"Buffy!" Xander called out while walking the usual patrol route that Buffy always took. He went in one direction and Giles left in the opposite direction. Buffy never reported back to Giles, causing her Watcher to worry that something bad may have befallen his Slayer. Willow was out of town with Oz, so it was left up to Xander and Giles to try and find her.

"Yo! Buffy! Where are you?" Xander took a shortcut through the park. It was too early to be traisping around! Here it is 6:00 am on a Saturday for God's sake and Giles had awakened him for help in finding the blonde slayer.

Of course, he always cared about Buffy, so even if he isn't a morning person and was carrying a thermos of coffee to keep him going, he will show Buffy he still cares and is always there. Angel had really done her wrong and put her through the wringer.

And if he had his way, he'd torture Angel himself for all the turmoil he put Buffy through.

"Holy crap!" Xander exclaimed when he found a... oh holy mother of God!... a naked Buffy, with teeth marks in her neck.

He dropped his thermos on the ground and ran to Buffy's side, kneeling next to her prone form. "Please don't let her be dead!" Xander prayed under his breath, "If anyone's listening, any powers that be, PLEASE don't let her be dead."

He tried his best not to ogle Buffy's naked body as he checked her pulse.

Her heart was still beating, and she was breathing. All good signs, Xander thought as he sighed in relief.

Xander looked at the mess on the ground, green goop everywhere that had a noxious smell, her clothing strewn on the ground, as he tried to piece together what might have happened. Only one thought came to him and his face hardened. Angel! He had to have done this! The bastard!

He really didn't understand why Buffy still loved the jerk. Angel was her first lover, he broke her heart and he's been stalking her the past month, terrorizing her. Not that the Buffster couldn't take care of herself. But he, Giles, Willow and Oz knew Buffy wasn't the same as she was. Giles also noticed that there was next to no demonic activity lately, which was driving Buffy to the brink of distraction and Giles was searching his texts to find out why there was next to no demonic activity on top of a Hellmouth.

Xander personally thought that was a good thing. But maybe Giles was right to be concerned.

First thing's first. He needed to get Buffy dressed and out of here before the mothers started bringing their children to the park and find Buffy in her birthday suit with him kneeling over her. That wouldn't look too good!

Xander gathered Buffy's clothes that he could find and began to dress her, once again trying not to ogle.

At least not ogle too much!

Hell! Who was he kidding? He's a teenager! This is his chance to see Buff in the buff!

Xander laughed a little to himself. Oh that was funny! He was going to have to remember that one! Only he could find humor in this situation. If Buffy knew his thoughts, she'd kick his sorry ass from here to next week!

He managed to get her jeans on, never finding her underwear. God knew where those were! Then he picked up scraps of material on the ground. He realized that her blouse and bra were in ruins. Coming up with an idea, he shrugged off his own shirt and put it around her, buttoning her up to hide her breasts from his view. Although he knew they'd haunt his wet dreams from now on.

He bent down and picked her up, carrying her out of the park.

His house was only a few blocks away from this park and his parents were out of town... his house would be the best place to take her.

Angel was such an ass! Why won't Buffy ever listen to me about him? Looking down at Buffy's prone form in his arms, his jaw tightened. He hated Angel now more than ever.

Once Xander arrived at his house, he had to carefully maneuver to open his front door and shoulder his way in, carrying Buffy to his bedroom. It seemed like the best place under the circumstances. He laid her on his unmade bed, hoping she'll overlook the mess that was chronically in his room.

He stumbled back out of his room, quickly closing and locking the front door, then running to the bathroom and wetting a cloth, getting some antiseptic and bandages and heading back to the bedroom.

Right when he sat on the edge of the bed and laid everything next to him within easy reach, she stirred and Xander watched, holding his breath, stock still and wide-eyed. He began to freak out just a little bit mentally.

Aw man! She's going to kick my ASS when she sees herself in my bedroom! And wearing my shirt!

Buffy's brow furrowed as she opened one heavy eyelid, then two, trying to figure out her surroundings. Her bleary eyes finally focused on a dearly familiar form in the dim room.

"Xander?" she asked weakly.

"Hey Buff! Welcome to the land of the living! Or whatever one wants to call sitting on top of the Hellmouth."

She sat up on her elbows and looked around, gingerly touching the bite mark on her neck, "Where am I?"

"My house... yeah, um, my parents are out of town, the whole Trail of Tears motorcycle ride thing they do every year, riding their motorcycles cross-country... so it's just me by my lonesome... until now."

Buffy noticed to her dismay that her hormones haven't really settled at all, and seeing Xander with no shirt... one of her best friends, her buddy... oh wow! She was getting antsy again.

Xander noticed her eyeing him strangely... like he was a piece of meat and she was the wolf.

He never thought Buffy in his wildest dreams would ever look at him like that!

At that moment, the phone rang, breaking Xander's train of thought. He had to reach over her to get the phone on his nightstand. As he picked up the phone, Buffy pulled him down onto her, knocking him off balance where he was half on her, half off. Xander had to struggle a little to bring the phone to his ear.

"Hello?" he answered into the phone, and then he began to chuckle when Buffy started nibbling his ear and blew into it.

Trying to bat her hands away and scrunching his shoulder to keep her mouth away from his ear, his voice was overly bright. "Giles! Hey man! Um..." he tried to struggle off of Buffy but she had enough strength to hold onto him and nibble his neck... "Yeah, Buffy's here and um..." Xander closed his eyes in bliss. Oh yeah, that spot just under the ear... it was especially sensitive. He almost moaned, but remembered just in time to whom he was talking to on the phone. He opened his eyes and cleared his throat, "Well, she's fine Giles. We'll just spend a typical Saturday hanging out. We'll catch you later at the library OK? Ok! Bye!" The last couple of words were squeaked out hurriedly as he hung up. Giles would ask too many questions and he didn't need that. Although, Giles wasn't stupid. He'd probably figure it out and receive a lecture from the older man later.

She nibbled on his neck again, going after the area she found he liked earlier. Xander asked on a moan, "Um... Buff? Not that I don't like this but... umm... what are you doing?"

She grabbed his face and made him look at her as she breathed out, "I fought a Euros demon last night, he breathes out this stinky green smoke that makes me horny. Spike killed the beast, we fucked like bunnies and that's the last thing I remember. And...I need your help. I can't help it Xander. I'm still horny. You're here now... so will you help me or not?"

Okay... this was definitely a dream come true for Xander, one right out of his wet dreams about Buffy. I have to be in an alternate reality…it's the only way a wet dream of mine would come to life…not that that weird stuff hasn't happened before…though I'd prefer a wet dream to nightmare land again…She's stating that she wants him to...wait a minute…am I being insulted here? She just wants me for…

He stilled her wondering hands for a moment. "Wait a minute Buff... you're in love with Angel... who, by the way, has turned bad and has no soul or conscience anymore. And last night or this morning, you've got it on with Spike and he left you hanging and now you're wanting me just because I'm the nearest male? Did I understand that correctly?"

Buffy raised up, promise in her eyes. "You'll love it, I promise." Buffy breathed into his ear again. Xander groaned again. He never realized his ears were such a hot spot until this very moment. Either that or it was just the fact that this was Buffy doing this to him.

All of his reservations crumbled to dust. Using me or not, it's my only chance to be with her…"Okay, you talked me into it!" Just like a typical eighteen year old male would do when a pretty girl offered herself, he gave in. He attacked her mouth, helping her out of her clothes hurriedly.

Buffy worked on getting Xander out of his pants and asked against his mouth, "Condom?"

He reached into a nightstand and pulled out a box.

Grinning sheepishly, he fished one out, "It's kinda what you call 'wishful thinking'... getting them 'just in case'. So I guess wishes come true!"

She placed a hand on his arm and said gently, "One thing I need to tell you Xander...I hope you realize that I think you're a great friend, you've got a great body and mind, but I'll only see you as a friend. This happens only once... or at least until I get the side effects of that icky smoke out of my system. Got it?"

He opened the packet and put the condom on…my only chance…"Loud and clear Buff."

She rolled him onto his back, they were both naked by now and she began working him inside her. Xander was obviously new to this experience and he was letting her take the lead.

She tried to be gentle because he's a human guy, but she needed so much. Once he was fully inside her, she began riding him hard.

"Am I hurting you?" Buffy asked.

Gritting his teeth, he shook his head, "No, not badly anyway. A little pain can be good, right?"

This is not how she wanted this experience for Xander. She wanted him to enjoy it, not grit his teeth and bear it. She bent forward and kissed him, helping him to relax and his cock to work in a better fit inside of her. She raised her head to ask huskily, "How about now?"

He nodded his head and swallowed hard, brown eyes watching her in wide-eyed wonder. His hands stroked up her back, causing her to arch her back, enjoying the ministrations and he smiled at the fact that he could do that for her.

"Oh yeah, I'm a lot better now." he answered her.

She raised back up and braced herself, "Ready?"

He placed his hands on her hips and nodded. She started slow at first, making sure Xander was enjoying himself. She didn't want to hurt him. At least when she's with vampires, that is the one thing she never had to worry about, hurting her bed partner due to her strength. But Xander, being human, was more fragile than vamps and most importantly of all, he's a friend. She has some pretty fierce strength that can harm an ordinary person. Regardless of everything, she cared about him. She knew this was Xander's first time. She wanted to make this a pleasant memory for him.

She rode him slowly, her back arched, obviously enjoying herself, "Mmmm, do you have ANY idea how you feel inside me?"

"Tell me." Xander said, really wanting to know, really wanting her to say it.

"You feel soooo warm, and hard, and so indescribably GOOD inside me."

He closed his eyes for a moment, enjoying the feel of being inside Buffy's wet, tight, hot body, "I don't think it holds a candle to how I feel while inside you."

His eyes opened, their eyes met in a tender moment, and he reached out to stroke her breasts, tentatively at first. Buffy smiled encouragingly.

"It's OK Xand, they won't bite. Go ahead. I like them played with, especially the nipples."

With her continued encouragement, Xander gained more confidence. He raised himself up into a sitting position and Buffy knelt across his lap. He sucked a nipple into his mouth, something he actually had a little practice in. He has made it to second base with a girl in the past, but that's about as far as he could get until now.

She hugged him close to her in a protective loving gesture, still riding him. The added pleasure of suction on her nipple increased the pleasure tenfold. "Yes... I love that. Please keep doing it!"

Yes! He did something RIGHT! This is so cool!

She began to speed up her movements, and this time Xander was with her, releasing her nipple and holding onto her waist. He surprised her and rolled, placing her underneath him.

She looked at him in shock and he grinned sheepishly, "I just wanted to try this way too... if that's OK."

"I love the missionary position Xander, go right ahead."

With her whispered words of encouragement he apparently found the right angle and pressure, then it was like his hips had a mind of their own as he increased the tempo and thrust faster.

"Yes! Keep that up Xander! Oh yes!" Buffy actually scratched her nails down his back. Xander knew there would be marks, but right now instead of feeling pain, it just increased the pleasure he felt.

When Buffy started coming in a long, loud rush, her muscles clenching him from within... at first Xander was unsure as to what was happening until he put the puzzle pieces together in his head. He's had enough orgasms by his own hand to know what this had to be.

And DAMN if it didn't make him feel like a stud!

"Come for me Xander." she encouraged into his ear. "Do it! Go as hard and fast as you want and take off."

"You sure?" he asked, ready to explode anyway but trying to at least play the part of being gallant.

"Yes! Go! I got ya!"

He liked the sound of that. He pumped harder and faster, letting his body take a natural, instinctive course until finally, he came, crying out her name into her shoulder. Buffy held him tightly, allowing him to rest on top of her.

Xander would usually think he should get off the girl if he's lying on one, but he knew Buffy could handle it. He was completely boneless and had no desire to move, enjoying her scent and closeness... something he got very little of in his life.

This was the best day of Xander's young life!

"Thank you Buffy!" Xander breathed into her neck.

"No Xander... thank YOU."

After having showered together, they had sex again, christening every room in the house at least twice, Exhausted, Buffy finally went to sleep. Since she had had no sleep the night before except for when she had passed out after being with Spike, fatigue had finally caught up with her.

Xander laid next to her in bed watching her sleep for a little while. He finally eased out of bed, careful not to wake her, and crept out the door, closing it quietly behind him.

He rummaged through the clean laundry he hadn't put up yet and pulled out underwear and sweatpants, pulling them on. He really cared about Buffy and regardless of what a good time he had with her today, something was WAY OFF with her. And it worried him.

He hated to do it, but he needed to contact someone that might know better about how to handle this predicament he found himself in. Like it or not, there was only one person he could call.

He picked up the cordless phone in the kitchen and called the school library, contacting Giles.

Giles paced the library with the phone to his ear. He removed his glasses and chewed on the earpiece.

"So you're saying the Euros demon caused this... anomaly in Buffy that she wants to... Dear Lord, don't make me say it!"

"Giles! I'm a little freaked out, man. I mean, this is any high school guy's wet dream, ya know? BUT she's wearing me out! I'm not supposed to wear out. I'm eighteen!..."

"PLEASE! For the love of God-…spare me the details Xander." Giles answered tiredly in that conservative British way of his.

"How do we stop this? I mean, it does wear off eventually…right? Does she have to drink bat's blood or something?"

"No, nothing so drastic, I am sure. Let me research this and get back to you, but in the meantime, if you have to..." Giles sighed and couldn't believe he was saying this, but someone had to be the adult in this conversation! He set his glasses on the table and pinched the bridge of his nose, a headache forming. "If you have to have intercourse with her Xander, please be safe about it. She can't become pregnant by vampires, but she CAN by you. And I assume I don't need to lecture about the two of you being too young for such a responsibility."

"Yeah, yeah, yeah, I know, got it covered, I'm all over it. Just... find something soon, okay? I mean... I like the fact that she wants ME during all of this, but something tells me it's not all Buffy, and that's just messed up. Ya know? It would be totally different if it was her, but since her hormones are all wacky due to a green-smoke-bellowing monster, I just can't enjoy this like I should. You know what I'm sayin' Giles?"

Giles actually didn't quite understand everything Xander was saying, but he got the gist of it. He cleared his throat, "Quite so! I'll start the research right away."

Xander spent some time whittling wooden stakes and gathering firearms. Knowing Angel's obsession with Buffy... he'll more than likely receive a visit from him and Xander wasn't going to just lie down and play dead.

Xander wasn't 100% sure, but he thought he did invite Angel into his home at one time. So unless Buffy found a way to reverse that invitation, Angel had an all-access pass into his house. Good news is that Angel is the only vampire ever invited in, so as long as Xander stayed in the house, he'll only have to fight Angel. And Buffy will watch his back too, even in her current state. He was certain of it.

"Hey!" Buffy said quietly from the living room doorway, looking sleep tousled and wearing only Xander's shirt. Xander had placed her jeans in the wash and now it's going through the dryer.

"Hey yourself." Xander smiled at her, unsure how to act. This was a first experience for him. He was sitting on the couch whittling wood for stakes, trying to come up with something to say. All he could think of was, "Um... sleep well?"

Way to go Xand… now she probably thinks you're a LOSER! He could almost see Buffy place an L on her forehead, signaling just what he was thinking.

But she smiled instead and Xander hoped that just maybe she didn't think so badly of him. She answered his question with the same kind of hesitation. "Yeah, thanks. What time is it?"

Xander checked his watch, "5:30 pm"

She looked pensive, "Sundown is in two hours."

They were both obviously thinking the same thing. Angel. And the danger they're in when Angel is able to get outside. Buffy knew better than any of her friends regarding Angel's obsession when it came to herself.

"Xander... I think you should leave and go to Giles, stay with him. I don't want you to get hurt."

Xander shook his head vehemently, "No way. This is my home and I'm not running scared. I may die, I may get maimed, but I'm NOT running."

Buffy's hormones have settled to an extent after their earlier sexual marathon and she was thinking that maybe the effects were wearing off. At least she hoped so! She didn't know how it worked.

But she really cared about Xander's well-being. Angel will come looking for her and she didn't want Xander to get hurt in the crossfire... especially after Angel realized what Xander and Buffy have done today. He will be looking for her and she needed to leave so that Angel wouldn't come here. She needed to face Angel on neutral ground. She knew Xander would walk into the fight with her… and he'd probably get killed if he did. She couldn't bear that kind of guilt.

"Where are my pants?" she asked.

"In the dryer" he pointed his knife toward the utility room and went back to whittling a wooden stake over the garbage can, still a little nervous with Buffy after all they did today. To him, the experience was awesome. It's a first time experience he'll remember forever.

And he was glad he shared that with Buffy. He just worried that maybe she was comparing the experience with him to Angel, who had centuries to hone his sexual experience.

He'd definitely come up wanting in Buffy's eyes. He just knew it.

Buffy approached Xander and knelt on the floor next to him, placing a hand on his thigh to get his attention. Xander stopped what he was doing, looked down at her hand on his thigh, then met her eyes. Her look was quietly determined.

"If you're not leaving Xander, I have to."

Xander shook his head, "No... you know how Angel terrorizes you. It's time to make a stand and I'm willing to help you. We'll do it right here. I can even call Giles to come here too. Safety in numbers and all of that."

"I can't fight Angel and worry about you and Giles too, Xander."

Xander snorted and stood, walking a few feet away from her and dusting the wood chips off his lap as he sat aside his stake and knife. "Right. Weak little ol' me has to be protected by a girl." He turned to face her, "Have you any idea how humiliating that is to a guy? I hate bullies and I'm fighting this one if he comes looking for me. And I'm sure he will."

She stood and walked over to him, giving him a hug, and he returned it. Her voice was muffled by his t-shirt, "Xander, I didn't ask to be a slayer, it just kinda chose me. I can't help the fact that I'm strong and can kick ass. I don't want any of my friends getting hurt, and I include you in that number. And after today, you being so sweet and considerate and..." she looked up to his face, meeting his eyes. He held his breath and waited expectantly as she grinned at him, "and an AMAZING lover..." At that, he smiled sheepishly and she grinned at the red color he was turning. She caressed his red cheek, "I'd hate to see you get your fine ass pummeled."

"Oh! You like my ass? This day just gets better and better!" Xander quipped.

She reached up and kissed him sweetly, hating that she felt no more for him than friends. He really was a great guy, "I'll get my jeans, and if you don't mind me taking some of these stakes, I'll be on my way."

"I'll get your clothes." Xander was resigned, what she said made sense even if it hurt his ego.