Chapter One Second Chances
Title: Second Chances The Fishbowl Part One
Disclaimer: The Characters belong to Joss; I'm just playing with them. I promise I'll clean them up and put them back (I can't do anything about the smiles on their faces, though).
Disclaimer the Second: A couple of plot points regarding the relationship between Xander and Anya were sparked by The Bear's excellent Triune Series.
Pairing: (Xander/Anya (briefly); Xander/Cordelia) NC-17
Summary: A prequel to the Fishbowl Series
Authors Note: This story takes place after the 5th Season Episode "The Replacement"
Authors Note (The Second): There is a bit of dialogue from Xander in this chapter, that Kaz, my ever faithful beta *GRIN* tells me is very similar to a line used by Buffy in a different fic. When she mentioned it to me, it did sound familiar, but neither of us can remember what fic it came from, or who
the author was. If anybody recognizes the line, and knows who it belongs to, please let me know so I can give proper credit.
Buffy The Vampire Slayer: The Fish Bowl Part 0 - Second Chances (MF)
by Red Jacobson
The sun was shining as Xander sped down I-15 towards Los Angeles, listening to a recording of a Grateful Dead concert that Oz had made before he left.
"Oz, man, thanks for turning me on to these guys. Just wish I'd had the chance to see them live - oh well, one more thing to regret. Wonder if Anya has stopped cursing me yet? And the night had started so well too..."
FLASHBACK: Thirty Six Hours Earlier
"Oh! Oh! Yeah - Do it Xander! Use what I taught you. Your fingers - use your fingers! More! Ooooooooh yeah! Whew! That was great Xander. Now, lay back, it's your turn."
Anya smiled as she kissed her way down Xander's naked torso - biting at his nipples before reaching her goal. Taking him into her mouth; she relaxed her throat muscles and began to slide him in and out.
It didn't take long before Xander moaned out "Ahn! Honey I'm gonna; I'm gonna cum!"
She just started moving faster as he shot down her throat.
As he went limp in her mouth, she whispered to him "Xander, sweetie, don't fall asleep yet! We're going to put your enhanced stamina to the test. Think you're up to fucking me in the ass?"
Her words had the desired effect, and he was erect again in an instant.
"Thank you, Hallie!" Anya said, under her breath; "That was the best birthday
present I've ever gotten!"
Reaching for the lube, she prepared herself, first loosening herself up with her fingers, then lubing his cock and her ass. Straddling Xanders' hips; she lowered her ass onto his cock. As she felt his head pop in; she moaned, adjusting to the fullness. Xander reached up; fondling her breasts and rubbing his palms over her erect nipples.
"Oh Xander, that feels so good!"
"Yeah," Xander managed to gasp out.
As Anya relaxed around him, she reached down and starting rubbing her pussy; sliding fingers inside and thumbing her clit. As she felt herself get closer to orgasm, she moved faster, raising and lowering herself on his cock.
When Xander saw that she was close, he rolled them over so he was on top, putting his legs over his shoulders. He sped up his strokes, building to an orgasm of his own. They reached the peak within seconds of each other – the walls practically vibrating with their shouts.
* * *
It was when he got to work the next morning that everything went to hell. Soon after he arrived on site, he was pulled aside the foreman and told that the owner of the company wanted to see him. With no little trepidation; he got into his car, and drove into the business district to the offices of
Sunnydale Construction. The owner, Sam Deutsch, put him at ease at once, explaining that he needed Xander to help out at a site in L.A. He said that he was very pleased with Xander's work so far, and this would be an opportunity to move up the ranks. The only problem was that it was at least a six month job, and Xander would need to move into the city for the duration of the job. Xander was fine with that, figuring that the money would be helpful. It was an added bonus that it was proof that he was more than the loser his father always claimed he was.
Unfortunately, Anya refused to even consider moving, she wouldn't give any reason why, at first, but eventually explained that, for 1,100 years she had no place to call home, and now, she thought that she did, here, with him. Xander asked why she wouldn't want to be with him in Los Angeles, but all she
would say is that there was a reason, that she would be in danger if she set foot in that city. Xander offered to call his boss and say that he couldn't go, for personal reasons, but Anya wouldn't listen, and she suddenly started yelling. She accused him of wanting to be away from her so he could have sex
with other women - that he didn't want her anymore. The more that Xander tried to calm her down, the angrier and more obstinate she got. Finally, she started throwing things at him, screaming to get out and leave her alone! At that point, Xander just shook his head and went back to his own apartment.
His friends, however, greeted his news with happiness for him; realizing this would be a big step up for him. To celebrate they took him out for a farewell dinner, which was tinged with sadness at that thought of Xander living in Los Angeles, even for a few months. They talked far into the night about the past, and their friendship, before falling asleep on Giles's sofa. After saying his goodbyes to everyone else the next day, he stopped at Anya's apartment; to try and talk to her. There was no response to his knock, so he used his key. Opening the door, he found that the apartment was empty; all of her belongings were gone, including her furniture. As he turned to leave, he saw the building manager standing there.
"Yeah, what happened here?"
"She moved out last night. Left an envelope for you. Come on down to the office and I'll get it for you and take that key."
After he got the envelope and turned over the spare key, Xander went out to his car and read it letter. It was short and to the point.
It's obvious that your job is more important to you than making me happy! So goodbye! I only stayed here because you were here. Your friends don't like me anyway, so I'm going somewhere to start over. Someplace where I'll be safe from everything that goes bump in the night.
Wiping the tears from his eyes, he started the car and headed out of town.
"I can't believe she just left like that! After everything we had been through together, the good times, even the not so good times, we were together. I really thought she and I would be together for the rest of our lives. Well, I guess that goes in the pile of Xander's Broken Dreams, along with all the rest of them. Okay, that's enough whining about things I can't change! I'm hitting a new city; maybe this will be a chance to make a new start."
After checking into his hotel, Xander called the foreman and got the information about the job site. Deciding to check it out, he drove into town; following the directions he'd been given. Shaking his head at fate, he stood in the construction site, right across from the Hyperion Hotel.
"Oh well, I may as well go and say hello."
* * *
Meanwhile: A Greyhound Bus crossing Nebraska
Anya sat in the last row of the bus, occasionally wiping her eyes with a tissue. She held a crumpled piece of paper in her hand. Smoothing it out, she read the letter she had originally written to Xander, before deciding to spare his feelings.
I'm sorry I hurt you last night, but I had to do something, otherwise you would have given up your best chance to escape Sunnydale. I didn't want that on my conscience, (yes, believe it or not, I do have one - smile - I keep it with my sense of tact, and take it out when nobody is looking) because I know that you would have stayed with me, and I do wish it could have been, but I won't let you give up a chance at happiness and a long life for me. I didn't mean the things I yelled, but, I had to make you leave. And
a quick break is easier than you ending up resenting me for keeping you here. I really wish (dangerous word, I know) that it were possible for me to go with you, but my life, and my soul would be in danger if I ever set foot in that city. Believe it or not, there are demons and other beings that would eat a slayer for breakfast, let alone an ex-demon and a human, and be looking around for more. I couldn't subject you to that. Goodbye and I do love you.
Parking his car, Xander walked up the entrance. Going inside; he stood there for a minute, just letting his eyes adjust to change in lighting. As he looked around, he saw Wesley at the front desk, bent over a book, a bald black guy on the phone and Faith coming down the steps from the upper stories. Faith was the first to see him, and rushed over to greet him.
"Hey X! What's going on?"
"Hey yourself, Faith, not too much is going on, but I will be working here in town for the next few months. The job site is right across the street, so I thought I'd be neighborly and stop in and say hello and see how everybody's doing."
"You know me X, five by five, as always. Hey, where are you staying?"
"The company has a room for me at the Motel Six down of I-15, why?"
"Uhn-uh, wrong answer Xander, you're gonna stay here. There's plenty of room here, so why stay at some dingy motel? I've done it before and trust me, not as fun as it sounds, especially if you've got loud neighbors. Besides, this way you can impress your bosses by being cost efficient!" Faith added with a
"Okay, so I'm supposed to take career planning advice from a woman who had to be pressured into taking her GED? Who are you, and what did you do with Faith?"
Faith got a wicked look in her eyes as she answered, "Oh, it's still me, Boy Toy, in fact, if you want to come upstairs, you can find out for yourself"
Then, dropping the flirtatious attitude, she leaned in towards him and whispered in his ear. "Seriously, Xander, Cordy could really use you here. She's having major problems with the visions, and could use another friend."
During the conversation, Angel had come into the lobby, and he, Wesley and the black guy were moving up to greet Xander.
Seeing the three of them, Faith quickly told Xander that they'd discuss it more since Cordelia didn't want anyone to worry.
"Okay, I'll hold you to that."
Wesley was the first of the newcomers to speak.
"Xander, hello! What brings you here? Not that we aren't glad to see you, of course, but, is there anything wrong in Sunnydale?"
"Hey Wes, Angel! He smiled at the two and turned to the other man and held out his hand. "Xander Harris."
"Name's Charles, Charles Gunn, but you can call me Gunn."
"Nice to meet you Gunn," Xander replied, "And don't worry, Wes, nothing's wrong, I'm actually here on job. I don't know if Giles kept you up to date, but I've been working construction for the past several months. I'm going to working on the building across the street, and figured that I'd say hello
while I was here."
* * *
Meanwhile, in a room upstairs
Cordy was dreaming. She opened her eyes, and saw that the room had vanished. She was lying on a bed, surrounded by white nothingness. Sitting up, she looked around, but there was nothing but white as far as she could see, in any direction. Even the clothes she had been wearing were replaced by a white robe.
"Okay! This is way too weird. I must be dreaming, because this isn't hurting enough to be a vision."
"Actually, Cordelia, it's not a dream or a vision. We needed to talk to you."
Turning around, she saw two figures standing there. One was vaguely male, the other similarly female. Then they spoke to her again, speaking in one voice.
"Greetings Cordelia, we are here to bring you a message from the Powers That Be."
"Fabulous! So not only do I get the brain busting headaches when I'm awake-not fun by the way-but you all get to poke your nose into my dreams too? That so isn't what I needed!"
"Actually, this is exactly what you needed. A human body is not meant to handle the visions; Doyle should have never passed them on to you."
"So what do you want to do about that? 'Cause you're not going to take away my ability to help people," Cordelia snapped furiously at them.
"No, that is not what we are saying. But, that fact remains that the visions will wear out your mind and body, leading to your eventual painful death if we do not take steps to correct it. What we can do, is advance your personal evolution slightly. It will leave you completely human, but you will be able
to handle the visions without pain or further damage to your body. Are you willing to let us do that?"
"Just one question, why are you doing this for me? I thought you were all above involving yourselves directly in our lives."
"We are doing this to attempt to right a wrong that was done you. Doyle should never have sacrificed himself. He could have saved those people without losing his life, but he chose not to. At the same time, he wronged you by forcing you to take his position as seer. We do understand, now, why he chose his actions as he did, however, the fact remains that you should not have been forced into your role. You have fulfilled it quite well, and it is our wish that you continue to be able to do so."
Cordy thought for a moment before realizing, somewhat to her chagrin, that they made sense. She nodded hesitantly at them. "Okay, do it."
"It is done. Fare you well."
The white nothingness faded away and Cordelia blinked as her room materialized around her. "Okay, that was weird. But Yay, no splitting headache anymore! And I'm starved. Wonder if I can convince Gunn to go on a food run."
As soon as she opened the door, the sound of voices drifted up from downstairs, including a voice she hadn't heard in over a year. With a genuinely happy smile on her face, she walked down the stairs.
"Well, if it isn't Dweeb Boy! Decide to come and lower property values in Los Angeles now?"
Xander looked up and smiled.
"Ah, Queen C, as always, a breath of vile air, whenever you enter the room."
At the exchange of insults, Wesley and Gunn looked a little concerned, but Angel and Faith watched quietly, with Faith trying to hide a smile. They both remembered how the two of them had behaved in high school. The others relaxed when Cordy ran down the steps and hugged Xander.
"You big goof! It's great to see you. Why didn't you tell us you were coming? And when did you get here? How long are you gonna stay? Have you eaten yet?"
"Easy, Cordy," Xander laughed. "To answer your questions-it's great to see you too! I didn't call 'cause I didn't know how close I'd be until I got here this afternoon. I'll be staying for at least six months until the construction job is finished, and, lastly, no, I haven't eaten since breakfast. So, how are you?"
"I'm great! On top of my favorite ex-boyfriend visiting, I had a visitor, well two really, in my dream." Seeing the smirk starting to form on Faith's face, she rolled her eyes, "Not like that, Gutter Mind! I woke up in a field of pure white..." As she told them what had happened, Wesley was getting more
and more excited, pressing her for more details. Finally, his eyes alight; he ran to the shelves and started paging through books of prophecies.
Turning to Cordy, Xander said, "A bit different from Giles, isn't he?"
Cordy smiled at him. "Wes really has changed a lot. He's really not the idiot we all thought he was back in high school."
"Yeah, X, he had the same problem I did. Being compared to someone else makes it rough at first."
"Well, mistakes were made by all back then, some of them worse than others." Xander said, glancing at Cordelia.
"Xander, that's all water under the bridge. I forgave you for that a long time ago, I just couldn't admit it. I didn't want everyone thinking they could do that to me and get away with it," she told him softly. "It took a while, but I realized that you never meant to hurt me."
"Um, okay, I don't know what to say."
"Then don't say anything now. We can catch up and say whatever we need to while we get something to eat. I'm starved. Oh, we better wait a second; Wesley looks like he wants to say something. In fact, he looks like he's about to wet himself he's so excited."
"Cordelia, this is amazing! I thought what you said sounded familiar, and it was. It's actually a part of the Shanshu Prophecies. I can't be completely certain of the translation, but it seems to confirm that Angel is, in fact, the Champion destined to Shanshu. The prophecy makes reference to a 'more
than human' guide to the Champion, who assists him in his mission. I believe that to be a reference to you being a seer."
"Well! For a change, a prophecy that is good news! Isn't there a law against that, Wes?" Cordy asked with a stunned look on her face.
Before Wesley could come up with a response, Xander broke in. "Okay, for those of us without the Cliff Notes, what is this Prophecy you two are talking about?"
Wesley, looking chagrined at the way he simply jumped into their conversation, cleared his throat. "Well, to put it in simple terms, it states that a vampire with a soul, who we believe to be Angel, will, after fulfilling his destiny, become human once more."
“Well, that's a pretty big incentive. So what's his destiny? Does it give you any clues or hints?"
"Unfortunately not, it's very vague on details, and even what we do have is subject to interpretation. We assume it means that the Champion, Angel, will save the world, however…the translations are all a bit murky."
"Typical prophecy, never tells you what you really want to know. Just once, I'd like to see a prophecy that really spells things out! You know something like 'defeat Arch-Duke of Hell, rescue three kittens from a tree, and tap-dance wearing a pink tuxedo in the middle of Times Square during the full
moon to fulfill your destiny?'"
"Yes, yes, that would be extraordinarily helpful. Unfortunately, prophecy is not an exact science, especially when dealing with non-human languages..."
Cordy interrupted him before he got much further. "Don't worry about it Wes, that's just Xander being Xander, he drove Giles crazy for years."
Just then, Angel spoke up, "Xander, I know you just got into town, but there's a nest we're going to take out tonight. We could use an extra fighter if you're interested?"
"Aw, Angel, I didn't know you cared. But sure, what time do we leave because I'd like to run to the motel and get my kit."
"Can you be back in two hours?"
"Definitely! I just need to pick it up. I'm going to stop for some food, if you want to come along, Cor. You mentioned you were hungry earlier."
"Can I convince you to get Chinese, Xan? And I'm starving, so I hope you brought a fat wallet. I might just put you in the poor house tonight with all I'm gonna eat."
As they were getting ready to head out the door, Angel stopped them again.
"Actually Xander, why don't you just grab your suitcases and bring them here? I know Faith invited you to stay, but I'm telling you too. It's the least I can do if you're going to help out tonight. Besides, you can keep Faith occupied so the rest of us can get some work done," he finished with a smile.
"Hey!" Faith protested. Xander grinned in amazement. "You made an almost funny! Isn't that a sign of the Apocalypse? And thanks, by the way, I'd love to stay here."
They were fairly quiet on the drive back to Xander's motel. Fortunately, Xander hadn't unpacked, so they just grabbed his bags and put them in the trunk of his car before heading to a Chinese restaurant that Cordy knew of to get a quick bite to eat. Over dinner they brought each other up to date on what had happened since high school. Xander expressed sympathy over the loss of Doyle and Cordy empathizing with him over Anya's departure.
Xander shrugged philosophically. "I realize now, that it couldn't have lasted. I've had some time to think over the last couple of days and realized that however much we both tried to pretend otherwise, we were just too different. She was trying to fit in and act like a human, but she just wasn't getting it. I thought I was trying to help her adjust, but I guess what I was really doing was trying to control her. And, as I have bitter reason to know, controlling is just the first step to being abusive. Yet another life lesson from my father-Thanks Dad! But, she really needed someone to help her fit in, it just wasn't me. I mean, she thought nothing of saying whatever popped into her head, it didn't matter who was around. I know that you used to pride yourself on not being tactful, but next to her, you were practically Willow like... I mean, um..."
"Relax Xan. You don't have to be embarrassed because you said her name. She's been your best friend for most of your life. I told you that I had forgiven you for your part in that mess. In fact, there's only one thing that I regret about that time. The night that Oz and I found you, I had a hotel key in my
pocket. I'd decided that I wanted you to be my first. Unfortunately, it's too late for that, of course."
"Truthfully Cor, I wish you had been my first. With Faith, I just happened to be convenient and at that time, she and I were barely even friends. You know, I was falling in love with your, before all that happened. But we can't change the past, and, I don't know about you, but if I ever find myself doing
nothing but regretting things I can't change, I'm going to start wearing nothing but black, and ask Angel for hair care tips!"
Almost in spite of herself, Cordelia laughed. "Xander, that's definitely one of the things I've missed most about you. You can always make me laugh!"
"Laughs in short supply lately? Then it's a good thing that the Xandman is back in town!"
Then, growing serious, he looked at Cordy and swallowed a bit nervously.
"I…I have to ask you something. And I don't expect an answer now and I know you might think this is a rebound thing but it's not 'cause I didn't ever stop caring for you like that. But…would you be willing to give us a second chance? I can't promise that I won't screw up and hurt you, but, I will never do it deliberately. We had something really good and…I want to see if we can find that again. I mean, we've both grown and we're different people now, but I like the older, more mature Cordy and I'd like to see if I can fall in love with this Cordy like I did with high school Cordy."
Smiling at him, Cordy reach out and took his hand. "I don't need to think about it doofus. But we need to take things slow. You're just getting off your relationship with Anya, and my relationships haven't ended well recently either. I think we should put off finding a janitor's closet until we get to know each other a little better again." She smirked and winked. "But check back with me on that tomorrow. Now, we should probably get going before Angel has a kitten."
The next day, Xander arrived on site about 7:30 am and introduced himself to the foreman, Pete Devon, a burly man who seemed to have a smile plastered to his face. He took Xander around and introduced him to his crew. A few of them he knew from working on jobs around Sunnydale, and the rest seemed willing to give him a chance. The work proceeded smoothly throughout the day. After work, he went back to the hotel, where he found Cordy and Faith deep in apparently serious conversation.
"Well, hello, ladies! How're you this fine day?"
Faith looked up, nudging Cordy as she replies, "Five by five X-man. How 'bout you? First day go all right?"
"Yeah, it was great!" Xander replied enthusiastically.
"Cool! Well, Fang wants me downstairs to spar now, so who am I to say no to giving him a whuppin?" Faith said, smirking. She winked at Cordy. "Don't forget what I said C!"
"I won't forget." Cordy said as Faith walked towards the basement. Walking over to where Xander was standing, she took him by the hand and led him to a couch in the lobby.
"Xander, what Faith and I were talking about, well, it's something I need to tell you." Seeing the look on his face, she hastened to reassure him. "No, I'm not having second thoughts. But, you might after you hear what I'm going to say."
Seeing the worry on her face, Xander did the only thing he could do under the circumstances. He pulled her into a hug and kissed her on top of her head. "Cor, I don't think there is anything that you can tell me that would make me not want to try a relationship with you. If you think it's something I'd
freak out about, don't worry. We'll work it out. Now, tell me what's wrong."
Taking a deep breath, Cordy said, rushing the words out. "Faith and I are lovers; we've been sleeping together for about a year. And, as much as I want to try again with you, I don't know if I can give up Faith. Please don't hate me!" She ended pleadingly.
Xander desperately tried to stop himself from saying the first thing that popped into his head, because he knew it wouldn't help. Plus, it'd probably get him slapped. Taking a deep breath, he replied.
"Wow! Okay, so not what I was expecting to hear. And, while there are certainly many, many emotions
in me right now, I have to say hate is so not one of them. And, there are about one thousand things I'd like to do with you, but breaking up isn't even on the list."
With a relieved smile, Cordy relaxed against him.
"So, what are some of the Top 1000?"
"Well, the Top 500 all include some variation of naughtiness with you and since we both agreed to take it slow, I won't mention it," he replied, his eyes somewhat dazed before he winked at her. "And the other 500 would get me slapped."
At his words, Cordy moved from a hug into his lap, and felt his hardness.
"Wow," she breathed, "you weren't kidding!" Leaning forward, she kissed him, deep open mouthed kisses that soon left both of them breathless. "I know I said that I wanted to take it slow, but the only reason I said that was I was concerned how you would react to hearing about Faith and I. But, now that we know it isn't an issue, let's go upstairs and you can show me numbers one through ten of your top 500."
"That sounds great. But I do have a question, how does Faith feel about you and me trying to get back together? If she's not happy about it, it could cause a problem between the two of you, and I really don't want that."
"Faith and I didn't have that kind of a relationship, babe. It's more of a 'friends with benefits' situation. And, that kind of 'friendship' can be really nice. But, Faith's main comment was something along the lines of being available for a threesome if we ever get the itch! Now, enough talk! Let's get to the Top 10!"
"Only the Top 10? Well, if you insist on stopping at ten, I can hold off."
"Geez, Xan, when did you become Superman?"
"Well, let's just say that my ex had lots of magic using friends, who owed her favors. Anyway, nowadays my stamina and endurance are nearly at Slayer levels."
Hearing that, Cordy thought to herself, 'Oh, wow! I'm in for it now! And I can't wait!'
Kissing her deeply, Xander said, "I really think you'll enjoy yourself. Now, hang on tight!"
Xander held onto her as he stood and carried Cordy up the stairs to his room. As soon as they were inside the door, he kicked it shut and carried Cordy over to his bed. Laying her down, he quickly stripped to his underwear. Leaning down, he gently kissed her on the lips. "The first one will be
gentle; later on we can get more adventurous," he promised.
As he was speaking, he started removing her clothes. Soon she was in her bra and panties. Glancing at the panties, Xander could see that they were already damp.
"God Cordy, you are just as beautiful as I remember."
Then he started kissing her neck, working his way down, pausing only to unhook her bra. Spending time on each of her nipples, he ran his tongue in circles around each one, before closing his lips around them and gently sucking.
Cordelia arched her back and moaned. "Damnit Xander! Stop teasing me. You know how sensitive my nipples are!"
"Relax and enjoy babe."
Taking pity on her, he moved down her belly. When he got to her panties, they were almost drenched from his attention. Pausing to inhale her scent, he placed several kisses right on her lips through the fabric.
Cordy gasped. "Enough! Take them off! I need skin contact!"
Grabbing them, he pulled the lightweight material off her legs and tossed them on the floor. Climbing onto the bed between her legs, he softly blew air across her hair, causing the moisture accumulated there to move. Finally he slid out his tongue and gathered up some of her wetness.
"Ummmm, delicious," he breathed.
As he started using his tongue on Cordy in earnest, it only took a couple of seconds for her to go over the edge. Grabbing his head, she forced his face even deeper into her center, screaming out Xander's name over and over again.
* * *
Meanwhile, in the lobby
Faith and Angel had come up from the basement, and Faith was wiping the sweat off her face when they heard Cordy yell out. Smiling to herself, she said
"Well, I guess he took the news better than I thought he would."
Incredulous, Angel shook his head. "Did you really think that he'd be angry? Faith, I thought you would know better than that. The thought of two gorgeous women, naked in bed, enjoying each other? I can't think of any straight male, alive or dead, who wouldn't find that a turn-on. Hell, I used to watch Darla
and Dru all the time."
* * *
Back in Xander's room
After catching her breath from her first orgasm, Cordy grinned at him. "Oh, my god! If I'd known you were that talented, I would never have let you go, Willow or no Willow!" She admitted. She ran her hands over his face. "But now, I need you inside me!"
As Xander pulled a condom pack out of the nightstand, she took it from him. Tearing it open, held it in her mouth. Leaning over, she gripped his cock and using only her mouth slid the rubber on, down to the base. After it was in place, she lay back on the bed. Xander rose to his knees and positioned
himself between her legs. Lining himself up with her entrance, he slowly eased the head in.
When she felt him enter her, Cordy wrapped her legs behind his back, pulling him insider her completely. She gasped as she adjusted to his fullness. "Oh god! You feel so good," she whispered. "Please? Make love to me?"
At her words, Xander reached down and grabbed her legs, putting them over his shoulders. Then he started stroking, building up speed until they both came with loud cries.
They lay silently for a few moments, catching their breaths. Cordy looked over. "So, this was number one, huh? When do we get to numbers two through ten?"
Smiling, Xander winked. "If you give me a couple of minutes to catch my breath, I'll show you!"
* * *
Four hours later, when they finally came out of the room, Xander had to help Cordy with the stairs. As they got to the lobby, Faith and Gunn stood up and started to applaud. Angel just looked up from his reading, and shook his head. "Xander, since you are going to be here for a while, remind to get your
Cordy blushed, but Xander grinned. "I tell you what. I'll do it for you, at cost."
Five Months Later, Sunnydale California
Buffy opened the door to her mom's house and saw Joyce standing at the kitchen counter with a bemused look on her face.
"Hey Mom, whatcha doing?"
"Oh! Hello Buffy, I'm just reading something I got in the mail. You and Dawn each have one as well."
"Oooh! Lemme see!"
Picking up her envelope, she noticed it was postmarked Los Angeles, and had
a card of some kind inside. Opening it, she pulled the card out and read:
Alexander L Harris
Cordelia E Chase
Request the honor of your presence as they declare their love for one other
by taking marriage vows. On Saturday, June Fifteenth, Two Thousand and One.
Ceremony to be held at the Hyperion Hotel, with reception to follow. RSVP
"Oh My God!"