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"Ok, now that was just freaky," said Xander as he locked the
door to their suite very firmly.
"Tell me about it," said Cordelia. "I should have known being
transported into a luxury hotel room complete with Dolce Gabbana
originals could only end badly."
"Uh, Cordy, you know when we sort of saw into Buffy's room?"
Cordelia raised her eyebrows and looked at him expectantly. "And
you made a very mature comment about Angel falling over?"
"Um yeah," said Xander sheepishly. "Ok, here's the thing: I
swear I saw Spike sleeping next to Buffy."
"Spike and Buffy? In the same bed? Hello? God, Xander, you've
got to get over this fixation you have with Buffy having sex
with vampires."
"Seriously! Didn't you see them? He was all like, curled around
her, in a really cuddly, so not right way."
"Xander, Buffy was on the bed, Spike was on the floor. Everyone
saw it."
"On the floor? As in, not on the bed?"
"Yes!"
Xander brightened considerably. He looked over at his
girlfriend.
"So, uh, you want to continue doing what we were doing, you
know, before the screaming and door slamming?"
"Xander, hello? This place is obviously haunted. You really
expect me to get all naked and sexy in front of invisible
perverts?"
"They might not be watching," Xander said, then realised Cordy
really was freaked out by the happenings in the house. He put
his arms around his girlfriend comfortingly. "Hey, it's ok.
We'll be ok. We've got three vampires, a werewolf and a slayer
here."
Cordelia looked at him. "And that's comforting how?"
Xander grinned. "Besides…they gave us a great big four poster
bed…."
"Exactly! It's probably all a set up. Some sicko's probably got
hidden cameras in all the rooms."
"We'll turn the lights off."
"Infra-red cameras?"
"Then they'll only see our body heat as we-"
"Xander!" growled Cordelia in frustration, pushing him away from
her.
"Ok, no naughty stuff. I can handle that." Xander sighed, then
looked around trying to find something to do. He started opening
the drawers on one of the cabinets in the room. "Ooh look,
Gideon's been here."
Cordelia frowned and walked around the room. She wanted to make
use of that gorgeous bed as much as Xander. It was so annoying.
She'd been wanting Xander to take her somewhere special for
ages. Doing it at her house when her parents were at the country
club just didn't cut it. And there was no way she was getting
naked in Xander's place. Here they were, finally in a place
worthy of her admittedly exquisite taste, and it was all ooky
and haunted. It was so unfair. Life was always so unfair to
Cordelia Chase. She reopened the armoire that contained the
gorgeous designer outfits, for comfort.
Cordelia felt strong arms wrap around her.
"You know," Xander said in a low voice. "I still can't get over
being naked with you."
Cordelia smiled. "Guess all that arguing and being nasty to each
other DID mean we just wanted to get into bed together."
Xander laughed. Then he turned all suave Xander again. "How
about I run you a nice hot bath in the huge tub I found in our
bathroom, you relax, then we make use of that room service menu
I just found."
Cordelia smiled. "Ok," she said brightly. Xander mentally patted
himself on the back. Hey, it was easy to please Cordy when you
had someone else's money to spend.
"You're not worried about ghosts seeing you having a bath?"
Xander had to ask.
"Thanks Xander," glared Cordelia. "And no, I'm not. Who knows
how long we'll be here. If they've got cameras in the bathroom
it's their own fault what they see."
Several minutes later Xander came back into the room. He coughed
politely. Cordelia turned, curious.
"Miss Chase, your bath is drawn," he said in his best Jeeves the
butler voice.
Cordy rewarded him with the cute little nose crinkle that drove
him wild.
"Xander!" she exclaimed, then swept past him into the bathroom.
"I'll order room service while Miss is taking her bath," said
Xander.
"Thank you, Harris. If you're very good, I'll let you give me a
foot massage."
Xander grinned, then thought about that.
"You don't let your real butler do that do you?" he asked
through the door.
Later, Cordelia sat at the little table dressed in a white
bathrobe, brushing her hair and eating the lobster Xander
ordered because, hey, whoever sent them here could pick up the
cheque for that too.
"Wonder how Buffy's coping, having to share a room with Spike,"
she said.
"Yeah, that's got to be the wiggiest thing this side of….the
last wiggy thing that happened in Sunnydale," said Xander. "I
know the Buffster can take care of herself, but still, it's
Spike, evil undead guy, her mortal enemy. Can't be comfortable."
He felt much happier though, knowing it had just been his
imagination that Spike had been getting all cosy with a sleeping
Buffy.
"He is kind of cute."
"Cute? Spike? Yeah, next you'll say Angel's hot." Xander sat at
the table as well. He had also made use of the huge bathtub but
only after Cordelia had finished. He was wearing some purple
satin pjs he'd found in his own collection of mysterious
host-supplied clothes.
"Well he is." Cordelia paused, letting Xander get all bothered.
"And so are you," she added, taking pity on her boyfriend.
"I'm hot?"
"Well duh, wouldn't be getting all squishy with you otherwise."
"Heh," said Xander, pleased with himself. "I'm hot too."
"Well," said Cordelia suddenly. "I think I'm done here."
She
wiped her fingers daintily and put the serviette on the table.
Then she stood up and slipped the bath robe off her shoulders.
Xander just gaped. Cordelia was wearing a slippery, satiny, dark
red nightdress that did everything to show off her figure.
"Um, same here," Xander managed, putting his own napkin down.
"I think we should probably go to bed," said Cordelia. She
raised an eyebrow. "UNDER the covers."
"I think that idea just shows how incredibly smart you are, as
well as sexy," said Xander, very pleased that Cordelia seemed to
have gotten over her aversion to getting up to naughty stuff in
the hotel. Cordelia turned on the bedside lamp and Xander got
the main light switch. Watching each other, they slipped under
the bed covers.
"Ohhhh that feels nice," moaned Cordelia as she slid between
expensive sheets.
"Mmm comfy," said Xander, plumping the pillow then turning on
his side towards Cordelia.
Cordelia turned out the bed lamp and turned towards Xander.
"Uh, that's a very sexy night dress," said Xander.
"You like?" Cordelia asked in the kittenish voice she reserved
for such occasions.
"I like very much," said Xander, finding Cordelia's shoulder in
the dark and slipping a strap off.
"Uhuh," murmured Cordelia, and didn’t say much else as they
found each other's lips in the dark.
Xander was so busy running his hand over Cordelia's thigh as he
moved between her legs, that he didn't notice the room become
perceptibly colder. Cordelia was so busy kissing Xander and
removing his satin pajama pants that she didn't notice the room
become colder either.
They did notice the brilliant light that flooded the room.
They froze, staring at each other in horror.
"I told you this was a bad idea," Cordelia hissed, trying to
rearrange the top of her night dress.
Xander moved onto his back, and they both stared at the vision
at the foot of the bed. It was a woman, dressed in white with
bright white hair and surrounded by violet light.
"Um, hey," said Xander, babbling nervously. "Are you the person
who arranged this hotel for us, because, heh, about all the room
service we ordered-"
"The waiter was really rude," interrupted Cordelia.
Xander shot an embarrassed look at the spectre. "We, uh, really
didn't mean to order the lobster. I said toast, really-"
"Xander! They locked us up here. They can pay for our room
service. Don't apologise."
"Cordy, much as I love you, and you know I do, we don't want to
leave supernatural forces with a bill for the mini bar."
"I hope you didn't tip that waiter."
"What-"
"The two." The sound stopped them both. It came from the woman,
but her lips didn't appear to move. "Vampire. Slayer. Together
as one. Join as you do. Together as one."
And then she vanished.
"Ok," said Xander. "I think that was supposed to be important."
"Oh, well, that's easy," said Cordelia. "Slayer, duh, equals
Buffy. Vampire, obviously Angel. Buffy and Angel have to do the
horizontal tango."
"Like us," grinned Xander.
"Don't even think about it," said Cordelia. "That ghost knew
what we were doing. I feel all…ooh, actually, it's kind of
kinky."
"Knowing that someone might be watching?"
"Yeah, sort of…naughty."
"Good naughty?"
"Yeah…good naughty."
Xander grinned and, while they kissed, did something very
naughty with his hand.
"Xand- ooh! Mmmm."
Xander shifted himself above Cordelia, and she slid her long
legs alongside his. Their kiss deepened as they writhed against
each other. Xander slipped Cordy's nightdress from her shoulders
and pushed the skirt up her body.
"Very naughty Miss Chase," he murmured. "No panties."
"Took you long enough to notice," breathed Cordelia, one hand
sliding under his pajama top, the other freeing Xander from his,
by now, very constraining pajama pants.
Xander slid down Cordy's body, kissing and nuzzling until he was
right where her panties should have been.
Cordelia ran her fingers through his hair and giggled slightly
as he kissed her inner thigh.
"Would Miss Chase like me to pleasure her orally?" Xander asked.
Cordelia stifled a laugh.
"Yes, Harris, Miss Chase would, and when you're finished, you
may come up here and kiss me."
"Yes, Miss Chase, very good." Xander bent his head back between
Cordy's legs, then looked up again. "And what would Miss Chase
like me to do once I have pleasured her and kissed her?"
"Once you have performed those tasks satisfactorily, I may
permit you to penetrate me with your…oohhh Xander!"
And they didn't say much after that, aside from some giggles and
some moans and, at the end, a very enthusiastic, "Oh yes,
Xander! Yes!" and, "Yeah, Cordy, yeah, ohgod yes Cordelia!"