Disclaimer: I do not own Buffy the Vampire Slayer
Set during Season 2 of BTVS during Passion.
Warnings: Slash, foul language, malemale kissing.
Secret Lover
"Let go of him you bitch!" Xander shouted at the vampire attempting to take his best friend. Darla grabbed him by the collar of his shirt and threw him against a tree.
He slid down and looked at the blonde vampire running off with his best friend into the night. "Jesse no!!!!!"
Xander woke up with a vicious jolt. Drenched in sweat he sat up and turned his bedside lamp on. Angelus was illuminated on the end of his bed, staring at him, eyes filled with lust. Xander's eyes went wide and he fumbled for a stake from under his bed. Angelus smiled at him, "Quit your search Harris, I got rid of all the stakes in here while you slept."
Here we are the two of us together
Taking this crazy chance to be all alone
we both know that we should not be together,
cause if they found out
it could mess up, both our happy homes.
Xander sighed and looked at Angelus, fearful. "Wh-wha-what do you want?" Angelus smiled and moved closer to him, "You see Xander, I haven't been able to keep my mind offa you these past couple of weeks." Xander tried to keep his cool, every fiber in his being was telling him to run out of the room screaming. "How did you get in here?" He finally spoke up. "Your window." "Oh."
I hate to think about us all meeting up together,
as soon as I looked at you it would show on my face.
Then they'll know that we've been loving each other.
They can never no, oh no, we can't leave a trace.
Angelus scooted closer til he was right next to Xander. Xander immediately sat up and attempted to move away, but Angelus's grip was on his arm. Xander whimpered. Angelus smiled and caressed Xander's face, "Hush childe, it's okay. I won't hurt you." Angelus's face got closer and closer to his. Xander was frozen with fear. Cold, dead lips ghosted over his and he shivered.
Secret Lovers that's what we are, we shouldn't be together
but we can't let it go, oh no, cause we love each other so.
Xander surprised himself and Angelus by deepening the kiss, arms wrapping around his neck. Angelus's hand traveled down Xander's torso and to his crotch. Xander glanced at the clock. 4:30 a.m., it read. Xander pulled away from Angelus's lips and said "Sunrise is pretty soon, you probably should get outta here." Angelus growled at him and climbed out Xander's bedroom window, setting off into the night.
Xander smiled and fell back asleep, only to be awoken a couple of hours later by the treacherous alarm clock.
A/N: Song Used: Secret Lover by Atlantic Starr. I've never actually listened to this song but I ran a search on lyrics for a different song. I was looking for the Kelly Osbourne song Secret Lover but I found this one instead. Now. I'm going to break some new ground with this fic, because I don't think Angelus/Xander has ever been done like this before.
