Backfire - Spander Files

Yeah, anger was something Xander definitely had plenty of at the moment.
Just as Cordy managed to get the door partially open, Xander slammed his hand
onto it and banged it shut, rattling the metal shelves. Then he had her pressed up
against the door by the shoulders. Fear flittered across her eyes for a moment, then
she was looking at him with complete casualness. A look that, again, reminded
Xander of Spike.
“I know more than you can imagine, little girl,” Xander growled at her.
“Oh, yeah? Show me.”
Without thought, Xander plundered her mouth and brought a hand up under her
shirt, wrestled a breast out of the confines of its bra cup and squeezed the nipple
hard. Cordelia gasped into Xander’s mouth, then he tasted his own bitter blood as
she bit his tongue.
He let go of her and backed away, letting her fix her underclothes and blouse.
Wiping the blood from his mouth, Xander let go a deep sigh and met her cold eyes.
“I’m sorry, Cordelia.” And he truly was. But he heard the words come out in a
different tone than he expected. He wouldn’t beg for her forgiveness. She had
challenged him and he had shown her. He was prepared to show her much more. He
continued in the same tone of serious determination. “I would never hurt you,
please know that.”
Some of the coldness left Cordy’s eyes, but not all. She nodded and made no
attempt to leave, perhaps expecting more apologies or explanations.
“Okay, here’s the deal,” Xander racked his brain to find words for what he knew
needed to be said. “I like you. God help me, but I do. Don’t really know when that
happened. Things are kinda crazy for me at home right now, and I look forward to
seeing you at school every day. You bring a sense of normalcy to my life that you’ll
probably never understand. But I want more. I want to be able to walk with you
down the hall. I want to be able to dance with you at the Bronze. I want to win you
a ridiculously cheap stuffed animal at a boardwalk carnival and have you name it
Smoochy or some stupid thing like that.”