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A Good Night's Sleep	By : razzaname Category: -Buffy the Vampire Slayer > FemmeSlash - Female/Female Views: 47650 -:- Recommendations : 2 -:- Currently Reading : 4
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Sorry for the long delay, I don't have much time to write any more. Snatched a little to give a quick update, at any rate, though no promises as to the future.
It was another normal night. Willow had her fun; laying Dawnie over her knee and giving a nice, long spanking until she begged for mercy and was gushing wet against Willow’s leg, turning Buffy over to use her ass yet again…
It was going well. Dawn would be having plenty of dreams of submitting to Willow, and Buffy would probably be questioning her feelings for Willow (and for that matter, Dawn) by now.
Willow woke up earlier than each of them, again, when morning came. She’d wanted to take a bit of time to decide what to do with Buffy. It had been a lot of fun to humiliate her, but as much as Willow wanted to do it again she knew she couldn’t too often.
For the morning, she stripped Buffy again, and dragged her over to Dawn’s room. She pulled Dawn’s sheets back, positioned Buffy near her, drew both of them up into the dream-state she’d had so much fun with, and watched.
Willow kept her distance, to stay unseen. She could work out whatever frustrations this caused later; for now, she wanted to have fun.
This time, Buffy needed no prompting to kiss her sister. In dreams, they lost all their inhibitions, doing things they’d never do when awake. It was delightful.
Dawn bucked up; Buffy ran her hands down her sister’s sides, pushing her pyjama bottoms down and parting her legs eagerly. She slid two fingers inside Dawn, gasping as her sister moaned in response.
Willow bit her lip, enthralled. She’d seen similar to this before, but she’d always been there to make it happen. By now, though, the two Summers had had so many ‘dreams’ of one another they apparently automatically leapt to fucking.
Just as she’d hoped.
“Oh god, Buffy-”
Dawn’s voice grew louder, remarkably quickly. Willow pressed her legs together, enjoying the show.
Then a rather fun thought crossed her mind. She stood up, quickly backing out of the room and leaving the door ajar, peering through the crack.
She could still see the two of them, Buffy naked with her ass up in the air, and Dawn with her cunt exposed, frantically being fingered. Dawn cried out again audibly close.
This would take some timing-
Willow focused, and put Dawn to sleep again, before immediately breaking the curse in such a way that she stayed asleep. It wasn’t long before she woke up though.
And the first thing Dawn saw that day was her sister above her, and felt an orgasm roar through her, squirming under Buffy’s hands. She shouted incoherently, riding it out, only barely noticing how her sister kissed her, desperate.
Willow smirked. Quickly she did the same to Buffy, breaking the sleeping curse.
“Buffy!” Dawn shouted, pushing her sister off.
Buffy came too, eyes quickly going wide as she took in the sight. Dawn’s cunt was soaking wet, exposed for just a couple of seconds before Dawn quickly straightened her pyjamas, hands still shaking.
“D-Dawn,” Buffy said. “I’m sorry, I- I don’t know what I was-”
“Get out!” Dawn said.
“I-”
“Get out, get out, get out!”
Dawn’s voice rose to a shrill shout. Willow bit her lip, muffling laughter, before running as silently and quickly as she could to her room. She ducked inside just as Buffy made it out to the hallway.
She shut the door, stripping down as she made it back to her bed.
She had to wonder what the Summers were thinking, now. Buffy thought her sleepwalking extended to assaulting her sister, while Dawn had cum so hard to her sister’s hand…
Willow lay down, slid a hand between her legs, thought about Dawn’s expression when she’d woken up, and didn’t stop cumming until she could no longer move.

Buffy spent the day in a daze, leaving the house as soon as possible. Willow couldn’t blame her; she had to be feeling so guilty. It was kind of thrilling to know she could have such an effect in her best friend.
Dawn stayed in her room most of the day, awkward. Willow felt a spike of arousal every time she glimpsed her, knowing full well what image was playing over and over in her head.
Eventually though, Willow couldn’t suppress her curiosity. She knocked on Dawn’s door and, after a moment, went inside.
“Hey Dawnie,” Willow said. “You ok?”
Dawn looked up, and hesitated.
“I guess,” she said.
“I heard you yell this morning,” Willow said. “It didn’t sound like you wanted to be disturbed then, but… what happened?”
Dawn flushed. It was a couple of seconds before she replied.
“It’s- you know Buffy’s had a... sleepwalking problem?” Dawn said.
“Yeah,” Willow said. “Did she wake you up again?”
“Kind of, uh-” Dawn blushed again. “She was on top of me.”
Willow blinked; feigned incomprehension.
“Like on top of me,” Dawn said.
“She jumped on you?” Willow said.
“No, she-” Dawn said.
She faltered again. Willow tried to not look like she was enjoying this; she just wanted to hear Dawn say it. My sister raped me while I was sleeping and I came.
Willow shifted, pressing her legs together at the memory. It was a pity it was so long until nightfall.
“She was touching me,” Dawn said, her voice almost a whisper.
The girl who’d beg to have her ass fucked in a dream couldn’t even say cunt. Willow bit back a chuckle.
“Well, if she was on top of you, wouldn’t she have to be touching-” Willow said.
It was fun to play innocent-Willow every once in a while. She knew she’d changed, since practising magic, and she was vaguely aware that all manner of things she used to find unthinkable were becoming more exciting the more spells she did, but even so.
She didn’t mind the fact she was changing. If anything, it just made it more amusing to think of how the others saw her.
She remembered when she’d last bumped into Anya; she’d gotten such a wide smile. Apparently Anya’s ‘dream’ had left an impression; she’d half-expected to be propositioned.
“My pussy,” Dawn said, hurriedly.
She looked down, cheeks red. Willow’s eyes widened.
“Oh,” Willow said. “And she was- oh. Are you ok?”
“I’m fine,” Dawn said. “Um, physically. Once she woke up she- I just, I never expected to see her really doing that. Especially to me. And she wasn’t wearing anything, so I saw all of her, and she kissed me, and- she’s my sister and she made me- um, so, yeah. This morning was…”
Once she’d started, all the words fell from Dawn’s lips. Her cheeks could barely colour any more, but there was something odd in her tone.
Willow bit her lip. Was Dawnie turned on by thinking about all of this? Oh, that would just be perfect.
Then another fun idea hit her; it would be easy to find out. She’d been so keen to wait to nightfall, but she could theoretically do the spell any time. It wasn’t one that required a verbal incantation, just a bit of focus and-
Dawn slumped back. Willow grinned, hurriedly moving closer and crouching, pulling Dawn’s jeans and panties down and taking another nice long look at her cunt.
Willow touched it with one finger, and withdrew her hand, licking a bead of moisture.
Dawn really was wet from thinking about this. Now that was a fun thought; her corruption was coming along nicely. She must really have enjoyed those dreams.
No reason Willow shouldn’t help her along. Willow leaned closer, past Dawn’s hips, and pressed her lips to her sweet pussy, tracing out a pattern with her tongue.
She didn’t lick Dawn for much more than a minute, pulling back and redressing Dawn quickly when she was done. She wiped her mouth, and focused to undo the spell.
Dawn came to, asleep for so little time she apparently hadn’t even noticed. She looked, self-consciously, across at Willow.
If anything she seemed more embarrassed now she felt her cunt tingling.
“I’m sorry, Dawnie,” Willow lied.
“It’s just… I was dreaming about it right before I woke up, and I kind of, uh…” Dawn said.
“Everyone has sex dreams,” Willow said. She tried to sound awkward. “It’s fine, but I don’t need the details of yours. It’s normal-”
“No, it wasn’t just- it was about her,” Dawn said.
Willow hesitated.
“Buffy?” Willow said.
Somehow, Dawn managed to blush further.
“Your dream was about-” Willow tried again.
“Yes,” Dawn quickly interrupted. “I know, it’s sick, and it’s wrong, and it’s- I mean, I’ve never done anything. Anything at all.”
That’s what you think. Willow quickly cast the sleeping spell again, taking the opportunity to laugh a little in genuine amusement.
“I don’t believe that, Dawnie,” Willow said, moving over again to expose Dawn’s cunt. “I’ve noticed you’re a little slut, for your sister and for me. You don’t have to play innocent, I know you’re a filthy whore.”
She stopped talking as her mouth started lapping up Dawn’s wetness. She ran one hand up Dawn’s legs, sliding a lone finger into her asshole; she’d noticed Dawn seemed to enjoy that.
Dawn barely reacted this time, though she could feel Dawn get incredibly wet from just the slight contact. It was with some reluctance that Willow pulled back, neatening things again, and awakening Dawn.
Dawn continued as though there had been no interruption. She only stopped briefly to gasp, uncomfortably turned on by the discussion.
“I’d never do anything like that,” Dawn said. “With anyone, and suddenly I’m thinking about my sister on top of me, or in my- I’m doing all kinds of things, hardcore things, and it’s just weird, especially when I wake up like that, and it’s- oh god, it felt so good and it shouldn’t have. And I…”
Apparently being turned on had made Dawnie more eager to spill the beans. Willow bit back a chuckle.
“Is it just… Buffy?” Willow said.
“No,” Dawn said, and looked away.
“Who is it?” Willow said.
Dawn faltered. Oh, it was so amusing; watching Dawn doing her best to not think of Willow’s own name, or how Willow looked when she was fucking her.
Willow sent Dawn to sleep again. She might as well reward her little bitch for thinking about her. She couldn’t make Dawn cum while awake without it being suspicious, but she ought to be able to treat Dawnie to the aftershocks.
She knelt. She’d gotten out of the habit of eating pussy, finding strap-ons so much more fun when playing around with the Summers. It wasn’t about their pleasure after all, and there was just something so much more humiliating about watching their holes stretch out around a plastic cock.
For this, though, she wanted Dawn to cum. She wanted Dawn to love it, even if she wasn’t awake to properly savour it. And Willow knew she was good with her tongue.
It was one of those things Tara had taught her. The memory briefly distracted her, and Willow couldn’t suppress a pang of regret at not having taken full advantage of Tara’s presence at the house.
Then again, she’d left the house to ‘visit’ Anya, maybe she could do the same for Tara.
Though she would have to leave the Summers sisters alone to do that. Willow clamped Dawn’s hips back, lapping more eagerly now she felt a tremor; she wasn’t sure it was so easy to leave them alone.
There was a sudden gush, and Willow eagerly tasted it, moving back only when it had subsided. She straightened Dawn’s panties, wiped her mouth, and sat back down again.
Dawn was trembling when she woke up again, looking at Willow with something odd in her eyes.
“Sorry, it’s none of my business,” Willow said. “But- well, whoever it is has to be an easier choice than Buffy. And, maybe you could do something with them, you know? It might help satisfy… whatever’s making you think of those things.”
“I- uh-”
Dawn was flushed, breathless. Willow did so love watching her best friend’s kid sister like that.
“I’ll think about it,” Dawn said. She flushed again. “I- I can’t believe I told you all that.”
“You know you can tell me anything, Dawnie,” Willow said.
Especially that you dream of submitting to me. Willow couldn’t quite suppress a smirk, though she tried to play it off as a sympathetic smile.
“I know,” Dawn said, not entirely convincingly. “Uh, thank you.”
“Any time,” Willow said. She smiled. “I’ll leave you alone, but you know you can find me, ok?”
Dawn nodded, a bit too quickly. Willow stood, and only let herself smile as she turned away. She had a rather strong feeling she knew exactly what Dawnie would be doing the moment she closed the door.
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