Perfect Xander

Vote:

Fortune: 5

Addictive Xander: 5

Perfect Xander: 9

“So what did you say your name was?” Willow asked as she tried her best to be social.

Darla slowly smiled at the girl, this wasn’t her normal game, but she’d play, “Darla.”

“Darla,” Willow said as she tried to think of what else to say. “Are you…”

Darla suddenly stood up as her eyes locked on the door, “Who is that?”

The most attractive man she had ever seen walked into the room and headed straight toward them.

"This is Xander!" Willow said as he approached.

Darla instantly swooned in the presence of the handsome male, "Why, hello there stud."

Xander threw off an effortless smile as he put an arm around each of the ladies. Both of them sighed as they sunk into his embrace.

"And who is this fine new lady," Xander asked as he ran a hand through her blonde hair.

She giggled at his touch, "Anything you want me to be."

“Her name is Darla,” Willow said.

“Good job, Wills,” he said as he squeezed both of them.

As Darla felt herself pressed against his body, she could feel the outline of his cock in his pants. She swallowed nervously, something she hadn’t done since she was a human. “Is he your boyfriend.”

“No, we’re just friends,” Xander said as he kissed Willow on the cheek.

Willow sighed with a mix of pleasure and sadness.

Darla decided to take the straightforward approach, “Why don’t the three of us…”

He suddenly released them, “Where is Buffy going?”

And then he was gone.

“Wow,” Darla said as he walked away. She looked at Willow, it was clear what was going on. The girl was into girls, but with a perfect man like that as her friend, there was clearly an exception to the rule.

Darla knew she needed time to prepare. She turned and left the Bronze, her commitment to the Master totally forgotten.

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Plot changes: Not much immediately, Willow is still smitten with Xander, Darla doesn’t confront Buffy.