The door opened quietly as the teenagers crept into the darkened house. Cordelia shushed Xander with a wave of her hand. It was after two in the morning and her curfew was one. Quickly, they both kicked off their shoes, knowing that Cordelia's mother would have a fit it she knew that they had walked on her carpet in shoes that had also touched the unclean dirt and grass of the outside.
Quietly, she walked into the living room, her eyes searching the room. Illuminated by the moonlight filtering in through the window, Cordelia spied a single sheet of paper lying on the glass end table. Picking it up, she held it towards the window and squinted to read it.
"Well," she said loudly, turning back to Xander. "They're not even home. They went to New York." Letting the note slip from her hand and drop to the floor, Cordelia moved over to Xander.
"Why?"
She shook her head and shrugged. "They don't need a reason. They just go." Placing a hand on Xander's stomach, she moved closer. Her lips grazed his neck as she felt his arms wrap around her waist. "Usually, it sucks to come home to an empty house, but tonight..." she trailed off.
As her hand moved up his chest and she began to kiss his ear, Xander groaned. "Why is tonight different?"
"Mmm," she purred as she lifted his button down shirt to bare the skin of his shoulder. "'Cause tonight you're here."
He moved his head lower and Cordelia's lips met Xander's. They kissed softly, but soon the kiss became more passionate. Her hands slid up and locked around his neck as his arms tightened around her waist. Xander felt his cock stiffen as Cordelia sucked urgently on his bottom lip.
"Let's go up to my room," she whispered. One of her hands moved around her back and grasped on of his. Turning, Cordelia moved out of the living room and up the stairs.
Once in her room, Xander wrapped his arms around her from behind, pulling her back against his hard chest. His head dipped and his lips brushed against the soft skin of her neck, causing her to shiver. Turning slowly in his embrace, Cordelia's mouth once again found his as her hands moved to push the shirt off his shoulders.
Once the shirt was on the floor, Cordelia pulled back from him, her hands moving to the hem of his other shirt and sweeping upward, under it. As she peeled the shirt from him and dropped it to the floor, she smiled sexily. "You know, I wasn't kidding when I said that you were turning me on with the Nighthawk look."
Smiling, Xander replied in a deep voice, "Well, you know, just because Buffy's back, doesn't mean that I can't still be Nighthawk."
His hands moved to the hem of her dress, and Cordelia murmured, "Only now you can be Nighthawk without the actual slaying stuff. 'Cause I didn't like that part. I don't like it when you almost get eaten."
His voice was low and had a gruff quality to it as he replied, "Well, I like it when you get eaten."
It took Cordelia a moment to understand exactly what he was saying. At first she thought he had meant that he likes it when some icky vampire tries to suck her blood, but then, realizing that Xander would never like that, she got the meaning. A blush crept up swiftly over her entire body and she swatted him on the arm. "Xander!"
Xander's smile widened as he brought his mouth down to her throat and kissed her skin. "Not Xander," he mumbled. "Nighthawk."
"Oh," Cordelia said, her voice sounding shallow and breathy. "So Nighthawk is your crude persona?"
Moving back, Xander grasped the hem of her dress and pulled it up and over her head. She wasn't wearing a bra, just a pair of white silk T-backed panties. His voice, already deepened by lust, dropped lower as his eyes roamed over her body. "No, Nighthawk is my 'dashing leading man, bad ass, sexually adept' persona."
Xander just stared at her for a moment before returning his hands to her skin. He had seen her naked flesh before, but it had always just been short glimpses in between fumbling in the back seat of her car. Now, she was standing before him, the only thing covering her was a nearly transparent scrap of silk.
His hands slid around her back and he pressed her forward, his mouth connecting with hers. His cock hardened further as her soft breasts touched his chest. Moving slowly, he guided them to the bed. Xander set her down on the edge carefully, as if she were porcelain.
Looking up at him, standing before her, Cordelia's hands moved to the waist of his pants. She licked her lips as she hurriedly tired to unbuckle his belt and unbutton and unzip the fly of his jeans. Once unfastened, the jeans fell from his hips and pooled at his feet. Cordelia's hands rested on his hips and his hands rested on her shoulders.
Cordelia's hands pulled his plaid boxer's down, careful not to scrape the elastic band against his throbbing erection. Her hands moved back to his hips and pulled him forward as her neck bent slightly and her tongue ran over the head of his cock.
Involuntarily, Xander's hips bucked forward. His hands clutched her shoulders tighter as she gave the tip an open mouthed kiss. One of her hands left his hip and wrapped tightly, but not uncomfortably, around the base of his cock. Cordelia sucked him into her mouth and used her tongue to stimulate the underside of his penis. After a few times of pulling back and then sucking back in, Cordelia had managed to coat most of his cock with her saliva.
Her hand moved forward, using her saliva as lubrication as she pumped him into her mouth. His breathing increased and a groan escaped his mouth. Xander pushed back on her shoulders gently as his hips pulled back. "Cor, stop."
Letting his cock slip from her lips, Cordelia looked up at him with confusion glimmering in her eyes. "What? What's wrong?" she asked, trying to catch her breath.
Shaking his head, Xander replied. "N-nothing. It's just that," he paused to regulate his breathing. "It's just that I don't want to come yet. If I do, I'll get really tired like usual and won't be able to concentrate on you." He smiled as he dropped to his knees. "Lay back," Xander whispered as his fingers hooked into the elastic of her panties.
Cordelia laid back and her stomach fluttered in excited anticipation as Xander pulled off her underwear then lifted her legs and threw them over his shoulders. He pulled her towards him until her hips were off the bed, only supported by his hands.
Gasping as his tongue parted the swollen lips of her pussy, Cordelia's hands clenched, pulling at the bed sheets. Xander wasted no time as his tongue began to swirl around her clitoris. He felt her tremble as his tongue stroked the left side of it; he knew that was the most sensitive spot for her.
Abandoning the swirling, Xander lapped at her clit, making sure to focus on the left side more than the right. His hands struggled to keep hold of her as she began to move against his mouth. He could hear her whimpers and cries of pleasure even as her thighs tightened around his head.
Cordelia was close and Xander knew that he couldn't remove his mouth from her clit. Carefully, he balanced her on one hand as he sucked her clitoris into his mouth and began to worry it with his lips. His free hand moved up between her legs and two fingers found their way into her. Curling them just so, Xander pressed upwards against her front vaginal wall.
Cordelia's legs tightened more as his fingers wriggled inside of her and his mouth continued to manipulate her clit. Breathing swiftly and heavily, Cordelia closed her eyes, allowing her orgasm to wash over her. She cried out, a sound that seemed distant to her own ears.
Her body trembled as the waves of her climax subsided. She was suddenly aware that Xander's tongue was still stroking her. Loosening the muscles in her leg, Cordelia let them slid off of his shoulders. "Xander," she whispered, drawing out the name.
"Nighthawk," he reminded her gently as he moved onto the bed. Xander helped her to move, so that her entire body was on the bed and her head was lying on a pillow. Turning onto his side next to her, he saw her that her eyes were still closed. "Cordelia?"
"Hmm?" she answered languidly.
"I want to make love to you." His voice was sensuous as he whispered his love into her ear.
Opening her eyes, Cordelia searched his. They had never gone further than oral sex. They had been given opportunities in the past, but they had both decided to wait until the time was right. Last school year had been too soon and then she had spent the entire summer away and they had just been getting comfortable with each other again in the past few weeks.
"I think we're ready," he whispered before placing a passionate kiss on her lips.
Her hands cupped his face when he pulled back. Still studying him closely, Cordelia smiled. "Me too. But I want to make love to Xander, not Nighthawk."
Xander smiled widely before leaning down to kiss her again. His hand trailed down her body and his fingers began to play in the nicely trimmed nest of dark curls. Slowly, his hand made its way between her legs and urged them open.
"Top drawer," she said against his lips as she felt his fingers trail the length of her sex.
He pulled back. "What?"
"Condom. Top drawer," she said as she nodded towards her bedside table.
He reluctantly removed his hand from her body as he rolled over, reaching to open drawer. He found the box easily and pulled out a small foil package. "Should I even ask why you have these beside your bed?" he asked as he rolled back over. For a moment, a worried, almost hurt look passed over her face. Xander knew that she wasn't a virgin and he also knew that she wished she still was. She had told him of her first time and how unromantic and unwanted it had been. She had been at a party and her date had gotten her drunk. She had only been fifteen.
Xander smiled at her, hoping to ease her worry. "Cor, I was kidding. I'm sorry."
She let out a breath of relief. Her voice was soft, as her eyes conveyed nothing but tenderness. "I bought them like two weeks ago. And I put them up here because I had hoped that we'd be in the position."
Leaning down, Xander kissed her as his hands worked at opening the package. Once it was opened, he pulled back and moved to his knees. He could feel his girlfriend's eyes on him as he rolled the condom down the length of his cock.
He moved between her legs, still on his knees. "You ready?" She nodded. "You sure?" She nodded again. Moving his hands to her hips, he rolled them upward, angling her opening just right. Guiding his cock to her, Xander smiled down at her.
She looked nervous and for a moment, Xander had second thoughts. Those thoughts were quickly expelled when Cordelia's hands moved down his sides and grasped his ass, pulling him forward. He couldn't help but moan as he slid into her. She was so tight and the sensation of being inside of her was so much more than he imagined. He had to fight to keep from coming just from the knowledge that his cock was inside of her vagina.
His eyes slid closed as he sank deeper into her as her legs tightened around him. Xander felt her hands tighten on him as he hear her lusty moan. He pulled back, then pushed back in. As he built a rhythm, her moans continued.
Cordelia leaned up and ran her tongue over his adam's apple, then trailed up to his chin. His head lowered as she captured his mouth. Their lips tangled together as their pelvises slapped against each other.
It wasn't long before she felt the familiar preludes to orgasm. Her legs and hips moved with his thrusts. Her legs pushed him into her harder as her hips churned little circles, grinding her inflamed clitoris against him.
"Xander," she panted. "Xander, look at me." Her arms moved from his ass to his shoulders as she begged him to open her eyes. "Xander, I'm going to... Fuck, please!" Her head pressed back against the pillow as she felt the beginnings of her orgasm hit her.
Xander's eyes opened and locked with hers while his hips continued to thrust. "Damn, you're so sexy," he whispered as he watched her face express what her body was feeling. Feeling her already tight channel clench around him, Xander's eyes closed for a moment.
"Xander," she cried out in a half whimper, half wail.
His eyes opened again and he could feel the tension within his heavy sac begin to snap. Pumping into her faster, Xander leaned down and kissed Cordelia quickly before his body stiffened in release. He thrust into her one last time before groaning as he climaxed.
They remained quiet and still for a moment before Xander slid out of her. He stood up and moved to the trashcan across the room. He removed the condom and tied it off, tossing it into the can. Not but a few seconds later, Xander back in the bed, next to her.
Cordelia had slipped between the sheets and as Xander slid in next to her, she rolled onto her side, draping and arm and a leg over him while laying her head on his shoulder. His arm wrapped around her and his hand gently stroked her back as his other hand ran up and down her leg. He kissed her forehead and whispered, "I love you."
"Xander, I love you too," she replied sleepily. "I'm glad those zombie people didn't hurt you tonight."
"They were no match for Nighthawk, Cordy."
Closing her eyes, Cordelia could feel sleep begin to embrace her. "Yeah, but I still like Xander better," she managed to whisper before drifting off.
Xander smiled and closed his eyes, ready to follow his lover into the calm easiness of the dream world.
~**~
The End