I'm sooo going to hell
Aug. 17th, 2003 12:30 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
essene_backupMy eyes are almost falling out of my head. This is gonna have to be it for tonight--even though the damn bitch won't let me be!
Dawn sat down hard on the bed. He'd been here. In her room. The closet was open, shoes were spilling out and the duster was gone. It was the only thing missing. Spike had been in her room. Spiralling heat flooded her belly and her clit started to pulse.
"Honey?" Her mom filled the doorway, looked at the jumble of shoes on the floor, and almost as an afterthought, cocked her head as if searching for a memory.
"Yeah?" Dawn felt a net of panic drape over the pleasant heat in her pelvis, dragging it down and away.
Her mom was still searching for something, "Did you get a new perfume? Something...with musk?"
"Uhhh...no?" Dawn had no idea why her mom would ask such an odd question.
Joyce shook her head as if to clear it. "Hmm. I just wanted to make sure you finished your project for history. Do you need to go to the library or anything tomorrow? Buffy and I can drop you off on the way to the airport and she can get you on the way back. That'll give you the better part of the day there." She sat down next to Dawn, and held her hand, all motherly with care.
Dawn had actually finished a few weeks ago, but she thought for a moment and made other plans in her head. "Sure, I could use a few more sources to really knock Mr. Krietzer off his feet." She smiled.
"Okay, it's a plan." Joyce sniffed the air once more and said, "A new lotion maybe? There's an aroma in the air in here that I just can't put my finger on...."
Dawn sniffed the air as well and felt the nervousness start to build, it was kind of musky like when she played with herself, but...this was a little different...had she been masturbating so much that it smelled like that in here? Oh god. She was going to hell.
Quickly she agreed with her mom, "Oh yah. I forgot, it's this new lotion that Janice gave me. She didn't like it much, so I said I'd use it."
Her mom, nodded her head, "That must be it. Dinner will be ready in 1/2 an hour." Dawn listened to her as she walked back to the stairs and down to fix dinner.
Dawn collapsed backwards on the bed. She was going to have to do a quick load of...she smelt the aroma even stronger here. She turned her cheek to the comforter and felt something...cold, slightly sticky. Rolling over she took a better look at it. It was a dark spot on the cool green of the bed. She scanned the rest of the bed. There were 5 or six of them. Like something had been...sprayed? And soaked in...recently. In the center of one spot there was a small remnant of whatever it was. Creamy, jellied. Gross. Dawn touched it with one finger, brought it closer to her nose. That was causing the smell alright!
She thought about it. She hadn't been in her room since 2 or 3 that afternoon. It was almost 8. If it was something she had done, it'd be dry by now. The only other person in her room was....Spike. Things clicked into place like a sliding puzzle. This must be...semen.
She fairly crowed with delight. He still wanted her! Here was proof! He had masturbated himself, right here on her bed! She examined the liquid on her fingertip, rubbed it between her thumb, smooth, thick, like I get when I've been working at it for awhile. She looked at it again and finally raised the finger to her lips, tasting it. Salty. She hadn't expected that. And...a little meaty? Like a good steak, but with....tang. Her tounge salivated a little at the back, like when she ate a really good Lemonhead. It was...interesting. She scanned her bed. The rest had either seeped in, or (as she noticed the streaks) wiped away.
Grinning happily she stuck her finger in her mouth, swung her legs back and forth, and sucked.
Dawn sat down hard on the bed. He'd been here. In her room. The closet was open, shoes were spilling out and the duster was gone. It was the only thing missing. Spike had been in her room. Spiralling heat flooded her belly and her clit started to pulse.
"Honey?" Her mom filled the doorway, looked at the jumble of shoes on the floor, and almost as an afterthought, cocked her head as if searching for a memory.
"Yeah?" Dawn felt a net of panic drape over the pleasant heat in her pelvis, dragging it down and away.
Her mom was still searching for something, "Did you get a new perfume? Something...with musk?"
"Uhhh...no?" Dawn had no idea why her mom would ask such an odd question.
Joyce shook her head as if to clear it. "Hmm. I just wanted to make sure you finished your project for history. Do you need to go to the library or anything tomorrow? Buffy and I can drop you off on the way to the airport and she can get you on the way back. That'll give you the better part of the day there." She sat down next to Dawn, and held her hand, all motherly with care.
Dawn had actually finished a few weeks ago, but she thought for a moment and made other plans in her head. "Sure, I could use a few more sources to really knock Mr. Krietzer off his feet." She smiled.
"Okay, it's a plan." Joyce sniffed the air once more and said, "A new lotion maybe? There's an aroma in the air in here that I just can't put my finger on...."
Dawn sniffed the air as well and felt the nervousness start to build, it was kind of musky like when she played with herself, but...this was a little different...had she been masturbating so much that it smelled like that in here? Oh god. She was going to hell.
Quickly she agreed with her mom, "Oh yah. I forgot, it's this new lotion that Janice gave me. She didn't like it much, so I said I'd use it."
Her mom, nodded her head, "That must be it. Dinner will be ready in 1/2 an hour." Dawn listened to her as she walked back to the stairs and down to fix dinner.
Dawn collapsed backwards on the bed. She was going to have to do a quick load of...she smelt the aroma even stronger here. She turned her cheek to the comforter and felt something...cold, slightly sticky. Rolling over she took a better look at it. It was a dark spot on the cool green of the bed. She scanned the rest of the bed. There were 5 or six of them. Like something had been...sprayed? And soaked in...recently. In the center of one spot there was a small remnant of whatever it was. Creamy, jellied. Gross. Dawn touched it with one finger, brought it closer to her nose. That was causing the smell alright!
She thought about it. She hadn't been in her room since 2 or 3 that afternoon. It was almost 8. If it was something she had done, it'd be dry by now. The only other person in her room was....Spike. Things clicked into place like a sliding puzzle. This must be...semen.
She fairly crowed with delight. He still wanted her! Here was proof! He had masturbated himself, right here on her bed! She examined the liquid on her fingertip, rubbed it between her thumb, smooth, thick, like I get when I've been working at it for awhile. She looked at it again and finally raised the finger to her lips, tasting it. Salty. She hadn't expected that. And...a little meaty? Like a good steak, but with....tang. Her tounge salivated a little at the back, like when she ate a really good Lemonhead. It was...interesting. She scanned her bed. The rest had either seeped in, or (as she noticed the streaks) wiped away.
Grinning happily she stuck her finger in her mouth, swung her legs back and forth, and sucked.
