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FIC: Hands On (Wes/Dawn, NC-17, 1/1)

Yeah, I have no idea what's up with this either. But you didn't see me here. *shifty-eyes*

More Wes/Dawn. In the same sort of world as the last Wes/Dawn ficlet I wrote: Post-Chosen, Dawn lives in L.A., is still in high school, and is involved with Wesley. Not so much plot, but lots of pervy-moments if that's your thang.

See appropriate disclaimers here.

Underage Dawn. Ambidextrous Wesley. Unbeta'ed. 1,914 words.

Hands On

Wesley shut the laptop when the driver of his car cleared his throat discreetly.

Dawn was walking towards the Wolfram & Hart owned vehicle with a small smile playing on her lips. Behind her, friends or hangers-on sized up the situation and whispered to one another. It wasn’t as though nearly all of them weren’t wealthy and privileged, but of course the Wolfram & Hart properties and possessions carried a great deal of cache in these sorts of circles.

Dawn waited until Wes pressed the button to roll down the window part way, and leaned against the door. A cross dangled in between her breasts, and though her white bra didn’t show obviously in her school-designated white blouse, he could see the fine, elaborate stitching on it in the gap of her shirt as she crossed her arms. “Hi daddy,” she said archly with a toss of her hair.

“Very amusing,” Wesley replied with a raised eyebrow. “Get in.”

“So where are we headed?” she asked after she closed the door and deposited her bag at her feet. “I thought that Marty was going to pick me up today alone, and that I wouldn’t see you until way late -- Hi, Marty,” she called out to the driver when he glanced in the rearview at her.

“Miss Summers,” Martin said gravely.

Dawn beamed and twirled a strand of hair around her finger. “Did you miss me since this morning, Marty? Wes hasn’t been a total jerk to you since then, has he?”

Marty cleared his throat and (wisely, Wes thought) did not reply.

“I’ll let you know if there are further instructions,” Wes said, and pressed the button to raise the black glass in between the driver and the two of them.

“You’re such a perv,” Dawn said with a shake of her head, but when he trailed fingertips over her thigh, she parted her legs for him.

“Hardly,” Wes said. “I’m just saving the staff from your merciless teasing.”

Dawn huffed at that, and reached up to play with the cross hanging around her neck. “You know, it’s not like Marty minds when I ask him how he is. Or like your secretary has a problem with me gossiping with her. You know, about that show with the totally hot brothers who solve crime? You just don’t like it when I’m not giving all my attention to you. Plus you’re a total snob.” She gave him a sidelong glance to see how he was taking this and then continued, “Besides, I get bored if I don’t get to drive everyone a little insane. It’s, like, what I do. My raison d’etre,” she finished triumphantly, and Wesley made a mental note to himself that she was, indeed, now doing her French homework.

“Poor thing,” Wesley said not unsympathetically. “It must be tiresome, having all these clothes bought for you whenever something catches your eye, traveling with me to exotic destinations when I’m called away on business, going to that excellent school and stealing the heart of every man who meets you.” He brushed her skirt upwards and made an admiring sound at the sight of the white panties that went with the bra she wore. “Matching. Well done.”

She scoffed, but he could see her cheeks color as she smiled. “They should be; you bought me enough matching sets of them. You’re like the most interested in girls underwear of any guy I’ve ever met.”

“I suspect that’s not true,” Wes remarked.

She waved a hand at him as though to dismiss his opinion on the matter. “But on the last thing, with the heart stealing? That’s not me, okay? I think you’ve got me mixed up with someone whose name starts with B and ends with y.”

“I think you’ll find that I couldn’t possibly make that sort of error,” Wesley answered. As he spoke, he ran his fingers back and forth over her smooth skin.

“Oh yeah?” Dawn tipped her chin up slightly, wearing that stubborn and defiant look he thought so charming. “Prove it.”

“Happily,” he replied with a wicked grin.

Just then his cell phone rang.

“Yes, Angel,” Wesley answered with a click to the almost invisible headset he wore. Angel’s direct line was the only number that rang straight through instead of going into his voicemail, and of course Wesley always answered. “Yes, I’ve just stepped away to run a few key errands. Yes. No, no one else could obtain the texts I need. These underground book dealers are skittish, and I have to deal with them myself.”

Dawn turned to him and mouthed, “Bookstore?” She moved as though to speak, but Wesley held her thigh and shook his head. She was nearly as much of a bibliophile as he was, and a trip to one of the occult shops that he normally didn’t allow her to explore on her own was, he knew, an enticement in and of itself. Still, he didn’t wish Angel to know that he was bringing Dawn along on such trips. When Angel thought to weigh in on Dawn’s education or upbringing at all, it was usually with the admonition that she must be kept away from supernatural and demonic matters as much as possible, in order to allow her to be a normal girl.

“No bookstore?” Dawn whispered. The smallest of pouts followed.

“Not yet,” Wesley said unthinkingly. “What? No, it’s no one,” he assured Angel with a frown at Dawn. “Yes, I’m listening to a news report. I’ll turn it down further.”

She rolled her eyes and made a face at him. “No one? Lame,” she mouthed.

“Ah, about that immediate question, you’ll have to ask Adams in Translation,” Wes continued. When he began to stroke the inside of Dawn’s thigh once again she scowled and moved away with a flounce of her hair. But when he kept at it, she just crossed her arms and looked out the window, a blank expression on her face.

“Yes. Adams. He’ll stay the evening if he has to, in order to get the job done,” Wesley commented. He moved his hand under Dawn’s skirt, circling the tip of his middle finger with the lightest of pressure at the front of her panties. “He’s that invested in his . . . work.”

Dawn said nothing, but she let her arms drift down to rest at her sides as Wesley’s fingers continued to explore.

“No, he’s an expert in this sort of thing; don’t hand it off to anyone else but him.” Wesley traced the elastic of the panty along the inside of first one thigh then the other. “Yes, I can hold,” he offered before sliding his middle and ring fingers lightly along the cotton panel along the crotch.

“Wes,” Dawn began breathlessly.

“Ah, of course,” Wesley answered a moment later when Angel returned to the line. With a flick of his left wrist, he re-opened the laptop and clicked with his left hand until he found the file Angel was referencing. “No, go on,” he said as he worked his fingers of his right hand over the spot that was becoming increasingly damp.

Dawn closed her eyes as she began to breathe a little faster. When Wesley began to trace and caress the outline of her against the fabric, she shifted where she sat, and bit her lip

“We can’t deal with that group of demons that way, Angel,” he explained patiently. “They’re not new to this sort of thing, not wet about the ears, are they?” As he said the word wet, he pressed just enough to dampen the cotton even more while Dawn made a small, high sound in her throat.

“Yes,” he replied in answer to Angel’s question. “I can meet with them tomorrow morning if you like, to explain the nuances of the current circumstance as well as the subtleties of the situation that will soon develop.” At nuances he moved two fingers inside Dawn’s panties; at subtleties he began to work one of them inside of her.

She pressed back with a soft sigh, tilting her hips up and sliding down in the seat slightly to make his access easier. When he pulled his fingers away she made a small sound of protest, but when he eased his hand inside her panties so that he could slide two fingers inside her while letting her rub against the ball of his palm, she moaned almost inaudibly.

“Of course, at this stage we will have to share with them the results of our research on the matter.” He was silent for a moment as he listened, and then answered, “In that document I sent to you via email yesterday.”

He called up another document with his left hand while he kept his fingers thrusting at first with a steady rhythm and then harder and faster as he felt Dawn’s wetness on his right hand. “That’s right, that’s the one you want,” Wesley advised Angel in regards to the file.

Dawn ground against him now, steady little twists of her hips and tightening of her pussy around his fingers whenever he thrust back in.

“Not all of the information is pertinent, of course,” Wes advised Angel. “You’ll want to get rid of the bit on the bottom there.”

With a gasp, Dawn pushed her panties down to her knees and then leaned her head back against the seat, squirming against Wes’s touch.

“If you look at the key information on each of those,” Wesley interrupted Angel. “Yes, now you’re seeing the right information. Later, you’ll have to show me what you have on the matter.”

When Wesley looked to Dawn as he said this, she ducked her head and unbuttoned her blouse. She left her bra on once the shirt hung open, but raised her hands to cup and then caress her breasts through the cotton fabric as Wesley continued to stroke her (at the same time that he sent two of the files he’d pulled up to Angel).

“It will be hard, I imagine,” Wesley said into the headset. “But that’s the point, the point you want to keep stressing and worrying.” As he spoke the word point, he rubbed harder at Dawn and nodded in approval when she began to rub and tweak the points of her nipples.

Her lips were parted, her breathing coming faster and faster, when suddenly Wesley said, “I’ll have to put you on hold briefly, Angel; we’re about to enter a tunnel, so I’ll reconnect with you when we’ve made it out the other end.”

He clicked off the receiver and stroked even more deliberately. “That’s it, darling, touch yourself,” he whispered as Dawn rubbed the tips of her nipples faster and faster and worked her hips shamelessly against his hand. “My good girl,” he crooned to her when she began to cry out. He watched avidly as her orgasm made her wriggle and pant while she flicked her fingertips faster over the hard nubs of her breasts. “So good,” he told her as he felt the softness of her flutter and twitch around his fingers.

“I’ll return after the visit to the bookstores,” Wes concluded abruptly when he clicked the headset back on to address Angel. “Yes, I know I have assistants for this sort of thing, Angel,” he remarked while Dawn slid her panties back on and he surreptitiously licked his fingertips. “But you know, I’ve always been a hands-on sort of man.”

*~*the end*~*



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May. 2nd, 2006 02:46 am (UTC)
I. Love. You.

::is ded from teh hot::
May. 2nd, 2006 11:24 am (UTC)
*beams* So very glad you liked it!
May. 2nd, 2006 04:26 am (UTC)
omg!!!!! I, uh, can't talk. omg.

that was very... very... very good. yes, good. soooo good. Dawn is a good girl. Wesley is a bad man. They are very good together.

May. 2nd, 2006 11:25 am (UTC)
Hee, yay! So happy you liked bad Wes and Dawn here. Many thanks!
May. 2nd, 2006 04:26 am (UTC)
Ooo, naughty.
Dirty, bad, wrong... and totally awesome. *loves*
May. 2nd, 2006 11:26 am (UTC)
Re: Ooo, naughty.
Thank you so much!
May. 2nd, 2006 04:30 am (UTC)
sweet god that was hot and dirty as all the best wes/dawn is.
May. 2nd, 2006 11:26 am (UTC)
You're a love to read -- very glad you enjoyed it!
May. 2nd, 2006 05:53 am (UTC)
EEEEEEEE. Can't read now, but bookmarking for when I have time. YAY! I love ALL your fic, and Dawnfic by you is extra special. :)
May. 2nd, 2006 11:27 am (UTC)
Yay! I really hope that you enjoy this when you get a chance to read. *beams*
May. 2nd, 2006 05:54 am (UTC)
Multitasking pervy old Wesley! You know the uniform sends him into the stratosphere!
May. 2nd, 2006 11:28 am (UTC)
Heh, you know, obviously I enjoyed the Wes/Lilah arc in canon, but I didn't realize how incredibly pervy Wes is in my mind until I started writing these two together.
May. 2nd, 2006 05:56 am (UTC)
Not so much plot, but lots of pervy-moments if that's your thang.
It really is.
*is a perv*
Thanks for the early morning wake up Wes/Dawn porn.
It was wonderful.
May. 2nd, 2006 11:29 am (UTC)
So glad you liked! Thanks very much. :)
May. 2nd, 2006 06:11 am (UTC)
huh. apparently this is a major het-kink of mine...
May. 2nd, 2006 11:30 am (UTC)
Whee! Glad the kink worked for you.
May. 2nd, 2006 07:34 am (UTC)
I have no words, just letters...


That was excellent.

Lookit there. I did find some words.
May. 2nd, 2006 11:30 am (UTC)
Wonderful letters and words -- thanks so much for the lovely fb. :)
May. 2nd, 2006 08:37 am (UTC)
::is a puddle of extreme guh::
They really just egg each other on don't they?
May. 2nd, 2006 11:31 am (UTC)
Oh, they're a dangerous combination, these two. Glad you liked!
May. 2nd, 2006 11:48 am (UTC)
“Matching. Well done.”

My god, you write great (ambidextrous!) Wes. What a pair they make!
May. 2nd, 2006 12:01 pm (UTC)
Thank you so much! Yes, lots of possibilities with the two of them.
May. 2nd, 2006 01:55 pm (UTC)
Wow! What a way to wake up! Awesome stuff.
May. 2nd, 2006 02:09 pm (UTC)
Glad it was a good wake-up call! Thanks so much for checking this out and commenting.
May. 2nd, 2006 02:34 pm (UTC)
Pervy Wes, you are hot indeed. Dawn is a lucky little girl.
May. 2nd, 2006 03:18 pm (UTC)
Thanks! They're a pervilicious match!
May. 2nd, 2006 02:40 pm (UTC)
This? This is a way to start out my work day :) Homina.
May. 2nd, 2006 03:18 pm (UTC)
You rock so much for reading this. Yay, I'm very happy you enjoyed it!
May. 2nd, 2006 07:19 pm (UTC)
This is very very good. You've captured the aspects of Wes that I loved when he was with Lilah and there's an increased level of playfulness because it's Dawn. I love the details like Dawn's cross necklace, the matching underwear and all the Angel & Wes conversation. I really enjoyed all of Wes's double meanings.

I really like this dialogue:
“Hi daddy,” she said archly with a toss of her hair.
“Very amusing,” Wesley replied with a raised eyebrow. “Get in.”

Oh, and this is very very hot. Guh!!
May. 3rd, 2006 05:33 pm (UTC)
Thanks so much! This was such a fun, indulgence piece for me, so I'm really glad other people enjoyed reading it as well. I'm glad you liked the playful naughtiness. :)
May. 3rd, 2006 04:34 am (UTC)
Guh. And guh. And *thud*.

I do love me some competent Wes. :)
May. 3rd, 2006 05:32 pm (UTC)
Yay, so happy you liked this. Thanks very much for your comment.

Competent Wes is omgsohot!
May. 3rd, 2006 10:50 am (UTC)
I'm not really a Dawn/Wes fan but that fic was seriously hot!
May. 3rd, 2006 05:31 pm (UTC)
Thanks -- that's a great compliment!
May. 4th, 2006 07:10 pm (UTC)
Oh, good heavens but that was sexy.

I've never read this pairing before but I'm certainly glad for the curiousity that just drove me to click over from the Herald.

Great job, I could picture it all *quite* clearly.
May. 4th, 2006 08:09 pm (UTC)
Thank you very much! It's only the second time I've written the pairing, so I'm pleased it worked well for you.
May. 5th, 2006 09:45 pm (UTC)
Oh dear. Very very hot. Why do I have this kink? Why?
May. 5th, 2006 09:46 pm (UTC)
Thank you! Heee, because it's a hot, hot kink?
May. 9th, 2006 11:28 pm (UTC)
whoa, I've been looking for some Wes/Dawn and thank god I jst found this.

so freaking hawtt!
May. 10th, 2006 12:27 am (UTC)
Thank you very much! I'm so glad you enjoyed it. It's a new pairing for me to write, but I really love the possibilities between these two characters.
May. 10th, 2006 10:11 am (UTC)
Um ... wow. Wes is quite ambidexterious, isn't he? Definitely up for multiple, ah, challenges.

May. 10th, 2006 11:31 am (UTC)
He is indeed. Comes in, um, handy. :) Thanks for checking out the story.
May. 10th, 2006 08:58 pm (UTC)

OMG! In the name of all that is hot and sexy and naughty...That was absolutely stellar smut! Top-notch! I think you might have temporarily melted me! Wow...
May. 10th, 2006 09:04 pm (UTC)
Why, thank you! Very glad you liked this longer Wes/Dawn fic. :)
Jun. 5th, 2006 10:08 am (UTC)
I likey hehe
Jun. 5th, 2006 11:12 am (UTC)
Re: lovely!
Thank you very much!
Mar. 7th, 2007 12:18 am (UTC)
This is a pairing I've never read before and I'm surprised how well it worked. Dawn's uniform had me flashing to Lilah in her Fred glasses and how hot under the collar her "costume" made Wes. It's no wonder he's all over "Catholic Schoolgirl" Dawn. The running conversation with Angel made a wonderfully mundane backdrop to the hot sex. Phew! That was steamy.
Mar. 7th, 2007 02:14 am (UTC)
Thank you! I appreciate that you checked out the pairing and the fic here.

Oh, yes, Lilah's more-innocent-than-Fred outfit was an inspiration here. But Dawn totally wins, because of her being an actual schoolgirl *g*.

So glad to hear that you liked this!
Mar. 8th, 2007 12:22 am (UTC)
Oh my dear fucking god. Panty play is a HUUUUUGE kink of mine. Oh, WESLEY. How you so good, woman? The porn is HOOOOOOT.
Mar. 12th, 2007 02:56 pm (UTC)
Wheee, I'm really glad you like this! I just, guh, Dawn/Wesley was something I hadn't thought twice about before I read someone else saying "I need this!" and now it makes *perfect* sense to me. And of course this kind of scenario = sooooo fun to work with. Yay, thanks!
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