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?Please??

?No.?

?Please??

?No.?

?Please??

?No.?

?Please??

?*Xander*!?

?Yes??

?No.?  Graham almost laughed at the look of consternation on his new boyfrie... uh, Xander?s face.

?Well, why not?!  And, don?t give me that because anybody could walk in at any time thing.?

?But anybody *could* walk in at any time.?

?Buffy did offer to stand guard, remember??

?We?re not having that discussion again.?  Graham tapped his fingers against his cast.  ?I still can?t believe you talked to Buffy about this!?

?It?s not like I went to her specifically.  She just happened to be in the room when I told Willow.?

Graham buried his face in his hands.  ?Oh God.?

?Like you haven?t talked to Riley about-?

?Our sex life?!?

?No, our lack of a sex life.?  Of its own accord, Xander?s lower lip began to slowly push out.  ?It?s been five whole days since we first kissed, and that?s all we?ve done!?

?There something wrong with that??  Graham arched an eyebrow.

Xander rolled his eyes.  ?Please.  You know damn well there are only a few things in this life I find more enjoyable than kissing you.?

?One of them?s double fudge ice cream, isn?t it??

?Uh... Anyway, think of... the convenience!  You?re not wearing pants so we don?t even have to deal with zippers or buttons or anything.?

?No.?

?What happened to the horndog I was beginning to know and lo...?

?Know and... what??

?Uh.?

?Yes??

?Like.  Like.?  Xander smiled.  ?Like a lot.?

Graham returned the smile, but the slight slip did nothing to change his opinion on the matter at hand.  It?s not that he didn?t want to be intimate with his new... far from it.  But the fact remained that, ?I?m in the hospital.?

?With a broken leg.  Everything else works okay... It does still work okay, right??

?Yes.?  Graham ground out.  ?That?s not what I meant.  Look, I have as many kinks as the next guy, but exhibitionism isn?t-?

?Really??  Xander?s eyes had lit up.  ?What are they??

?What are what??

?Your kinks??

?That?s not the-?

?Wait.  Let me guess.?  Xander made a show of thoughtfully rubbing his chin.  He leaned forward in his chair and brown eyes mischievously regarded the instantly wary Marine.  ?I know!  A little light S&M, right?  You like to get spanked, Graham??

The Marine felt his cheeks flame, not from the subject matter, but from the look on Xander?s face, the way he had said the words.  ?Uh, I?ve... I?ve never... That?s not-?

?That?s not one of them?  Too bad, ?cause I was just picturing you stretched out over my lap, my hand tingling from making your bare ass turn all pink and warm... Oh well.  Moving on.?  With a smirk, Xander ignored the slight whimper that came from the older man?s lips and pushed ahead.  ?What about toys??

Graham couldn?t even stammer out a response to that one.

?It was such a shame.  In the breakup I got custody of all the lubes, but Anya walked away with most of the battery operated stuff.?  Xander peered at Graham, worry creasing his face.  ?You okay?  You looked like you choked a little.?

??M fine.?  Graham croaked.

?Are you sure?  You want some water??

?No.  No, that?s all right.?

?Okay.  So, what else is there?  Let me think.  What about...?  Xander gleefully watched Graham?s dazed expression.  ?Bondage??

?What??

?Bondage.?  Xander cocked his head to the side.  ?Would you like me to tie you up, Graham?  Or, maybe, you?d like to tie me up instead.?

?Urk.?

Urk?  Oh, bingo.  Jackpot.  And, what a happy coincidence.  Graham had certainly seemed interested and turned on, albeit in a flustered way, by the previous options, but it didn?t take much to figure out that this was his favorite one.  Either that or the glazed eyes, shallow breaths and rapid pulse meant he was having heart problems.  But Xander was banking on the more pleasing explanation.  The younger man grinned and moved in for a kiss.

While Graham?s mind was sorting through various knots and how hard it would be to get out of them, his lips were on autopilot, immensely enjoying their favorite activity from the past week... month... year... ever.  He was so occupied by happy thoughts and happy sensations that he didn?t quite register the equally happy Xander hand that was steadily making it?s way under the hem of the drab hospital gown.  Of course, Graham definitely noticed when calloused fingers gently brushed against his already half hard penis.  He let out a little moan of surprise which was immediately swallowed by Xander?s mouth.  But the, ?No,?  that bubbled up immediately after couldn?t be contained.

Xander pulled back and incredulously looked at the flushed Marine.  ?No?  Still no??

?Yes.  I mean, no.  I mean, yes, still no.?  Graham took a deep, steadying breath.

Xander dejectedly plopped back into his chair.  ?Fine.  Whatever.?

?Look, Xan, in less than twenty four hours I?m going to be released and then-?

?I?m gonna take you to my place, get you situated on the bed, and ravage you until we?re both too exhausted to do anything more than pant contentedly.?

Graham blinked a few times.

?What?  Oh, was ravage too romance novel-y??

?A little bit, but you can use it anyway.?

Xander grinned as he rose up from his chair.  ?Ravage...?

?Tomorrow!  You can use it tomorrow!?

?Where?s your sense of adventure?!?

?It got knocked out of me by a troll hammer.?

Xander sighed.  ?I guess I don?t have any other choice, do I?  I?ll just have to wait... unless...?

?Unless??  Graham?s eyes narrowed.

?Well, it?s not like you can move much anyway, what with the cast and all.  So, if I were to, say,?  Xander reached into one of the deeper pockets of his baggy jeans,  ?tie your wrists to the bed,?  he pulled out a pair of silk scarves,  ?there really wouldn?t be any way to stop me from doing whatever I wanted to you, would there??

Blue eyes stared intently into brown.  Beyond the slightly lecherous glint, there was something else.  Something bigger that warmed Graham to his very soul.  They could wait.  It wouldn?t be very long before Graham was given a, not exactly clean, but a not bad bill of health.  His cast would be taken off, a brace would be put on, and the Marine would finally be able to leave this blue Jell-o serving circle of hell.  They could wait.  But, Xander didn?t want to, and truth be told, neither did he.

Propriety be damned.

Besides, Xander had gotten one thing incredibly right.  Just the thought of having those scarves wrapped tight...

The younger man was a bit surprised when, without any more of a fuss, Graham offered one of his arms.  Xander had been fully prepared to go home that night disappointed.  And, really, it wouldn?t have been *that* bad, because he hadn?t been joking about his plans for the Marine once he was discharged.  Graham hadn?t gotten around to finding an apartment of his own yet, and everyone had agreed that the motel room the government was renting for him wasn?t suitable for the remainder of his convalescence.

Of course, only Giles was surprised by the announcement that Graham would be staying with Xander for the time being.  The others had expected as much and the original male Scooby got toothy grins from the estrogen contingent, and a full smile with an accompanying blush from the boyfriend?s best friend division.

So, it?s not like there was any real urgency.  For the next three weeks Graham would belong solely to Xander and they both intended to make the most out of that situation.  But while that should have helped alleviate the immediate *want* he felt every time he looked at the Marine, it didn?t, and Xander was still left with an almost overwhelming urge... One that he was finally about to finally satisfy.  But first, he just had to be certain...

Graham watched as Xander?s bravado faltered, revealing the sweet young man beneath.  The kind, intrinsically good person that would never really take advantage of anyone, at least, not without checking first.  ?Are you sure??  Xander asked softly.

The Marine smiled and brushed his hand against Xander?s cheek.  ?Yes.?  He saw the emotions swirl in those dark brown eyes until finally lust once again settled on top.  Xander wound a thin, but strong piece of material around Graham?s right wrist and expertly secured it to the side of the hospital bed.  ?Done this before, have you??

Xander smirked as he moved to the other side.  ?It?s really interesting to think that the same knots you use to tie down an unreasonable werewolf can also be used on an unreasonable boyfriend.?

?I?m not unreason- boyfriend??

?Well... yeah.?  Xander finished a knot, confusion on his face.  ?I just thought...?  His eyes widened.  ?Or, maybe I didn?t think at all.  You don?t want to be labeled, I understand that.  We can have a no labels relationship, or, no, not a relationship because that?s a label too, isn?t it?  Um...?

?Xan, hush.?  Graham, without thinking, tried to reach out to the younger man and felt a jolt straight to his core with the realization that he actually couldn?t move.  He was completely still for a few seconds, then, hoarsely, he said,  ?Xander, I don?t mind you calling me your boyfriend.  In face, I kind of like it.  Now, if you wouldn?t mind getting back over here and...?  He trailed off, and tugged meaningfully at his bonds.

Xander blinked down at the figure on the bed, his own self doubts falling by the wayside as he took note of the blatant desire practically pouring off the older man.  Without another word he placed his hands on either side of Graham?s head and leaned in for a kiss.  Slow, lingering, utterly intoxicating.  He pulled back before he could lose himself and forget his currant goal.  His eyes traveled down that well built torso finally coming to rest on Graham?s crotch.  Xander just had to grin at the obvious tenting of the material there.

Without delay, he moved the gown up Graham?s body, exposing an amazingly defined stomach, narrow hips, and a hard, jutting cock, practically begging for Xander?s attentions.

Graham?s breath had already quickened, and his skin hadn?t even been touched yet.  He knew, that after almost a month in traction,  his body wasn?t in its best shape, yet Xander was still looking at him... almost reverently, like the Marine?s body was the most incredible thing he had ever seen.  Graham realized that he loved that look.

He watched as Xander?s hands burned a path across his stomach, down his hips, and over the upper portion of his unencased leg.  The touches were thorough, yet gentle, almost timid, in a way, with dark, serious eyes asking permission before feeling out a previously unexplored area.  Graham?s response was to move his right leg, opening himself up as much as he could in his present state.  He was justly rewarded by those dexterous fingers trailing down the inside of his thighs, brushing tantalizing against the ultra sensitive skin there.

With one hand, Xander continued playfully stroking between Graham?s legs, while he used his other, resting on that flat stomach, to steady himself as he leaned over.  He licked his lips, opened his mouth, and without hesitation, took in the head of Graham?s erection.

The Marine couldn?t help the sounds that escaped from his mouth as Xander steadily sucked him.  If this turned out to be just another fantasy he was going to be so pissed.  But it was real.  All of it.  The mouth on his cock, the silk at his wrists.  The amazing man he had somehow found himself with.  And, all of it because of...

In the instant that he came, when his mind and body spasmed with utter delight, Graham decided that he dearly loved tiny blonde slayers and their great big troll hammers.

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Xander stepped into the hallway and grinned one last time at the softly snoring Marine before he gently pulled the door shut.

?Did you two have fun??  A deceptively innocent voice asked.

If it was possible, Xander?s grin widened.  ?Oh yeah.  Think Buffy?s gonna want her scarves back??

?Hmm... I?m thinking, no.?

?Right.  Any problems out here??

Willow shook her head.  ?Nah.  The cloaking spell worked fine.  Nobody even looked twice in your direction.  Well, except...?

?Except??

?There was some confusion as to where all those moans were coming from.?

Xander grimaced.  ?I was afraid of that.  But, how was I supposed to know Graham would be so... vocal.?  He thought for a moment.  ?I?d better start working on soundproofing my bedroom.?

?I?ve got a nifty little incantation you can use that holds up pretty well.?

?Willow?!?

She winked at him.  ?It?s always the quiet ones.?

?Yeah, I?m starting to figure that out.  Anything else I should know about these ?quiet ones???  Xander sent a long, lingering look towards Graham?s door.  ?No.  Wait.  Don?t tell me.  I think I?ll have more fun finding out for myself.?

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the end