Xan the Man (Buffy the Vampire Slayer)

Xan the Man (Buffy the Vampire Slayer)

A/N: Xan the Man was a commissioned two-shot originally written back in March-April of 2020! Posting it up now for people to enjoy.

Summary: In which Xander, Willow, and Tara move in to look after Dawn after Buffy and Anya are killed by Glory. Maybe it'd be more wholesome if that was all they did...

Themes: Moresome, Dom/Sub, Rough Sex

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To their credit, they really tried to keep it down. Or at least, Xander did. If anything, Dawn was pretty sure Willow and Tara made all the noise they could in an effort to draw her in, the filthy lewd sluts. Or maybe she was just projecting...

Not for the first time, young Dawn Summers finds herself kneeling outside of the guest bedroom of the Summers Household, peeking through a crack in the barely open door and watching the degeneracy taking place inside of the bedroom. At the same time, she has a hand down her shorts, and another up under her tank top, and she is very much touching herself to the sight within.

In all fairness, Dawn didn't begrudge any of the three their time together, not really. Sure, they were engaging in rampant debauchery in her home... but only because Xander had had to step up something fierce. With their mom dead to cancer, after Buffy and Anya died to Glory, Dawn was in danger of being all alone.

She was not in danger of being carted off by child protective services, thankfully. Sometimes the blind eye that the entirety of Sunnydale basically turned to everything supernatural really worked out in their favor. Even though Dawn definitely wasn't an adult yet and really probably shouldn't have been living at home alone, Buffy was still both technically her guardian after her mom passed... and not yet declared dead. After all, there was always the off-chance that she'd come back to life.

So, for about three days, Dawn had lived in the Summers Home all alone... and it had been horrible. Luckily for her, Xander had sensed this right quick and moved in without so much as a by your leave, to Dawn's great relief. Perhaps not quite so relieving, Willow and Tara had also moved in shortly after, to act as Dawn's big sisters, or whatever. Not like they were replacing Buffy or anything like that, they'd basically been Dawn's surrogate big sisters even before all of this.

Still, she wasn't entirely sure about their motives for moving in, especially given what they'd started getting up to with Xander, night after night. Despite what Dawn was currently witnessing happening in the room beyond at the moment, there was no denying that it'd been Willow and Tara that had started it all. Dawn was beginning to think the two witches weren't lesbians at all! At the very least, they had to be bisexual! Though she was pretty sure if she ever worked up the courage to ask, she'd get some quip about them being 'Xander-sexual' or something.

Regardless, she hadn't really felt like she had any room to complain, mostly because out of respect and of course their own grieving, none of the three had even thought about taking either Buffy's bedroom or her mother's room. Both her sister's room and the master bedroom remained untouched, leaving on Dawn's room and the guest bedroom actually occupied by the living.

Which... was really the first clue that something was going on, and why Dawn had begun sneaking over and peeking in on the threesome every night. Threesome was definitely the right word too... based on the fact that Xander, Willow, and Tara had been going at it like rabbits for a week straight now. Biting her lower lip, Dawn looks through the crack in the door and watches Xander fuck Willow from behind quite vigorously.Thê source of this content n/o/v/(el)bi((n))

The trio are all on the bed in the room behind, all of them lying on their sides. Of course, Willow and Tara are currently rather helpless, or at least look like they are. Dawn's pretty sure they would need their voices to be able to cast any sort of magic that would get them out of their current bondage though, so given the ball-gags in each of their mouths, they likely really were helpless, at the moment. With their hands tied behind their backs and their mouths gagged, Willow and Tara were currently sandwiching Xander between them, his cock pushing into Willow from behind while Tara pressed herself up against his back, the blonde rubbing her breasts all over him as she moans through the gag, trying to get his attention back from her girlfriend.

Good luck with that, Dawn can't help but think rather derisively. Xander and Willow had always had a thing... the fact that Tara apparently also had a thing for Xander wasn't going to actually change that. Regardless, the blonde also seems perfectly willing to wait her turn, which does come eventually, when Xander finally cums inside of Willow with a groan that he stifles in her red hair, before ultimately turning around to where Tara is waiting for him.

All three effectively shift so that they're laying on their opposite sides, maintaining the cohesion of their naked sandwich, though now its Willow's turn to rub herself against Xander's back, even as he spoons Tara and penetrates her from behind, fucking her with deep, rough thrusts just like he did Willow. This wasn't how it was every night, to be fair. But Xander had clearly gotten tired of having to muffle Willow or Tara's moans with his hands to try and keep them from waking Dawn up, so this time around he'd brought out ball gags and fluffy handcuffs, and the rest was history.

If only he knew... Dawn had been watching for a while now. She'd been soaking it in, peeking on the three of them practically every night for the last week. Her fingers are currently slick with her own fluids, and she's biting down hard on her upper lip in an effort to keep herself quiet, her own moans threatening to leave her throat if she's not careful.

Not that it's that big of a worry, even ball-gagged as they both are, the two witches on the bed with Xander are making a lot of noise in his immediate vicinity. Dawn isn't about to risk it of course, but she's pretty sure she could easily let her own voice out for a little bit, and none of the three in the room beyond would hear a thing from her.

Regardless, Xander fucks Tara too, giving her exactly what he gave Willow... and eventually he cums inside of her as well, before falling onto his back, panting heavily. Both handcuffed and gagged women eagerly shimmy into his sides, curling up against him as Xander wraps his arms around them, gives them each a tired smile, and then falls asleep with them moments later.

Covering her mouth with the hand she'd had on her breasts, Dawn fingers her cunt faster and harder for a few moments, and then with a full body shudder, climaxes all over her own digits, shaking and spasming briefly before coming down from the pleasurable release. Pulling away from the door, she hurriedly makes her way back down the hall to her own bedroom, biting her lower lip, face bright red... but also resolved.

No more. She wasn't just going to watch any more. Xander was trying to be her dad, or her big brother, or some combination of the two... but Dawn had come to a decision. She didn't need a father right now; she didn't need a brother. She needed... she needed a lover.

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Willow and Tara are gone by the time Xander wakes up, answering the question of whether they could have gotten out of those handcuffs he'd put them both in on their own or not rather handily, he supposed. Unlike the two of them, however, Xander doesn't have anywhere to be, allowing him to come awake slowly and take his time before going downstairs to the kitchen to make some breakfast.

What he's not expecting to find waiting for him there is one Dawn Summers already working over the stove, dressed in little more than the tank top and shorts combo that she wore to bed. It takes him a moment to realize it's Saturday, so of course she'd be home as well... and also a moment to push down his rising libido as his eyes hungrily roam over her nubile, scantily clad form for a second. She looks up and sees him a moment later, her face lighting up brightly.

"Xander! Breakfast is almost done, so go ahead and take a seat at the table, alright?"

Willow and Tara have been such a bad influence on him, Xander reflects, even as he sits down at the head of the kitchen table, feeling a bit weird doing so. He wasn't usually one to sit and eat when it came to breakfast. Usually, he grabbed what he could and either ate standing up before tossing his dishes into the sink, or he simply didn't use dishes at all and was out the door with whatever he could hold easily in one hand.

Not today, it seemed. Within moments, Dawn has placed a veritable feast in front of him, three plates piled high with breakfast food. Initially he assumes at least one plate is for her, but she sets them all before him and then, rather than sitting down, she stands there for a moment, looking at him expectantly. Slowly, Xander picks up a strip of crispy bacon and brings it to his mouth, chomping down on it. He eats the strip in about three bites, because really, it is quite good.

There's no trace of lie in his voice as he gives Dawn an appreciative smile and swallows down the delicious meat.

"Good stuff, Dawn."

Beaming, Dawn brings her hands together in front of her.

"That's good! So, I guess it's time for you to feed me now!"

Still, Xander would be remiss if he didn't... make sure, so to speak. So, in the midst of Dawn happily and eagerly submitting to his dominating hold, Xander speaks. His voice comes out in a low growl, his tone a bit dark and menacing. Or at least, that's what Willow and Tara told him he sounded like when he got like this.

"... Are you sure about this, Dawn?"

The younger woman shudders and whimpers at his tone of voice, but ultimately nods her head in a jerky motion.

"I-I'm sure, Xander. More sure of this then anything else in my entire life."

Well then... he supposed he best give her what she wanted. Coming up off of his chair, Xander pushes Dawn forward into the edge of the dining table. He reaches around her and pushes everything that's sitting there out of the way, before forcing her down onto the table, bending her over right then and there. Her hands land palm flat on the wooden surface, even as she lets out a soft 'oof' from the sudden presence of his hand between her shoulderblades.

One hand goes to her hair, holding her by it quite tightly to keep her face down, while the other slides down her back and to her cute little shorts, currently containing her delectable derriere. Hooking his fingers into the waistband, Xander yanks downwards, dragging Dawn's pajama bottoms to her knees. As expected, she's not wearing panties beneath, so he goes right to slipping his fingers betwixt her thighs to check her wetness.

She's sopping, their earlier foreplay clearly having turned her on just as much as it did him. Xander slicks his fingers with Dawn's pussy juices, pushing his digits in and out of her drooling quim, and in turn causing her to groan and moan in response.

"D-Don't tease me, X-Xander! Just fuck m-me already!"

Xander just chuckles darkly at that, even as he withdraws his fingers. Leaning over Dawn, he places the head of his cock against her slit... but doesn't immediately push in. In response to this, Dawn tries to wiggle back onto his cock, but he's holding her in place too securely, using his superior strength against her to not let her escape. She's pinned between him and the table and they both know it.

Still, he doesn't make her wait much longer. After a few seconds of teasing her with just the tip, listening to her whine and whimper and mewl for more... Xander thrusts in. Dawn squeals in response, before crying out in ecstasy as he splits her open on his cock. She's virginal, he notes as he takes her purity, but the sopping wet nature of her cunt makes it almost entirely irrelevant.

Losing her hymen is barely more than a twinge of pain for Dawn, amidst an entire ocean of pleasure as he begins to rock back and forth, thrusting in and out of her, taking her slowly at first, but faster and faster by the moment. In response, Dawn moans wantonly, getting louder and louder as time goes on, the nubile young woman gasping and squirming beneath him, even as she pushes her hips back into his pistoning prick quite eagerly.

"Is this what you wanted, Dawn? Hm? Is this the big fat cock you wanted inside of you?"

"Yessss! Don't stop, X-Xander! Don't stop, please!"

With a growl, Xander picks up the pace, but even as he does so, he leans over Dawn, speaking directly into her ear.

"Call me sir. Be a good girl, and maybe I'll give you what you want."

"Y-Yes sir, please sir, please keep fucking me sir!"

And fuck her he does, thrusting into her from behind, his grunts and groans matched and ultimately exceeded by her squeals and shrieks of pleasure and bliss. Dawn reaches her first climax around his cock in no time at all, shaking and shivering beneath him as the orgasm rocks her body... and once that first release hits her, it's like she can't stop anymore, the next several coming much faster.

She cums for him again and again, and Xander grins as he uses her constantly clenching cunt and the slickness of her inner walls to fuck her even harder, ramming deep inside of her, filling her with every last inch of his cock. If this continued, he'd have to teach her to cum on command, to avoid orgasming unless he told her to... but that was some advanced stuff, the sort of stuff he had just got started on with Willow and Tara.

Still, there was no denying how rewarding it was to have a woman obey when you told her to cum, no denying that making one orgasm simply because you ordered it was... a heady feeling, to say the least. Regardless, for now this was Dawn's first time and Xander saw no reason to overcomplicate things. That was why he hadn't even considered bringing out the rope or gags or anything like that.

If Dawn wanted to go further, then she would have to accept that Xander was a bit of a sexual freak at this point, mostly due to his two submissive lovers training him to be their perfect dom. If Dawn could handle that deviancy though, and her peeping seemed to speak to the idea that she could, Xander would gladly show her the wonders of bondage and submission.

For now, though, he just focuses on fucking Dawn nice and hard, giving it to her rough, just like she very clearly seems to want. He jars the dining table with every thrust of his cock, making Dawn squeal again and again until finally, he can't take it anymore. The blowjob beforehand certainly helped his staying power, but Dawn's tight, clenching cunt feels so damn wonderful around his cock that he finds himself closing in on blowing his load in no time at all.

Of course, he's not about to cum inside... he doesn't even give Dawn the option on that front. Instead, Xander pulls out at the last second, and much like before, he cums on Dawn, rather than in Dawn. This time, instead of covering her face in his seed, he covers her ass and her back, coating her delectable derriere in his white, hot cum.

Dawn moans and writhes under him as he does it, wiggling her cute little rump back and forth, clutching at the table, clawing at it really. Xander finally lets her up, and the first thing she does is turn around and pounce, wrapping her arms around his neck and kissing him soundly on the lips. Xander chuckles and kisses her right back, his hands on her hips to avoid the mess on her ass and back as they make out for a second. When they're done, Dawn pulls away and gives him a wicked sort of smile.

"Thank you sir... may I have another?"

Snorting derisively, seeing that he's unleashed a monster, Xander nonetheless takes Dawn by the hand and leads her out of the kitchen. He was planning on taking a shower after breakfast anyways, he supposed... and the master bath of the Summers House was more than big enough for two.

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