DISCLAIMER: No infringement of copyright is intended. You know the drill, anyone appearing on or mentioned on BtVS are ME's.

RATING: T

PAIRING: Tara/Willow/Xander/Jonathan

SUMMARY: Xander joins Tara, Willow and Jonathan for a fantasy night.

SETTING: Set sometime during the episode, 4.17 Superstar

WARNINGS and or SPOILERS: We are under a spell so, technically non-canon/not-in-our-right-mind. Over-the-top wackiness.

Double Super Plus One

by Eris © 2005 — All rights reserved.

Xander lay silent, unmoving, a glazed look plastered across his face.

"Xander? Xander? Are you all right?" Willow asked shaking him. She looked to Tara, "I think he's broken."

Tara giggled.

"Not that silly. His mind. I think he blew a gasket or something."

"Fear not," Jonathan, piped up. "He should be just fine. I've seen this reaction before."

"You have?" the girls chimed in unison.

"Yes, it's a quasi-comatic state brought on by the effects of extreme ecstasy. Luckily, it's temporary and harmless. He just needs to relax and get the blood flowing in both regions once again, if you get my meaning," he waggled his brow and smiled widely for emphasis.

Just as Jonathan wrapped up his playful assessment of Xander's condition, he began to come around. "I can't believe it," he muttered.

"Xander, are you all right?" Willow inquired, voice filled with concern.

"I'm better than all right," he flashed a goofy grin, "I'm super. I can see!" Suddenly he sat up. "It was everything I dreamed it would be, and a whole lot more I never ever dared to dream."

"See, what did we tell you." The girls beamed and hugged at one another.

Xander leaned, over taking Jonathan by the hand, putting his other hand on his upper arm and squeezing it, "Jonathan, words cannot describe the way I feel, man."

"I know," he nodded and smiled, patting him reassuringly on the shoulder.

Xander's mouth hung open, "You do, don't you? Wow, oh wow, I-I-I--" and he suddenly fell back, going quiet once more.

"Xander? Oh no!" Willow fretted returning to his side, then looking to Jonathan, "Jonathan?"

"Give him time ladies," he urged, "if I remember correctly your first times were a little overwhelming too."

"First time," Willow began, moving slowly towards him.

"Second time," Tara followed suit grinning wickedly.

"Fiftieth time," Willow took over once more, grasping him about the waist. "It just keeps getting more amazing every time."

"Oh yes," Tara agreed whole-heartedly, nibbling on his chin while stroking her girlfriend's hair.

"It sure does, doesn't it," he agreed, feeding on their affections, nuzzling them, yet keeping control, "but let us not forget tonight is about Xander."

Xander blinked, taken quite by surprise, "Me?"

Jonathan looked lustily to the girls and took them by the hands, leading them towards Xander. "Of course. As I've told the ladies here," he gestured to them as they took up their positions on either side of Xander, cuddling up to him, "there's enough of me to go around."

Willow and Tara giggled like schoolgirls in fervid anticipation.

"Sweet Jesus," Xander exclaimed, "I've died and gone to heaven."

"Not quite yet, but I'll make sure we get there before the night's through," he promised, exuding desire and confidence as he closed in to resume their night of indulgence.

The trio's hearts skipped a beat, and they trembled beneath him sighing, "Oh, Jonathan."