[fic] if the moon should fall from the sky
If the Moon Should Fall from the Sky
Fandom: Buffyverse
Rating: all ages
Ship: Buffy/Xander
Summary: Dingdingding!
A/N: This is for ariastar. The thing with B/X is, it requires a bit of explaining. But this kisslet is only 340 words in length. So! This is set post-series, no comics spoilers.
At least a dozen thoughts jangled in Buffy’s mind when Xander kissed her, loudest among them: Mmm, I forgot how nice it is to kiss someone who can actually breathe! Not that I’ve ever taken breathing for granted, it’s just that when you’ve kissed as many vampires as I have, you tend to forget…
Xander’s heart, beating wildly under her palms, was nice too.
When they broke apart, he cupped her face and traced the lines of her cheekbones with the pads of his thumbs. “Is this too weird?” he whispered raggedly. “I mean us, after all this time.”
“After all this time,” Buffy echoed, smiling up at him, “I think I know from weird. This isn’t weird. It’s…probably one of the most normal things that’s ever happened to me. Unless…” She frowned. “Unless my life has been so weird for so many years that weird is really normal. Which would make this really, really weird. Which doesn’t mean bad! I mean, weird can be good. We’re all a little weird, right? And sometimes weird is good. Also,” she went on hurriedly, because he was giving her an odd, uncertain look, “I know I’m babbling and I’m not doing it because I don’t want you to kiss me again, because I really do. Want you to kiss-”
Xander tilted her face back and kissed her again. This time there was no jangling, no memories of Spike or Angel. Just Xander’s lips, a little clumsy, but sweet and warm too, moving against hers. His fingers sliding into her hair, making her scalp tingle. The comforting, steadying rhythm of his heart. A crisp breeze, laced with salt from the ocean and the scent of Ponderosa Pines, tumbled about her shoulders.
Inside the house, something went ding!
“Guess our hot chocolate’s ready,” Xander whispered, his breath fanning her skin. “I guess we should…”
“Chocolately goodness combined with Xandery goodness,” sighed Buffy. “Sounds like a plan.”
5/20/2008
Fandom: Buffyverse
Rating: all ages
Ship: Buffy/Xander
Summary: Dingdingding!
A/N: This is for ariastar. The thing with B/X is, it requires a bit of explaining. But this kisslet is only 340 words in length. So! This is set post-series, no comics spoilers.
At least a dozen thoughts jangled in Buffy’s mind when Xander kissed her, loudest among them: Mmm, I forgot how nice it is to kiss someone who can actually breathe! Not that I’ve ever taken breathing for granted, it’s just that when you’ve kissed as many vampires as I have, you tend to forget…
Xander’s heart, beating wildly under her palms, was nice too.
When they broke apart, he cupped her face and traced the lines of her cheekbones with the pads of his thumbs. “Is this too weird?” he whispered raggedly. “I mean us, after all this time.”
“After all this time,” Buffy echoed, smiling up at him, “I think I know from weird. This isn’t weird. It’s…probably one of the most normal things that’s ever happened to me. Unless…” She frowned. “Unless my life has been so weird for so many years that weird is really normal. Which would make this really, really weird. Which doesn’t mean bad! I mean, weird can be good. We’re all a little weird, right? And sometimes weird is good. Also,” she went on hurriedly, because he was giving her an odd, uncertain look, “I know I’m babbling and I’m not doing it because I don’t want you to kiss me again, because I really do. Want you to kiss-”
Xander tilted her face back and kissed her again. This time there was no jangling, no memories of Spike or Angel. Just Xander’s lips, a little clumsy, but sweet and warm too, moving against hers. His fingers sliding into her hair, making her scalp tingle. The comforting, steadying rhythm of his heart. A crisp breeze, laced with salt from the ocean and the scent of Ponderosa Pines, tumbled about her shoulders.
Inside the house, something went ding!
“Guess our hot chocolate’s ready,” Xander whispered, his breath fanning her skin. “I guess we should…”
“Chocolately goodness combined with Xandery goodness,” sighed Buffy. “Sounds like a plan.”
5/20/2008