Where the Wild Things Are

Title: Where the Wild Things Are
Author: AddictedtoBuffy
Rating: NC17
Pairing: Graham/Xander
Disclaimer: I do not own the characters of Buffy the Vampire Slayer or Angel the Series. They belong to Joss. I do not make money from the writing of this, it is purely entertainment. I do not mean any disrespect to the actors who have portrayed these characters. This fic contains explicit Male/Male relationships if you are adverse to this or are under the age of eighteen then please do not read. Thankyou to all the online writers who help keep the Buffyverse alive.
Summary: “This secret was worth keeping.” This is a rewrite of the Season 4 Buffy ep Where the Wild Things Are except there’s no Buffy/Riley scenes and Xander has a secret.
Beta: LadyVirgo and Jasonsnene were lovely enough to help me out with this.
Feedback: Please, please, please. I crave it
Part: 2/2
Distrubution: Ask and you will receive
A/N: This was written for the very talented Bubbysbub’s birthday. Happy very late Birthday darl!
Reviews: Thanks Alwaysand for reviewing. This was a rewrite of Where the Wild Things are so for the sake of plot I had to have more than just Gaham and Xander, this part will have more of the others.


Chapter Two


Buffy was bored. Riley had been paying more attention to his friends than her. She had finally had enough and walked off to see what else she could see. She found in one corner a group of people sitting on the floor playing spin the bottle. She stared at them for a moment.

“Huh. Sometimes I just don't get the sophisticated college lifestyle.” She spoke to herself shaking her head. Wasn’t this a bit high school for college? She continued to watch though as there was nothing better to do. Willow was off with Tara, Xander was no where to be found as per usual and Riley was too busy. She watched as a nervous guy kissed a girl on the check. Suddenly the girl was on top of him mauling him. At least someone’s getting lucky Buffy thought. She glanced away for a second and when she looked back the girl looked horrified before running off.

“Well, that was weird,” she murmured to herself. Buffy decided to see if the girl was okay if she needed help and so she started walking through the crowds, looking around. She found a group of people congregating around a spot on a wall of all things. The girl touching it looked like she was having an orgasm and Buffy could only stare. Something definitely wiggy was happening. Looks like another Buffy party. Just then she heard crying from behind a closed door. Looks like she’d found her upset girl.

“Hi, uh, you okay?” She asked, “Hello?” All she could hear was crying. Buffy tried the doorknob but it was locked. She didn’t want to knock down the door, it seemed a bit extreme. Buffy put her ear to the door, listening intently to the occupant within. All she could hear amongst the crying was a litany of “I'm bad. I'm bad.” Buffy decided that she was obviously not in any immediate danger so Buffy left in search of her friends.

*****

Willow was concerned for Tara. She had given her some time but now needed to find the shy witch.

“Tara? It's me.” Willow knocked on the bathroom door hoping Tara was inside. She’d look pretty silly if she wasn’t. “Tara?” Willow cautiously opened the bathroom door and stepped inside. “Tara?” She looked around surprised at how clean the place was when it was an all boy house. Tara wasn’t there though so sighing Willow went to the sink to splash water over her face, to wake her up a bit. As she straightened up drying her face with a towel she heard a gurgling noise and turned around. Willow couldn’t help but walk over to the bathtub trying to work out where the dripping was coming from. Hesitantly she pulled the shower curtain back to find a young boy in the bathtub. He was under water with his arms crossed but struggling. Willow jumped back scared before reaching forward to grab him. Suddenly he wasn’t there and all she could see was the tub full of water. Willow straightened up and turned around. Right in front of her was the boy, dripping wet, arms still crossed. Willow screamed in fright.

*****

Xander and Graham were lost in pleasure. They didn’t even hear the scream that ripped through the air. Xander was making his way down Graham’s body, mapping every inch of flesh with his lips and tongue. His legs were up near Gray’s head and Gray was massaging Xan’s buttocks at the moment driving the younger man crazy. Xander concentrated on the task at hand and started laving Graham’s inner thighs ignoring the piece of flesh that was hitting him in the chin leaving trails of pre-cum behind. Xander gasped as his erection was bathed by Graham’s hot tongue. He couldn’t tease anymore and slowly swallowed Graham down. They were soon lost on a slippery slope of pleasure. One would gasp around the hard flesh in his mouth causing sparks of pleasure to course through the other one who would in turn moan around the flesh in his mouth causing the cycle to continue. All finesse left them as all they could do was gasp and moan and take in as much flesh as they could without gagging. Xander was the first to orgasm. He just couldn’t take it all anymore. He screamed around the cock in his mouth which sent Graham off. They lay gasping slowly rolling around so that their heads were at the same level. For a moment Xander marvelled at the miracle of simultaneous orgasms but then the urge to touch Graham became too strong and all other thought fled his mind.

*****

Buffy had found the spin the bottle game again and was wondering if any of them were friends with the sobbing girl in the cupboard. They didn’t seem too concerned. Just then Willow found her.

“Buffy. Ghost boy. Drowning in a tub. I, I tried to save him, but, being a ghost already, well, I was way too late.” Buffy stared at her.

“A ghost?” Willow nodded unable to speak remembering the shock of coming face to face with the dripping boy. “What's the deal? Is every frat on this campus haunted? And if so, why do people keep coming to these parties, cause it's not the snacks.” Willow felt a hand on her arm and turned to find Tara there. She was so relieved.

“Tara, how are you?” She asked uncertainly. Tara’s reaction before had left her off balance. Willow didn’t understand what was happening between her and Tara. All she knew was that the world seemed a little brighter when Tara was in the room.

“I'm okay, but ... I, I don't like it here. This house ... I, I think we should go.” Willow nodded in acceptance, as long as Tara wasn’t mad at her. Loud laughter came from the bottle game and Buffy looked over as Riley and Forrest came up to the group aware that something weird was going on. The bottle started spinning faster and faster as Buffy and gang could only look on. Suddenly the bottle exploded spraying glass everywhere. People yelled in fear and pain as Willow watched shocked.

“We need to find Xander and get out of here.” Buffy told them.

“I’m not leaving without Graham,” Riley countered before taking off to Graham’s room the others following.

“Gray! Gray! Open up.” Riley shouted but there was no answer. They paused at the door hearing the groans from inside.

“Oh yeah Graham!” A distinctly male voice full of pleasure yelled from inside the room and those standing outside stared at each other in shock. Graham was gay! Graham was in his room with his male lover! Riley had to grab hold of the railing in shock. He had never expected this. Willow however was staring at the door with an odd little sad smile on her face.

“That’s Xander. It’s Xander in there with him.”

“What?” Buffy asked. “How could you possibly…” She paused as they heard quite clearly.

“Mmmm, Xan,” Buffy just stared at the door in outright surprise. Wow, didn’t see that one coming. Riley was the first to recover and get back to business.

“Look we need to get out of here. With them. We can deal with this later. First of all we need to go.” Riley started pounding on the door and the others joined him.

“Graham! Xander!” Suddenly sharp-looking spiny thorns sprouted from the cracks around the door. They all jumped back in shock.

“Xander!” Willow screamed out but got no answer. It was like they couldn’t hear anyone outside. Maybe they couldn’t. Riley started pounding on the door again Forrest joining him.

“Graham! Xander! Graham!”

“We gotta get them out of here.” Buffy spoke ignoring the revelations of the last couple of minutes. The thorns were still growing across the door and that really couldn’t be a good thing. Tara walked away to the balcony where she could see most of the rest of the party. The building started to shake and she watched as people began to scream and run in a blind panic. Suddenly a strong tremor forced everyone to the ground including Riley, Forrest, Buffy, Willow and Tara. Riley made a decision and started herding the group down the stairs. If they stayed where they were they would all get killed and that wouldn’t help Graham and Xander at all.

“We can’t just…” Willow protested stopping but then books from the book case started flying at them, hitting them and all they could do is run. Finally they managed to get out and the doors slammed shut behind them.

“We have to go back in there.” Willow insisted immediately. Buffy turned right around and opened up the doors to Lowell House. She didn’t run away from danger and one of her best friends was still trapped in there. She was going to march back in there, get Graham and Xander, drag them out then rip Xander a new one for not telling them he was in a relationship. She marched through the door but only got a couple of steps before something pushed her out. Buffy flew backwards and landed several yards down the path. Riley was immediately at her side helping her up.

“I think its time we go find Giles.” Willow volunteered.

*****

Inside a particular room in Lowell House the occupants were unaware of the events that had taken place outside of the room. They were unaware of the passage of time at all. They were only aware of each other and the pleasure they were giving and receiving. Xander was face down on the bed, legs scrunched up under him but wide open letting Graham into that most intimate place. Gray, Gray was rimming him for only the second time ever and Xander was a puddle of goo. A puddle of demanding goo who couldn’t believe how good it felt.

“Oh god Gray, please, fuck that’s good.” Xander couldn’t stop the rocking moments of his hips or the nonsense words that spilled from his lips. That agile tongue brushed up against his prostate and Xander near screamed at the sensation. Graham chuckled against the mound of Xander’s ass. He loved watching the younger man come apart like this. That he was the only one who had ever done this for Xander made him feel incredibly special. Graham dived back in nibbling on the edge of Xander’s relaxed hole. Slowly he introduced a finger in next to his tongue and had to grab Xander’s hips when he tried to levitate off the bed at the sensation. Finally Xander couldn’t take any more and he screamed out Graham’s name as he came.

*****

The gang along with Forrest and Riley but minus Xander were congregated in the UC Sunnydale library. Giles was pacing back and forth now that he knew why they had interrupted his gig at the coffee shop. He wiped his glasses as he thought of Xander with a boyfriend. He had always suspected and was glad that Xander wasn’t trying to stay in denial land but was embracing his gayness. But why did he have to hear about it?

“When you called to Graham and Xander, they didn't cry out or, or respond in any way?” He asked.

“No. Are they… Are they dead?” Riley had to ask the question even though it was one of his best mates and he didn’t want to think about it. He had to ask because he needed to know the truth.

“Unless they're too busy doin' it to answer.” Forrest put his two cents worth in.

“Doing what?” Giles’ asked and Forest rolled his eyes at this guy. Was he really that stupid? Did he think they were playing chess or something? Luckily Buffy saved him from answering.

“You know, for a god of acoustic rock, you're ... kind of naive.” She quipped.

“I didn't think you meant ... In the midst of all that, do you really think they were keeping it up?” Everyone stopped what they were doing to stare at him.

“Oh, for a different phrasing.”

“Well, see, that's the thing.” Willow started to explain. “People all over the party were starting to act ... weird. Sexually.” The last part was almost a whisper.

“In what way?” Giles asked curious.

“You know. Ways.” Willow answered embarrassed burying her head back into the old book in front of her.

“Well, it could be some form of, uh, succubi, or a satyr's prank. It could even be energy coming from the, the lab underneath the Lowell fraternity.” Giles was grasping at straws and he knew it.

“It wasn't always a fraternity, look!” Willow exclaimed gesturing at the book in front of her. "Between 1949 and 1960, the Lowell Home for Children housed upwards of 40 adolescents: runaways, juvenile delinquents, and emotionally disturbed teenagers from the Sunnydale area."

“Children? Did any of them, um, die in there?” Tara asked quietly.

“If there were deaths, then, uh, perhaps we're dealing with a fairly ... standard haunting.” Giles explained.

“It doesn't say. It's mostly about the old house director, Genevieve Holt. "Sunnydale Children's Aid. 30 years of community service. Giving disadvantaged kids the love and care they deserve."

“When did she die?” Giles asked Willow.

“She didn't.”

*****

Graham lay there panting and loving every moment of it. He looked down at Xander’s head bent over his chest. His shaggy hair caressed Graham’s sweaty skin as a nipple was worshipped. Graham moaned as teeth came into play. He’d never had a lover who had payed so much attention to this part of his body before. Didn’t know it could feel this good, that they could get so sensitive that even Xander’s warm breath passing over them was enough for sparks to go off behind Graham’s eyelids. Eventually Graham had to pull Xander up to his level so that they could kiss. Suddenly they both froze as cocks slid against each other and against slick hard stomachs. Oh that was nice. They stared at each other for long seconds swallowing each others breath as they panted harshly. Suddenly they were on each other kissing and licking and sucking swollen lips as their lower bodies took on a life of their own. Bucking against each other getting more friction against appendages that felt like they had been hard forever. They couldn’t stop moving in a dance as old as time. Eventually they both came resting against each other breathing harshly. They were both covered in sweat and other body fluids but they couldn’t stop. Could never stop and they just didn’t care.

*****

Riley, Buffy and Giles walked away from a house holding a madwoman. She had abused the kids under her care for years and when it came time for her retirement the state thanked her for a job well done. At least they had a better idea of what they were dealing with.

“Well, that totally adds to my "old people are crazy" theory. “ Buffy quipped to break the oppressive silence.

“I don't get it. I mean, those kids were tortured, but they weren't killed, so where are those ghosts coming from?” Riley wanted to know.

“I don't believe there are any ghosts.” Riley stared at him in surprise.

“We saw them.”

“Not a ghost. An apparition. I believe we're dealing with a kind of poltergeist. A whole cluster of them, in fact, born out of intense adolescent emotion and sexual energy.”

“Both of which were totally pent up during Mrs. Holt's reign of repression.” Buffy added.

“So with Graham and Xander and I know its been Xander with Gray this whole time, having ... you know, acts of nakedness around the clock lately, maybe they set something free.” Riley sorted out his thoughts out loud.

“Yes. And now the poltergeists are drawing more and more energy out of them. Feeding on them in fact. Graham and Xander are, are powering this whole thing.” Giles explained.

“Okay, they're the battery in the boo factory, so what happens when the battery's drained?” Buffy asked. Giles paused for a moment before answering.

“They die.”

*****

Riley and Buffy again stood outside the Lowell House. The plan was that Giles, Willow and Tara would lure the spirits to them while Buffy and Riley got Xander and Graham out of there.

“What do you feel?” Riley asked.

“Still haunted.” Buffy replied from where she was pressed against the window. She had just realised that she hadn’t given Xander much chance to talk to her lately if he had wanted to tell her about Graham. She had decided that she was going to make it up to him once they were out of that room. Suddenly the door swung open. Buffy stepped forward.

“House is clean.”

“Let's go.” Riley walked into the house wanting to save his best friend. Suddenly they both stopped staring up at the staircase. The whole thing was covered in leafy, spiny vines. It reminded Buffy of Sleeping Beauty except that she knew her friends weren’t sleeping exactly.

“We need to work fast. Never know how long before the munchkins get homesick.” Buffy started up the stairs with Riley watching her back.

“Watch your fingers.” Riley warned as he started hacking the vines with his machete. They managed to reach the door to Graham’s room without a mishap. They were both sweaty from cutting through all the vines. Buffy reached out and grabbed Graham’s door knob and a sudden wind whirled around them. Well that can’t be good, Buffy thought. The howling picked up speed and strength until Buffy was suddenly thrown back from the door, landing on her back.

“Buffy!” Riley yelled. Before Buffy could get up the vines grabbed her throwing her into the bathroom and shutting the door between her and Riley. Buffy found herself in the bathtub being held under water struggling against unseen hands holding her down. She couldn’t breathe and was petrified. She had a fear of drowning since the Master had killed her. Looks like it was going to happen again.

*****

“Buffy!” Riley screamed as he ran to the bathroom door and grabbed the knob. He was thrown back through the balcony railing and down to the floor below. He landed half on a sofa and groaned at the pain. He thought of Buffy and determinedly got to his feet. He started up the stairs again attempting to ignore the aches and pains from various body parts. As he placed his hand on the railing to steady himself going up the stairs a huge thorn went through his hand. He couldn’t help but scream he hadn’t felt anything like it before. He pulled the thorn out extremely mad at this whole situation. He wasn’t going to let anything beat him. Finally Riley managed to get into the bathroom to freeze as he saw Buffy struggling under water. He was suddenly at her side helping her up. Together they burst out of the bathroom into the hall to discover that the vines are now everywhere.

“Come on, we just gotta...” Buffy began but then she got knocked down by a vine. Riley helped her up and they continued fighting against the vines that kept swinging in front of them.

“We can make it through this.” Riley stated optimistically. A bunch of vines tried to wrap around him but he shrugged them off. Buffy and Riley clung to each other as they made there way to Grahams door, again. This time nothing stopped them from twisting the knob and pushing the door open. Graham and Xander were suddenly bathed in light. Xander looked over the door and all he could see was Buffy standing there.

“Oh my God!” He fell out of the other side of the bed in shock.

“Don't you knock?” Graham asked making sure the sheet covered his manly bits. Riley and Buffy just looked at each other before turning and walking away.

Graham watched them go puzzled ignoring Xander’s panicked babble. Well it looks like we’re out of the closet, he thought.

THE END