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 Title: Alone at last Author: Angel Jade Rating: NC-17 Warnings: Sex, language, PWP Spoilers: BB&B S2 BtVS Pairings: Buffy/Xander Summary: “Buff, for the love of God, don’t open that raincoat…” Setting: Set in BB&B, season 2 of Buffy. A slight what if. Begins with lines from the show, which I obviously don’t own, then goes off into my own work, then ends with a couple of show lines. Feedback: angel-jade@buffyrocks.co.uk Distribution: If you’ve had my permission before, you have it now. Anyone else, ask first please. Disclaimer: I do not claim to own the characters in the fic, nor do I make money from borrowing them. “Alone at last.” Xander stood, open-mouthed as Buffy stood across the other side of the library, wearing a rather short raincoat. Xander just *knew* there was nothing underneath. A fact that would usually have had him unable to breathe, let alone talk…but this was a bad situation. Whatever Buffy was doing, was his fault. “Buffy, give me a heart attack!” “Oh,” Buffy smiled playfully as she began to walk over, her bare thighs moving with a sexual grace Xander usually only saw in his dreams. “I’m going to give you more than that.” She began to undo the raincoat, watching Xander’s face with amused interest. Xander began to back away, his hands raised in panic. “Buff, for the love of God, don’t open that raincoat.” “Come on!” She grinned. “It’s a party! Aren’t you gonna open your present?” Nervously back stepping, Xander began to stutter out his words. “It’s not that I don’t want to. Sometimes the remote possibility that you might like me was all that sustained me. But not now.” Tripping over the steps, Xander landed rather painfully on them, looking up at the blonde slayer looming over him. “Not like this. This isn’t real to you.” Buffy smirked as she placed her leg over him. “You’re only here because of a spell.” Xander said, breathing hard as he tried not to look at her leg. Buffy looked down at him, a smile playing on her lips. “Don’t you wanna play?” Xander’s eyes trailed down the body of the girl he wanted so badly, and he couldn’t help hesitating. This was Buffy. This was Buffy coming onto him wearing only a raincoat. This was also his best friend. “Buffy, I can’t…” Undoing the rest of the raincoat, Buffy let it slip off behind her. “Sure?” “Oh God…” Xander whispered, feeling the beginnings on an erection just at the sight of her. “Buff…please…” “Please what?” She asked, moving to lean over him. “Fuck you?” Xander swallowed hard. “Stop, before you do something you regret, okay?” “I’m a big girl, Xander.” Buffy said, her hand running down from his hip to his crotch. “I can make my own decisions.” Xander groaned as she began to rub her hand across the bulge in his pants. His hips unintentionally rose off the stairs, seeking more pressure on his straining hard on. “Now do you wanna play?” Buffy asked, her whole body moving down to rub against him, in one erotic movement. Xander couldn’t quite formulate words, so he simply nodded, closing his eyes. The fact he could feel her naked body rubbing against him was bad enough, he knew he couldn’t watch her. “Open your eyes.” Buffy demanded. “Watch me.” Xander slowly complied, lying beneath her as she pressed down onto him. He watched as her hand stopped rubbing and began to play with his pants, quickly pulling them away, boxers and all. He let out a small gasp as the cold air hit his cock and he realised he was half naked. In front of Buffy. “Oh God, Buffy we have to stop. We’re in the library…and you’re under a spell…and Giles is gonna be so mad we’re doing this here…” Random thoughts coming into his head were streaming out as his control slipped. Buffy wrapped her hand around his erection. “What Giles doesn’t know, won’t hurt him.” Xander tried to think of a better argument as to why they should stop, but it seemed that Buffy’s hand was effectively stopping him from gaining even the simplest of thoughts. Buffy held onto his cock as she straddled him, easing down until his cock pushed into her. His hands tightened on the stairs, finger nails digging in despite the pain. He moaned as she sank down onto his cock, surrounding him with her tight warmth. He did his best to sit, without having to move her. Their chests met just as Buffy began to move up and down on his cock, moving him in and out of her. His hands moved cautiously up to her breasts, touching them gently. The last time he’d done anything like that, Cordelia hadn’t been too impressed. Buffy closed her eyes as Xander gained the confidence to rub against the nipples, caressing the soft flesh. “Harder…do it harder, please.” She gasped, as she ground down onto his cock. One arm wrapped around her back, almost in her hair, the other on her breast, Xander quickly obeyed. He began to roll the nipple slightly, even pinching it occasionally. His whole body moved with Buffy’s, even to the point of lifting himself to drive his own cock back into her. Buffy moaned her appreciation as her inner muscles tightened round his cock, her cries getting louder. Xander felt an overwhelming feeling of pleasure as he came inside her, burying his face in her chest. “I knew you’d enjoy it.” She said, happily, pulling away and looking at him with love in her eyes. Xander felt a wave of sickness in the pit of his stomach. He couldn’t believe he’d actually done this to her. “Buffy…I’m so sorry…” Xander whispered. Getting off him, Buffy frowned. “What?” Xander immediately grabbed his clothes and began to dress, even offering Buffy her raincoat back, which she began to replace. “I didn’t mean to…please don’t hate me when you’re you again.” Xander begged. “What’s that supposed to mean?” Buffy demanded, her face contorting in anger. “Buffy, please calm down…” Xander pleaded. “I’ll calm down when you explain yourself!” She yelled. A new voice interrupted them from behind. Amy stood there, her eyes enraged with the same jealousy Buffy wore. “Get away from him.” The End |
