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She was waiting for her mother on the landing, trying to look as casual as possible.
"Are you ok mom? You look a little pale?"
"I'm ok Buffy, I just feel so tired this morning. And my throat hurts so," she reached up to where Drusilla had bitten her but Buffy's fingers beat her to it.
"Owww!"
"Sorry mom, your glands feel really swollen. Maybe you should take the day off. I'll take Dawn to school."
"Huh?" Dawn stuck her head around the corner of the bathroom door, her toothbrush still in her mouth.
"Mom's not well, she's going to take today off," Buffy announced firmly.
"I'm not sure Buffy, I've got that new exhibit coming today..."
"Exhibits can wait. Go back to bed mom and we'll make you breakfast."
"Yeah mom, you go back to bed and I'll stay home from school and take care of you," Dawn declared.
"NO!" Buffy and Joyce spoke at the same instant.
Dawn huffed, crossing her arms over the front of her pyjamas. "Well, I'll make you some soup then?"
"That's a much better idea, c'mon mom, I'll tuck you in," Dawn skipped downstairs to the kitchen as Buffy led Joyce back to her room, sitting her on the bed to take off her robe and slippers. She smiled as she considered that her mother was unknowingly sitting in the exact spot where she and Drusilla had fucked the night before.
"God, I look white as a sheet!" Joyce exclaimed staring at herself in the bedroom mirror. She shrugged "At least no headache today."
Buffy looked at her strangely. "Headaches?"
"Too much coffee. When your daughter's a slayer you wait up a lot. Of course, you and Dawn fighting like two cats in a sack doesn't help."
"We'll try and keep it down. You get some sleeep and I'll switch you to decaf from now on," She tucked her in, drawing the sheets carefully over her. "I love you, mom."
She didn't know why she'd said it but the look Joyce gave her in return seemed to lift her about a foot in the air with happiness. "I love you too, honey."
Buffy paused for a moment feeling an overwhelming desire welling within her. With one finger she slowly caressed Joyce's shoulder, casually brushing the strap of her nightie down, exposing most of Joyce's left breast. Joyce looked at her with uncertainty.
"Buffy...?" she began nervously.
Buffy slid off the other strap. Joyce's nightie dropped down revealing her formidable breasts in all their glory.
"We mustn't..." Joyce protested with an utter lack of conviction.
Her hands remained firmly at her sides as Buffy began to eagerly grope and suckle on her mother's titties, any objections replaced by a series of ecstatic, low moans. She didn't resist at all when Buffy pulled off the remainder of her nightwear and ripped off her lacy white panties. Joyce began to buck and grind her hips against Buffy's teasing, probing tongue, throwing her hands behind her head in a gesture of utter surrender, biting her lip to prevent herself crying out in sheer pleasure as her daughter licked so skilfully at her own mother's cunny. She orgasmed in a shuddering deluge of juices which Buffy gratefully lapped up.
As soon as Joyce's breathing returned to normal Buffy gave her a long, searching kiss, Joyce eagerly returning it, both women tenderly cradling each other's heads in their hands. Joyce was surprised yet intrigued to taste the sexy, salty aroma of her own cunny in her daughter's mouth. When they finally broke away Buffy lowered Joyce into her bed and pulled the covers over her, tucking her in with a care derived from boundless affection.
Joyce spoke at last. "Buffy?"
"Yes, mom?" she sat down on the bed and stroked Joyce's hair with one hand. With her tongue she deftly cleaned the last of Joyce's vaginal juices from her lips.
"D-did that really just happen?"
"Did what just happen?" Buffy shrugged. She leaned forward and gave Joyce a loving little kiss on her cheek, her mother closing her eyes in sheer bliss as Buffy continued to stroke her hair.
Downstairs there came the smell of burning soup. "BUFFY!" Dawn yelled.
"Coming!" Buffy replied, pocketing Joyce's torn panties as she sprinted from the room.
* * *
No vamps. Not one. No demons either, even the harmless ones were lying low. Obviously the word was out. No Drusilla either. Buffy had checked the crypt but there was nothing. She was disappointed not to find Dru waiting for her on the step.
"BUFFY! HELP ME!" They were on the sofa. Dawn sat on Drusilla's lap struggling frantically against her overpowering grasp. ‘Of course,’ thought Buffy, ‘I invited her in.’
Unhurriedly she pulled up a chair and sat before them. "Dawn, do you trust me?"
"What? Yes, yes I trust you, now HELP ME!"
"Dawn do you love me?"
"Yes, yes, of course I love you."
Her eyes bulged unbelievingly as Buffy reached forward and removed the cross from around her neck, leaving her open for Drusilla. Buff nodded to the vampire and sat back.
It was fascinating to watch it happen. Drusilla held Dawn as helpless as a little mouse trapped in the jaws of a marauding cat. She gently brushed Dawn's hair away from her neck and hesitated a moment, relishing the anticipation. Dawn felt it too, trembling with fear and uncertainty.
She gasped as Drusilla sank her fangs deep into her neck, the exquisite moment when the pointed tips pressed against the skin. It resisted for a deliciously potent second before breaking and allowing them entrance. Buffy recognised the first stage as Dawn continued to struggle and writhe, not realising that her body was no longer hers, that it belonged absolutely to the vampire to do with as it pleased as soon as those sharp, sharp fangs pierced the flesh.
She watched Dawn begin to melt into the second phase, acceptance. She grew weaker, her eyes glazing, her breaths growing slower and shallower, the struggling stopped, her arms drooping limply by her sides. As Drusilla drained her blood she realised the futility of resisting and embraced her conquest, surrendering herself to the fangs in her neck, the beautiful erotic sensation of Dru's sucking in time with her own heartbeat producing the most amazingly pleasurable pulsing feeling. Dawn grew to accept the teeth invading her body, to welcome them, to love them, to wonder how she ever lived without them.
Her head lolled back as Drusilla broke away a second, a tiny cry emanating from her. Even Dawn herself couldn't tell if it was in pleasure or pain. Dru smiled and licked Dawn's blood from her lips. "She tastes so sweet, so pure. Still a virgin with so much bright green energy. I could just drain her dry."
Buffy smiled. It was a measure of how much she trusted Drusilla that she didn't feel the slightest concern for Dawns' safety. She just knew Drusilla wouldn't hurt her.
"Green energy?" she wondered.
She forgot all about it as Drusilla gently traced her fangs along Dawn's lovely smooth shoulder back towards the puncture wounds. Slowly and deliberately the semi-conscious Dawn stretched her head back to allow her better access. As Drusilla's teeth re-entered the existing puncture marks and started sucking again in big greedy swallows. Dawn closed her eyes in ecstasy, knowing she was nothing more than Drusilla's plaything and loving every moment of it. She had reached the third stage, surrender. She wanted nothing more than Drusilla sucking on her forever, draining her blood until not a single drop was left, not caring if she lived or died.
Dru's fingers undid Dawns' jeans and found their way inside her tiny white cotton panties. Dawn began to arch her back and spread her legs obscenely wide as they tentatively explored her tight virgin cunny. Buffy giggled slightly as she spotted that the front of Dawns' now sopping wet panties had the image of a kitten on them, winking saucily.
Dru's other hand worked its way under Dawn's T-shirt and began to tease the nipples of her increasingly large breasts, so swollen that Buffy could see them even through the material of her bra. It occurred to her for the first time what a truly beautiful young woman her s!ster had become. She was certain to break all the boys' hearts.
And maybe a few of the girls too.
Dawn moaned for the first time and with her last remaining strength reached up and took Drusilla around the back of the neck, drawing her head down, urging her on and on. Her other hand went on Drusilla's, trying to force it deeper and deeper into her cunt. She came so hard Buffy momentarily feared that mom might be awakened by her screaming and uncontrollable shuddering as Drusilla brought her effortlessly to climax after climax. But then Dru's hypnotism could easily take care of mom if she did come down. And the neighbours had long since learned to ignore screaming at 1630 Revello.
Buffy wondered if these were Dawn's first orgasms. She knew she'd never been with anyone else before, they'd never talked about masturbation, did she even know how to do it? She vaguely wondered how she'd ever bring the subject up.
Drusilla broke away from Dawn neck and withdrew her hand from between her thighs. She placed one of her fingers to Dawn's lips and Dawn obediently took it into her mouth and sucked it, cleaning it eagerly of her own cunt juices. She proffered another finger to Buffy who repeated Dawn's performance in an instant. She had to admit, much as she was enamoured of Drusilla, Dawn really did taste sweeter than syrup.
Dawn was suckling on Drusilla's right breast. Buffy fell to her knees and joined her, wrapping her mouth hungrily around Drusilla's left nipple. She clasped Dawns' hands together in her left hand and guided them under the folds of Dru's dress, making sure she knew exactly how to masturbate a woman from now on, bringing herself off to a momentous climax with her own right hand as she did so.
When they had finished Drusilla effortlessly swung Dawn up into her arms and carried her up the staircase, strengthened by the fresh young blood she had imbibed. Dawn lay limply, her head rested on Dru's shoulder like a baby's, Buffy following dutifully behind. They changed her into her pyjamas and tucked her in like a fragile little doll. Her skin felt warmer as the blankets surrounded her, Buffy checking her pulse, finding it a little slow but still strong. Her body would probably be able to replenish most of the blood she'd lost by morning; she'd hardly notice it was gone.
"I'll make her a big plate of pancakes for breakfast," Buffy decided. "Dawn likes pancakes."
"Goodnight Miss Edith," Drusilla whispered kissing her on the cheek. Dawn smiled in her slumber at the touch of Drusilla's cold, cold kiss.
"Goodnight pet," Buffy kissed her other cheek.
"Goodnight Buffy," she murmured back.
Buffy was startled. She decided to try her luck. "I love you Dawn."
"I love you too," Dawn drifted into a deep, dreamless sleeep. Buffy felt she could spend hours just standing there, watching her, listening to her breathe in and out.
Drusilla was waiting at the bedroom door as Buffy emerged, a massive grin on her face. "You look happy, peaches."
Buffy sighed. "We get on so well together when she's unc0nscious."
* * *
"You're her mom, right," The bonnet was a dead give-away.
"My daughter is dead. She died a century ago. It is only a demon who wears her face now."
Buffy leaned back on her pillow and just looked at her, sadly.
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