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I giggled. "Wills. . .Wills, sweetheart. . ." I slurred, gripping my beer tightly. I was drunk. Oh, god, I was so drunk. "Wills, you were beeeea-u-tiful out there with your little white dress thingy and that white mesh stuff over your face, and. . ." My eyes teared up, "When Giles pulled it away from your face to give you to Spike, I thought I was going to cry. It was like, our dad, and he's giving you to someone else to take care of you for the rest of your life, which, seeing as he's a vampire, it's going to be a pretty damn long life, you know."

Willow stared at me, blinking shocked green eyes at me. "Xander, you are *so* drunk."

I turned, almost tripping over my feet. I wasn't as drunk as Willow thought I was. . .I was playing it up a bit. I was curious to see if Angel would do anything. Or if I would have to take all the initiative. I pointed towards the bar, where Spike was singing along with the Chaos Demon Dru was dating. They were both drinking. "So's your husband, missy," I giggled.

"Spike? He's not drunk, he's just having a good time. Drunk to him involves broken bottles in my face."

I shivered at the memory of that night long ago. "Wills? He doesn't do that anymore, does he?" Anger welled up in my heart at the thought that he might hurt her now.

"Oh, goddess no!" she cried, looking shocked. "He'd rather walk in the sun than hurt me! Now when he gets *really* drunk, he babbles about how beautiful I am and how much he wants to make love to me."

I wrapped my arm around her shoulder. "I'm drunk, and I want to make love to. . ."

She squealed. "I am *NOT* making love to you, Xander Harris!"

I blinked, and put my fingers to my lips. "Shh. . .people will hear you!!" I giggled. "I don't want to make love to *you*, I want to make love to Angel." I sighed, looking up towards the stars. "It would be so nice to feel him on top of me, pounding into me. . ." I stopped suddenly, frowning. "I've never been with a man before. How different is it than being with a girl?"

Willow patted my shoulder. "You'll find out. I have to go give my drunk husband love now." She leaned up and kissed my cheek.

I waved at her back, then spun around and ran into a *hard* chest covered with a tux and the midnight blue vest we were all wearing. I froze, suddenly scared that Angel had heard everything that I had told Willow. I looked up and relaxed. Blue eyes were twinkling at me. "Hey, Graham," I purred.

His hands ran up my arms and he held me steady. He leaned forward to whisper in my ear. "Want to make Tall, Dark, and Handsome jealous?"

"He is Tall, Dark, and Handsome, isn't he?" I sighed.

He shivered, moaning slightly, as my sigh was right at his ear. "If you want, I'll help you get him."

"Mmm," I murmured. "Get him. Want to be under him, Graham. Want to feel him possess me."

Graham's husky laughter echoed in my ear, sent tendrils of desire down my spine. "We'll get that for ya, Xander. You deserve someone who makes you weak at the knees. But. . .you have to play dirty. Are you sure you want to do that?"

"I don't care," I pouted, looking up at him with wide eyes. "I need him, Graham. I can't go back home knowing that he wants me and that I want him and not be with him."

Graham's eyes twinkled. They were beautiful when he was up to no good. I found myself smiling back at him.

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Things didn't start getting interesting until *after* the reception. We stayed at Will and Spike's house, having our own little party. It was me, Angel, Willow, Spike, Graham, Buffy, and Riley. Cordelia and Gunn headed on to Mexico, wishing the new married couple farewells. Giles didn't want to be involved in whatever silly things we were going to end up doing, and Wesley. . .he went back to LA. He had things to take care of.

I was sitting in Graham's lap, and I was *not* drunk anymore, but a lot more relaxed than usual. Graham shifted, then pulled me back. I groaned, closing my eyes. I wiggled slightly against the bulge in his lap and he put his forehead against my back, moaning softly. "Xander," he said, with a strangled voice.

It was his idea for the two of us to be more affectionate than usual. I asked him, I said, "Graham, I don't want to be *too* affectionate. . ." He said that he could handle it, so I laid it on thick.

I could feel Angel's eyes on me all night long, almost staring a whole through me. He was *not* happy. Even Spike kept talking about how angry Peaches was, and wondering, much too loudly for my tastes, how we could all fix it.

I sighed happily and stood up, pulling Graham up against my body. I leaned down - he was slightly shorter than me - and kissed him gently on the lips. "Come on, Commando," I smirked. "I want to take care of. . .your stuff." I grinned. I was hard myself, but I didn't want him to take care of me, I just felt too bad for keeping him hard all night. But Graham was not an unattractive guy, and at that point in the night, the idea of having his cock down my throat didn't bother me. I turned to Wills. "Hey, Wills. Where can we go?"

Willow looked up at me, her mouth dropping open as she finally realized what the nature of our leaving was. "Xander, I don't know if. . ."

Angel stood up with a roar. "Damn it! I've had *enough*!! He is *mine*," he yelled, "and if you don't get your hands off, I will rip you fucking apart!"

I blinked rapidly, wanting a reaction, but not expecting *that*. Something clicked in my head and I turned into joking Xander. I stepped aside. "Well, if you insist, Angel. Just hurry up and take care of his hard on, cause it's been poking in my back all night, and I'm sure he's got blue balls."

Graham looked up at Angel and paled at the murderous look on his face. He cleared his throat, squaring his shoulders. "Never mind, I think that George isn't really in the mood to play anymore."

I guess having your life threatened sorta does put a damper on being horny.

Angel turned to me. "And you. How dare you flirt with him all night long?"

I shrugged my shoulders. "You haven't said anything to me telling me you wanted me. All that crap today, for all I know, that was Spike just trying to get under my skin."

Spike stuttered, looking upset. "Chubs, I'm hurt! I'd never try to hurt you like that! I'd rip your entrails out, but never hurt you like that."

I frowned slightly, crossing my arms. "Thanks. I think."

Angel grabbed me and pulled me flush against his body. "I want you, Harris. I want to tie your naked body down and pound into you until you beg me to make you cum. I want to be the best lover you've ever had, and the only lover you'll ever have."

I blinked. A slow smile spread over my features. I shrugged, glancing down coyly. "Sure, Deadboy, whatever you say." I glanced back up at him under my lashes, and licked my lips.

He growled again and dragged me to the door of the house. He turned back. "Willow, Spike, I'm happy for you," he said. "I'm taking Xander to a hotel now. I'll talk to you in a few days, we have. . .things to take care of."

I waved. "Bye, guys! Wedding was beautiful!"

With that, Angel pulled me out the door and into a brand new life.

End

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