Xander Harris

He was getting weirded out. Faith was staring at him. She was just sitting there on her bed staring at him as he stood naked before her. The wide eye stare was centered on one specific body part. Xander didnt know if it was good or bad that Faith had her eyes glued to his dick. Being cautious he asked, "Faith, everything okay?"

"Perfect." She mumbled, still staring.

"What? What did you say? Speak up."

"Perfect." She enunciated clearly and loudly, finally blinking her eyes but remaining locked on his groin, her finger rising to point at his penis. Still pointing after a whole minutes she reiterated, "It's perfect."

"Oh. Uh. Thanks." Xander blushed and stood a little straighter and pushed his pelvis towards her just a bit. It was nice getting compliments. He had always thought he had a good sized dick at nearly eight inches and thicker than thick. But up until now he had never really gotten female feedback. Cordelia wouldnt cross certain lines, their sex life had been about plwasing her. Willow was so frought about their affair they never did more than kiss because it could cause panic attacks. The speedo from swim team had been the closest he'd ever come to letting women see... Captain Happy. He'd gotten staring then too but no compliments. The compliments were nice, good for his ego.

Xander smiled at the praise and couldnt help the fact that he was starting to show how excited he was, and incidentally started pointing back at Faith with a much different appendage. Xander was worried he might be too close but he wasn't exactly waving it in her face either.

When her finger almost touched his penis Faith took a deep involuntary breath. "Perfect."

His 1st time having sex was off to an odd start. Xander wasnt sure why he was surprised by this. His whole life was like this. Nothing was ever normal. He hadnt expected his 1st time to get derailed like this. Attacked by vampires, demons and other ooglie booglies? Yes. This? No.

"Uhm... you okay, Faith?"

"yes." She answered softly.

"Do you wanna... you know... I mean... we dont have to do anything, if you dont wanna." He nodded and gestured to the bed she was sitting on. The bed she had been promising to ride him on.

"I want to." Faith said softly.

"Clothes have to come off. If I understand how this works. I get naked, you get naked...." He joked.

Faith still stared at his crotch but her hands went to the bottom of her shirt and began to pull it up. Xander was mesmerized as Faith suddenly began to strip at above human speed, using her slayer abilities to get naked as fast as possible.

"Oh holy shit." He patted the air as Faith stood up and began pushing her jeans down her legs, "Slow down, slow down. We got all night."

Faith stopped rushing and slowly stepped out of her jeans. She was standing nearly naked only in bra and panties, so close that if one of the breathed wrong they'd be touching. Mainly if Faith exhaled at just the right time her belly would touch Xander's erection. The two of them were both currently staring down at where they were nearly touching.

Faith let out a little whine after a minute of not quite touching.

"Faith? Everything okay?"

"We dont have all night. The blue bitches are going to attack tonight. I need to be at the school before 11." Faith answered.

"Wait what?" Xander took a step back and furrowed his brow. He looked at the clock by the bed. "That's... less than an hour from.... now!"

"Yeah." Faith said sadly.

Xander ran his hands through his hair as he tried to remember all his interactions with the gang today. Everytime he tried to tell them about Jack and the zombies they had all seemed off. Scrunching his eyes shut Xander let a breath hiss out through his teeth. No wonder they all were so dismissive. They were trying to deal with an apocalypse. WITHOUT HIM!

The nerve!

Opening his eyes he found a nearly naked Faith standing stock still in front of him, with her head tilted down and staring at his penis.

"Goddamn it all to hell." He groused. The hellmouth had it out for his sex life, that was the only explanation. Sighing he bent down and grabbed his boxer shorts and jeans. "Get dressed Faith, we got to get ready to fight like hell against another goddamn apocalypse."

Faith nodded her head and reached down for the jeans she had just been wearing. She kept her eyes on his cock for as long as she could. When Xander finally pulled his boxers on Faith whined when his dick disappeared from her view. Her hand lifted towards him and Xander could hear Faith whisper, "want..."

"They do not know who they are FUCKING WITH!" Xander growled. This close, this close after all these years and many near misses and just when its within reach? The hellmouth takes his chance at sex away from him.

He would have vengeance! By Crom, he would have ****!