all of a sudden connor, dawn and willow appeared lying in lindsey's apartment.
"how..." connor managed to let out before rolling over to see dawn on her back eyes open and crying. "dawn.." he pulled her close to him and just held her. stroking her head with his hand. he kissed her neck and wispered in her ear " i thought i'd lost you, dont ever do that to me agian" dawn only smiled.
Buffy and Angel just stood there in shock. suddenly willow sat up and looked at connor and dawn. "okay would you guys like to tell me what was up with the sexual tension between you two back there?"
buffy's head sprung up "sexual tension?" spike looked at conner as though he was going to kill him.
"you.. and little bit. you didnt did you?if you did im gonna go vamp on your ass right here and now... carlk kent or not." spike look like a brother who just found his sister in bed with her boyfriend.
Connor just held dawn and let out a soft answer. "no.."
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{ the fallowing passage was written by Angeldove. note that some of the material i changed but all rights go to Angeldove for the fallowing }
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it had been 6 weeks since the inicadent. connor was in the process of making amends with his father. him and dawn had been going out ever since that night, they couldnt get enough of eachother, it was clear to everyone that they were in love. esspecially buffy... and it scared her because the relationship she saw between them was strong, as strong and maybe even stronger then the one she had once shared with angel. she prayed that it wouldnt turn out the way that hers did. but there was a chance for her sister connor was.. after all human. Dawn was staying in one of the guest rooms at wolfrum and hart, when she heard a knock on the door in a certian song like rythem she knew it was connor. Connor took Dawn’s hand as she lead him inside and locked the door. Dawn stood there holding his hand in hers. He was looking at her intensely and she knew what was about to happen. She felt the stirrings in her stomach spread throughout her body in tiny fingers of anticipation. She was worried about her inexperience in this area, having only had one kiss in her life. And because she lived on a Hellmouth, it had not surprisingly been with a vampire. It would be nice to finally have such a moment with a normal guy, without the shadow of the demonic hanging over it.
When he leaned in to kiss her, slowing taking her mouth with his, all worries about her inexperience escaped her, and she moved in closer. She released his hand to move hers languorously up his chest ending in a tight circle behind his neck. He pulled her in closer, his hands on her waist gently raising her up to his level. He lifted her easily off the ground as he stepped forward sandwiching her between him and the door.
The kiss lingered on.
Connor removed one of his hands from her waist moving it into her hair, and her senses exploded. She lost all consciousness of the world around her.
She tasted so sweet, and innocent and unsure. He enjoyed the thought that she hadn’t been tasted by many others. This made it all the sweeter when she gained confidence and relaxed against him, deepening the kiss even further. He wanted to feel her intimately against him, so he lifted her off the ground, causing their bodies to meet in all the right places. When he pushed her back against the door, he feared she might pull away. The slight almost imperceptible moan that escaped her lips told him all he needed to know.
The kiss lingered on.
Although knowing it was impossible, he believed the kiss could go on forever. and he wanted it to. but he knew that after what had happened that one night in there memories that he needed to take things slow. if he didnt he knew that buffy would kill him. he didnt blame her, she is after all dawns sister. He knew he should finish the kiss, let her go, but the thought was unbearable. By the time the crashers entered the hall he had removed his mouth from hers and let her slide slowly, intimately down his body until her feet landed soundly on the floor. She dropped her head to lay gently against his chest, her heavy breathing that matched his own, slowly returning to normal. As he felt her heart rate begin to slow back into a steady rhythm, she looked up at him, a sweet smile on her lips.
They stood there in silence, neither sure what to say, words unable to compare to the conversation they just voiced in a kiss.
Connor was about to attempt to say something momentous, knowing nothing he said would be right in this moment. But she stopped him by lightly brushing her fingertips across his lips before leaning up to replace them with a soft simple kiss.
“Goodnight,” she said softly.
“Goodnight,” he responded as he walked out of her room, closing the door gently behind him.
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Connor and Dawn were once again enjoying a delicious make out session on his bed. He couldn’t stop touching her, he wanted to touch more of her, all of her, but she wasn’t ready yet. When he had moved his hand up beneath her skirt to cup her thong clad butt, she had tensed up noticeably. But after a few seconds she began to relax again, allowing him to explore every curve with his hands. It was when he moved his hand to the front that she pushed him away, hard.
“Dawn, I’m sorry. I wasn’t trying to make you uncomfortable.” Her lips were swollen and red, and so very tempting. She looked incredibly sexy sitting there, flushed and hair all tousled. It would have been perfect if not for the fear he saw in her eyes.
“Dawn sweetie,” he reached his hand out to touch her face, and was shocked when she pulled back from him even farther.
“I just can’t, I’m sorry… I wish I could, it’s not that I don’t want to. It’s just I’ve seen so much bad come from what we were getting close to doing. I can’t see past it. I’m not ready to risk it-
“Dawn, with protection, the chances that you could get pregnant are really-
Connor got a soft smile from Dawn at this remark. “I’m not talking about physical consequences. They seem like shadows to the emotional ones that are inevitable. I can’t risk what we have, and until I feel that the risk is worth it, that I can handle everything that will come with that change in our relationship, I just can’t. I know how stupid this is going to sound, because it isn’t my own personal experience I am drawing on, but those experiences that tore my sister and her friends apart, I don’t want any part of that.
Dawn was in near hysterics now, and breathing heavily. Connor reached out and she moved away from him again, before she continued. “I lived every moment of these relationships, except I saw them from the outside, from that place foreign to them. I watched Buffy die inside when her first, the first man she had been with, and her first love, left. She couldn’t breathe, she cried in Willow’s arms and I swear to you I could feel her pain, deep inside of myself. Then Willow loses Tara in such a violent way, and it sent her over the edge. And don’t even get me started on Xander and Anya, and that’s before she died.” Dawn was sobbing now, her words breaking apart with the force of the tears that flowed from her. Connor reached for her and she allowed him to gather her into his arms.
“Sweetheart that’s not us, shuuu, baby. Your family has had a great deal of tragedy to endure. But you can’t stop yourself from living. You can’t expect that the same things will happen to you. To see a life full of tragedy, even when you are given the chance to start over, it's hard not to look at those events.”
Connor couldn’t believe the similarities in their pasts. He had been right where she is, once. He would probably still be there if his father hadn’t sacrificed everything to ensure that he had a relatively normal life. But he now had those memories back. It was hard not to pull away from the world, from the possibility of happiness, when he looked at the real memories separate from the ones that had been built for him. The new memories were what kept him sane, and working so hard for a happy future. The future he knew he could find with Dawn. He just needed to give her what he'd already been given. New memories. Happy ones they could make together.
“I know it’s hard for you to believe this, but you will have a great life filled with happiness. I’m sure of it”
“How could you possibly know that?” Dawns tears had subsided and she was taking in deep calming breaths.
Connor’s expression became absolutely serious. “Because I am going to give it to you.”
Dawn smiled. “Well,” Dawn took in another deep breath. “then how truer could it be?”
Connor looked at her smiling. He hadn’t believed it was possible to love someone this much. “You’re exhausted. Why don’t we just lay down and you let me hold you while you fall asleep.”
Dawn stood in front of the full length mirror in her dorm room admiring the beautiful and fairly expensive dress she had bought for her date tonight. She knew Buffy was going to kill her for using the emergency credit card, but wasn’t this a type of emergency? Sure, not a demonic one, but when was a credit card going to come in handy while fighting the forces of evil? Besides, she really had needed this dress.
Connor said he was taking her to a new restaurant in town, one she knew was on the expensive side, thus the need for a new dress. She paired the dress with a pair of black strappy high heeled sandals that showed off her legs to perfection. The dress was more risqué than anything she had ever worn before, even more so than the outfit Buffy had caught her wearing at the bronze with that letterman jacket guy.
But it was sexy in a more subtle sophisticated way that she hoped Connor would like. It had a high neck and low back that fell to the lowest point of her back without being indecent. The only thing obscuring the nakedness was a long gemstone strap that fell from the top of the dress and swung lightly as she moved. Although extremely sexy from the back, it was more sedate in front. It fell in an angle cut of diaphanous layers that went from mid thigh to below her knee on the other side. She liked how it felt against her bare flesh, which was more flesh than usual, as she would have to go without a bra tonight. She figured Connor wouldn’t mind.
When she heard the knock on her door, she drew in a deep breath and opened it expectantly. He was standing there in a beautiful black button down shirt and black slacks. He wore a long black leather trench over the ensemble, which confused her based on the tepid weather tonight. Her confusion quickly gave way to admiration of how sexy and roguish it made him look. There was a little bit of the bad boy in him that resonated Spike. Hadn’t she had a crush on him at one time?
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Connor admired the slinky black dress that showed off every delicious curve of her body. Her hair fell softly around her face, framing it exquisitely, the soft curls coming to rest mere inches above her breasts. No matter how many times he saw her, she still stole his breath. He couldn’t imagine a time when she wouldn’t. He stepped forward to give her a quick kiss, and moved his hand to her back to escort her down the hall. His hand came in startling contact with bare skin.
Oh God, her dress is back-less.
He felt her jump slightly at his touch, and he pulled away to look into her eyes. He knew she had felt it too, the electricity that always sparked when they touched.
It was getting harder and harder to control his desire to devour her entirely. To finally know every minute detail of her body. But he respected her, and didn’t push because he knew she wasn’t ready. Every time they got close to having sex she pulled away from him. He never took it personally, she had explained she just wanted to be sure and that it happened at the right moment. He just wasn’t sure how many more creatures of the night he could seek out to kill in order to quash the passions she stirred in him without release. At least the lack of sex in their relationship had served to keep the campus a safer place.
The food at the restaurant was wonderful, however the conversation was uncharacteristically lacking.
“Dawn, I am beginning to think I'm eating alone tonight. What’s up? What’s with the quiet?”
“I just, well, I just thought that tonight…never mind. Do you think we could just get the check and go?”
Now Connor was concerned. She was not acting at all like herself and seemed very anxious. He hoped the anxiety didn’t have to do with him. Maybe it did. Perhaps she was trying to break up with him but couldn’t find the words. Connor fell silent nearly brimming over with anxiety. They didn’t say a word to each other on the way back to the dorm. He just kept praying every step of the way that she wasn’t about to give him the big brush off.
However when they got to the door, all thoughts left him when she moved in to kiss him. She invited him into her mouth, deepening the kiss before he had the chance to. She backed up to lean against the door and pulled him closer, never removing her mouth from his. He moved his hand into her silky hair, and placed the other on her lower back. He added a small amount of pressure bringing her closer so that there was no space left between them.
He was coming undone.
They had such a connection, unlike any he’d felt before. He lightly stroked her back and marveled at the way she tremble beneath his touch. It was then that he felt her open the door, her back still against it, pulling him into her room and the privacy it afforded them. She stumbled walking backwards, pulling him towards the bed. They fell onto it neither realizing they had come in contact with it until he had landed completely on top of her.
She started pulling at his shirt, ripping it and sending expensive buttons to the floor with quiet clinks. Her hands vibrated as they moved over his naked chest. He pulled back from her to look questioningly into her eyes for assurance that this was what she wanted and that she wanted to continue. His answer came in the form of her hand wrapping around the chain of his necklace, pulling him down so she could once again devour him with her mouth.
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She couldn’t believe she was doing this. All through dinner she had watched him, trying to find a way to tell him that she wanted to make love with him tonight. But she couldn’t find the words. So she had just sat there barely touching her food or uttering a word that wasn’t in response to a question. When they returned to her room she decided the best way to let him know, was to show him.
And it was.
The passion that had been building for months flowed through her and she couldn’t seem to get close enough to him no matter how hard she tried. She needed more than his closeness. She simply needed him, completely. Dawn knew he would be gentle with her, and that he would stop, no matter how far along they were, if she asked him to. That is what had given her the confidence to initiate what would probably be the night she lost her virginity.
When she had pulled him on top of her and ripped off his shirt, she surprised herself with her aggressive behavior. But it felt good to let go and feel all her doubts subside in that moment. She knew that was the unspoken question she had seen in his eyes when he had pulled back from her briefly. Her distress at the lack of his heat against her skin quashed any apprehension she may have still held. In answer to his unspoken question she wrapped her hand in the chain of his necklace. She knew it must have held significant meaning to him, and thus she used it to bring his heat back upon her.
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Connor reached behind her neck to unfasten the top of her dress and pull it down until it settled at her waist. She reached for him, to pull him back down against her. He stayed her movement, and brought her up against him, turning so that he now sat on the edge of the bed and she on his lap, her legs on either side of his. She dropped her head shyly at his inspection of her breasts. He knew that she had never been naked in front of a man before, and gently placed a finger beneath her chin to raise her eyes back up to his.
“You’re so beautiful. You don't need to hide from me.”
Her breasts were nicely proportioned to her body, and full with perfect shape. He reached up and took one in his hand, lightly brushing his thumb across her nipple, and felt her shudder in response. He raised her, so that her breasts were level with his mouth, and gently brushed soft kisses against her skin, before teasing her nipple with his tongue. He felt her arch back and heard her quick intake of breath. Her arch allowed his lips to travel lower; sexy collarbone, to the valley between her breasts, to the flat of her stomach, ending with a light lick of her navel. With strong arms he bent her farther and farther back, as he continued his journey.
He shifted her weight to one arm so that he could free a hand to travel down to her lower back. He moved deftly under the diaphanous layers of her dress, to stroke the curve of thigh touching bottom. He pulled her hips even closer to his, no distance between them; fabric their only obstruction. In one powerful movement he brought her chest hard against his, nearly knocking the breath from her as he ravished her mouth with his own. Both hands now cradled her hips and he helped her move them in rhythm to his tongue’s raping of her mouth. She pulled back, shock in her eyes as she climaxed, still both covered from the waist down.
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Dawn had been uncertain, shy, when he first looked upon her naked from the waist up. But the feeling dissipated with his loving words and appraising eyes. It was when he become less tender and more aggressive in his touch that the excitement began to boil over. The violent taking of her mouth and his strong hands on her hips, had her moving in concert; mimicking with her hips the wanton movement of his tongue in her mouth. The climax came unexpectedly, the rush of warmth invading every nuance of her body. It brought out the aggressor in her as she pushed him down on the bed in a blur of hurried movement towards nakedness. She was in awe at the feel of his hard muscular body against hers, every hard part of him. He pulled away suddenly, the passion in his eyes now combined with a seriousness she hadn’t expected.
“Dawn, I need to know that you are sure. I don’t want you to have regrets. Regrets could tear us apart, we can stop – now - and it won’t change the way I feel about you.”
Dawn reached up and placed her fingertips against his lips to stay further words. All she wanted was to be as close to him as two people could physically be. They had found intimacy in their words and emotions that those who had only been physically intimate would envy. But now this was their chance to be intimate body, heart, and soul. And she was ready.
“I want you Connor, I need you, now. I’m sure.”
Connor began to slowly enter her. She winced and pulled back slightly. But as he began to pull away obviously afraid he was hurting her, she lifted her hips to pull him inside her in one quick motion. She tried to get closer, to melt into him, feeling he could never be close enough.
He moved her hands up slightly over her head and entangle his fingers with hers. In a blinding light they found completion, their mouths absorbing moans of pleasure. When he released her mouth, she slowly turned her head and gazed upon their still joined hands. A tear escaped the prison of her lids, to slowly travel the curve of her cheek.
His hand was holding hers
The most basic of intimacies sharing in the most intimate of all. She wanted to stay this way forever, her body singing beneath his own. She felt a bit lost at his retreat, until he pulled her close to his side. She wasn’t sure how they started, but the sobs wracked her body, tears shed in thousands, coming in unending waves.
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Connor pulled back quickly, holding her away from him, her face awash in tears. “Dawn what’s wrong!” She sobbed as she tried to get the words out but couldn't. “Please - did I hurt you - are you sorry this happened – Oh God, Dawn I’m so sorry.”
“I just - I just don’t know how to let it go…all this stuff…this pressure inside. So many things colliding…. I’m so happy yet I can’t breathe….I - I just –…God I love you so much, it hurts.”
He hugged her close, lightly stroking her back, and reached down to pull the covers over them. He held on tight and felt her sobs subside and the deep breath of sleep take over. He leaned down and brushed a kiss against her forehead. “I love you too,” he whispered.
For the first time since he met her, he didn’t leave to go on the hunt. He laid there complacent, with her wrapped in his embrace, and allowed himself to join her in sleep.
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The next morning he awoke to find her propped up on his chest, looking down at him with his necklace wrapped in her fingers.
“Why haven’t you told me about this? You never take it off. I assume it must be special.” Dawn pouted sweetly as she asked, “it’s not from another woman is it?”
"No…"
“Seriously, I want to know everything about you, including the significance of this necklace.”
“My father gave it to me. My real father. It’s the only thing I have of his. He said he’s had it for a long time, and that it means a lot to him. So I figure it means…”
“That you mean a lot to him too?” She had finished his thought, surprising him with her insight.
"You’re the only one I’ve ever told. He thinks its best if we keep our relationship a secret, and he’s right. I just have a lot of questions and things I’d like to know about him. So you know, wearing the necklace helps me feel…
"Close to him?"
"Yeah. Stupid huh?”
“Not stupid at all. Now get up! I’m starving and you are buying me breakfast.” She threw a pillow at him as she got out of bed and began to get dressed.
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