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This story is No. 3 in the series "The Campfire". You may wish to read the series introduction and the preceeding stories first.

Summary: Who's up for thirds?!

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Miscellaneous > Surprise Crossover(Current Donor)dogbertcarrollFR183750,98810320106,26918 May 1416 Jul 14No

Renfield Obeys 6

"Hey Buff, need something?" Xander asked as Buffy entered the training room where he was doing stretches with Willow and Tara.

"Renfield, obey," Buffy replied, feeling a bit exposed doing this in front of Willow and Tara, as it was a very private thing to her, where she and Xander opened themselves up to one another.

Xander jumped to his feet and assumed parade rest, focusing his full attention on Buffy. "How may I service you, Master?"

Buffy froze and her eyes lost focus for a moment before she started blushing bright red. Tara muffled her giggles behind her hands, while Willow toppled over, laughing so hard she snorted.

Buffy cleared her throat and asked, "How many people, outside of us here, have used the hypnotic thingie on you?"

"Two, Master," Xander replied.

"Two?!" the girls exclaimed in shock.

"Yes, Master," Xander replied. "The Master who implanted the hypnotic commands and Dawn Summers."

"Please tell me you didn't knock up my little sister," Buffy whimpered, ready to blame herself for the whole mess.

"I didn't knock up your little sister," Xander replied.

"Did you say that because you didn't knock her up or because I asked you to say that?" Buffy asked.

"Both, Master," Xander replied.

"Even with the pill and condoms, it could still happen," Willow said figuring the odds in her head.

Xander remained silent waiting patiently for an order.

"How do you know you didn't knock her up?" Buffy asked.

"Because we did not have sex, Master," Xander replied.

Buffy stared at him, stunned. "Ok," she said after a minute, "even if you are pulling a Clinton, I'm going to go with happy on this one."

"Pulling a Clinton?" Tara asked.

"Oral sex isn't sex," Willow explained blushing.

"Bingo," Buffy agreed. "Cause if I was single, fourteen, and had complete control over Xander..." her voice trailed off at the smirk on Willow's face.

"And how is now any different?" Tara asked curiously.

"Because she just became single and hadn't realized it yet," Willow replied.

"My point still stands," Buffy said, trying not to think about what she could be doing with Xander. "I expected Dawn to be ordering him to do a whole lot more than just go down on her."

"Xander?" Tara asked.

"Yes, Love?" he replied with a soft smile causing her to hug him, forgetting what she was going to say.

"I don't get responses like that," Buffy said, a little hurt.

"You are always, Master-in-command," Willow explained. "This is simply no-holds-barred Xander in trance."

"Oh," Buffy said in understanding. "He may feel like that towards 'Master,' but the commands make him act a lot more formally."

"It took us a while to figure that out," Willow admitted.

"What were you going to ask?" Buffy asked Tara.

"Xander, how are things with Dawn?" Tara asked.

"She insists on tongue, but that and cuddling on the couch seem to satisfy her," Xander said stroking Tara's back.

"No problems with her ordering you to make her a woman?" Tara asked, rubbing her cheek against his chest.

"What she thinks she wants, what she actually wants, and what she needs are three different things," Xander replied as the two sank down to the floor and laid next to one another. "Satisfy the Need and the Want becomes a lot more reasonable."

As the two started making out, a red faced Buffy turned to Willow. "We need some way to prevent people from controlling Xander."

"Ordering him to ignore the trigger won't work," Willow said. "As long as he thinks it'll help us, he'll ignore any commands to the contrary."

"How about limiting the people who can trigger him?" Buffy asked.

"That'll work," Willow agreed. "Order him to ignore any attempts to activate the trigger by people he doesn't love."

"Why don't you do it?" Buffy asked.

"I don't want to be Master-in-command right now," Willow said as Xander's shirt hit the floor between them.

Buffy turned so she was facing the wall. "Xander, ignore the trigger commands from people you don't love."

"Yes, Master," came the muffled reply. Seeing Willow's smile and half lidded eyes as she watched the pair, Buffy quickly retreated, while half formed plans for Willow triggering Xander for her danced in her head.

Willow barely noticed as she joined the two for their 'workout.'

Later...

The three Scoobies laid in a sweaty pile, clothing scattered around the room.

Tara knew she shouldn't, but both her conscience and her insecurities poked at her. It wasn't fair for Xander not to remember when they were together like this and she had to know, did he really love her? "End trance," Tara said.

Xander slowly leaned over and kissed her.

"You don't love me," she said looking down sadly.

"I'm pretty sure I do," Xander told her, kissing her again with a bit less hesitation.

"But I ordered you to end the trance," Tara said. "Which would only trigger if you loved me."

"Yeah," Xander agreed. "And I'm out of the trance." He pulled her into a hug.

"Shouldn't you be freaking out then?" Tara asked, beginning to hope she hadn't just made a huge mistake.

Willow giggled.

"You faked the trance?!" Tara guessed in shock.

"Just the forgetting part," Willow offered.

"Buffy needs the added security of me forgetting, so she doesn't have to worry about losing me as a friend," Xander explained. "This isn't the first time we've played amnesia games."

"It's how I recognized it and you also needed that little bit of safety," Willow told her. "Otherwise I would have told you."

"So, the trance is fake?" Tara asked again, feeling really exposed but also as if a large weight was off her shoulders.

"Real trance, but it won't allow me to do the impossible," Xander replied. "I am completely unable to forget a second I spend with someone I love."

"You are so sappy," Willow said leaning over Tara to kiss him.

"What does the trance do then?" Tara asked.

"Let's me focus a lot more and removes a lot of worries," Xander explained.

"It's a crutch," Willow said. "Just like I said before, it lets us ignore all our insecurities and is great for roleplay."

"So how are things with Dawn?" Tara asked, deciding just to be happy with how things had turned out.

"She just wants some comfort and affection," Xander replied. "It's not even really about sex. She wants to know she is attractive and loved."

"I would have felt much more attractive and loved as a freshman If I could have had you on your knees a couple of times a day," Willow agreed, making them laugh.

"The oral is strictly kissing," Xander said. "You girls just have dirty minds. The trance has its limits, one of which is not doing anything suicidal, which sexing up the little sister of a slayer would count as."

"Buffy said oral was Ok," Willow reminded him.

"Then Dawn has a lot more wiggle room in the future," Xander said unconcerned, "But for now what she needs is love and affection not lust and orgasms."

"I've got an idea," Tara said thoughtfully.

"But where would we get a nun's habit and a gallon of chocolate syrup at this time of night?" Xander joked.

"Especially one in your size," Willow agreed.

The three paused and gained matching grins as they chorused, "Willy's!"

Typing by: Stephenopolos

TN: Hah! I said it first back on RO#1.

TN: for you sickos out there... Imagine if Xander had a hypnotic trigger back when Joyce wasn't sick and she 'accidentally' triggered it.

AN: Imagine? That's an Omake!

Omake (by Stephenopolos):
Joyce stared at Xander as he stood at attention before her, wondering just why he'd done that, when they'd been discussing an old Bela Lugosi movie and its similarities to something he'd recently gone through.

"Xander?" she asked hesitantly.

"Yes, Master?" he replied.

"Are you OK?" she asked.

"Yes, Master, though things could be better," he replied.

"How could they be better?" she asked, curious now.

"I love Tara, Willow, and your daughters, not to mention my affection for yourself, Master," Xander spoke calmly before being interrupted.

Joyce was curious about Xander's comment. "Explain your feelings towards me Xander?" she asked.

"You're everything I could ever want in a mother, Master, but I also feel a desire to have you as more than that," Xander replied.

Joyce was even more curious now, but held off to ask him something else, "Xander, why are you calling me Master?"

"The Master implanted a hypnotic suggestion to enter this trance when the command phrase 'Renfield Obey' was spoken, Master," Xander replied.

Joyce looked horrified for a moment before apologizing, "I'm so sorry Xander, how do I let you leave the trance?"

"No apology is needed, Master, as the trance is quite freeing. While inside the trance I can answer you truthfully without feeling embarrassed, no fear or worry to hold me back or restrain my thoughts and feelings," Xander replied. "Simply say 'End Trance', Master to let me return to normal."

Joyce nodded to herself before asking, "How has the trance been used on you?"

"So far only Buffy has triggered the trance and has only used it as a way to talk openly about both of our concerns, Master," Xander replied.

Joyce looked at him closely for a moment before speaking, "Promise me Xander, that you won't let my daughter, or anyone else for that matter, order you to do anything that you don't agree with."

"As you command, Master," Xander said tonelessly.

"Now when I end the trance we will go on as if the trance was not triggered to begin with. Xander, End Trance," Joyce said smiling to herself at the thought of Xander desiring her as a woman.

Xander relaxed.

"Xander, do you desire me?" Joyce asked grinning as she reached over at put a hand on his thigh.

Xander stammered and blushed.
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