It was another typical night at the bronze, and Buffy spotted her two buds,
Xander and Willow, sitting together at a table. Her eyes locked on Xander,
she approached their table. Smiling down on him with a look he had only
previously seen her give to Angel, she reached out her hand to brush
against his shirt. With a sultry look, she tugged on his shirt, pulling him
towards her. "Let's dance."
Xander gave her an uncertain look as she pulled him to the dance floor. "Ooo-kay"
They began to slow dance, Buffy's movements with Xander sensual ones. Buffy turned around and spooned herself against Xander, pulling his arms around her waist. She smiled happily when she heard Xander's soft moan of content after she began to grind her hips and shoulders against him. Hmmm, this is nice. I should have been doing this with Xander a long time ago. Well, no time like the present to make up for lost time.
Buffy let a small purr escape her lips as she felt Xander's breath brush against her ear when he softly whispered her name. While she continued to grind against him, she reached her hand up behind her head to caress his face. She let another whimper escape as she felt Xander's warm lips press against the column of her neck. Every touch of his lips to her neck sent jolts of electricity running up and down her body.
Realizing with a shock what she has left undone, Buffy turned in Xander's arms, tilting her head so near to his that they almost kissed. "Xander?"
Hearing his name whispered to him, he slowly let his eyes trail away from her wet lips and into her soft eyes. "Yeah Buffy?"
Her lips neared ever closer to Xander's. "Did I ever thank you for saving my life?"
Xander tried very hard to let Buffy's words and their hopeful implications sink in. Slowly he shook his head. "No. No you haven't Buffy."
Buffy slowly let her tongue trail over her lips. "Then I think I ought to do something about that."
Having said that, Buffy leaned up on her tiptoes and pressed her lips against Xander, wrapping her arms around his neck. She let her fingers trail through his dark hair, softly caressing his neck as his lips softly and passionately moved across hers.
The couple was in such rapture that they never noticed the confused and hurt looks coming from both Angel and Willow. "Ooh Xander." Buffy moaned as Xander's lips began to trace across her jaw before beginning down her neck.
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"Ohh Xander."
Xander turned around with a start, not believing his ears. Xander looked back to see Buffy in a deep sleep, a content look on her face. Xander began to wake Buffy from her sleep, before it finally sank in that she had moaned his name in her sleep. HIS name was on her lips, not Angel's. His reverie was interrupted by his girlfriend's voice.
"Xander?. Xander?. XANDER!!"
He almost got whiplash in his efforts to spin around and face his girlfriend. "Yeah, Cordy?"
"Did she say what I thought she just said? 'Cause what I thought she said was your name. Your name. In. A. Moan." She looked at her side mirror, so as not to let her boyfriend see the worry written on her face.
"I can't see as how she did. I mean this is me we're talking about. I'm alive and breathing, not to mention awake, 'cause I can't see something like that happening except in the dream world. So we must have been imagining it."
"Yeah, we must have." Cordelia agreed, not letting the worry her boyfriend's words caused in her to show. Buffy WAS moaning his name! I KNOW it! And I don't think he knows he let it slip, but he might've well admitted that he still dreams about Buffy. Which brings my biggest worry to life. If Buffy has feelings for Xander, and he still has them for her. Where does that leave me?
Xander gave her an uncertain look as she pulled him to the dance floor. "Ooo-kay"
They began to slow dance, Buffy's movements with Xander sensual ones. Buffy turned around and spooned herself against Xander, pulling his arms around her waist. She smiled happily when she heard Xander's soft moan of content after she began to grind her hips and shoulders against him. Hmmm, this is nice. I should have been doing this with Xander a long time ago. Well, no time like the present to make up for lost time.
Buffy let a small purr escape her lips as she felt Xander's breath brush against her ear when he softly whispered her name. While she continued to grind against him, she reached her hand up behind her head to caress his face. She let another whimper escape as she felt Xander's warm lips press against the column of her neck. Every touch of his lips to her neck sent jolts of electricity running up and down her body.
Realizing with a shock what she has left undone, Buffy turned in Xander's arms, tilting her head so near to his that they almost kissed. "Xander?"
Hearing his name whispered to him, he slowly let his eyes trail away from her wet lips and into her soft eyes. "Yeah Buffy?"
Her lips neared ever closer to Xander's. "Did I ever thank you for saving my life?"
Xander tried very hard to let Buffy's words and their hopeful implications sink in. Slowly he shook his head. "No. No you haven't Buffy."
Buffy slowly let her tongue trail over her lips. "Then I think I ought to do something about that."
Having said that, Buffy leaned up on her tiptoes and pressed her lips against Xander, wrapping her arms around his neck. She let her fingers trail through his dark hair, softly caressing his neck as his lips softly and passionately moved across hers.
The couple was in such rapture that they never noticed the confused and hurt looks coming from both Angel and Willow. "Ooh Xander." Buffy moaned as Xander's lips began to trace across her jaw before beginning down her neck.
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"Ohh Xander."
Xander turned around with a start, not believing his ears. Xander looked back to see Buffy in a deep sleep, a content look on her face. Xander began to wake Buffy from her sleep, before it finally sank in that she had moaned his name in her sleep. HIS name was on her lips, not Angel's. His reverie was interrupted by his girlfriend's voice.
"Xander?. Xander?. XANDER!!"
He almost got whiplash in his efforts to spin around and face his girlfriend. "Yeah, Cordy?"
"Did she say what I thought she just said? 'Cause what I thought she said was your name. Your name. In. A. Moan." She looked at her side mirror, so as not to let her boyfriend see the worry written on her face.
"I can't see as how she did. I mean this is me we're talking about. I'm alive and breathing, not to mention awake, 'cause I can't see something like that happening except in the dream world. So we must have been imagining it."
"Yeah, we must have." Cordelia agreed, not letting the worry her boyfriend's words caused in her to show. Buffy WAS moaning his name! I KNOW it! And I don't think he knows he let it slip, but he might've well admitted that he still dreams about Buffy. Which brings my biggest worry to life. If Buffy has feelings for Xander, and he still has them for her. Where does that leave me?