Friends With Benefits

Post the Witch

“So,” Xander began.

“So,” Buffy responded.

“So,” Xander said again, hoping she would start.

“So,” Buffy said, hoping the same thing.

“We should talk,” he finally said.

“We should,” she agreed. “We’re talking.”

“Yeah, we are,” Xander said, the confidence he had shown earlier had left him. “Bronze?”

“Sure, friends going to the Bronze,” Buffy teased.

She waited for him to say something about it being a date, but he transitioned to something else, “I promise not to blurt out what happened this time.”

“Good, though Willow already knows.”

“Yeah, I think she wants to talk as well.”

“Well, she’ll probably be at the Bronze too.”

“Great, three friends hanging out at the Bronze.”

Buffy nodded her head. It seemed like she had read his intentions wrong. He probably did just want to be friends. That wasn’t what she was expecting, however she understood. There was still something she needed, “Hey, Xand.”

“Yeah Buff?”

“After the Bronze, would you be willing to come back to my place and fuck my brains out?”

Xander let out a relieved sigh, “Absolutely.”

Teacher’s Pet

Miss French took a glance at Xander as she walked up the steps. Not him. Definitely not.

-

“Virgins,” Xander said with a chuckle as Giles laid out the information. “Well, glad to know I’m safe.”

“Yeah, for like the last week,” Willow retorted under her breath.

Xander coughed into his hand, “I’m sure there are some people in Sunnydale though who she could go after. We really should figure out how to how to stop her.”

The Pack

Xander advanced on Buffy, “I know what you like. I know what you need.”

Buffy backed away from him, “Xander, you need help.”

“No, I feel great. You think you liked me earlier, oh Buff, I can fuck you like you wouldn’t believe now,” Xander told her.

“Really?”

“You better believe it,” he said as he moved on her.

She responded by grabbing a desk and smashing it over his head.

She looked down at this **** form, “I don’t. Hyena Xander is no match for the real thing.”