"Sorry I took so long," he said in her ear, "Dad was keeping me late for extra defense practice, and then Lorne wanted my opinion on which suit he should wear for a meeting with this demon clan he and Gunn are checking out tonight--"
"You know what else could go kablooie..." Dawn turned around and wrapped her arms around his neck. He responded immediately with a hard and passionate kiss. He quickly pressed her against the cool of the shower wall, hands tangled in her wet hair. After fervently kissing only her mouth for a few minutes he began to explore the length of her jaw, her neck. Connor then took to her collarbone-- kissing and nipping at her ivory skin that he longed for so when he wasn't touching it. To her breasts then stomach-- by the time he was below her waist Dawn was nearly shaking with anticipation and incredible and inescapable bliss.
Connor, however, was full steam ahead. He took a mere six seconds to dry himself off, then didn't even waste time in handing it over to Dawn, just wiped her down himself. He then took her hand and fast walked out to their bedroom where, surprise, surprise, a bed was waiting. Oh boy.
"So, uh... you wanna lay down, or something?" Dawn's cheeks turned beet red.
"Why do you always have to put everything in perspective?"
"It's what I do. And in case you're misinterpreting, that didn't mean stop what you're doing. Just slow down, sweetheart," she placed her hands on either side of his face, "Just slow down." He gave her a little half grin and sat down on the end of the bed. She curled up next to him, arms entwined with his left and chin resting on his shoulder. His right hand massaged her hands, rubbing and stroking. They sat there for a little while, an easy silence between them.
Finally he began to kiss her again. Softly. Slowly he eased her back onto the bed where he continued to kiss her. He stopped, momentarily, and looked at her.
"It's okay," she said, pushing his hair behind his ear. "I trust you," then added, after a moment, "I love you." He smiled at her then leaned down and nipped at her ear. She giggled.
The next morning Dawn woke early with the sun just peaking through the blinds. Connor had one arm slung around her body, the other tracing words into her back. She let him for a bit. Finally she spoke.
"...Yeah," he answered guiltily. "Buffy. She came in without knocking, rather a stupid move seeing as it's my first real night back at the hotel with you.... How did you know?"
"The massage. You know I love when you write on my back, but you only ever do it when someone's seen us in bed." Connor chuckled.
"What, you think I would forget? I don't forget Connor. I always remember," she rolled over to face him. "I always do." Connor looked at her for a minute, expressionless. Then he took her face in his hands and kissed her.
"Well if you say it like that..." she reached over and pecked him on the cheek then literally bounced out of bed on the mattress. "You weren't half bad last night. Guess you haven't lost any of your skills."
"Neither have you." said Connor teasingly as he climbed out of bed himself and snatched a kiss before she pulled her t-shirt over her head. She beamed at him before dropping it down.
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"Sorry I took so long," he said in her ear, "Dad was keeping me late for extra defense practice, and then Lorne wanted my opinion on which suit he should wear for a meeting with this demon clan he and Gunn are checking out tonight--"
"You know what else could go kablooie..." Dawn turned around and wrapped her arms around his neck. He responded immediately with a hard and passionate kiss. He quickly pressed her against the cool of the shower wall, hands tangled in her wet hair. After fervently kissing only her mouth for a few minutes he began to explore the length of her jaw, her neck. Connor then took to her collarbone-- kissing and nipping at her ivory skin that he longed for so when he wasn't touching it. To her breasts then stomach-- by the time he was below her waist Dawn was nearly shaking with anticipation and incredible and inescapable bliss.
Connor, however, was full steam ahead. He took a mere six seconds to dry himself off, then didn't even waste time in handing it over to Dawn, just wiped her down himself. He then took her hand and fast walked out to their bedroom where, surprise, surprise, a bed was waiting. Oh boy.
"So, uh... you wanna lay down, or something?" Dawn's cheeks turned beet red.
"Why do you always have to put everything in perspective?"
"It's what I do. And in case you're misinterpreting, that didn't mean stop what you're doing. Just slow down, sweetheart," she placed her hands on either side of his face, "Just slow down." He gave her a little half grin and sat down on the end of the bed. She curled up next to him, arms entwined with his left and chin resting on his shoulder. His right hand massaged her hands, 
rubbing and stroking. They sat there for a little while, an easy silence between them.
Finally he began to kiss her again. Softly. Slowly he eased her back onto the bed where he continued to kiss her. He stopped, momentarily, and looked at her.
"It's okay," she said, pushing his hair behind his ear. "I trust you," then added, after a moment, "I love you." He smiled at her then leaned down and nipped at her ear. She giggled.
The next morning Dawn woke early with the sun just peaking through the blinds. Connor had one arm slung around her body, the other tracing words into her back. She let him for a bit. Finally she spoke.
"...Yeah," he answered guiltily. "Buffy. She came in without knocking, rather a stupid move seeing as it's my first real night back at the hotel with you.... How did you know?"
"The massage. You know I love when you write on my back, but you only ever do it when someone's seen us in bed." Connor chuckled.
"What, you think I would forget? I don't forget Connor. I always remember," she rolled over to face him. "I always do." Connor looked at her for a minute, expressionless. Then he took her face in his hands and kissed her.
"Well if you say it like that..." she reached over and pecked him on the cheek then literally bounced out of bed on the mattress. "You weren't half bad last night. Guess you haven't lost any of your skills."
"Neither have you." said Connor teasingly as he climbed out of bed himself and snatched a kiss before she pulled her t-shirt over her head. She beamed at him before dropping it down.
Posted because of a forum thread. Once again, all content propety of their respective owners. Vid by HollyGilmore