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Permanent
Connor and Dawn make their bond more permanent as Angel and the rest of the Fang gang ponder the message the Oracles sent. Note: Dawn is 16 in this story. Connor is still 18.
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Never Will You Be Alone
Chapter Eight-Permanent
A/N: Where I am from the age of consent is at sixteen. I do not know about other states, therefore, I marked underage sex as a warning. Dawn is sixteen; Connor is eighteen.
"Another night in the inn is free, dear," the inn keeper promised after Dawn had questioned her. "Think of it as my way of showing gratitude for your performance yesterday." Dawn beamed.
"Thank you!" The demoness looked shocked by the rare thanks. "Well, we'll be going now. We're going to test out these new weapons in the woods." Dawn explained. "But we'll be back before dinner." The inn keeper smiled gently at Dawn's back as she raced after Connor.
"Hey, Stephen," Dawn spoke as she fell into step beside him. "How come all the demons here react like that when I thank them for something or..."
"They aren't used to kindness from humans," he explained as they walked even farther into the woods.
"Why not?" Dawn inquired as they stopped in a clearing.
"Because the only humans in this area are my father and myself. At a young age, I had the idea that all demons and vampires were evil, some more than others and would not think twice about harming you. I killed all that I came across except for the ones that stayed in the marketplace and ran the booths." Connor explained as he worked on extending the swords from the cases.
"Ah..." Dawn drawled. "I think Buffy was like that too until she met Angel." Connor glanced up at her with an inquiring brow. "He was following her, watching her. Kinda stalkerish if you ask me, but it was for her own protection. When she found out that he was following her, she didn't react to kindly. He threw her a box with a cross inside it and told her to wear it. Bad things were coming. The necklace saved her life on more than one account." Connor nodded.
"Ready?" He asked. Dawn nodded and pulled her sword from its case.
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Angel informed his group of the Oracles' message the next morning. It had only been a week since Connor disappeared from their dimension. They were debating and disecting the message heavily when the phone rang.
"Hello?" Angel answered. His face fell slightly as the voice on the other end reached him. "Spike, what do you want?"
"The Niblet disappeared yesterday."
"Niblet?" Angel asked in disbelief. His team fell silent in their debate and looked over at him. He shrugged.
"Dawn." Spike clarified. Angel paled because of both the nickname and her disappearance.
"What is it? What's happened?" His team asked at the same time. Their words were blurring together even for his hearing.
"You have my attention," Angel drawled, tuning them out.
"The Oracles sent us a message just last night. It said the Key has chosen her champion. The Key in a nutshell is Dawn."
"Why are you telling me this, Spike?" Angel asked.
"I have the feeling that it involves you somehow, Peaches."
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Dawn whimpered lightly as she slid her dress off of her body. Bruises were slowly becoming more and more apparent from training with Connor. For the moment, she was thankful that Connor had stayed behind to talk with the inn keeper. It gave her time to soak in the bath water the inn keeper had set up for her during dinner and it gave her bruises time to heal over.
The bloodied cuts she had arrived in the dimension with, in just a few minutes, had healed over into scars. Dawn hadn't commented on her new found healing ability to Connor, but had considered it a blessing in disguise. Every bruise Connor had ever given her during training had healed up just as quickly.
"That woman is an angel..." Dawn mumured as she sank into the warm water. Dawn made quick work of washing the grime off of her skin before sliding out of the tub and washing her dress. Dawn glanced around the room for something to use as a shirt.
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Connor couldn't stop thinking of what the inn keeper had told him as he opened the door to their room. He could hear her splashing around in the bath she had asked the inn keeper to set up. He grimaced lightly at her daring.
"Some demons have been in the inn asking about her, Stephen," the inn keeper had told him quietly. "And they don't seem like the kind that want to hear her sing."
He leaned against the door and stared up at the ceiling, before scanning the rest of the room for any sign of previous demon activity. He found none.
'Good, they don't know exactly where she is yet...' Connor thought as the door to the bathroom slide open. Dawn jumped as she saw Connor standing there. Connor's own eyes were slightly wide at what she had on. A towel was wrapped around her front as a shirt and two straps poked from underneath. Her shorts covered her legs well as she stood in front of him.
"Hey," she finally spoke, breaking his survey of her attire, "what did the inn keeper want to talk to you about?" He shook away his shock.
"Demons have been in the inn asking about you," Connor spoke honestly as he crossed the floor and sat down onto the bed. "She believes that they wish to harm you." Dawn bit into her lip and watched as he rolled his sleeves up and unclasp his weapons from his forearms. "We will leave tomorrow if you wish." Dawn nodded.
"I don't want too, but I don't want to put the demons here in any danger." Connor smiled lightly at her answer and fought down his usual arguement. Demons were evil. He had been tempted to say, but then he thought of the inn keeper's kindness. Not all were evil, he knew that now. He jumped as her hand touched his cheek. "Are you okay?" She asked.
"Yeah," he answered reflexively. She tilted her eyebrows upward in disbelief. Connor sighed, "No. It's slightly discomforting to find out that the man that had raised me could be wrong in what he taught me."
"I know," Dawn reassured. Connor felt his tense muscles releasing with very sweep of her thumb across his cheek. "But ignorance isn't always the best thing to remain. It's what almost got me killed on multiple occassions."
"The other half was just you," Connor teased. Dawn stuck her tongue out and moved her hand to smack his cheek gently. He caught her wrist before it could connect and kissed the inside of it gently. A small smile graced his face as her heartbeat picked up. "Remember those words you said to me the night I felt down about my father?" Dawn nodded. "Well, you're pretty amazing too." He told her. She blushed lightly at his words.
"Connor.." She breathed. An angelic smile drifted onto her face. Connor felt his own heart beat respond to the sight. His eyes widened as she fell onto him. Her arms wrapped around his neck and her legs were drapped over his own. His weapons made a slight thud as they slipped from his fingers and onto the floor. He felt her tense before she pulled slightly away. "Sorry," she mumbled. "It's just...I don't hear those words often." Silence fell over them as they realized just how close they really were to one another. Dawn bit into her lip as he looked down at them. She leaned forward and kissed him lightly. His eyes widened. She pulled away and blushed. "Sorry, sor-" He cut her off with his own against hers.
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"What did Spike have to say?" Wesley asked once the inital group talking ended. Angel sighed and sank down onto the chair.
"I think I know who his anchor is. Dawn Summers disappeared from earth a day ago. Spike said that a hellgod named Glory was going to use her to open up a portal and unleash her dimension onto our world. While Buffy killed Glory, the portal still didn't close. Spike said that Dawn had somehow broken loose of the chains that held her and jumped into it just as Buffy reached the top landing. Said that he had to stop Buffy from following."
"Dawn Summers is the Key?" Wesley whistled in amazement.
"This is cool and all, but what the fuck is a Key?" Gunn asked. Fred and Cordelia nodded.
"The Key. Dawn Summers is the portal to all dimensions. A guardian if you will." Wesley explained. "Originally, the Key was a ball of cosmic energy. I'm assuming that the monks that guarded her realized that they had caught more than they could handle with Glory and sent the Key to the Slayer in the form of a human sister."
"Awesome, what does it have to do with Connor?" Cordelia asked. Her stance lasped into one of the protective mother.
"Spike said that the message the Oracles gave them was that the Key had chosen her champion. By the message we recieved, I'm guessing that Connor is her champion."
"Great..." Cordelia drawled.
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Dawn's innocent exploration of his body was driving him insane. Her fingers traced his chest and dipped across his abs before trailing their way back up again. In the short time since their kiss, Dawn had managed to shed him of his shirt. He had managed to shed the towel she had wrapped around her. Dawn sat back and unfastened her bra, then flung it to the floor before reclaiming his lips again.
His arms locked around her as he leaned even more so into her lips. The heat between them seemed to explode and crackle through the air. His eyes widened as her tongue touched his lips. Instinct was slowly taking over as he opened his mouth to her.
Their hands seemed to becoming more daring in their explorations. His hands cupped her breasts. She gasped lightly into his mouth as he kneaded them gently.
"Connor..." She sighed.
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"Should we allow this to happen?" Mother Oracle asked her husband.
"It will make their bond more permanent," Father Oracle consented. The youngest Oracle's eyes were wide at her father's argeement.
"Well, turn off the screen then! You bunch of pervs!" She exclaimed as she spun around.
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Connor's eyes widened as her hips ground roughly against his. A small moan tore from her lips at the feel of him. A small growl escaped his lips as he grabbed her hips and flipped them over. He sat back on his knees and pulled her shorts down while she worked with the button on his jeans.
When all of their clothes joined the others on the floor, the two teens paused to look at one another. A silent question in both of their eyes: "Do you want to continue?" Dawn smiled up at him. He leaned down and kissed her gently. Dawn sighed lightly against them and gripped his shoulders as he slowly slid into her.
Chapter Eight-Permanent
A/N: Where I am from the age of consent is at sixteen. I do not know about other states, therefore, I marked underage sex as a warning. Dawn is sixteen; Connor is eighteen.
"Another night in the inn is free, dear," the inn keeper promised after Dawn had questioned her. "Think of it as my way of showing gratitude for your performance yesterday." Dawn beamed.
"Thank you!" The demoness looked shocked by the rare thanks. "Well, we'll be going now. We're going to test out these new weapons in the woods." Dawn explained. "But we'll be back before dinner." The inn keeper smiled gently at Dawn's back as she raced after Connor.
"Hey, Stephen," Dawn spoke as she fell into step beside him. "How come all the demons here react like that when I thank them for something or..."
"They aren't used to kindness from humans," he explained as they walked even farther into the woods.
"Why not?" Dawn inquired as they stopped in a clearing.
"Because the only humans in this area are my father and myself. At a young age, I had the idea that all demons and vampires were evil, some more than others and would not think twice about harming you. I killed all that I came across except for the ones that stayed in the marketplace and ran the booths." Connor explained as he worked on extending the swords from the cases.
"Ah..." Dawn drawled. "I think Buffy was like that too until she met Angel." Connor glanced up at her with an inquiring brow. "He was following her, watching her. Kinda stalkerish if you ask me, but it was for her own protection. When she found out that he was following her, she didn't react to kindly. He threw her a box with a cross inside it and told her to wear it. Bad things were coming. The necklace saved her life on more than one account." Connor nodded.
"Ready?" He asked. Dawn nodded and pulled her sword from its case.
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Angel informed his group of the Oracles' message the next morning. It had only been a week since Connor disappeared from their dimension. They were debating and disecting the message heavily when the phone rang.
"Hello?" Angel answered. His face fell slightly as the voice on the other end reached him. "Spike, what do you want?"
"The Niblet disappeared yesterday."
"Niblet?" Angel asked in disbelief. His team fell silent in their debate and looked over at him. He shrugged.
"Dawn." Spike clarified. Angel paled because of both the nickname and her disappearance.
"What is it? What's happened?" His team asked at the same time. Their words were blurring together even for his hearing.
"You have my attention," Angel drawled, tuning them out.
"The Oracles sent us a message just last night. It said the Key has chosen her champion. The Key in a nutshell is Dawn."
"Why are you telling me this, Spike?" Angel asked.
"I have the feeling that it involves you somehow, Peaches."
Never Will You Be Alone
Dawn whimpered lightly as she slid her dress off of her body. Bruises were slowly becoming more and more apparent from training with Connor. For the moment, she was thankful that Connor had stayed behind to talk with the inn keeper. It gave her time to soak in the bath water the inn keeper had set up for her during dinner and it gave her bruises time to heal over.
The bloodied cuts she had arrived in the dimension with, in just a few minutes, had healed over into scars. Dawn hadn't commented on her new found healing ability to Connor, but had considered it a blessing in disguise. Every bruise Connor had ever given her during training had healed up just as quickly.
"That woman is an angel..." Dawn mumured as she sank into the warm water. Dawn made quick work of washing the grime off of her skin before sliding out of the tub and washing her dress. Dawn glanced around the room for something to use as a shirt.
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Connor couldn't stop thinking of what the inn keeper had told him as he opened the door to their room. He could hear her splashing around in the bath she had asked the inn keeper to set up. He grimaced lightly at her daring.
"Some demons have been in the inn asking about her, Stephen," the inn keeper had told him quietly. "And they don't seem like the kind that want to hear her sing."
He leaned against the door and stared up at the ceiling, before scanning the rest of the room for any sign of previous demon activity. He found none.
'Good, they don't know exactly where she is yet...' Connor thought as the door to the bathroom slide open. Dawn jumped as she saw Connor standing there. Connor's own eyes were slightly wide at what she had on. A towel was wrapped around her front as a shirt and two straps poked from underneath. Her shorts covered her legs well as she stood in front of him.
"Hey," she finally spoke, breaking his survey of her attire, "what did the inn keeper want to talk to you about?" He shook away his shock.
"Demons have been in the inn asking about you," Connor spoke honestly as he crossed the floor and sat down onto the bed. "She believes that they wish to harm you." Dawn bit into her lip and watched as he rolled his sleeves up and unclasp his weapons from his forearms. "We will leave tomorrow if you wish." Dawn nodded.
"I don't want too, but I don't want to put the demons here in any danger." Connor smiled lightly at her answer and fought down his usual arguement. Demons were evil. He had been tempted to say, but then he thought of the inn keeper's kindness. Not all were evil, he knew that now. He jumped as her hand touched his cheek. "Are you okay?" She asked.
"Yeah," he answered reflexively. She tilted her eyebrows upward in disbelief. Connor sighed, "No. It's slightly discomforting to find out that the man that had raised me could be wrong in what he taught me."
"I know," Dawn reassured. Connor felt his tense muscles releasing with very sweep of her thumb across his cheek. "But ignorance isn't always the best thing to remain. It's what almost got me killed on multiple occassions."
"The other half was just you," Connor teased. Dawn stuck her tongue out and moved her hand to smack his cheek gently. He caught her wrist before it could connect and kissed the inside of it gently. A small smile graced his face as her heartbeat picked up. "Remember those words you said to me the night I felt down about my father?" Dawn nodded. "Well, you're pretty amazing too." He told her. She blushed lightly at his words.
"Connor.." She breathed. An angelic smile drifted onto her face. Connor felt his own heart beat respond to the sight. His eyes widened as she fell onto him. Her arms wrapped around his neck and her legs were drapped over his own. His weapons made a slight thud as they slipped from his fingers and onto the floor. He felt her tense before she pulled slightly away. "Sorry," she mumbled. "It's just...I don't hear those words often." Silence fell over them as they realized just how close they really were to one another. Dawn bit into her lip as he looked down at them. She leaned forward and kissed him lightly. His eyes widened. She pulled away and blushed. "Sorry, sor-" He cut her off with his own against hers.
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"What did Spike have to say?" Wesley asked once the inital group talking ended. Angel sighed and sank down onto the chair.
"I think I know who his anchor is. Dawn Summers disappeared from earth a day ago. Spike said that a hellgod named Glory was going to use her to open up a portal and unleash her dimension onto our world. While Buffy killed Glory, the portal still didn't close. Spike said that Dawn had somehow broken loose of the chains that held her and jumped into it just as Buffy reached the top landing. Said that he had to stop Buffy from following."
"Dawn Summers is the Key?" Wesley whistled in amazement.
"This is cool and all, but what the fuck is a Key?" Gunn asked. Fred and Cordelia nodded.
"The Key. Dawn Summers is the portal to all dimensions. A guardian if you will." Wesley explained. "Originally, the Key was a ball of cosmic energy. I'm assuming that the monks that guarded her realized that they had caught more than they could handle with Glory and sent the Key to the Slayer in the form of a human sister."
"Awesome, what does it have to do with Connor?" Cordelia asked. Her stance lasped into one of the protective mother.
"Spike said that the message the Oracles gave them was that the Key had chosen her champion. By the message we recieved, I'm guessing that Connor is her champion."
"Great..." Cordelia drawled.
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Dawn's innocent exploration of his body was driving him insane. Her fingers traced his chest and dipped across his abs before trailing their way back up again. In the short time since their kiss, Dawn had managed to shed him of his shirt. He had managed to shed the towel she had wrapped around her. Dawn sat back and unfastened her bra, then flung it to the floor before reclaiming his lips again.
His arms locked around her as he leaned even more so into her lips. The heat between them seemed to explode and crackle through the air. His eyes widened as her tongue touched his lips. Instinct was slowly taking over as he opened his mouth to her.
Their hands seemed to becoming more daring in their explorations. His hands cupped her breasts. She gasped lightly into his mouth as he kneaded them gently.
"Connor..." She sighed.
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"Should we allow this to happen?" Mother Oracle asked her husband.
"It will make their bond more permanent," Father Oracle consented. The youngest Oracle's eyes were wide at her father's argeement.
"Well, turn off the screen then! You bunch of pervs!" She exclaimed as she spun around.
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Connor's eyes widened as her hips ground roughly against his. A small moan tore from her lips at the feel of him. A small growl escaped his lips as he grabbed her hips and flipped them over. He sat back on his knees and pulled her shorts down while she worked with the button on his jeans.
When all of their clothes joined the others on the floor, the two teens paused to look at one another. A silent question in both of their eyes: "Do you want to continue?" Dawn smiled up at him. He leaned down and kissed her gently. Dawn sighed lightly against them and gripped his shoulders as he slowly slid into her.
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