Aftermath

"Okay, so, Giles you give Willow a ride home in your car, I'll walk Xander home." Buffy anounced as the tired group left the Bronze triumphant.

Giles nodded his head as he looked from Buffy to Xander and back. "Yes. Right. You will, of course, take care of yourself, you did take a few hard knocks tonight. You wont do anything to jeopardize a speedy recovery. You will do everything in your power to get back to top form immediately. "

Buffy bobbed her head, "Yeah, I know, I know... Slayer healing and all that mystical jazz and I'll be right as rain by tomorrow morning."

Xander and Willow shared a look and nodded at the agreement. They said their boodbyes and hugged one another. Willow followed Giles to his little two seater 'classic' car. Xander fell into step behind Buffy as they started walking away.

"Uh, hey-" Xander muttered as he reached out, grabbing Buffy's elbow to get her attention. Only he suddenly found himself flipping thru the air and landing on his back on the concrete sidewalk. "Ooooowww."

Standing over him still in the correct form for a judo over the shoulder toss Buffy looked down at him with a glare, "What the hell was that about? Just because you... I... what we did earlier... you dont get to put your hands on me!"

Trying to get his breath back Xander managed to raise a hand and point the other way, not the way Buffy had been walking, he managed to gasp out "I... live... that... way..."

Buffy stepped away from him and ran her hands over her face, trying to hide her embarrassed flush. "Oh." She fidgeted for a bit and looking away said softly, "Sorry."

It took more then a minute but Xander finally got his breath back and sat up. He looked up at Buffy as she tried to look anywhere but at him. "Do you, y'know, hate me or something?"

Buffy sagged and slowly shook her head. "No. I dont even know you. It's just..." she gestured at him, "You are what you are and apparently I cant not be involved with you. You heard Giles, 'do everything in your power to get better, so go blow Xander already.' Worse I was already thinking of doing that when Giles said it." Buffy grumbled.

"Uhm, maybe it's just me but I dont remember Giles saying that." Xander slowly got to his feet wincing as his back hurt. He didnt want to touch the idea of what Buffy was thinking, that seemed to anger her more.

"It was implied." Buffy waved him off.

"Uh huh." Xander pointed the way, "I'm gonna walk this way, towards my home, you cool with that?"

"Yes." Buffy huffed.

"What is it with girls trying to break my back today?" Xander asked himself.

"Say what?" Buffy fell into step beside him.

Xander laughed, "You aint the first blonde to take a shot at me tonight. After..." he stopped and marshaled his emotions, "After I killed Jesse- Vampire Jesse- some weird blonde lady hits me from behind hard enough to knock me down and then throws a cross at me as well as some cryptic words and then just, uh, leaves." Xander pulled the collar of his t shirt down and exposed the cross on its silver chain around his neck to Buffy. "I mean... free cross, good... boot to the spine, bad... cryptic hot chick, weird."

"Other blonde?" Buffy muttered.

"I dont know. She was a weird blonde chick who was handing out crucifixes." Xander shrugged.

Buffy nodded at his words, she shifted her tone to sympathetic, "I'm sorry you had to dust Jesse. It wasnt your friend anymore, it was just a monster wearing his face, y'know."

Xander nodded his head once as he walked along. "Yeah. Don't think that's gonna help me sleep tonight. Maybe someday but, uh, not tonight. I just killed one of my two best friends, kinda hard to take my mind off of that."

Buffy slowly coughed to get his attention after a few minutes of silent walking.

"What?" Xander asked.

"I, uh, I might be able to get your mind off of that." Buffy blushed.

"How?" Xander asked not exactly believing her very timid offer.

Buffy leaned in towards him and spoke in a soft voice. "Look, I need to be in top form which means I need a little boost to heal up sooooo... y'know...."

"What?" Xander asked.

Buffy rolled her eyes, "Uugh, you're gonna make me say it arent you?" Buffy sighed, "I need a power up, you contain the power, I get the power from you, everyone goes home happy."

Xander shook his head, "Look, Buffy, two things. One, I get what your putting down but you have to work on your, uhm, delivery."

"Well we aren't supposed to talk about it in the open. You're a big deal, dont want you falling into the wrong hands and powering up the bad guys." Buffy whined.

"Right." Xander nodded.

"And the second thing?" Buffy asked.

"Look, its the first time someone other than me touched me down there..." Xander blushed and clearing his throat continued, "But you kinda suck at it. Like, I get it, you werent really into giving me a hand job but still... you touched me like I was radioactive. Not great for the ego."

Buffy laughed harshly, "Well, excuse me, it was my first hand job Im not exactly and old pro at this."

"I'm not blaming you! Im just pointing it out!" Xander yelped defensively.

Buffy spent a moment in quiet argument with herself about what she secretly desired and what she was willing to do. She wasnt going to tell Xander what she really wanted. He didnt need to know that she was willing to do to get another taste of his powerful sperm. Taking a deep breath Buffy soldiered on. "Look, how about we start fresh. Okay? We- I'll- ugh, this is embarrassing, if you want to try again I can can try and suck you off. We'll find out if I'm better with my mouth then my hand. Does that sound good?"