For you two (TFATF/XXX-Crossover)

Can't you see that you're smothering me?

Holding too tightly, afraid to lose control.

Cause everything that you thought I would be

has fallen apart right in front of you...

(Linkin Park, "Numb")



"Wha-" I started, but then there was a mouth on mine and its kissing stilled me within a split second. Soft lips, soft tongue, soft kissing. Hmmm - Dom, definitely.

That current biting and nibbling on my neck, however, was definitely Xander. I could feel him slide beneath the coverlet, felt his body behind me. Naked. I left out a soft groan when I felt his hand on my hip.

"Ready for this?" He whispered into my ear, ignoring that Dom was still kissing me. "You've had him, you've had me. Ready for both of us?"

"Mmmh." I sighed into Dom's mouth, which then was removed. I opened my eyes and looked at him, turned my head around and looked at Xander's face.

Both had obviously planned this. Prepared this. The nightstands had candles on them; their soft light lit the room just enough that I could see them.

Dom touched my face. "Really ready for this?" He said a bit hesitating while he looked into my eyes. "Because if you're not, we could..."

"I'm fine, Dom." I assured, smiling a soft smile. "You want to stay next to the bed or get in?"

"Get in, of course. Come over here a bit and make space for him." Xander answered for him, his hand sliding over my stomach and pulling me back.

Dom got into the bed, I could see that he, too, was naked.

Then I remembered something.

"Are you two aware that we're not alone in this house?" I said. "Michael's sleeping downstairs on the sofa..."

"Don't worry, he'll sleep like a baby. Probably until noon tomorrow. Then, however, he'll have an evil headache." Xander grinned. I gave him a confused look, then looked at Dom, who just shrugged in reply.

They had done something to Michael, I just knew it. I had no idea what that had been, but if it wouldn't harm him, I was fine with whatever they had come up with.

"How do you want it? What do want, Dana?" Xander asked, breathing on my ear.

Yeah, what do I want, I thought. Such an incredibly stupid question with the two of them in my bed, so what could I possibly want. Something to get used to it would be a good start...

"I'd like to see something that I didn't have the chance to look at long enough when I saw it last time." I admitted.

"And what would that be?" Dom asked, his hand tracing my shoulder.

"You two. Kissing." I felt that I was blushing and hoped none of the two would notice it.

"Is that... all you want or just the appetizer?" Xander chuckled, seemingly sitting up behind me.

"Depends on how much I like it." I tried to sound cool and looked up just to see him laughing again.

"Dominic..." He said softly and took Dom's hand from my shoulder, pulling his brother up into a likely half-sitting position he had taken himself.

I noticed the short, worried side glance Dom gave me when Xander pulled his face closer with his hand on the back of Dom's neck. They were sitting on either side of me now, their faces practically meeting high over my stomach.

And then I couldn't do anything but stare. And, of course, silently admire them for the idea with the candles because without those, I wouldn't have been able to see what I was seeing now.

They looked at each other, their noses almost touching. Xander cocked his head a bit, smiled and then, slowly, let the tip of his tongue run over Dom's lips. He, in return, let out a small sigh, closed his eyes and parted his lips; letting Xander's tongue slide in, his lips meeting the ones of his brother.

The kissing was light at first, teasing and playfully; then became more forceful. Dom grabbed Xander's bicep and held on to it, pulling his brother closer. Perhaps it was also the other way round, I couldn't tell from the way they moved with each other. They both made those typical, male, growling-sighing sounds; obviously totally lost in their kiss.

I felt my breathing become faster at just the sight of them. So damn erotic, so...

Xander broke the kiss and turned his head around to me slowly. "And?" He said softly, his expression unreadable, the eyes burning with that fire again.

"...beautiful." I sighed and sat up to get closer to them.

"Good." He said and kissed Dom again.

I couldn't just sit there and watch. Lightly, with both of my hands, I touched the back of their waists, letting my fingers run up their backs slowly, lightly. I smiled when they both flinched away from those tickling touches; their bodies touching over my legs now.

I let my hands run down again; the palm of my left hand pressed to Dom's skin while lightly scraping over the skin of Xander's back with my fingernails. Each the way they like it best, I thought; and both moaned out softly into each other's mouths in reply.

Xander's arm snaked down around my waist and pulled me up, closer to them. When the skin of my breasts touched his side, he broke the kiss again.

"And what now, Dana?" He asked. "What do you want?"

"I'd say I just continue to watch you, but I don't think that this is what you had in mind, right?" I said a bit insecure.

"We only have in mind what you want, baby." Dom said, removing his hand from Xander's arm and also sliding it around my waist.

"You've done something like this before? With two men?" Xander asked breathing on my ear.

He should remember my answer from the night before. Perhaps he didn't, perhaps he didn't want Dom to know that he had asked me. Or maybe he was just making sure once more; I couldn't tell.

"Uh-uh." I shook my head and felt myself blushing again.

"Would you like to try it?" Dom asked.

"With you two... yes." I whispered and blushed some more.

"If you were a man, that much blood in your head would kill your erection." Xander chuckled.

He pushed himself away from Dom and me, straightening his legs in the process; then, his hand still around my waist, pulled me onto his lap; my back resting against his chest; his other hand tilting my head backwards against his shoulder, then turning my face to him.

"We'll have to do something to stop you from thinking." He whispered, looking at me.

A short nod of him into Dom's direction, then Xander started to kiss me; slowly, carefully. His hands were now gliding over my arms, then cupped my breasts, the thumbs teasing my nipples.

I sighed into his mouth and flinched a bit when I felt something warm and wet circling my belly button. Dom's tongue, obviously, it couldn't be anything else.

Looking, however, couldn't hurt, I thought so I broke the kiss and turned my head.

Dom was kneeling next to me, his hands on the mattress on either side of me, his tongue licking over my stomach, slowly going deeper. He stopped once or twice, frowned at the bruises he saw there; but then just continued.

I breathed out.

"Like what he's doing?" Xander whispered into my ear.

"Hmmmm." I hummed approving.

"Show him." He suggested.

I draped my leg out around Dom's body and forced him to slide between my legs; smiling at the rather surprised look he gave me for doing that.

Do... something. I was tempted to say but knew that this would just result in Xander and me laughing about a joke that Dom wasn't familiar with. Funny enough, I couldn't remember anything I could say to Dom that would have an equal effect on Xander.

I touched Dom's cheek with my hand, held the eye contact.

"You're doing that beautifully with your tongue." I whispered. "Think you could continue that, maybe a bit... lower?"

I dropped my hand from his face to my thigh, then moved it between my legs, touched myself for a moment, sighed and touched his shoulder again, pressing him downwards.

"No doubt what you could possibly mean. Let him do the work, will you?" Xander chuckled, captured my chin with his hand, forced my head around and kissed me again.

And dammit, that mouth on my mouth and that other mouth between my legs almost drove me insane, even if I caught myself thinking that Dom could do what he did there just a tiny bit harder, a little more forceful and with a bit more... enthusiasm.

I bit down on Xander's lip and tongue several times, each time he was grinning into my mouth and kept kissing me.

Squeezing Dom's shoulder wasn't enough; my hands demanded to hold on to something; but 'just' the sheets seemed boring.

The feeling of a certain hardness pressing to my back while still half sitting, half lying between Xander's legs, however, gave me an idea.

I slid one hand between our bodies, touched him, squeezed him, stroked him.

Now he was the one biting down on my tongue and lips, moaning softly, well; we both were doing that now.

Then I felt Dom crawling up my body, turned my head and looked at him.

"Don't want to say you're already finished, Dominic?" Xander chuckled, totally ignoring the slight hint of anger that appeared on Dom's face in reply.

I exactly knew why; Dom had, in his opinion, done enough and was now ready to do something else. From the way Xander had commented on that action, however, I knew that Dom wouldn't get what he wanted right now.

"Well then, let's take turns if you're already tired doing that..." Xander said and pushed me into Dom's arms where I just turned around and lay down the same way as I had done before - just that now I had Xander between my legs and Dom behind me.

I moaned out loud and bit Dom's lip hard when I felt Xander licking, kissing and sucking me; making Dom almost flinch back in surprise. That, I thought, was definitely something he wasn't used to from me and chuckled to myself. I used one hand to pull his head back to me, then kissed him harder; the other hand, again and as before with Xander, touching him, squeezing his hard length behind my back.

Just, of course, that concentrating on both of those activities was quite a task with Xander doing what he was doing...

Xander was teasing me. I knew it. This was the same kind of game that we both had played before, letting the respective other get close to coming, then slowing down.

I broke the kiss and screamed out in frustration.

Dom's hand turned my face around to him.

"What the hell is up with you? Does that hurt or..." He asked frowning.

"'Or', Dom." I laughed a bit desperate and looked down again. "Shit, Xander, stop teasing!"

He looked up at me, his face glistening with sweat and my juices.

"Or what?" Xander grinned.

"Well I won't exactly kill you because then you'll never let me come, but please, you get the point!" I hissed and turned my head around to kiss Dom again.

He was a bit hesitant now, I knew he was still frowning. Yeah, Dom, I thought, that's something you're definitely not used to...

The other man between my legs was now obviously not only willing, but perfectly able to finish what he was doing down there. It took just a few more minutes and I came; not as hard as usually because I probably was too irritated by the whole situation, but nevertheless, I got my starbursts again.

"Funny, I almost had forgotten that you could be so loud." Dom chuckled while he still held me in his arms.

"Oh, she can be much louder. Just depends on how you touch her." Xander stated relatively unimpressed.

"What the..." Dom started but didn't get any further.

I know what Xander was trying to do there. He was trying to coax Dom into being a bit more forceful, a bit more active, a bit more participating. However, I could feel Dom's body beneath me and felt that he already was trembling a bit; a sure sign of anger or total exhaustion. The latter couldn't be the case; and I had to stop the first.

I pulled his head down again and kissed him hard, turned around in the process until I was lying flat on him, let my hands roam over the sides of his body, tried to distract him.

Successfully, of course.

Then I felt Xander kissing my neck, breathing into my ear.

"Talk to him." He whispered, almost unhearable. "Tell him what you want to do, tell him how hot you are."

The mouth was removed from my ear, I felt his tongue running up and down my spine; occasionally he was biting me slightly, his teeth scraping over my skin.

I stopped kissing his brother.

"Dominic?" I said, pulling my legs upwards until I was sitting on him. "I think if I don't fuck... you within the next two minutes, I'll go insane."

I could have said 'someone', but I knew he would have misunderstood it; and rightly so.

"Gods, what the hell is up with you?" Dom whispered, reached up until his hand caught the back of my neck, pulled me down and kissed me hard; then stared at me again.

"You don't like that?" I chuckled.

"Oh yes, but I never thought you could be like... oh gods..."

It took me a moment to notice that Xander was doing something with one of his hands to Dom behind my back and couldn't help but grin when I felt Xander's other hand stroking over my hip, carefully but determined pushing me downwards.

Dom's cock slid into me with Xander's aid; I just let myself fall back, making him slide into me completely in one stroke.

Dom groaned out loud, his fingers were digging into my thighs. Not hard enough for my taste; I could feel that he was holding back by the way he squeezed his eyes shut. Funny, I noticed, I couldn't remember ever having looked at him like that, to see the emotions in his face, to see how he felt when he slept with me. I could, however, tell that he was holding back; for what reason ever.

Then I started to move; raised and lowered my hips, circled them, felt him inside of me; felt his fingers digging into my thighs harder. Good, I thought and bowed my head down to speak closer to his ear.

"Let yourself go, Dominic. By all means, let go." I whispered.

"Don't - want to - hurt you..." He breathed out.

"I don't give a fuck if you hurt me. I said let go!" I said a bit more determined.

I felt Xander biting into my neck and groaned out. One of his arms wrapped around my body, the hand touching my breast, pinching my nipple.

In return, I arched back until I felt my head getting in contact with his shoulder. I didn't look at him but knew that he had to be kneeling somewhere behind me, holding me while I was riding Dom.

I kept moving; Dom's hands on my legs; Xander's seemingly all over my body; the three of us moving together, breathing together, moaning together for quite some minutes. Skin on skin, sweat mingling with sweat. Fuck, I thought, what more could I ever want.

Then I noticed Xander's breath on my ear.

"What about a real threesome?" He whispered. "Would you like that?"

I had to swallow at the thought. Of course I had seen it coming, but seeing something coming and being asked for it were two entirely different things...

Fitting Dom in was one thing. Fitting Xander in another.

Both, at once, even in different holes... seemed a bit... impossible.

"Fitting problem." I hissed, hoping he would understand.

"That fits; we did that last night, remember?" He breathed so quiet that it would be impossible for Dom to understand. "Let me?" His hand was sliding down between us, down my back, down the crack of my butt, his fingers wet with sweat.

"Gods, Xander..." I moaned.

"Won't hurt you." He whispered, then added another one of those breathed, barely audible words: "Much."

His other hand was pressing my body away from him, downwards, to his brother; then, too, slid down my back to my ass.

Good Lord, I thought, that'll never work. Never ever. And if it works, Dom will probably be very surprised. And pissed, because that's something he never did, let alone tried...

I had the idea that it would be best if my mouth was somewhat closed for the next few minutes. I knew this would be uncomfortable at the beginning and I didn't want Dom to suspect anything until Xander had done what he intended to do.

I kissed Dom hard, moaned into his mouth when I felt that finger sliding into me, wet with my own juices. My moves became arrhythmic, I just couldn't concentrate; but damn, that felt good.

Dom broke the kiss, looked at me. Shit, I thought; no way I can keep quiet without having anything in my mouth... and biting into the pillow was somewhat out of question.

"Did I hurt you?" He said, his eyes showed some real concern.

Xander pushed a second finger into me in reply to Dom's question and I moaned out loud.

"What the... what are you doing there?" Dom froze below me and stared over my shoulder at his brother. He had to feel his brother's fingers inside of me, so close to his own cock by now; I just knew it.

"Shhh..." I said and kissed him again, just to be shoved aside. Great, I thought; that went just great.

"Xander, you can't do that to her!" Dom almost barked.

"Oh yes, he can." I purred and kissed him again.

"You sure you want that, baby?" Dom asked.

I felt myself freezing for a moment at that word. Damn, I thought, what a fucked up idea. There had to have been other options for a safeword. Now I'll freeze each time I hear it.

Xander, I noticed, was quiet; almost too quiet. He probably felt that it was better if I answered Dom's questions.

"I'm so sure it's not funny any more, Dominic." I said and ran my tongue over his lips. "Please..."

"But you never-" He started, then stopped abruptly when Xander's fingers started to move inside of me and just breathed faster, his eyes closed.

Xander pushed into me harder.

I squeezed my eyes shut, exhaled, winced. Dom's head shot upwards.

"For Christ's sake, Xander, you're hurting her!" He hissed.

"Shut the fuck up, will you, Dominic?" Xander finally spoke with a strained and concentrated voice.

I could feel him, could feel them both inside of me; not yet the way it would be like pretty soon, but damn, the thought alone banned all other thoughts from my mind, simply dissolved them into nothingness.

"What kind of lube you're using there?" Dom demanded to know.

"That's a woman, not you, Dom. Figured out a long time ago that lube is not necessary if they are... willing enough." Xander chuckled, stilling his movements for a moment.

Dom's body started to tremble with anger again; I couldn't say if this was about what Xander was doing or his comment which exactly gave away who of them was on the receiving end. Perhaps it was also because he became aware that this, obviously, wasn't the first time Xander did this to me; something that he had never even just tried.

And there was also something else. I could feel it, Dom was thinking hard. Men that were thinking hard with their brains couldn't be hard elsewhere, not even Dom; so I also felt... something... inside of me somewhat... shrinking.

Which, as weird as it was, made me laugh out.

"Oh fuck it, Dom, I'm having the time of my life here. Now would you please fuck me and just let your brother do what he does? I am the only one who should object, and I don't, so there. Don't be so freaking protective, just let yourself go, dammit!"

He looked at me, the eyes were almost black.

"I just don't want..." He said, obviously not really knowing what he didn't want.

"Well, if you don't want whatever, then show me what you want." I purred and licked his ear.

"Just want you closer." He whispered; his hands shot up to my face, held it in an iron like grip. "Want to see what you're feeling. Want to hear it."

"Okay..." I whispered back and started to move my hips again - not really easy with someone holding my face and someone else trying to stretch me from behind. Almost impossible with the man below me having a thoroughly ruined erection; but somehow, I managed.

"Gods, Dominic..." I said, feeling him become harder with each movement. "Please... move with me; please..."

He sucked in his bottom lip, then kissed me again and started to move, too; slowly but deep.

I sighed into his mouth.

Xander was leaning down, speaking into Dom's ear; I couldn't hear what he was saying. I could see the look Dom was casting at him, however; for a very short moment he looked as if he wanted to jump up and beat his brother down. I took his face into my hands again; kissed him.

This whole threesome seemed to upset him so much; I started to wonder whose idea it had been. They had said that I wasn't the first woman who was in one bed with both of them, so what the hell was this whole fighting and questioning about?

Shortly after Xander had disappeared from next to me, Dom made a really weird sideward movement with his hips and slid out of me completely, aided by the fact that Xander had snaked one arm around my waist and lifted me back and up.

Before I could even just blink or think of protesting, Xander was sliding into me; swiftly entering into the wetness that before had been filled by Dom. Ah, the lube, I thought...

I groaned out loud; Dom still held on to my face, watched me close. I knew that if he would see anything that even just remotely looked like pain, he'd stop his brother from doing anything.

I heard Xander breathe audibly and fast as he took some deep, quick strokes inside of me; then he slid out and Dom replaced him again.

"Relax." Dom whispered, his thumbs stroking over my cheeks. "Just relax."

I knew what would happen now.

"Kiss me." I whispered when I felt something hard pressing against my stretched, other opening. No mistaking in what that could possibly be.

Dom kissed me deep, held my face; Xander pressed into me, his one hand holding on to my hip, the other constantly stroking over my spine in soothing movements.

I sighed into Dom's mouth, felt heat washing all over my body. Damn, I managed to think, but that was about all my brain was able to produce at that moment.

Until I opened my eyes for a moment and saw that Dom was still staring at me, observing me.

From that point of time on relaxing wasn't too easy even if it was now probably more than ever required. The problem was that I wasn't afraid of what happened, but of what would happen when we were finished doing this. Looongg tirades of Dom about not hurting me, not wanting to hurt me, not wanting anyone else to hurt me; Xander perhaps freaking out and me being in the middle of his. Just wonderfu - Fuck!


"Ow." I sort of breathed out when I felt my body protesting at the double intrusion; the pain taking me away from my thoughts.

"OW! Fuck, you have to relax!" Xander snorted. "If you keep tensing up like this I swear you'll just crush me, Dana."

"Ah forgive me, my lord; I'm not so practiced in the ways of your kind." I snorted back. "I'm also not really practiced in trying to load two horses into a trailer that barely fits one in, if you get my point!"

The fact that the three of us could at least still laugh together gave me some hope concerning the end of that night.

"Lean back." Xander said softly, which I did. "Need some pain to distract you? Worked last night." He then whispered into my ear just loud enough for me to hear.

Yeah, I thought, that might work; and nodded slowly.

"Good." He said and pushed me back forward, onto Dom's chest.

I felt the fingers of one of his hand digging into my thigh painfully , the other held on to the shoulder with the bitemark - also not exactly tenderly - and screamed out. That was the moment he used to push himself into me completely. I felt Dom tense under me, but didn't give a damn about what he thought.

Xander held perfectly still for some time, gave me the time to adjust, to get used to the situation.

Dom had started to stroke over my hair, whispering something that I didn't understand.

"Shit, I don't think I'll be able to sit for a week or so." I finally laughed a bit desperate.

"Then start moving that pretty ass of yours if you don't want to sit." Xander growled, emphasizing his words with another hard squeeze on my thigh. "We both need your rhythm to go along; that's the only way how this is going to work."

"Right." I said, gritted my teeth, placed my hands right and left to Dom's head and got up supporting my torso's weight on them.

It took me some time to find out how I had to move my hips in order to, well - remain between the two. The problem was that Dom was under me and Xander behind me; so only a certain front-back-up-down motion worked, for which I needed some minutes to get it right.

I took a look at Dom who was still looking at me, feeling my movements and the ones of his brother inside of me. He slowly closed his eyes and, I have no other description for what he did, growlpurred. A deep, rumbling sound that seemed to come from somewhere deep inside his chest; something I had never heard from him before.

That was probably the time when both of them, too, had found the right way to keep up with my movements. From then on, however, it was mind-blowing.

They used their hands to touch me, themselves and each other wherever they could; I almost cursed the fact that I could touch none of them because I needed my damn arms to support my own weight as a change of the current angle would have meant a new adjustment of motion. Other than that I didn't give a fuck about who was on top, who on the bottom and who in the middle. I just forgot it.

The only thing I concentrated on was a half way steady rhythm and the sounds that came from both before and behind me. Both had about as much fun as I, as far as could tell. Moaning, breathing, occasional hissing, but no words.

Something I wasn't really used to. Dom had occasionally talked to me before; Xander had always constantly talked to me. Then again I had also constantly talked to him. I figured that the two of them had to concentrate as much as I had to and talking would have taken up much of that concentration; not to speak of having to listen to someone else.

But shit, even if I had to concentrate relatively hard, this whole thing was hot. I looked down at Dom once more; his face was sweat covered, lips slightly parted, his breath came fast.

He opened his eyes, looked slightly surprised that I looked at him, which, in return, made me smile.

"What?" I half grinned, half panted.

He shook his head a bit, breathing hard.

"What?" I asked again.

"I - don't - think - I - know you." He breathed out.

That answer, of course, was nothing I had even just remotely expected; and it took me a moment to come up with an answer.

"I know." I replied, threw my head back and just... felt. Felt each of them, felt my own body reacting to them. Let go, finally; not completely, but mostly; at least I thought so. A small amount of concentration was still needed so that we could keep moving together.

Xander's arm wrapped around my neck from behind, pulled my head back until it bumped into his shoulder.

"What the fuck is up with you? Let yourself go, dammit!" He hissed into my ear.

"Can't. Have to concentrate on moving." I hissed back.

"Oh, I can help with that." He growled.

The arm was removed, a moment later his hands were holding on to the sides of my hips; moved them the same way I would have done.

"That good?" He said.

"Gods..." I managed.

Nothing more. The moment I knew I didn't have to concentrate on anything else was the moment when I really felt it, felt them both, felt Dom's cautiousness and Xander's anger about it - both practically shoved into me. Shit, I managed to think, if I had known that earlier my whole sex life would have consisted of threesomes!

Not that I would have been able to consciously think about this, though. It felt like an endless falling into a pitch black darkness of bliss. I remember someone screaming; perhaps more than 'someone' and have no idea if I was part of those 'someones'.

The next thing I remember is lying flat on Dom's chest, trying to breathe; trails of sweat running tickling down my face and back; weight pressing onto me. Xander. Not exactly helping with the cooling process, I thought; groaned out and tried to shove him off me unsuccessfully.

"You know, it would help if you two could try and get up a bit." Dom growled. "I'd like some air, too. A bit less warm would be great also."

"Now you can't complain, right?" Xander chuckled. "Heat always goes upwards, not downwards."

That helped relax the relative tension a bit. I knew that each and every one of us was somewhat afraid what the others would say now.

"Somehow I feel like some sort of Hot Dog in a microwave! You two are sweaty, hot and Xander, you're crushing me with your weight!" I tried to laugh but didn't manage because I still couldn't breathe properly.

Dom caught my face one-handed.

"You okay?" He asked while looking into my eyes.

Damn, was he trying to find something that made me feel uncomfortable if I didn't mention that I was?

"No, Dom, I'm not okay." I said with a relatively sarcastic tone. "I'm hot, I'm sweaty, I'm crushed, I have the cum of two men inside of me and I think I desperately need a shower!"

"Just thought you might... have been... hurt." He added hesitating.

"Ah fuck, if I hadn't been hurt it would only have been half as good; ask your brother for details." I snapped. Now would you two please get away from me? Because you seem to have no idea what a mess it will be when that stuff starts to leak out of me, I swear!"

That freaking protectiveness of his which seemed to border to thinking that I couldn't speak if I didn't like something slowly but surely got on my nerves.

"What, you don't want to say that this was all for tonight?" Xander asked curious while he got up behind me, lifting me with him in the process so that we were both sitting a moment later.

"Well, as far as I'm concerned, thanks, I've seen and heard enough!" Dom growled and pushed away under me, going into the bathroom without any further words.

"We'll see." Xander whispered just to me, his hand pushing me into his brother's direction. "Go. Talk to him. I'll join you in a few minutes."