doorbell.
Buffy always tried to have breakfast with Dawn, even on the Mondays, Wednesdays, and Fridays when she only worked afternoons at the school. It was the one time of the day when they were usually both in the house, and awake. The Monday breakfast was also when they made up the list for the weekly grocery shopping.
“Oh, we’re almost out of lube,” said Dawn.
Buffy looked up at Dawn. “No. You are almost out of lube. If you need more you will have to buy it yourself, out of your own allowance. It doesn’t come out of the household budget. Same goes for condoms. You might consider having Kevin pitch in on both.”
They finished up their breakfast together, and got the dirty dishes into the dishwasher. Dawn went up to her room, and was back downstairs with her school bag by eight.
Kevin was late this morning. By 8:05 Dawn was starting to fret. She turned away from the dining room window where she had been keeping watch. “Where is he? Maybe something’s happened to him!”
“Relax!” said Buffy. “He’s only five minutes late. He’s been five minutes late before.” Buffy glanced out the window and smiled. “Looks like he has an excuse.”
Dawn started to turn around. “He’s here?”
Buffy grabbed her sister. “No, don’t look. Let him surprise you.” She disappeared back into the kitchen.
Kevin rang the doorbell a few seconds later. Dawn worked to compose herself before she opened it. “Hi Kev— Oh they’re beautiful!” She reached for the bunch of roses Kevin was holding up in front of himself.
Kevin pulled the flowers back a bit. “Careful!” He held up a bandaged finger. “The thorns are sharp.”
Buffy was on her way back from the kitchen with a vase. “Here, you can put them in this.”
Dawn took the roses carefully from Kevin’s hand, and dropped them into the vase. “Thank you!” she kissed him.
“You are most welcome,” said Kevin. “Sorry I’m late, but I got held up on account of bleeding.” He held up his finger again.
“Oh, are you late?” asked Dawn, which made Buffy snort. Dawn glared at her.
Buffy took the vase and set it on the dining room table. “Get out of here,” she told them. “See you this afternoon, Dawn.”
Dawn grabbed her school bag from beside the door, and left with Kevin. Buffy went back to the kitchen for her second cup of coffee.
Willow came into the kitchen a few minutes later. Her first class on Mondays wasn’t until 10:00. “Where did the flowers come from?”
“Kevin,” said Buffy. “For Dawn.”
“Oooh, he definitely seems to be a keeper,” said Willow.
“I hope so,” said Buffy.
“You don’t sound sure.”
“No, I— It’s just that none of us have had stellar luck in the love department,” said Buffy. “Maybe Dawn will break the trend. I hope so.”
Buffy got held a little late, writing her reports on the day’s counselling sessions, so she got a ride home with Xander, who had dropped by to check on progress with the gym construction. They heard giggling coming from upstairs when they entered the house.
“What’s Dawn doing up there?” asked Xander.
“I don’t know,” said Buffy, “but I bet she’s doing it with Kevin.”
Xander frowned. “Maybe we should interrupt, before things go too far.”
“We are not interrupting them,” said Buffy. “And if you mean what I think you mean by ‘too far’ it’s already too late for that.”
“You mean they…” Xander started for the stairs.
Buffy grabbed Xander and pulled him back into the kitchen. She pushed him down onto one of the stools. “Sit!”
“Buffy you can’t seriously mean that you approve of Dawn doing that in the house!”
“I approve of her doing it in the house a hell of a lot more than I would approve of her doing it out of the house!” said Buffy.
“Dawn isn’t a little girl anymore Xander,” said Buffy. “She’s sixteen. If she wants to have sex, she’s going to do it. I can’t keep her from doing it any more than Mom could have kept me from doing it, or your parents could have kept you from doing it. Remember how much stuff we kept hidden from our parents at that age? We saved the world three or four times before Mom even had a clue. Your parents still don’t have a clue! If we make a fuss about it, Dawn will just start hiding what she’s doing. I’d much rather that she trusts me enough to not hide it, so if there is a problem, I’ll know about it.”
“I still don’t think—”
“Fine,” said Buffy. “Xander. I love you. Dawn loves you. As a friend. You aren’t her father, and you aren’t her big brother. I can’t make you approve of this if you don’t want to. I know you’re concerned about this. So am I, and so is Willow, but I think the best thing we can do is not make a fuss. Otherwise, if there is a problem, we’ll end up learning about it the way Mom learned about Angel…a couple of months too late.”
“Okay,” grumbled Xander. “I don’t have to like him though.”
“Give him a chance,” said Buffy. “He’s a very likeable guy. He reminds me of you a lot, at that age…without the dumb jokes.”
They sat together quietly for a moment. The silence was broken by a squeal from upstairs.
“God, how can you just sit there and listen to that, though?” asked Xander.
“I got a lot of practice ignoring you and Anya,” said Buffy. There was another squeal. “It’s a nice day. Let’s go sit in the back yard.”
They moved out to sit in the lawn chairs in the back yard. Willow joined them there a little while later. “Maybe I should extend that sound proofing spell,” she told Buffy.
Dawn lay back on her bed and giggled as Kevin tickled her toes with the rose. She was completely naked, as was he. He moved the rose from the toes of one foot, to the other, and back again, and sometimes ran it across the soles of her feet.
She closed her eyes as Kevin slowly moved the rose up along the arch of her foot, caressing her ankles, and moving on to her shins. He paused for a while at her knees before moving up along her thighs. Dawn kept her eyes closed, concentrating on the feel of the rose petals on her skin.
Kevin slid the flower along her inner thigh, stopping just short of her sex before he pulled it back and caressed her hips with it. He circled it around, across her belly to the other hip, and dipped back down between her thighs a couple of times. Dawn held her breath in anticipation, but the rose never touched her sex.
The rose started to move up again. She felt it tickling her belly, and then it circled her navel. It moved up to tickle her ribs before it started to orbit her breasts in an ever diminishing figure eight with its twin attractors at her nipples. Kevin kept the rose orbiting there for a long time. Dawn breathed in quick, shallow breaths as she felt the rose moving over her.
Eventually it resumed its exploration. Dawn stretched her arms up over her head as it moved back to her ribs, and up along her side until it caressed her armpit. From there it took a detour across her shoulder to her neck and ear. It came back down across her chin to explore her face. It brushed her lips, and up her cheek to her eyelids before coming back down across the bridge of her nose. It paused at the end of her nose, and Dawn inhaled the aroma. The sweet smell of the rose was tinged with her own sweat that it had picked up in its travels. The rose retraced its route across her lips, chin, ear and neck to her shoulder.
Kevin guided the rose up along Dawn’s arm, and then down the other. “Roll over,” he whispered to her.
Dawn rolled over, and Kevin resumed the rose’s exploration of her body at the nape of her neck. It caressed her shoulders and slid back and forth between her shoulder blades. It moved in to her spine, and made its way slowly down her back, circling each bump of her vertebrae until it reached the small of her back. It started back up to the twin mounds of her bum.
Once again the rose took up a figure eight pattern, circling each cheek, and passing down along the cleft between them. Sometimes it dipped down between her thighs, but never as far as her sex. Dawn growled in frustration.
After a while the rose continued on its way. Down Dawn’s thighs until it was tickling the backs of her knees. From there it moved down along her calves, and across her heels, until it reached the soles of her feet again. Dawn giggled as it returned to its starting point, tickling her toes.
Kevin returned the rose to the vase on Dawn’s bedside table, and picked up the already lubed condom that was lying there. He put it on. He was somewhat amused that this was the first time he’d actually done this himself. Since they had started playing with the rose Kevin had been very careful not to touch Dawn with anything but its petals. That was about to change.
Kevin slid his hand between Dawn’s thighs and pressed his fingers against her labia.
“Mmm. Finally!” said Dawn.
Kevin gently stroked the lips of her sex. He leaned over her. “Spread your legs apart,” he whispered into her ear.
Dawn’s legs parted, and Kevin moved between them. He guided his cock toward her entrance. Dawn gasped as he slid into her. “Oh, yes!”
Kevin pushed himself deeper into her, feeling her around him, and her bum pressed against his stomach. He started to pump his hips. Dawn let out a little grunt of pleasure every time he thrust forward.
Kevin supported himself on his arms over Dawn’s back. He lowered his mouth onto her shoulders to kiss and lick them.
Dawn cried out as she came. Her vagina convulsed around him, and Kevin came a few thrusts later. He lay on top of her, breathing heavily for a moment before he slid off her. Dawn rolled over onto her side to face him. They wrapped their arms around each other and kissed. She slid the condom off him, and dropped it into the trash can beside her bed.
Dawn and Kevin lay together gently kissing and caressing each other until Buffy called up from downstairs to tell them that it was time for Kevin to be going if he was going to be home in time for dinner.
Kevin smiled at Dawn. “Eating seems less important to me these days…well eating dinner anyway.”
“You need to eat to keep your strength up,” said Dawn. She glanced at her clock. “I think we have time for dessert first though.” She swung herself around, took his cock into her mouth, and spread her legs for his tongue.
Buffy was about to call up again when Dawn came bouncing down the stairs with Kevin behind her. She kissed him goodbye at the door. “See you later?”
“Sure thing,” said Kevin. “Around eight?”
“I’ll be there,” said Dawn. She stood in the open door, watching until he was out of sight. She went back into the kitchen where Xander was watching Buffy and Willow get dinner ready. He looked at her and frowned.
“What’s at eight?” asked Buffy.
“I’m going over to Kevin’s to do my homework,” said Dawn.
“Okay,” said Buffy. “You wanna set the table? Xander’s eating with us tonight.”
Dawn went to the drawer for the knives, forks and spoons. “He’s always eating with us. We should charge him board.”
“He’s the one who fixes all the broken doors and windows and stuff,” said Buffy. “We start charging to feed him, and he might start giving us bills for his carpentry services.”
Dawn took the utensils into the dining room, and started laying them out on the table. “Xander, look at her,” she heard Buffy say quietly. “Kevin makes her happy. I haven’t seen her this happy since before Mom died.”
Dawn stopped. She felt a twinge of guilt. She was happy, and Mom was gone. How could she feel this way? She went back to laying out the silverware for dinner while she thought about it.
Buffy was curling up in her bed, about to go to sleep when she heard a gentle knock on the door to Dawn’s room. “Buffy, can I come in?”
She sat up and reached across to turn on the light on her bedside table. “Sure Dawn. Any time.”
Dawn came through the door, dressed in her night-shirt. She came across the room, and sat on the end of Buffy’s bed. “I heard what you told Xander,” she said.
“Ummm… A little more detail please,” said Buffy. “I’ve told Xander a lot of things.”
“About Kevin making me happy,” said Dawn.
“Okay,” said Buffy. “So?”
“It’s just…I am happy, and Mom isn’t here,” said Dawn.
“Oh Dawnie.” Buffy held her arms open. “Come here.” Dawn moved across the bed, into her sister’s arms. Buffy hugged her tightly. “Mom would be glad that you’re happy.”
“But she isn’t here,” said Dawn. “How can I be happy without her?”
“Because we still love her and remember her,” said Buffy. “We will always hold Mom in our hearts. She will always be with us.”
“I miss her so much,” said Dawn.
“So do I,” said Buffy. “But remember this: Mom wants us to be happy. Wherever she is now, our happiness makes her happy.”
“Do you think Mom would be happy about Kevin?” asked Dawn.
“She’d take one look at the way your eyes sparkle when you think about him, and she’d be just as happy as I am,” said Buffy.
“You’re happy?” asked Dawn.
“Yes, I’m happy for you,” said Buffy.
“Happy enough to let me sleep over with Kevin next Saturday?” asked Dawn.
Buffy thought about that for a bit. “Are his parents okay with that?” she asked.
“Ummm… His parents are going to be away.”
“Which doesn’t exactly answer my question,” said Buffy. “Do Kevin’s parents know about your weekend plans yet? Do they know that you and Kevin are making love with each other?”
“No,” said Dawn.
“Do you think that’s fair?” asked Buffy. “Do you think you should be hiding this from them?”
“I guess not.”
Buffy hugged Dawn tighter, and kissed her forehead. “If I hear from Kevin’s Mom or Dad, inviting you to spend the night, you can spend the night. Same goes for him spending the night here. They have to give permission.”
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