Caught, Chapter One
A Buffy the Vampire Slayer fan fiction
AU. Dawn is 17, a junior in high school, and Buffy, Willow, and Xander are all 18, seniors in high school. Willow is less of a 'big sister' to Dawn and more of just a friend. However, they don't associate all that much because Buffy finds it odd that her little sister and her best friend could be friends. Willow and Oz and Willow and Xander never went down. As far as the gang knows, Willow has never been in a sexual or romantic situation.
There is graphic femslash in this fic. If you have an issue with that, please don't read it and get pissy. Also, just saying, I don't know what the laws are in California (which is obviously where this is set) or what they are wherever you're reading this from, but in the place where I am writing from, sexual relations between a 17 and an 18 year old are completely legal.
Disclaimer: All names, characters, places, etc. belong to Joss Whedon and company. The story, however, is mine.
Dawn removed her final article of clothing, a blue and white striped thong, and sat down on the edge of her bed. Her bedroom door stood wide open. Joyce was away for the weekend, buying some new art for the gallery, and Buffy had gone somewhere. Dawn didn't know where her sister could be; it was 3 o'clock in the afternoon, so she obviously wasn't slaying. But Dawn only cared about the fact that, before leaving a few minutes earlier, Buffy had said, "I'll bring something for dinner around 6:30, don't expect me home before then."
Dawn had watched her sister walk down the front path and then shut the door and sprinted upstairs. After closing her blinds, she had turned on her Common CD, the one she only listened to on her Walkman or when she was home alone, and begun to remove her clothes. Now she sat in her room, completely alone and completely naked. She nodded once, and then laid herself down, her long brown hair fanning out on her pillow. For a while, she just listened to the beat of the music, breathed, and thought about what she was about to do.
Maybe I shouldn't do this. I mean, it's not like a necessity or anything. But I want to know what it feels like. And it's supposed to feel so good…. I can't actually think of any good reason why I shouldn't do it. It's not like it's a terrible thing or anything. And I'm not going to get caught. And besides, I'm already lying naked on my bed. Fuck it.
With her final decision made, Dawn began to snake her right hand towards her body. First, she ran it across her pale, flat stomach and her hipbones. Then she slid it up to her small, perky breasts. She began to massage one gently, but it quickly became apparent to her that she was getting no pleasure out of this.
What am I doing wrong? I'm pretty sure this is how you're supposed to do it and have it be enjoyable. But I just feel awkward, lying here touching myself.
Suddenly, a light bulb clicked on in her head, and Dawn felt pretty sure that she had determined the answer to her question; she was thinking too hard.
Okay, let's stop thinking about every little motion my hand makes and stop thinking about it as my hand. The only thing going on in my brain should be an imagining that some super hot person is doing to me what I'm doing to myself.
Dawn exhaled a deep breath, and with that she expelled almost all her thinking. She began to touch her breast again, this time with a little more force. Her left hand lifted off the bed and joined its partner, touching a small, sensitive nipple and feeling it harden. As she started to excite herself, Dawn pictured the person she wished these hands were attached to.
Small but strong hands, soft and pale skin. A little freckly, but beautiful. A thin body, long, skinny legs. Red hair that grazes slight shoulders and provides a stark contrast to incredibly green eyes.
A part of Dawn's brain that was still functioning in a normal manner registered shock at the realization that the 'super hot person' she was imagining was her big sister's best friend, Willow. Then the part that was starting to get into this pleasure thing shut down any and all reasonable brain activity and started going full steam ahead into the action.
As Dawn groped her breasts and pinched her nipples, she began to feel a warm sensation between her legs. It was unlike anything she had experienced before, and she decided she wanted to explore the feeling. She slid her hands (or as she was thinking of them, Willow's hands) down her taut stomach, over her protruding hipbones, and onto her thin thighs.
Dawn found that every inch of her skin was extremely sensitive and that even the lightest touch gave her a new feeling of pleasure. Testing this, she curled her hands so that her nails were on her skin and lightly ran them up and down her upper thighs. The feeling sent a shiver through her body, and the warmth between her legs became stronger. Enjoying the sensation of nails on skin, she kept one hand running along her thigh and brought the other up to her stomach where it moved from side to side.
The young brunette drew in a deep breath, and as she exhaled, both her hands moved from where they had been before and met at the junction of her toned legs. Sliding one hand down to just above her slit, Dawn applied a small amount of pressure using two of her delicate fingers. When she let up, her body immediately began begging for continued contact, and without a second thought, she slid her deft fingers down and began pressing once again, searching for pleasure points.
A breath hitched in her throat as Dawn found her clitoris. Imaging that her fingers were Willow's tongue, she started to rub her hardening clit in a circular motion to the beat of the hip-hop blasting out of her stereo, losing herself in the music and the immense pleasure she was experiencing for the first time.
Willow walked quickly up to Buffy's front door and knocked three times. The two girls had been saying yesterday that they needed to get together soon and have girlie best friend talk, and Willow had been out for a walk and ended up in Buffy's neighborhood, so she figured that now would be as good a time as any to try for that get together. She knew she probably should have called before stopping by, but Buffy was normally at home if she wasn't with the gang or patrolling, and since Willow was sure she wasn't doing any of those things, she decided to see if Buffy would like to hang out for a few hours.
Willow knocked again, a little louder this time. After a minute of no one answering the door, Willow wondered if she should try the knob. It was almost always unlocked if someone was home, and if the house was empty it was locked. If the door was unlocked, Willow could go inside, find her best friend, and then chat. If it was locked, then no one was home, and they could talk later.
Reaching down cautiously, Willow twisted the gold doorknob. It turned under her hand, and she pushed the door in and stepped inside. Immediately, her ears were assaulted by hip-hop music blasting from upstairs.
Good explanation for why Buff didn't hear me at the door. Geez, that girl should not play her music so loud.
Willow climbed the stairs and then came to an interesting realization: the music was coming from Dawn's room, not Buffy's. Buffy must not have been home; she would never let her sister blast music like that. Willow turned to walk back down the stairs and leave, but something made her pause for a moment. Dawn was very intelligent and observant, and Willow loved to talk to the younger Summers girl, but opportunities to do so were rare. She was also pretty curious as to what Dawn was doing that necessitated playing music at that volume level.
Taking gentle steps before realizing that she could probably stomp around the hallway without being heard over the music, Willow approached the open door and peeked in. The sight was one she did not at all expect.
Dawn was lying on the bed, completely naked. After looking for a moment longer, Willow realized that the small brunette was touching herself. Willow immediately started thinking of the proper things she should do: make her presence known to Dawn, go downstairs and wait for Buffy to come home, or just leave the house right now and pretend that this never happened. She knew that she should do one of these things, and quickly, but she found she couldn't take her eyes off of the form on the bed. At first, the redhead thought that maybe it was some sort of disgust causing her inability to look away, or maybe shock at seeing something so taboo. Then she realized that it was neither of these things; she couldn't stop staring at Dawn because this was the most attractive thing she had ever seen.
Willow wasn't completely surprised by the fact that a gorgeous female form entranced her; she'd suspected for a while that she was attracted to girls and had even found herself admiring Buffy's hotness on occasion. The surprise came from the fact that the gorgeous female form she was admiring belonged to her best friend's little sister. A shiver ran through Willow as she scanned Dawn's naked body once again, and she could feel a wetness beginning to collect between her legs.
Okay Willow, this opportunity is too good to pass up. You've wanted to have a sexual experience, and this seems to be a very good time to do so. You are feeling an attraction and are aware of it mentally and physically, and - Okay, you know what, I'm done thinking so much. Fuck logic brain. I want to get with that. Her skin looks so soft and touchable, and I want to touch every inch of it with my hands and my lips and my tongue and feel her body pressed up against mine. I don't know what else to say but DAMN.
The redhead stared for a moment longer as the younger girl circled her hand around her clitoris, and then her incredible brain formulated a brilliant plan that was, yes, logical, but also pretty devious and dirty. Acting without a second thought (a feat quite impressive for Willow, queen of the overthinkers), she stepped into Dawn's room until she was only about two feet away from the bed. Thanks to the music and the brunette's closed eyes, Dawn was still unaware that Willow was watching her. But in just a moment, when Willow put her plan into action, that would definitely no longer be true.