Strong guy

Buffy walked alongside Xander. Both of then were quiet. Buffy because she didnt know what to say, Xander because he was playing around on the small computer he had. Which seemed like a safe topic.

"So... where'd you get that?" Buffy motioned to the computer.

"Oh. Wills. She's tweeked it to do extra stuff. Helps with... uh... the after school work." Xander said looking around to see if anyone on the street was paying attention.

"Ah." Buffy felt guilty. She had abandoned her calling. Her friends had picked it up and were shouldering her burden for her. She had abandoned her duty so badly that she didnt even know if she had been living in a safe area. "Is... is there anything to worry about around here?"

Xander shrugged, "Iunno."

"Then what were you looking up?" Buffy looked at the thing in his hands.

"Checking to see if any place nearby had a dress code we needed to worry about." Xander said apologetically as he put it back in a pants pocket.

Buffy looked at Xander and then down at herself. She was wearing a pink string bikini top and a pink micro mini skirt that almost covered everything. All that atop five inch wedge heels, in pink of course. She had forgotten she was wearing her stripper gear. She blushed as she realized that as she was not wearing her pink blouse as a cover top meaning her huge fake 46EE boobs were jiggling all over the place in her small bikini that really only covered her big nipples and worse she wasnt wearing any panties, she'd been flashing her pussy for all to see with her hot pink micro mini skirt flouncing around.

"Oh god." Buffy croaked and put her hands over her face.

Xander gently put his hand on her shoulder and gave her a squeeze. "Its okay, Buff. It's okay."

With a small sob she threw herself into his side and wrapped her arms around him. She pressed her face into his chest and cried. Xander made concerned noises and wrapped his arms around her in turn. Slowly he reached down and grabbing her gently Xander lifted her up into a bridal carry. "It' ok. It' ok. C'mon, Buff, Oz let me borrow the van. Let's head there and take a sec to compose ourselves."

Buffy sagged into him, resting her head against his chest. She idly played with the straps to her bag of extra stripper gear. She just luxuriated in the comfort of a strong guy taking care of her. Buffy nearly moaned when she realized she was in the arms of a strong guy who would take care of her because he loved her. Not because she would put out or do something for him or because they wanted to fuck her. It had been so long since she had that, if she ever had that... even Angel, had wanted sex from her... the only... the only guy who ever even offered comfort and understanding knowing nothing was going to happen was... Xander, really.

In Xander's arms she had unconditional love and acceptance. The acceptance made her head swim. She had done so many bad wrong awful things that simple acceptance almost made her cry. She had abandoned her calling, abandoned her friends, abandoned her mother and then there were the things Xander didn't even know about, things good girl werent supposed to do...

"I got you, Buff, I got you." Xander held her a little tighter. "Nothing bads gonna happen now. The bad stuff has to step over my dead body, okay? Its my turn to protect you."

Buffy sobbed and leaned into him, her arms going around his shoulders. "Xander. I... I...."

He leaned his head down and pressed a small chaste kiss atop her head.

"Thank you." She whispered. Glorying in the feeling of being safe and cared for. It had been so long.

That feeling died when she heard the Jeffery's nasally voice shout, "Hey!"

Xander stopped walking as he felt Buffy going still in his arms before she started to tremble slightly. "Buff?"

"Get back here bitch!" Jeffery shouted from behind them, this time his voice was closer. "You dont get to leave! No body leaves me!"

"No,no,no,no,no,no,no-" Buffy whispered trying to bury herself in Xander's chest.

Xander growled as he looked over his shoulder at the preppy looking guy running toward them. Xander stopped and turned to face the approaching guy. Buffy tightened her hold around Xander's shoulders, for some strange reason the animalistic growl Xander was still making made her feel... safe.

"I own you, Bitch! Do you know how much money I spent on you! Do you know how much your tits cost!" Jeffery yelled.

Buffy tried to hunch down and make herself smaller in Xander's arms. Xander's growl changed pitch to something more menacing the closer Jeffery got. When Jeffery was less then ten feet away and still screaming about what Buffy owed him Xander took two big steps forward meeting Jeffery halfway and then with a mighty kick, buried his foot in Jeffery's crotch.

Buffy stared in wide eyed wonder as Jeffery was lifted off the ground and his nasally shouting stopped and turned into a pained whine. She gleefully smiled as Jeffery collapsed to his knees and as he hunched in on himself he began to vomit on himself.

Xander turned back around and started to quickly walk away. He gave her a squeeze, "I got you Buff. Nothings going to hurt you with me here."

Buffy stared up at her friend, at her knight in shining armor, who was saving her life for the... fifth, no, sixth time? Buffy was momentarily stunned at her friends smiling face. Had Xander always been this handsome? He had never been a heart throb like Angel but... but Xander was actually really, really good looking. How had she never realized this before?

Everything she had ever wanted in a boyfriend and it was all there in a Xander shaped package.