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Xander & Dawn: To Feel Alive	By : DevilDuck Category: -Buffy the Vampire Slayer > Het - Male/Female Views: 36605 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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<This chapter, and any that possibly follow it, takes place after the Buffy the Vampire Slayer series finale.>
A shriek came through the wall as one of the newly minted slayers jumped in the motel’s pool splashing her fellows. They were clearly having fun which was at least half of the reason they had stopped just an hour south of the crater that use to be Sunnydale. That and to start to come to terms with how much their lives had changed. The girls almost had it easy; sure they had just faced death, and some of their number had fallen, but the threat was over, they’d just been granted power, and many if not most of them could go home if they wanted to.
Xander couldn’t go home, he didn’t have a home to go to; it was gone along with the the Bronze, the Espresso Pump, the everywhere he’d ever known and everything he’d ever owned. He really was going to have to go shopping. But worst than the things were the people. While most of the population had fled before the worst of it, and it best friends had rooms down the hall, there was no telling how many had died when the town fell in on itself sealing the Hellmouth. He knew that at a minimum his fian-, his ex-fian-, his Anya died and ended up buried under a ton of rubble. He was having a hard time dealing with that and not even [i]The Dirty Dozen[/i] could cheer him up.
“Hey,” there was a knock on his door, “you’re missing all the fun… We sent Andrew out for pizza.”
“I’m not in the mood Dawn.”
“Aw come on, join us by the pool. Nobody brought a suit.” Like he needed another reason to fantasize about the multitude of slayers.
“Go away.”
“Fine, fine. I’ll hang out with Buffy,” her voice got quieter like she was walking away, “look at old photos.”
“Wait!” Remembering the most recent photo she had taken of him Xander scrambled to get up and fling open the door to stop the girl before she got too far away only to see her leaning against the opposite wall, smiling. “That’s mean.”
“I use what I’ve got So,” she walked past him to plop down on the bed, “if you don’t want to come out and join us I’ll come in and join you watching… old war movies? Really?”
“What, I like ‘em.”
“You like watching people fight and die? Don’t you get enough of that in real life.” Picking up the remote Dawn started searching through the offerings. “What you need is a comedy or… I think they have porn.”
“I don’t need porn” He snatched the remote away from her putting back on his film. “And in the movies when someone dies it means something, it’s sometimes even heroic.”
“Oh, so this is about. What Anya did was heroic, she saved a life.”
“She saved Andrew.”
“That’s kind of heroic. Listen,” she pulled Xander down to sit next to her hugging him with one arm, “I’m not an expert at this type of thing, I’ve only really lost two people and one them came back, but I think you should focus on the good things. You have your health, one good eye, Buffy, Willow, no school tomorrow… Wait that’s me.”
“Mmm.”
“You also have a statuesque beauty who wants to distract you wild monkey sex.”
“That sounds good.”
“Really? You’re not to act all guilty and think about what could go wrong?”
“I don’t feel like thinking.”
“What do you feel like? Do you feel hard?” Dawn’s hand slipped into his lap cupping his groin. “I’ve felt you harder; let me help with that.”
One handed she unzipped his pants and reached inside to play with his cock. He shifted, turning towards her and the breasts she was pressing against him, to take her in his arms; sex would be good, great even, but holding someone is what he needed now. She didn’t seem interested in doing that, backing away to have enough space between them to keep pumping his rising member. She wouldn’t even meet his lips when he first tried to kiss her, her head was down as if she was trying to watch her work for some reason.
Xander had to break the hug to tip up her head and reach her lips. Just a quick peck to start with, their first kiss, but then she responded following him back. The next kiss was longer, harder, and involved a little tongue. A few moments later and her attempt at a handjob was forgotten as they embraced. A moment after that and he was laying on top of her pinning her to the bed as their tongues fought.
When he reached between their bodies to adjust his erection so that it didn’t rub against her hip Dawn took it as a sign that she should wriggle out of her clothes. Trying not to break the kiss she unfastened her pants and started pushing them down lifting her hips with a series of upward humps. Once they were down to her knees she could twist her legs to the side and kick off the denim, sending it flying towards Lee Marvin’s face.
This kiss had to break so that they could roll over and she could take her shirt off as she straddled him. This respite was short lived as he pulled her back down, running his hands up her ribs, before she could get at her bra or do any more than push aside her panties. He needed for her lips more than her naked flesh. She had her plans and needs, and they were a little less chaste; half climbing his body and arching her back she tried to mount him while still giving him what he wanted. They moaned into each other’s mouth as his cock pushed into her.
“Tell me when,” she breathed heavily at him rolling her hips as she waited for his answering nod. Having mistaken vigor for quality because of the movies she’d seen she started moving as fast as she could, bouncing up and down in an almost violent manner. Xander tried to slow her down, especially after a particularly hard thrust made her wince, with hands on her hips but she wouldn’t have it. She kept moving, taking pleasure in making gasp, until he forced out the word ‘stop’. Slipping wetly off off his cock Dawn pulled him to sit on the edge of the bed while she went to the floor; one hand worked excitedly between her legs while the other pumped him towards her face, the words ‘give me your cum’ becoming a mantra.
“Aaah Dawn.” He had an impulse to close his eyes and throw back his head but he just had to watch as he unloaded on the teen’s face. When the first shot of cum hit her she dropped his cock, her left hand joining her right between her legs, to twitch freely so the following shots went wild landing on her hair, her chest, and even the carpet behind her. Maybe he should have taken over, taken control, when she let go but he didn’t think to until he had finished.
“What the hell?” They both turned at the sound of a voice to see a shocked Buffy standing at the door that neither one of them thought to close. “What the hell?”
“Eeek!” Dawn scrambled behind the bed to escape her sister’s sight while Xander covered himself with a pillow not worrying about the fact that he was getting cum on the surface he would later have to sleep on.
“What the hell?” Shock was starting to give way to anger.
“Hey Buffy what’s going on? Did you find Dawn?” A redhead popped around the doorframe and looked in the room. “Oooh."
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