Kissing Dawn

Prequel

With the faint glow of the laptop tossing shadows across her face, Willow sat engrossed at the downloading information and pictures that appeared on the screen.  Dawn stood in the open doorway, fidgeting and watching the red haired witch work.  She wasn’t sure if this was the best time to interrupt, but with Willow and her being alone in the house a rarity these days, Dawn was pretty sure she would just have to suck it up and break Willow from the spell that kept her glued to the monitor and not aware of the brunette visitor at her door.

“Willow ?”

Without turning around, Willow answered with a brief, “Yeah?”

Dawn fidgeted some more, moving from one foot to the next and biting her bottom lip.

“Um…”

Willow continued to scroll through text, look at images, and continue to download even more information.

“Um... Willow ?”

Willow finally brought her attention away from the screen to notice a very nervous teenager at her door.

“What’s up Dawnie?”

“Um… can I talk to you?”

Willow glanced back toward the screen, knowing that the information she was acquiring was very important and needed to be sorted through.  However seeing the nervous state of Dawn made her decide to put off her research just this once and make time for her.

“Sure thing.” Responded Willow . She nodded for Dawn to come into the room and have a seat.

Dawn shut the door behind her and took a seat at the edge of the bed.

“So what’s up?” Willow asked, turning her full attention to Dawn.

“Um… uh…” Dawn started but not sure where to begin.

She had a question that she knew Willow or Tara could ask, but looked toward Tara as more of an Aunt or mother figure, which was weird, she knew, since she had known Willow a whole hell of a lot longer and was her sister’s best friend.  Tara knew a lot too, she was kind and understanding and Dawn loved her to death, but Willow indulged her in ways that Tara or even her own sister would not.  Willow acted like a big kid and Dawn had always felt like she could relate to her better.

She took a deep breath, letting the air pass over her lips slowly.

“Okay… I want to ask you something… but I don’t want you to tell anyone.”

Willow eyed her curiously before agreeing with a nod.

“A-and you’re probably going to think I’m weird.”

“What?” Willow ’s eyebrows shot up. “No way Dawnie.”

She got up and moved to take a seat next to Dawn on the bed.

“Why would I think that?”

“’Cause…” Dawn shrugged.

“Hey you…” Willow started, “I think most of this household thinks I’m the weird one… so no judgment here… ‘kay?”

Dawn nodded again, her eyes still cast down to her clasped hands. “Besides,” continued the redhead, “you know you can trust me…” She placed a gentle but reassuring hand on Dawn’s knee and gave it a light squeeze.

The younger girl looked up then, meeting Willow ’s eyes and smiling, knowing that she really didn’t have anything to worry about.  Her own insecurities were toying with her.  If there was anyone in the world she could trust with this it was Willow .

“Okay… but you won’t tell anyone right? N-not even Tara ?  ‘Cause it’s kind of… uh… embarrassing…”

Willow leaned forward and smiled.

“Oh… a Dawnie secret?”

“Yeah…”

“Okay… so spill.”

“W-well… ah… um… is it uh… ahh… this is weird.” Dawn put her head in her hands, the blush rising in her cheeks.

<I’m such a dork!> Dawn thought.

“Just say it.”

“Umm… okay… here goes.” Dawn took another deep breath. “Is kissing a girl… different… than kissing a boy?”

Willow was briefly taken aback.

<Why would she want to know that?> She thought. <Unless…>

“W-well… sort of… I-I mean there’s the whole… softness factor… a-and… um… why do you want to know?”

Dawn simply shrugged, not meeting her older friend’s eyes.

“Dawn?”

Willow urged Dawn to look at her by tucking two fingers under her chin.

“I… I…” Dawn didn’t know what to say.

“Do you want to… I-I mean… kiss a girl?  One of your friends?”

After a few tense moments Dawn nodded.

<Holy cow!> Willow thought.

“Really?”

Willow never imagined that the Slayer’s younger sister would be interested in girls.  She had had a few dates with boys, dates only Tara and Willow knew about of course, considering Buffy acted like Uber-protecto-sister half the time.  Aside from Dawn’s overzealous support of their relationship, neither Willow nor Tara had ever questioned the budding teenager.

“We like each other…” Dawn whispered.

<Huh? She’s got a little girlfriend? Ohh.. that’s so sweet. Wait, no… don’t be in such a big furry hurry.>

“You… you do…?”

“We’ve held hands… and um… kind of like… snuggled?”

“Oh…”

“But never…”

“A-and you want to…?”

“More…” Dawn agreed.

<More? How much more?!> Thought Willow before quickly chastising herself.  After all, Dawn was 15 and a healthy hormonal teenager.  The fact that she seemed to be scared of kissing a girl she had held hands with, snuggled with, and who she seemed to like enough to do these things with, not to mention more, actually surprised Willow .  She thought Dawn would have gone for it before now.

“…A-and we were going to… but we were both nervous… a-and we weren’t sure and then her sister walked in ‘cause she’s a nosy ho… a-and we told her we were thumb wrestling…”

“Thumb wrestling?”

Dawn nodded.

“Oh! Oh… hand holding… right.”

“And, like… I want to kiss her and I’m pretty sure she wants to too… but then her sister a-and we got scared and now… I-I don’t know…” Dawn shrugged, feeling ridiculous after all the explaining she had just done.  She kept having to ask herself why on earth was she so scared to kiss her when she had kissed boys before, <without much thought or fear even.> She thought.

Remembering her own early teenage years and how inexperienced and naïve she was, Willow decided to help Dawn out as best she possibly could.

“Okay Dawnie… first off, you’re 15… plenty of time to do… whatever… So don’t sweat the small stuff.  I-I mean… kissing is nice… real nice… but it’s a piece of cake compared to… w-well other stuff… a-and there’s really nothing to it…”

“Oh…” <Yup, I’m officially a dork.>

“Ohh… um… uh, okay… well… have you kissed… a boy?” Willow tried again, feeling a bit lousy for last statement that kissing was no biggie.  Obviously to Dawn, this whole concept was quite big.

“Yeah.” Responded Dawn. She had returned to casting her gaze down at her hands where she played with her shirtsleeve.

“A-and how was that?”

“It was okay… sloppy.” Dawn admitted.

“Oh… well, some people just aren’t good kissers ya know… um, especially teenage boys.”

Both were quiet for a few moments.

<I bet you’re a good Kisser.> Dawn thought.  But instead of asking about Willow , she opted instead for “Is Tara a good kisser?”

“Oh yeah…” Acknowledged the witch, “Very… very good.”

“Oh, really?”

“Uh huh.” Willow nodded vigorously in emphasis.

<Mmm, Tara lips…> Willow thought.

<Mmm, Willow and Tara lip locked…> Thought Dawn, the idea not the first one about the two witches she’d had.

“So this girl… what’s her name?  Do I know her?”

Dawn nodded, meeting Willow ’s eyes briefly before glancing around the room.  The blush only grew a brighter shade of red.

“Umm… you know… Rachel?”

“Oh oh… yeah, she’s a cutie.”

“She’s… yeah…” Dawn smiled, looking at a spot beyond the wall, somewhere that held Rachel and her holding hands under the covers during one of the many sleepovers they had had together.

“You really like her?” Willow caught the smile and the far away look in Dawn’s eyes and knew the answer.

Dawn merely nodded again, only this time more enthusiastically.

“How long have you…?”

“Since… um… a few weeks.”

“A-and you haven’t… I mean… never kissed?”

Dawn shrugged then shook her head, once more casting her eyes back toward the floor.

“O-okay… that’s okay.” Willow put her hand on Dawn’s knee again, reassuring her that she shouldn’t worry about it.

“I’m nervous… maybe scared.” The young brunette admitted.

“W-well how come?”

“Because…”

“I-is it because you’re both… girls?”

“Mmm-maybe… but… I mean I’m way cool with you and Tara… b-but…”

“It’s okay.”

“A-and sometimes… we hold hands like when we watch TV. and no one’s around… and I get kind of… well sometimes we snuggle ya know… a-and… I get… my palms sweat and my heart beats faster… and I know I want to kiss her…”

“So… you get…” <Okay, so not sure where this conversation is going… and shouldn’t she be talking about this with Buffy? ‘cause I’ve got a pretty good idea what she’s talking about…>

“Turned on…? I think…”

Willow patted Dawn’s jean clad leg.

“W-well that’s a good thing… I-I mean… you’re body’s just responding to… ya know… you liking her and being close to her… and don’t take this the wrong way sweetie… but I really can’t believe you two haven’t kissed yet…”

Dawn sighed loudly and flopped down on the bed, her arm over her eyes.

“I’m such a dork!”

“What? No…”

Willow lay down next to Dawn, propping herself up on her elbow and took in the sight of the extremely embarrassed female beside her.

<Nice going there Rosenberg . Open mouth real wide and insert foot… would you like fries with that?>

“Um… I’m guessing you didn’t feel like this with the boys you’ve kissed?”

“W-well… a little… but no… not like… no.” She shook her head, not removing her hand arm from off her face.

After a few well deserved quiet moments, Willow got an idea.  <Are you crazy?> She screamed at herself.  <Maybe it’ll help, no one will know about it… just a little… um… lesson…>

“I think I might have an idea.”

“About what?”

“Mmm… how you might… uh… not feel so… nervous… about getting into smoochville with Rachel.”

This time Dawn did move her arm and looked into warm pools of green.

“Really?”

“Yup… but um… first…” Willow glanced toward the door, then the clock, knowing that they should both be alone for at least another half an hour, maybe longer. Plenty of time for a smooch lesson with her best friend’s kid sister. <I repeat… best friend’s kid sister!>

“Whatever we talk about… or um… do… in here, stays… in here… got it?”

“Yeah… totally.” Dawn’s enthusiasm spiked a couple of notches and she turned on her side, propping herself up similar to Willow .

“Good… um…” Willow smiled down at Dawn hoping that she wouldn’t scare or freak the poor girl out. “Would you like me to… show you… some stuff?”

“Stuff? Like… like what?”

“W-well we could… kiss… a-and…”

“Kiss you?” The disbelief was evident in her voice.

“O-oh… well… not if you didn’t want to… I-I mean… I wouldn’t ever… never ever… I-I mean nothing you didn’t want to… do… it was just a… uh… suggestion.” <Willow you nit wit.>

She felt like an ass.  Here she was, Willow Rosenberg, a 21 year old college student, best friend to one Buffy Summers, Slayer (super human strength included), best friend, and older sister to the 15 year old in front of her.  She felt as if she were practically propositioning the poor girl.

“Okay.” Dawn responded after a few seconds. <Hell yeah I want to kiss you.>

“Oh… okay.”

They sat facing each other, both with their legs crossed Indian style.

“You ready?”

Dawn nodded.

Willow leaned forward, her eyes on Dawn’s.

“Close your eyes.”

“Oh… right.” She closed her eyes, mentally slapping herself.  Her palms began to sweat.  She was way nervous but totally excited about kissing the redhead in front of her. <I’ve only had a major crush on her since the first time I met her.>

Willow smiled and closed her own eyes just as her lips brushed Dawn’s.

Dawn felt Willow ’s lips on her and a shiver worked its way up and down her back at the touch.  Willow pressed against her lips, opening her own slightly and tugging on Dawn’s full bottom lip.  The younger girl responded quickly, pressing back against the soft warmth and parting her lips slightly.

Willow dared to go further, running the tip of her tongue along Dawn’s cherry flavored lips and was only met with encouragement as Dawn opened her mouth slightly to the curious tongue.

A faint moan escaped Dawn’s lips and the older woman swallowed it while bringing her arm up around Dawn’s shoulder, and pulling her closer. The other girl gave no resistance, merely continued to massage the witch’s lips with her own. Willow simply continued a gentle exploration of Dawn’s bottom lip with her tongue, savoring the taste of cherry lip-gloss.

Sliding her hand up Willow ’s thigh to rest it at her hip, Dawn took a chance and flicked the tip of her tongue against Willow ’s.  Tiny unexpected bolts of arousal shot through the redhead and she pulled Dawn closer, their bodies only inches apart.

What began as a simple kiss, a lesson to calm a young girl’s nerves, had quickly become something more, something bigger, powerful, and highly erotic.

Willow pushed her tongue past full lips, sliding it over and around Dawn’s, searching and exploring her mouth.  Dawn gave no resistance, only craved more. She moved her other hand up to Willow ’s face, hooking her fingers just behind her ear, and stroking the soft flesh of Willow ’s cheek with her thumb.  The feelings that were raging through the 15 year old’s body were greater than anything she’d ever experienced and she was loving every minute of it.

The two girls pressed their bodies closer, deepening their kiss with air coming out in heavy puffs through their noses and tongues dueling for superiority, chasing the other back and forth from one mouth to the other.

Willow couldn’t believe how her own body was responding. She couldn’t get enough of Dawn’s full lips, her little mouth, or even the taste of cherry lip gloss that seemed to permeate it.  She slid her other hand up Dawn’s arm, her fingertips tingling with the sensation of warm skin.

Dawn dug her fingers into Willow ’s thigh, tensing and relaxing as she felt herself grow wet, a steady pounding from between her legs.

Willow moaned at the contact, encouraged to explore the ripe body of her best friend’s sister with her hands and tongue, teeth and mouth.  Dawn smiled at Willow ’s response, pride and lust filling her as their mouths parted and closed against each other, tongues swirling.

Before either of them knew what was happening, so caught up in the sudden desire sparking between them, Dawn had succeeded in pulling Willow down on top of her. And with most coherent and logical thoughts completely gone from Willow ’s brain, she crawled on top, continuing in her task to devour the Slayer’s sister.

 Moving her thigh in between Dawn’s legs and straddling the other, Willow finally managed to briefly break off the kiss.

“Goddess, you taste so good…” She moaned, kissing and licking her way toward Dawn’s ear where she hooked her tongue under the tender lobe and sucked it into her mouth, running her teeth over the tiny bit of flesh gently.

Gentle or not, it was enough to send bolts of heat straight up from Dawn’s throbbing center and she arched into Willow ’s touch. Meanwhile, her hands were running up and down the length of the older girl’s body until finally tugging on Willow ’s skirt, pulling it slowly up to bunch at their hips. In response to the heat on the back of her thigh, she kissed and sucked her way down Dawn’s neck, eliciting tiny moans of pleasure and encouragement at her ear.

“Willow…”

“Mmmm…” Willow moaned in response, meeting Dawn’s mouth again for another greedy kiss.

Movement became fluid, every move had an equal match between the two girls writhing against each other in the middle of the bed, lips locked, hands searching and demanding. A hand on a breast, squeezing. A leg between thighs, pressing. Hips moving, a steady rhythm.  Fingers gripping and pulling at material. Lost in the pleasure of each other’s touch, their kiss, and the lesson.

Neither of them noticed the door open, or the dirty blonde witch who stood stock still, mouth hung open in shock.

But they did hear Buffy’s loud voice from behind her, calling Dawn’s name.

Like a bolt of lightening, Willow pulled away from Dawn’s mouth and finally caught Tara ’s shape in the doorway as she spun her head around.

“Oh God... Tara …” Willow bemoaned.

She was still on top of Dawn however, frozen in shock and fear at what she had let herself do.  And getting caught, for a second time in her life.

“Is Dawn in th-?” Came Buffy’s voice from behind Tara just as she peeked in the doorway. Her mouth fell open and all thought went out of her head as she saw her best friend on top of her baby sister, Willow ’s skirt hiked up around her waist and Dawn’s hand still on her ass.

“Oh fuck…” Was all Dawn could say.

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