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No Tomorrow, No Regrets	By : SpecialFX Category: -Buffy the Vampire Slayer > Threesomes/Moresomes > Buffy/Faith/Xander Views: 17723 -:- Recommendations : 2 -:- Currently Reading : 2
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TITLE: No Tomorrow, No Regrets
AUTHOR: Midknight
CHAPTER: 3 of ?
FANDOM: Buffy the Vampire Slayer
SHIP: Xander / Faith / Buffy
RATING: NC-17 – Sex and Language
CATEGORY: Erotica
SPOILERS: Season 7, Finale.
SYNOPSIS: SPOILER WARNING: On the last morning before Buffy’s planned offensive, Xander and the two powered Slayers make sure they have no regrets.
UNIVERSE: As per cannon, with one small change: Wood never, ever, ever existed. Ever.
DISCLAIMER: I do not own Buffy The Vampire Slayer. None of these characters belong to me. They belong to Josh Wedon and whoever else does. I pay homage to them and I make no profit from this story in any fashion, way or means.
AUTHORS NOTE: I apologize before hand and hope you will forgive any errors or blatant discrepancies; this is likely to get complicated for me as a writer anyway.
FEEDBACK: Yes Please. It helps. It really, really helps. – midknight_tales@yahoo.com
CHAPTER THREE
Xander stood naked at the foot of the bed. Buffy was surprised to see how lean and hard bodied he’d become or how many scars he’d collected over their acquaintance. His muscles weren’t the only things that were hard. She had thought Anya had been prone to exaggeration in some of her more candid and lurid discussions about her fiancé, but apparently she hadn’t. Buffy sat up and slowly shifted herself to the foot of the bed as if mesmerized. He watched as Faith flashed him an amused smile and a shrug. “I guess that I’ll just get my own boots.” She muttered good naturedly when she saw the way things were going and she rolled to the edge of the bed furthest from Buffy as he stepped closer, his feet moving of their own volition.
He was staring again, and he knew that he was staring, but he couldn’t stop. Buffy was naked from the waist up. Her nipples were pale brown; he somehow remembered them as pink from the glimpse of her he had gotten once. But, memory seemed to be a tricky thing, and now they still glistened wetly from Faith’s ministrations. He could also see the pale pink top of her panties through her undone jeans. Xander sucked in a sharp breath when Buffy reached out and gently curled her fingers around his hard, throbbing member. Her eyes flashed up to his face. “You have a nice dick, Xander.” She complimented him and his dick lurched as if in response to her words, but really it reacted to her fingers flexing and slowly started to skim his length. “Buffy? I’m naked and… And you’re… You’re kind of not.’ He stated, the words tumbling from his lips, a less than smooth or subtly suggestion to what their next step should be. “So you are.” She replied quietly after a moment and then stood up.
Buffy was having a surreal moment. Xander was standing in front of her naked and she was stroking his dick; his long, thick, warm, slightly curved and pointed cock. It throbbed with vibrant, virile life, powered by the strong beat of his heart. It had been a long time since she’d felt that. Spike gave her what she’d needed, when she needed it, but he was essentially dead. Any heat from him was first borrowed from her and his heart didn’t beat. He had helped her feel, but now she wanted to feel life again. She released him with a gentle squeeze before she stood and acknowledged his unspoken request by digging her thumbs under the waistband of her panties at her sides and with a slight wiggle pushed her underwear and her jeans off her hips and down her legs. The crotch of her panties clung to her damp folds and she had to give an extra push to get them free. Once she got them to her knees, she let them go and drop to her feet. It was the closest thing she could do to a striptease, but it seemed to work for Xander as his dick twitched against his belly.
He gallantly offered her his hand and she felt her cheeks heat suddenly and choked back a nervous laugh at the formality of his gesture. She took his proffered hand to balance herself even though she didn’t really need it as she stepped out of the tangle of clothing one foot at a time and then kicked them to the side. His hand closed around hers and her eyes returned to his as she let him pull her to him. Buffy titled her chin up to keep eye contact as the distance between them dwindled. She could see care, wonder, awe and a pulsing hunger in him and fleeting wish that they had done this sooner. His eye patch was way to stark a reminder of what had happened and a reminder of what was to come. She let out a little sigh as her breasts flattened against his chest she lifted her heels, wrapped her arms around his neck and tilted her head further as his large, strong hand cupped her buttocks and he pulled her into a slow, probing kiss.
Her sex clenched, and flexed against itself and she felt her taut belly quiver in response to his tender kiss and the hot throb of his manhood now trapped between them. “Damn!” she heard Faith comment behind her, but the other Slayer’s voice seemed to be coming from a long way away as she luxuriated in Xander’s warm embrace, fondling hands and kissing mouth. She couldn’t even remember when she’d closed her eyes, but she found it hard work to open them again as she started to undulating against him, one leg curling around his, tangling them just as their tongues did, so that she was slowly grinding herself against his thigh. Someone was making soft little mewling noises and it was with shock that she realized they were coming from her. The kissing was good, but she wanted more, oh so much more. She had likened the nervous energy she felt to that of her going into a fight and it seemed the comparison was even closer than she had thought. The worries, the fear, the adrenaline had mixed and been diluted by her desire, the desire created in her by both Faith and Xander and now she was in that place of instinct, power and wild exhilaration.
Xander caught a glimpse of Faith over Buffy’s creamy shoulder. She was now as naked as they were and she crawled onto the bed with feline grace to sprawl across the foot of it, her eyes never leaving them. And, then there was nothing else in the world but Buffy; her large, soft blue eyes; her smooth skin, her body that was somehow both hard and soft at the same time. His hands found her ass as if by magnetism and he pulled her into a soft, but hungry kiss. His throbbing erection twitched against the confines of his belly and hers. He wasn’t sure which one of them moaned and who sighed as they plundered each other’s mouths. He followed her mouth when she started to break the kiss and she nipped at his lips to playfully discourage him, but he just nipped back. She eventually caught his chin and held his head in place while she backed off and he made a disapproving sound. She licked her lips and grinned at him.
“Let go of me.” she requested in a low, husky whisper and he frowned. Buffy gave him a saucy wink and he did as she asked more out of confusion than compliance. She gave him a quick, hard hungry kiss and then slowly sunk to her knees. “Buffy?” he asked questioningly, but she just flashed him one of her dazzling smiles. “Go with it, X. I think I might just enjoy watching this as much as you will experiencing it. “Not as much as I will.” Buffy said turning her head toward the other Slayer for a moment and Faith gave a smoky laugh and nodded her agreement. Xander’s dick lurched as her hot breath bathed it and her slim fingers wrapped around it when she turned back to him. He’d had some fairly elaborate dreams and fantasies about Buffy over the years, but not even his subconscious had strayed to the scene that was slowly unfolding in front of him.
Her breath grew hotter and then was replaced by the liquid heat of her sucking mouth. The small of his back twitched as he forced his hips not to buck as Buffy gently cradled and then fondled his balls while she slowly walked her lips down his length, her tongue a swirling, feathery caress and a surge of delight pulsed into when her lips tightened as she sucked. She took about half of him in and he couldn’t, didn’t want to stifle his moan of appreciation as she started to bob her head. Her mouth was a hot, greased silk caress against the throbbing skin of his hardness, her petite, but strong hand alternating between his balls and the part of him her lips didn’t reach. He wanted to look down, to watch her, but he lifted his chin instead, focusing on the far wall above the bed. The feel of her mouth and just imagining what she looked like was almost too much for the tenuous control that kept him from simply exploding.
He groaned louder when he caught movement in the lower periphery of his vision and instinctively followed it to find Faith watching them raptly, her hand between her creamy thighs, hips undulating slowly as she fingered herself and played with her clit while none too gently fondling her breasts. She caught him looking and with a lazy smile casually withdrew her two glistening digits from her sex and popped them into her mouth. His hips jerked and Buffy made a gurgling noise that also happened to vibrate her lips around him causing his hips to jerk again. It also drew his attention down to the blonde Slayer and it was almost his undoing, almost. Her lips were stretched around his girth and her big blue eyes looked up at him from between stray strands of her blonde hair. He watched as her cheeks hollowed and the accompanying suction tried to draw his climax from him as it sent a long, building jolt of pleasure into his groin.
Buffy could hear soft little sounds coming from Faith behind her, but her attention was firmly fixed on Xander as she flicked her eyes up from the dark nest of curls that surrounded him and looked up into his eyes staring down at her. She’d only taken one other living man in her mouth before, and then only once. Riley hadn’t really seemed to be into that kind of thing and Spike, well Spike had other peculiarities or maybe it was a vampire thing. Xander was quite large, but with a little effort she found that she could swallow him. She’d never had a problem with it, she didn’t know if it was a Slayer thing or just her, she’d only had three lovers before him and she hadn’t done this with Angel, but she’d always been able to take it all in, letting it slide into the snug confines of her throat without any lasting discomfort. She fleetingly thought that she could ask Faith. His masculine scent was heavy in her nose as she breathed through it as she suckled at him and slid her sealed lips up and down his length. She tasted him and explored the texture of his throbbing skin. Every part of her seemed to flood with desire, saliva in her mouth and hot, slippery cream from within her core and the way he looked at her, his familiar face made new with awe and desire, send waves of arousal dancing along her skin.
“Oh come on.” He moaned in disbelief, through clenched teeth, his eyes widening as Faith all but flowed off the bed and a moment later her dark head appeared over Buffy’s creamy shoulder. Faith had intended to give the two friends their moment, but they just looked so hot and when Xander caught her eye, she just simply couldn’t resist joining in. Buffy had surprised her. Xander wasn’t exactly small, but the petite blonde had swallowed him like a pro. It seemed Slayers had certain perks that the Watcher’s Council either didn’t know about or just didn’t talk or write about. He groaned as Buffy moaned and her lips and throat vibrated around him as Faith ran her tongue over the curve of the blonde Slayers shoulder to nuzzle at her neck while she slid her hand around under Buffy’s arms and cupped and caressed her breasts. Buffy felt the warm pillows of Faith’s breasts press against her back before she felt the dark-haired Slayers lips on her skin and then her hands. Her arousal had amped as she sucked at and bobbed her head on Xander’s thick manhood and her sex twisted and clenched sharply in response to the extra stimulation from Faith. “What does he taste like?” Faith asked against the shell of her ear in a sultry whisper, her hands flexing on her breasts before her thumbs and forefingers captured and stretched the hard, taut tubes of her nipples.
Buffy drew her mouth off Xander with a heavy moan. She swirled her tongue around him as she lifted her head as if she were taking Faith’s question seriously and felt Xander shudder under her hands and take a deep breath through his nose and let it slowly through his mouth. His dick twitched in her hand as she pressed a light kiss to his tip before smacking her lips in relish. “Tasty, like man-candy.” Buffy answered with a smile. She felt Faith’s breasts slide along her back and turned her head to meet Faith’s lips as she craned over her shoulder. “Damn! I don’t think I’ll ever get used to seeing that.” Xander commented from above them as Faith’s tongue explored her mouth chasing the taste of Xander as if to verify Buffy’s answer. “It’s even better from the source.” Buffy suggested with a grin and Xander’s dick twitched in her grip with a large dollop of clear lube welling from his slit as she guided him to Faith’s waiting mouth.
The dark haired Slayer leaned further over Buffy’s shoulder and she watched as she engulfed Xander’s dick and swallowed it with ease. “Maybe it is a Slayer thing after all.” She concluded as she removed her hand and watched Faith bury her nose in Xander’s pubes. Xander was desperately trying to recall baseball, basketball and football stats as he watched Faith swallow him whole without pause. Her lips slid along his skin like velvet, followed by the liquid silk of her tongue and all the friction translated into waves of pleasure that tightened his boiling balls even further. He whined when she tilted her head ever so slightly and he slid into her throat and then did something else that constricted it around him and then rippled it in a near full length massage. He was breathing hard and shallow as Faith bobbed her head just a little, her breath from her nose also tickling the skin under his pubes as her nose bumped against it.
Xander was about to beg her to stop even as his hips started to hump in counter-sync to her mouth and breathy sounds of enjoyment dripped from his lips when she drew herself off him. Her lips made an audible pop as she lifted her head with a broad smile as she licked her lips. “You’re so right, B.” Faith commented and then the Slayers were kissing again. Faith continued to fondle Buffy’s breasts, the globes warm and firm under her hands and she could also feel the other Slayer’s rapidly beating heart while they shared Xander’s flavor. His dick slapped wetly against his hard abs as it throbbed heavily to the beat of his heart as he gulped deep breaths to steady himself. He had hardly moved, but sweat popped up on his skin and slid down his skin in little rivulets. The Slayers were making soft noises as they kissed and he refused to look at them as he tried to bring himself into check. But, in spite of himself, his eyes were drawn to them when Buffy’s increased in volume and changed in timbre. He groaned and bit his lip, using the pain as a distraction as he saw that one of Faith’s hands had left Buffy’s breasts and was now moving rhythmically between the blonde Slayer’s thighs.
“Would you ladies like to continue doing that on the bed?” he suggested, surprised at how steady his voice was. Faith broke her lip lock with Buffy and looked up at him as she withdrew her two fingers from the other Slayer. They glistened in the growing morning light. “Who are you calling a lady?” Faith asked him with a little questioning tilt of her head that made her dark tresses tumble across her shoulder and half her face before she pressed the tips of her fingers against Buffy’s lips. Buffy caught a whiff of her spicy, aroused scent wafting off Faith’s fingers and froze for a moment when they were pressed against her lips before she opened them. She’d never tasted herself before and was a little shocked at the exotic honey, cinnamon and salt flavor she encountered as she sucked her cream off Faith’s fingers as she sawed them slowly back and forth. Buffy nipped lightly at Faiths fingers before she let her extract them. “What she said.” Buffy commented following Faith’s lead. They both grinned up at him.
Faith’s chin rested on Buffy’s shoulder, cheek to cheek, gold and ebony perfection. “Would you just get on the bed, please?” He pleaded, desperation and frustration in his voice and his hands clenching at his sides as he clenched his ass to hold back the rising in his roiling nuts. She knew they were being just a little cruel teasing Xander the way they were and she could see the strain in the tautness of his body and the stitching of his cock that glistened with saliva from both of them. But, it was also kind of fun to put on the show and play the bad girl with Faith while Faith’s strong hand was still massaging her breast sending delightful pulses into her chest. They looked at each other as if they were considering his request and then Buffy turned back to look up at him. “I think that can be arranged.” Buffy capitulated with sugar sweet innocents before turning around to face Faith. The two Slayers started to kiss, nip and suck at each other as they half- crawled, half-dragged each other up onto the bed in halting, moaning, groaning stages.
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