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Night Jesse	By : Aera Category: -Buffy the Vampire Slayer > Slash - Male/Male Views: 3844 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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- 1-Night Jesse
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Author's Note: I really, really didn't like how Jesse was killed off. He could've made a potential villain for Xander. Oh well. I found the time he was dusted to be...sexy. Homoerotic. Especially when he makes that choking sound and holds onto Xander before dusting. Well, he'll dust anyway, but he'll get off before that cums!
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Jesse sneered at him, fangs bared in a grin full of teeth. “You don’t have the guts-”
A running girl bumped into the vampire, pushing him into the stake in his hand. The Vampire blinked and made an odd choking noise. Jesse didn’t turn to dust. He simply hung there, shock and pain on his face as their bodies met each other.
Xander wasn’t prepared to destroy his best friend, especially with his hand on the stake currently embedded into said best friend’s chest and their bodies in a rather awkward and increasingly compromised position.
“…Uh…Jesse?” Jesse made an odd choking noise in reply.
With a gulp, Xander tried to ignore the growing heat in his cheeks as he felt his loins reacting to the contact of another crotch rubbing against it. Tentatively, he let go of the stake, eliciting a soft gasp from the vampire, whose hands were still on his shoulders. Gently, he pulled his vampire friend off of him. Jesse’s eyes were still in shock and his human visage had returned,
“You okay?” Xander immediately felt stupid for asking. There was two thirds of wooden stake inside of Jesse’s chest.
“Ghk…”
Xander tried to ignore the fact that the compromising position they were in suddenly got more compromising, especially with Jesse apparently reacting as well as he was to it. With hesitation, he gently pulled Jesse into his arms and drug staked vampire away from the battlefield of battling vampires and slayer. Finding a dark corner, he quickly tore open Jesse’s shirt to assess the damage. Well…aside from the stake sticking out of Jesse’s suddenly lean and admirable chest, it looked fine. But shouldn’t vampires turn to dust…or something? “Jesse, man. Speak to me,” murmured Xander, his cheeks flushed from the vaguely homoeroticism that had affected him before.
“Guh…got…a…piece of…wood…in…my chest,” coughed Jesse, his face turning into a hateful glare, “And...you’ve got a woodie…you getting…off on…dusting me?”
“No,” denied Xander miserably, “Dammit, how the heck do I fix this…?”
“You’re…not…even hiding that…hard on…” Coughed Jesse.
“Shut up!” Xander eyed his best friend’s crotch, where an obvious bulge was forming despite incredible pain the vampire was probably experiencing, “You’re one to talk!”
Jesse groaned, “Fuck…don’t wanna go out like…this…”
“You were always bad at making jokes…” Sighed Xander, “Look…I’ll think of something. Just…stay here…and try not to move…”
Jesse didn’t say anything, just twitch a little. Taking this as acknowledgement, Xander returned just in time to see the remaining minions run away and the head vampire roll off the stage and turn to dust. Buffy paid him no notice, except to note that he had no stake and that Jesse had disappeared. She wasn’t going to talk about a sore subject like that with him. Giles had an understanding look in his eyes. For the moment, they left. Xander made to leave for home, but ran back to the Bronze. It was still open and empty. Save for one vampire left in a dark corner, with a wooden stake in his chest. Xander walked in, sweaty and tired as he approached the prone form of his vampiric best friend. Jesse didn’t say anything, nor move.
With a halfhearted sigh, Xander made for a long and hard trip home, all the while half dragging and half carrying his best friend turned vampire home. His parents were out, and he was exhausted. Leaving the vampire on his bed, Xander decided to take a quick shower. While the hot water hit his body, his mind couldn't help was wander to the image of Jesse's body, stale embedded into his chest, lying helplessly and vulnerable. Mild disgust coursed through him, but at least one body part didn't mind it at all. Absentmindedly, he finished and came out, in a towel.
On his bed, Jesse made a half-hearted grin at him, his zipper down and hand feebly jerking away.
“Dude! What the hell?”
“…Gonna dust anyway, felt like I might as well jerk…one off before I…” Jesse coughed several times as if to make a point.
“…Sorry,” Xander said lamely.
“…Still got that woodie,” remarked Jesse pointedly. “…” “Suck me off?”
Xander stared at him.
“You…wanted to make up for it? Suck me off, I wanna cum right before I dust,” said Jesse, as though it were the most logical thing in the world, “You owe, Xander.”
“…The things I do for you,” he grumbled as he got onto his knees and tentatively lowered his head to Jesse’s crotch. Xander licked his lips, as he inhaled Jesse’s musk. Old wood, soil, and a little bit of pre-cum. Jesse let go of his cock and it snubbed him on the nose. With a sigh, he took the cock into his mouth. For all it was, Jesse’s cock tasted like a meat popsicle.
Xander sucked on it and bobbed his head, eyes on the vampire as he closed his eyes and breathed erratically. Continuing and taking the lack of complaint to continue, he slowly began taking more of the length into his mouth and eventually into his throat. Jesse moaned softly, his chest quivering and heaving with the stake embedded inside. Mouth feeling tired, Xander decided to explore his best friend a little more and nuzzled a clean spot underneath the vampire’s clean hairless testicles and began probing an equally hairless hole.
“H-hey…what’re y-you-oooh~!” A wet tongue slid into Jesse’s hole, probing the nether regions as undead flesh parted slightly to allow Xander’s tongue passage. The vampire felt himself flex and his nipples soon grew hard with the continued probing. His hands flexed as Xander inserted an index finger into his asshole, mouth closing up around his hard cock once again.
“-Holy…augh…gonna…cum…” Xander pulled the cock out of his mouth and quickly unzipped his won jeans.
“What’re you doin-”
“If you’re gonna dust, we’re gonna do it right,” murmured Xander as he leaned into Jesse’s face for a kiss. It was awkward, sloppy, and wet. And it was just the thing to get both of their raging hormones going. Despite the morbid circumstances, the two were moaning and groaning as Xander kissed Jesse, his right hand wrapped around their cocks as flesh met flesh and slick precum lubricated their grinding. The stake was aggravating the mortal wound in the vampire’s chest, but they paid no mind to it as their tongues danced together.
“Gonna…cum,” spoke cold dead lips, as Jesse grunted. Streams of white thick sex juice hit their chests, leaving the vampire Jesse slumped on the ground as the stake was partially covered in man strudel. Scooping some of the semen from their cock, Xander slid it around Jesse’s entrance and pushed more into the hole, one finger fucked Jesse’s wet hole as he slid his cock into Jesse’s waiting mouth. Fanged teeth took care not to bite down on the warm blood-filled cock as Jesse slurped and gulped as if his unlife depended on it. It quite possibly did. It was Xander’s turn to moan as his cock felt waves of lukewarm pleasure filling his mind. He fucked his friend’s mouth for a little more before he pulled out and positioned it at Jesse’s entrance.
He paused, as if waiting for permission. The vampire would have none of it,“Hurry up…I’m need to cum...soon!”
With excruciating slowness, the head of the cock penetrated the virgin puckered ass hole, lubricated with copious amounts of cum and saliva, Jesse gripped Xander’s thighs and pulled him in further and further into his undead hole.
“Dammit, Xander fuck me, fuck me before I dust,” panted Jesse as his face vamped out in pain, and equal parts pleasure, “Fuck me!”
Obliging, Xander began to piston, faster and faster. His balls slapped against Jesse’s buttcheeks as he leaned in for a kiss, his chest jostling the stake. The hole was amazingly tight and full of wet slippery lubrication. Xander could feel his cock exploring every inch inside of Jesse. He felt a slight prick as Jesse bit his lips, eagerly sucking a little blood out. It didn’t matter; a little blood to soothe the pain and let this moment last longer was worth it.
His speed went up, and soon Jesse was crying out in small screams as his own cock waved back and fourth.
Precum spurted here and there as Jesse, with an amazingly force of will, pulled himself up onto Xander, his arms around his neck to pull himself into a passionate hormone and tear filled kiss. It didn’t need to be said, they were both going to cum, and very soon. Xander kept fucking. The bed was squeaking and churning as he pumped his cock like a mad piston ready to blow. Jesse was holding on for dear life, the stake pushing through his back and- Xander felt something white explode in the back of his head. Jesse lips were on his and he could feel something wet hit his chest.
The soft wet and suddenly tight hole became a vice around his length, milking him for every last drop. Jesse was tensing and pulled Xander's body to meet his, before coughing out, “Night Xander.” Xander felt his best friend's, and lover, hard nipples against his hot sweaty naked flesh; the feel of both their slick bodies together...and the wooden stake piercing the vampire's heart. As he said goodbye, Jesse milked him for a minute, asshole clenching around him and eliciting a low gasp and moan from from Xander.. Jesse bit his neck and became weightless, crumbling into dust.
Xander had gone still, shocked by the loss of his lover and friend. With a soft sigh, he fell back onto the bed, his body sweaty and dusty, cock limp and drained. He let sleep take him, exhaustion on top of everything taking him.
“Night Jesse.”
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