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Title:
Candid Camera

Author: Lamia (lamia4227@gmail.com)

Rated: NC17

Disclaimer: So incredibly not mine.

Prompt: # - On Camera

Claim: Dawn/Methos

Warnings: Dawn behaving badly, on film

Summary: Just another day at Wolfram and Hart

Wordcount: 837

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�� Dawn sat
behind her desk at the law firm, thinking about the previous nights �visit�
with Adam. She fidgeted a bit, trying to get comfortable in her chair, eyes
glazing over a report about the office security cameras being offline. She
pushed the paper aside, more concerned with Adam than office security. She
still didn�t know why he was in LA, but she couldn�t really care. All that
mattered was that he was there, why wasn�t important. Her thoughts were
interrupted by a knock on her office door.

�� Come in,�
she called out. The door opened, and the object of her thoughts walked into the
room, closing the door behind him. Her breath caught in her chest as she faced
the man before her. There were so many things she thought to say, but her voice
wouldn�t come. She felt the blush spread across her cheeks as she sat there
feeling like a fish out of water. Finally, she was saved from her embarrassment
when he spoke.

�� The
Watchers know about you.�

�� What?� She
found her voice in a sudden bout of fear. �But my sister helps run the new counsel.
She can�t know I�m alive. She can�t.�

�� Calm down,
Princess. Not those Watchers. The other ones, the ones who watch us.� He
smirked at her, obviously finding humor in her panic.

��

�� Oh, well,
who cares? They don�t get involved, right? Why does it matter?�

�� He moved
slowly around her desk until he stood inches from her. Taking her hand, he
pulled her to her feet.

�� Maybe it
doesn�t. Maybe it was just an excuse to see you again.� He kissed her, gently
at first, just a brush of his lips to hers. A moment later, he was crushing her
mouth, forcing his tongue between her lips, her teeth. She responded in kind as
they tasted each other. Hands on her hips, he pressed her against her desk,
pressing his body tightly against hers.

�� Her hands
were busy, finding their way under his shirt, breaking the kiss only long
enough to push it over his head. He was less patient, ripping her blouse open,
buttons popping off and falling unnoticed to the floor. He captured her lips
again, pushing her skirt down her hips until it fell around her feet. He moved
one hand to her breast, kneading it gently as she moved to unfasten his jeans.
He slid his other hand down her body to slip inside her lace panties, teasing
her damp clit, stoking, pinching gently, until she cried out for him.

��

�� He stepped
back from her. She made a plaintive moan at the loss of contact. He kissed her
again, softly this time, before turning her around so her back was to him. He
closed the distance between them once more, trailing small bites from the back
of her ear, down her neck, across her shoulder. One hand roamed her body,
teasing her already hard nipple, stroking across her stomach, while the other
found her wet center once more. He slipped a finger inside of her, and she
pressed her round bottom against him, moaning softly as he worked his finger
slowly in and out.

�� She was
moving against him, begging wordlessly for him to take her. He was working her
into a fever, and she couldn�t take much more. Finally, her wordless moans found
a single word to form. �Please.�

�� That was
enough for him. He withdrew his finger from her and tore her soaked panties
from her body. He pushed her down till she was bent over the desk, her feet
barely touching the floor. And then he was suddenly inside her, deep, thick,
filling her. He stopped for a second, relishing the feel of being buried so
deep inside her, before slowly, so slowly, withdrawing until his tip barely
touched her again. She moved, pushing herself against him, once more begging wordlessly
for the feel of him. He buried himself into her again, quick, hard, almost
painful.

�� Over and
over, in and out, not pausing again. He slammed himself into her, over and
over, pounding her into the desk. They were lost in the feel of each other. Dawn
grasped the cool wooden edge of the desk, needing something, anything, to hold.
It didn�t take long for them to go together screaming over the edge of
pleasure. Methos relaxed against her back, both of them panting, trying to
catch their breath.

�� There was a
beep from the intercom still perched on the edge of her desk, and then Spike�s
voice filled the room.

�� While the
security guys are enjoying the show, thought I�d let you know that the camera
in your office is working again.�

�� She felt
the heat rush to her cheeks as she looked up to the corner of the ceiling,
where sure enough, the little red light of the camera was blinking. She heard a
mischievous laughter behind her, and felt him reach over to press the button on
the intercom.

�� Save me a
copy of the tape.�
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