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Summary: *answer to The Next Level Challenge (100)* Dawn, Buffy, Willow and Anya discuss their fantasy about fiction men.

Categories Author Rating Chapters Words Recs Reviews Hits Published Updated Complete
Multiple Crossings > Multiple PairingsSerenaFR181985042,0448 Mar 038 Mar 03Yes
crossover with Anita Blake, Blade and Harry Potter
Anya/Deacon Frost, Buffy/Asher, Dawn/Draco, Willow/Jason
note: It really doesn't have any plot. I was just bored.
disclaimer : I own nothing

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"I'm bored."

"Me too."

Anya, Willow, Buffy and Dawn were sprawled in the Summers' lounge,
bored out of their minds. There were no baddies to fight, no
research to be done and most important of all, there was no male
around.

"Well," Anya started, "we could always track some guys. Orgasms are
always good for cheering up."

Willow raised an eyebrow. "Do you ever think about anything else
than sex?"

"Sometimes. But admit it would be fun. For my part, I've always
thought that sexy guy in Blade would probably be good in bed." She
heard several gasps. "Don't tell me you don't find Deacon Frost
sexy? Wouldn't you just love having him sucking on your neck? He is
one hell of a bad guy. I would have gladly participated in a
massacre with him." She sighed.

Buffy scrunched up her nose. "Eww! Anya, that's gross! I'd much
prefer a nice guy, thank you. Like that one in the books Willow told
me to read. Asher, that blond guy with blue eyes. Lurking in
shadows, silent. I'm sure there's passion hidden underneath it all.
He's the kind of guy I would just love to down to my bed, just to see
how long he'd last before losing control."

Silence. Dawn smirked. "You've given this a lot of thought, haven't
you? So, spill it, sis!"

"I don't know. I think I'd just kiss each scar just to make it all
better. And cool skin is definitely a plus, believe me. I'd love to
feel those cool hands soothing me, running over my body. And that
vamp endurance? I bet he would go on and on. I wouldn't complain.
Feeling him sliding inside of me for hours...and I can't believe I'm
telling you all this."

"Wow," Willow whispered.

"What do you mean `Wow'?" Dawn exclaimed. "I so didn't need to hear
my sister's sexual fantasy with a blonde Angel."

"Is that so?" Anya asked. "So, who or what is your guy, Dawn?"

"I don't like the brooding type. If I had to chose, I'd go with
Draco Malfoy."

"What?!" several voices exclaimed.

"I mean, he is sexy. He's like a little Spike. I love the accent
too. I bet he's the dominant type. The kind of guy who corner you
and just makes you tremble with a few words. I'd follow him
anywhere."

Dawn sighed and closed her eyes. "I'd lose myself in his grey eyes.
It probably wouldn't be very long before I beg him to just tear off
my clothes and take me. I wonder what it's like with a wizard?
Would he fill me up with magic as well? Feeling his power, both
light and dark, sweeping through me as he pushed inside of me. I bet
he'd know kinky spells. I'm sure he could do the trick like in
Dracula. You know, having sex while floating. I'd just love to lose
control and give him the power over me for just one night."

Buffy looked positively sick. "Scary visual place. Imagining my
little sister having sex with a wizard several feet over the bed."

"Like your better with mister cool hands and cock!"

Buffy squealed as Willow and Anya burst out, laughing. The slayer
turned toward the redhead. "And don't think we forgot about you,
Witch. So Will, what's your flavor?"

Willow blushed and mumbled something that looked like `Jason'. Now,
it was Buffy's time to laugh. "Damn, Will! You sure have a thing
for werewolf. Call of the wild?"

"Oh! Shut up!"

"Come on, Willow!" Dawn said. "What would you want the wolf do to
you?"

"I'd like him to be a bit more forceful than Oz. I can't help it, I
like it rough." The other girls gasped and Willow grinned
evilly. "Don't tell me you haven't figured it out by now, with
skanky vamp me visiting the Hellmouth."

She squirmed on her chair. "He's a big flirt, but I wouldn't tell
him no. He may be submissive to the vamps, but he's still a wolf.
He would have no trouble pinning me down. I'm sure he could put his
mouth to good use, too. God, feeling him lapping me up. Letting me
calm down just to start back again. Feeling him push inside of me,
over and over, feeling him spill inside of me as he gave up control.
After a wild round, I'd just want to cuddle and pet him, making him
growl in pleasure, maybe getting him `up' again."

"Willow!" Buffy exclaimed playfully. "I didn't know you had such a
dirty mind."

Anya sighed. "Well, I'm even less satisfied than ten minutes ago.
Now I'm all horny and there's no male around, not even Giles, Xander
or Spike."

The three mortals shuddered, not wanting to think one second about
the three other scoobies.

"If only it could happen for real," Dawn whispered. "Hey Will!
Think you're up for another `my will be done' spell?"

"No way! It would just backfire or give a nasty turn to my words."

Buffy frowned. "So do not want to make out with Spike again. And
Willow making wishes happen is of no good."

A mischievous look entered Willow's eyes and a silent message passed
between her, the slayer and the key. They all looked at each other
before turning toward Anya.

"What are you looking at me for?" Suddenly, she understood. "Oh
no! I'm a vengeance demon, not a matchmaker."

"Come on, Anya!" Dawn said, jumping up from her chair. "It'll be fun
and you'll have your orgasm with Deacon Frost." She smiled brightly.

The vengeance demon thought about it for a few seconds. "Okay,
okay." She snapped her fingers, the three mortals disappearing
instantly, getting inside their fantasies. "I hope D"Hoffryn never
hear of this," she muttered before disappearing herself.

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