Chapitre 176: Xan the Man (Buffy the Vampire Slayer)
A/N: Xan the Man was a commissioned two-shot originally written back in March-April of 2020! Posting it up now for people to enjoy.
Themes: Moresome, Dom/Sub, Rough Sex
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To their credit, they really tried to keep it down. Or at least, Xander did. If anything, Dawn was pretty sure Willow and Tara made all the noise they could in an effort to draw her in, the filthy lewd sluts. Or maybe she was just projecting…
Not for the first time, young Dawn Summers finds herself kneeling outside of the guest bedroom of the Summers Household, peeking through a crack in the barely open door and watching the degeneracy taking place inside of the bedroom. At the same time, she has a hand down her shorts, and another up under her tank top, and she is very much touching herself to the sight within.
In all fairness, Dawn didn't begrudge any of the three their time together, not really. Sure, they were engaging in rampant debauchery in her home… but only because Xander had had to step up something fierce. With their mom dead to cancer, after Buffy and Anya died to Glory, Dawn was in danger of being all alone.
She was not in danger of being carted off by child protective services, thankfully. Sometimes the blind eye that the entirety of Sunnydale basically turned to everything supernatural really worked out in their favor. Even though Dawn definitely wasn't an adult yet and really probably shouldn't have been living at home alone, Buffy was still both technically her guardian after her mom passed… and not yet declared dead. After all, there was always the off-chance that she'd come back to life.
So, for about three days, Dawn had lived in the Summers Home all alone… and it had been horrible. Luckily for her, Xander had sensed this right quick and moved in without so much as a by your leave, to Dawn's great relief. Perhaps not quite so relieving, Willow and Tara had also moved in shortly after, to act as Dawn's big sisters, or whatever. Not like they were replacing Buffy or anything like that, they'd basically been Dawn's surrogate big sisters even before all of this.
Still, she wasn't entirely sure about their motives for moving in, especially given what they'd started getting up to with Xander, night after night. Despite what Dawn was currently witnessing happening in the room beyond at the moment, there was no denying that it'd been Willow and Tara that had started it all. Dawn was beginning to think the two witches weren't lesbians at all! At the very least, they had to be bisexual! Though she was pretty sure if she ever worked up the courage to ask, she'd get some quip about them being 'Xander-sexual' or something.
Regardless, she hadn't really felt like she had any room to complain, mostly because out of respect and of course their own grieving, none of the three had even thought about taking either Buffy's bedroom or her mother's room. Both her sister's room and the master bedroom remained untouched, leaving on Dawn's room and the guest bedroom actually occupied by the living.
Which… was really the first clue that something was going on, and why Dawn had begun sneaking over and peeking in on the threesome every night. Threesome was definitely the right word too… based on the fact that Xander, Willow, and Tara had been going at it like rabbits for a week straight now. Biting her lower lip, Dawn looks through the crack in the door and watches Xander fuck Willow from behind quite vigorously.
The trio are all on the bed in the room behind, all of them lying on their sides. Of course, Willow and Tara are currently rather helpless, or at least look like they are. Dawn's pretty sure they would need their voices to be able to cast any sort of magic that would get them out of their current bondage though, so given the ball-gags in each of their mouths, they likely really were helpless, at the moment. With their hands tied behind their backs and their mouths gagged, Willow and Tara were currently sandwiching Xander between them, his cock pushing into Willow from behind while Tara pressed herself up against his back, the blonde rubbing her breasts all over him as she moans through the gag, trying to get his attention back from her girlfriend.
Good luck with that, Dawn can't help but think rather derisively. Xander and Willow had always had a thing… the fact that Tara apparently also had a thing for Xander wasn't going to actually change that. Regardless, the blonde also seems perfectly willing to wait her turn, which does come eventually, when Xander finally cums inside of Willow with a groan that he stifles in her red hair, before ultimately turning around to where Tara is waiting for him.
All three effectively shift so that they're laying on their opposite sides, maintaining the cohesion of their naked sandwich, though now its Willow's turn to rub herself against Xander's back, even as he spoons Tara and penetrates her from behind, fucking her with deep, rough thrusts just like he did Willow. This wasn't how it was every night, to be fair. But Xander had clearly gotten tired of having to muffle Willow or Tara's moans with his hands to try and keep them from waking Dawn up, so this time around he'd brought out ball gags and fluffy handcuffs, and the rest was history.
If only he knew… Dawn had been watching for a while now. She'd been soaking it in, peeking on the three of them practically every night for the last week. Her fingers are currently slick with her own fluids, and she's biting down hard on her upper lip in an effort to keep herself quiet, her own moans threatening to leave her throat if she's not careful.
Not that it's that big of a worry, even ball-gagged as they both are, the two witches on the bed with Xander are making a lot of noise in his immediate vicinity. Dawn isn't about to risk it of course, but she's pretty sure she could easily let her own voice out for a little bit, and none of the three in the room beyond would hear a thing from her.
Regardless, Xander fucks Tara too, giving her exactly what he gave Willow… and eventually he cums inside of her as well, before falling onto his back, panting heavily. Both handcuffed and gagged women eagerly shimmy into his sides, curling up against him as Xander wraps his arms around them, gives them each a tired smile, and then falls asleep with them moments later.
Covering her mouth with the hand she'd had on her breasts, Dawn fingers her cunt faster and harder for a few moments, and then with a full body shudder, climaxes all over her own digits, shaking and spasming briefly before coming down from the pleasurable release. Pulling away from the door, she hurriedly makes her way back down the hall to her own bedroom, biting her lower lip, face bright red… but also resolved.
No more. She wasn't just going to watch any more. Xander was trying to be her dad, or her big brother, or some combination of the two… but Dawn had come to a decision. She didn't need a father right now; she didn't need a brother. She needed… she needed a lover.
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Willow and Tara are gone by the time Xander wakes up, answering the question of whether they could have gotten out of those handcuffs he'd put them both in on their own or not rather handily, he supposed. Unlike the two of them, however, Xander doesn't have anywhere to be, allowing him to come awake slowly and take his time before going downstairs to the kitchen to make some breakfast.
What he's not expecting to find waiting for him there is one Dawn Summers already working over the stove, dressed in little more than the tank top and shorts combo that she wore to bed. It takes him a moment to realize it's Saturday, so of course she'd be home as well… and also a moment to push down his rising libido as his eyes hungrily roam over her nubile, scantily clad form for a second. She looks up and sees him a moment later, her face lighting up brightly.
"Xander! Breakfast is almost done, so go ahead and take a seat at the table, alright?"
Willow and Tara have been such a bad influence on him, Xander reflects, even as he sits down at the head of the kitchen table, feeling a bit weird doing so. He wasn't usually one to sit and eat when it came to breakfast. Usually, he grabbed what he could and either ate standing up before tossing his dishes into the sink, or he simply didn't use dishes at all and was out the door with whatever he could hold easily in one hand.
Not today, it seemed. Within moments, Dawn has placed a veritable feast in front of him, three plates piled high with breakfast food. Initially he assumes at least one plate is for her, but she sets them all before him and then, rather than sitting down, she stands there for a moment, looking at him expectantly. Slowly, Xander picks up a strip of crispy bacon and brings it to his mouth, chomping down on it. He eats the strip in about three bites, because really, it is quite good.
There's no trace of lie in his voice as he gives Dawn an appreciative smile and swallows down the delicious meat.
"Good stuff, Dawn."
Beaming, Dawn brings her hands together in front of her.
"That's good! So, I guess it's time for you to feed me now!"
Before Xander can react to that beyond beginning to furrow his brow in confusion, Dawn… drops to her knees and crawls under the table. Maybe it's just because he's waking up, maybe it's because he's eating, but Xander is really slow on the draw this morning. To be fair, all of his lightning fast reflexes are tuned to fighting monsters, NOT stopping nubile young women from sneaking under the kitchen table and fishing his cock out of his boxers.
Dawn, the little minx that she is, has him in his mouth for a few long moments before Xander finally reacts, letting out a yelp and pulling back from the table. As an addendum, the fact that Willow and Tara had BOTH pulled this very same trick on him at different times over the past week didn't help his reaction time either. It honestly felt kind of right, eating breakfast while a sexy girl sucked him off under the table. But that sexy girl was NOT supposed to be Dawn.
However, she doesn't let him go that easily, even as he looks down at her with wide eyes. Dawn follows, keeping her mouth glued to his crotch, her lips glued to his cock, even as she looks up at him with those beautiful, guileless blue eyes of hers.
"D-Dawn! What do you think you're doing?!"
Grasping his cock in both hands and stroking it rather vigorously, Dawn pops off of his bell end and gives him a rather unimpressed look.
"Xander, please don't let all of the food I just worked all morning to cook for you get cold, alright? As for what I'm doing… are you going to punish me, daddy?"
Xander goes bright red at that, and Dawn just smirks, her point made.
"You're not my father, Xander… and honestly, my feelings for you are more like this than as a little sister to a big brother… so just eat and enjoy."
And with that, she pops his cock back into her mouth, leaving Xander gaping like a goldfish, completely gobsmacked by this turn in events. Where had this come from? What was happening? And… why was he just going with it? Slowly, Xander pushes back up to the table, Dawn backing up as he does so. He begins to eat, even as the young woman he's supposed to be shepherding in this trying time, bobs up and down on his cock down beneath the table.
The food really is good… and Dawn's mouth on his member feels even better. Xander can't help but groan at times, which she clearly hears, because it always serves to reinvigorate her, making her push herself even further. It feels very, very good, and Xander isn't quite sure if he's dreaming or not, to tell the truth.
Reaching over, he pinches his arm… but it hurts, meaning this really isn't a dream. But that… that's mad, right? How could this possibly be happening in the real world? Was… was he being tricked by some sort of demon or monster? This really wasn't their normal time of day though, given the warmth of the morning sun currently coming in through the window and illuminating the entire kitchen.
All of his musings and trying to distract himself with the food Dawn has so generously made for him, manage to get him to the end of breakfast, but no further before he's groaning and tossing out a warning to the nubile young woman under the table.
"D-Dawn! I'm cumming!"
She pulls back, and at first, he thinks she's shying away from his impending orgasm… but her hands never leave his cock, and a moment later he's cumming and there's no sound of his seed splattering across the ground, making a mess of the kitchen floor. Brow furrowed, Xander nonetheless enjoys the release, and when he's done, he pulls back from the table to look beneath it.
There, smirking up at him like the cat that caught the canary, Dawn Summers kneels, her face covered in his cum, a rather exceptional facial, not to toot his own horn too much. Licking her cum-coated lips, Dawn looks at him with a look that Xander has grown very familiar with by this point. They're not done yet… in fact, he gets the feeling that they're just getting started…
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Releasing her hold on his cock, Dawn reaches up to her own face and delicately scoops a dollop of his thick cream off of her cheek. She inspects her sticky fingers for a moment afterwards, admiring the way that his seed hangs between them when she pulls them apart, if the smile on her cum-coated lips is anything to go off of. Then, she places the messy fingers in her mouth, sucking them clean.
Xander can only watch, swallowing thickly as Dawn does this again and again, slowly but surely cleaning her face while eating his cum load at the same time. It's… highly erotic, to be sure. But at the same time, this seemed… incredibly perverse? And not necessarily in the good way, but in a bad way. This… they couldn't do this kind of thing, could they? Xander could tell where Dawn wanted to go with things next, after all he had some experience with women under his belt thanks to Willow and Tara at this point.
It was one thing for Dawn to suck him off under the breakfast table. It was another for him to… fuck her. Wasn't it? Or was it, really? Xander's face is bright red, practically steaming, and he knows it because he can FEEL the heat radiating off his cheeks. He's never been more embarrassed… and also never been more turned on. He's incredibly conflicted at the moment, because on the one hand, Dawn is… Dawn. She's Buffy's little sister, and thus the Scoobies' little sister. That was why Xander was here, why he'd moved in, to take care of Dawn… NOT betray Buffy's trust and fuck her younger sister.
Earlier, he'd had the excuse of still being a little sleepy, of still being in the process of waking up. Now though, Xander was wide awake… and forced to admit that he had no idea what to do next. Dawn though, definitely seems to know what she wants, because once she's finished cleaning herself off with her fingers and tongue and mouth, she crawls out from under the table and stands, giving Xander a wicked grin as she runs her hands across her nubile young body.
She's still wearing her pajamas, that tank top and shorts combo she always wore to bed. It doesn't do much to hide her gorgeous long legs, and he has to admit she's really grown up in recent years. She's got a woman's body now, albeit a young woman's… but there's no denying she's grown up. Stepping forward, right between his legs, Dawn leaves over and takes hold of Xander's cock again, stroking it up and down, working to get him back to full mast as he leans in close, their faces inches apart.
"… I can tell you're still not sure about this, Xander. So, let me make myself perfectly clear. I want you. I've wanted you for a long time. I understand that back when things first started, it was just a school girl's crush. I understand that back then, I wasn't old enough or mature enough to enter into this kind of relationship with you. But that was then, and this is now. I'm a big girl now, Xander Harris. I'm mature enough, and know enough, to recognize what being in love feels like."
Dawn pauses for a moment, taking in a deep breath, but Xander doesn't dare interrupt. If anything, he's left speechless by her confession, because that was obviously that's what this was. When she's gotten her breath back and collected her thoughts, Dawn gives him a sheepish smile.
"What did you think would happen, if you kept taking care of me like this? You moved into my house, just to watch out for me… and then you brought those two sluts in and tied them up and fucked them right in front of me."
THAT, Xander is not expecting to hear. His eyes bulge out of his head at that, as he realizes that Dawn must have seen them, that they must not have been as quiet as he'd previously thought. And he really had believed they were flying under the radar too. Taking in his reaction, Dawn just giggles, licking her pouty lips again, drawing Xander's eyes to them for a fleeting moment as she lets out a breathy sigh.
"Xander… you're a huge tease, and you don't even know it, do you? I bet Willow and Tara knew. I bet they both at least suspected that I was watching. No matter how hard you tried to shut them up, they were always so damn loud, even with ball gags in their mouths. Bet they were trying to get me involved… or maybe just out of the way, if I turned out to be a total prude or something."
Shrugging, Dawn gives Xander a wicked little smirk, still stroking his cock up and down. At this point, he's fully erect again, at full mast despite the revelations being laid bare in this one-sided conversation.
"So that's it then. All our cards are on the table. So, I guess the only question is… how are you going to fuck me? Hm?"
He recognizes a challenge when he sees one, once again mostly thanks to Willow and Tara. The two gorgeous bisexual witches had loved to poke and prod at him early on in their relationship, needling and teasing him until Xander had ultimately come to realize they were provoking him into giving them the punishment they so desperately desired on purpose.
Dawn is doing the exact same thing right now, though whether she knows it is still up for debate. Regardless, Xander finds himself reacting half-instinctually, his hands coming up and grabbing Dawn by the waist. He spins her around, his cock leaving her grip as she lets out a soft squeak of surprise. A moment later, and she's in his lap, his erection hot-dogging her ass and causing her sleep shorts to bunch up into her ass crack, giving her something of a wedgie as Xander pulls her back against his chest.
One arm wraps around her waist, while his other goes up, his hand gently taking hold of Dawn's neck. He doesn't grip too tightly, doesn't choke her or anything like that, but he does hold her to him close, even as he breathes hot air onto her neck and ear, leaning forward to nibble at one of her earlobes. In response, once she gets over her momentary surprise, Dawn moans and writhes against him, wiggling her cute little tushie back into his cock, rubbing her ass all over his thick, throbbing member.
Still, Xander would be remiss if he didn't… make sure, so to speak. So, in the midst of Dawn happily and eagerly submitting to his dominating hold, Xander speaks. His voice comes out in a low growl, his tone a bit dark and menacing. Or at least, that's what Willow and Tara told him he sounded like when he got like this.
"… Are you sure about this, Dawn?"
The younger woman shudders and whimpers at his tone of voice, but ultimately nods her head in a jerky motion.
"I-I'm sure, Xander. More sure of this then anything else in my entire life."
Well then… he supposed he best give her what she wanted. Coming up off of his chair, Xander pushes Dawn forward into the edge of the dining table. He reaches around her and pushes everything that's sitting there out of the way, before forcing her down onto the table, bending her over right then and there. Her hands land palm flat on the wooden surface, even as she lets out a soft 'oof' from the sudden presence of his hand between her shoulderblades.
One hand goes to her hair, holding her by it quite tightly to keep her face down, while the other slides down her back and to her cute little shorts, currently containing her delectable derriere. Hooking his fingers into the waistband, Xander yanks downwards, dragging Dawn's pajama bottoms to her knees. As expected, she's not wearing panties beneath, so he goes right to slipping his fingers betwixt her thighs to check her wetness.
She's sopping, their earlier foreplay clearly having turned her on just as much as it did him. Xander slicks his fingers with Dawn's pussy juices, pushing his digits in and out of her drooling quim, and in turn causing her to groan and moan in response.
"D-Don't tease me, X-Xander! Just fuck m-me already!"
Xander just chuckles darkly at that, even as he withdraws his fingers. Leaning over Dawn, he places the head of his cock against her slit… but doesn't immediately push in. In response to this, Dawn tries to wiggle back onto his cock, but he's holding her in place too securely, using his superior strength against her to not let her escape. She's pinned between him and the table and they both know it.
Still, he doesn't make her wait much longer. After a few seconds of teasing her with just the tip, listening to her whine and whimper and mewl for more… Xander thrusts in. Dawn squeals in response, before crying out in ecstasy as he splits her open on his cock. She's virginal, he notes as he takes her purity, but the sopping wet nature of her cunt makes it almost entirely irrelevant.
Losing her hymen is barely more than a twinge of pain for Dawn, amidst an entire ocean of pleasure as he begins to rock back and forth, thrusting in and out of her, taking her slowly at first, but faster and faster by the moment. In response, Dawn moans wantonly, getting louder and louder as time goes on, the nubile young woman gasping and squirming beneath him, even as she pushes her hips back into his pistoning prick quite eagerly.
"Is this what you wanted, Dawn? Hm? Is this the big fat cock you wanted inside of you?"
"Yessss! Don't stop, X-Xander! Don't stop, please!"
With a growl, Xander picks up the pace, but even as he does so, he leans over Dawn, speaking directly into her ear.
"Call me sir. Be a good girl, and maybe I'll give you what you want."
"Y-Yes sir, please sir, please keep fucking me sir!"
And fuck her he does, thrusting into her from behind, his grunts and groans matched and ultimately exceeded by her squeals and shrieks of pleasure and bliss. Dawn reaches her first climax around his cock in no time at all, shaking and shivering beneath him as the orgasm rocks her body… and once that first release hits her, it's like she can't stop anymore, the next several coming much faster.
She cums for him again and again, and Xander grins as he uses her constantly clenching cunt and the slickness of her inner walls to fuck her even harder, ramming deep inside of her, filling her with every last inch of his cock. If this continued, he'd have to teach her to cum on command, to avoid orgasming unless he told her to… but that was some advanced stuff, the sort of stuff he had just got started on with Willow and Tara.
Still, there was no denying how rewarding it was to have a woman obey when you told her to cum, no denying that making one orgasm simply because you ordered it was… a heady feeling, to say the least. Regardless, for now this was Dawn's first time and Xander saw no reason to overcomplicate things. That was why he hadn't even considered bringing out the rope or gags or anything like that.
If Dawn wanted to go further, then she would have to accept that Xander was a bit of a sexual freak at this point, mostly due to his two submissive lovers training him to be their perfect dom. If Dawn could handle that deviancy though, and her peeping seemed to speak to the idea that she could, Xander would gladly show her the wonders of bondage and submission.
For now, though, he just focuses on fucking Dawn nice and hard, giving it to her rough, just like she very clearly seems to want. He jars the dining table with every thrust of his cock, making Dawn squeal again and again until finally, he can't take it anymore. The blowjob beforehand certainly helped his staying power, but Dawn's tight, clenching cunt feels so damn wonderful around his cock that he finds himself closing in on blowing his load in no time at all.
Of course, he's not about to cum inside… he doesn't even give Dawn the option on that front. Instead, Xander pulls out at the last second, and much like before, he cums on Dawn, rather than in Dawn. This time, instead of covering her face in his seed, he covers her ass and her back, coating her delectable derriere in his white, hot cum.
Dawn moans and writhes under him as he does it, wiggling her cute little rump back and forth, clutching at the table, clawing at it really. Xander finally lets her up, and the first thing she does is turn around and pounce, wrapping her arms around his neck and kissing him soundly on the lips. Xander chuckles and kisses her right back, his hands on her hips to avoid the mess on her ass and back as they make out for a second. When they're done, Dawn pulls away and gives him a wicked sort of smile.
"Thank you sir… may I have another?"
Snorting derisively, seeing that he's unleashed a monster, Xander nonetheless takes Dawn by the hand and leads her out of the kitchen. He was planning on taking a shower after breakfast anyways, he supposed… and the master bath of the Summers House was more than big enough for two.
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