Fic: RR&R Book III (7b/7) NC17 see header for pairings

Chapter 7 Continued

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Xander braced his feet against the floorboard and tightened his grip on the door. ‘It’s worth it, it’s worth it, it’s worth it—yeah, right. If I keep telling myself that, maybe I’ll believe it!’ he thought as he tried to hold on without being obvious.

“This is so awesome!” Dawn’s laughing shout rang out over the sound of the whipping wind.

‘You are so amazingly beautiful!’ Xander thought, a momentary pang of love and desire overwhelming his incipient panic. Strands of hair that escaped her ponytail were floating around her flushed face while the BMW M3’s open cockpit was buffeted by the air as they sped up interstate 405.

Dawn glanced at him for a moment, blowing him a kiss before turning her attention back to the road in front of them. She laughed out loud again as she downshifted and floored the accelerator, blowing by a slow-moving SUV as though it was parked.

After a few more minutes of racing up the road, Dawn suddenly looked over her shoulder and then shot across two lanes to exit the interstate. She pulled into a roadside rest area, parking at the far end of the lot from the service buildings. Putting the car in park, she shut off the engine, unhooked her seatbelt, and then climbed over the console to straddle a surprised Xander’s lap.

“Oh, Sugar, thank you!” she gushed. “I love my birthday present!”

‘Oh yeah, it was worth it!’ he thought happily as she proceeded to kiss him passionately.

“You’re the best...sweetest...most perfect...boyfriend ever!” she whispered to him interspersed with soft, wet kisses.

‘Love you, Dawn!’ Xander thought ardently as she devoured his mouth. His hands traveled down her back to cup her ass through the stretchy material of her skirt. He found that it had pulled up—when her legs spread to straddle his—exposing the lower half of her butt to the air.

Breaking off their kiss, he panted, “Dawn, Honey, your skirt’s not exactly covering you here.”

‘Uh oh,’ he thought when her response was a wicked smile.

“Good,” she nearly purred. “Then it won’t be in the way.”

“Dawn!” Xander hissed in surprise when she lifted up enough to reach down and unzip his fly. He nervously looked around to see if anyone else might be watching. “Right here...in the open?! Someone might—Oh, God!”

His protest was interrupted as she pulled him out of his jeans and demonstrated that what he’d thought was a thong, was in fact nothing at all. “Ooh!” she groaned loudly as she sank down on him, enveloping him in her tight, wet heat. “Don’t worry, Sugar. No one’ll notice...”

“W-what...how?” he huffed, finding it difficult to focus on anything other than the delightful sensation of being inside his lover.

“I put a glamour...on the car,” she whispered, moving slowly up and down on him. “So we wouldn’t get pulled over...no one will notice anything going on.”

“Like us having sex with the top down?” he asked incredulously.

“It was for speeding...but it’ll work...for anything unusual,” she added.

“Oh...smart, beautiful, love you!” Xander grunted, grabbing her ass and helping her move more quickly up and down his shaft.

“Xander, Sugar!” Dawn cried out. “God, feels so good inside me!”

“Yes!” he growled, thrusting his hips up to meet her down-stroke. “It does!”

For several minutes there were only the sounds of grunts, whimpers, and the slap of flesh against tight denim.

“Oh, so close!” Dawn gasped, her sex tightening around him as she approached release.

“Oh yeah!” he growled.

“Can you hold it?” she panted.

“Huh?” he asked, confused.

“Don’t cum inside me,” she explained still panting, her body starting to quiver.

“Huh?” he repeated himself—perspicuity being too great a struggle in is present state.

“Too...messy.” she gasped, then her orgasm hit her and she squealed, clamping down on him almost painfully as she writhed on his lap.

“Oh, God! Dawn!” Xander whined loudly as he clamped down on his own release, despite not understanding why. Some forever later, Dawn’s body relaxed, and she collapsed against him with a deep, contented sigh. “Oh, Sugar!” she crooned.

A desperate whimper escaped his throat, causing her to snap out of her lethargy. “Oh, God! Sorry, Xan!” she apologized, rising up off of him. “Let me take care of that for you.” she added, pushing his knees apart and crouching somewhat awkwardly on the floor. Without another word she began suckling on the head of his cock and humming loudly.

Having held back only through an act of iron will, Xander almost immediately came, spurting so hard it felt like his balls might be turning themselves inside out with the effort.

“Mmpfff!” Dawn grunted, clearly surprised by the intensity of his release. She swallowed frantically, but still had to catch some overflow on her fingers—which she licked clean moments later.

It was Xander’s turn to collapse back into his seat, spent and struggling to catch his breath. His arms felt leaden as he reached around her, cradling her to him when she climbed back up into his lap. “What was that?” he asked incredulously.

“Sorry,” she again apologized. “I just realized...as much as I love the feeling of you cumming inside me, I didn’t want to try and drive home afterward. I’d ruin my skirt, not to mention the seat in my brand-new car!”

He was startled into laughter at her explanation. “I can’t believe you, Dawn,” he said, shaking his head.

“Hmm, is that a good ‘I can’t believe you, Dawn’ or a bad one?” she asked, snuggling tightly to his chest.

“Mostly good,” he answered after a moment’s consideration. “With a little shot of; ‘Oh man, am I in trouble now!’” he added. Looking down, he saw a pout form on her lips, and he said, “It’s also one hundred percent ‘I love you.’ And besides, what’s life without a little danger?”

“You aren’t mad?” her voice was hesitant.

“Mad? About what?” he asked, slightly taken aback.

“That I jumped your bones out here, right along side of the road.” she said, starting to babble. “I mean, it’s not like we were gonna get caught, what with the glamour—”

“Dawn, I think Willow's rubbing off on you. And I’m not talking about the magic,” he interrupted. He smiled as her pout grew from the tease. He tipped her chin up with one hand and kissed her softly. “I promise that I will never be mad that you want me so much that you feel the urge to ‘jump my bones’ anytime, anywhere.” He stared intently into her gaze, muttering, “God, I get so lost in your eyes!”

Her pout dissolved into a bright smile and his _expression_ echoed it almost instinctively. “I don’t think I would have stopped you, even without the glamour. I was just surprised, that’s all.”

“Thank you, Xander,” she said sincerely. She cupped his face and kissed him before adding, “For this amazing trip. For this incredible car. Mostly for loving me.”

“You are so much more than worth it! All of it!” Xander said, his heart overflowing with love. Suddenly a wicked smile crossed his face and he reached down beside his seat.

“Xander?” Dawn asked, frowning slightly. “Why is the seat going down?”

Licking his lips, Xander huskily answered, “Well, I thought I’d better make sure you don’t have to drive back to Sunnydale all sticky.”

“Ohh, Sugar!” she crooned happily. “You have the best ideas!”

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‘Goddess, I’m so happy!’ Tara thought, a warm feeling suffusing her. ‘Everything just feels so...so right.’

The blonde witch lounged back on the couch, watching Dawn’s birthday party at The Bronze in full swing before her.

‘Willow looks so beautiful, smiling and happy like that,’ she thought, watching her lover on the dance-floor with her other lover’s younger sister. ‘Dawn is looking very happy too. Xander must have given her what she *really* wanted for her birthday.’

Her eyes traveled to the aforementioned male Scooby, who was standing at a bar-table with the two other males in attendance: Giles and Alex. ‘Funny how it always divides up into guys and girls,’ she mused. ‘Even when the relationships don’t necessarily fall that way.’

Buffy, Joyce, Faith and Beth were standing around the table with all the presents, as though guarding it. ‘Faith seems to finally be relaxing. I wonder if she thought we’d react badly or something? She’s such a dichotomy: strong, tough-girl outside, wrapped around a fragile, fearful core. It’s not like any of us would even bat an eye at the fact she’s seeing two people at once.’ She shook her head and smiled at the thought. ‘They seem nice. Certainly protective of Faith. She needs that: to have someone—or someones—who will put her first. Maybe she won’t feel like she has to compete with—or for—Buffy.’

Tara’s smile, and her feeling of contentment, grew as Dawn and Willow left the dance floor and headed toward her. ‘They act more like sisters than Buffy and Dawn sometimes,’ she thought as they approached, arm-in-arm and laughing out loud.

“Oh, that’s hilarious!” Willow laughed as she dropped into the couch on Tara’s right. “Poor Xander!”

“I know,” Dawn said, filling the seat to Tara’s left. “I mean, he was totally freaking out, but he didn’t say a word!”

“How did you torture Xander now?” Tara asked with a raised brow.

“Let’s just say I got a little...enthusiastic...driving my new car.” Dawn said with a grin equal parts chagrin and mischievousness.

“Scared him a little, did you?” Tara said with grin.

“He was good about it, though,” Dawn went on, defending her man. “He didn’t say a word, just held on as tight as he could.”

“Brave man,” Tara teased. “You’ll have to find some way to reward his courage.”

‘Ah ha!’ she thought as Dawn blushed dark enough for her to see even in the dim light of the night-club. ‘Definitely got that birthday present she was looking for. I guess the car isn’t the only thing running at full speed.’

“So, what do you think of Faith’s ‘friends’?” Dawn asked, not-so-subtly changing the subject.

“Well, they’re human,” Willow interjected. “And they don’t seem evil or anything.”

“They’re human?” Tara asked. “You checked?”

“Willow!” Dawn said, only sounding slightly outraged.

“Hey!” Willow protested. “You can’t be too careful, what with this being Sunnydale—a.k.a. ‘Home of the Hellmouth’—and all.”

“You don’t think she would have noticed?” Dawn asked. “I mean, Slayer and all.”

“You never know. She might have been distracted by the hottie factor.” Willow argued.

“That is true. After all, Buffy never realized Captain Forehead was a vampire until he went all ‘Grr’ right in front of her.”

Willow laughed out loud, and even Tara couldn’t restrain a snort at Dawn’s euphemism. “And on that note,” she said, changing the subject. “Dawn, why don’t you go recruit your fellow girlfriends and go bring your men to the table.”

“Oh! Present time!” Dawn chirped happily, getting up and following Tara’s advice.

Willow snuggled up to Tara as they both watched their sister-witch recruit Joyce, Faith, and Beth. The redhead sighed and hummed in apparent pleasure as she watched the four women’s retreating forms.

“You know, Buffy’s so going to spank you if she catches you checking out her sister,” Tara lightly scolded.

“Is that supposed to be a deterrent, or an encouragement?” Willow quipped.

“Mmm, someone’s feeling sassy!” Tara laughed.

“I guess you two will have to take turns spanking me...” The redhead said seductively.

“Vixen!” Tara replied before pulling her lover in for a brief but intense kiss. “Come on, let’s go watch Dawnie open her presents!”

“At least the ones she can open in public.” Willow teased as Tara pulled her to her feet.

‘Oh yeah, I definitely see a spanking in a certain redhead’s near future!’ Tara thought.

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‘Woman’s lib, my ass!’ Xander groused to himself as he followed four laughing females into his apartment. ‘Oh no, who needs a man when we’ve got a Slayer? But I’m the one who ends up playing pack mule!’ he snarked silently as he tried to juggle two armfuls of Dawn’s gifts in through the door.

“Make yourselves at home!” Dawn called out to Willow, Tara, and Buffy as she headed for Xander’s bedroom door.

‘Mmm, soon to be *our* bedroom!’ he thought with a suddenly happier state of mind. He followed his lover in and gratefully dropped the gifts down on the bed. As soon as he stood back up straight, his empty arms were filled with warm Dawn.

“My strong, manly man!” she crooned. “I’m so looking forward to breaking in our bed tonight!”

‘Oh yeah! Not all women are on the “we don’t need men” track!’ he thought happily, capturing her lips in a soft kiss. “Come on, let’s go eat ice cream and you can gloat about your presents,” Xander said.

“Hmm, taunt my sister...always a good plan,” Dawn said with a grin. “Of course, we could stay right here and let her hear—”

“Whoa there, Kitten,” Xander interrupted. “I don’t want to have to replace the door before we move.

“Huh?” Dawn asked with a frown.

Xander laughed. “Buffy’d either break down the front door to get away—”

“I could live with that,” Dawn quipped.

“Or, she’d break down this door to stop us,” he finished his thought.

“Hmm,” Dawn mused, striking a thoughtful pose. “I suppose we’ll have to restrict ourselves to the verbal teasing...this time.”

“You’re a wicked girl—you know that, don’t you?” he said with a joyful smile.

“Hey, it’s a little sister’s duty to drive her older sister insane.” Dawn acknowledged.

“Unfortunately, it’s not like it’s a long drive,” he muttered sardonically.

Dawn walked out of the bedroom, ringing tones of laughter in her wake.

As always, Xander took great delight in watching Dawn’s retreat.

“Go keep our guests company, perv,” she tossed back over her shoulder, obviously knowing where his eyes were locked.

‘Mmm, you won’t be calling me a perv when my tongue is between those beautiful cheeks.’ he thought, fantasizing about the things they’d be doing in a few hours.

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“Buffy, oh Slayer-sister of mine...” Dawn said with a wheedling tone in her voice.

“Yeah?” Buffy called back.

“You wanna give me a hand in here?” Dawn called back.

Buffy dramatically rolled her eyes as she got up and walked into Dawn and Xander’s kitchen area. “It’s just ice cream, you can’t handle ice cream?” the Slayer muttered.

“I need that much-vaunted Slayer-strength!” Dawn said, overacting the helpless maiden voice.

“So, Xander...” Willow said in overly casual tone. “How’s things?”

‘And the dreaded interrogation begins.’ Xander thought humorously. “Things? Oh, you know, things are good,” he said, playing along.

“Jeeze, Dawn!” Buffy exclaimed from the kitchen area. “This is like a rock! Why don’t you let it sit for a while?”

“But then it gets all soft, and I don’t like it like it like that,” Dawn’s explanation sounded out.

“Oh, but that’s the best!” Buffy’s voice sounded out in disagreement. “Soft is the best way to eat it. It gets all gooey and you can just slurp it up!”

‘Oh, God, mental image!’ Xander thought. He looked at the two Wiccans sitting on the couch and saw them make eye contact and then smile widely. ‘I wonder if they’re thinking what I’m thinking?’

‘Defiantly,’ Willow mouthed to Tara.

Tara nodded and mouthed back, ‘The best,’ and then giggled softly.

‘Question answered!’ Xander thought humorously.

“Well, that’s fine for you, but I like it hard,” Dawn answered her sister.

‘Oh, God!’ Xander thought with a wince and a slight stiffening in his pants. ‘Jeeze, you’d think after this weekend I’d be satisfied,’ he lamented as humor was replaced by a fresh dose of arousal.

“In fact, if it isn’t hard enough, I just put it back in the box till it gets rock hard, then I eat it,” Dawn continued from the kitchen with a happy voice.

Xander couldn’t restrain the soft growling groan that bubbled up inside him. ‘Good God, Dawn!’

“Wait, are we still talking about ice cream?” Buffy asked in a bewildered voice.

Xander looked up to see two witches staring at him, their matching grins both wide and knowing.

“Of course, Buffy, why do you ask?” Dawn asked in a mischievous tone. “What else would we be talking about?”

Tara and Willow giggled while Xander tried to surreptitiously shift his position, looking for relief from the pressure in his pants.

“How *are* things with you two?” Tara asked. “I notice that Dawn seems much more relaxed than she has been lately.”

“Totally, she was so tense last week. Today, she seems...” Willow paused thoughtfully. “Contented.”

“Yeah, well...” Xander started, only slightly embarrassed, mostly pleased. ‘Hey, if a guy can’t take pride in treating his girlfriend right, what can he?’ he thought smugly. “She just needed a weekend full of...relaxation. Actually, we both needed it.”

“Needed what?” Buffy asked as she reappeared carrying three bowls of ice cream.

“Oh, Xander was just telling us why Dawn’s not all agitated and tense like she was last week,” Willow said with an impish smile.

‘Paybacks, Will,’ Xander thought, shooting Willow a brief glare before looking up at his girlfriend and accepting the bowl she handed him.

“Were you...” Dawn said archly, one brow raised high over her smirking face.

‘God, I love you!’ Xander thought with a pang of joy in his heart. ‘Just looking at you makes me happy!’

When he realized he was staring, Xander gave a little head shake and said, “I, uh, I was just saying...oh yeah, I was saying that we both needed a nice, relaxing weekend to help us, well, uh...relax.” Dawn laughed at his stumbling and he thought, ‘This has got to be what love feels like, ’cause I have never felt this good. Despite the fact that it’s turned me into an even bigger doofus than normal!’

Overwhelmed with an immediate need to kiss his love, he did just that, leaning forward where she met him half-way for a sweet lingering caress of lips. “Mmm, my Honey Kitten,” he whispered softly after their lips parted.

“My Sugar Bear,” Dawn softly said back to him.

“Ugh! I think I’m going to be ill!” Buffy groused, breaking the romantic moment as she set her bowl down on the coffee table with a clatter. “That has to be the most sickeningly cute thing I’ve ever seen!”

“Aww,” Willow cried. “I think it’s sweet!”

Tara just smiled joyfully at them and began eating her ice cream.

“Oh, please!” Dawn refuted with a sardonic laugh.  “I’ve had to put up with much worse from you, and more often!”

“I have no idea what you’re talking about,” Buffy said dismissively.

“Uh, Buff?” Xander interjected with a surprised smile. “You ever hear that saying about people in glass houses?”

“They shouldn’t throw pancakes!” Dawn said, gesturing at Buffy with her spoon, as if to emphasize the point.

‘Hmm, sounds like another story I’m going to have to wheedle out of my girl,’ Xander thought. ‘I don’t think I’ve ever seen Buffy turn quite that shade of red.’

Tara looked at Buffy and Willow and giggled.

Willow had a pout on her face, along with her blushing cheeks. “Hey!” she protested. “I was on your side, Dawnie.”

Dawn laughed, “You’re right, my bad. I’m sure I can come up with some other embarrassing story about Buffy if it should prove necessary.”

Buffy shot an altogether unconvincing glare at her younger sister and said, “You...you’re just big ol’ meanie, Dawn Summers!”

‘The pouting kinda defeats the purpose of the glare.’ Xander thought with a wide grin.

“Well, it must be genetic,” Dawn countered. “After all, they did make me from you...”

‘Oh! Score one for my honey!’ Xander thought as he joined everyone who wasn’t Buffy in a good laugh.

This of course caused Buffy to pout even more, which led to her two girlfriends doting on her to try and comfort her.

“And, I rest my case,” Dawn said smugly, gesturing toward the sickeningly cute display the triad made.

‘Oh, you sexy little kitten!’ Xander thought as Dawn lapped sensually at a spoonful of ice-cream. “Are we out of ice cream?” Xander softly asked.

“No, why?” Dawn asked with a puzzled look.

Xander leaned in close and licked his lips before whispering, “I was thinking I might like to have some vanilla ice cream, dipped in warm honey...”

“I don’t think we have any honey.” she said frowning in confusion.

‘Mmm, my innocent little kitten.’ Xander thought, warm feelings stirring in his belly. “Sure you do...Honey Kitten.” Xander whispered in her ear.

He was close enough to hear Dawn exhale a shuddering breath as she realized to what he was referring.

“Hey!”

Xander whipped his head around in shock at the Slayer’s shout.

Buffy was shaking her finger at him viciously, a look of distaste on her face. “Agh, Xander! Badness!”

‘Oops, Slayer-hearing,’ Xander thought, chagrinned.

“You promised! No details!” Buffy glowered.

“Ah ha!” Willow said excitedly. “I knew it! I knew it! You have to tell us everything!”

“Willow!” Buffy’s voice growled warningly.

“Okay, right...so...maybe not *everything*...” The redhead said disappointedly.  “But I knew it!”

Dawn laughed.

“Don’t look so disappointed, Willow,” Tara said reassuringly. “I bet there’s lots Dawn can tell us, even with editing out the Slayer-inappropriate details. Besides, I’m sure we’ll get all the rest of the details tomorrow after our magic session.”

“Ach! I don't wanna know!” Buffy cried. She clapped her hands to her ears and started chanting, “La-la-la-la-la! I can’t hear you!”

Xander groaned while the three witches laughed. Secretly, though he was pleased. ‘Oh yeah, I am *so* the man!’

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