Paradise
Rated: R
Disclaimer: I don't own anybody. But I would love to own Dorian
Warning: references to sex and fantasies and language
Summary: Set after Once More with feeling but before Tabulah Rasa. Dawn muses over her experience with Dorian and her fantasies.
Paradise
******* Dawn's POV *******
I got home around one in the morning and got bitched at by my sister. She's such a pain in the ass. Mom would've just let it go. But no Buffy has to bitch and yell, like she really cares what I do. She just doesn't want me to die because it might look bad on her part. Giles told her to leave me alone; I was just acting like a teenager. Thank God, someone had sense in this house.
I went up to my room and almost screamed with joy. I can't believe I met Dorian. He was sooo sexy. And he gave me what I wanted. He was a little rough with the sex, but I still liked it. Wait until I tell Janis what he did to me. I couldn't wait to see him again.
I undressed and studied my body. I wish my boobs were bigger. My ass was red and it hurt to touch it. It felt good; I ran my hands over the marks he had made. Thank you God for finally listening to my prayers; thank you for sending me Dorian.
I got down on my knees and pulled a box out from under my bed. I opened it and pulled out my vibrator. I plunged it inside of me and imagined it was Dorian. It took every ounce of my self-control to keep from screaming. I hated having so many people living in the same house. It's like get a place of your own.
I wondered where Dorian came from. England obviously, I wonder if Giles knows him or about him. I'd have to ask him tomorrow.
I loved the way Dorian controlled me. He was a lot better than Spike. Spike was so gentle; I needed it to be rough and hard. I wonder if I should tell Buffy about him. I knew her and Spike played those kinds of games, but she always told him to be harder. Nobody got any privacy in this house. That's why I'm glad Dorian had his own place.
It felt a little weird having sex with him. He has to be at least in his twenties. Oh well, he is sexy as hell. I was in paradise.
I couldn't wait to see him tomorrow. The leaves rustled outside my room. It must be a windy night. I closed my eyes and dreamt about all the things Dorian could do to me. I hope he owns a paddle. Oh, yes. Truly Paradise.
Drusilla stood outside the Summers' house. She smiled wickedly to herself. So, Dorian was in town. It had been years since she had seen him last. Maybe he would let her play with the little one too.
