Dawn looked at the sky. It was around three o'clock. She didn't want to go
back to Spike. Dawn was lonely and wanted not comfort but some roughness.
She wanted some shots, also. And the only place that would serve her beer
was Willie's. She smiled and walked confidently down the street.
"Da-Dawn," Willie said slowly almost cautionary. "What do you want?" Dawn jumped up and sat on the bar, having her chest facing the fat man. She opened her legs; her short skirt willing and she exposed her long, smooth legs. "I just want a little something-something." She smiled seductively and moved her finger across his greasy arm. What she did for a nice piece of ass and some Jack. "You know you're way around," he smirked. Dawn rolled her eyes and pushed her shoes against his erected pants and slid off the bar. She smiled and winked, while walking behind the bar and grabbed some Jack Daniels. "Thanks."
She sat down in the back and put her crossed ankles on the table. It was still early; the vampires won't be out for about an hour or so. So she reminisced about her very, very short child hood.
It was all Darla fault, she thought. If it weren't for her, Dawn would have been dead. And happy. But no, Darla had to go and save Dawn from a bunch of adolescent vampires. Stupid vampire.
There were three of them. One was holding her down by the arms, the other was stripping her pants off and about to rape her and the other one was about to bite into her neck. Darla, supposedly, was hunting and found the vampire tearing through her maidenhood. Dawn was barely conscious and mutely screaming. The elder vampire dusted the vamps even the one that was slamming into the tiny girl. She picked her up and carried to her mansion- her pants off and all.
"You're awake," the blonde said to the terrified brunette. She wasn't that scared, mostly numb. Dawn looked down –she was naked. And in a bed. Well, she had a shirt on and shoes. She gyrated her hips in bed. "I'm not going to hurt you," Darla said. She didn't know why she was helping a human, a child no less. But she was. Dawn looked down her body again. Her body was so roughed up. She licked her lips in confusion and blinked her eyes. She looked up at Darla and coked her head. "Vampire?" Dawn asked, her voice shaky and raw. Sounded like harsh acid. Darla looked at her strangely. "How. How did you know?" Dawn just looked down again, this time at her pussy. She squeezed her muscles together. She stuck a finger down there. Blood and thick dust covered her finger. She scrunched her face up again. Not understanding. Dawn looked up at the vampire and held up her finger. "My sister is the slayer," she said quietly. Darla's eyes went big. Slayers weren't suppose to have family and and and what the hell did she do??
Dawn continued to look down at her naked body and Darla just stared at her. She was still bleeding; Darla could smell it. This girl was young what was she suppose to do? The brunette looked at her hand. "I have vampire dust in me," she finally said. Darla understood now. She went and got a bucket of water and an old rag. "Here open your legs." Dawn didn't even think twice, she did. Darla's mind twirled with this news. She dipped the rag in the water and washed the dried blood on her thighs. "Do you. Do you know what happened to you?" The elder vampire couldn't believe what was happening to her. She was a master, damnit. Why was she doing this? It was because she saw something inside the young one that intrigued her. She had great plans for this girl. "A vampire bit me and exploded inside of me." "He raped you," she said slowly. "No." "Yes. One of them did." "No." Dawn paused while the rag went into her. She whimpered. "He just broke me up. He didn't cum. Just dusted." She moaned as the rag went deeper. The dust was so far into her. It was amazing. "What is your name?" Darla asked. She couldn't say she didn't get off on this. "Dawn. You're Darla right? Angelus's sire?" She was surprised. "How do you know?" "You are known in the Watcher's books as a fierce master. Sire of the all- might Angelus, you ruled Europe for many years. Destruction and death was all in your path, wherever you went." Darla smiled. "Really?" "Yesss," Dawn moaned. Darla smirked. The little one was getting into this, so she sped up her actions. Dawn was so warm. Darla felt like ice cubs to Dawn. "So close," Dawn whispered, her body strained. Darla smiled and "accidentally" pinched the bundles of nerves. "Bite me," the young one said. It was screamed during her climax. You didn't have to tell Darla twice. The vampire bit into Dawn's upper thigh. She made sure it wasn't too deep, since the girl was so young, and didn't drink that much.
After Dawn came down from her high, she smiled. "Am I clean?" "Yea. You cumming released all of the dust." Dawn sat up and fingered her new mark. She leaned forward and kissed Darla. "Thanks." She blushed. "It was nice." She stared at the old blonde and bit her lip. "What?" she asked harshly. "I want to thank you," she started to bring her hands to the top of the woman's dress. "You don't have to." "I want to." She untied the ribbon on the top of her breast. Darla pulled Dawn into a fierce kiss. Her first, but definitely not her last.
"Hey bitch," a voice said, awakening her from her thoughts. Dawn ignored him. "You're feet are on my table." She continued drinking the bittersweet liquid. "I said bitch, that you're feet are on my table." He kicked over her table. Her bottle crashed to the ground. She stood up, kicking her chair over while pushing it to the side. "What the fuck did you call me?" Her face was hard. Her voice held no emotion. "I called you a bitch." The demon was tall. His skin was a dark yellow; it looked like burnt mustard. His teeth were sharp, ridges around his mouth. "And I called you a fat bastard." She paused. "Oh wait. Now I did." "Why you little..." The demon came towards Dawn, but stopped when her eyes turned from a light chocolate color to a dark black. She had no pupils. "A little scared are we?" She smirked. "You're a. You're a witch!" "Naw, really?" Hers eyes were bright, yet dark. She lived for violence, well like this anyway. "You're that dark human! You're the one everyone's whispering about." His eyes got rounded and stepped back. "I happen to be." She crossed her arms around her chest; her eyes were turning back to a dark brown. She looked around Willies. She found a hot vampire that took her interest. "Don't fucken mess with me again. Okay? Or else I might not be this gracious," she said while moving. The big demon shook his head and went on his way, outside of the bar.
She strolled to the bar where the vamp was. "Willie." He came rushing to her. "Give me another Jack," she hushed. He gave it to her and she sipped it down, enjoying the burn. "Nice performance over there, girl," the unknown vampire said beside her. "I'm not a girl. And it's not a performance," she said with attitude. Who did this guy think he was? "You're what? Ten years old? Don't you think you're a little out of place?" He smirked. She smiled an innocent smile and said a few words in Latin. His eyes went wide and he fell backwards. His body began to shake and dust came out of his mouth. She let him stay like that for a minute or two and then said more words in Latin. He just stayed on the floor his eyes wider now. She took her finger and zapped him up. He looked at her and she ignored him. He was bothering her. He took a deep sip of his shot. "Who's out of place, dead man?" "What in the hell did you do to me?" His voice was hard, but he was breaking. This girl had fire; he liked that. "I just made you feel like you were dieing from a stake through the heart." She yawned and sipped back some Jack. "That was hot," a voice spoke in her ear. Her eyes fluttered closed and open. God this voice was sex. Dawn smiled. "Just a little something." She turned around and juices flowed. "I'm James," he said. His arms were folded across his chest; a crooked smile graced his presences. "I'm-," he interrupted her. "Dawn." "So you've heard of me?" This sparked her interest. "You can say that." He circled her and stood on the other side, were the fool vampire once was, but fled. "It's all bad, I bet," fire was once again in her eyes. "Oh no. All good. So very good." He ordered tequila and knocked it back. She was impressed. "Who did you hear it from?" She was a little skeptical to say the least. "Some pretty old vamps. And some friends. They had quite the respects for the very powerful human." He brushed back some loose tendrils of hair. Dawn backed up, quite weirded out. "Said you were a little anxious thing," he smiled. She rolled her eyes. "So are we gonna fuck or not because I'm in a little rush and I could get just Spike to stick it in-," he interrupted her again but with his mouth this time. She tried to protest, but he used this as a way to slowly entice her with his tongue. She moaned and wrapped her legs around his waist. He pushed her over to a dark wall. She was quivering. Oh god she missed this.
He remembered her nasty need to breathe and let up. She gasped dangerously and pulled back in for more. James let his finger inch her skirt up to her waist. He slowly started to work her until she melted with ecstasy. She cried out his name and begged him to be inside of her. He complied and unzipped his pants. His hands crawled under her shirt. He kneed her small breast in his calloused hand until he felt her body strain and tense. He pushed her shirt to the side and bit her on the side of her shoulder blade. She screamed and shuddered, her high lasting longer than normal. Once she calmed down, James licked his bite and set her down. Dawn's head cradled in his chest and he stroked her hair.
"I missed that," she said lazily. "I know I enjoyed it," he said and leaned into her ear, "and I think the others liked it too." Dawn looked around the pub and saw some pretty aroused demons. She exhaled loudly and pronounced "bellum post maximus". She smiled as all of the patrons started to fight with each other. "Evil," he purred onto her skin. She crookedly smiled again. "What time is it?" "About 7, why?" "Shit. Gotta go." Dawn kissed him one last time, making him gasp for unneeded air. "What if I want to see you again?" James called out when she went out the door. "Then see me," she replied and ran off.
She walked into a payphone and dialed her cell number. "Hello?" Spike answered a little confused. "Spike, I need you to meet me over in front of Giles'. "K, lil' bit but why?" He asked. Dawn just huffed. "Don't have enough time to explain, gotta, umm, clean up and stuff." She looked down at her appearance. Looked like she just got a fuck. Wonder what Buffy would say. She giggled and said goodbye to Spike. She needed to get to a restroom to get cleaned up.
"Da-Dawn," Willie said slowly almost cautionary. "What do you want?" Dawn jumped up and sat on the bar, having her chest facing the fat man. She opened her legs; her short skirt willing and she exposed her long, smooth legs. "I just want a little something-something." She smiled seductively and moved her finger across his greasy arm. What she did for a nice piece of ass and some Jack. "You know you're way around," he smirked. Dawn rolled her eyes and pushed her shoes against his erected pants and slid off the bar. She smiled and winked, while walking behind the bar and grabbed some Jack Daniels. "Thanks."
She sat down in the back and put her crossed ankles on the table. It was still early; the vampires won't be out for about an hour or so. So she reminisced about her very, very short child hood.
It was all Darla fault, she thought. If it weren't for her, Dawn would have been dead. And happy. But no, Darla had to go and save Dawn from a bunch of adolescent vampires. Stupid vampire.
There were three of them. One was holding her down by the arms, the other was stripping her pants off and about to rape her and the other one was about to bite into her neck. Darla, supposedly, was hunting and found the vampire tearing through her maidenhood. Dawn was barely conscious and mutely screaming. The elder vampire dusted the vamps even the one that was slamming into the tiny girl. She picked her up and carried to her mansion- her pants off and all.
"You're awake," the blonde said to the terrified brunette. She wasn't that scared, mostly numb. Dawn looked down –she was naked. And in a bed. Well, she had a shirt on and shoes. She gyrated her hips in bed. "I'm not going to hurt you," Darla said. She didn't know why she was helping a human, a child no less. But she was. Dawn looked down her body again. Her body was so roughed up. She licked her lips in confusion and blinked her eyes. She looked up at Darla and coked her head. "Vampire?" Dawn asked, her voice shaky and raw. Sounded like harsh acid. Darla looked at her strangely. "How. How did you know?" Dawn just looked down again, this time at her pussy. She squeezed her muscles together. She stuck a finger down there. Blood and thick dust covered her finger. She scrunched her face up again. Not understanding. Dawn looked up at the vampire and held up her finger. "My sister is the slayer," she said quietly. Darla's eyes went big. Slayers weren't suppose to have family and and and what the hell did she do??
Dawn continued to look down at her naked body and Darla just stared at her. She was still bleeding; Darla could smell it. This girl was young what was she suppose to do? The brunette looked at her hand. "I have vampire dust in me," she finally said. Darla understood now. She went and got a bucket of water and an old rag. "Here open your legs." Dawn didn't even think twice, she did. Darla's mind twirled with this news. She dipped the rag in the water and washed the dried blood on her thighs. "Do you. Do you know what happened to you?" The elder vampire couldn't believe what was happening to her. She was a master, damnit. Why was she doing this? It was because she saw something inside the young one that intrigued her. She had great plans for this girl. "A vampire bit me and exploded inside of me." "He raped you," she said slowly. "No." "Yes. One of them did." "No." Dawn paused while the rag went into her. She whimpered. "He just broke me up. He didn't cum. Just dusted." She moaned as the rag went deeper. The dust was so far into her. It was amazing. "What is your name?" Darla asked. She couldn't say she didn't get off on this. "Dawn. You're Darla right? Angelus's sire?" She was surprised. "How do you know?" "You are known in the Watcher's books as a fierce master. Sire of the all- might Angelus, you ruled Europe for many years. Destruction and death was all in your path, wherever you went." Darla smiled. "Really?" "Yesss," Dawn moaned. Darla smirked. The little one was getting into this, so she sped up her actions. Dawn was so warm. Darla felt like ice cubs to Dawn. "So close," Dawn whispered, her body strained. Darla smiled and "accidentally" pinched the bundles of nerves. "Bite me," the young one said. It was screamed during her climax. You didn't have to tell Darla twice. The vampire bit into Dawn's upper thigh. She made sure it wasn't too deep, since the girl was so young, and didn't drink that much.
After Dawn came down from her high, she smiled. "Am I clean?" "Yea. You cumming released all of the dust." Dawn sat up and fingered her new mark. She leaned forward and kissed Darla. "Thanks." She blushed. "It was nice." She stared at the old blonde and bit her lip. "What?" she asked harshly. "I want to thank you," she started to bring her hands to the top of the woman's dress. "You don't have to." "I want to." She untied the ribbon on the top of her breast. Darla pulled Dawn into a fierce kiss. Her first, but definitely not her last.
"Hey bitch," a voice said, awakening her from her thoughts. Dawn ignored him. "You're feet are on my table." She continued drinking the bittersweet liquid. "I said bitch, that you're feet are on my table." He kicked over her table. Her bottle crashed to the ground. She stood up, kicking her chair over while pushing it to the side. "What the fuck did you call me?" Her face was hard. Her voice held no emotion. "I called you a bitch." The demon was tall. His skin was a dark yellow; it looked like burnt mustard. His teeth were sharp, ridges around his mouth. "And I called you a fat bastard." She paused. "Oh wait. Now I did." "Why you little..." The demon came towards Dawn, but stopped when her eyes turned from a light chocolate color to a dark black. She had no pupils. "A little scared are we?" She smirked. "You're a. You're a witch!" "Naw, really?" Hers eyes were bright, yet dark. She lived for violence, well like this anyway. "You're that dark human! You're the one everyone's whispering about." His eyes got rounded and stepped back. "I happen to be." She crossed her arms around her chest; her eyes were turning back to a dark brown. She looked around Willies. She found a hot vampire that took her interest. "Don't fucken mess with me again. Okay? Or else I might not be this gracious," she said while moving. The big demon shook his head and went on his way, outside of the bar.
She strolled to the bar where the vamp was. "Willie." He came rushing to her. "Give me another Jack," she hushed. He gave it to her and she sipped it down, enjoying the burn. "Nice performance over there, girl," the unknown vampire said beside her. "I'm not a girl. And it's not a performance," she said with attitude. Who did this guy think he was? "You're what? Ten years old? Don't you think you're a little out of place?" He smirked. She smiled an innocent smile and said a few words in Latin. His eyes went wide and he fell backwards. His body began to shake and dust came out of his mouth. She let him stay like that for a minute or two and then said more words in Latin. He just stayed on the floor his eyes wider now. She took her finger and zapped him up. He looked at her and she ignored him. He was bothering her. He took a deep sip of his shot. "Who's out of place, dead man?" "What in the hell did you do to me?" His voice was hard, but he was breaking. This girl had fire; he liked that. "I just made you feel like you were dieing from a stake through the heart." She yawned and sipped back some Jack. "That was hot," a voice spoke in her ear. Her eyes fluttered closed and open. God this voice was sex. Dawn smiled. "Just a little something." She turned around and juices flowed. "I'm James," he said. His arms were folded across his chest; a crooked smile graced his presences. "I'm-," he interrupted her. "Dawn." "So you've heard of me?" This sparked her interest. "You can say that." He circled her and stood on the other side, were the fool vampire once was, but fled. "It's all bad, I bet," fire was once again in her eyes. "Oh no. All good. So very good." He ordered tequila and knocked it back. She was impressed. "Who did you hear it from?" She was a little skeptical to say the least. "Some pretty old vamps. And some friends. They had quite the respects for the very powerful human." He brushed back some loose tendrils of hair. Dawn backed up, quite weirded out. "Said you were a little anxious thing," he smiled. She rolled her eyes. "So are we gonna fuck or not because I'm in a little rush and I could get just Spike to stick it in-," he interrupted her again but with his mouth this time. She tried to protest, but he used this as a way to slowly entice her with his tongue. She moaned and wrapped her legs around his waist. He pushed her over to a dark wall. She was quivering. Oh god she missed this.
He remembered her nasty need to breathe and let up. She gasped dangerously and pulled back in for more. James let his finger inch her skirt up to her waist. He slowly started to work her until she melted with ecstasy. She cried out his name and begged him to be inside of her. He complied and unzipped his pants. His hands crawled under her shirt. He kneed her small breast in his calloused hand until he felt her body strain and tense. He pushed her shirt to the side and bit her on the side of her shoulder blade. She screamed and shuddered, her high lasting longer than normal. Once she calmed down, James licked his bite and set her down. Dawn's head cradled in his chest and he stroked her hair.
"I missed that," she said lazily. "I know I enjoyed it," he said and leaned into her ear, "and I think the others liked it too." Dawn looked around the pub and saw some pretty aroused demons. She exhaled loudly and pronounced "bellum post maximus". She smiled as all of the patrons started to fight with each other. "Evil," he purred onto her skin. She crookedly smiled again. "What time is it?" "About 7, why?" "Shit. Gotta go." Dawn kissed him one last time, making him gasp for unneeded air. "What if I want to see you again?" James called out when she went out the door. "Then see me," she replied and ran off.
She walked into a payphone and dialed her cell number. "Hello?" Spike answered a little confused. "Spike, I need you to meet me over in front of Giles'. "K, lil' bit but why?" He asked. Dawn just huffed. "Don't have enough time to explain, gotta, umm, clean up and stuff." She looked down at her appearance. Looked like she just got a fuck. Wonder what Buffy would say. She giggled and said goodbye to Spike. She needed to get to a restroom to get cleaned up.