He stepped inside and shut the door behind him, looking around with wide eyes. The lights were shut off but thousands of candles had been arranged around the living room and across the island in the kitchen. He sniffed lightly and smelled the musky scent of Poeme, her perfume of choice. There was a trail of rose petals leading from the couch down the hall to what he figured was their bedroom.

“What’s going on?” he called out. He slid his jacket off and put it in the front closet, then sat down on the couch, waiting for her.

His breath caught in his through when she emerged from their room, clad in a long, black silk nightgown that had sheer stripes wrapped around her lithe body like the stripes on a candy cane, allowing him a tantalizing view of most everything she had. “God, you’re so beautiful,” he whispered brokenly.

She lowered herself into his lap and began nibbling at his earlobe. “I know you wanted me to try and be more romantic,” she whispered huskily, moving her tongue and teeth down the column of his throat to his jawline. “So I got some advice from Buffy and Willow about what would be romantic.”

Xander smiled and wrapped his arms around her, moving his hands over the small curve of her waist, sliding them up her back, rubbing her gently. “This is great. I can’t believe the trouble you must have gone to.”

She pulled back and smiled somewhat shyly, an expression that was completely at odds with her normally tough attitude. “I know my usual motto is ‘get some, get gone,’ but I wanted it to be more than that with us, Xander. And I want to show you that I want to stick around this time.”

Xander let his eyes drift shut, inhaling her perfume. “I’m not sure how I got so lucky, Faith, but I hope you know how much I love you.”

Faith blinked. She opened her mouth, but couldn’t say anything. She leaned in again to run her tongue over Xander’s throat and he could feel, more than hear, he murmured reply vibrate against his neck. “I love you too, Xander.”

Faith let her hands wander all over him, her gentle exploration turning hungry and intense. Her hand slid inside his pants, cupping his rapidly stiffening erection. Her long fingers wrapped around him, one fingertip sliding over the head of his cock, rubbing the small drop of fluid into both their skin.

Xander tilted his head back and groaned while her fingers squeezed him, as she moved upwards to fuse her lips with his. Xander opened his mouth to her hungry kisses, thrusting his tongue into her mouth and tangling it with hers. He brought his hands up to her head and wrapped his fingers in her long dark hair, tugging gently, pulling her head back and exposing her throat. When they broke the kiss, each gasping for air, he lowered his lips to her neck, running his tongue over her pulse point and collarbone, growling softly against her silky skin.

“Oh, God, Xander,” Faith whimpered, letting the hand that wasn’t stroking his cock run up her own body, smoothing her nightgown over her hips. It didn’t surprise Xander at all that she wasn’t wearing underwear, since the only time she ever did was when she was on her period. “I need you inside me,” she whispered into his ear, trying to pull his pants down and free his raging erection.

Xander growled and lifted his hips up, sliding his pants over them and down his legs, as difficult as it was with Faith in his lap. He managed to get them around his ankles and he kicked them off. Then Faith grabbed the hem of his shirt and pulled it over his head, exposing his broad, muscled chest. She dipped her head to wrap her tongue around one of his nipples and he groaned.

Impatiently, Faith pulled back and grabbed the edge of her nightgown, stretching her arms up and pulling the silky material off her body. Xander’s breath hitched as he saw her in all her naked glory, beautiful as ever. Returning the favor she’d earlier bestowed on him, he wrapped his fingers around one of her breasts, squeezing and massaging lightly, as he took her other breast into his mouth. Faith whimpered as his tongue traced patterns on her soft flesh, sucking her fullness into the wet heat of his mouth.

Faith arched her hips up, rubbing her dripping pussy against Xander’s rock-hard cock. “Slam it in me,” she groaned, bucking into his lap. Xander hissed, his eyes closed tightly, reveling in the feel of Faith’s body against his, his mind going into overdrive to create the image of him pistoning in and out of Faith’s writhing body.

Instead, he lifted Faith off of him, setting her on her feet. “Come on,” he said softly, his dark eyes soft and dangerously inviting, reflecting the wavering candlelight. He took her hand and led her back to their bedroom, laying her down gently on the bed. He got down on his knees, pulling Faith so that her pussy was hovering just over the end of the bed, her legs wrapped around his neck.

Dipping his head, Xander let his tongue run along her wet slit. Faith moaned as she threaded her fingers through Xander’s hair, pulling his mouth closer to her pussy. Xander smiled against her skin at her whimpering, circling her clit with his tongue, tasting her. He scraped his teeth over her clit and she bucked, smothering his face with her drenched pussy.

Xander took pity on her and reached up to thrust a finger into her, working it in and out very slowly, letting her adjust to the feel of him inside her before adding a second finger, then a third. All the while he kept his tongue on her clit, licking her, teasing her. As he began to pump his fingers into her grasping pussy, he wrapped his lips around her clit and sucked hard. His fingers found a rapid pace, thrusting in and out of her quickly as he put pressure on her clit with his mouth. He could feel her tense, her breathing quick and harsh, and he crooked his middle finger inside her, letting his blunt fingernail scrape against her sensitive walls.

Faith arched off the bed, screaming his name as she exploded around him, drenching his fingers and tongue in her orgasm.

“Oh, God, Xander,” Faith moaned as she lay there, her legs still draped over Xander’s shoulders, as he cleaned himself of her juices. “That was incredible.”

Xander smiled in satisfaction as he sat back, his cock jutting out, hard as granite and twitching. Faith let her eyes drop to it and she smiled sexily. “Now it’s time to return the favor.”

Xander shook his head. “All I want is to bury myself in your pussy,” he said as he got to his feet. Faith scooted back on the bed quickly, spreading her legs and welcoming Xander on top of her. He licked her nipples as he slid up her body, his hard cock pressed into her stomach.

Xander kissed Faith hard while she reached in between them to position his cock at her entrance. As he thrust his tongue into her mouth, Xander pushed forward, imbedding his cock inside her slick passage. Faith moaned into his mouth as he filled her, wrapping her legs around his waist and driving him further into her.

Xander looked down into Faith’s eyes as he held himself up. “You are so beautiful,” he whispered.

Faith smiled up at him and arched her hips up, taking Xander’s cock in all the way. “Show me.”

Xander closed his eyes as he pulled back, then thrust forward hard, driving his cock into Faith. He slammed into her repeatedly, setting up a frantic rhythm that Faith eagerly matched, thrusting her hips up as Xander pistoned into her, their frenzied movements getting more and more wild. Xander and Faith were both panting as he pumped into her with seemingly superhuman speed.

Faith managed a smile. “You think our neighbor is ever going to complain about the screaming and the headboard slamming against his wall?”

Xander chuckled, difficult as it was to think about anything else besides his cock driving into Faith’s pussy. “I think, judging from the sounds of the cheesy porn that I can always hear after we’re done, that he enjoys it. Gives him something to jack off to.”

Faith grinned faintly before her eyes glazed over. “Oh, God, Xand,” she panted.

The smile disappeared from his face as Xander recognized the signs both in her and himself. He took a deep breath and reached in between them, finding Faith’s clit and twisting it between her fingers. She screamed wildly as she came, cum flooding out of her body and surrounding Xander’s cock.

Xander thrust his cock into Faith twice more before exploding himself. He continued to thrust shallowly as he finished cumming into her, finally slowing down as the last of his orgasm drained out of him.

They lay there, exhausted, before Xander rolled off of Faith and wrapped his arms around her. “Have I ever told you how glad I am you came back to Sunnydale?” Xander asked as he smoothed a tangled lock of hair from Faith’s forehead.

Faith snuggled into Xander’s chest and pressed her lips to his sweaty skin. “Not half as glad as I am that you got some balls and told me off for treating you so bad.”

Xander chuckled. “So that was a turn-on for you, huh?”

Faith smirked. “Hell yeah. If you’ll recall, I jumped you about two seconds after you finished yelling at me.”

“And I just managed to make you stay with me for the whole day instead of jumping out of the bed as soon as you jumped into it,” Xander reminded her.

Faith shrugged a little. “Didn’t have anywhere else I particularly wanted to be.”

Xander tightened his arm around her shoulders. “I hope that’s still true.”

Faith smiled, finally capable of admitting that she felt safe and secure with Xander and didn’t have any intention of leaving. “Of course it’s still true, Xand.” She grinned impishly as the sounds of a woman moaning and crying out for her lover to ride her hard drifted through the wall of the bedroom. “I mean, if I left, what would our neighbor do for masturbation fantasies?”

Xander laughed. “You’re evil.”

Faith slid on top of him, her pussy rubbing over top of his cock, which began to harden quickly in anticipation of her next move. She thought about the lyrics to the song that had been playing on repeat ever since Xander got home. It was a risky move, entirely too mushy a sentiment for her, but she decided to say it anyway. “Besides, how could I leave you, Xander? ‘I can feel your heart and soul inside of me.’ ”

Xander smiled in relief. “I love you too, Faith.”

Faith grinned impishly and rose up so she could position his cock at her entrance. “You damn well better. I don’t have any place to put all the sex toys I bought for us, so if you make me move out, I’m going to have to carry them around everywhere and make people think I’m a dominatrix.”

Xander chuckled. “You are a dominatrix. But you’re *my* dominatrix.”

Faith thrust down hard onto Xander’s cock, rocking back and forth on him, smiling down at him softly. “Always, Xand, always.”