LOG: 30 March
WHO: Connor ialwayshadasoul, Xander eyesocketparty
WHAT: Connor confronting Xander about their race, Xander exploring Connor's fem-body, some first-time sex
WHEN: March 30
WHERE: Xander's Room at Dienw
WHY: it just.. happened?
WITH: poor connor, he got a virgin fem-form. *snigger* - also with sex-with-a-cut
Connor sat down on Xander's bed, bouncing a little as she did so. "River's still got herself locked in my room," he said.
Xander's one eye atomatically drifted towards the bouncing extra's on Connor's chest, following their movement. "Yes, River's are funny things, with the...Riverings"
Connor nodded absently and was silent a few moments before he frowned slightly, his eyes on the small marks on Xander's throat.
Xander blinked over at him, knocked out of his revire. "..What? do I have a zit?"
She snorted, "No. I was just wondering... are you angry that I made you like me?" Connor asked quietly.
Xander frowned, putting a hand to his throat. "Well, it's made me considerably less popular with the Slayerettes", he said, "But I'm not angry at you, I agreed to it, remember?"
Connor frowned and crossed her arms over her ample chest, looking out the window.
"Why?", Xander asked, "'Cause you're really grouchy and...oh god, you're not having one of those...", his voice dropped to a whisper, "Womanly times?"
"OH GOD NO!" Connor shrieked.
Xander yelped, jumping away. "Just asking, NO KILLING!", he squeaked, in a manner of someone who'd been used to being a male minority for far too long.
Connor's eyes widened and her eyebrows rose before she ran a hand through her hair, drawing her legs up and putting her arms around them, resting her chin on her knees. "Angel thought I Turned River. Said it made sense that I would given my 'track record'," her hand came up and put airquotes around the phrase.
Xander got out of his foetal-come-defensive position and looked at him. "You are aware your father is an anal-retentive idiot, right?"
She snorted and rolled her eyes.
"And you're letting him get to you...why?", asked Xander, ducking his head again just in case, "YOU know you didn't turn River"
"I know that, and you know that - but he started going on about my Turning you - and... I know you hate it," Connor finished quietly, looking out the window again.
Xander blinked, then frowned, looking down. "It's not that it's just....", he sighed, "Connor, from the age of, like, sixteeen, fighting vampires and other such scaries has been my life. It's hard to adjust to being one"
"Think of it like... we're kittens and they're tigers?"
"Yeaah", Xander sighed, running a hand through his hair, "I get that, we're not the same but...yeah..it's still..different"
"You hate it," Connor repeated. "You fight even the benign stuff, I've noticed. And you don't like it in me, either."
Xander opened his mouth, before sighing, dropping his gaze. "It kept you with me"
Connor turned her head to watch him. "Is that the only reason?"
Xander let out a slow breath, before looking over at her. "Does there need to be another?"
Connor bit her lip and looked down at her bare feet, frowning.
Xander looked up at the ceiling. "I got tired of being the guy that loses everyone he cares about", he said, "Because he was caught with the wrong girl, or because he never spoke up, or because he got spooked by childish fears", he shrugged, "I didn't want to lose you, too"
"I bullied you into it," she whispered.
"No, I picked it", said Xander with a frown, "You didn't force me"
"Didn't I, though?"
"No", said Xander firmly, "You didn't"
"If I wasn't so messed up you'd be human. You wouldn't hate what you are, and you wouldn't be in so much trouble with your friends," she said quietly. She looked up, her eyes sparkling with tears (Damn these Female Hormones!). "I changed what you are, and you hate it."
Xander winced, oh god, tears, well, if there one thing he was used to dealing with, it was the hormones of the female type.
"Hey, no", he sighed, wrapping an arm around her, "I wouldn't change a thing if it meant I didn't have you in my life"
"You fight it so hard... you barely drink enough to keep from losing it, you fight your instincts, you don't use what you have now, when it could help you so much...." she sniffled.
"That's my own problem", he said gently, "Because I'm a moron"
"Well stop it!" she protested, chin trembling as a few tears escaped her eyes. Angrily she rubbed her hands against the traitorous things.
Xander sighed, hugging her properly to him. "That might take a while, I've had more than twenty years worth of moron experience", he said, trying to cheer her up, "Might take a while to strain out of me"
Connor clung back as she came to a decision. "Let me help you, then."
Xander smiled, kisisng the top of her head. "Sure thing"
"Then, when you are with me, whatever you want to do, even if it doesn't make sense, let it happen, okay? Even now, I may have girl parts, but I'm still a whatever-we-are."
Xander frowned softly. "I...guess", he sighed, looking away, worry etched on his face, "....You'll make sure I won't hurt anyone, right? You'll stop me before I...", he trailed off, looking down.
"Yeah," Connor promised. "I'll keep you from becoming like Them."
"Thank you", said Xander, "Or like....when you...I know you think they deserve it but..."
"Okay," Connor said quietly. "I won't let you become like me. But what who I am isn't what we are, Xander."
"I just don't think I could deal with killing someone", said Xander quietly, "We don't kill humans, no matter how evil they are...it's against the rules"
"I won't let you kill any humans, then," Connor promised.
"Thank you", Xander said quietly
Connor kissed him.
Xander blinked, before sighing, returning the kiss gently, his fingers moving up to tangle in Connor's hair.
Her tongue slid across his lips as her hands grasped his shirt, hoping....
Xander shivered a little, feeling the sound build up, hesitating a moment before letting out a shuddery purr, the sound alien to him.
Connor's heart leapt at the sound, and her own purr joined his as the kiss became less hesitant, a tinge of happiness entering it. Xander really could be pleased by Connor... she thought it was impossible.
Xander deepened the kiss, his eye closing as he let the purr come out more strongly, pulling Connor closer to him.
Connor crawled into his lap as they kissed, her fingers pushing into his short hair.
Xander purred gently as he kissed her, his hands resting on her lower back pulling her closer.
Her own chest rumbled as she pressed tightly against him, her breasts keeping her a bit further away than she was used to, but still, Xander's kissing was intoxicating as always.
Xander smiled against her lips as he kissed Connor, shivering a little at the rumble, his hands brushing over her back softly, fists clenching a little at her shirt.
Right, this was a bit new, Connor straddled him and wriggled in his lap a little.
Xander let out a low growl, it escaping his throat before he could even think about it, opening his eye to look at her.
Connor pulled back a little, smirking or smiling it was difficult to tell. She let her fangs descend a bit, even if her face didn't shift, and flicked her tongue against one as she wriggled again. "Like that?" she whispered.
Xander shivered, letting out a low growl, his eye focused on her. "You know I do", he replied, his voice made more husky.
She made another slooooow movement, "Good."
"See, now you're being cruel", he chuckled throatily, his eye flickering.
"Am I?" she asked, reaching and pulling off his eyepatch, kissing beneath his empty eye, then running her tongue along to his ear where she nipped.
Xander stilled, just for a moment, still self-concious about his wound. "You areee", he moaned, biting his lower lip, arching his jaw.
"Whatcha gonna do about it?" Connor asked, nipping at his jaw and smirking.
Xander growled flipping them around onto the bed, kissing her deeply.
She groaned, her purr rumbling loudly as she arched against him.
Xander returned the purr, his tongue slipping into her mouth as he ground down onto her.
Their tongues battled and Connor put one of her legs up around him to draw him closer. Oooh, another new sensation, this warm deep heat. Being female was fun.
Xander chuckled into her mouth, his hands moving to unbutton her shirt, dtill purrgrowling.
"Nnng," Connor threw her head back against the pillows, baring her throat to him as he undressed her, her own hand reaching down to fight with his jeans button.
Xander grinned, his face shifting, dragging his fangs along her throat, fingers quickly unbuttoning her, his hands brushing over the exposed skin.
She moaned low, pressing into his touch. More sensitive. Definitely more sensitive.
"Having fun?", he asked against her throat, grinding down against her with a growl.
"Oh God, yes," she answered, finally getting it undone and slipping her hand inside to rub against him.
Xander groaned, moving into her touch. "Too much clothes", he grumbled, sitting up a little, pulling his shirt off.
Connor ran her hands up along Xander's chest and over his shoulders, tracing the muscles there before leaning up to kiss his throat.
Xander arched his neck to give her better access, his eye closing as he purred gently.
Her fangs pressed against the skin without breaking it as she sucked at his throat, her hand finding its way back into his jeans.
Xander groaned as he felt her hand, sliding off her shirt properly, rough hands moving to cup her gently.
Her head fell back again with a gasp. "Oh God..."
HIs thumb brushed over the tip of one as he leaned in to suckle at her neck.
Connor tilted her head to expose more of her neck to him, almost in offering, even as she pushed at his jeans and arched into his hand with another helpless gasp.
Xander's teeth grazed the flesh of Connor's throat, growling softly, his hands squeezing gently, moving into her hand, trying to shimmy out of his jeans.
Nimble toes grasped at the loose denim and pushed at them while her hand came up and pressed against the back of Xander's head, pressing his mouth against her throat.
He chuckled at the action, before groaning, the tip of his fangs grazing the skin, bringing up tiny rivulets of blood, which he lapped up with a long sweep of his tongue.
Connor moaned, purring again as her lithe legs wrapped around Xander's, only her jeans and Xander's underpants between them.
((skip first-time type sex, click here
Xander nipped at her throat gently, his hands sliding down, unfastening her jeans with desperate hands.
"Up, off," she managed to gasp out, pushing at him so she could get rid of them quickly.
Xander purred pulling them off as his lips descended down, kissing between the valley of her breasts.
Completely nude beneath him, she pulled impatiently at the waistband of his underwear, even as she arched to his lips.
He growled softly, taking one of her nipples into his mouth, breathing over it as he pulled down his smiley-face underwear.
All semblance of thought left her mind as the sensation of his mouth on Connor's breast clouded all reason. She purred even as she moaned low, her eyes closing in bliss. SO sensitive!
He smiled at her reaction, his tongue brushing over the tip, one hand massaging the other breast.
"A...ah..." she whimpered, unable to find strength or mind to bring her hands to do more than stroke his shoulder and side.
He suckled the nipple gently, before pulling off, breathing over it, then moving up, kissing her throat.
"Mmm, Xander," she arched her throat, baring it to him once more. 'Sire' Connor may be to him, but in female form, she was even more submissive than usual.
Xander grinned, biting down gently on her throat, his hand sliding down to her hips, pushing them up.
Connor's legs slid easily over his hips, something deep in her core longing to be filled.
Xander moaned against her throat, before closing his eye slipping slowly inside, his hands gripping the bedspread on either side of her.
She whimpered as something broke inside her. Damn... why'd my girl-self have to be a virgin?, her hips rising to meet him as she hooked her ankles behind him.
Xander's eye opened to look at her. "....Didn't think about that", he appologised.
"Me neither," she replied, biting into her lip.
"You okay?", he breathed, concern etching his features.
"Bite me, or move - get my mind off it," she demanded, presenting her throat so he had the choice. Either would make it better, as far as Connor was concerned.
Xander watched her, before leaning in, biting down at her throat, shifting deeper into her.
She groaned as his fangs pierced her skin, a purr starting up again. His movement, the raw pleasure of being bitten by him, quickly threw all notion of pain from her mind.
A purr sounded in his own throat, in response to hers, his hands moving to her breasts again as he began a steady rocking rythum.
She rocked up against him, crying out softly in pleasure when they managed to find a perfect angle.
He released her throat, licking it closed before moving to kiss her deeply, lovingly as he moved against her with a purr.
She curled into him, legs tightening around his hips as they rocked together, her own fangs now scraping his throat.
Xander let out a whimpering purr, arching hi throat for her as he drove deeper, thick and throbbing inside her.
Connor bit down, Xander's blood filling her mouth as she sucked gently, purring low, aching.
Xander's eye closed as he groaned, biting his lower lip, his fang causing a small drop of blood to appear as his pace quickened.
She drank a minute before closing the wound, licking the blood clean from around it before throwing her head back and arching as he overwhelmed her.
Xander burried his face in the crook of her neck, giving a soft sound of warning, breathing on the skin.
Connor cried out quietly, her inner muscles clamping down on him, her legs tightening 'round his hips.
Xander cried against her thorat as he released deep inside her, holding her close as he spassomed against her.
She clung to him, breath coming in short gasps.
Xander's shoulders shuddered as he panted, coasting down, trying to even out his own breathing.
Connor kissed him with all the passion she had in her.
Xander returned the kiss with a soft purr, his fingers brushing through her hair.
She remained pliant beneath him as she purred in answer, fully content.
"Love you", he breathed against her lips without thinking, then frowned, slipping out of her, "I..umm"
She stiffened slightly, but nuzzled him in attempt to distract him.
He settled next to her, kissing her jaw softly. "I'm sorry", he mumured, "Can't help how I feel"
"I know," she whispered, looking away a bit and tracing her fingers along his muscles.
He sighed, propping himself up on one elbow, resting his head in his hand, watching her quietly.
Connor continued staring at the middle distance, tracing her finger over his chest, then reaching up and cupping the left side of his face gently.
Xander blinked, leaning a little into her touch, his free hand moving to rest on top of hers.
Her thumb brushed beneath the empty socket before she leaned up and kissed his lips softly.
He startled a little as she got close to it, before retunring the gentle kiss, pulling her into his arms.
"Don't be afraid of yourself," she said against his lips, melting into his embrace.
"Still kinda getting used to the big gaping hole", said Xander quietly.
"I like seeing all of your face."
"You're one of a small minority", Xander chuckled softly.
Connor stuck her tongue out at him. "I'm not saying get rid of the patch, makes you look a rogue, but you don't need to wear it when it's just us, okay?"
Xander gave her a soft smile, nodding, "Okay"
"Okay," she echoed, kissing him again.
Xander chuckled, returning the kiss, fingers threading through her hair.
WHAT: Connor confronting Xander about their race, Xander exploring Connor's fem-body, some first-time sex
WHEN: March 30
WHERE: Xander's Room at Dienw
WHY: it just.. happened?
WITH: poor connor, he got a virgin fem-form. *snigger* - also with sex-with-a-cut
Connor sat down on Xander's bed, bouncing a little as she did so. "River's still got herself locked in my room," he said.
Xander's one eye atomatically drifted towards the bouncing extra's on Connor's chest, following their movement. "Yes, River's are funny things, with the...Riverings"
Connor nodded absently and was silent a few moments before he frowned slightly, his eyes on the small marks on Xander's throat.
Xander blinked over at him, knocked out of his revire. "..What? do I have a zit?"
She snorted, "No. I was just wondering... are you angry that I made you like me?" Connor asked quietly.
Xander frowned, putting a hand to his throat. "Well, it's made me considerably less popular with the Slayerettes", he said, "But I'm not angry at you, I agreed to it, remember?"
Connor frowned and crossed her arms over her ample chest, looking out the window.
"Why?", Xander asked, "'Cause you're really grouchy and...oh god, you're not having one of those...", his voice dropped to a whisper, "Womanly times?"
"OH GOD NO!" Connor shrieked.
Xander yelped, jumping away. "Just asking, NO KILLING!", he squeaked, in a manner of someone who'd been used to being a male minority for far too long.
Connor's eyes widened and her eyebrows rose before she ran a hand through her hair, drawing her legs up and putting her arms around them, resting her chin on her knees. "Angel thought I Turned River. Said it made sense that I would given my 'track record'," her hand came up and put airquotes around the phrase.
Xander got out of his foetal-come-defensive position and looked at him. "You are aware your father is an anal-retentive idiot, right?"
She snorted and rolled her eyes.
"And you're letting him get to you...why?", asked Xander, ducking his head again just in case, "YOU know you didn't turn River"
"I know that, and you know that - but he started going on about my Turning you - and... I know you hate it," Connor finished quietly, looking out the window again.
Xander blinked, then frowned, looking down. "It's not that it's just....", he sighed, "Connor, from the age of, like, sixteeen, fighting vampires and other such scaries has been my life. It's hard to adjust to being one"
"Think of it like... we're kittens and they're tigers?"
"Yeaah", Xander sighed, running a hand through his hair, "I get that, we're not the same but...yeah..it's still..different"
"You hate it," Connor repeated. "You fight even the benign stuff, I've noticed. And you don't like it in me, either."
Xander opened his mouth, before sighing, dropping his gaze. "It kept you with me"
Connor turned her head to watch him. "Is that the only reason?"
Xander let out a slow breath, before looking over at her. "Does there need to be another?"
Connor bit her lip and looked down at her bare feet, frowning.
Xander looked up at the ceiling. "I got tired of being the guy that loses everyone he cares about", he said, "Because he was caught with the wrong girl, or because he never spoke up, or because he got spooked by childish fears", he shrugged, "I didn't want to lose you, too"
"I bullied you into it," she whispered.
"No, I picked it", said Xander with a frown, "You didn't force me"
"Didn't I, though?"
"No", said Xander firmly, "You didn't"
"If I wasn't so messed up you'd be human. You wouldn't hate what you are, and you wouldn't be in so much trouble with your friends," she said quietly. She looked up, her eyes sparkling with tears (Damn these Female Hormones!). "I changed what you are, and you hate it."
Xander winced, oh god, tears, well, if there one thing he was used to dealing with, it was the hormones of the female type.
"Hey, no", he sighed, wrapping an arm around her, "I wouldn't change a thing if it meant I didn't have you in my life"
"You fight it so hard... you barely drink enough to keep from losing it, you fight your instincts, you don't use what you have now, when it could help you so much...." she sniffled.
"That's my own problem", he said gently, "Because I'm a moron"
"Well stop it!" she protested, chin trembling as a few tears escaped her eyes. Angrily she rubbed her hands against the traitorous things.
Xander sighed, hugging her properly to him. "That might take a while, I've had more than twenty years worth of moron experience", he said, trying to cheer her up, "Might take a while to strain out of me"
Connor clung back as she came to a decision. "Let me help you, then."
Xander smiled, kisisng the top of her head. "Sure thing"
"Then, when you are with me, whatever you want to do, even if it doesn't make sense, let it happen, okay? Even now, I may have girl parts, but I'm still a whatever-we-are."
Xander frowned softly. "I...guess", he sighed, looking away, worry etched on his face, "....You'll make sure I won't hurt anyone, right? You'll stop me before I...", he trailed off, looking down.
"Yeah," Connor promised. "I'll keep you from becoming like Them."
"Thank you", said Xander, "Or like....when you...I know you think they deserve it but..."
"Okay," Connor said quietly. "I won't let you become like me. But what who I am isn't what we are, Xander."
"I just don't think I could deal with killing someone", said Xander quietly, "We don't kill humans, no matter how evil they are...it's against the rules"
"I won't let you kill any humans, then," Connor promised.
"Thank you", Xander said quietly
Connor kissed him.
Xander blinked, before sighing, returning the kiss gently, his fingers moving up to tangle in Connor's hair.
Her tongue slid across his lips as her hands grasped his shirt, hoping....
Xander shivered a little, feeling the sound build up, hesitating a moment before letting out a shuddery purr, the sound alien to him.
Connor's heart leapt at the sound, and her own purr joined his as the kiss became less hesitant, a tinge of happiness entering it. Xander really could be pleased by Connor... she thought it was impossible.
Xander deepened the kiss, his eye closing as he let the purr come out more strongly, pulling Connor closer to him.
Connor crawled into his lap as they kissed, her fingers pushing into his short hair.
Xander purred gently as he kissed her, his hands resting on her lower back pulling her closer.
Her own chest rumbled as she pressed tightly against him, her breasts keeping her a bit further away than she was used to, but still, Xander's kissing was intoxicating as always.
Xander smiled against her lips as he kissed Connor, shivering a little at the rumble, his hands brushing over her back softly, fists clenching a little at her shirt.
Right, this was a bit new, Connor straddled him and wriggled in his lap a little.
Xander let out a low growl, it escaping his throat before he could even think about it, opening his eye to look at her.
Connor pulled back a little, smirking or smiling it was difficult to tell. She let her fangs descend a bit, even if her face didn't shift, and flicked her tongue against one as she wriggled again. "Like that?" she whispered.
Xander shivered, letting out a low growl, his eye focused on her. "You know I do", he replied, his voice made more husky.
She made another slooooow movement, "Good."
"See, now you're being cruel", he chuckled throatily, his eye flickering.
"Am I?" she asked, reaching and pulling off his eyepatch, kissing beneath his empty eye, then running her tongue along to his ear where she nipped.
Xander stilled, just for a moment, still self-concious about his wound. "You areee", he moaned, biting his lower lip, arching his jaw.
"Whatcha gonna do about it?" Connor asked, nipping at his jaw and smirking.
Xander growled flipping them around onto the bed, kissing her deeply.
She groaned, her purr rumbling loudly as she arched against him.
Xander returned the purr, his tongue slipping into her mouth as he ground down onto her.
Their tongues battled and Connor put one of her legs up around him to draw him closer. Oooh, another new sensation, this warm deep heat. Being female was fun.
Xander chuckled into her mouth, his hands moving to unbutton her shirt, dtill purrgrowling.
"Nnng," Connor threw her head back against the pillows, baring her throat to him as he undressed her, her own hand reaching down to fight with his jeans button.
Xander grinned, his face shifting, dragging his fangs along her throat, fingers quickly unbuttoning her, his hands brushing over the exposed skin.
She moaned low, pressing into his touch. More sensitive. Definitely more sensitive.
"Having fun?", he asked against her throat, grinding down against her with a growl.
"Oh God, yes," she answered, finally getting it undone and slipping her hand inside to rub against him.
Xander groaned, moving into her touch. "Too much clothes", he grumbled, sitting up a little, pulling his shirt off.
Connor ran her hands up along Xander's chest and over his shoulders, tracing the muscles there before leaning up to kiss his throat.
Xander arched his neck to give her better access, his eye closing as he purred gently.
Her fangs pressed against the skin without breaking it as she sucked at his throat, her hand finding its way back into his jeans.
Xander groaned as he felt her hand, sliding off her shirt properly, rough hands moving to cup her gently.
Her head fell back again with a gasp. "Oh God..."
HIs thumb brushed over the tip of one as he leaned in to suckle at her neck.
Connor tilted her head to expose more of her neck to him, almost in offering, even as she pushed at his jeans and arched into his hand with another helpless gasp.
Xander's teeth grazed the flesh of Connor's throat, growling softly, his hands squeezing gently, moving into her hand, trying to shimmy out of his jeans.
Nimble toes grasped at the loose denim and pushed at them while her hand came up and pressed against the back of Xander's head, pressing his mouth against her throat.
He chuckled at the action, before groaning, the tip of his fangs grazing the skin, bringing up tiny rivulets of blood, which he lapped up with a long sweep of his tongue.
Connor moaned, purring again as her lithe legs wrapped around Xander's, only her jeans and Xander's underpants between them.
((skip first-time type sex, click here
Xander nipped at her throat gently, his hands sliding down, unfastening her jeans with desperate hands.
"Up, off," she managed to gasp out, pushing at him so she could get rid of them quickly.
Xander purred pulling them off as his lips descended down, kissing between the valley of her breasts.
Completely nude beneath him, she pulled impatiently at the waistband of his underwear, even as she arched to his lips.
He growled softly, taking one of her nipples into his mouth, breathing over it as he pulled down his smiley-face underwear.
All semblance of thought left her mind as the sensation of his mouth on Connor's breast clouded all reason. She purred even as she moaned low, her eyes closing in bliss. SO sensitive!
He smiled at her reaction, his tongue brushing over the tip, one hand massaging the other breast.
"A...ah..." she whimpered, unable to find strength or mind to bring her hands to do more than stroke his shoulder and side.
He suckled the nipple gently, before pulling off, breathing over it, then moving up, kissing her throat.
"Mmm, Xander," she arched her throat, baring it to him once more. 'Sire' Connor may be to him, but in female form, she was even more submissive than usual.
Xander grinned, biting down gently on her throat, his hand sliding down to her hips, pushing them up.
Connor's legs slid easily over his hips, something deep in her core longing to be filled.
Xander moaned against her throat, before closing his eye slipping slowly inside, his hands gripping the bedspread on either side of her.
She whimpered as something broke inside her. Damn... why'd my girl-self have to be a virgin?, her hips rising to meet him as she hooked her ankles behind him.
Xander's eye opened to look at her. "....Didn't think about that", he appologised.
"Me neither," she replied, biting into her lip.
"You okay?", he breathed, concern etching his features.
"Bite me, or move - get my mind off it," she demanded, presenting her throat so he had the choice. Either would make it better, as far as Connor was concerned.
Xander watched her, before leaning in, biting down at her throat, shifting deeper into her.
She groaned as his fangs pierced her skin, a purr starting up again. His movement, the raw pleasure of being bitten by him, quickly threw all notion of pain from her mind.
A purr sounded in his own throat, in response to hers, his hands moving to her breasts again as he began a steady rocking rythum.
She rocked up against him, crying out softly in pleasure when they managed to find a perfect angle.
He released her throat, licking it closed before moving to kiss her deeply, lovingly as he moved against her with a purr.
She curled into him, legs tightening around his hips as they rocked together, her own fangs now scraping his throat.
Xander let out a whimpering purr, arching hi throat for her as he drove deeper, thick and throbbing inside her.
Connor bit down, Xander's blood filling her mouth as she sucked gently, purring low, aching.
Xander's eye closed as he groaned, biting his lower lip, his fang causing a small drop of blood to appear as his pace quickened.
She drank a minute before closing the wound, licking the blood clean from around it before throwing her head back and arching as he overwhelmed her.
Xander burried his face in the crook of her neck, giving a soft sound of warning, breathing on the skin.
Connor cried out quietly, her inner muscles clamping down on him, her legs tightening 'round his hips.
Xander cried against her thorat as he released deep inside her, holding her close as he spassomed against her.
She clung to him, breath coming in short gasps.
Xander's shoulders shuddered as he panted, coasting down, trying to even out his own breathing.
Connor kissed him with all the passion she had in her.
Xander returned the kiss with a soft purr, his fingers brushing through her hair.
She remained pliant beneath him as she purred in answer, fully content.
"Love you", he breathed against her lips without thinking, then frowned, slipping out of her, "I..umm"
She stiffened slightly, but nuzzled him in attempt to distract him.
He settled next to her, kissing her jaw softly. "I'm sorry", he mumured, "Can't help how I feel"
"I know," she whispered, looking away a bit and tracing her fingers along his muscles.
He sighed, propping himself up on one elbow, resting his head in his hand, watching her quietly.
Connor continued staring at the middle distance, tracing her finger over his chest, then reaching up and cupping the left side of his face gently.
Xander blinked, leaning a little into her touch, his free hand moving to rest on top of hers.
Her thumb brushed beneath the empty socket before she leaned up and kissed his lips softly.
He startled a little as she got close to it, before retunring the gentle kiss, pulling her into his arms.
"Don't be afraid of yourself," she said against his lips, melting into his embrace.
"Still kinda getting used to the big gaping hole", said Xander quietly.
"I like seeing all of your face."
"You're one of a small minority", Xander chuckled softly.
Connor stuck her tongue out at him. "I'm not saying get rid of the patch, makes you look a rogue, but you don't need to wear it when it's just us, okay?"
Xander gave her a soft smile, nodding, "Okay"
"Okay," she echoed, kissing him again.
Xander chuckled, returning the kiss, fingers threading through her hair.