*****

"I told you it wouldn't work."

Xander turned and offered up a half apologetic shrug to himself. His other, and messier half, frowned slightly and gave a little soft whimper of fear. He reached out and squeezed his twin's shoulder in comfort before turning to look at the flustered and confused witch.

"Ah... what went wrong? Why are we still a *we*?"

Willow began to nibble on her bottom lip and her eyes got big and sad.

"I... I don't know. It *should* have worked. I mean, this is a standard and basic thing. One of the first things you learn. You have to know how to pull a spell apart in case something goes wrong when casting. I've... We've... ya know, *learned* that the hard way, so... it should have *worked*."

Giles took his glasses off and began to fiddle with them and absently polished them while he paced the length of the room. His soft voiced muttering carried to them all, but they didn't interrupt. Giles usually could think through any problem if you gave him enough time.

"Well... let's see. This ritual is Wicca based and as such it is dependant on the phases of the moon. Perhaps if we reworded it to fit in with the fact that it's currently in it's waxing cycle and not the waning? No... no, now that I think about it, that might not help at all. What we really need is to find out what *type* of magic Toth used. Wicca can counter or be used in adjunct with most of the demon magics as well as the lesser forms of sorcery, but it won't stand against the higher magics or blood magic. Even some forms of chaos magic can't be stopped with Wicca if the spell is set with a stable base such as a precious gem or a quality metal. And that rod he carried *was* metal... Hmmm..."

When Giles turned back to face the rest of the room, it was to find that all eyes were staring at him in expectation. He blinked and replaced his glasses on his face.

"Well, I think I should study Toth's... weapon a bit more closely. If... if we can discover *how* he enchanted the thing then maybe we can figure out how to unravel this... spell."

Everyone in the room seemed to be disappointed. Well... everyone but Anya, that is. Willow seemed deflated and depressed and Buffy and Riley were both looking a bit startled. But it was his twin's reaction that he noticed the most. The poor guy had *not* had a good day. He had wandered around thinking there was a robot-demon walking about with his face while hypnotizing his friends and what's more, he had gotten banged up and rained on in the process. Now, he just seemed frightened and tired. Xander could *definitely* relate.

He pulled his twin closer and slung an arm around his slumped shoulders and offered him a confident smile.

"Look. Don't worry about it. You *know* that the G-man will do everything he can to figure this out, and once he does, Willow will fix us. Until then we just have to figure out what to do with ourselves to help out."

His other half turned a wobbly smile at him and nodded.

"Yeah. We... uh, we can do this. Right."

Buffy nodded her head and pasted a forced smile on her face in an obvious attempt to cheer up her friend.

"Don't worry. We'll... fix this... somehow. Until then we just have to find a way to, ya know, tell you two apart. I mean, it'll get confusing if I say "Hey Xander" and you both say "What". Um... how are we going to do this?"

The two Xander's grinned. Leave it to Buffy to break the tension with something... trivial. She seemed to have a talent for making even the biggest problems seem workable. But maybe she had a point. Once you take that first scary step, the rest seemed easier.

He considered her question briefly and gave a quick squeeze to the broad shoulders of his other half.

"Um... how about we keep calling *him* Xander. He can come back to the shop here tomorrow and help Giles research the weapon thing-a-ma-bob. We'll call me... um, Alex and I'll go to work so we don't get fired. I'll stop shaving as well. A moustache and goatee will make us look different enough that you'll all be able to tell us apart."

Everyone nodded in agreement. It sounded doable.

"Oh, and another thing. Neither one of us is going back to the basement. Xander will stay with me in the apartment. Our parents can go hang if they want, but we are *so* out of there."

His twin, Xander, turned to stare at him with big dark eyes that were uncertain and sad.

"Are you sure? I mean, I want out of that hellhole as much as you, but won't that be... um, confusing?"

Alex grinned wickedly.

"Not to me."

At that, Anya wiggled her way in between the two Harris's and offered each of them an arm.

Great. Now that that's all taken care of, let's go home and have sex."

Alex smirked. Xander blushed. And the rest of the Scooby Gang refused to meet their eyes as the three turned and walked out.

*******

Alex had directed them to his parents house so that they could grab a few essentials for the two of them that could last until the weekend when they would move the big heavy stuff. Mostly clothes and shower stuff that they could stuff into a bag quickly. Once they had what they needed, Alex led them back across town to his new apartment.

Along the walk, Alex noticed that Xander flinched at any unexpected noise and it brought to mind all of the beatings he had suffered over the years, at the hands of his father, other schoolmates and a wide variety of assorted demons. After the totally hellmouth inspired day they had just had, he could truly understand that jumpiness and he felt himself feeling decidedly protective of his other half. The guy was going to worry them both into a heart attack.

By the time they reached the apartment, Alex was still feeling overprotective, but he'd added another observation to his last one. His twin, Xander, was completely whipped. Anya had him wrapped around her little finger and Xander was delighted to be there. He himself loved Anya and he wanted her happy, but his twin almost seemed to worship her. He was literally tripping over his own feet to do things for her. She, of course, ate up the attention like it was candy. Alex found himself wondering if this need to please that his other half had was only for Anya, or if it would manifest itself with anyone.

Pushing that thought aside for later contemplation, Alex shooed Xander off into the shower muttering about garbage dumps and rain squalls. Once he heard the water running and off-key singing he turned back to the living room area. Wincing at the vivid scorch mark and the demon blood stain on his carpet, he scooped up the remains of his indoor picnic and carried it over to the kitchen counter.

"Anya? If you're hungry there's still some food here that wasn't ruined in the fight. Some grapes and strawberries. There's even a few cheese cubes and crackers left. Help yourself. I'm just going to go throw some sheets and blankets on the bed while we wait for Xander to finish up in the shower. Okay?"

He was rewarded with a deep kiss full of soft warm lips and gentle fingers running through his hair.

"And don't forget to set your alarm. You have work tomorrow. Gotta pay for all this luxury."

Pulling back, Alex tossed her a big smile before he turned to wander into the bedroom. She was right after all, he *did* have to work to pay for all this. He had an new apartment, a high maintenance girlfriend and a twin brother to support. It was a good thing he'd gotten that promotion and the pay raise that went with it.

From temp worker to permanent crew leader, from only child to twin brother. It had been one hell of a day. He knew his other half was really upset by the turn of events, but he couldn't help but feel that life was finally going his way. He'd just have to convince Xander that this was a *good* thing. Especially since it was very well possible that they'd be stuck like this forever.

*****
Part 2:

Alex bit his bottom lip to keep from screaming when Anya literally swallowed his erection down into her tight hot throat. He clutched at the edge of the blanket she had just disappeared under and lifted it up to peer down at her. He trembled at the sight of her lovely mouth stretched around his shaft. It was only through *massive* effort that he didn't thrust into her as hard as he could.

Suddenly, the bedroom door was thrown open and his twin's happy and bubbly voice echoed loudly in the room.

"Oh man! I gotta tell you, that shower was the *best* ever. We are talking *total* wonderfulness. Hot hot water, not almost warm water. Real water pressure, not a measly trickle and sprinkle. And clean! Not all mildewy and dank. I almost didn't get out. You have to..."

Alex watched Xander trail off in shock as Anya let go of his own cock with a wet sounding pop and pulled the blankets aside to reveal them both lying naked on the bed. The shock turned to dismay and then to embarrassment. Blushing bright red, Xander began to stammer and back out.

"Oh.. Um... I'm sorry... I didn't... that is I... um... I'll go now and..."

Anya looked at him as if he'd gone nuts.

"Xander. Shut up. Just... lose the towel and get over here and into this bed. Now."

Proving Alex's theory on being whipped, Xander dropped his towel onto the floor and sat down on the edge of the bed instantly. He then blinked in confusion as if wondering how he had gotten there, but neither he nor Anya was about to give him time to talk himself out of the room and there by ruining everyone's night.

Reaching out with one arm, Alex pulled Xander down so that he was lying next to him on his back. He nudged Anya off of his own lap and over onto Xander's. Once she had straddled his hips, he turned to lay on his side facing his twin. He rested one hand on his bare chest.

"Look Xander, it's okay. I'm you and you're me. And we are with our girlfriend. There's nothing to be sorry about. Honest."

"Yeah, but..."

Alex placed a finger over his other half's lips to silence him.

"No buts Xander. Anya wants this, I want this, and I'm sure you do too."

Xander blushed lightly.

"Well yeah. But what would Buffy and Willow and Giles think? I mean, this is wrong."

Alex snorted in amusement and Anya frowned.

"Xander, you are my boyfriend and so is Alex. And I want sex. Now. So... could you *please* forget about everyone else? They aren't invited to play. Now, stop arguing and start paying attention to what's important here. Orgasms. Lots of them."

Alex couldn't help but chuckle at the expression on his other half's face. It was a mixture of overwhelming lust and scandalized embarrassment. That look however, changed to one of bliss when Anya started to rock her hips slightly back and forth. Alex *knew* how good it felt to have her hot wet sex slide along his length, teasing and promising so much more. He shivered in pleasure at the very thought.

Not wanting to be left out of the play, Alex ran his hand along his twin's chest. He knew all of the right spots to hit and just how to hit them. He trailed a light feathery touch along the ridge of his collarbone and then raked his fingernails along the solid plain of his pectoral. From there he tweaked first one nipple and then the other with a light pinch with a twist to it. Xander shuddered slightly and gasped.

Alex trailed his hand down over his twin's stomach and dipped a fingertip inside of his belly-button just as Anya shifted up until the swollen crown of Xander's cock nestled against her wet opening. He watched entranced as her body slid down over the thick shaft. His other half and his girlfriend both quivered in unison.

Sliding his hand lower, he reached out and ran his fingers along Anya's sex until he came to her clit. He squeezed it once and she threw her head back and gasped in delight. Pressing against it with his forefinger, he rubbed in a circular motion, following her body as she bounced up and down on Xander's shaft. Tilting his head slightly until it could rest on Xander's shoulder, Alex looked up at her with a bright smile on his face.

"She's *so* beautiful, isn't she?"

"Yes... she is. And she's all ours."

At that whispered pronouncement, Anya let out a low throaty cry and her whole body trembled. She thrust herself onto Xander twice more as she was overwhelmed with her orgasm. Alex's hand became soaked with the flood of her juices and he smiled.

"Time for round two."

With those cryptic words, he pushed himself up on his knees and crawled to the end of the bed. He gently nudged Xander's legs wider apart and coated his own throbbing shaft with the wetness from his fingers. Then, he reached out and slowly and gently pushed one finger inside of Anya's ass. Anya moaned appreciatively and Xander gasped.

"What? What is *that*? I... I can *feel* that!"

Alex smirked.

"*That*, my brother, is my finger inside of Anya. And if you think you can feel that now, just wait until I replace it with my cock. The only thing that will be separating us will be a thin membrane of flesh inside of her."

They both groaned out loud at *that* lovely thought. What he didn't say to them, but he couldn't help thinking, was that it'd be like fucking them both at the same time in his own mind. And that thought turned him on. The more he thought about it like that, the more he wanted to work Xander up to doing this without Anya between them. Alex was certain he'd make an excellent bottom and he *knew* that the idea appealed to them both. It was only worrying about what his family and friends would say that had stopped him from experimenting in that direction before. Now... who cared. It was only... himself.

Anya began to wiggle and push back against his finger and he gently pulled it out. She whimpered at the loss, but he quickly grabbed his straining erection and lined it up with her loosened ring of muscle.

"Okay An... take a deep breath and then let it out slowly."

She did as he asked and as she let her breath out, he slowly slid into her amazing tightness. When she started to tense up, he forced himself to stop, but he *so* wanted to thrust the rest of the way in. Panting, he waited for her to begin to open up again and then he slid in the rest of the way. He clamped his eyes shut to try and back himself away from the edge. She was so tight and hot and he could feel the length of Xander's cock pressing against his own through the thin layers of her body.

"Oh. My. God."

Wrenching his eyes open to peer over her shoulder at his other half, he saw Xander's eyes opened wide in amazed shock. He grinned.

"Do it... do it *again*."

Agreeing with Xander one hundred percent, Alex slowly and gently shifted back out and then slid back in again. Anya moaned in exquisite pleasure and arched her back deeply. The two men trembled with the need to thrust.

It didn't take them too long to work out the perfect rhythm of one thrusting in while the other pulled out. They worked in perfect harmony like two halves of the whole that they literally were. Anya writhed between them muttering an incomprehensible litany of begging and lust filled obscenities. Sweat poured down their bodies and the air was filled with the musk of sex. His heartbeat pounded in his ears and Alex could feel that wonderful pressure building up in his balls.

Suddenly, Anya let out a loud husky scream of completion and her whole body spasmed. The muscles in her ass clamped down tightly around his cock and if the expression on his twin's face was any indication, she'd done the same thing to him. With one last deep thrust into her that was perfectly matched by Xander, he came. Even though his own body trembled and Anya's throbbed around him, he could *still* feel the muted pulses of his twin's shaft as he pumped his seed deep inside of her.

With one last trembling gasp, Alex pulled out of Anya's body and collapsed to the side next to Xander. She in turn, pulled off of him and tumbled in a boneless heap on his twin's other side. With Xander firmly ensconced between him and Anya, Alex allowed himself to drift off to sleep, a huge smile on his face.

*****
Part 3:

It had been a long day at work. He'd been handed a new project to work on and he had also spent a good portion of the afternoon going over some of what his new responsibilities would be. He hadn't been too worried about the name issue since almost everyone there called him Harris, but he wasn't too sure that someone might not comment on him acting different. However, no one did. Either they didn't notice or they attributed it to him being busy with all of the extra work he was now expected to shoulder. In either case, that was okay by him.

However, now he was showered, changed and carrying Chinese takeout on his way to meet up with Xander and Giles at the Magic Shop. He was feeling good and clean and just a tad guilty for hoping that they hadn't found a solution. Shaking his head to clear out those not particularly good thoughts, he pulled open the door and walked in, only to be brought up short by a very thickly sweet and almost earthy scent. Silently, he wrinkled his nose.

The multi-toned bells jingled merrily above his head and two sets of eyes turned away from big dusty tomes to gaze at him. One set were hazel and hidden behind highly polished lenses and the other were as familiar to him as his own. Because they *were* his. That surge of protectiveness rose up in him again, this time accompanied by overtones of possessiveness as well. He smiled at the two and tried to banish those thoughts and ideas to deal with later.

"Hey you two. I come bearing Lo Mein and Wanton. And Xan... no hogging the Sweet and Sour Chicken. We share that even-steven. Deal?"

Xander smiled cheerfully and Giles offered a wry grin. The two of them quickly moved the books away from the small table to make room for the food so nothing dripped or splattered. After a few quick moments, a space had been cleared and Alex set the food down. He noticed that Xander seemed to be in a much better mood today then yesterday. He wondered if it was from the exciting evening Anya had treated them to or if it was due to something he and Giles learned today. Eyeing the two grinning men curiously, he began to pass out the food.

"So... what's up with you two? Find any useful information?"

"While the... solution is not at hand... I dare say we had a fruitful and prosperous day, none the less."

Alex waved a plastic spork full of Sweet and Sour Chicken in a vague all encompassing gesture.

"And that means... what exactly?"

"Well. For one thing, we've narrowed down the lists of magics that the spell is *not*. We also think that the spell is possibly being maintained by the blessing and or curse of either a God, a Goddess or even a Demon Lord, which would explain why Willow's spell didn't effect it. We also did a little bit of exploring about the... split between you, itself."

Alex frowned slightly in thought.

"So... what you're saying is that some big-time muckity-muck all powerful oogity-boogity could be acting like the Energizer Bunny and this spell will just keep going and going and going?"

Giles blinked at him in momentary confusion until he managed to mentally translate all of the Sunnydale slang and obscure pop-culture reference.

"Um... yes. That's... ah, exactly what I'm saying."

Alex shared a quick cheeky grin with Xander at Giles's expense and the older man rolled his eyes in mild exasperation.

"Okay. Now, what's the big to-do about the split. I thought we talked that all over yesterday?"

This time it was Xander who leaped in to tell him what they had discovered. Alex found himself grinning at his other half's obvious excitement and he was very glad that he had seemed to shake yesterday's depression and bad vibes.

"Well... the way we figure it is that the split wasn't identical. I mean, physically we are, but mentally, we aren't."

Alex frowned again and paused with a spork full of food half-way to his mouth.

"Okay, take last night for instance. While walking home, I tripped several times and I even walked into a tree. The tree didn't jump out in front of me or any hellmouthy thing like that. I just... am klutzy. More than normal and you... well, you're *not*."

Alex nodded. He had noticed the same thing the other night, but he didn't mention it because he didn't want to upset his other half when it was obvious that the poor guy's nerves were already pretty much shot to hell.

"Well, today while I was helping Giles out here, I realized that a lot of this stuff makes *sense* now. Before it was... there, but almost... I don't know, fuzzy. Like, I could grasp the edges of an idea, but the total picture was just out of focus. Today, however, it all just... clicked."

Giles nodded thoughtfully and gestured with his own plastic spork.

"Quite. Took me by a bit of a surprise actually. Xander here has shown real aptitude for demonology today. More so than ever before. It was a pleasant day actually... well, if you don't count the spilled container of incense."

The two of them rolled their eyes in unison and Alex grinned again. He was so glad his twin had found a niche just as he had. It did make a weird sort of sense. The brains and the brawn. However, he *had* to know what his, self-admitted klutz of a brother did to the incense container to illicit such a response.

"Okay... so, tell me about the incense. Is *that* what I've been smelling since I walked through the door?"

********

They were walking back to their apartment together when they ran into Spike.

Xander had been practically bouncing along beside him babbling about how he would like for Giles to give him an actual real job at the Magic Shop once it opened and he had been smiling at the energetic exuberance. It made him feel happy to see his other half feeling cheerful.

They turned the corner from Maple Avenue onto Crescent Drive when Xander literally walked into the bleached blonde vampire, bounced off of his leather clad chest and fell to a heap on the ground. Alex didn't even think about it, he just physically stepped between Spike and his sprawled twin, his protectiveness rushing to the forefront of his mind. Xander quickly scrambled to his feet and cowered behind him trembling slightly as he peered over Alex's shoulder. In unison they addressed the vampire.

"Spike! What are *you* doing here?"

The blonde ignored their question and gaped in astonishment.

"Bloody Hell! I've gone loopy as Dru! I *swear* there's two of you whelps. Oh no! I bet that damn chip is malfunctioning and it's drivin' me mad."

Spike's face grew thoughtful for a minute.

"If me chip's broke, I wonder if I can bite again?"

With that, the vampire morphed into full game-face and lunged. Alex thrust Xander to the side as hard as he could and kicked out with a foot to trip the blonde who was already clutching his head and whimpering at the pain.

"Spike, don't do that again. If your chip doesn't take you out, then *I* will. Got that?"

Declaration of intent made, Alex turned from the swiftly recovering vampire and walked over to Xander. He bent down and turned his dazed face up to his own.

"You okay?"

Xander nodded his head shakily.

"Yeah... Um, it just... startled me is all."

Offering up a soft grin, Alex helped his other half back up to his feet and gently dusted him off. Once he was sure that Xander really *was* okay and that he wasn't just saying that, he turned back to see that Spike was still standing there staring at them. He raised up one dark eyebrow in question at the blonde menace.

"Look. Just... tell me what in the name of the Hellmouth happened to make *two* of you. I mean, it wasn't as if just *one* of you wasn't bad enough."

Alex was all prepared to tell Spike to go stake himself when Xander surprised him by answering the question. His voice was shaky and he sounded half terrified, but Alex was sort of proud of him for facing his fears.

"Um... it was that Toth Demon guy from the other night. Remember how he zapped me with that thingy? Well, it split us in two. Now I'm not a me, but a we."

Spike grunted in mild confusion and looked over at them again. After a moment, his expression turned into an amused and cocky smirk. Confused by the attitude change, Alex glanced over his shoulder to where his twin was once again huddled. And blinked in shock. Xander was wearing an expression that screamed a mixture of fear and outright lust. Alex sighed softly. *Yes* Spike was absolutely hot and *yes* he'd wanted to have sex with the vampire since forever, but that was *no* reason to let the blonde twit know that. He'd definitely have to talk to Xander about wearing his emotions on his sleeve like that. Then Spike chuckled and Alex turned back to face him again.

"So... it's Xander and Xander now, is it?"

Alex shook his head.

"Too confusing. Alex and Xander. And if you snap those pointy teeth at my twin again, I'll stake you where you stand and present your ashes to him in a pretty little urn. Got that?"

Spike merely smirked again.

"Well... you two may look alike, but you sure do act differently. Can't wait to see which one of you is more fun to play with. I'll be sure to see you later... both of you."

And with that, the blonde vampire turned and stalked off around the corner in the direction he'd been heading. Xander shivered against him and with one last glare at the now empty street, Alex turned and led him home.

*****
Part 4:

Alex put the key in the lock and twisted. Turning the knob, he gently pushed open the door and led the way into their apartment. He watched as Xander shuffled inside, his hands buried deeply in his pockets. Most people would have looked over at his other half and just seen a bubbly energetic, if slightly nervous youth. Alex *knew* better. He was well versed in *all* of their various techniques to create the illusion that everything was just A-Okay. And Xander was everything but.

The bouncy walk was to hide the slight tremors of fear and the need to expend massive amounts of energy that could be summed up as the primal 'fight or flight' syndrome. The crooked smile was designed to prevent people seeing the shadows hiding in the too wide eyes. The hands shoved in pants pockets kept fingers from twisting together in nervous agitation.

Alex knew all of the signs and he watched with a slight frown of concern as Xander displayed them all.

This was Spike's fault.

Before they had literally run into the bleached blonde vampire, Xander had been in a *real* bubbly and lighthearted mood. His enthusiasm and cheer had been natural, not this false and forced happiness. Alex felt a slow burning anger build up in his gut and he had a strong urge to go hunt down Spike and punish him for freaking his other half out so badly. It was almost a *need* to assert his dominance over Spike and to claim Xander as *his* and not some toy the vampire could use up, break and then discard to the wayside. Somewhere in the back of his mind plans and ideas began to unfurl and all of them involved the blonde. But right now, he had a more pressing and immediate concern.

His twin.

He shut the front door and locked it up tightly. Turning back, he watched silently as Xander just wandered aimlessly about the mostly bare room, absently touching an object and then moving on. He had to help Xander get past this. To help him put it into it's proper perspective. It didn't seem like a very beg deal to *him*, but if what Xander and Giles had told him at the Magic Shop was true, then his twin had not only gotten the majority of the intellect, he had also gotten most of the emotions as well. Of the two, Xander had more compassion and understanding, but he was also more vulnerable to fear.

It was an interesting trade-off. Alex didn't know if he was jealous or if he pitied his brother. Xander could love deeper than he could, but he was also subject to greater heights of terror than he was. He sighed. A pinch of good and a touch of bad. For both of them.

Still, Alex could tell that Xander wanted to shake off his funk. He just needed a little push and a lot of comforting. Alex was more than willing to provide both of those. He may not be able to feel as deeply as Xander could, but he did *have* emotions. He liked and respected Giles, Willow and Buffy. He loved Anya. He desired and wanted to dominate Spike. And Xander? He loved and adored his other half. It was *he* who brought his deepest and most heartfelt emotions to the fore. Desire, compassion, love, a need to protect and keep safe. It was all for Xander.

With a slight smile tugging at the corner of his lips, Alex walked over to the kitchen and pulled the only thing in the refrigerator out. A chilled bottle of YooHoo Chocolate Drink. He twisted off the cap and took a swallow. Walking back into the living room, he handed it to his twin. Xander grinned at him and took a drink.

"Ya know Xan... We've got a lot to do tomorrow."

Xander raised up one dark eyebrow and handed the bottle back. He took it and gestured to the front door with the chocolatey drink.

"For one, we have to go to the hardware store and get a set of keys made for you so you can get into the place when it's locked."

He was rewarded with a broad smile and an arm slung over his shoulders. He leaned into the gentle touch.

"Hey that would be great. It would be like I really lived here."

Alex turned and shot a confused look at him.

"Xander, you *do* live here. We *don't* separate. You're *not* going back to the basement and I *mean* it. That's another thing we have to do. We have to move all of our stuff and get it back here. I ran into Riley earlier today while I was out getting the Chinese food and he said that he and Buffy could help us pack and stuff."

Xander's face lit up in a grin. A *real* one. Alex took a quick sip of the YooHoo and handed the bottle back. Then he led his twin over to the soft grey couch that the apartment came with. He sat down in the corner and then pulled Xander down next to him. It took a bit of squirming, but pretty soon he had his warm cuddly twin situated between his thighs and leaning up against his chest. Xander's head rested lightly on his shoulder and he let out a little sigh of contentment. It just felt so... *good* when they were touching. Probably because they were actually meant to be the same person, but whatever the reason, Alex just felt better when Xander was close.

Suddenly, Xander pointed to an empty spot on the wall.

"Right there would be perfect."

Alex blinked in confusion.

"Um... what would be..."

And then he got it. The T.V. He grinned.

"Yeah, you're right. We could sit here and watch the X-Files together. That would be soooo cool. Still don't know who I'd rather see Fox hook up with though..."

After a mere heartbeat, they both spoke in unison.

"...Scully or Skinner?"

Xander turned his head and they shared a conspiratorial glance and then they broke into identical giggles. Alex wrapped his arms tighter around his twin and gave a quick squeeze. Then a thought hit him.

"And food."

Xander blinked at the non-sequitur.

"Food is of the good. What about it?"

Alex grinned slightly and leaned his cheek against the top of Xander's head.

"We don't have any. Tomorrow after we move our stuff here, one of us should go and get some from the grocery store."

"Ahhh... well, I'll do it. If you put all of our stuff into place while I'm gone. Then we'll be done both chores twice as fast. That's one of the perks of being a we instead of a me."

Alex chuckled. There were other perks that he could think of, but he would save that until a bit later. For now, it was enough that Xander had finally shaken off the last of his nervousness since their run-in with the sexy blonde demon that they both wanted to have sex with almost as badly as they wanted to see turn into a billowing puff of dust.

Thinking that it was time to get on to the other portion of the evening that he had been daydreaming about since he first woke up, Alex gave Xander a tiny gentle push.

"Come on. We have a busy day tomorrow. Let's start getting ready for bed. You hit the shower first and I'll straighten up in the bedroom."

Xander nodded his head against his shoulder and then stood up. He took one last sip from the YooHoo and handed the near empty bottle to him and then went off to shower. His grin slowly turning into a leer, Alex watched his other half's firm ass walk away.

*********

Alex opened the bedroom door only to find that it was dark. He had turned out the lights in the bathroom and the living room already and Xander had the bedroom light off as well. The only light to see by was the pale silvery glow from the moon. After a few seconds, his eyes adjusted and he could see that his other half was already lying in bed.

Xander's dark hair was a shocking contrast against the crisp white pillowcase. He was lying on his stomach and the blankets were pooled down around his waist. A silken expanse of smooth tan skin covering broad muscular shoulders filled Alex's vision and he paused a moment to drink in the lovely sight.

His cock hardened beneath the towel he had slung across his waist and he simply enjoyed the beauty before him. A small voice in the back of his head told him that this was the same picture that *he* would paint if it had been him lying in the bed and he allowed a brief surge of vanity and self ego-stroking to be done.

Shaking off his bemusement, Alex dropped the towel in the now official, dirty clothes place, and then slid into the bed beside Xander. His brother shifted slightly and murmured softly on the edge of both sleeping and awareness. Alex felt all of his desire and love and need and that sense of protective possessiveness rise up in him again. He needed Xander, his brother, his other half. He wanted to claim him and possess him and try to be as close as possible to him. Physically, emotionally, mentally.

He reached out and touched the soft skin of Xander's back with one fingertip. A tingle of desire sparked his nerve endings. He smiled. Trailing his finger along Xander's skin, he traced the curves of his shoulder and then the long bumpy line of his spine. His twin shifted again and arched slightly into his touch. Encouraged, Alex laid the flat of his hand against the warm skin before him and rubbed Xander's flesh in a manner that was designed to arouse, not push him further into sleep. When Xander wiggled a bit, Alex leaned forward and pressed his naked form against his boxer clad twin and brushed a soft gentle kiss against his shoulder.

"Hmmmm?..."

Alex smiled again and ran a finger along the length of Xander's arm. He was rewarded with a shiver that pressed against him erotically.

"Alex?"

He leaned further against Xander and ran the tip of his tongue around the rim of his twin's ear.

"Yes Xander?"

"Um... what are you doing?"

Alex let out a soft throaty chuckle and shifted his hips so that Xander could feel the erection pressed against his lower back.

"Me? Oh... I'm seducing you. Is it working as planned? Or should I do something more?"

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Part 5:

Without waiting for an answer, Alex's hand left Xander's arm and shifted to his chest where it teased the nearest nipple into peaked hardness. Xander shivered in his arms again and Alex decided that he adored that sensation and that he needed to feel it again and again and again. The very thought of Xander giving himself over to Alex and submitting to his desires was thrilling. Even this little tiny example of how it could be made his cock ache in need.

Xander however, stiffened up slightly. His once lax and open form became tight with tension.

"But... but... Alex we *can't* do this. It's... it's... *wrong*. It's like incest or something. I mean, what would Buffy say if she found out?"

Alex rolled his eyes, but he had expected this reaction. It was the same as last night with Anya. Xander *wanted* this, but he needed a little push. He would give in, but only after he had been allowed to be 'talked into it'. That was fine with Alex. He was willing to be the bad guy once again.

"Xander... don't be silly. First off, there is *nothing* wrong with this. It's not incest because we're really the same person. I'm you and you're me. So... it's more like... um, masturbation. And you *know* we've jerked off plenty of times before. And secondly, we've *never* talked to Buffy about our sex life. Why would we start now?"

Alex could feel the tenseness in Xander's body begin to melt away.

"Yeah... but..."

Alex cut him off before he could get started.

"Look. I want this. I want *you*. I mean, think about it. You *are* me and you know me better than anyone else on this planet. I can... well, be myself around you and there isn't anyone else that I'd trust with most things. But with you, it's not even an issue. I *love* you Xander. You're my other half. Giles might *never* find a way to undo this spell, but that will never stop me from wanting to be with you, to be a part of you, to become one with you. Do you understand what I ean?"

Xander wiggled a bit and Alex loosened his hold and leaned back. In an instant, Xander flipped himself over onto his back and reached out to pull Alex back in close again. He looked up and his face was serious and his dark eyes were open and slightly sad.

"Yeah Alex. I *do* understand. I mean, I love Anya and I got a major case of the hots for S... Sp... um, and anyway... But it's not the same as it is with you for me either. It's as if I'm not truly complete until you're by my side. It's as if there is an empty hollow spot inside of me and it aches... for *you*."

Alex blinked. That was exactly it. A slow smile spread across his face. Once again, Xander proved that he was the one who had gotten the lion's share of the smarts. He had managed to explain exactly how Alex felt. Incomplete. Except with Xander.

"I love you Xander."

A bright happy smile flashed up at him.

"I love you too Alex. I honestly don't think I could *not* love you. I mean, you're... *you*."

Alex's smile changed slightly as he focused his thoughts onto the warm body that he held tightly in his arms. He became hyper aware of the sensation of skin against skin and his cock began to harden up once more. He watched, enthralled, as Xander's dark eyes grew even darker and his pupils dilated with desire. Moving slowly so as not to startle his twin, Alex leaned his head down and brushed his lips along Xander's.

A tingle of lust rippled along his spine and Xander gasped under him. Taking the tightening of the arms around his waist as consent, Alex deepened the kiss. Soft warm lips pressed against his with passion and trust. As if that single kiss had opened up a floodgate within them both, all insecurities and doubts were washed away. Need and desire rushed in to fill up the space left behind and Alex moaned deep in his throat.

Not being able to refuse once the idea hit him, Alex stuck the tip of his tongue out and ran it along Xander's lips. He wanted, no *needed* to taste him. To have that taste in his mouth and on his tongue. With a shiver that sent delightful waves of sensation across Alex's skin, Xander opened his mouth to the silent invader. Alex delved inside the warm wet cavern and his sense's exploded with pleasure.

Alex's tongue battled with Xander's for dominance as Alex pressed his body tightly against his twin's. His erection throbbed with need and he rubbed it along his other half's thigh, writhing with desire and need. And still they kissed deeply. Finally Xander's body went lax as he surrendered himself over to Alex. A thrill raced along his spine and somewhere deep inside of his mind he howled in pleasure at his dominance over his twin.

With a gasp, Alex broke off the kiss. They stared deeply into each other's eyes while panting for breath. Silently, they communicated wants and needs, desires and consent.

"I love you Xan..."

Alex didn't even wait for an answer or reply, he just tipped his head down and ran the flat of his tongue along the edge of Xander's jaw line. His twin's body shivered beneath him and he groaned at the heady sensation of knowing that it was *him* that had caused that reaction.

He trailed a line of soft kisses, gentle nips and long licks under his twin's chin and along the length of his neck. His hands and fingers traced erotic patterns along his muscled chest and stomach. Little shivers and tremors raced along the soft warm skin in his wake and a fine sheen of sweat beaded up on both of their brows. Alex's mouth soon followed his exploring hands and he dragged his tongue in a line along Xander's collarbone. He blew a puff of warm air over the wet skin and Xander's hand raised up to clutch at his hair.

"Alex... *please*..."

His cock jumped at that breathy plea and a shiver raced up his spine. Swooping down, he captured one peaked nipple in his mouth and sucked on it hard. Xander arched his back and pressed Alex's face against his skin as a series of breathless moans and whimpers escaped his lush mouth. Alex nipped the puckered nub of flesh gently before letting it go. Without giving Xander a chance to complain, he latched onto the other one and repeated the process.

"A... Alex... oooo..."

He allowed himself a small grin of triumph and then he went back to his task. He left a long wet trail of kisses and licks down the center of his twin's chest and stomach. When he reached the waistband of the boxers, he grabbed ahold of them and paused. He looked up at his twin, a question in his dark eyes.

"Yes... please yes... hurry Alex, hurry..."

Alex grinned wickedly and pulled the boxers down and off quickly. He tossed them over his shoulder towards the pile of dirty clothes and then leaned back on his heels. The vision laid out before him was exquisite. His twin, his other half, his Xander was lying naked in a wanton sprawl of desire in front of him. His thighs were slightly spread and his hands were clutching the pillow behind his head. And his beautiful cock stood up tall and proud. The head was a dark angry purple and the tip glistened in the moonlight from the pre-cum that was leaking out. Alex trailed his eyes along this banquet of delightful flesh until his dark eyes met and captured Xander's.

"Mine."

Xander returned his look, identical expressions of desire, love and possession.

"Yes. Your's... just as you are also mine."

Alex grinned. Then in a quick move, he bent down and ran his tongue along the crown of his twin's throbbing erection. Xander let out a strangled scream of pleasure. Inwardly smirking at the response, Alex took the hot length of his other half into his mouth. He tried to remember and duplicate everything that he'd ever had done to him by various girlfriends that he had enjoyed. He had never done this before and he was sure his technique needed some work, but that was okay. He'd get to practice on his brother turned lover a lot, he was sure, but that wasn't the real issue. The big thing of it was that this was *Xander* in his mouth. His twin, his other half. His soul.

He tasted like a slice of heaven and the noises and wiggles were like chocolate sprinkles on top of your favorite desert. They just made it better. And even beyond that, it just felt *right* to have Xander inside of him. As if they were One again.

Alex sucked hard on Xander's swollen cockhead and he reached up with one hand and began to fondle his balls just the way he knew that Xander liked it. The way that he himself liked it. Xander's hands clutched at his hair and his thighs began to tremble.

"Alex... I... I..."

Alex felt Xander's balls tighten up and watched his stomach muscles give one strong flex and then Xander was coming. Hot liquid hit his tongue and his own cock nearly exploded at the erotic taste. He almost swallowed it all down his throat and he *wanted* to so badly, but he needed it for something else.

Sitting up between Xander's wide flung knees, Alex reached up one hand and spit out Xander's seed into his cupped palm. A shiver racing along his spine, he reached down and coated his own throbbing erection with the hot fluid. Gasping and panting from his orgasm, Xander just nodded and tried to lift his still trembling legs. Alex lifted one up and across his lap and the other he flung over his shoulder. Then, trying to be careful and gentle, Alex reached down with his still wet fingers and began to prepare Xander's tight virgin opening. Sliding his finger in slowly, Alex's mind was slammed with two facts instantly.

Tight! Hot!

His throbbing erection began to drool more pre-come at the very *thought* of being inside that oven hot channel of strong muscle. Gently and carefully, just as he had with Anya the first time they had done this act, Alex loosened the tight ring of muscles. Pressing in a little deeper, his finger bumped into a small little knot of nerve endings. Xander's whole body shuddered and he gasped in shock. Alex stilled, afraid that he had hurt his twin, but Xander would have no part of that idea. He thrust himself further onto Alex's finger and *writhed* in pleasure.

"Oooo Alex! *Again!* Do it again! *Now*."

A bit confused, but really liking that reaction, Alex brushed at the nub of flesh inside of Xander again. Once more his twin nearly crawled out of his skin at the intense feeling and Alex grinned at the returned erection Xander was now sporting.

"Liked that, huh?"

Xander nodded his head almost frantically.

"In me... now! *please*!"

Not being able to resist that request, Alex pulled his finger out and lined his aching shaft up to the opening in his twin's body.

"Deep breath Xan..."

Xander took a deep breath and let it out slowly. As he exhaled, Alex slowly slid inside. *Tight* *Hot* *Xander!* Only half-way in, Alex had to stop for fear of spilling his load right then. Waves of intense sensation rolled over him and he squeezed his eyes tightly closed. If he looked at the sight of his cock inside of his twin, he'd come. Desperately, he tried to think of something to pull him away from the edge.

Willow's spells going wrong. Buffy pouting about Riley. Staking evil vamps. Bending Spike over a tombstone. His cock twitched. Okay, that last one didn't really help...

Taking a few deep breaths, Alex finally felt like he could continue. He looked at Xander and his twin nodded his head. Slowly, his slid the rest of the way in. They were both panting hard and sweat coated their skin. Alex shifted Xander's legs so that they were wrapped tightly around his waist and then he leaned forward, a hand on either side of Xander's head. Leaning down to place a soft kiss on those full upturned lips, he whispered in his other half's ear.

"Ready love?"

"Yes Alex. Hurry, I *need* you."

Alex grinned and then pulled back slowly. He could feel Xander's muscles clenching around him, trying to keep him from leaving. When just the tip of his erection was left inside, he slid back in while making sure to aim for that special spot that set his twin off so much. Pleasure washed over him in a rolling wave and his vision grew blurry. As soon as he hit that certain spot, his twin's body spasmed around him and it created a backlash of erotic pleasure.

He pulled out and thrust in again, this time a bit faster and harder. Xander gasped and pushed his ass tightly against his hips and his heart began to pound in his chest. Again and again he pulled out and thrust back in. He moved faster and faster. Xander's hips were like liquid as he met each thrust, slamming himself on Alex's cock.

It was the most intensely wonderful thing that he'd ever felt and his whole body and mind became this... this... *machine* who's entire purpose was to pleasure Xander. They moved in unison with grace and heat and need. The pressure built up inside of him and he felt whole and alive and at _one_ with himself and they were no longer a _we_ but once again a _me_ and Alex knew love and understanding and desire and heat and the whole universe made sense because everything was Xander and that was okay. His heart raced and he was sure that everyone could hear it and the scent and taste of himself was in his own mouth and he was sex and heat and ....

With a shudder and a strangled scream echoing in his ear Alex felt Xander's muscles slam *tight* around him and then scorching hot come splashed his chest and the world *melted* as he thrust deeply one last time and then he came and came and came...

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