"Until Willow... stops kidding herself... that I could settle with anyone
but you"
Still unable to get herself out from under Xander, she looks up at him in shock. "You... you mean you know how Willow feels about you?"
Xander responds with what Buffy would later describe as a yelping giggle. "Of course I knew." Leaning down, he started to nuzzle and sniff at her neck. "How could I not know? It's not like it's a state secret with her. Hell, other than you being the Slayer, I doubt there's one secret in the world she could keep."
"Then don't... shouldn't you..." Buffy was fighting back the moan that Xander's nose was eliciting. Unfortunately, the effort seemed to shut down the part of her brain that regulated her speech.
"You mean shouldn't I tell her?" He pulled back away from her neck to cut loose another laugh. Only this time, it struck Buffy as more cute than eerie. "I really think she'll figure things out once she sees you draped all over me like a curtain. Once I've claimed you as my mate."
Buffy took his momentary distraction to scramble out from beneath Xander and back against the wall. "Me? But what about... I thought you and Heidi... Why me?"
Leaning down, Xander stalked towards her on his hands and knees, looking very much like the predator that had possessed him. With a feral grin Xander started to crawl up her body. "Heidi? Sure, she'd be a good plaything. Hell, she'd probably make a GREAT plaything. But the pack leader needs something more. I need a mate. A strong mate. A sturdy mate."
Buffy looked at him with a mixture of fear and desire. "Umm, sturdy? Does that mean what I think it does?"
Xander grinned even wider and answered her by gently pushing up her shirt and running his tongue over her navel. "Well the pack leader does have to procreate." Looking up at her, she swore she could see his eyes flash with lust, and something else which she had to deny, at least for now. "And besides you being absolutely gorgeous, there's a couple more things you have that make you a better candidate than Heidi."
When she felt Xander's wet tongue stroking over her stomach, her mind screamed for her to get away. Her mind however, was betrayed by her body, which arched up to meet his tongue, aching for more. "God, Xander. Tell me. What do I have?"
Chuckling a little at her response Xander continued to dip his tongue into her navel. "Well, although Heidi's body is made for sin... so is yours, possibly even more so. And I'm willing to bet my Slayer is a closet freak waiting to be let out." He looked up at her to gauge the reaction to his fingers undoing the first button on her top. "Plus, I want my mate to be pure. I want to mark my territory permanently. Know what I mean?"
Looking down at him with pure desire in her eyes, she growled slightly. "Mmm, you want a virgin do you? Want something fresh and nubile baby?" Lifting her hips slight off the floor, she spread her legs just enough to let Xander get a peek of her inner thighs. She grasped the back of Xander's head once she saw him sniffing the air. "Smell good to you Xander?"
"You know that's what I want Buffy. And you smell so fucking good. So pure and clean. You smell like flowers and lust. You smell like you belong to me already." Nuzzling her leg with his face he prompted her to open them wider. "Heidi smells like all of the ones she's mated with. It's disgusting." Growling back at her, Xander began to push down her skirt, revealing a purple waistband. "Mmm, and besides, in case you haven't noticed... I'm in love with you."
Hearing those words, Buffy temporarily snapped out of her lusty haze. "Xander! We can't... I've got Angel... or I want to see what I have with him... or see more of him..." Though her mouth was protesting she did nothing to stop Xander from pushing her skirt down a little further, revealing that she was wearing a tiny thong. "God Xander! We're just friends!"
Xander tensed and yanked her skirt the rest of the way down. The chesire cat had nothing on Xander's grin as he noticed how soaked her tiny panties were. "Mmm Buffy, that doesn't look like friendly wetness to me." Leaning closer, he growled his approval. "I didn't know you liked to trim the field Buffy."
Buffy mewled like a kitten that was being teased. "I'm so confused Xander. I don't know what to do! Tell me... what would I have to do as your mate?"
Xander lowered his head until his lips were only inches away from the purple lace that covered Buffy's treasure. "Hmm, you mean besides the sex?" Waiting for her response Xander gripped the waistband of her panties with his teeth.
She shuddered, and raised her hips. "Yessssss." Shaking her head clear for a moment she replied, "Yeah, besides the sex."
Growling like a playful puppy, Xander started to tug her panties downward, slowly revealing his prize. Knowing what kind of state it would put her in, Xander let his nose drag across the flesh he was revealing. "Well, eventually the pack will need to grow. Funny thing is, I've already got all the pups named."
Buffy screamed in pleasure as Xander's nose drug over her clit. "Oh God! Xander!" Looking down at him with confused, yet lust-filled eyes. "Will I have to... you know be with the rest of the pack?" Oh, god. Am I seriously accepting the fact that I'm going to be his mate?
Xander growled deeply and ferally, yanking his head backward... tearing her panties from her body. "No! Buffy is MINE!" Proving this fact to her, Xander began to mark her with broad strokes of his tongue.
All Buffy could do was moan and writhe, her fingers running through Xander's hair.
*****
Willow looked over at her best friend, and her eyes nearly fell out of her sockets as she saw Buffy squirm and gyrate in her seat. To Willow, it seemed like she was performing this sensual, but horribly naughty dance right there in her seat.
Leaning over, Willow started to shake Buffy's shoulder, trying to wake her up before she embarrassed herself. "Buffy! Wake up!"
"Oh YES! I'm all yours baby!" Buffy screamed out as she shot backwards, toppling out of her seat.
Mr McClaine spun around, fixing Buffy with an intense stare. "I'm sure that you and Ms Rosenburg can express your undying love to each other later on in detention."
Willow just laid her head into her hands with a loud sigh. "God, I should have just let her sleep."
Still unable to get herself out from under Xander, she looks up at him in shock. "You... you mean you know how Willow feels about you?"
Xander responds with what Buffy would later describe as a yelping giggle. "Of course I knew." Leaning down, he started to nuzzle and sniff at her neck. "How could I not know? It's not like it's a state secret with her. Hell, other than you being the Slayer, I doubt there's one secret in the world she could keep."
"Then don't... shouldn't you..." Buffy was fighting back the moan that Xander's nose was eliciting. Unfortunately, the effort seemed to shut down the part of her brain that regulated her speech.
"You mean shouldn't I tell her?" He pulled back away from her neck to cut loose another laugh. Only this time, it struck Buffy as more cute than eerie. "I really think she'll figure things out once she sees you draped all over me like a curtain. Once I've claimed you as my mate."
Buffy took his momentary distraction to scramble out from beneath Xander and back against the wall. "Me? But what about... I thought you and Heidi... Why me?"
Leaning down, Xander stalked towards her on his hands and knees, looking very much like the predator that had possessed him. With a feral grin Xander started to crawl up her body. "Heidi? Sure, she'd be a good plaything. Hell, she'd probably make a GREAT plaything. But the pack leader needs something more. I need a mate. A strong mate. A sturdy mate."
Buffy looked at him with a mixture of fear and desire. "Umm, sturdy? Does that mean what I think it does?"
Xander grinned even wider and answered her by gently pushing up her shirt and running his tongue over her navel. "Well the pack leader does have to procreate." Looking up at her, she swore she could see his eyes flash with lust, and something else which she had to deny, at least for now. "And besides you being absolutely gorgeous, there's a couple more things you have that make you a better candidate than Heidi."
When she felt Xander's wet tongue stroking over her stomach, her mind screamed for her to get away. Her mind however, was betrayed by her body, which arched up to meet his tongue, aching for more. "God, Xander. Tell me. What do I have?"
Chuckling a little at her response Xander continued to dip his tongue into her navel. "Well, although Heidi's body is made for sin... so is yours, possibly even more so. And I'm willing to bet my Slayer is a closet freak waiting to be let out." He looked up at her to gauge the reaction to his fingers undoing the first button on her top. "Plus, I want my mate to be pure. I want to mark my territory permanently. Know what I mean?"
Looking down at him with pure desire in her eyes, she growled slightly. "Mmm, you want a virgin do you? Want something fresh and nubile baby?" Lifting her hips slight off the floor, she spread her legs just enough to let Xander get a peek of her inner thighs. She grasped the back of Xander's head once she saw him sniffing the air. "Smell good to you Xander?"
"You know that's what I want Buffy. And you smell so fucking good. So pure and clean. You smell like flowers and lust. You smell like you belong to me already." Nuzzling her leg with his face he prompted her to open them wider. "Heidi smells like all of the ones she's mated with. It's disgusting." Growling back at her, Xander began to push down her skirt, revealing a purple waistband. "Mmm, and besides, in case you haven't noticed... I'm in love with you."
Hearing those words, Buffy temporarily snapped out of her lusty haze. "Xander! We can't... I've got Angel... or I want to see what I have with him... or see more of him..." Though her mouth was protesting she did nothing to stop Xander from pushing her skirt down a little further, revealing that she was wearing a tiny thong. "God Xander! We're just friends!"
Xander tensed and yanked her skirt the rest of the way down. The chesire cat had nothing on Xander's grin as he noticed how soaked her tiny panties were. "Mmm Buffy, that doesn't look like friendly wetness to me." Leaning closer, he growled his approval. "I didn't know you liked to trim the field Buffy."
Buffy mewled like a kitten that was being teased. "I'm so confused Xander. I don't know what to do! Tell me... what would I have to do as your mate?"
Xander lowered his head until his lips were only inches away from the purple lace that covered Buffy's treasure. "Hmm, you mean besides the sex?" Waiting for her response Xander gripped the waistband of her panties with his teeth.
She shuddered, and raised her hips. "Yessssss." Shaking her head clear for a moment she replied, "Yeah, besides the sex."
Growling like a playful puppy, Xander started to tug her panties downward, slowly revealing his prize. Knowing what kind of state it would put her in, Xander let his nose drag across the flesh he was revealing. "Well, eventually the pack will need to grow. Funny thing is, I've already got all the pups named."
Buffy screamed in pleasure as Xander's nose drug over her clit. "Oh God! Xander!" Looking down at him with confused, yet lust-filled eyes. "Will I have to... you know be with the rest of the pack?" Oh, god. Am I seriously accepting the fact that I'm going to be his mate?
Xander growled deeply and ferally, yanking his head backward... tearing her panties from her body. "No! Buffy is MINE!" Proving this fact to her, Xander began to mark her with broad strokes of his tongue.
All Buffy could do was moan and writhe, her fingers running through Xander's hair.
*****
Willow looked over at her best friend, and her eyes nearly fell out of her sockets as she saw Buffy squirm and gyrate in her seat. To Willow, it seemed like she was performing this sensual, but horribly naughty dance right there in her seat.
Leaning over, Willow started to shake Buffy's shoulder, trying to wake her up before she embarrassed herself. "Buffy! Wake up!"
"Oh YES! I'm all yours baby!" Buffy screamed out as she shot backwards, toppling out of her seat.
Mr McClaine spun around, fixing Buffy with an intense stare. "I'm sure that you and Ms Rosenburg can express your undying love to each other later on in detention."
Willow just laid her head into her hands with a loud sigh. "God, I should have just let her sleep."