Kindness, Love, and Acceptance

Part 2

Connor came back to himself and realised he hadn't answered Xander's question. "Cordelia. She's the most beautiful woman I've ever seen. She was m and and he took her." Connor saw the look of recognition on the other man’s face. "You know her?"

Xander nodded. "We went to school together, even dated for a while. So she's with Deadboy now, huh? What is it with him and Sunnydale chicks? First Buffy, now Cordy. Hell I'm surprised he didn't hook up with Harmony when she was in town."

Connor didn't know who Buffy and Harmony were, but he was pretty sure he now knew why Xander hated his father as well; a woman. Possibly two of them. "So, now you know my story, tell me yours?"

Xander snorted. "It all started when I was sixteen and Buffy moved to town... " Xander filled Connor in on what happened that year, including Angel’s soul-free period, being sent to hell, coming back, and then leaving town. "She never really got over him though, never really moved on. She even went so far as to hook up with another vampire, talk about substituting. Then William, I thought he was mine, but no. The mighty Angel has to be there as well. Called out his name during... well you know."

Connor looked stunned. "William? But isn't that a man?" Xander laughed. He looked at Connor’s shocked expression and laughed again.

"Yeah, it is. With my track record with women, I decided it was time to try something new. He was just as screwed up as I was, figured I'd give it a go. We dated, nothing too serious at first. Then the first time we actually did anything, he called out Angel's name. Fucking vampire; I hate that bastard." Xander wasn't even sure which vampire he was talking about anymore. He hated Angel for always being better than he, but he hated Spike as well. For using him, for making him care and then ripping his heart out with one word.

Connor had never considered that option, that perhaps it wasn't as unnatural as his father - Holtz had told him. After all, a lot of what he had been told growing up had proved to be untrue. So, why not this?

Xander watched Connor closely; he wasn't a bad looking kid. Slim build like Spike's, pale skin, and nice hands. And he was Angel's. Someone Angel wanted and couldn't have, but maybe... maybe he could.

Xander started to formulate anl pll plan. A plan to seduce the young man in front of him and then flaunt it in front of Angel. Yeah, it'd probably get him killed, but it would be worth it.

Connor was thinking the same thing, sort of. "So, my father hates you? Then he certainly wouldn't approve of my being here, would he?" Connor saw that Xander understood where he was going with this and smiled.

"No. He'd be very upset. In fact, I'd bet ouldould extremely angry." Xander slowly approached Connor and held out his hand. "He might even want to hunt me down and kill me."

"Are you willing to take that risk?" The young man was beginning to understand the older man's level of hatred for his father. It was something he understood and empathised with. He wasn't sure what exactly was going to happen in this room tonight, but if it made his father angry, if it made him feel half as betrayed as he felt - it would be worth it.

Xander ran his hand lightly up Connor’s arm and rested it on his shoulder. "You've never done this before, have you?" Connor shook his head and Xander smiled. "Don't worry, I'll take care of you." Then he cupped the young man's cheek and brought their mouths together for a soft, slow kiss.

Connor responded to the kiss, letting himself just feel and not think about it. The hands on his body were larger than he was used to but still they felt good. The kiss was nice too, not that he had a lot of kisses to compare it to. When it stopped and he opened his eyes, he saw concern in the chocolate brown eyes in front of him.

"Was that okay?" Xander wouldn't push if Connor didn't want this. Yeah he wanted to seduce the young man, but not against his will. He sighed in relief when Connor nodded his head and smiled shyly.

Connor allowed Xander to lead him to the bed and lay him down on it gently. He watched in avid interest as the dark haired man removed his shirt and then his socks and shoes - leaving him in just his jeans. He tensed briefly as Xander began to remove his shoes and socks as well.

"Is this okay? I won't do anything you don't want. Promise." Xander waited while Connor seemed to think over his decision. Then Connor sat up and Xander had a brief moment of regret, thinking Connor would leave. He smiled as the young man pulled his sweater over his head and lay back down. He finished removing Connor's shoes and socks and then lay down on the bed beside him.

"Just relax. We'll go slow, you can tell me to stop if you want to." Connor nodded and then shuddered softly as Xander began to circle one of his nipples with his finger. More kisses were exchanged and Connor barely felt it when knowing fingers began to open his pants and slip inside. At the first touch of rough calloused fingers on his swollen flesh, Connor's eyes snapped open and a harsh cry erupted from his mouth.

"Shh, relax. Just feel." Xander kissed his way down Connor’s chest and slowly slid the young man's jeans down his legs as he did so. He stopped to admire the view, the light sheen of sweat that covered the boy's body, the way his fingers were clenched into the bed cover, the way his chest rose and fell with each panted breath.

Xander shook himself out of his reverie and went back to his task. He removed the jeans entirely and then knelt between the outstretched thighs. He licked a wet stripe up the underside of the hard cock in front of him and smiled when Connor bucked up and swore violently. Yeah, he was pretty sure his was the first mouth that had ever touched him this way. Cordelia Chase was far too dignified to suck cock.

Xander took Connor into his mouth and suckled lightly, he wanted to pleasure him, but not bring him off yet. He fumbled in his pants pocket and found the tube of lubricant he had begun carrying since he and Spike started 'dating'. He opened it and applied some to his fingers.

Connor barely felt the first finger enter his body - too caught up in the sensation of having a hot wet mouth on his cock. If this was something that men did with each other he could understand the attraction. It felt wonderful. By the time he noticed what else Xander was doing, the older man had found his prostate gland and began to stimulate that as well.

Connor groaned as he felt the second finger breach his tight opening. It hurt a bit and there was a burning sensation, but the other man kept up the gentle suckling on his cock and brushed that wonderful spot inside of him again and he quickly forgot about the discomfort.

By the time Xander had worked three fingers into him, Connor was thrashing and moaning on the bed. He was so close, but every time he thought he would explode, Xander stopped what he was doing. It was maddening. Then Xander withdrew his fingers and released his flesh from his mouth.

"Are you ready for the best part?" Xander smiled as he slipped out of his jeans and Connor got his first look at his naked form. His eyes bulged but he nodded his agreement. So far everything Xander had done had made him feel g so so he was going to trust him.

"I'm ready." Connor had a pretty good idea what came next. He watched as the dark haired man removed a small foil packet from his discarded pants and tore it open. He stared in fascination as he rolled a thin sheath of latex over his shaft and then wiped his hands on the bedspread.

"Take a deep breath and let it out slowly. If it starts to hurt tell me and I'll stop." Xander positioned Connor on his stomach and placed a couple pillows under his hips. He slowly slid inside the younger man and gasped at the tight heat that enclosed him. He held himself still while Connor panted beneath him and waited for the boy to adjust.

Xander moved slowly, adjusting his angle until Connor cried out and he knew he had it right. Then he began to move in earnest. Long slow thrusts that stroked his partner just right each time. He could feel Connor begin to shake and knew he was close. He slipped a hand underneath him and began to stroke him off as he increased the strength and tempo of his own thrusts.

Connor came first, howling and bucking wildly. Xander followed right behind him. He collapsed heavily on top of the smaller man, panting harshly in his ear. He managed to roll off of him before passing out.

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Xander woke with a warm body next to him. A warm, decidedly male body from the feel of things. A new experience in his life. The only man he'd ever woken up with before had been Spike, and he was always room temperature if not downright cool.

Sitting up slightly in bed, Xander took a good look at his sleeping companion. He was attractive enough, young, slim, pale enough to pass for a vampire. Then again, his parents were both vamps so why not. He thought about what he had done last night. He had seduced an innocent young boy into his bed for revenge against his lover's sire.

"So, what does that make me then? If I can do something like this, what makes me any better than Angel?" Xander felt awful; the truth was, he was pretty sure he loved Spike, and he wanted to see if things could work between them - regardless of what had happened. But now, he had gone and taken Angel’s son to bed. Could Spike forgive him? Would Angel find out and kill him? Both were good possibilities.

Of course it all really depended on the young man in his bed. If Connor didn't go home, stayed away from Angel for awhile and never told him what happened... Then again, he would still know what he did. Could he go to to Spike and lie to him about this?

With a groan of frustration Xander flopped back down on the bed. The jarring movement woke Connor and he rolled over and opened his eyes. Then he jumped out of bed and fell on his ass. He realised he was naked and blushed furiously as he struggled into his pants.

Xander watched as Connor dressed and tried to figure out what he was going to say to the young man. If he hadn't drunk so much last night, he never would have done this. Just use use he was hurting was no excuse to drag an equally hurting, emotionally confused young man into it.

With a heavy sigh, Xander sat up and grabbed his jeans. He stood up and stepped into them with his back turned to the embarrassed young man on the other side of the room. Once he was dressed he took a deep fortifying breath and turned to face him.

He wasn't there. "Oooookay. Must have inherited his father’s stealth skills." Xander checked the bathroom but all he found was an open window. Looking out into the street below, he wondered how Connor had managed a five-story drop without at least seriously injuring himself.

Knowing that there was no point in putting off the inevitable, Xander showered, redressed and left the hotel. He figured if he drove straight through, he could be back in Sunnydale in about three hours.

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