Chapter 6
After very carefully navigating the hallways and snagging a WIT to open her door for her, she finally arrived with the food – and the Scotch; compliments of the WaIT Giles snagged to deliver the potent stuff. After setting the food down, she looked around to locate Bela, and for just a moment her almost heart pounded out of her chest in fear that she'd left. But hearing the soulful, soothing tones, of Sadeechoing from the direction of the bathroom, quickly laid that fear to rest, making feel a little foolish for jumping the gun. Toeing her sneakers off, she silently made her way to the bathroom.
Feeling… awkwardly reticent, Dawn knocked instead of just going in. "Bela? Can I come in?"
When she heard Bela calling for her to come in she pushed the door open, immediately noticing the dim lighting, the smells of vanilla and honeysuckle wafting in the steamy air, before landing on a noticeably drowsy, yet amused Bela staring at her with her chin perched on her hands resting on the rim of the tub. Her hair was wet, slicked back from her forehead, her face flushed from the heat and steam rising from the bath. Altogether she made an enticing picture. So enticing in fact, that Dawn began removing her clothes to join her. The look of drowsiness was replaced by interested-pleasure as Dawn's body became unveiled to Bela's weary eyes.
"Now that is a wonderful end to an otherwise shitty evening." Leaning back against the tub, she watched with hooded eyes as Dawn crept closer. "Hurry before I turn into a prune."
As Dawn stepped up to slide one leg into the still hot water, Bela's hand came up to smooth along Dawn's toned thigh, leaving goosebumps in her wake, finally Dawn straddled Bela's supine body, water and suds lapping at her thighs topped by an unhindered view of well-manicured light brown curls , encasing slightly plump bare labial lips, the bundle of nerves at the top nestled in those curls, stood quivering and proud. Not to mention the slight hint of Dawn's earthy scent wafted to her nose, mingling with the aromatic bath oils. It made her mouth water and suddenly infused energy into her rubbery, lax limbs.
Bringing her other hand up to join its twin to caress that silky-smooth skin along the back of Dawn's thighs until she arrived at one of her most favorite part of Dawn's body; her bottom. Squeezing, fondling, gently, Bela mused over the delicious bottom; perky and firm, that made even a nun want to spank just to see it attractively redden. Bela realized that she's severely underappreciated the object of her obsession, but planned to fully enjoy Dawn's asset at the nearest opportunity. Perhaps that time was now.
"Turn around." She huskily instructed.
With a look of confusion, her cheeks pinkened as a sudden wave of reticence enveloped Dawn, despite all the very naughty things they've done during this… relationship. Dawn loved to feel Bela's hands on her bottom, loved even more when she slicked a wicked finger along the damp channel in between her cheeks, and practically became delirious with desire when Bela fingered her naughty-hole before sliding a finger or a buttplug deep inside. Usually a few strokes on her clit, following her bottom being stuffed with something, had her coming like a freight train. It was one of the things she loved about Bela: her wickedness. A bit like Faith, whom she'd always had the hots for, except more sophisticated. So while they could talk about Latin Love poems, they could also be found fucking on one of Bela's antique coffee table, Bela's girl-cock 'just-this-side' of being too big, but Dawn loving the burn, slight hint of pain, even more, all in one afternoon.
"Bend over and grab onto the tub." Instantly Dawn began to moisten between her legs as she self-consciously leaned over to grab the rim of the tub; all the craziness and stress from earlier, the annoyance of dealing with her sister, washed away in a wave of desire so strong, at Bela's order.
Slowly soft, warm palms firmly fondled, lightly scratched, along the slightly muscular, perky buttocks, fingering along the top of crevasse between Dawn's cheeks, eliciting a whimper from Dawn's lips. Hearing the water slosh, she was almost startled when instead of more fondling, Bela's hot mouth began nibbling along the back of her thighs.
"Oh gawd! Oh… please." Dawn began pleading as Bela began lapping and nibbling along the inside of her left thigh, barely touching the moistening pussy that was hanging, perched slightly open like a flower, preparing to unfurl.
Slightly protruding lips glistening and swelling, bracketed by those Dawn's lovely, slightly muscularly, long legs. Bela brought face in close to the veritable feast as she inhaled deeply, wetting her palette, preparing to feast herself, very soon, before leaning back to watch her hand caress that beautiful ass. Whack!The sudden, sharp, sound filled the room, along with the gasp from Dawn that was more in response to being startled by the stinging tap, rather than any real pain emanating from her bottom, heightened Bela's desire and need. Lustily Bela watched as Dawn's pussy quivered in response. She leaned in and slowly swiped a long, hot, tongue from Dawn's anus, to a shallow thrust inside Dawn's pulsating hole, letting her juices coat her tongue, before continuing up to swipe along Dawn's sensitive swollen lips, and then finishing with a swirl around the tip of Dawn's quivering nub.
"Fuck, Bela!" cried Dawn, her breasts heaving, nipples dancing along the water, her head hanging down hair strewn around her shoulders, dangling in the water, before it went flying back in response to Bela's languorous, yet hungry, lick along her cunt.
Damn, she loved how responsive Dawn was, marveled Bela. She could feel Dawn's legs trembling, her hands white-knuckled, clenched along the rim of the tub, in response to her growing arousal. Bela brought her face in closer to Dawn's center, inhaling the growing scent of Dawn's arousal, even rubbing her nose in Dawn's wetness, before swiping up more juice leaking from that grasping, pink, hole with her tongue. But Bela wanted Dawn to wait a little longer and then after she made her lover cum, she was going to stand up while Dawn kneeled before her while her mouth brought Bela to orgasm. She loved it when she was able to stare into those deceptively innocent, big baby-blue eyes when she came, tonight will be no different. In fact, it was a tad bit more tantalizing because she wondered if her vaunted sister would be able to hear their cries of pleasure. Perhaps she'll make Dawn scream she wickedly thought. After all, Dawn was usual quite vocal and Bela greedily ate up the sounds she was able to elicit from Dawn.
With that in mind she returned to the matter at hand, perched so deliciously in front of her. Again she trailed her tongue from the bottom of Dawn's grasping hole, making Dawn's legs tremble even harder and heated gasp from her lips, then worrying the small sensitive space between Dawn's cute bottom hole and her weeping cunt. Lightly, using only the tip of her tongue Bela wandered to Dawn's naughtier hole, gently licking around the whorls of skin, before dipping her tongue into the center.
One of Dawn's hand involuntarily flew back to grip Bela's head, her fingers sliding through Bela's wet strands. "Bela, please! Oh goddess!"
One of Bela's hands smoothed along Dawn's ass until Bela came to the tantalizing valley in between where she used her fingers to hold Dawn open, completely exposing all of Dawn's intimate area to Bela's ravenous gaze. Bela's other hand firmly clasped around Dawn's hip to hold her jerking, shuddering, body in place. Beautiful, thought Bela. If only people could see Dawn for the wholly sensual creature she is, perhaps they wouldn't be so quick to underestimate her. In the same vein, Bela wasn't quite sure she wanted people to know this aspect to Dawn. Along with that acknowledgement was the worry of what that meant. A whimper and a glistening trail of juice leaking out of Dawn's cunt, while feeling her own throbbing and swelling, immediately brought Bela back to the present.
Suddenly feeling hungry, her own needs making itself known, Bela decided that they both had waited long enough. Sliding the hand down from where it had been keeping Dawn's intimate folds open, circling her anus, Dawn shuddering hard in response, before sliding two fingers down to sink inside Dawn's weeping, hole. Bela pressed forward, her fingers rotating inside the wet heat, soaking in the sounds of Dawn moaning and whimpering, then slowly pulling out before plunging back in, the wet squelching sounds reaching her ears, more juices spilling down around her fingers. Once again Bela brought her face to Dawn's other clenching hole, licking, lightly suckling the skin, before pressing firmly forward, while her fingers continued to plunge inside Dawn's cunt, her cries of pleasure growing louder. Feeling around until she found Dawn's g-spot, she began a relentless circling, rubbing, and pressing on the slightly roughened area.
Bela pulled her tongue and mouth back for a moment. "Stroke your clit for me," she growled.
The hand that had been gripping Bela's wet locks tighter and tighter, quickly untangled themselves to slide between her legs, and quickly began circling and squeezing her throbbing nub, adding the sensations of her Bela rimming her muscular opening while she fucked Dawn with her fingers.
"Oh, oh, please… I'm almost there. I'm almost there… oh god! Fuck, you're going to make me cum so hard… Bela!" the almost nonsensical words spilling from Dawn's lips, as the pressure built in abdomen spreading to her chest, her nipples fiercely hard and achy, her blood ran hot as it coursed through her veins.
Like a balloon being blown past its pressure point, the orgasm raced along Dawn's body from her wildly pulsating clit to her frantically clenching hole that was literally spilling rivers of creamy cum over Bela's fingers, and finally to Bela's tongue which was enjoying the sensation of Dawn's other hole clenching tight around it, as her lover came so hard. Of course the loud wail echoing around the bath chamber was another big clue. Retracting her tongue because she wanted to scoop up some of the delicious cum that was practically coating her hand at this point, she kept plunging and her fingers while her mouth began licking up around the elegant digits. She could barely hang on as Dawn's body heaved and juddered in response to the orgasm tearing through her and finally her knees started to give out, slowly falling into the sloshing, now lukewarm water, until she ended up in Bela's lap.
Breathing heavily, whimpering as the potent after-shocks raced through her system and her pussy worked through little mini-quakes, Dawn could only hold onto Bela's shoulders as her body tried to regain its equilibrium. Eyes closed, hair wet and looking like she'd been in a sexy rock video, Bela gently removed her fingers from inside Dawn, to caress its way up her body, briefly cupping a breast, before continuing on to slide into Dawn's hair, and tug her in for a way-past-due kiss.
Bela allowed Dawn to taste herself all over her mouth and chin before regaining those plump lips, darting her tongue inside Dawn's mouth, swirling around her tongue, mapping out Dawn's mouth, before needing to breathe and slowly breaking it off. "Well that certainly took the edge off, didn't it?"
Dawn only chuckled, caressing her hand along Bela shoulder. "If anything can take the edge, off it'll probably be having an orgasm in a sunken bath," was Dawn's cheeky retort. She leaned back, noticing the arousal simmering in Bela's eyes, suddenly feeling her energy returning. "Perhaps it's your turn to take the edge off?"
With a sexy smile and brief kiss, Bela agreed. "Best idea tonight, love." And with that she stood up, straddle her feet on either side of Dawn's legs, her pussy fragrant with vanilla and honeysuckle, her clit stood out throbbing and purplish, while a seeping, slick, wetness thicker than water hung in droplets along her swollen labia. Dawn's mouth began to water.
Little did the lovers know that Buffy had instructed Willow to facilitate a background check on Bela, which upon an initial perusal oddly turned up a Death certificate in the U.S., only to somehow notice that the records of her 'resurrection' had been tampered with to make it seem as if she'd never died. Following that, they saw that all her assets had been liquidated. Then Bela bought and opened a rare bookstore with an adjacent townhouse, kept her expenses rather simple, and appeared much lower key than her previous… life. At that point the little team of hackers decided to bring the information to Willow to see if she wanted them to do further digging. But it was late; mostly everyone had gone to bed so they just sent an email and laid a hard-copy on Willow's desk.
Upon closing the door to Willow's office, they returned to the latest edition of Mass Effect. However an entity popped itself inside Red Witch's office, wearing bad plaid and polyester, with a hat.
Well Scoobies, I hope you're ready because a shit-storm is a-comin'. But at least this time, you'll have some help… they just need a little convincing. And maybe a therapist.And with that he briefly touched his finger on top of the folder, a green, ethereal, light glowed bright for a moment and then disappeared. In its place was a piece of paper with a name on it: Winchesters. After this clue was placed, Whistler suddenly vanished.
Meanwhile Buffy, Willow, and Xander were in Buffy's set of rooms where a scowling super-Slayer swore she heard noises emanating from Dawn's room. Willow and Xander were trying to reassure Buffy that nothing untoward was going on. Xander secretly hoped something was going on and that he'd have a chance to hear it.
"Shhh! Did you hear that? I could've sworn I heard… a howl!" with her Slayer-hearing she was positive that that was what she'd heard.
Willow tried to calm down her friend. "Look Buffy on the off-chance they are getting… personal, Dawn is an adult. Has been for a few years now. You have to let her be… adult-like."
"Is she an adult when she's getting kidnapped, yet again? " Buffy knew she was being unreasonable, but that Bela made her… uncomfortable. She was all sexy-like, like she was up to no good and enjoying it whenever Dawn was involved.
Fantasizing out-loud is never a good thing when it comes to Xander. "Well I doubt she's not thinking of being kidnapped when she's getting naked, perhaps a bath-,"
"Xander," exclaimed Buffy and an amused glare from Willow!
Quickly back-tracking his comment, a red-faced Xander attempted to apologize. "Ah, did I say that out-loud? Sorry."
A sound of exasperation and a Not helping! to Xander, Willow tried to defuse the situation. "Look you're tired, I'm tired, why don't we get some rest. Bela will be here in the morning, I have my techies looking into her background, so we'll get to know her some more tomorrow."
Using her infamous Buffy-pout, she acquiesced. "Fine. but make sure she doesn't leave until we've had a chat with her."
Turning towards her bedroom Buffy said her goodbyes while making sure to set her Ipodloud enough to drown out any further "unfortunate" noises coming from Dawn's room. She just knew that this was the beginning of something… changing-like. Changes she was sure she wasn't going to like. She just had to make sure that Dawn wasn't the collateral damage.