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Angel before. "Oh, fuck, yeah. Oh god, so good, fuck me, yeah Angel more hard<br />
harder fuck me fuck bite me…"<br />
The teeth sunk in and Xander's world went white while he came. He felt every<br />
ounce of warmth being sucked from his body while at the same time he could feel<br />
every drop of cold semen being pumped into him. His brain stopped functioning<br />
entirely, for a lot longer than it usually did when an orgasm overtook him.<br />
He was warm and sticky and happy and when neurons started firing in his brain<br />
again, he felt something that he never had after sex with Angel. He felt that he was<br />
still completely in control.<br />
Of course, that feeling only lasted for a second. Until he heard Spike say, from his<br />
forgotten position on the other side of the crypt, "Hello, Slayer."<br />
12<br />
Something New<br />
If this were the movies, there would have probably been a moment here where the<br />
world stopped, and everyone had a minute to absorb the situation and decide what<br />
they were going to do and say. But this wasn't the movies. Everything happened<br />
immediately and all at once.<br />
Spike started laughing. Angel and Xander scrambled off the sarcophagus and<br />
struggled into their clothes.<br />
Angel was saying things like "Wait, wait, I can explain, it's not what you think,"<br />
while Buffy was screaming, "What-what are you doing? Angel? Xander? What the<br />
hell? What…?" She was holding up her stake, like thrusting a sharp pointy object<br />
into the air was going to kill the visual of what she just saw and heard. How much<br />
did she see? How much did she hear?
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