His wild thoughts

Stacy relented and slept in bed with him. During the night he had the blanket all to himself as he lay on his back. Frustrated, she drag it back to her and sighed. This was why she didn't want him here.

Eventually, she slept on his chest without knowing when he pulled her close. Morning nature awoke her, slowly, she opened her eyes to see her hand on his hard little brother.

Stacy darted her gaze upward to see Xander smiling absurdly. He threw her that kiddish smile. Stacy rolled her eyes and yanked away from him. "What were you doing?" She scolded him.

"Huh?" He played stupid.

"What were you thinking?" She threw him that exasperated look. "You were having wild thoughts" she assumed. "Huh, Xander, huh?" She beat him up again. Then he caught her hand.

"It's not my fault, you were so close and I suddenly. . .Ah," he couldn't complete his statement because of her eyes. She wasn't loving this he could see that. "I want you that's why" he confessed.

"Really huh? By deliberately turning yourself on?" She asked, but couldn't beat him up because her hands were pinned in his. "Jerk, what are you trying to do? Make us one?"

"I really want to do that but if you don't want it, then it's not happening just touch me now please"

"Huh? Your wish" she took her hand back. "Train that thing of yours not to turn on like it has some kind of remedy to put it off" she was about to leave the bed.

"Stacy don't do this to me" he pleaded. "Don't kill me"

Stacy laughed. "Kill you? No, it's just discipline"

"But it's just the second time, in 120 years. Please just tame it" he took her hand.

"No, it's too tiring" she pulled her hand. "Maybe after now, you won't turn yourself on"

Xander frowned. The craving and hunger were coupling. "You caused it anyway, you make it always yearn for you, you turned it on by touching me all night" he accused her. Well, she was touching him because she never knew she was lying on him.

"Don't lie against me" she turned the table. "I can never do that unless you made me"

"Your hand on me woke me and I made your. . .Hand touch. . .Me firmly 'cause it felt so good" he doesn't hide it.

Stacy bit her lips. "This is leading nowhere, I'm not touching you and that's. . ." She didn't finish because he kissed her. Stacy frowned. "It didn't work, so stop I'm not. . ." He kissed her again.

Jerk, he was trying to seduce and manipulate her into touching him but her hand, her hand would get tired. "Stop it, Xander, don't" she warned him.

"What should I do then to get you to touch me?" He asked pleadingly.

"Nothing, just speak to it and tell it that no one is around to satisfy it okay? Bye"

"Stacy!" He called her before she could get to the door but she proceeded anyway. Swiftly, he pinned her to the bed. How did he. . . Oh, jerk! Jerk! Jerk!

"Shit!" She cursed. "I hate you" she yelled.

"Whatever, you aren't leaving without turning off my dick, either I enter you or you tame it" he demanded.

"Urgh! Jerk! You are just too. . .Too, crazy, I so much. . ."

"Want me, admit it, baby, you want me too. Just let your guards down and let me in huh?"

"Fine, I'll touch you, now get off me, jerk!"

Xander sighed. "Sorry Stacy, I don't want to discomfort you but you make me this crazy" he sat down while she adjusted her clothes and hair.

"I make you crazy really? You are the one that wants me to go mental, I can't take it all at once with your. . ." She paused when she saw she was almost reminding him of his life. "Get your dick closer" she whispered.

Xander did just that and she loosened the waistband and planted her hand in. Xander stared at her annoyed face but in his eyes, she looked cute and he suddenly felt like kissing her. He did go for it.

He kissed her wild, and Stacy responded, he might be new to this but damn he was a good kisser. She massaged that little brother of his with the kiss going wild.

. . .

Xander did not go to work that day, he spent the whole day cleaning his room while Stacy was in her room all day, he'd massaged her hand and apologised for tiring it. But she didn't give that beating and curses and glares and fitting reply.

Something was off, Stacy would have come out of her room and teased him to the core and also seduce him too. It was night already and she hasn't prepared dinner.

Xander left what he was doing and went to her room. "Stacy" he called when he spotted her on the bed under her blanket.

He went closer to see she was shaking. "Are you. . ."

"Xander, I feel so tired," she said with a shaky voice. Was it because of him she was this sick? Living with him, getting to know him and tolerating him and also taming him must have been too much. This was all his fault.

"How are you feeling?" He stroked her hair and she swallowed.

"My tongue tastes bitter and my head. . ." She shut her eyes shivering under the blanket. "I have a terrible headache and it's uncomfortable," she said in a brittle tone as if she was on the verge of crying. "I feel miserable, my stomach hurts. Xander, I'm sick" she whispered.

"I'm sorry, all this is because of me, I told you not to push it then but you. . ."

"Just shut up and treat me," she said in a voice that sounded like a whisper.

"I don't know how," he said with his head bowed. He has never cared for anyone not even himself.

"Oh God, what do you know how to do?" She managed to sit upon her head spinning. "Use your phone please, I feel so tired"

Xander sat next to her and gently placed her head on his shoulder. "I'm here okay? You'll be just fine"

"What you should have said earlier" she enunciated even when her voice was low.