Chapter 6:

That day Connor felt exhausted, he had after all only slept an hour last night. Oh well. I have nothing

better to do, I might as well catch up on some sleep. He yawned and threw himself on his bed, causing a

puff of dust to emerge.

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"What's up with dawn?" Fred looked over at the sleeping girl on the couch.

Lorne smiled, "Oh, she's just tired."

Fred shrugged and left Lorne to keep an eye on the sleeping girl, "Okay then.."

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Connor felt her warm form lying next to his almost as soon as he closed his eyes. Dawn.. he hadn't been

expecting her, it being the middle of the day and all.

He opened his eyes and looked over at her. She smiled and matched his gaze.

Connor slowly moved towards her feeling her warm breath against his cheek, then brought his lips against

her own. She moaned softly and kissed him back. He brought a hand up cupping her cheek and pulling her

closer to him. As their kisses deepened she pulled herself right up flush against him, her legs entwining

with his own. Connor wrapped his arms around her and rolled back, bringing her on top of him. Unfazed by

their increased intimacy, she continued kissing him passionately.

She slipped one hand down and under his shirt, her fingers skimming the muscles of his chest. Connor

could feel himself getting harder and the heat were their mouths met urged him on. His hands slipped down

her back and settled her around him so that she straddled his hips. Then his hands slipped up under her

shirt rubbing the smooth flesh of her stomach until he found a breast. She moaned into his kisses as he

found a nipple and rubbed it slowly between his thumb and forefinger. After a few minutes she sat up

suddenly, pulling her lips away from his. Connor looked up, worried that she'd disappear. But instead she

pulled off her shirt.

He couldn't believe she was real, Dawn was sitting above him, her skin flushed and hair messed up. He

could feel the dull ache of his desire for her. She leant down on him again and kissed him, her tongue

pushing against his own. Connor couldn't take it anymore. He had to have her. Now.

He reached down and started undoing her pants. She waited till he was done then got off him for a moment

so she could kick them off, then she ripped open his fly her fingers pulling him free of the material.

Connor gasped at the sensation of her fingers wrapped against his arousal, he looked up at her wide eyed,

amazed at her sudden change in attitude.

She climbed back onto him kissing him again. Connor slid his hands down her back till her felt her bare ass

and pulled her down onto him. She gasped and let him guide her down onto him, moaning as he filled her.

Connor groaned as he felt her tightness, then her barrier. He looked up at her, his eyes meeting hers and as

though she had read his mind she pushed herself down onto him, pulling him right into her. Connor let out

a strangled yell as he felt the full extent of her, then she fell forwards onto him, moaning softly in his ear. A

moment later she began to move against him, their hips rubbing together as she rode him.

She groaned and gasped at the sensations, biting and scratching at his neck, grinding herself against him.

Beneath her Connor panted and lifted his hips to meet her movements, the feel of her teeth against his skin

adding to his excitement.

Suddenly she cried out and Connor felt her tightening around him. He gasped and pulled her down towards

him, his lips finding hers as he filled her with his seed.

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Lorne glanced up at the couch where dawn was sleeping, and found it empty. He started walking down the

hall, "Dawnie?"

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Dawn clung to Connor. Hoping this dream would go on for ever, the feel of his body against hers, the heat

of him inside her. He kissed her softly and looked into her eyes, the extent of what had just happened

showing in his expression. "dawn I.."

But his words were cut of as he faded to black and Dawn found herself dressed only in her bra on the couch

she'd been asleep on.

She pulled her pants on and shoved her shirt over her head then looked around.

Lorne wasn't in the room anymore. THANK GOD!!

I can't believe it.. I must have down that to myself while I was having that wet dream about Connnor. Oh

my god. Damn my teenage hormones.

Lorne returned and looked at her in surprise. Taking in her messed hair, flushed face and swollen lips.

He raised an eyebrow, "please Dawnie. I do NOT want to know what you have been doing.."

She laughed nervously, "training!"

He shrugged. "sure."

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