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Buffy & Xander: 2 Naughty, 2 Good	By : theBrizzle Category: BtVS AU/AR > Het - Male/Female > Buffy/Xander Views: 5749 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Title: Buffy and Xander: 2 Naughty and 2 Good (3a/3)
By: Brooke

Couple: B/X, B/X/W, B/W, X/W, W/T, G/Anya

Disclaimer: Buffy the Vampire Slayer belongs to ME and UPN and whoever else had rights to it. Not me, no sir.

Distribution: Anywhere as long as you tell me first.

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(( )) denotes Buffy and Xander's telepathy
speaking.

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~*~

Giles� House

Jan, 18

3:10 PM

~*~
Willow had never tried so hard to actively avoid two people in her whole life�especially since she lived with them both. Well, not Xander, but he was there enough. She knew that they should talk about the night before, that they needed to, but when Buffy came in that morning and they locked eyes across the kitchen, something innate in Willow made her literally flee from the room.
Before Buffy could even address her Willow had called for Tara and told her that she was ready to go to campus. The redhead felt like shit because Tara had been the one to wave brightly at the Slayer and wish her a good day. However, she took the smallest hint of comfort in the pang of guilt she felt from Buffy at the greeting. The other woman must have been so affected by Tara�s genuinenthatthat she didn�t even think of mentioning what had happened the night before.
The rest of the day after that first encounter had been a success. If you count feeling so guilty that you were on the verge of vomiting up the breakfast you didn�t eat, a success. Willow had managed through extreme concentration managed to tune them out of her mind. She busied herself with everything and about school, math, song lyrics�anything that she could think of to not hear them.
Except when she picked up that they were talking about her, which was few and far in between. She was thinking about them so she knew that it had to go both ways, just, it seemed that the two of them had worked out a code or found a loophole that allowed them to communicate without her being privy to it.
It didn�t matter now though, Willow thought with a determined grin. It was going to end soon�as soon as she found The Balthzas Chronicles that had the reversal spell in it � the ancient text that was going to save her life.
She left campus and went straight to Giles�. She told him the bare minimum of information, simply saying that she thought of another aspect of the connection that she wanted to test. Giles had nodded and told her to report back to him with the new information and Willow had happily agreed. She�d report to the whole world when she wasn�t being driven insane anymore.
She was working as quickly and as thoroughly as possible in translating the text so that she could understand it for no other reason than she knew that Buffy was coming by with Dawn after school. She really would rather not have an actual conversation about the link, so much as tell the Slayer that she was going to reverse it and make it like it never happened. Like they hadn�t called out to each other in the heat of a three-way orgasm hours before. Like that thought hadn�t been far from Willow�s mind all day�

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She shook her head to clear it and mumbled herself through the translations. Sunnydale High was fifteen minutes away and the school day was over and 2:48 which meant that Buffy would have to collect Dawn: ten minutes, get to her car: another five, get through after school traffic: at least twenty�
�Why can�t I just drive the car to Kit�s house?!� Dawn�s whine preceded the actual opening of Giles� front door and the Wicca jumped in her seat.
�Because it�s *my* car, and I say that you can�t.� Buffy protested in her authority figure tone that her little sister always rolled her eyes at.
�Why do you insist on ruining my life?!�
�Because it�s so much fun�� Buffy trailed off when she trailed Dawn into the living room and found herself face to face with Willow. The Slayer shifted a little bit nervously but the tried to shake herself out of it. �Willow�hi.�
�Hey,� the redhead greeted in kind. �I, uh��
�Looking stuffs up?� Dawn asked and bounced over to Willow�s side � so innocently naive to the situation and the heavy tension. Willow tried not to look up at Buffy as she moved around the room and Xander kept telling her to relax�reminding her that Willow was her best friend, but that didn�t seemed to be Buffy�s problem. There was something else�an inkling in the back of Willow�s mind, a nervousness that went well beyond being caught in the middle of an intimate moment. It felt like Buffy was hiding something and searching for the right way to reveal it.
�Yep,� she managed a grin at Dawn.
�More telepathy stuff?� the teen sounded disinterested but then glanced up to her sister, who had meandered over to the side of the table to see what Willow was doing. �This is the most interesting thing that�s ever happened to you�might be your first cool story ever.�
Buffy was reading the captions to Xander silently and working to figure out exactly what Willow had in mind. �All the apocalypses are over shadowed by voices in my head?�
�There wasn�t enough Xander in your apocalypse stories,� Dawn shrugged and headed for the kitchen. �Plus how many times can you save the world and still want credit�its like beating a dead horse��
�I�ll remember that next time somebody wants to suck a mystical ball of energy into another dimension,� Buffy said somewhat snidely, and Dawn returned the contrived gesture before disappearing from the room.
Buffy cleared her throat after her little sister left and the room was cast into an unnatural silence. �Umm�Giles here?�
Willow nodded, �Upstairs. Said to call if anything came up.�
�Anya here?� Buffy asked next and let her fingers trail abstractly over the oak finished table that Willow was sitting at, and got another nod. �Upstairs?� Willow nodded. �Ew,� the Slayer frowned tightly.
((Tell me about it)) Xander grimaced with her, and Buffy noticed Willow tense.
�Wills,� she stared and sank slowly down into a seat next to her. �Last night�we��
�Tara�s got a study group again tonight,� the Wicca interrupted and Buffy looked confused. �I want to try something,� she gestured towards the book she was looking at.
�Xander and I think that we should all sit and talk about this��
�I don�t think we need to,� Willow shut the book and stood up. She crossed the room and left Buffy sitting alone at the table. �I just need to fix it.�
Buffy nodded and glanced towards the kitchen where Dawn was. ((We can fix it�)) She rolled her eyes when she heard a loud crash from upstairs that was followed by a series of giggles.
�I DIDN�T DO IT!� Dawn yelled from the kitchen.
Buffy shook her head. ((It�s just�it still happened�we still wanted it�))
�Who said that?!� Willow rebuffed louder than necessary and Buffy looked at her like she had gone crazy, gesturing sharply to her head. �And I *don�t* want to do that!�
((Willow)) Xander pleaded. ((Just�it�s just easier�))
She looked down at her feet ashamed before turning and flopping down on the couch so that she wasn�t looking at Buffy.
((What do you want to do?)) Xander asked, his voice coming in clearly as if from nowhere.
((To reverse it)) Willow said simply. ((I don�t want this)) She cut her eyes to Buffy and was met with a blank look after having picked up the idle question as to whether or not she was sure. ((I found a book and I�m going to reverse it))
((All of it?)) Buffy asked. A part of her didn�t want to give up her connection with Xander, and Willow was making it sound so absolute. She didn�t want to not have Xander like she had now, but she didn�t want Willow to feel so uncomfortable and because of it�she�d give it up for the sake of her friendship. She didn�t dwell on the fact that she didn�t mind the fact that Willow was in her mind when she was with Xander, didn�t focus on the part of her that was intrigued by the extra presence and sensations.
((Enough of it�I don�t know how much I have to undo to take me out of it�))
Xander spoke purely out of a sense of responsibility. Not for what he wanted, or what he knew Buffy wanted, but for his best friend. Whatever she needed, if it cost him everything, he would try his hardest to get it for her. ((Whatever you need to do)). He felt Buffy pause at the emotion in his voice, and knew just as well as he did that it was true�he�d do anything for Willow, but�
((I love you, Buffy)) He said regardless of the fact that he shouldn�t even need to for her to know what he felt. How could she not when she was so completely a part of him.
Willow nodded at the Slayer and Buffy sighed and agreed. ((Whatever you have to do.))
((I have to do this)) Willow didn�t know why she sounded so desperate, and couldn�t help it.
((Is Giles�))
((I haven�t told him)) Willow looked sheepishly out the window. ((I�I don�t know how much detail I can go into�)) Buffy nodded for both she an her boyfriend. ((I want to try this tonight while Tara�s on campus. She doesn�t have to know.)) She received another nod.
((And Dawn�s sleeping at a friend�s house)) Buffy spoke just as the teenager reemerged from the kitchen with a plate of nachos in hand. ((No interruptions))
((No mistakes)) Xander tossed in. ((What time?))
~*~

Summers� House

Jan, 18

8:58 PM

~*~
They had agreed on 9 PM on the reversal time before Buffy had left Giles� to take Dawn to her friend�s house. The Slayer had tried to keep the situation as casual as possible and before she had left her Watchers� she implored Willow to tell him that she still counted it as robbing tzedoradle, since he looked a lot older than Anya. That had made the redhead crack the smallest smile�but it dies when she realized that after dropping off Dawn, Buffy would probably go looking for her boyfriend. She didn�t want to have to deal with any �departing� carnal activities in their preparation for that night.
But to her surprise, *that* hadn�t even come up. They were talking again, and doing what ever it was that they did that made it unintelligible in her mind. Willow favored that less than hearing everything because now she was left wondering.
Willow was still wondering when she had shown up at Buffy�s house around 8 to set up and found the place empty. She worked alone in silence until about fifteen minutes ago when Buffy had returned and said, rather dismissively, that Xander was held up at work. She suggested that Willow just do her first and then Xander could wait until later�she flushed a little when she had said that and Willow tried, somewhat more successfully to fight her own.
She was atle tle suspicious since Willow doubted what he could be doing that late at night. ((Paper work)) Buffy answered her shortly on one of her many hurried, borderline nervous trips, in and out of the room. The Slayer was a flurry of movement and Xander was oddly silent, especially for him, and Willow didn�t like that she couldn�t get a straight read on either of them.
Buffy came back into the room finally with two minutes left before 9, sipping a can of Diet Coke and sat down on one of the cleared areas in the makeshift circle on the floor. The Slayer didn�t even attempt to meet her gaze, instead focusing on the relics that were bathed in candle light around the room.
Buffy watched as Willow lit the last candle and cast the Summers' living room into yellow bathed shadows. �Are the candles always a must when magic is being done?� the Slayer asked while thumbing through one of the books that Willow had on the floor.
�Well,� the Wicca, �generally yeah. It�s something to do with the power of flame�� she sat down in front of Buffy and pulled the book from her grasp. What the candles stood for didn�t really matter and she was having trouble reading Buffy�s thoughts to find out if there was a deeper meaning behind the seemingly off-the-wall question. She smiled when Buffy looked up at the action. �We can start,� she justified decisively.
�What powers to the flames have?� Buffy asked and folded her legs under herself to mirror Willow�s seated position so that they were facing each other. Her friend narrowed her eyes at her briefly before shaking her suspicions away and forcing another smile.
Willow took a deep breath and shrugged. Buffy was definitely skeptical and she vaguely caught a passing reference to �mood lighting� when the Slayer scanned the room and maintained her neutral expression. �I�m summoning ancient deities here. If they want candles, then candles they shall have.� Buffy just looked at her and Willow sighed. �It�s to reconnect with their power and keep myself grounded in the light, hence the white candles.�
The Slayer smiled now at the response. �If you�re going digging in my brain I like to know the details,� she shrugged. �So�who are we summoning? Hexte? Zeus?�
�Hecate, and yes as an added protection.� The Wicca didn�t need to use the link to pick up the spike of worry that went through the Slayer. �And not Zeus. No Greek mythology here.� ((But I am surprised that you would know that.))
((Why?))
Willow looked straight into Buffy�s eyes when she heard the question, noticing that the blonde didn�t even sound affronted, so much as acceptingly curious, but then ducked when the contact became too prolonged. She didn�t want her friend to know that she had heard her. �I�um�I�m calling on one I�ve never summoned before. He was mentioned in a book Giles gave me��
((Olokun)) Buffy caught Willow�s eyes again in the yellow light of the living room. She sat directly across from the redhead and didn�t even smile or blink. She just kept her face a mask of neutral acceptance. �North eastern native American god of the unconscious,� Buffy whispered only loud enough for Willow to hear.
((What the�How in the hell�))
((Did I know that?)) Willow flushed red and tried to duck away, but Buffy�s boring gaze would not be denied and she reached out and rested her hand lightly on her friend�s knee. �I heard you think it.� She said when Willow looked at her again. �And I know that you can hear me.� ((Me and Xan.))
Willow looked up shocked and shook her head slightly. ((Shit)) �I�I can�t�I don�t know what you�re��
�Then why �shit�?� Buffy asked with her mouth quirking into a slight smile.
Willow still looked like a deer caught in headlights and she scrambled for the book with the spell she wanted to enact in it.
�Cuz you�re scared,� Buffy kept speaking calmly while her friend was a flurry of anxious movement. �And you�re ashamed.�
�Buffy,� Willow stopped and frowned. She shut her eyes briefly with a sigh. �Stop it, ok.� Her voice seemed to be pleading and Buffy had the nerve to giggle. �I want to fix this.� She was becoming angry with her friend and spoke with a little bite.
�You�re ashamed because you want to fix it now,� Buffy corrected, still wearing a smile. �Three weeks after the fact.� The Slayer paused and looked into her friends eyes again and her mouth quirked into a half smile. �After you�ve gotten yourself off to your��
�Stop it.�
�You didn�t think we would know that you touched yourself to us�you listened in on me and Xander�s most intimate moments��
�I�m going to start,� Willow tried to ignore Buffy�s eerily indifferent tone while she looked around her seat for her talisman. �Where the hell is��
��the pendant of Urse?� Buffy finished and then smiled at the redhead�s semi-angry flush. �Right here,� she reached to the object at her side and held it up for Willow.
Her jaw was shaking with her frustration and she leant forward slightly to grab the talisman from Buffy�s hand, when the Slayer made no move to hand it over. Didn�t she want this over? Or was her discomfort some sort of sick joke between her and Xandow? ow? They knew what the other was thinking�feeling�was Xander somewhere laughing his ass off at her? Willow stumbled slightly forward in her attempt to avoid setting her top on fire over a candle that sat between her self and Buffy, but was steadied when the Slayer caught her shoulder.
The Wicca looked up and saw that Buffy�s annoying smirk had disappeared and she was just staring at her � her eyes darting all over her face while she held her steady with a firm hold.
�Here,� Buffy whispered and pressed the pendant into Willow�s awaiting hand, but didn�t with draw her grip right away. She lingered against the warmth of her hand, Willow still kneeling in front of her, and then let her hand trail up Willow�s shoulder to the side of her face.
Buffy wasn�t even thinking. She had made it a point not to, and she felt Willow mining her thoughts. She gripped her chin and pushed forward slightly. The move should have been obvious at that point, but Willow had made no protestations against what Buffy seemed to be initiating�was initiating.
She was kissing her. Kissing Buffy. Buffy was kissing her. Willow felt the soft pillowy warmth against her lips and she sighed. Her exhale turned into a gasp when Buffy pulled away suddenly, leaving the chaste kiss, but still lightly holding her face in place and staying so close. Close enough so that to look into her eyes they almost had to cross and yet she still scanned her face for understanding. For some sort of reaction.
((You didn�t stop me.)) Buffy finally said softly, letting her fingers move slightly against the soft skin of Willow�s cheek.
((You kissed me)) Willow countered. ((You can�t accuse me of something you�)) her defensive protests were cut off when Buffy rubbed her lips over hers again, not kissing, just touching before pulling back and looking her in the eyes again.
((Xander�s been thinking about that)) the Slayer smiled slightly. ((You knew that didn�t you?))
Her breath came out in a shaky exhalation and she nodded. ((Is that why?))
Buffy pressed forward again and this time felt Willow react, shimming closer to her seat on the floor when their lips met. The Slayer tilted her head slightly this time and opened her lips against Willow�s closed ones. She caught the sharp gasp of surprise, but then found Willow�s mouth open slightly as if on reflex � felt the tip of Willow�s tongue slip into her mouth the tiniest bit. ((You�ve been thinking about it too)) Buffy was whispering so as to keep the moment as relaxed as possible, trying to hide her own nervousness when she impulsively shot her tongue out to meet Willow�s shallow probing.
((You�re scared)) the redhead commented and continued the slow gentle kiss. She brought her hand that was holding the charm up and rested it lightly on the back of Buffy�s neck. She could feel the slight shiver that ran through her, but beyond that she could feel her heart beating out of control in her chest. A million fears and questions raced through the Slayer�s mind, including one that almost made Willow pause.
She and Xander had known for quite some time that Willow could hear them�feel them. They had discussed it and decided that they kind of liked it, that they could get off on her reaction to them. And then Buffy had used the link to tease Xander�make him imagine them together. Kissing and touching. His two girls in front of him�
Xander had wanted to see that so much. To feel Buffy kissing Willow the way she kissed him. That�s what this was.
((I�ve never kissed a girl before)) Buffy pressed harder towards Willow when she relented the slightest bit.
((You�re not too bad)) Now Willow held apprehension at the situation. Buffy wanted to please Xander�
((If I didn�t want to be here, I wouldn�t be)) Buffy sighed into Willow�s mouth and pulled her closer, kissed her harder. ((Just like if you didn�t want to, you wouldn�t either.))
Willow�s eyes snapped open and she released her hold on Buffy�s neck so suddenly that the talisman fell forgotten to the floor when she shot away from the stunned Slayer. Buffy had actually thought it first, and the fact terrified her.
Tara.
Tears threatened to fall from Willow�s eyes and she shifted further back from Buffy when her friend began to reach for her. She didn�t like the look of concern that the blonde was wearing. She shouldn�t care. It was Willow�s fault in the first place that this had gotten this far. And now it was her and her alone that had betrayed the love of her life. She snorted a bitter laughter to herself. Xander could get a hard-on all he wants while his girlfriend made out with another chick and let him mentally peep.
((You can feel the Peeper too?)) Buffy asked with a good-natured tease in her voice that was aimed at a silent, but ever-present Xander. She also hoped that her attempts at levity would help calm Willow some. Her friend, all of the sudden, had a million self-depreciating putdowns repeating themselves in her mind and Buffy hated hearing that. Xander had a diminishing tendency to do the same thing.
((I�m not peeping)) Xander�s voice came out too quickly anve hve himself away. He could sense that Buffy wanted to reassure Willow too. He wondered briefly, but didn�t dwell on the fact that Willow had wanted the kiss too. ((I�m observing quietly))
((Are you outside looking through the window?)) Buffy taunted. ((Isn�t that you�re prime stalking local?))
((I�ll have you know, I�m in my car�parked across the street�with binoculars.)) He heard Buffy giggling in his mind and it made him smile. ((I like the white candles. We should use�))
�I can�t do this,� Willow erupted suddenly and pushed herself from the floor.
�Wills!� Buffy followed her movement and stood up quickly as Willow rushed past her. �Wills wait!� She watched the other woman ignore her and run up the stairs and she let her head drop. ((You had better get here)) she told Xander and let her disappointment wash over him.
((On my way. Try to talk to her in the mean time.))
Buffy nodded and headed up the stairs. Xander was only about five minutes away, on his way back from his place because he needed to get some blueprints for his project the next day.
((And by the way, sweetheart)) his voice resurfaced suddenly after a moment, interrupting Buffy�s nervous staring at Willow�s closed and presumed locked bedroom door. ((That was totally hot.))
Buffy smiled shortly but then heard Willow�s snort of disgust and shame. �Willow,� she called and reached out to touch the frame of the door. �Willow, open the door.�
((I can�t believe this�))
The Slayer rolled her eyes and focused on tuning out the rampage in her mind. �Just come talk�I�Willow I�m sorry. I�Xander and I misread, I guess��
((Misread)) the Wicca snorted bitterly. ((Yeah, that�s it. You misread the fact that I�ve been in a relationship for�))
�We�re sorry, Willow,� Buffy was pleading now. She reached for the door knob, �C�mon. Let�s just talk it out. Friends talk, Wills. We�re still friends.�
((Tara trusted me)) Willow was crying behind the locked door and Buffy shut her eyes with a sigh. ((It�s like anyone I�m with turns their back for three seconds and I�m all over somebody else))
Buffy turned when she heard her front door unlock and Xander�s footsteps climbing the stairs quickly. �You know that�s not true Willow,� he denied after offering his girlfriend a weak smile as he joined her at the door. �She trusts you because she loves you. We�re so sorry�you have no idea how sorry we are.�
((I�ll bet.)) �JUST GO AWAY!�

�Will�� Xander was stopped by Buffy�s hand landing gently on his arm. She shook her head and gripped his forearm, tugging him a little way down the hall towards her room. �Buffy,� he whispered harshly, �She�s seriously upset, we can�t just��
�Not anymore tonight.� Buffy said tiredly. �It�s not going to do any good. I say we just stay of hof her way until she wants to talk to us.� ((If ever))
Xander waokinoking gravely at Willow�s bedroom door, but still turned to follow Buffy into her room, shutting the door with a soft click behind him. �She�s always going to be my best friend.�
�Mine too,� Buffy insisted, sitting down on her bed and reaching over to fiddle with the picture frames on her night table so as not to have to look Xander�s steady gaze head on. �Its just that now�now�s not the time to talk about it. When she calms down��
�And that�ll happen when Tara gets home? Sees her crying and wants to know why? Maybe thinks that its something she did?� Xander was pacing back and forth, �Buff this is our fault. We can�t just sit here.�
Buffy grinned desperately and hopefully. �Tara said that she was going to stay on campus before she left. Huge test tomorrow.�
Xander stopped pacing and looked skeptically at Buffy. �On Saturday?� she nodded. �I pay taxes so that kids have tests on the weekends?!�
Buffy rolled her eyes and patted the mattress next to her, indicating for Xander to stop wigging and take a seat. He flopped dramatically to her side with a loud sigh and Buffy lay down, much more calmly beside him � laying close side-by-side and looking into his eyes. �I�d be freaked out too if my best friend kissed me and proposed that I do�things,� Buffy gestured ostentatiously with her hands, ��with her *and* her boyfriend.�
�Willow?� Xander quirked an eyebrow. �A three way with you, Wills and Ta��
�Can you be serious for three seconds or would you explode on attempt?� Bufft hit him off with a stern glare that shut Xander up. �That�s why we�re having this problem in the first place.�
Xander rolled his eyes and took a deep breath. �So, what? No joking? No talking? Anything else I can�t do since my best friend might want to turn me into the rat I am?�
((You�re not a rat))
�You�re not a rat,� Buffy agreed with Willow�s sob racked denial. �I just�say that�Angel�Say Angel came back and kissed me.� Xander tensed beside her immediately. �Exactly. You�d trust me to not kiss him back��
��and Willow kissed you back,� Xander sighed.
Buffy looked away shyly and gnawed at her lip, �Would you leave me?�
Xander reached up and touched the tip of her chin lightly to redirect her gaze to him. �No.� The Slayer lookedhim him skeptically. �I�m serious, Buffy. I wouldn�t leave you over one kiss with Angel. I wouldn�t be doing a happy dance of joy, but I wouldn�t leave you. One kiss, even if you got caught up in the moment and kissed him back some��
�What if he wanted to have sex with me?�
Xander gulped. �You wouldn�t. You guys�you can�t because�the soul��
Buffy pressed over quickly and kissed his doubt away with a sweet caress. �And I would never cheat on you,� she assured him. �But what if I wanted to?�
�Sleep with Ang�� Buffy nodded despite his inability to say the vampires full name. �Willow wanted��
�Wants,� Buffy corrected. �Willow wants. Present tense.� Her train of thought was derailed when she heard a hurried stomp of angry footsteps in the hall, but both she and Xander jumped when their bedroom door flung open and then slammed closed, but their initial fear turned to concern when they were faced with a flushed, red eyed, and tear streaked Willow. She was standing with her back still to the door, her hand on the knob, as if she were trapping them all in. Silently telling them without even fully considering it herself, that they were going to work all of this out and it was going to happen that night.
�Willow?� Buffy was the first to stand in reaction while Xander followed her movement and sat up on his side of the bed. She and Xander had been talking, trying to do it out loud so that less thought would go into the words and hopefully they wouldn�t make the situation with Willow worse. However, laying side by side on Buffy�s bed the inkling both got in the backs of their minds told them that their best friend was still in tears, being racked with sobs, and feeling unbelievably guilty right down the hall�and all because of them. �Willow, what�s the matter?�
((As if you don�t know)) Xander questioned sarcastically and Willow sobbed loudly in response.
((Not helping, Xander)) Buffy replied tightly.
((I�m just saying; we plan this whole elaborate scheme�))
((It wasn�t a scheme�))
((And we didn�t even consider that she might�))
�I�m standing right here,� Willow said finally in a gravellyce. ce. �I�m standing right here, and it was a scheme that you two planned.� The couple was rendered speechless by the venom in their friend�s voice. �You *didn�t* consider me at all. You didn�t even think that maybe I was happy with Tara a...and��
�And you were so happy that you just *had* to get yourself off to me and Xander,� Buffy interrupted harshly. It wasn�t that she didn�t understand Willow�s rightful anger, so much as, she didn�t like the feeling of being attacked. Not the Slayer, and not in her own home. �You listened in because, like it or not, you wanted to. You weren�t getting something from what you have so you were taking it from us.�
Oh boy.
Xander knew both Buffy and Willow had heard his slow exhale but neither turned to face him. Willow gulped and Buffy set her jaw; both signs of impending rage ebbing just below the surface of the two women�and Willow was blocking the exit�
�I can�t believe that you think that *this* is worth what I have with Tara,� Willow gestured around the room sarcastically.
�We would never��
�Then why risk it?� Buffy interrupted her boyfriend�s statement. �If it�s not worth it then why did you kiss me downstairs?�
�You kissed me!�
�You did it back,� Buffy defied. �You grabbed me and you kissed me back. You acted out something you�ve been thinking about for��
�OH PLEASE!� the redhead laughed outright now. �Get over yourself�eves.� She gulped again and her eyes were wide. �If I thought about it, it was only because I�ve had to sit through freaking Buffy and Xander Do Sunnydale for the past three weeks. You�d be thinking about it too.�
Xander blushed and for the first time he saw a small crack in Buffy�s defenses. �You didn�t have to sit through it,� he reminded quietly, but stayed seated on the bed. �You could have said something.�
((Besides �fucker her harder, fuck her harder�.)) Buffy commented snidely and Willow glared at her.
�Giles could have helped,� Xander hoped continuing would offer some respite.
((But she didn�t want that, Babe.)) Buffy turned and looked at Xander briefly, �She wanted you to fuck me. She wanted to feel it through you.�
�So you thought about it to,� Willow hoped she didn�t sound like she was grasping at straws. Buffy had picked up enough of her mental diatribes while in the mist of fucking her boyfriend to damn all of her possible arguments for an eternity. And what did Willow have to go on? She had come in here to confront them and now she would have to stick it through... �If you knew and you heard, you just let him�� She trailed off when she saw Buffy looking at her with raised eyebrows. The Wicca sputtered when for the first time the Slayer moved away from the side of the bed, her anger seeming to phase away with each step while she studied her.
�I never denied thinking about it,� Buffy admitted in a low voice. �That�s why I kissed you.�
Willow flushed red and was fighting to still be angry. All she had to do was think of how Tara would feel and the resentment came back. At Buffy and Xander�at herself. It didn�t matter as long as it was there. And then there was Buffy, standing so close now. She had walked up; almost sauntered with a languid movement until they were standing face to face and then reached out. Her hand was even hotter against Willow�s flushed cheek than the tears that stained it when she wiped them away. Willow darted her eyes all around the room, trying to focus on anything that wasn�t the Slayer in front of her, but it wasn�t working. Not when Buffy stood in front of her looking genuinely concerned and sorry, and not when she was pushed a step further and pulled hesitantly into the Slayer�s arms in an awk hug hug. She decided against her better judgment and hugged back, her arms wrapped around Buffy�s waist and then she felt herself start to cry again.
�It�s ok if you want this,� Buffy whispered, but was surprised when Willow jerked away from her slightly. Away but not completely out of the embrace � Buffy didn�t let her have that much freedom and Willow�s arms stayed around her out of the fact that she had no place else to put them.
�It�s not ok,� Willow denied with a sniffle. �It�s not ok to want to be with somebody else when you�re in love. That�s what being in love�s about. You only ever want the one other person.� Her eyes fixed with Buffy�s skeptical expression and she heard Xander tell her that attraction to other people is normal no matter what. Sure, that was easy for him to say. He hadn�t cheated tonight, neither of them had since they were cool with the idea of a threesome. ((With you)) She didn�t even know if Xander had recognized hin thn thought. �Would it be ok if you wanted to have sex with Angel again? If you could say you were attracted to him,� she chose Xander�s scenario and asked Buffy the question. The same question that she had felt him tense to just minutes before.
�That�s not the same thing,� the Slayer�s voice was shallow.
�Why not?�
�I love Xander,� Buffy said with serious conviction. All three, at least now knew, that he was the only other man besides Angel that Buffy had uttered that statement to. Knew how significant such an utterance was in the life of the Slayer. Each day could literally be her last, yet Buffy refused to let even that open herself up completely�to anyone besides Xander, now.
�And I love Tara,� the redhead matched her tone.
((And I don�t love that Buffy and Deadboy�s attraction will suck the world into Hell)) Xander chimed in with a well disguised bitterness.
((And I love you)) Buffy repeated to him having picked up the tone.
�Do you? If you guys are so willing to do *this*?� Willow�s voice was accusing and disbelieving. She knew that if anything would piss Buffy off and end this argument, at least get her to let her go, it would be questioning one of the Slayer�s relationships. �Maybe you don�t have everything between you guys that you�d like to think�maybe you need more, too.�
But Buffy didn�t let go of her. She just faced her with a quiet indifference, borderline fury when she realized what Willow was insinuating. It was a face off.
Buffy and Willow. Their holds around each other�s waists was a polar opposite in its genteelness as their gazes were in their hardness. Daring each other, faces almost touching, so close that they were breathing each other�s breath. Off all the possible scenarios that Xander had constructed to prepare himself for the slight impossible possibility that he might actually be presented with the opportunity to have sex with Buffy *and* Willow none had entailed this.
An intense burning standoff where they were testing to see who would crack first. Buffy, whose nervous energy, despite her heightened arousal at the lingering conflict, was pitted in a battle of her body against her mind. Willow, who literally had everything to lose�if she gave into a desire that she had never even openly recognized until that night. She could lose if she took what she wanted.
And Xander, sitting on Buffy�s bed with one leg folded beneath him and watching with an almost awed expression on his face. It wasn�t that his feelings didn�t count, or even that he wasn�t feeling anything. The mental images streaking through both women�s minds compounded by his own fantasies had him rock hard since the tension firtarttarted to build. He was feeling a whole lot of things, to say the very least. Xander had broken it down to not wanting either of his girls: his girlfriend and his best friend, to do anything they didn�t feel comfortable with. No sex was worth that. He had even assured Buffy just seconds ago that he could do just fine simply imagining hot girl on girl action, he had gotten this far.
Both she and Willow had told him to shut up and had not broken their gaze. Xander now sat and regarded them with a quiet scrutiny, but still reassuring that *this* didn�t *need* to happen. Not if they didn�t want it to.
((But you do)) Buffy countered.
((Buff, I want it to rain Skittles too, but you don�t see me doing a rain dance in the jungle with a giant stick and a bucket.))
((You did that in the 9th grade)) Willow chuckled shortly but stopped when Buffy failed to find the humor, even when her boyfr huf huffed dejectedly and sat back with a pout against the headboard.
((If you don�t want this then why are you in here? Why don�t you just turn around and go)) The Slayer challenged without losing her hold on Willow�s waist. ((Turn around, go light your candles, and read your spells, and end this if you hate it so much.)) Her friend had no response save wide, denying eyes. ((Or do you hate that you do want this)) Buffy let out a taunting superior smirk. ((You want Xander, and because I�m so *not* asexual)) the blonde said with a steady conviction that dared Willow to rebuff her knowledge, ((you want me too))
Willow�s eyes snapped at that statement. ((You let *me* go if *you* don�t want this))
Buffy didn�t move. ((Do you know how much this isn�t an issue about what I want? Willow�)) �Willow,� Buffy�s voice cracked softly into the silent room, �I can tell you anything because you�re my best friend. You know everything about me because you�re my best friend�and you spied on my thoughts��
�Outside of that blank look you get sometimes I could always read you like a book,� Willow countered without even a trace of a smile, but heard Xander cracking up inside, although he hid it quite well in actuality. �You can be pretty transparent.�
Buffy arched an eyebrow and squeezed Willow�s sides a little tighter in retaliation for her assessment. �In light of that,� she continued dryly, �you know that I wouldn�t be in this situation in I �t w�t want to be. You have to know that I want this and Xander, in the end, has to be a secondary factor��
�HEY!� he spoke up from behind them and sounded slightly offended.
((Love you, Sweetie)) �He can�t make me do anything that I don�t want to do first or more.�
�He made you wait naand and chained to a wall in the basement while he had afternoon tea with Giles and Anya,� Willow smiled at Buffy�s blush when she relayed the secret that she just raided from Xander�s subconscious. The link was the best for getting secret dirt on her friends; that was one completely innt upt upside.
((Evil vampire master meets hot young unsuspecting college coed in a dark alley)) Xander was smiling broadly at the memory of that particular game and neither Buffy nor Willow needed to see it to sense its devious glee. �They came to drop off those books and you know Ahn�s a talker�I didn�t want to be a bad host.�
�So you left the owner of the house captive in the basement?� Willow posed Buffy� question with the same skepticism that it sounded in her head.
Xander�s voice was whiney-defensive. �Having guests see you streaking through the living room would make me a bad host.�
�It makes you a bad boyfriend,� Willow smirked since Buffy�s back was still to him.
�Nobody told you to start the game upstairs!�
�I got rid of those chains anyway,� Buffy finally spoke for herself. �I don�t want anything in this house that I can�t break.� She aimed the last bit of that statement to Xander and purposely squeezed her PC muscles as hard as she could. She could fell how hard Xander still was and refused to let him off easy. She smiled when she heard Xander groan and saw Willow�s eye lids droop as she relaxed a little further into her arms.
The heat began to build again, the fire being stoked by the Slayer�s flexing of her inner muscles and her constant reminders to her boyfriend of how iuld uld feel around him. Willow shook and held Buffy tighter. The passion between her two friends was so thick�overpowering�it could easily take her under. It was so easy to crash and burn alive in and to do it so willingly. The shear impulsiveness and alacrity with which her friends reacted to each other with was enough to weaken her knees, it had and did even when she wasn�t physically as involved as she was now. There was just something about the way Buffy and Xander felt around each other�for each other that shocked and thrilled her enough to make her pause. Willow couldn�t deny that she wanted to feel everything with them. To be swept away by undeniable instinctivenss and not give a fuck. To just follow her heart and her body to what it wanted then and there.
But it wasn�t. She wasn�t like them in that respect. She was logical and reasonable and she thought things through�
((Don�t do anything�))
((That I don�t want to do)) Willow completed for Buffy this time. ((But I do�I�)) she trailed off and ducked her head just barely catching Buffy�s still parted lips with her own. The kiss was soft and still slightly insecure and inquisitive when both tilted their heads up briefly and licked into each other�s mouths.
They heard Xander moan behind them when they impulsively pressed closer together. �I want to,� Willow whispered when they broke apart. �Was there ever something you just wanted�something you for sure weren�t supposed to have but wanted it anyway?� she aimed the question at Xander when he mentally asked about Tara again. �Something that you just know can make you happy��
�Consequences be damned.� Buffy finished while studying Willow�s almost anguished expression � so eager to have somebody relate to what she was feeling right at that moment. �Xander��
((Hurricane Chocolate Bars with almonds))
Both Buffy and Xander answered at the same time and it made Willow smile.
((I�m allergic to almonds))
The Slayer rolled her eyes at the man behind her but didn�t turn to face him. �Xander makes me feel that way�has since I fell in love with him.�
�Me too,� Willow admitted almost as shyly as Buffy did when she openly bared her soul just moments before. �Both�I never thought about both of you��
�And iok iok if you have,� Xander�s voice was husky and suddenly closer than before. Neither had noticed him move from the bed, but he was standing there, warm and hard and pressed behind Buffy all the same. The blondeded ded with the slightest moan when Xander rested his large hands on her hips and pulled her body back against his. The very evident hard strain just beneath two layers of cotton pushed against the top curve of her ass and he ground slightly into her. Xander�s head dropped down and he dropped several light kisses, mixed with brief licks over her shoulder and up the side of her neck before lifting his gaze to Willow�s over Buffy�s shoulder. �You have and you don�t have to lie, Willow.�
The Wicca�s eyes dropped shamefully but then darted back up when she felt a sudden urge from Buffy to kiss her frown away.
((See)) Buffy�s mouth quirked into a half smile and something about it made Willow want to lick her lips. ((I have too thought about you like that.))
Willow wanted to laugh to lighten the mood � to make herself feel better about wanting so badly to not leave this room or situation. �I don�t want to be a bad person.� Her light eyes were pleading as they darted back and forth between Xander�s dark brown and Buffy�s hazel-gray.
�You�re not, Willow,� Buffy assured. �We love you.�
�You�re our best friend.�
Willow knew that that was the context in which Buffy meant her avowal, but Xander clarified none-the-less. �I�m going to make a mistake��
�Then don�t,� Xander said quickly without a hint of disappointment or malice and tugged Buffy away with him slightly.
�But I�m going to be happy while I make it,� she forced her smile to not feel so contrived and stepped forward more into her friends. Willow wrapped her arms around Buffy and let her hands rest low on Xander�s hips, hugging both of them loosely. She briefly tried to give herself solace in the fact that Tara would want her to be happy too�to have what she wd ifd if only for a moment. She at least would want that for Tara�she hoped she would want that for everybody she loved. ((Show me this impulsivity you guys live by)) he smile held a truly genuinely happy hint to it.
((And tomorrow?)) Xander asked, still slightly apprehensive.
((I�ll deal with it then))
Xander felt Willow steel herself with a sense of conviction and nodded. Buffy had it on the tip of her tongue to ask Willow again if she was sure. To verify, but her inquiry was swallowed when one of Willow�s hands gripped her chin and pulled her into a hard deep kiss. Buffy�s mouth was probed and swept for only the briefest moment before she was released with a gasp, but not before Xander slammed his hard-on roughly against the small of her back at the sight of it.
The Slayer didn�t fully recover before, out of the corner of her eye and so very close that she could hear the panting breaths, she saw Xander kissing his friend, indulging in a passion he had turned off abruptly all those years ago, but had somehow managed to rekindle in mere seconds.
Xander pulled back when he felt what he judged to be jealousy zigzag through the back of Buffy�s mind. He skimmed one hand across to Willow�s hip, sealing his girlfriend between hard and soft; while his other hand moved up Buffy�s side. He dug his fingers in lightly enough to elicit a moan and make her arch into Willow when he skimmed up past her breast, but then continued up over her shoulder and guiding her face around to his with the gentlest touch on her chin. ((Always you)) he held her gaze to make sure that she knew and accepted the truth in that fact and then bent to capture her lips with his own.
Buffy deepened the kiss almost immediately, melting into him and thrusting her tongue into his mouth despite the backward and twisted angle. She turned lithely in Willow�s arms so that she was facing Xander and granted better access to his mouth and looped her arms around his neck.
Willow thought before acting and when she felt them hesitate and rise question to end this now, she dove in, lapping at the back of Buffy�s neck. She moved her hands, shakily, but assuredly to the hem of the Slayer�s tiny t-shirt and smirked into her kiss when Buffy jumped, gasped and arched back, grinding her ass into her hips. Willow tugged the shirt up, pulling Buffy�s arms up with it and forcing her to relinquish her hold on Xander temporarily. She tossed the garment across the room once her task was complete and was faced with Buffy, left naked from the waist up and blushing from both her and Xander�s gaze on her bare skin.
Willow�s hands glided up Buffy�s sides and the Slayer shudder back against her, jumping almost at the foreign touch of another woman, while Xander�s gawked open mouthed at the confidence at which his redheaded friend�s hands moved. And Buffy let her touch her. Her mouth opened and she was fighting to keep her eyes open while her body jerked under the heady sensations. ((Willow))
The Wicca pulled away slightly but was stopped when Buffy�s hands joined hers on her breasts and held them in place, squeezed them againer oer own flesh.
((Feels good)) Buffy gulped, her eyes locked with Xander�s. Willow murmured behind her and continued raining kisses down the side of her neck. Buffy turned her head to give better access and her eyes rolled shut when Willow�s teeth scrapped past the sensitive spot just below and behind her right ear.
�Found it,� Willow licked against the spot the grinned up at Xander. ((Thanks))
Xander nodded and exhaled a shuddery breath while he watched silently., his erection straining in his pants obviously through the khaki material.
((Come play, Xander)) Buffy�s eyes opened suddenly and she reached out and grabbed him by the belt and pulled him close to her. He licked his lips and dove down to run his mouth over the neglected other side of her neck while Buffy�s fingers undid his belt and fly, pushing the fabric down some before attacking his shirt and writhing under the duel pleasures of their mouths. Her two best friends ever. Her allies. Her life. Her man and her girl friend, in the very innocent sense of the term until they put their tongues in each others mouths.
Willow�s hands moved back down to Buffy�s hips and undid the button fly of her jeans while Xander man managed to kiss his way up from her neck ans nos now kissing his girlfriend full on. The redhead interrupted their union by eliciting a sharp gasp from the Slayer when she delved her hand into her pants over the fabric of her panties�what little there was of them. ((Okay?)) she asked when the room became eerily still for a second and all three adjusted to the new situation.
�Yeah,� Buffy settled first, since Xander wasn�t going to even dare think of a response affirmative or negative. She peeled Xander�s shirt the rest of the way off his shoulders and duck some to lick at his chest, catching one of his pebbled nipples between her teeth and biting down. �Very ok.�
Xander was glancing down at the top of Buffy�s head through drooped eyelids while she sucked at his pecs and then brought a hand up all the way around her to card his fingers through Willow�s hair. His jaw was shaking slightly and she could feel his desire when he applied a slight pressure,dingding her head back to its spot against Buffy�s neck. �Bed,� he husked out after another moment of watching and feeling and being utterly overwhelmed and completely painfully hard. �Bed now.�
Buffy pulled back from his chest and scratched her hand over the bottom of his stomach above the waistband of his boxers just hard enough to make him shiver. �Clothes now,� she corrected and turned in his arms again to face Willow. She moved slowly and concentrated on her task instead of her best friend watching her when she slowly set herself and raised the hem of Willow�s shirt, just as had been done to her.
Willow mirrored Buffy�s distracted expression while both stripped the other of their pants together, not meeting eyes until they were down to just underwear�and then, helping from behind, Xander reached for the thin strings of fabric on Buffy�s hips and pushed that sheer lace down her hips, leaving her completely exposed before his hand cupped the heat between her legs.
He arched back into Buffy�s ass when she thrust back hard against him and reached out with his other hand, catching the waist of Willow�s panties on one finger and tugging the slightest bit, bringing her closer to Buffy who picked up his hint and reached for her friend. Buffy caressed the moisture dampened space through the cloth before pulling it away, but as soon as Willow had kicked the tiny scrap free of her legs, the Slayer was encircled in warm arms again. This time Willow reaching behind her and pushing Xander�s pants further out of the way. The Slayer grinned and reached behind her to help, her hands resting briefly on Willow�s again, before the Wicca abandoned her task to Buffy with a naught grin.
The Slayer had managed to lift the material out and away from Xander�s protruding shaft when Willow dropped from her line of sight � moving quickly until she was crouched on the floor in front of her and Buffy gasped, involuntarily thrusting her hips out towards the space that Willow�s face was now occupying.
The redhead gripped the Slayer�s hips while Xander held her upper body and placed a chaste kiss just above the thin line of brown pubic hair that covered her slit and Buffy moaned out loud.
((Bed now)) the Slayer ordered.

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The End Part 3a

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