Author: MagnusXXN
Disclaimer: Disclaimer: BTVS doesn't belong to me, its Joss Wheldon's baby as is Angel. I don't own the X-men, or the concept of mutants, that's Marvel's baby. I just own this story but I don't have any money so sue someone else. I've changed some of the back-story of Buffy, but I'll explain it along the way.

Ms. Frost was waiting for him in her suite just as she'd said she would be. But he wasn't expecting her to be waiting for him dressed in a form hugging white dress that was cut high on her thighs and low on her breasts.

Which left him far more impressed then the mansion was able to leave him gaping in her wake.

That is until he saw that she'd laid out for him a tailored suit, unsurprisingly white, as well a matching leather duster. "Put these own, the limo will pick us up in a few minutes," Emma told him with a teasing grin as she handed Xander his clothing.

"Limo? Where are we going? And why do I have to change my clothes to go there?" He ventured.

He'd thought that she'd called him over to talk about...well; he hadn't known just what she wanted to talk about. The last thing on the dark haired mutant's mind was going out tonight.

She gestured to him haughtily, "Get dressed. I'll tell you on the way." Leaving him no room to argue.

He'd started to undress before realizing Emma hadn't left the room, and turned to her with a sour look. "A little privacy, please?" The smile she flashed him was down right predatory.

But she left the room nevertheless but before she left she called out, "Shy? I'll have to break you out of that."

He could hear her laughter through the door as he dressed. Ms. Frost seemed to be in a very playful mood tonight, and Xander couldn't help but groan. "So much for my quiet night."