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Xander Harris kicked the sheets down past his feet, shifting on the bed. It was too damn hot to sleep. He usually loved the summers, but that was when his air conditioning was working. For some lucky reason, his entire air system had stopped working the day school had gotten out. He knew Willow wouldn't mind if he stayed in her spare room, but he hated to intrude on her. Buffy had left for LA a couple days before, and Giles was in London on a retreat. It was just him, Willow and Deadboy left to patrol Sunnydale. He groaned, sitting up and running a hand through his dark hair. He needed a hair cut, he decided. He got to his feet, kicking his feet along the floor until he felt his T-shirt. He pulled it on and stumbled through his dark room to turn on the light. He glanced down, deciding his shorts were good enough to wear to Willow's house. He found his shoes, shoving his feet into them. It was too hot to wear shoes. He glanced at the clock, surprised that it wasn't even eleven yet. He had gone to bed early, not having anything else to do. He sighed, wondering if the summer could possibly be any more boring. And it had just started. Yay him.

He made it to Willow's in ten minutes. Usually it only took five, but it was too hot to run. He saw Willow's front porch light on and smiled. She was restless too. It was funny, but since hanging with Buffy, a normal uneventful night bothered them. He knocked, giving her his best smile when she opened the door. "Wills, my best bud. How are you on this hot evening?"

"Your a/c broken again?" Willow asked softly, smiling as he gave her his best puppy dog eyes. "Come in."

"I love you, Wills," Xander said, ruffling her hair as he walked inside. He missed the look in her eyes as she gazed after him. He headed straight to the kitchen, noticing her laptop sitting open on her dining room table. "You got anything good to eat?"

"I'm sure you can find something," Willow said, moving to turn of her computer. She glanced at the clock, seeing that it was still awhile until midnight. She sat down, looking at Xander as he sat on the sofa.

"Found something," he said, grinning as he began to eat the chips. He reached for the remote, looking at her. He frowned, noticing that she was dressed rather nicely for this late. "You look pretty."

Willow beamed at him, "Really?"

"Yeah. I mean," he shrugged, "pretty."

"You said that already," she smiled softly. "So, couldn't sleep?"

"God no. It was hotter than hell in my room."

"It's pretty cool in here. I'm sure you won't have any problems sleeping," Willow said.

"So, whatcha doing?" Xander asked, "I saw the laptop open. Cruising the net?"

"Just answering some email," she said. "Waiting for Angel."

"Deadboy?" Xander said, groaning. "Why's he coming over here?"

Willow blushed, "Well, um, he and I ran into each other the other night. He was lonely, I was lonely."

"Wait a minute. You and Angel?" Xander said, his mouth open slightly. He felt jealousy go through him. The problem was he didn't know who he was jealous of, Willow or Angel. He frowned, "The other night? I thought he was after Buffy."

"No, he wasn't. They're friends. Buffy, well, she knows about me and him." Willow spoked quietly, watching the emotions cross Xander's face. She did love Xander, but he had never noticed her. Angel had. With Angel, well, it was love and so much more. He completed her.

"How long?" Xander asked quietly.

"Four months," Willow said softly, knowing he was angry.

"Damn it, Willow! Why? Why keep it a secret? I mean, what does it matter to me if you and Dead Boy are going together?" Xander asked. "You're only my best friend and he's some horrible demon."

"Don't scream at me!" Willow said, "And quit acting so stupid. You hate Angel. I'm really sure you'd have accepted it so much better than you are now."

"No need to be snide," Xander said, glaring at her. "Guess you'll never know since you didn't trust me enough to be honest!"

"Xander, if you continue to scream at her, I won't be responsible for my actions," a low, threatening voice said from the doorway.

"What are you going to do Dead Boy, kill me? See Willow, he's a monster," Xander said, scowling at them both. "Why would you want him?"

Angel frowned, watching the teen. His lips suddenly quirked as a low chuckle came from him. He saw Willow look at him, her green eyes curious. "You don't see it?"

"See what?" Willow asked, looking between him and Xander.

"He's jealous," Angel said, smirking.

"Am not!" Xander said. "Why would I be jealous?"

"You want her," Angel said simply.

"You're crazy," Willow said, looking at Angel. "Xander is not interested in me."

"Yeah," Xander echoed weakly, looking at Angel.

"Oh, I think Xander is far more interested than he'd like to pretend," Angel said, stalking forward to his lover. He smiled at Willow, brushing her hair away from her face. He kissed her deeply, possessively. She whimpered, pushing against him. He could feel her breasts against his chest and moved his hand behind her to cup her ass, bringing her closer to his body. He felt his erection pressing against his jeans, enjoying the taste of her. Just the scent of her could arouse him. He had never been so happy as he was when he was with her. He pulled his head up, his dark eyes narrowing as he looked at Xander. "Admit it, Xander. You want her. You want me too, don't you? Want me to fuck you."

"No," Xander said, shaking his head but unable to look away.

Willow rested her head against Angel's chest, her green eyes looking at Xander. She smiled slightly, running her fingers over the buttons of Angel's shirt. "You want me, Xander? After all those years of me wanting you, you finally decide you want me?"

"I've always wanted you, Wills. I just don't want to lose you," Xander said, "You're my best friend."

"You want Angel, don't you? Isn't he yummy? He tastes so good. I bet you'd love a taste, wouldn't you?" she asked, licking her lips as she eyed Xander in a way he wasn't accustomed to.

"No way. I'm not gay," Xander denied.

"You won't let him fuck you?" she said, pouting. "Even for me? I'd love to see him thrusting into you, Xan. Watch him fuck you so hard you scream."

Xander just gulped at the image she had painted. What bothered him the most was that he wasn't bothered by the picture.

Willow saw the answer in his eyes and she smiled, "Fuck me, Xander."

The next thing Xander knew, he was kissing Willow. He was finally kissing her and she tasted delicious. He felt hands on his shirt, ripping the cotton material. He felt cool lips on his sweaty back as he continued to feast on Willow's mouth. He felt her pull away and whined. He saw her smile as she pulled her shirt over her head. "Why, Willow! No bra?"

She giggled as she pushed her shorts down, "No panties either. Aren't I the daring one?"

"It's always the quiet ones," he said, moving in to kiss her again. He felt his shorts being pulled down as cool air caressed his bare ass. Lips brushed over his cheeks as a tongue ran along his tight rosebud. He groaned, moving against Willow. He felt her nipples hard against his chest as Angel thrust a finger into his ass. He felt her hand encircle his cock, stroking him as he began to move against Angel's hand. He felt her pull her mouth away from his as she ran her fingernails down his chest. She smiled at him, glancing down at his hard cock. "Oh, look. He's all wet and ready."

Angel chuckled at her teasing, his own cock hard and ready to break into Xander's virgin ass. "Fuck her, moron," he said, slapping Xander's ass as he pulled his fingers from the boy. Xander didn't need to be told twice. He gently laid Willow on the floor, his dark eyes running over her body. "God, you're so pretty."

"She's beautiful," Angel corrected, smiling at his lover. "You idiot boys are just too stupid to see it."

"I've seen it," Xander defended, frowning.

Willow groaned, causing them to stop arguing and look at her. They looked at her, seeing the desire in her eyes as she looked at both her lover and her childhood crush. They were both so handsome, each different in their own way. They'd never admit it, but they were alike too. They both had demons that they tried to deal with. Xander's were just in his mind. "Will someone please fuck me?"

"Horny little thing, isn't she?" Xander asked, smiling at Angel.

"Quite," Angel said, winking at her flushing skin. "She's an animal, so be careful of the claws. I still have marks on my back from last night."

"Hello!" Willow said, rolling her eyes, "I'm right here."

"Xander, my boy, taste heaven," Angel offered, confident enough in his relationship with Willow to share her with her first love.

Xander smiled, running the head of his cock over her wetness. "Do you want me, Willow?"

"Yes," she said, arching up trying to get him inside her.

He smiled, sinking into her tightness as he caught her mouth. He began to move inside her, amazed that he had just lost his virginity to his best friend. He felt Angel's hands on his ass, and stiffened. He was about to lose his other virginity to said best friend's boyfriend. This was like something out of a letter to Penthouse, except it was really happening. Willow's attitude was so different, but he liked it. She was still his Willow, but she had a fire in her spirit that he had never seen. Angel had brought out the true Willow, he realized. He heard her moan and smiled, knowing he was causing these sounds of pleasure. He felt something huge pressing against his ass as Angel's voice spoke softly in his ear, "Relax, Xander. I won't hurt you."

Xander felt Willow tighten around his cock as she pulled away from his mouth. "It will only hurt for a minute, Xan. Then, it feels so good..."

Xander moved his head against her chest, sucking her breast into his mouth as her fingernails dug into his back. He allowed himself to relax, groaning as Angel began to push the head of his cock into his ass. He felt cool lips brushing against his back as Angel continued to push into him. He felt Angel begin to make short, quick strokes. He was soon pushing back to meet the thrusts as he sunk into Willow. Soon, the three of them were moving as one. Everytime that Angel pushed into him, he was sent into Willow. He lifted his head, capturing Willow's mouth again as he felt a tenseness enter his body. He reached between them, rubbing his thumb over her clit as she exploded a second time, her cunt tightening around him as she came.

He glanced back at Angel, seeing the flashing of yellow in those dark soulful eyes. He glanced back at Willow, seeing her face and body soaked with sweat as she continued to meet his thrusts. He saw the deep bite marks evident on her neck and knew that Angel had made them. He leaned over, running his tongue over the wound. It had never healed over. He looked back at Angel as he felt Willow grinding against him again. "Bite me?"

Angel looked startled by his words, but the dark haired vampire nodded. From what Willow had told about Xander and his life at home, well, he wasn't surprised that the teen wanted to be marked. He was rather like Willow, the need to be loved and cared for was so strong. He was also very afraid of rejection. Angel leaned forward, catching Willow's eyes. He saw the contentment and happiness in them as she smiled softly, groans of pleasure coming from her mouth. He ran his tongue along Xander's neck, his eyes still on Willow. He felt himself move faster. It had been so long since he had had a man. William was the last male lover he had had. So many years ago, he thought, smiling as he heard Willow's cry as she moved against her best friend's cock. He felt his face shift as he ran his fangs over the smooth skin of Xander's neck. He bit deep as his orgasm came, his seed deep inside the boy's grasping ass. He heard a surprised cry from Willow and glanced up, blood on his lips to see that Xander had bit into his claiming mark on Willow's neck.

Xander could taste the slightly rusty taste of Willow's blood as he came. He groaned, pulling his mouth away as Angel bit into him. He collapsed beside Willow, realizing suddenly that he hadn't used any sort of protection. He felt her hand on his cheek and looked up at her, seeing the loving look in her eyes as she brushed her lips against his. "Sleep, Xander. You look tired."

Xander woke up, not believing the erotic dream he had had that night. He yawned, knowing that he almost always dreamed of having sex with Willow. It was just, Angel had rarely entered the picture. Being honest, he had to admit that he had dreamed of Angel before. But, it had never been as real as last night. He suddenly became aware of something warm pressed against his stomach. He opened his eyes, looking into the sleeping face of Willow. He glanced down, seeing their nude bodies entwined. He heard a chuckle and looked over at Angel, realizing that it had not been a dream after all.

Angel saw the confusion in Xander's eyes and smiled, running his hand possessively over Willow's stomach. "Mine," he said, glancing down at Willow, love evident in his eyes. "I can share because it makes her happy and you can give her things that I can't."

"Share?" Xander squeaked, having imagined that Angel would kill him for touching his woman, so to speak.

"You can give her sunlight and babies," Angel said softly, brushing her hair from her face as she whimpered in her sleep. He glanced at Xander, his eyes looking at the mark on the teen's neck. "Mine, too."

Xander gulped, looking down at the bite. He felt himself smiling as he realized everything was going to be ok. "You know what?"

"What?" Angel asked, pulling Willow tighter into his body.

"I'm really glad I was too hot to sleep last night. If my air hadn't gone out, well, I wouldn't have come over and we wouldn't be here," he said, glancing down at Willow's face, "I do love her, you know? More than my own life."

"I know. That's why you're here," Angel said. "If your air hadn't gone out, this might not have happened, yet. But, you can't prolong the inevitable."

Xander yawned again, smiling at Angel. "Yeah, sure thing Dead Boy. If you don't mind, I think I'm going to grab a few more hours of sleep."

Angel rolled his eyes at the nickname, guessing that even becoming lovers wouldn't take away Xander's obnoixiousness. "Yeah, you could use your beauty sleep."

"Ouch," Xander said, moving closer to Willow. "That one really hurt. Love you too, Dead Boy."

"Go to sleep, Harris," Angel said, brushing his lips against Willow's neck as he closed his eyes.



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