Dawn

The door stopped rattling. Buffy breathed a sigh of relief for a moment, praying that meant whoever it was had given up. And then it opened.

Oh god, they had a key! Buffy squeaked, then bit her lip, silently struggling to try and get out of Willow's spell. But, no, whatever she tried her feet were planted on the ground, her arms to her sides mid-run.

Just so long as they didn't look, just so long as they didn't look...

"Buffy?"

Buffy squeaked to hear her sister's voice, Dawn walking up the stairs before suddenly freezing and staring. Buffy's cheeks burned; she tried futilely once more to squirm, to at least try to cover up if she couldn't run into her room.

"What..." Dawn's voice trailed off.

"It's a long story," Buffy said, slightly panicked. "J-just go to your room, it- I'll be back to normal soon."

Hopefully, she thought silently. So long as Willow and Tara got finished with whatever they were doing soon.

She whimpered, far too aware of how she must look, stuck in the hallway without so much as a stitch on. She bit her lip; why wasn't Dawnie going? It wasn't far to her room, and _she _wasn't the one stuck in place.

And then Dawn grinned.

"Oh, this is brilliant!" Dawn said.

"Wh-what?" Buffy said.

"Stay right there!" Dawn said.

Like she had a choice; Buffy should have been relieved when Dawn started half-skipping into her room, but something made her a little nervous.

This spell couldn't last much longer, could it?

There was a loud sound of rummaging through the open door to Dawn's room; apparently she wasn't interested in taking her time. It was a little less than a minute before the noise quietened, and seconds later and Dawn was running back out into the hallway.

In her hand was a camera. It was a disposable she'd been gotten for a school trip coming up, one Buffy was suddenly regretting buying so soon.

"Dawn!" Buffy squeaked. "What are you-"

"Just a little **** material..." Dawn murmured.

Eyes widening, Buffy shouted; "Willow! Any time!"

Dawn hesitated; there wasn't any response.

"Willow!" Buffy called, a little more desperately. At the continuing silence, Dawn grinned.

She started at a distance, snapping a few quick shots in a hurry as though Buffy was about to vanish. Then, tentatively, she started taking her time, getting better angles and sweeping up and down Buffy's exposed body. Buffy flushed even deeper.

"Not the time to work out sibling rivalries, Dawn!" Buffy squeaked.

"Seems like exactly the time to me," Dawn said. She was still grinning.

Buffy blushed deeper as Dawn moved closer. She seemed a little wary; Buffy did her best to strain against the spell, to justify that wariness. At the very least steal the camera...

Slowly, though, Dawn realised that her big sister really was trapped.

Dawn crouched, snapping a close up of Buffy's pussy. Buffy squeaked.

"Joke's over, Dawnie," Buffy said, voice a little higher. "Very funny. Now you can stop and-"

"Nuh-uh, no way," Dawn said. "Now you can stop complaining whenever I do something you don't like."

Buffy squeaked; Dawn crawled past her, starting to get a few rear shots. It should have been easier when she wasn't looking at Dawn, being constantly reminded of how much her sister could see, but she could still hear the click of the camera.

"Should probably keep these at a friend's," Dawn mused. "And get a few copies. Make sure you don't... oops, out of film. Guess you won't mind getting me another for the trip though?"

Buffy squeaked.

"Just need to get these developed, Buff," Dawn said, then giggled to herself. "Hee, Buff in the buff."

She walked past her blushing big sister, less wary that time. Buffy still couldn't move.

"Can't wait to see how they react to these," Dawn said, tapping the camera.

"Dawn, can we talk about this?" Buffy said, voice high.

"Of course," Dawn said chirpily. "After. You always get to play the Slayer-card, only fair I get a card to play too."

"Willow, Willow, ah, Willow!" Tara screamed, silently thanking the Goddess Willow had the presence of mind to put up a quick soundproofing charm; no one could hear them, and they couldn't hear outside. She wound her fingers in her girlfriend's short red hair, arching back before slumping down, breathless.

Willow slowly slipped out of her grasp, sliding up her body to smile down at her.

"Be honest," Willow murmured. She leant down, kissing Tara for a long second, lips still wet. "Who were you thinking of, me or Buffy?"

"I- uh," Tara's cheeks went pink.

"I don't mind," Willow said. Her tone dropped lower, sultry, "What would you do to her?"

"Willow!" Tara said.

Despite the soundproofing charm, Tara dropped her voice to a whisper, embarrassed at the idea of Buffy overhearing.

"What? We both saw her naked," Willow said. She smirked. "I saw you staring. I did too; I mean, naked Buffy, who wouldn't?"

Distracted for a moment, Willow leant down to kiss her girlfriend again. Tara almost shivered from the contact.

"Sh-shouldn't we be helping her?" Tara said. "I can get dressed now."

"She'll be fine," Willow said. "Nothing could go wrong. Besides, now you can remember what she looks like, that she's still standing out there, looking exactly the same."

Tara's breath caught in her throat for a moment. Then she smiled.

"Vixen," Tara murmured.

Willow smirked. "You never did answer my question. What would you do to her? Or, if you could prefer, I can show you what I'd do..."

A soft moan escaped Tara's lips as Willow's fingers darted down, crossing the same spot her lips had been moments before.

It had been unexpected but, well, getting a nice long look at their nude friend had been far from the worse that could happen. In the end, Willow reflected, getting her dressed again probably wasn't too much of a priority.