1. dawn etc.


    Date: 9/15/2015, Categories: Anal, BDSM, Lesbian Sex, Author: Bumfuzzled2, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster

    bellowed practically right next to Dawn's head on the other side of the wall, startling the brunette to the point were she practically jumped into her big s****r's arms. Rather than tell her to get a grip on things Buffy held her little sibling softly to her chest, stroking her hair and cooing softly. Trying to ignore how good the other smelt, and how good the other felt in her arms, both no doubt a result of Amy's magic which was flowing through their bodies, forcing them to feel... unusual things about the other's completely innocent touch Buffy and Dawn closed their eyes, trying to ignore the screams of ecstasy, more than occasionally mixed in with screams of fear, horror and pain. It was hours before they finally drifted off, the final thing to go through both their minds being concern for their redheaded friend trapped in a cell with a psychopath. * * * If Willow hadn't known Faith, she'd have thought that the Dark Slayer had decided to forget about her revenge and spend the night elsewhere. The bleak metallic voice of the tannoy had been continually issuing warnings about the closeness to lockdown, starting at thirty minutes and now down to thirty seconds. Willow didn't know what the punishment was for being outside your cell once the cells had been shut for the night, but she doubted it was going to be a well meaning chat with Lilah Morgan over soda and cookies. &#034Fifteen seconds to lockdown... all prisoners to cells immediately, ten, nine, eight, seven, six, ...
    five, four, three...&#034 whoever had voiced the tannoy seemed deliberately to have killed out all emotion. &#034Hey Will,&#034 Faith stepped into the cell. &#034Two, one. Lockdown.&#034 The cell door slid automatically into place, followed seconds later by a clunk as the lock hammered into place. The Dark Slayer smiled and lent against the door, the smile was pretty and open, like Faith was an old friend, which perhaps she was, rather than a dangerous adversary, which she certainly was. She pulled a packet of cigarettes out of the top pocket of her boiler suit, &#034Want one?&#034 she drew them back suddenly with a smile, &#034You don't smoke, of course.&#034 &#034No,&#034 said Willow. She remained unmoving on her bed, continually following the movements of the Slayer with her eyes as the dark haired teenager walked over to her own bed and sat down. Will watched as Faith held the packet of cigarettes in her hand and gazed down at them. If they were going to be sharing a cell Will decided she might as well try and build up a rapport with the Slayer. She nodded at the cigarettes, &#034They'll kill you.&#034 Faith looked up and her face twisted in a smile, &#034Like a knife in the guts, Will.&#034 It was a poor choice of words, given Faith's past. So poor a choice that it could only be deliberate. Those words made Willow think of the knife Buffy had given her, a symbol of just how desperate things were. She wouldn't need it though. At least, Willow hoped she wouldn't need it, her ...
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