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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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Xander & Dawn: To Feel Alive

Chapter 6: Birthday Boy
“A movie?”
“A matinee, I believe I can afford a matinee ticket for both of us.” Dawn dug through the small purse she’d picked out during their last shopping trip as she waited for Xander to finish getting dressed.
“You don’t have to do that.” A shirt that’s what he needed; let’s see, pants, patch, socks that just left shirt. “I’ll get a job soon, or that fat Watcher money will start rolling in.”
“No, we’re doing this today, it’s your birthday.”
“It is? Damn it is; with everything that has happened I’d lost track.”
“And therefore I’m getting you a present,” ‘Ha’-ing in victory she held up a wad of small bills, “aside from the whole virginity thing.”
“Right. That.”
“Come on, we don’t want to miss the start of the show.”
“And the bus.” Xander was really growing to hate buses.
“No bus.”
“There’s a theatre in walking distance?”
“Yep.”
“What’s it showing?”
“It’s a surprise.”
“A surprise? Great.” He was definitely growing to hate her surprises. “How are you going to keep the movie a surprise? There’s going to be posters and a marquee.”
“That’s where this comes in.” She held up another purchase.
“A tie?”
“They don’t exactly sell blindfolds at Salvation Army.”
“You could have just bought me a second eye-patch. I wouldn’t mind having a spare.”
“That’s a good idea… Next year. Let’s go.”
They went but the blindfold didn’t go on, not immediately anyway. There was no way for Xander to make it down the stairs of their apartment without his already limited sight so that made sense but Dawn made no move to blind him for blocks. This didn’t mean she was ready to share their destination with him, he asked, just that she had no problem with him knowing that to get there they had to walk further away from the nearly fashionable riverfront. Turning into an alley that cut through a block she stopped him.
“Blindfold time.”
“Are you sure you still want to do this?”
“Yes.”
“People will notice me walking around with a blindfold in the middle of the afternoon.”
“No the- Yes they will but they won’t care. And it’s not far anyway.”
He put on the blindfold. If he had been going to put up more of a fight he would have done so during the walk. No, he had come this far without real complaint so he might as well go all the way. Taking his hand Dawn led him down the alley and out the other side. That wasn’t to bad, the way was mostly clear, but a sudden turn without warning made him stumble. To make up for that she added an overly detailed narration of the remainder of their journey which gave it an almost humorist quality as short as it was.
They couldn’t have passed more than a couple of storefronts before she bought the tickets. The fact that the clerk didn’t ask which movie meant there was only one screen. Or, since he didn’t ask about the blindfold either, Dawn had arranged things in advance. The lobby just felt small and they quickly passed through it, making the single screen likely, on their way to the theatre.
Inside they went down a slight slope, suggesting the venue was old and hadn’t been remodeled in away, before she directed him to shuffle in between the seats. Thankfully she didn’t make him go too far, just far enough that she could sit between him and the aisle. That’s when she finally took the blindfold off him letting look around the darkened room.
The theatre was almost empty just a handful of men scattered around looking at them; not staring or anything sinister, just repeated glances at the odd couple. Xander for his part was looking back at them trying to get some sense for the what was in store based on the nature of the crowd. He had just ruled out a family picture when the projector came to life casting light onto the screen.
It was an older picture, slightly faded and with plenty of scratches, starting without any fanfare just the words Language of Love over a still image of an European city. A woman speaking a foreign language provided narration once the title disappeared and the picture sprung into motion panning down before cross fading to a couple walking through a park. The next showed the couple making out a couch, pulling off each other’s clothes as the voiceover continues. Xander started feeling uncomfortable, suspecting what type of movie this was, around the time the man on screen started sucking on the woman’s exposed nipple.
“Dawn, I think we should go.”
“No, I want to see this.” The way she sat, with her legs stretched out before her, meant he would have had trouble pushing past her if he had felt willing to do that.
“You do realize what type of movie this is?”
“Yes; now sit down before people stare.” So far no one was, being focused as they were on the action on screen, but the longer he stood the more likely they were to start. Reluctantly he sat back down, sinking low in his seat trying to ignore what was going on or was about to go on. There was no reason to suspect that the type of person who went to a porno in the middle of the afternoon would keep it in their pants. Of course Dawn seemed to be one of that types of person.
“Aa, Dawn…” Maybe if he kept his cool, kept his voice low, Xander could convince her this was a bad idea.
“Isn’t this great?” She shifted in her seat, leaning across the armrest to press against his body. “It’s so educational.”
“Educational?” The movie didn’t look educational to him; it looked like a film of mutual masturbation, hairier than your average porno but that didn’t make it educational.
“Yeah, look at her technique, even distracted she’s doing better than I ever could.”
He wasn’t sure how to respond to that. His first instinct was to reassure her; to tell her how good she was at jerking him off but the words wouldn’t come out his mouth. He wasn’t sure he could have said that alone in the bedroom, not without being instantly being overwhelmed by embarrassment immediately afterwards. No, instead of doing anything useful he just sat there dumb while she continued her commentary finally reaching into his pants so she could mimic the action on screen, as she explained as if it were self evident when he tried to stop her.
Having a pretty teen trying her level best to pleasure his cock with her hands was of course pleasurable even under those circumstance so he did rise. Slower than Dawn clearly liked but fast enough that he couldn’t say a word when she opened, pulling him out so that she could more freely pump her wrist. Up and down her hand moved, twisting as it went, the fingers curling over his cockhead at its apex.
“This isn’t quite right,” she said more to herself than him as she shifted her position once more, momentarily sitting on the armrest before ending up on his knee.
Xander wouldn’t call this an improvement as she had to bend his dick down so that it rubbed against the leg of her jeans to maintain her rhythm, eventually that was going to hurt. Pointing out that she was at risk of rubbing him raw bought him relief long enough for him to slump in his seat, thinking maybe she was done, as she stood. She wasn’t though, almost immediately shimming out of her pants, which she threw onto her seat, before sitting back on him, his changed position meaning she could straddle his waist with her feet staying on the floor.
He could no longer see what she was doing but feel it, he could feel her wrap both her hands around cock, pumping them up and down in such a way that her fingers separated as they neared his base. She started rocking her hips, grinding against his pelvic bone as her excitement grew until he thought he could feel a hint of wetness through her underwear. He was still trying to figure out if that was real when she rose and pulled her panties to the side before lowering herself back down.
He wasn’t ready for that.
Despite all that Dawn had done so far he hadn’t expected her to go all the way, to mount him in public, so he was completely unprepared and made far too much noise as he entered her. Focusing on maintaining control he closed his eyes and grabbed hold of her waist trying to slow her down. That kept her from rising up but seemed happy enough to continue to grind, swiveling her hips. That was as effective, if not as fast, at giving him pleasure as high speed humping would have been.
Grunting Xander tightened his hold on her, trying once more to stop before opening his eyes. They had become the center of attention, the few men in the theatre with them having left their seats to gather round the couple most but not all opening masturbating as they watched the action up close.
“Dawn, look.” His voice was tight, not sure what would happen when he spoke, how either Dawn or the men would react, but he hoped she at least would feel some shame. If she got scared, or mad, wanting to cover herself and flee he would know what to do. He didn’t know though what to do when she reached for the men on either side, taking hold of their members the way she had held his.
His first instinct was to grab her arms and pull them back but as soon as he let go of her waist she started bouncing up and down distracting him with a sudden rush of pleasure. It took a tremendous act of will not to cum right then; he couldn’t act, he couldn’t think, he couldn’t do anything but try to hold on, with his jaw clenched, as he watched Dawn jerk the men off.
She could only reach the closest two, pumping their cocks while she rode Xander’s, but she locked eyes with the others kneeling on the row of seats in front of them. She seemed to be moaning for them, putting on a show for them trying to make them stroke themselves ever faster as they watched her. It was only a matter of time until one of those men, either in front of her or to her side, came and in all likelihood that would set off the rest. Xander could see this loaming potentiality but he could do nothing to stop it; his entire body, save one important part, seemed to have gone limp, his hands and fingers not wanting to respond he was so shocked. No, shocked wasn’t the right word though wracking his mind for its replacement did distract him keeping his own orgasm at bay and keeping him from recognizing what it meant when the man to their left groaned and shook.
That man came, his first shot hitting Dawn on the cheek before the remainder of his load splattered on her shirt and arm. Before he was done the others joined him covering her front, mostly her t-shirt but more than one hitting her face, in a broken volley. None of the men’s cum hit Xander, not directly anyway but some of it was bound to drip onto his pants.
Spent the men retreated slightly, just far enough to put away their collapsing members without getting their arms tangled together, but they continued to watch as she picked up speed, some of the larger clumps of cum flying from her skin. As she neared her own climax she tightened up, a rattling moan escaping her throat and bringing Xander back to something like his senses. In something like control once more he grabbed her by the waist, being careful to slip his hands under her dirty shirt, trying to break her rhythm. This made her squeak and shift in a most pleasant way but only stalled her orgasm for a moment.
When she came she did so with a loud moan, just short of a scream, that drowned out the movie which had been acting as soundtrack to the action. This moan shifted to a grunt as Xander pulled her back down so that he could have his own orgasm deep inside her quickly unloading while she was still trembling. Breathing heavily through her mouth during the afterglow she leaned back against him some how signalling to the assembly that the show was over.
“Dawn,” when he finally felt that he could keep his voice under control he spoke.
“Hmm.” She shifted on top of him, curling her body so that she could nuzzle against his chest with her sticky face.
“We’re going to have a long talk when we get home.
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