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Dawn couldn't speak let alone move. Her body stilled and her mind froze. She just stared at Sirius until she was sure the cows had come home. Then without thinking her body just reacted. "To where?" she asked. She had to take a step back actually frightening herself that she had spoken.

He'd asked her to come somewhere with him but this place could just be the bedroom to check maintenance or even just outside but she had a feeling it had a deeper meaning. Sirius didn't seem like the type of guy to be secretive but the way he looked at her he seemed to be doing more than looking at her or even more than studying her.

As if he heard her thoughts he smirked and pulled her closer, wrapping his arms around her waist and forehead against hers. Dawn's eyes shot to his as she tried to concentrate on him.

"Where you belong" he explained in a very seductive voice. He wanted the small woman to go with him and he wasn't leaving without a yes. She was perfect for him. Slight alterations to her appearance would be essential and she would be taught the rules and obligations of his house. She was perfect beyond belief.

"W-Where is that?" Dawn asked. Her stutter was inevitable. Even though she was gazing dead into his eyes, she was so scared and intimidated by this figure in front of her. He seemed so Dominate, she had always had dominate men in her life, but never an attractive one. How did he know where she belonged? She thought.

Sirius smirked. Although the name Sirius suited him, his smirk was constant around her, as if she was just there to amuse him. Considering it, Dawn decided that could be very plausible. Her life was a joke. Maybe he needed a cheer up. Then again she didn't know him. Maybe he was a different person around others.

"Where do you think you belong Dawn?" He asked. Dawn's hands stopped fidgeting. He knew her name. And the way he said it had the hairs on the back of her neck rising, as if he wanted to be moaning it. Dawn wanted him to scream it.

Blinking a couple times to get that thought out of her head, she also realised the position they were in and the place; one of his arms was around her waist holding her close to his body while the other hand made its way to her upper thigh holding it close to his hip but not high enough to be off the ground; His face was close to hers, so close she could feel his breath on her lips and lips brush hers slightly when he spoke. They were so close, in the dark they would have been one person.

Though Dawn grasped the reality of the situation, she didn't want to move. She was drawn to his serenity. Dawn knew he was her escape, as much as she didn't want to leave her home, her life; she wanted him to take her away from it all. But she couldn't. He wouldn't want her and once he was through with her he would find another. There was no doubt in her mind...so she would save herself the trouble.

Getting out of his hold, as hard as that was, Dawn brushed herself off and moved back behind the counter. "Mr Sirius, if that is your real name, I don't think it's a very good idea to go with you anywhere. I don't know you and I like my place here, in Weed" she explained, feeling bad for lying to him, though it was partly true; she didn't know him.

"Come with me, to get a real coffee, not sweat and dirt in a cup, and I will tell you everything you want to know" Sirius stated before following her behind the counter. She had a feeling she couldn't say no.

**1 Hour Later**

Sirius and Dawn were sitting in a Gloria Jeans. They were sitting outside and Dawn was chattering. She hadn't brought a jacket, considering the other one had coffee all over it. Sirius had insisted she wear his leather jacket but in exchange he sit between her legs on the oversized chair. Dawn didn't have a stubborn bone in her body but she still complained for quite a while until Sirius threatened her. She didn't need another warning and sat between his legs and draped the jacket over her body and his, tugging her arms underneath the jacket. Every so often she stole smells of it, loving the masculinity wrapping around her. Dawn sighed and snuggled into him further and then realised what she was doing. Her eyes widened and she almost jumped out of his arms but Sirius held her there.

"Why are you running from me? Don't do it." he asked her. She wanted him to say her name but he didn't. That thought made her want to run away further. What was going on with her? Why was she so comfortable? But just the way he demanded or told her what to do was making her body react to him, making her want to obey every order.