[livejournal.com profile] otherways - Dawn's Sex Journal

Sep. 13th, 2006 07:37 pm
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It's been damned near forever since I've written in this thing, figured it was time to jot something down.

I probably won't be writing in here much anymore anyway, since I've long since out-grown the need to explore my sexuality via Bee's handwritten notes.

So - anything I write in here after today will just be recordings of sex-ploits - good or bad. Hopefully they'll all be good. Anyway - I'm outta here. I think I hear Bee...

Dawn is sitting on the bed wearing a pair of jeans and a cropped top - and the collar, of course. But underneath her top is a fun little piece of jewelry for Bee to discover.

Date: 2006-09-14 11:29 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] angelus-amadeo.livejournal.com
Bee walks into the room, tossing her things on the bed, and simply immediately begins to strip out of her clothes. It's not supposed to be sexy. It's just too damn hot to be dressed, and she wants a shower.

She only really realises that Dawn's there when she turns, and sees Dawn putting the book down.

"Still keeping that going?"

Date: 2006-09-14 11:35 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] angelus-amadeo.livejournal.com
Boys would cream themselves over what's in the nightstand.

Bee, however, raises an eyebrow, grinning.

"Have I been keeping you that busy?" she asks, coming over the slide he finger under the collar, skin against the skin that's covered by leather.

Date: 2006-09-14 11:43 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] angelus-amadeo.livejournal.com
She curls her fingers around the collar, pulling Dawn up just enough to lean down to nibble and kiss her lips.

"Tell me about them while we go shower."

It's only when they shower that the collar's removed. But Bee makes sure that Dawn knows her place anyway.

Date: 2006-09-14 11:48 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] angelus-amadeo.livejournal.com
"You're always dirty," she whispers against Dawn's mouth, sliding hands around to unclip the ring of leather, fingers sliding over flesh, her mouth dropping to kiss the skin the collar covers.

Date: 2006-09-16 06:51 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] angelus-amadeo.livejournal.com
She makes a please noise in the back of her throat as she reaches down to pinch one of Dawn's nipples...

And encounters something strange.

"What's that?"


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