Chapter 11: Distraction

July 18, 2003

"Xander, you need to undress." Dawn hoped he would, 'cause she was pretty sure she was too nervous to manage his clothes and her own. Xander hesitated for a moment then reached for the buttons on his shirt as he toed off his shoes.

Dawn sighed with relief and went to turn down the bed. One obstacle down. About five hundred to go.

Dawn turned back to Xander and her mouth fell open. He had stripped his clothes off. Completely off. He was wearing nothing but his eye patch. Dawn could feel the flush creeping up her neck and across her face. She had seen pictures of nude men before, but it was not the same, being confronted with all of that guy-ness in person.

Dawn closed her eyes and took a deep breath. She then opened her eyes and walked purposefully across the room. She took Xander's hand, very careful to touch only his hand, and led him over to the bed. He was looking kinda dazed and being very compliant. She was really hoping his instinct kicked in soon, because she wasn't sure how much she could do before becoming totally lost. Dawn raised her free hand and lightly ran it across the center of Xander's chest, acquainting herself with the springy hair sprinkled there. Her eyes traveled from his chest to his face. His eye was open and he was looking but he didn't really register her. *Well, duh,* she thought, *or we wouldn't be here.*

The corners of Xander's mouth tilted up into a slightly pleased look as he reached down to capture her hand on his chest. He raised it to his mouth and lightly kissed each fingertip before he moved his mouth to her palm. Dawn could feel his tongue as it ventured forth to taste her skin. It then traveled upward and Dawn gasped as his mouth enveloped her middle finger. Xander's lips and tongue tugging at Dawn's finger caused an answering tug low in her abdomen.

Xander released Dawn's finger, placed another kiss in her palm, then moved both of her hands to his shoulders. He brought his hands up between them to unbutton her shirt. He traced down the deepening V to expose her skin, making a little detour into her belly button along the way. Shirt unfastened, he skimmed his hands back up her sides, denoting the inward curve of her waist and the outward swell of her breasts, before he reached her shoulders where he peeled the shirt back off her arms.

As the shirt dropped to the floor, Xander laced his fingers through Dawn's and arched her body to him. He bent and captured her lips.

*Finally!* Thought Dawn, then immediately lost herself in the feel of his mouth exploring her own. He began with small, nibbling kisses to her lips before his tongue ventured forth to lick her lips, persuading them to part. Then Dawn felt his tongue against her own. She liked that. Soon Xander's tongue was retreating into his mouth and then advancing again into hers. Dawn grew frustrated as he retreated yet again. *Why did he keep pulling back?* She finally realized. He was trying to get her to follow. Dawn tentatively moved her tongue out of her own mouth and into Xander's. She was immediately enchanted as he began sucking on her tongue. She finally had to break away from Xander to try to catch her breath. *Damn!* He leaned in for more. Dawn eagerly returned to him.

Xander finally pulled away from her, sucking her lower lip as he pulled back. Dawn tilted her head back as Xander left her mouth to drift down her neck, placing kisses until he stopped to nuzzle the dip in her collarbone. He moved back up the side of her neck until he reached her earlobe. He sucked it into his mouth, maneuvering the earring with his tongue, while his hands slid down her back and over the rounded globes of her ass. He then pulled her firmly to him, tilting to rub himself against her. Dawn's eyes widened when she realized exactly what was nudging into her.

Dawn did not notice Xander had moved again until he captured her breast and tongued her nipple through the lace of her bra. Dawn could not prevent the small cry or involuntary arch of her body. When Xander pulled away from her, Dawn thought he must have come to his senses. She closed her eyes, bracing herself for the recriminations she was sure would follow. Dawn gasped and her eyes popped back open. She lowered them to see Xander's mouth on her bare breast. He had managed to remove her bra without her even realizing.

*WOW! He was good at this.* Her hands instinctively cradled his head as he ministered to first one breast, then the other.

Dawn was breathless and not sure how much longer her legs would hold her. Xander must have realized the effect he was having because suddenly the room tilted and spun. Xander had literally swept her off her feet and placed her on the turned-down bed.

Xander knelt beside the bed and reached for the button on her pants. Dawn felt his fingers brush her stomach and her hips arched involuntarily. Xander responded by slipping his hand beneath the lacy panties and cupping his hand against her, allowing his middle finger to dip ever so slightly into the seam of her body. Dawn gasped and instinctively parted her legs as Xander's hand moved lower. Xander's mouth returned to her breast as his hand played between her legs. Dawn was soon overwhelmed by the pleasure, and cried out as her body bowed, then released under Xander's attention.

After she recovered a little, she opened her eyes to see Xander's smug expression. He had genuinely enjoyed her pleasure.

*Of course he enjoys pleasing a woman. How do you think he kept Anya happy for three years? No! Don't think about Anya. Concentrate on the task at hand. Oh, crap, now I'm thinking like Giles.*

She wasn't thinking about Anya or Giles for long. Xander had moved to the foot of the bed and reached up to grasp the waistband of her pants and panties to ease them down over her hips. She could almost feel Xander's gaze as his eye took in the new territory exposed to him.

Dawn froze. For the first time, ever, she was lying totally nude before a man's eyes. *Am I okay? What if I don't compare well? Why isn't he moving?*

Xander's eye looked over every inch of the body exposed to him before he breathed the word, "Beautiful."

He thought she was beautiful. Of course, he was also under the influence of a combination of drugs and alcohol, so maybe she shouldn't take him too seriously.

Dawn brought her attention back to Xander as he climbed onto the bed beside her and proceeded to explore. She could feel the tension as it coiled and built inside her as Xander's hands and mouth opened a whole new world to her.

Xander was on top of her now. His lower body parted her legs and his upper body was braced on his arms to take his weight. Dawn tensed slightly as she felt Xander's body probe hers. He dipped a bit further into her each time until he came to her barrier and stopped. Xander's forehead pleated into a frown and Dawn felt panic rise. He knew something was different. Dawn reached for Xander's hips and pulled him further. The pressure increased, then Dawn stifled a whimper as Xander broke through and slid completely into her. Her next thought was to distract Xander. She ignored the pain as she moved her hands to the back of his head and pulled him in for a kiss. She used all the skills Xander had taught her only a few minutes ago to keep his attention.

It worked. Xander withdrew, then surged into Dawn again. She gasped. The pain had dissipated and she was left with an incredibly full feeling. With each thrust, Xander set alight every nerve ending inside her body as she instinctively caught the rhythm he set. The tension inside her started to build again. Xander finally reached between them and sent Dawn plummeting over the edge. He drew out her pleasure as long as he could before joining her release.

Xander caught his weight on his arms and took Dawn with him as he rolled to the side. He held her snugly to him; their bodies still joined as he nuzzled into her neck. As the tremors subsided, Dawn's breath slowly returned to normal. She could feel Xander's heartbeat slowing as well.

Xander rolled to his back and as he did, he slipped out of her. Although draped over the side of Xander's body, Dawn felt an incredible sense of loss. She had felt so right with him inside her. Complete.

Dawn lay quietly, savoring the memories of her new experience. She could feel Xander's breath become steady and calm until she thought he was asleep. She raised her head from his shoulder and peeked at his face. He did appear to be asleep.

After lying still a while longer, Dawn propped herself up on an elbow. She was curious. Xander had done a pretty good job of exploring her earlier, but she had been too unsure at first, and later too distracted, to really do any exploring of her own.

The eye patch was still in place. *I wonder if he usually wears it all night or takes it off?*

There was the smattering of hair across his chest that she had tested with her fingers earlier. His chest and arms were muscled from the construction job but not too much. His waist was trimmer now than it had been right after the wedding. Over the past year and a half, hard work and regular training had honed it. Of course, having the junk-food-inhaling SITs around hadn't hurt either.

Her eyes moved down further. She hadn't really gotten a good look at his lower body earlier. Dark hair surrounded his penis. It looked different than she expected; though she wasn't really sure what she did expect. Her fingers ventured forth and lightly brushed the nest of hair then moved further to lightly caress the smooth skin it surrounded. *So soft*, as she ran her hand down the length and back. It had been quite hard earlier, like a stake inside of her. She gave an inward chuckle at the analogy before curiosity took hold. She wondered what it would take to get him like that again. She would kinda like to see it.

Dawn continued the back and forth motion, with an occasional trip up to brush her hand over the smooth tip. Apparently, that was all it took. He began to lengthen and harden in her hand. She couldn't resist. She sat up for a better look. It was amazing how different it looked in just a few minutes.

Dawn was startled when Xander grasped her waist and lifted her so that she was straddling his thighs. She raised her eyes to his face. His eye was open but he obviously still wasn't seeing her. Dawn continued to look at him, grasping his biceps where her hands had grabbed for balance when he moved her.

"Go on," he urged, his hands still clasping her waist.

Dawn still hesitated as she pulled back. What exactly was he expecting? More than she, in her inexperience, could manage? She decided to follow her instincts and see where that got her. Her hands moved back to Xander. She tried different things, checked to see what got his attention, what made him gasp. She continued until Xander's hands at her waist started urging her forward. *Again?*

Xander lifted and entered her. Dawn moaned as she once again felt that exquisitely full feeling, this time without the pain. *This is even better.* She was soon lost in sensation.

Afterward, Dawn lay clasped in Xander's arms. Her last thought as she drifted off to sleep...*I'll never complain how difficult it is to find jeans again. The long legs are definitely good for something.*