Chapter 3:
Warning: lemonish in this chap.
Dawn felt her face glowing crimson. Oh. My. God..shame! what just happened??? He was so close..
pressed up against me and his eyes, oh god..
Connor glanced up and the girl in front of him. He felt normal again, even if just looking at her did bring
back memories of his urges of a minute earlier. What's wrong with me!?
Dawn turned and headed up the stairs, her heart still hammering against her chest. She could feel him
behind her and it distracted her. She went to open the door at the top of the stairs and her fingers fumbled,
unable to grip the smooth metal, then he'd leant over and around her, his hair brushing past her cheek and
placed his hand over her own.
The moment his skin met hers she gasped as a tingling shot up her arm. He paused, his hand covering hers,
then his fingers entwined with her own and he suddenly spun her around, the door still shut behind them.
Dawn swallowed and concentrated on not looking up at him, knowing what would happen if she did, and
tried to ignore the fact that he still held her hand within his own. She felt the dizzy feeling returning and
tried to back away from him, but instead found herself pressed up against a wall. He stepped closer, his
fingers caressing hers, she quickly glanced up but found her eyes locked onto his again.
She could hear a humming in her ears and it suddenly seemed much more difficult to breathe. With
supreme effort she looked away from those blue eyes, but instead found her self thinking about the way
their hips were pressed together, and how her breasts were crushed against his chest.
No dawn! Be good!! Think good thoughts..Yes! Good thoughts!!
His lips… they were so close…
what would they feel like pressed against mine? Like his chest is pressed
against mine, and his.. oh god…the way he's pressed against me..
She shook her head slightly ignoring
the fact that his arousal pressed against her was actually turning her on.
Suddenly he moved against her pressing her hard up against the wall, his erection pushing into her. She
gasped and dimly felt her free arm wrap around his neck pulling him even closer. She heard him groan into
her neck and then his lips where pressed against her, his tongue slipping out and tasting her. Dawn
squirmed beneath him unintentionally rubbing herself against him again. He groaned and grabbed at her
hips slipping his hands under the waist of her pants and around the curve of her butt.
Dawn was only half aware of her soft pleading moans as he pressed against her again, his lips slowly
making a trail up her neck towards her mouth. Oh god.. what am I doing.. I don't even know this guy!
And he's Angels son!..
It took every fiber of her will to pull her hands away from him and push him off her slightly.
He looked down at her, a dazed expression in his eyes. "I'm sorry.. but.. I don't even know you!"
He shrugged and pushed up against her again, "So?"
She strangled a groan as he rubbed against her again and tried to focus her thoughts, Oh god… I want him
so much!.. but I don't even know him!!
"Connor!", she shoved him away more forcefully, "Hey! I'm not some slut okay!? Get away from me!"
He flinched and pulled away from her, a hurt confused expression in his eyes.
"I only just met you!"
He had moved away completely from her now. Dawn noticed how cold she felt now he wasn't holding her.
He looked down at himself in apparent disgust, "I'm sorry.. I don't know what I was thinking…"
Connor looked briefly into her eyes then disappeared up the stairs.
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Connor wasn't at dinner that night and Cordy and Angel were worried, despite claiming he could look after
himself and was probably back at the old warehouse he used to live.
Dawn couldn't bring herself to look anyone in the eye. She knew why he'd disappeared. He was ashamed
and embarrassed, just like she was.
She tried to seem concerned, but not too concerned, and excused herself early.
What have I done? I didn't mean to hurt anyone.. I just.. lost my mind… and he felt so right, the way he
held me..
She shuddered at the memory off what had happened.
I need a shower, then I need some sleep. He'll be back, I mean, it's not my fault really, they can't blame
me just cause I wouldn't sleep with him!
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Connor couldn't believe what had just happened to him. It was like he'd been possessed.. by some demon..
by some really horny person… and what he'd been doing to that girl.. to Dawn.. he felt his face burn with
shame as he remembered. The way he'd touched her. Oh god. She must hate me!
He looked out of the window of his old room towards the hotel. I can't go back. I just can't.
He stood and flopped down onto the dusty bed. I can't go back.
Even though every time I close me eyes all I see is her face.
Even though I feel as though I'm missing part of my soul.
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