Chapter 11:
*lemon*
Connor and Dawn had decided that training would be a good idea.
They had spent the afternoon whacking each other with wooden sticks.
Angel had come down and beat up on Connor for awhile, and Gunn had called out 'encouragement' from
the sidelines for awhile, but had grown bored.
Dawn held a hand in the air and dropped her staff, "okay, I'm dead Connor. You win.. now.. just let me die
here…" She promptly lay down on one of the blue gym mats and tried to catch her breath.
Connor chuckled and came and sat next to her. "So, I win eh? What's my reward then?"
Dawn held her hands up and made him pull her up so she was sitting.
"Hmm.. reward.. reeeward… let me think… what would Connor want?? Hmmm…"
She smiled softly then slowly leant into him until her lips just barely brushed his, then she leapt to her feet,
leaving Connor sitting on the ground looking confused.
"Mwahahahah!! I was just using you so I had time to catch my breath!" She flexed her arms out and threw
a few punches, "Now, get up so I can Kick Your Ass!"
Connor squinted at Dawn, "Oh, just playing with me !?"
She chuckled "that's right!"
He stood and got into a fighting pose, trying to ignore how Dawn looked in her low pants and singlet, her
face flushed and dewy with exertion..
just like she was yesterday when she was riding me, gasping and moaning with pleasure… oh god
Connor.. just.. stop thinking ..
Dawn lashed out at him instantly, her fist connecting with his face. He rolled with it then smiled at her.
She paused then kicked him, hard, he blocked her foot easily. She started punching and kicking wildly,
while Connor laughed and easily deflected her blows.
"Hey! No fair! You've been holding back this whole time!"
Connor smirked. "Aren't you supposed to be 'kicking my ass'?"
Dawn glared across the room at him then started attacking again.
Connor caught hold of her arm as she tried to punch him and suddenly pulled Dawn against him and kissed
her passionately. She moaned into his mouth as his tongue explored her mouth, then his grip on her arm
loosened and she jumped back away from him, leaving his heart thumping much faster than it had ever
done during his normal training. He could feel his desire for her growing. I have to control myself, I can't
scare her away..
She smiled at him then delivered a fast kick.
Connor wasn't paying attention and was too late to block the kick, his hand caught her leg but all he could
do was pull her out of balance. Her eyes widened as her momentum carried her crashing into Connor,
throwing him to the mats.
"Ahhh!"
Dawn's leg strained as she ended up straddling Connor and almost doing the splits over his right shoulder.
She quickly moved her leg from where it had been. "Ahh! Damn you Connor! That caned!"
He groaned underneath her, "gee, and It's so comfortable being squashed by you."
She looked down at him and raised an eyebrow.
"Really? You're.. uncomfortable?"
She sat down upon him fully, so she pressed against his groin.
His eyes widened and a little groan escaped his throat. "Dawn.."
She blinked innocently, "Would you like me to move?"
She moved her hips against him and Connor gasped beneath her.
"Dawn!"
"Fine! I'll move! Geez.."
She stood and left Connor panting on the floor.
He lay still for a moment.
You can't try anything! She'll think you think she's a slut..ignore the feelings connor.. ignore the way her
skin smells.. the way she pressed against you..ignore the fact that you already know exactly what it feels
like to be inside her..oh god..forget it..
Connor leapt to his feet and grabbed a startled Dawn, pulling her body against his, kissing her almost
violently. She seemed surprised for a moment then returned his attentions with equal enthusiasm.
Connor pulled at her singlet, his hands running up underneath and over the smooth hot skin of her stomach.
She groaned and roughly ripped his shirt from his chest, then resumed kissing him, her teeth catching his
bottom lip.
Connor's hands slid behind her onto her butt and pulled her hips against his own. Dawn moaned and
wrapped her legs around him as he pushed her up so that she sat upon his hips, her legs clenching his sides.
Connor softly bit at the soft skin of her neck and Dawn felt her breath coming in gasps as Connor's
attentions made her ache more and more.
oh god.. I don't care if I do seem like a slut, I want him so bad..i want him like I had him in my dreams.
"Connor.."
He walked forward a few steps so she was pressed against the wall. He kissed her neck while his hands
slipped under the waist of her loose pants and slowly rubbed her through her panties. She groaned and
pulled his head against her breasts. He diverted his attentions to this new target kissing and licking her
while she moaned and squeezed her legs together, bringing his erection up against her.
Connor groaned, he'd have to end this soon, she didn't want to slept with him. "why must you always tease
me this way!?!?"
She looked at him wide eyed, "who said I was teasing?"
******
Cordy opened the door of the hotel to be shoved aside as a smoking blanket rushed past her. Followed by
Buffy.
Spike pulled the thick rug off himself and looked back at Buffy, who was smiling at Cordy, "Cordelia!
Sorry too barge in on you like this, but I had this horrible feeling about Dawn.."
Gunn walked in and looked suspiciously at Spike.
"dawn?"
Buffy nodded, "I had a bad feeling.. I had to come check on her.."
Gunn shrugged, "She's down in the training room with Connor, last I saw she was beating him with a stick.
I think he's the one you should be worried about."
Spike strode off in the direction of the basement. Muttering about his innocent niblet being left alone with
the poof's son.
Cordy, Gunn and Buffy followed.
Cordy looked at Buffy, "How does he know where the basement is?"
She shrugged, "He's probably just following Dawn's scent or something."
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