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Title:
Dying to Feel

Author: Lamia (lamia4227@gmail.com)

Rated: NC17

Disclaimer: So incredibly not mine.

Prompt: #9 - Cemetery

Claim: Dawn/Methos

Warnings: Sex and tombstones, and my maiden attempt at smut. Be gentle.

Summary: She just wanted to feel. End of All �verse.

Wordcount: 890

�� She was always drawn to the
cemetery. At night, when she should be home, she sat on the head stone of
someone she never met to think about her life. It was fitting, really. She
wasn�t real, never real. Never born, never to die. And yet she lived, walking
among the mortals as if she was one of them. She wasn�t. She never really had
been. It was more fitting that this was where she would see him again, the man
who introduced her to her destiny. She felt him approach from behind her, that
familiar buzz, too strong to be any other than him.

�� Hello Adam.�

�� Miss me, Princess?� That brought a
small smile to her lips. She missed him indeed, the only one who truly
understood her now, what she was. But even he didn�t understand it all, that
she wasn�t really real.

�� How could I miss you, I don�t even
exist.� There was a sadness in her voice that made him want to wipe it away.

�� Of course you do. You�re talking to
me, aren�t you?�

�� But I�m not real.�

�� Tell me, Princess, if you weren�t
real, could I do this?� He stood in front of her now, and he placed a hand on
her hair, pulling her into the kiss he�d waited a year to deliver. She
responded by opening her mouth to him, while squeezing the remaining air from
between their bodies.

�� Time seemed to flow funny then. She
wasn�t aware of separating enough to lose clothes, but suddenly they were both
topless. She let her hands wander over his chest as he nibbled on her neck, and
then her shoulder.� There was a little
voice in her head wondering how this had happened, but she didn�t care. She
just wanted to feel, something, anything to let her know she was real. When he
moved his lips and teeth to her taut nipple, she lost all sense of though as
sensation took over.

�� She busied her hands with
unfastening his jeans while he worked her silk skirt up her thighs. She spared
a moment of thought to the fabric being ruined, but immediately decided she
didn�t care as she released him from his pants. She held him in her hands,
stroking, the feel of his hardness sending shivers of pleasure up her spine.

�� Methos raised his head to look at
Dawn, a question in his eyes. What the hell were they doing? He�d wanted to
talk to her, see her, not�well, fine, he wanted this, but he never intended it.
She erased his questions by cupping his face in her hands, looking straight
into his eyes as she spoke.

�� Please, Adam. Make me feel. So me
that I�m real.�

�� He kissed her again, hungry, trying
to taste every last bit of her mouth. Her teeth nipped against his lip, and he
was undone. The next moment he was inside her, and she was screaming, begging
for release. The quickly found a rhythm and he was pounding into her, grinding
her into the stone upon which she sat. She relished every moment, every
sensation, every bit of pain and pleasure she could steal. The climax came too
quickly, and she was screaming his name in pleasure and frustration. It was
almost too much, but she still wanted more.

�� She pushed him away, and jumped down
off the stone. He looked questioningly at her, and she just smiled, giving him
a light shove in the chest. He stumbled and fell, landing on his back in the
soft grass. She lowered herself on top of him, kissing his lips as fiercely as
he had hers not long before. She explored him with her lips, her tongue, her
teeth, landing small kisses and nibbles across his cheek to his ear and down
his neck. She traveled down his chest stopping to circle each small hard nipple
with her tongue. She licked her way slowly across his stomach, nibbling her way
around his navel. Then she came to where she really wanted to be.

�� She flicked the tip of her tongue
once across the head of his cock. Then she made long strokes from the base of
his shaft to the tip, tasting their mixed juices. Wrapping her lips around him,
she moved slowly up and down, swirling her tongue over him as she did. He was
moaning, almost pleading, thought he couldn�t think of what for. Just as is
seemed he could take no more, she stopped, giving the tip of his shaft a final
flick of her tongue.

�� She crawled up him, until they were
once more face to face, before rising up to sit above him. She hovered for a
few seconds before driving herself down onto him. She moved slowly at first,
then harder, faster, until the rhythm made her dizzy, with his hands grasping
her thighs and her fingernails dragging little red lines in his chest. She
cried out, a wordless scream, as the orgasm racked her body. She spasmed around
him, bringing him with her to the heights of passion before collapsing on his
chest.

�� They lay like that for a long time,
recovering. When their breath was once again slow and steady and their racing
hearts has slowed to a normal beat, she turned to face him.

�� So, what brings you to LA?�
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