Yours
Xander woke to the feel of soft sheets beneath him. His mind was muzzy and his body was sore, had it all been a dream? Opening his eyes he immediately tensed. Wesley sat on the chair by the bed, naked and stroking himself.
"Wesley," he breathed, cock already hardening once more.
"Have a good sleep, luv?" Wesley asked, noticing the telltale twitch of Xander´s cock at the nickname.
"I – " Xander gulped. "Where am I?"
"My home."
Wesley stated everything as if this were just another ordinary day. As if they weren´t both naked and hard. As if he hadn´t just fucked Xander hard against the library table. Xander groaned at the reminder.
"Turn over, Xander." Wesley moved onto the bed, pulling the sheets down and exposing Xander´s nude form.
Xander did as he was told, confusion and arousal warring inside of him. "Why – what – Wesley?" His words were jumbled.
"Shh, luv, it´s okay." Wesley soothed, running warm hands over Xander´s buttocks, squeezing them comfortingly.
Xander relaxed into the bed. Wesley continued to touch him, to massage and squeeze his ass and back. Xander became uncomfortable, his hard–on begging for friction. He started to thrust down into the mattress, yelping when Wesley spanked him hard.
"I didn´t give you permission to do that, did I, luv?" Wesley asked quietly.
Xander groaned. The sting of the slap and Wesley´s words had him so aroused he was already wet. He shook his head in answer, "But, Wes, God, I need – "
Another slap, this one to his other cheek had Xander arching his back and screaming. Just having Wesley near him had him so hard, and now this. And why was he so hot over this? He´d never thought himself into this kind of thing, into men, but here he was. And all he could think of, all he could want, was Wesley´s cock inside of him. In his ass, his mouth, his hand. Anywhere, as long as it was a part of him.
"Please," Tears ran down Xander´s cheeks. "Wesley, what have you done to me?"
"Ah, luv." Wesley whispered, peppering sweet kisses all along Xander´s spine, making the boy shiver beneath him. "I´ve only given your desires free reign. Doesn´t it feel good, luv?" Wesley´s breath whispered over Xander´s cheek as the Watcher bent close to kiss him on the cheek. "Doesn´t it feel good to finally have me? My cock? My mouth? Touching you? Buggering you?"
"Y–e–s." The word was ripped from Xander´s chest in a long low moan.
Wesley smiled, caressing Xander´s back. "Do you want that now, luv? Want me pushing my way inside of you?"
"Please."
"Turn over, Xander." Wesley smiled as Xander did his bidding. His eyes were wide and a bit afraid, and that gave Wesley a small thrill. "Touch yourself."
"W–what?"
"You heard me, Alexander." Wesley´s tone was commanding. "Touch yourself. Your nipples, your cock, your balls. I want to see you pleasure yourself."
Xander´s hand moved of its own volition. He rubbed at his nipples, pinching them until they were hard and puckered. He sucked his fingers into his mouth, wetting them down, then rubbed his saliva over the peaked nubs.
Wesley groaned beside him, making his cock twitch and grow even harder. Xander reached down to cup his balls, rolling them together and pulling them to add just enough pain to the pleasure. He shifted so that his feet were planted flat on the mattress and drawn up to expose his hungry hole.
Wetting his fingers again he began to explore the crevice of his ass, circling his hole until his body trembled. Then he carefully pressed in, closing his eyes and picturing Wesley inside him the entire time. His other hand came down to encircle his dick and pull.
"Yes, luv." Wesley whispered. "Thinking of me? Picturing me inside of you? Can you feel me, luv? Feel my cock moving in and out of your tight body?"
"Ungh, Wes!" Xander could feel his body straining for release, he turned pleading eyes to Wesley.
"Not yet, my luv." Wesley gave him a sympathetic smile. "You won´t cum until I´m inside you, Xan."
"Then, please, please, Wes, fuck me!" Xander begged, legs spread, fingers still thrusting in and out of his own ass.
"Shhh, Xan, shhh. Soon, luv." Wesley assured him. "But first, who are you?"
"Huh?" Xander´s brain was fogged with need. "Who am I? Xander?"
"No, luv. Think again. Who are you?"
"I – I don´t understand." Xander´s brows drew together in confusion.
"Think, Alexander. You know the answer. Now again, who are you?"
"I´m – I, uh, I am...oh, God!" Xander was going mad with want. He wanted Wesley to take him, to have him already, and he was afraid that if he didn´t come up with the right answer Wesley never would. And then what would Xander do? He had to be Wesley´s, he needed to be Wesley´s. And then like lightning it hit him. "YOURS!" He screamed the word, earning a beatific smile from his Master. "I´m yours, Wesley. Only yours." He sobbed.
"Yes, luv. Perfect." Wesley praised him, then leant down for a kiss.
Xander calmed immediately once Wesley´s tongue was inside him. Once Wesley was touching him. When Wesley pulled away Xander begged even louder, "Wesley, please, I need you inside me. Please! I can´t take anymore. I need you to fill me, to take me. I need to be yours!"
"Yes, luv," Wesley brushed a warm palm over Xander´s forehead before moving onto the bed and between Xander´s legs. "Thank you for preparing yourself for me, luv. You were beautiful. I love to watch you touch yourself for me." Each praise made Xander´s blood soar and his cock twitch painfully. Then Wesley pushed inside him, the head of his cock making Xander´s entrance burn as it stretched to accommodate Wesley´s girth.
"Thank you. Thank you. Thank you." Xander couldn´t stop the grateful words as Wesley finally entered him, filling his empty body. The tears were running down his face; tears of relief, tears of intense emotion.
He thrust up, wrapping his legs around Wesley´s body, never wanting to let the other man go. "Don´t leave me, don´t leave me." He begged, wishing they could stay connected forever. He screamed as Wesley began to pound into him, pushing him down into the mattress with his hard thrusts.
Wesley bent down to lick at Xander´s Adam´s apple. They both groaned as Wesley hit Xander´s prostate. Then Wesley reached down and began stripping Xander´s cock with a painfully tight grip.
"Cum, luv, cum now!" Wesley permitted, and Xander screamed letting his orgasm wash over him. His cock pulsed and shot over Wesley´s hand and both their bodies. His ass clenched around Wesley´s cock making the Watcher groan and thrust even harder, before finally finding his own release.
They collapsed on the bed together, Wesley still inside Xander´s body. They were quiet for a long time, their breath mingling as they lay together. Sleep beckoned Xander, and he tightened his hold on Wesley, not wanting the other man to move away while he slept.
Just as he was drifting off he heard Wesley´s quiet murmur, "Mine."
And as he fell into slumber he answered by rote, "Yours."
