Lavelle-ing The Playing Field

Chapter One - Willow



Willow sat on her bed, her head resting on her pyjama clad knees, staring at a spot on her wall while trying to block out the memories of the past few days.



To say the past few weeks had been life changing would be a massive understatement; she had found out that every scary story told to her as a child, every monster that had made her scared to got to bed with the light off, were not only real but were more than likely living not very far away from her. She had been in more life and death situations in the past few weeks than she had thought possible in a lifetime, and one of her best friends, Jesse, had been killed and turned into a vampire, one of the very monsters she had thought fictional just the day before, only for him to be killed again a day later, this time for good.



Through it all, however, she'd had one thing to cling on to, one thing to keep her from completely losing it, and that had been Xander. While meeting and befriending Buffy and Giles had been very nice, they were still little more than strangers compared to the life long friendship she’d shared with Xander, and she knew that she would have very well fallen into a spiral of despair had he not been there to comfort her. She knew that now more than ever because, for the past couple of days, she had experienced what it had been like not to have her Xander there for her.



Xander had been possessed by the spirit of a hyena, and along with the rest of his 'pack', had caused mayhem and destruction. She knew he had been party to the death of the Razorbacks mascot, Herbert the pig, and would have probably been there to kill, and eat, Principal Flutie as well had he not been caged at the time, but that was not what had distressed her so much.



Hearing Xander as he had belittled her, using his comprehensive knowledge of her to say what he knew would hurt the most, had taken away the foundation that Willow had built most of her life on. While Jesse had always been the boy Willow had wanted to be friends with, Xander had always been the boy that she had wanted to *be* with.



What had made it worse was in one respect was that Xander’s hotness appeal had gone up exponentially during his possession. The way he'd dressed and carried himself had allowed the rest of the world to see what she'd been aware of for years; that Xander Harris was a Grade A Hunk. Even Buffy had taken at least partial notice, and Willow had thought that impossible, especially as she'd described him as 'one of the girls' when they had been dealing with Catherine Madison.



Buffy’s acknowledgement that Xander was actually male, and an attractive one at that, had only caused Willow more trauma, as it played on one of her greatest fears. Willow was painfully aware of Xander's infatuation with Buffy – a deaf, dumb and blind man would be aware of Xander's infatuation with Buffy – and one of her biggest fears was that Buffy would begin to return his feelings and then she would truly feel like a fifth wheel, or worse, they would both ignore her in favour of each other and leave her completely alone.



Willow’s biggest problem was that she wasn't sure there was anything she could do to prevent it if they did want to start a relationship; as much as Willow wanted Xander for herself, she also wanted Xander to be happy, and Buffy as well. If their happiness meant that they had to be together, who was she to get in their way? Even if she tried and succeeded in keeping them apart, she knew she'd feel too guilty about it to be able to capitalise on it.



It was these and other thoughts that made her feel more morose than normal, and her parents’ absence only made it worse. They had gone to yet another conference out of state, and had left her to her own devices; she wanted to think that they were simply confident in her ability to take care of herself as the reason they left her un-supervised, but deep down she knew it was that they simply didn't care enough. If they were around, at least she would have the illusion of a support system, but with nothing to keep her company except her own doubts and misgivings, the figure sitting forlornly on the bed was not a happy Willow.



A tapping at her French windows startled her, and it took her a few moments to calm herself enough to look and see who, or what, had done it. To say she was surprised to see Xander standing outside wouldn't exactly be accurate, as he'd always wanted to make sure she was okay if something had happened to upset her, but she had thought he would keep his distance this time given that he was, unwillingly, the cause of her discomfort this time.



Willow opened the French windows and stepped aside, knowing better than to invite him in despite only seeing him a few hours ago. "Hey," she said softly as Xander closed the windows and stepped inside.



"Hey," he replied just as softly as he followed her to the bed and sat down beside her, carefully leaving enough space between them so she wouldn't feel uncomfortable.



Generally they didn't do things like personal space, but Xander knew that the past couple of days had rattled her, and that Willow would need to make the first move to show that she could get past things. He hoped that wouldn't take long, as he had things planned and he needed her to be receptive to them for there to be any chance of success, at least success that wouldn't include undue influence.



Xander’s recent... promotion meant that he wasn't averse to using coercion to get the results he wanted, even from those he cared about, but he would not, and in many ways could not, force Willow to go along with him.



"I came to apologise for the things I said to you," Xander said. At her look of surprise, Xander smiled softly and went on. "You know me well enough to have realised I'd been lying about not remembering what happened to me while I wasn't myself, and I'm not going to undermine your intelligence by saying otherwise."



"Why did you lie?" Willow asked.



"Honestly?" Willow nodded. "I knew that Buffy would feel uncomfortable around me if she thought I remembered what happened between us before she brained me with a chair, and I didn't want that to happen."



"Oh."



Xander heard the disappointment, and the hurt, in Willow's voice, and knew that he would need to smooth things over if his plan could go ahead. "If I thought it would have worked, I would have kept lying to you too, Willow. I care about you, a lot, and the last thing I want is for you to feel uncomfortable around me. If I thought there was any way I could prevent it I would do it in a heartbeat, including lie, but as I said, you know me too well to be anything but truthful with you."



"What you, what he, said hurt me, a lot," Willow told him.



"I know, Will, believe me I know, but I would have never said those things to you if I'd been myself,” Xander replied with as much conviction as he could muster. “You have to know that isn't what I really think of you," Xander said, adding a note of pleading into his voice that he knew would get to her.



"Of course, Xander," Willow assured him, and shifted closer to him so she could lean her head against his shoulder.



Taking that as his cue, Xander slipped his hand over her shoulders and pulled her to him. That closeness was all Willow need to allow the flood-gates to open and she began to let loose the emotions she'd been bottling up the past few days. Xander continued to hold her as she wept, rubbing her back and whispering to her that everything would be alright, that he would always be there for her.



As she cried, Xander gently shifted their positions, so by the time Willow had calmed down, she found herself sitting on his lap with his arms around her, his right hand gently resting on her hip. While she was confused as to how she got there, she wasn't about to complain. As she shifted to get more comfortable, she noticed that her movements were having an unexpected, although not necessarily unwanted, effect on Xander.



Xander saw her expression and smiled. "What?" he asked, knowing exactly what the problem was.



"Your- um- I mean I can feel- uh-" Willow trailed off and shifted uncomfortably under Xander's somewhat heated gaze, not used to seeing him look at her like that, like a girl and not just a friend, only to find that her movements only stirred Xander more.



"I'm sorry if you're embarrassed, Will," Xander said softly, not feeling sorry in the slightest, "but that's supposed to happen when a guy has a babe sitting on his lap."



"Babe?" Willow squeaked, her eyes wide with astonishment.



"Of course," Xander replied sincerely.



Moving in slowly, allowing Willow ample time to object or move away, he leant in and kissed her. Willow stiffened, in either shock or surprise Xander didn't know which, but after a beat or two she began to kiss him back, and soon the pair were moving their lips together slowly and sensuously, neither rushing nor hesitating. Once Xander was sure Willow wouldn't object, he deepened the kiss, running his tongue along her lips, a silent request for entry. Willow moaned pleasurably and opened her mouth slightly, allowing him entrance. Xander explored Willow's mouth with his tongue before drawing out her own, the two caressing and circling each other. Soon, Willow was the one exploring Xander's mouth, the pair moaning in pleasure. The pair eventually parted, both breathing heavily, the lust filled eyes locked on one another.



"I love you," Willow breathed, that one kiss giving her the courage to say the one thing she had wanted to say to Xander for so long.



"I love you too," Xander replied, meaning every word.



Xander did love Willow, with all of his heart, and had done so for as long as he could remember, but it had taken Gaia to show him what that love had actually meant. He had always seen Willow as the sister he had never had, and with his complete lack of anything close to experience when it came to the opposite sex, couldn't see that his feelings for her went far beyond familial.



Gaia had also allowed him to see something else; you could be in love with more than one person, and it was only human morality that prevented the race as a whole to express it. The reason that notions like marriage and adultery were created was so that the male of the species could have assurance that the children born to their mates were in fact theirs. He had no such worries in that respect, as he had learnt from a very young age that it was more important to have a loving parent than a biological one.



The problem came with convincing those that he loved that such a thing could work, but for every problem there was a solution, and Gaia had helped him there as well.



A charged look crossed between them and then they were joined in a kiss once more, this one far more heated than the one before it. As they kissed, Xander picked Willow up once more and positioned her so that she straddled him, and once again there was no way Willow was going to complain. Xander gripped her by the hips and pulled her against his denim covered erection, causing a gasp of pleasure to erupt from her.



Soon, Willow needed no such encouragement and ground herself against him with wild abandon, so Xander transferred his grip from her hips to her sides, slowly lifting her top and exposing more and more flesh to the air. Willow shivered, partly in reaction to the cold and partly in delight, but made no move to stop him, and even lifted her arms so that her top could be removed completely, quickly followed by her white cotton bra. This was far further than she had ever gotten with anyone, and while she knew they were moving very fast, she simply couldn't being herself to care.



Xander sat back a little and feasted his eyes on the vision of beauty in front of him and wondered how he got so lucky. Willow sat there flushed and panting, beads of sweat slowly rolling down the valley between her pert breasts. He cupped her gently in his hands, brushed her nipples with the pads of his thumbs, and revelled in the sighs and moans of pleasure he was wringing out of her.



Happy with the response he received, Xander dipped his head and took one nipple into his mouth, catching it lightly between his teeth before sucking it and teasing it with his tongue, please with the way that Willow was not only not stopping him, but pressing herself against him as her breath began to quicken. To ensure that the other nipple didn’t begin to feel left out, he began to roll it between his thumb and forefinger, which also had the added bonus of getting Willow even more aroused. When he felt that the nub between his teeth was as stiff as possible, he switched to the other one and gave it the same treatment.



After successfully making both nipples as hard as diamonds, Xander began to trail kisses up between Willow’s breasts before he drew her into another lust fuelled kiss.



"God, I want you so badly right now," Xander said huskily, his voice low enough that it seemed to resonate throughout Willow's body, stoking the fires of her desire to even greater heights.



"You have me," Willow replied as she ran her hands across his chest, frustrated that he was still clothed. "I'm yours," she went on as she began to unbutton his shirt, "and have been for as long as I can remember."



Xander smiled at her words and helped her to divest him of his shirt, and then groaned in pleasure as she wasted no time in paying the same attention to his nipples as he had with hers. He had to admit he was surprised by the boldness of Willow's actions, but was not going to question them as they simply played into his hands. He allowed her to take control for a while and was pleased to see that her libido had taken firm control as she pushed him back to lie on the bed and began to kiss and lick every inch of available skin, moving her way down his body until she was level with his belt.



Her hand began to waver as she went to unbuckle him, and Xander could see that her insecurities due to her lack of experience were starting to dampen her desire, and knew that there was a good chance she would change her mind and want to stop if he didn't do something to keep the momentum going.



"Willow," Xander said huskily, "I want to see you; I want to see all of you."



Xander could see that his words had the desired effect, and her hesitation disappeared as confirmation that he desired her took hold and a sultry look entered her eyes to replace the doubt. Willow stood up and then took a step away from him so that Xander could have a better look at the show.



Even though she was wearing sky blue pyjama bottoms covered in little pink pigs, Xander had never seen a more beautiful sight, only to be proven wrong moments later when Willow turned so that her back was facing him, slipped her thumbs into the waistband of her pyjama bottoms and slowly bent over; Xander watched mesmerised as she slowly lowered her pyjama bottoms to the floor, which revealed to him her tight little panty-clad ass. It was clear how aroused Willow had gotten so far when she stepped out of her pyjama bottoms, as Xander could see her panties had a very noticeable wet spot. It became even clearer seconds later when she slipped out of her panties, and he could see that her neatly trimmed bush and was pussy glistening with her juices.



Before he could stop himself, Xander growled low in his throat as his desire went up another level. He could see Willow freeze as she heard him, and for a moment he feared he'd blown the whole thing, but inwardly sighed in relief when she instead shivered and moaned in delight at getting such a visceral reaction from him. No longer able to remain a spectator, Xander stood up smoothly and picked Willow up; he deposited her on the bed and knelt down before her so that he was level with her molten core.



"You smell so fucking good," Xander growled as he leaned in close and breathed deeply, revelling in the arousal that he had caused within her.



"Please, Xander, don't tease me," Willow pleaded, moving her pelvis around in a desperate attempt for her pussy to come into contact with him.



Unfortunately for her, Xander had a firm hold of her upper thighs so she could barely move. This was the first time he had ever seen a real live pussy before and wasn't about to be rushed, not to mention he got a kick out of how Willow had become so wanton so quickly.



However, he had never been one to deny Willow what she wanted if it were in his power, so after a couple more seconds to enjoy the view, he leant in and began to lick, nip and suck on the inner thighs, slowly veering closer and closer to her sex. Willow jerked and writhed as much as Xander's hold on her allowed, mewling and crying in growing ecstasy as he played her like a musical instrument.



Finally, after what felt like a lifetime to Willow, Xander reached her core and planted an open mouthed kiss on her lower lips, tracing his tongue along her labia before quickly entering her for the first time and tasting her sweet nectar from the source. Creating a seal with his mouth, Xander began to suck on her whilst swirling his tongue within her, trying to reach as far inside as he was able, and with Gaia's assistance that was quite a bit further than any normal human could reach. As he felt a rough patch, which he knew to be her G-spot, Xander began to flick his tongue against it, and that was all Willow needed to thrust her over the edge and into the longest and most powerful orgasm of her life.



“Xander!” Willow screamed as her body began to contort as though she was in contact with a live wire, and even with his augmentations Xander had trouble keeping her still.



Despite her bucking and wiggling, he managed to continue his onslaught, adjusting his position slightly so that he could take the throbbing pearl that was her clit into his mouth and gently teased it with his teeth whilst adding first one and then two fingers into her soaked channel, quickly bringing her to another earth shattering orgasm. Finally, Willow went limp on the bed, and only her heaving breaths interspersed with moans of carnal delight proved that she was still conscious.



“Xander, please stop, can’t take anymore,” Willow begged raggedly, although her protestations were half-hearted, as despite how exhausted she felt, she was still enjoying every nanosecond.



Xander was not finished with her anyway, so he ignored her pleas and continued to thrust his fingers within her, adding a third as her pussy became accustomed to his more than welcome intrusion. Her channel had steadily become more and more lubricated, almost gushing with her sexual nectar, and Xander quickly found the taste to be addictive and drank it down greedily.



During his physical exploration of Willow's channel, he had been surprised when he had not encountered any resistance, but knew that there many ways for Willow to have lost her hymen, and given that he wasn't like some guys who wanted to be the one to take a girl’s cherry, he gave it no further thought beyond the fact that she would at least be spared the pain that normally accompanied her first time.



He could feel that Willow was close to cumming for a third time, and prepared himself. He maintained the speed of his fingers, keeping her close to cumming but not giving her enough to fall over the edge, and began to kiss and lick his way back to her inner thigh. Holding her securely and speeding up his thrusts, he began to nip and suck on her thigh, and as he brushed the pad of his thumb across her clit, which sent her off on another wave of pleasure, he increased the pressure of his bite until his now razor sharp canines pierced her skin.



The pain of his bite was lost in the maelstrom of pleasure that coursed through Willow's veins as she came for a third time, her mouth wide open in a silent scream of ecstasy. Her eyes flashed a deep, emerald green for a moment before they returned to their natural colour, and then she flopped bonelessly onto the bed and was still, the power of the orgasm and the changes made to her by Xander's mark enough to send her into sweet oblivion.



Xander licked at the wound he had made on her thigh, which caused the wound to first close and then disappear altogether, and then began to lick his fingers and her pussy clean of her juices. Once done, he stood and positioned Willow so that she was more comfortable on the bed, before he then divested himself of the rest of his clothing and laid down beside her, pulling her to him so as much of their bodies were in contact as possible before he joined her in sleep.



~*~



Xander awoke a couple of hours later, and smiled as he heard the soft breathing of the girl in bed with him. Their positions hadn't changed much from when they had fallen asleep, although at some point Willow had grabbed the arm he had thrown over her and placed it between her breasts. As he became more aware of himself, he could feel his hardness pressing against her lower back, pulsing in time with his heartbeat.



He hadn't taken care of his own needs before, having wanted, needed the focus to be on Willow, but now his own libido was making itself known. Just because he wanted to get off, however, didn't mean that he assumed that Willow wanted to be party to it, but he certainly hoped so.



To that end, Xander slowly moved down the bed so that he could place soft kisses along her shoulder and neck. His movements caused his cock to nudge Willow in the crack of her ass before it slipped in the gap between her legs and brushed up against her pussy lips. The movement caused Willow to moan softly in her sleep and move back against him slightly; Xander took that as a good sign and began to gently move his hips back and forward, rubbing the head of hic throbbing cock against her slit and quickly felt it become coated by her juices as she began to get aroused once more.



"Hmm, Xander, harder," Willow moaned softly, still half asleep.



Despite her lack of awareness, Xander complied with her request and sped up his movements, feeling the tip of his rock hard shaft beginning to part her folds a little bit with each thrust. He knew that if he angled himself right and put a bit more force into it, he would be able to sheathe himself inside her, and while the thought of being surrounded by her heat made his cock twitch and get even harder than it was before, he held himself back. He knew there was little he could do to her that Willow would rebel against, especially now, but he also knew that just because he could do something didn't necessarily mean he should.



It wasn't long before his movements brought Willow to full wakefulness, and for a moment she was confused about what was going on, but then everything came back to her in a rush and, coupled with the delicious sensations Xander was causing within her with his movements, had a small but no less satisfying orgasm that left her panting but also wanting more.



Stretching languidly, Willow shifted positions so that she was facing Xander, but still as close as was possible, and brought him into an open mouthed kiss.



"Hi," Willow said sultrily, before she leaned in and kissed him again, putting every bit of love and lust she felt for him in it.



"Hey yourself," Xander replied when she pulled back, his breathing a little laboured.



"By my guess, I'm ahead about four to nothing," Willow told him as her hand trailed down his chest and abdomen, finally stopping mere millimetres away from his hard, throbbing shaft. "I think it's about time I evened the odds a little, don't you?"



Before Xander had a chance to reply, Willow's hand moved the short distance to his cock and grasped it softly, before stroking it in gentle but sure movements, completely comfortable in her position. Willow took pride in the fact that she had been the one to make Xander that hard, that she had been the one that had made him so hot he was just about ready to explode. Willow took extra pride in the way Xander's eyed became half lidded and his breathing became faster and more laboured as she continued her ministrations, how his hips jerked involuntarily to increase the friction.



“Fuck, that feels good,” Xander panted, already starting to feel himself reach the point of no return.



She knew without a shadow of a doubt that it wouldn't take much more for him to cum, and while a vision of watching him explode over her stomach and breasts filled her mind and caused her pussy to spritz, that would be for another time; this time she didn't want to waste a single drop.



Willow slithered her way down Xander's body until her face was in line with the head of his cock, and then licked the tip with her tongue, taking the bead of precum that had oozed out of him into her mouth and savouring the heady flavour that she knew she would soon get a lot more of.



“Hey there,” Willow said to his cock, “you and I are going to get to know each other a lot.”



Xander did nothing to stop her, nor did he try and move things along; he was enjoying every millisecond of what she was doing to him, and had no intention of interfering with her, as he knew he would most definitely enjoy the results no matter what she did. He was proven right mere seconds later as she began to twirl her tongue around the head of his cock before taking it into her mouth and sucking gently, almost as though she were French kissing his cock.



“Ohh, Willow, don’t stop,” Xander breathed.



Willow inwardly smiled as she slowly began to take more and more of him into her mouth, stroking whatever was outside with one hand whilst gently kneading his balls with the other. While Willow would like nothing more than to take all of him into her, she knew her limitations and didn't want to ruin the first blowjob she ever gave him by gagging on him.



Xander would have liked to have felt that as well, but didn’t press the issue for the same reason. He did, however, slowly stroke her hair as she sucked on him, occasionally guiding her movements but on the whole just allowed her to do whatever the hell she wanted.



“Willow, if you keep doing that, I’m gonna cum,” Xander warned about a minute later, his hips twitching slightly as the urge to thrust into her throat increased.



As she felt Xander thrust up at her, Willow placed one hand at the base of his cock to ensure she didn’t take more of him than she could handle, and then increased the speed of the movements, her mouth and hand moving ion perfect harmony.



Xander began to growl as he lost the battle to hold on, and Willow took that as her cue and began to suck on him with more force, her cheeks hollowing out due to the pressure, and that was enough to take him over the edge and his seed exploded into her.



“Willow!” Xander roared in exultation as spurt after spurt of cum erupted from him and into her mouth.



Willow swallowed his spend down greedily, and the realisation that she had just made the object of her fantasies cum almost enough to send her over the edge with him.



Even as she felt Xander soften, Willow continued to suckle on him, unwilling to release him from her mouth. Soon, her ministrations bore fruit as it caused him to harden once more, but instead of continuing to blow him, she released his cock with a wet pop and moved up until she faced him once more.



Xander wasted no time in bringing her into a heated kiss, not caring that he could taste himself. “You are a goddess,” he breathed as he released her.



“I bet you say that to all the girls,” Willow replied.



“No,” Xander said firmly. “Just you.”



In a quick movement Xander shifted their positions so that he was on top of her, and Willow eagerly opened her legs as wide as she could get them to give him complete access to her now dripping core. Xander positioned the tip of his cock at her entrance and pushed slightly, just enough to part her lips.



"Are you sure you want to do this?" Xander asked, needing to hear her say the words despite the visible evidence of her readiness.



"I've never been more sure of anything, Xander," Willow assured him, raising her hips to take a little more of him inside her. "I am yours; mind body and soul. Now, fuck me; take what is yours."



Xander needed no further encouragement and in one slow, sure movement, sheathed himself fully inside her, his pelvis pressing against hers. They both moaned at the feeling of being connected in such an intimate, primal way, and neither one moved for several seconds to revel in the sensation.



“You’re so big, so hard,” Willow moaned. “I’ve never felt so full.”



“You feel so good wrapped around me,” Xander replied as he revelled in the feeling of being encased within her, “So hot, so tight.”



Soon, however, just lying there wasn’t enough and Xander moved back until just the tip of him remained inside of her, enjoying the moan of disappointment his action brought out of Willow, before he pushed back inside her, this time with more force.



On his third thrust, Willow wrapped her legs around him, locked her ankles, and thrust up to meet him to maximise the force of his entry, needing to feel every single millimetre of his rock hard shaft. “Oh god yes,” she gasped, “fuck me harder.”



Xander was more than happy to oblige, and they soon had a hard, pounding rhythm going, Xander pumping into her with ever increasing force, all the while watching his lover's face for any signs of discomfort.



He needn't have worried, as Willow was enjoying every moment, and even when she did feel the odd moment of pain, it only seemed to increase the pleasure she felt. She could feel him as he hit the back of her pussy, pushing against her cervix as though in a bid to gain entry to the very centre of her being. She thrust up even harder against him, wanting him to breach the final barrier within her, wanting him to possess her completely.



Xander could feel the tip of his cock hitting something as he bottomed out inside of her, and could tell that Willow was getting off on it, so he too put more effort into his thrusts, letting go of his control completely as he began to push into her full force, grunting with the effort.



"Yes! Fuck me harder! Don't stop! Don't ever. Fucking. Stop!" Willow screamed at the top of her lungs as she felt Xander's cock finally enter her womb, her movement becoming more and more erratic as her pleasure reached fever pitch.



"Gonna cum soon," Xander panted, knowing that they weren't using protection. He knew that babies weren't a problem, as Gaia had given him the ability to control things like that, but he still wanted to give Willow the option, and he had to admit that the thought of unloading onto her face or breasts was a nice one.



"Cum for me baby, cum inside me, fill me up," Willow replied semi-coherently, not caring that she might get pregnant. All she cared about was the pleasure she was feeling, and the fact that it was Xander making her feel that way. She had known for as long as she could remember that Xander would be the father of her babies, and in her lust fuelled state she didn't care whether that happened tonight or later on down the road.



Never one to disappoint, Xander thrust into her once, twice, three times before he came inside her with a roar of animalistic joy. Xander's body remained rigid for several moments, as though suspended in time, before he collapsed on top of her, crushing her into the mattress.



Willow felt his cock expand and then explode inside her, filling her to the brim, and that was enough to trigger her own orgasm and joined him in sensual nirvana, screaming Xander’s name to the heavens. Willow didn't mind the extra pressure as Xander slumped spent against her, and revelled in the feel of being pushed into the mattress, having never felt so safe, or as loved as she did right at that second.



It took a minute or two before either one of them was capable of moving, and by that time Xander's cock had softened and fallen out of Willow's channel, allowing their combined fluids to seep out of her and onto the duvet beneath them. The pair rolled away from the mess and got up; by some unspoken agreement they began to divest the bed of the duvet, and got back on the bed and cuddled into each other.



"I didn't hurt you, did I?" Xander asked softly as he stroked his fingers through her hair.



"No," Willow replied, "but even if you had, it would have been a good hurt."



"I love you," Xander whispered before he captured her lips.



"I love you too," Willow returned as they parted.



They continued to kiss, neither one feeling a need to take it a step further. After a few minutes though, Xander began to harden once more, his cock brushing against Willow's thigh, twitching in time with his heartbeat. Despite that, Xander was more than content with what they were doing, as he was revelling in the sensation that he had just made love to one of the most beautiful girls he had ever seen.



Willow, however, had other plans, and wanted to cement in Xander's mind that she was his, and took his cock into her hand and stroked it from base to tip until he was completely hard and once more ready to go.



Willow had no idea that she was being influenced by the suggestions implanted into her mind by Gaia, although at the moment she was so horny she probably wouldn’t care. They were suggestions that would complete the binding ritual that had begun when Xander had marked her, ensuring that she would always remain faithful and loyal to him, and that she would defer to him in all things.



Not even Xander was fully aware of what the ritual truly did, or even that it went beyond marking her; he only believed that it would help Willow to see things the same way he now did. Gaia knew that if Xander realised that he would effectively control Willow, that he would be her master in every way but in name, and that the same would go for anyone else that he completed the ritual with, he wouldn't go through with it, despite her link with him.



It was, after all, his strength of will that had brought him to her attention in the first place; he had been the last one to succumb to the hyena spirit that had possessed him, and even then had been able to influence it enough so that he had only *attempted* to rape his friend, Buffy, instead of actually succeeding.



By the time Xander did figure out what had happened it would be too late, and she had an inkling that by that time he might not even care.



"Xander," Willow whispered as she continued to stroke his cock, her lips almost brushing his ear, "you've taken my mouth, and you've taken my pussy; now it's time to complete the set."



It took a moment for Willow's words to set in, but when they did Xander's eyes widened in shock. Never in a million years would he have believed that Willow would go for something like anal, and despite having the odd fantasy, would never have suggested it himself.



"Willow, are you sure about this?" Xander asked seriously, needing to know that she truly meant what she had said so that he didn’t get his hopes up.



"Absolutely," Willow replied immediately, her tone calm and steady. "I want you to be my first in all things, Xander, and the thought of you taking me like that..." Willow trailed off as a moan escaped her lips and she shivered in delight. "God, it makes me so wet. I want to feel you in my ass, I want you to fill me and fuck me and..." she trailed off again, and the speed of her strokes on his cock increased. "Please, Xander, fuck my ass,” she pleaded, her eyes dark with lust, “fuck my ass until you fill me with your cum."



Willow's words, and the tone she used, stoked the fires of Xander's lust in a way nothing had before, and his desire only increased as Willow shifted her position so that she was on her knees with her ass in the air, while she somehow managed to maintain her hold on his weeping cock, rubbing his precum over the glans and shaft.



Xander knew that he would hurt her if she weren't completely ready for him, so after removing her grip on his cock, which caused both of them to moan in disappointment, he dipped his index finger into her pussy a few times to lubricate it and then gently began to penetrate her ass. He quickly noticed that there was nowhere near the resistance he had thought there’d be, which gave him further proof of just how much Willow wanted this. Once he had his finger fully embedded and was able to smoothly move it in and out, he added a second finger, this time meeting more resistance as her anus began to be stretched.



“Ohh, more, Xander, please,” Willow whined in frustration, having quickly found that her ass was just as sensitive as her pussy.



Willow’s moans of pleasure quickly spurred Xander on to add a third finger, and soon he was thrusting all three into her quite firmly, with Willow moving her ass in time against him, grunting with the effort.



Finally, Xander was satisfied that Willow was as prepared for him as she could be, having made her cum twice from his actions. He then slipped his cock inside her well lubricated pussy, something Xander doubted he would ever get tired of, he thrust into her for a few minutes at a steady pace, both to coat his cock with her juices and because the way her vaginal muscles fluttered around him as she came felt so damn good.



Happy that he had brought Willow off again, and that his cock was well and truly lubricated, he positioned the head of his shaft against her ass and slowly pushed against her rosebud until his head had closed around him.



“So big, you’re stretching me so good,” Willow groaned in delight.



He repositioned slightly, getting himself more comfortable, and then began to ease his entire length into her before drawing out until just the head remained and then repeated the process. Xander kept his speed slow for a while, first to ensure that Willow was completely accustomed to him, and because it felt fan-fucking-tastic, but soon Willow’s pleas for him to speed up made him increase his tempo.



“You feel so fucking good,” Xander grunted, “I could do this forever.”



“If that’s an offer, I’ll take it,” Willow replied immediately, meaning every word.



Xander soon had a good pace going, but ensured that he kept complete control of their movements to make absolutely certain of not causing Willow any unnecessary pain. He was enjoying the sensations too much for this to be a one-time thing, so he knew they could build up to going full out at a later date, but for right now a more leisurely pace was enough.



While that might have been the case for Xander, it wasn’t for Willow. The sensations coursing through her body, while different to before, were no less powerful or addictive, and Xander’s measured pace had quickly grown frustrating to her, and yet his hold on her made it almost impossible for her to speed things along.



“Xander, please; fuck me harder, pound me baby,” Willow begged, doing everything she could to move against him to increase the speed and force of his thrusts.



“Don’t wanna hurt you,” Xander huffed in exertion, as despite the relatively sedate pace he was starting to build up towards another orgasm.



“You won’t hurt me, Xander, you couldn’t,” Willow assured him between her own gasps and pants of desire. “I need it, Xander, fuck I need it so badly, fuck me harder, fuck me harder…”



Willow began to repeat that phrase over and over again, sometimes as little more than a whisper, sometimes it was screamed at the top of her lungs, but it soon had the desired effect as Xander began to pick up the pace. Soon, when Willow still asked him to go faster, he took it as a challenge and began to fuck her harder and faster, sometimes plunging into her rapidly but shallowly, other times he would withdraw until only the tip of his throbbing meat remained inside her before driving into her with almost savage intent, not abiding to any rhythm or pattern to ensure that Willow wasn’t able to prepare herself.



Despite the fact that he had already cum twice before, Xander could feel his balls tighten as they prepared to unload within her once more. Willow had already cum several times from his ministrations, but Xander wanted, no *needed* for her to cum with him, so as he began to reach the point of no return, he leant down and began to play with her clit, stoking the fires of her passion. When he felt himself about to let loose, he held her clit between his thumb and forefinger and pinched, hard.



“Ahh!!” That was more than enough to send Willow careening into another mind blowing orgasm as Xander splashed the insides of her colon with his sperm.



Xander could feel his strength leaving him once more, but knew that it would be painful for both of them if he were to just collapse on top of her, so with his last ounce of strength he managed to turn them both onto their sides. He could feel sleep coming over him, and his last conscious thought was pulling Willow closer to him before drifting off to sleep once more.



~*~



Xander woke at the crack of dawn, the first time that had happened in a long time. He looked at the sleeping Willow beside him and was silently thankful that it was still warm at night as neither one of them had the foresight, nor the strength, to cover themselves.



As Xander’s awareness increased, he realised that, while he was now soft, he was still sheathed inside of Willow’s ass. That meant that he would have trouble moving without waking her up, and that he would need to be gentle when he removed himself from within her, as she was neither as stretched nor as lubricated as she had been a few hours ago.



Xander still couldn’t believe how wanton Willow had been; he wasn’t stupid enough to actually complain about it given how enjoyable it was, but he still wondered where it had come from. He was aware of the phrase ‘it’s always the quiet ones’, but he hadn’t believed that to be true until now. Of course, Xander was aware of Willow’s hacking skills, which meant that she would spend a lot of time on her computer, but he’d always assumed that she’d been beavering away with programming software, chatting with other hackers online and other things that would completely go over his head. It seemed like she had been beavering away, but within a completely different section of the Internet.



His thoughts were interrupted by his stomach and bladder, and realised that he would need to wake Willow up. He gently brushed Willow’s hair away from her face and leant over to kiss her on the temple.



“Willow,” he said quietly as he rubbed her arm, “wake up.”



“Mmm… Xander,” Willow purred before she turned to face him. She didn’t get far before her eyes widened, this time in pain. “Oww!”



Xander was in a similarly pained condition, but managed not to voice it. “Yeah, we’re kinda still connected. Do you think you can reach the moisturiser next to you?” he asked, pointing to her bedside table.



Willow, still in a little pain, didn’t reply, but instead nodded and reached for the moisturiser and then handed it over to him. Xander took the container from her and immediately opened it and applied a generous amount to where they were connected. With the utmost care, he slowly eased himself out of her, happy to see that he didn’t begin to harden from the action. Recently he’d found that even the briefest contact with his cock was enough for him to start to rise to attention, but guessed that with the amount of action it had received in the last few hours it was still sleeping it off.



Once separated, the pair both got out of bed, and while Willow began to strip the bed Xander went to relieve his bladder before he returned and helped. Before Willow had a chance to gather the bedding, Xander gently grasped her arm and pulled her to him.



“I hate to sound like a broken record,” he began, “but are you okay with everything that happened last night?”



“Xander,” Willow replied, her tone a little exasperated, “last night was the best night of my entire life. You’ve made me happier than I thought possible. I said it before, and I’ll say it again; I love you. I’m yours, mind, body and soul and nothing can ever change that.”



To emphasise her point, Willow pulled Xander down and kissed him with every ounce of love she felt for him, and moaned in delight as he returned it just as much. Willow broke away from him a few moments later giggling as Xander’s stomach made itself known again.



“Hey, it’s not my fault,” Xander said defensively, “I did work up quite the appetite last night.”



“So did I,” she shot back, although her voice dropped slightly, “but you don’t here me making noises like that.”



“Of course not, because you’re a lady,” Xander agreed.



“I’m not a lady,” Willow protested, and blushed slightly. That amused Xander greatly, as he’d seen none of her famous shyness last night.



“Yes, you are,” Xander said firmly as he pulled her into another kiss. “You’re *my* lady.”



“Yours,” Willow agreed with a nod. “Alright then,” she went on as she glanced at the clock on the wall, “we have a couple of hours before school, so that gives us enough time to shower , sort my room out and have breakfast before we head over to your place so you can get changed.”



“With any luck, the ‘rents will still be passed out from their nightly drinking marathon so I won’t have to explain where I’ve been all night,” Xander said with a false smile. He was no longer worried about what his father might do to him, but until he had somewhere else to go he didn’t need things to get any worse than they already were.



Willow smiled in sympathy; while she didn’t exactly have model parents, the worst they could be accused of is forgetting she existed. She was certain that Xander would love for that to be his parents’ major fault, but if anything they noticed him too much.



To take his mind off it, Willow leant into him to remind him that they were both still naked and kissed his shoulder. “You know, I’ve been thinking about becoming more environmentally conscious, and I thought that, if we were to shower together, that would save quite a bit of water.”



Xander smiled sexily at her before he surprised her by scooping her up into his arms. “If I haven’t told you before, you’re a genius,” he said and then carried her to the bathroom.