Sleepovers
by Faithful_chickie
Rating: NC-17
Disclaimer: I own nothing. All Joss stuff (just borrowing). Thank you
Joss!
Spoilers: Set during season 3.
Dedication: To a sweetie - Beb´s : ]
Feedback: Yeah, sure. Okay, Pleaseee.
Faith looked over squinting in the dark. Buffy's eyes were closed. *She's asleep.* They had just returned from a midnight movie and Buffy had asked Faith if she wanted to just stay over since it was so late.
Everything had been gradually progressing friendship-wise, but this was their first sleepover. The brunette would be making a special entry in her diary, to note the occasion, as was her habit with anything concerning Buffy.
Faith rolled on her side to gaze at the older slayer. *She's so beautiful… She's so perfect… I love her soooo much.* The brunette's lovely lips curled into a smile as she remembered their evening in the movie theatre. Buffy had insisted that they share a popcorn and even a soda.
Earlier The Same Evening
"It's cheaper this way, Faith. Otherwise they really stick it to you." Buffy insisted smiling at her fidgety companion.
"Sure B. It don't matter to me." The brunette responded casually, but her heart was doing triple time. *I'm gonna be drinking from the same cup as Buffy. Ohhhh… wow…*
"Hey Faith… Earth to Faith." Buffy laughed as Faith's head snapped up. The brunette had been fiddling with the zipper on her leather jacket and appeared to be a million miles away.
"Uh.. I'm sorry. Whaddya say?" She asked blushing.
Buffy grinned at her. "Is Diet Coke okay?"
"Whatever you want. Doesn't matter to me," the brunette responded, shrugging as she spoke. *Hell, I'll drink a cup of sand if you want, B.*
Faith looked past the little blonde as if she saw someone she recognized across the lobby. Buffy frowned immediately turning around to look. "Do you see someone you know?" She asked with a hint of jealousy.
"Don't know. Hey, I'm gonna go use the bathroom. I'll be right back." Faith started to walk away, but Buffy grabbed her arm.
"No. Wait until after we get our popcorn and I'll go with you."
"B, I'm pretty sure I can find the bathroom by myself." Faith chuckled pulling her arm free and sauntering off.
The blonde's eyes narrowed. *Who did she see?! Did she just go off to say hi to someone?!… Maybe she's meeting up with someone in the bathroom?!… And dammit, why is this line so slow?!* Buffy cursed under her breath as she strained to keep Faith within sight.
The brunette sighed with relief once she entered the bathroom. *Just need to have a minute to myself that's all.* She made her way to the sink to wash her hands. *Gonna share popcorn with B… gotta have clean hands… don't wanna food poison her or nothin'..*
Faith didn't notice the bubbly pink-haired girl who was checking her out. The brunette pushed back her sleeves and started washing her hands, catching a glimpse of her admirer in the mirror.
"Hi." The girl stepped toward Faith wearing a sexy smile.
"Hey yourself." The brunette glanced around toward the door as it swung open and Buffy strode in carrying the large popcorn and drink.
The blonde slayer took in the scene. "Who's this?!" She glared at the pink-haired girl.
"I don't know. I was just washing my hands." Faith was confused by the outburst.
The pink-haired girl nervously looked from Faith to Buffy and then tried to walk out, but the blonde stepped in front of her.
"Excuse me, you psycho!" The girl stared back in annoyance.
"B, whaddya doing?" Faith put her hand on the little slayer's shoulder. "Let her leave."
"What are you protecting her for?!" When Buffy turned to yell at Faith, the pink-haired girl used the opportunity to escape.
"Huh?!" Faith wasn't sure what was going on. She stared at the blonde for a minute before reaching to take the snacks, "Here I'll carry that for ya, B."
Buffy still frowned as they took their seats. *Maybe she's lying to me… Either that or the pink-haired girl was coming onto her… and what was Faith doing… flirting?!*
"Can you see over that guy's head? I'll switch with ya… if you want." Faith offered as she dusted off the armrest for Buffy. *Dang, I'm sorry B. Why are you so pissed off?… Whatever I did… I'm sorry.*
"No, I'm fine." Buffy couldn't see over his head, but she didn't care. Once the lights went out, she'd mostly be staring at Faith's profile anyway. Her lips… Buffy was fascinated by Faith's lips. She could hardly wait to suck on the same straw, so she grabbed at the drink the second after Faith took her first sip.
"Easy! Geez, B. Lemme finish gettin' a drink, will ya?" Faith took a long sip glancing at Buffy as the blonde pulled at the cup again. "Okay! Here!" *Maybe this ain't so fun after all.* The brunette handed her the drink cup and looked back at the screen.
Buffy held the cup low looking for the lipstick marks on the straw. She placed her mouth on the same spot and closed her eyes as she sucked. *This was just in Faith's mouth… mmmmmmm.*
"Hey B, you gonna share that or what?" Faith asked with a mouth full of popcorn as she reached blindly toward Buffy unwilling to turn from the screen. "Wow. Look at that shit blow up!" Faith bounced with excitement. *How do they do that?! Man, these are some cool special effects!*
The blonde watched her with a smile. She moved the cup just out of reach, holding her breath as Faith's hand fell on her breast.
*Huh?!… Is that?!* The brunette froze then gently felt what she was touching. *Omigod! It is!… It's her… oh… so soft… her nipple is getting hard… ohhh… I can't breathe…* Faith sucked in hard and choked on her popcorn.
"Faith, are you okay?!" Buffy slapped her on the back a few times as Faith motioned for the cup. "Oh. Sorry. Here."
"No… I'm okay." The younger slayer gasped out the words, ignoring the stares from the aggravated patrons.
"Hey, Shhhh!" Someone a few rows ahead hushed them.
"Whatever!" Buffy spoke up with a snide voice.
"Hey B, cool it." Faith whispered, "I wanna see the rest of this movie."
The blonde tucked a few locks of the younger slayer's long, dark hair back, then leaned in close enough to tickle Faith with her warm breath. "If you say so,… but this movie is pretty lousy. How's the popcorn?"
Before Faith could respond, Buffy was reaching deep into the bag currently wedged between her thighs. Faith could feel Buffy's hand moving around between her legs, she squeezed her eyes shut. "Uh… whatcha doing?"
"Shhhh." The blonde hissed; staying close enough so that her lips brushed against Faith's ear. "Tsk. Tsk. Faithy… people are trying to watch the movie, remember?!" Her tongue grazed the brunette's earlobe on the last word, causing Faith to jump. Buffy smiled as the younger slayer pulled away and glanced at her with uncertainty.
"Here." The blonde actually grabbed a few kernels of popcorn from the bag. She lifted them to the younger girl's mouth encouraging Faith with her big green eyes. The brunette watched her warily as she parted her lips.
Buffy placed the popcorn delicately on Faith's tongue. The younger slayer closed her mouth giving Buffy a smile as she happily munched it. Satisfied that the blonde wasn't just going to cram it in her mouth, and cause her to choke, Faith trustingly turned her full attention back toward the movie and let Buffy feed her. *Wow, this is great. I can just watch the movie… WAIT!… did B just lick my ear?!*
Buffy sat hypnotized watching with heavy-lidded eyes as the softest, fullest, red lips pulled each fluffy kernel from her fingertips. She sighed inwardly, staring, hoping for that occasional flick of the tongue. *Hmmm… what a pretty mouth… such a pretty mouth… soft, soft lips… oh Faithy… her tongue tickles… hehe…* Buffy giggled.
"Shhhh, B. This is a funny part." Faith said without turning from the screen. "Look. See, that guy's gonna get his head blown off… right… now." There was the sound of gunfire and an explosion; Faith laughed. "See, I told ya, B. Damn, I can write this crap."
"Uh - huh." The blonde mumbled and nodded unable to look away from those beautiful lips as they now curled into an enticing smile.
"You're right, B. This movie's real shit. You wanna leave?" Faith turned toward her catching the blonde off guard.
"Yeah, I don't care." Buffy looked away quickly.
*Was she just starin' at me or somethin'… Nahhhh… wishful thinkin'.* Faith arched an eyebrow in confusion as Buffy suddenly wiggled her fingers in front of the brunette's face.
"We don't have any napkins… and they're all buttery… so…" Buffy held her breath wondering if Faith would do it. *I want in that mouth. Open up, Faithy.* Her whole body heated up as Faith opened her mouth and allowed Buffy to slip a finger in.
The brunette sucked gently on each of Buffy's fingers. *Wow. I like this. Yep… popcorn's good… buttery popcorn… the movies… Buffy's fingers… in my mouth… ahhhh… in my mouth?!!!!* Faith's eyes popped open but Buffy had started to get up.
"C'mon. Let's go." She ordered as she tugged the leather clad girl from her seat.
Dedication: To Beb´s and Tig. : ]
"So… you wanna go slaying or somethin'…" Faith suggested dragging the toe of her boot in tiny circles as they stood on Buffy's porch. "I mean… unless you're kinda tired."
"No. I just want to go to bed."
Faith's heart sank. "Okay B. Goodnight, and um… thanks for the movie."
"Hey, where do you think you're going?!" Buffy grabbed the brunette by the back of her jacket, pulling her into the house. "You might as well stay over; it's pretty late."
"Yeah, alright." Faith rubbed her palms on her shirt, trying to dry them as she followed the blonde up to her bedroom.
"Here, you can sleep in this." Buffy tossed Faith a tiny tank top.
"Uh… um… B, I don't think that I'll fit into this. It looks kinda small." Faith glanced at the top and then down at her own chest.
The blonde shrugged, "So it'll be tight. So what?! Are you going to whine about it?" She opened another drawer, "So Faith… you really didn't know that girl?"
"Uh-uh. Nope. Hey,… Um… what about some shorts or somethin', ya know like pajama bottoms?" Faith asked as she stripped her jacket and shirt off.
Buffy stood with her back toward Faith, watching her undress in the mirror as she feigned some great search, opening and closing dresser drawers the blonde rummaged around, glancing up to peek.
"Hmmm? Doesn't look good, Faith. I think you're going to have to sleep in your panties. I guess it's time for me to do laundry. But you'll live though, right?"
*Shit… good thing I wore underwear.* Faith blushed as she pulled off her leather pants, revealing tiny black panties. "Yeah, no biggie."
Buffy turned around, sucking in her breath when she caught sight of the other slayer. *Oh my god, she's gorgeous… that body… jezuz… I going to sleep next to that. Hurray me!* The blonde continued to gape at her. *That's what's under all that leather… look at those… uhhhh… her chest… her perfect little butt… ugh… she's sooo pretty it hurts…* The blonde winced.
"B, are you okay?! Is somethin' wrong?!" Faith panicked, rushing to the older slayer's side.
"No. No, I'm fine… it's my shoulder from the night before. I'll be fine. Just get in bed." Buffy grabbed up her pj's and headed for the bathroom.
"I'll rub it for you, if ya want. Maybe that'll help." Faith smiled innocently at Buffy as she jumped onto the bed and under the covers. *I love her… hmmm… I love her sooo much… Buffy… everybody loves Buffy… she's perfect… and I get to sleep next to her… Holy Fuck… and Wow!*
As soon as Buffy had shut the bathroom door, she leaned up against it and took several deep breaths. *Oh boy!* The blonde's lips slowly turned up into a grin as she slipped her hand down the front of her pants and into her panties. *She's soooo hot… and now she has me so hot… and wet… mmmmm…*
Buffy's fingers slid over her clitoris; she licked her lips and rubbed the little nub back and forth lightly as she thought of Faith's mouth and Faith's tongue. *Oh god yes!… licking me… sucking on my… ahhhhhhhhh!* "Faith!" Buffy moaned as she came and slid down the door.
The younger slayer bounced around in excitement waiting for Buffy to return to the room. She laid on the bed tossing Mr. Gordo in the air and catching him. *I get to sleep next to Buffyyyyy… I get to sleep next to Buffy.* Faith was practically singing it in her head. She sat up with a start when Buffy returned and walked casually back into the room.
"Hey." Faith said nervously, taking in the blonde's messy hair, and odd manner. *She's out of breath or somethin'… oh no, my poor Buffy.* "B, are ya alright? What's wrong?! Is it your shoulder? Are ya gettin' sick?! I can go get your mom if you want…"
"NO!" Buffy ran her hand through her blonde locks turning away from the younger girl. Her voice softened, "No, Faith. I'm okay. It's just a little warm in here… that's all. Now get back into bed."
"Okay." Faith spoke sullenly, appropriately chastised and now frightened that Buffy might tell her to leave. "Sorry."
"Shhhh." The blonde hushed her as she flipped off the lights and shut the door, slipping wordlessly into the bed next to the brunette. Buffy reached over and ran her finger down Faith's cheek and over her lips. "Did you have fun at the movies?" She whispered, feeling her desire rising once more.
Faith smiled, "You know I did. I always have fun with you, B." She blushed and suddenly tried to look away, feeling like a bit of a sap.
Buffy smirked at Faith's innocence. *A little girl in leather… mmmm… my little girl.* The blonde chuckled slightly.
"Faithy?"
"Uh... yeah?" Faith swallowed hard and gazed into Buffy's green eyes. *Wow, she has the most beautiful eyes I've ever seen. I could just die looking in them.*
"I have fun with you too." Buffy tapped her on the nose. "In fact, so much fun that I want you to stay here with me during Christmas break. It'd give us that much needed bonding time. You know… do a little training, some slayage, a few more really terrible movies." Faith laughed. Buffy smiled as she continued, "… get in a little dancing at the Bronze,… catch up on our sleepover quota… and whatever else… I mean, how long have we been friends and this is our first sleepover!… tsk. tsk… we've fallen behind… I want for us to be closer; I really do Faith. I want us to be better friends." Buffy grinned at the brunette, "Does that sound like a plan? Whaddya say chica? Sleepover every night… Keep me company?"
"Uh-huh… Yeah… yes… Sure B. I want to. I do. I want to be good friends." Faith's eyes filled with tears. "I'll stay here with you. I'll keep you company."
"Good. Okay, tough-stuff, let's get some sleep." Buffy laughed and gave Faith a kiss on the forehead, before laying back down to close her eyes.
Faith held still, listening to Buffy's breathing as it slowed and became more even. She turned her head, squinting in the dark. Buffy's eyes were closed. *She's asleep.* The brunette sighed, and rolled on her side to gaze at the older slayer. *She's so beautiful… She's so perfect… I love her soooo much.* Faith smiled as she replayed the evenings events in her head, and thought about the ones to come.
Buffy woke up first. A delicious smile spread across her face, as she felt something soft in her arms. *Mmmm… I don't want to get up.* Sometime during the night, Faith had curled up like a kitten and crawled into Buffy's arms. Now the little blonde's senses were wrapped in the warm blanket of Faith's proximity. She squeezed the younger slayer against herself and purred.
There was a light knock on her door, and then her mother's voice, "Buffy… Buffy? Honey, get up. Your dad will be here in less than an hour to pick you up… You have to get up now. Sweetie?"
*Ugh!… I wanna stay here with Faith.* Reluctantly, the blonde opened her eyes and stumbled to the door.
"Yeah, mom. I'm awake, but be quiet. Okay? Faith is still asleep." Buffy whispered stepping out into the hall. She pulled the door closed and followed her mom downstairs.
"Oh? Alright… so Faith stayed here last night. How nice."
Buffy cleared her throat. "About that mom, I kinda asked her if she'd stay here for awhile. You know, just during Christmas break. That way, her and I can get in some quality bonding time. It'd be good for our slaying technique… Make us more synchronized… more effective. Get it?" She looked at her mother who stood staring at her. "C'mon mom. You're not mad I didn't ask first, are you? I mean, it just sorta happened; it seemed right… I want for her and I to be closer friends."
Joyce shook her head, "No, that's not it Buffy. I'm not mad. Although, you asking first would have been more appropriate…" Joyce gave her a slight disapproving nod, then smiled. "No, I was just stunned. That's all. A few weeks ago, I recall having to twist your arm to get you to invite that poor girl over… just for a decent meal, and now you want her as your houseguest." Joyce paused. "So guess what… I'm thrilled. I am! A little love is just what that girl needs. She's really very sweet Buffy, and I'm glad that you're finally giving her a chance. I'm proud of you." Joyce reached up and smoothed back a few locks of her daughter's blonde hair. "That's my baby."
"Thanks mom. I'm going to call Willow and Xander and ask them to help Faith today while I'm at Dad's. I want her to be moved in by the time I get back." Buffy grinned, grabbing the mug from her mother's hands. "Best Friendsville here I come."
Joyce said with a smile, "I was hoping you two would grow closer, like you and Willow."
Buffy coughed, choking on the sip of coffee she had just taken. The little slayer held up her hand. "I'm okay mom. …But my friendship with Faith is going to be different. Willow will always be my BEST friend, but Faith will be… Well I don't know… um… close in a slayer best friend, best everything sort of way. Does that make sense? Faith is just too different from Willow."
"You know Buffy,… that whole tough girl routine of hers is just an act. She really is nothing more than a little girl who's parents didn't or couldn't take care of her. I don't know which; but everything she does is a cry to be loved and accepted. I want you and your friends to treat Faith right, you hear me? Look out for her and be the good girl that I raised you to be." Joyce gave Buffy a stern look.
"Yes mother." Buffy turned away to hide a wicked smile.
"Now hurry up and get showered. That's enough coffee," Joyce said as she pulled the mug away from her daughter and swatted her playfully on the behind.
Buffy glanced over at the bed constantly as she got dressed. *… certainly are few treats as great as this.* She leered at the sight of Faith in a tight tank top, and tiny panties… with the covers all tangled at her feet and her hair dark tresses all tangled around her face. *She's so alluring… sexy… and yummy soft.*
Buffy gazed at the younger girl in her bed, lovingly taking in every detail. *Faith asleep… puffy red lips open slightly… I love those lips… her occasional mumbling… she mumbles funny things in her sleep… that's the absolute cutest… ahhh… and her chest as she breaths…. rising and falling in that rhythmic sleepy pattern way… look at her breasts in that scrap of cloth she's wearing… I can see her nipples pressed up against the fabric… oh, I want suck on those nipples… oh yes…*
Buffy slowly lifted her skirt; she wasn't wearing any underwear. *What if she wakes up?… oh yes!!* The little slayer smirked at the thought, as she ran her fingers between her lips and against her clitoris. Buffy had begun to masturbate right there in the room. *Oh Faith… mmmm… I'm sorry horny right now… I need to come… look at what you do to me… open your eyes and catch me…* Buffy's fingers slipped against her wetness; she lifted herself up onto the dresser and spread her legs wide facing the bed and Faith.
*Oh… yes, I want you to… catch me… open your eyes… and see me touching myself for you… look at my pussy… mmmmmmmm* Her hand moved faster, increasing the pressure as she stared at the other girl. *Oh jeepers… I'm gonna cum… ahhhhhhh!* Buffy arched her back, leaning up hard against the mirror behind her and almost falling off the dresser entirely.
Faith stirred, mumbling and clutching Mr. Gordo tighter. Buffy slipped off of the dresser to lay back down next to the brunette. "Faith.." She whispered, running her finger over Faith's lips. The brunette murmured, opening her mouth slightly. Buffy smiled and slipped her finger in, feeling a rush between her legs as she passed over the absolute softness of Faith's tongue.
The blonde watched with utter fascination as some natural instinct caused the younger girl to suck on her finger. *OH MYYYY!… mmmmm* Buffy reached down between her legs with her other hand. *Oh god yes… mmmm… ohhhh… yes.. that finger was just inside of me, Faithy… can you taste it?…can you taste me?* She moaned as she felt herself getting close. *Oh I can… oh I'm gonna… I'm gonna… I'M SOOOO GONNA CUM AGAIN… AHHHHHHHHH!*
Buffy turned her face away and bit into her pillow, trying to muffle her screams of pleasure. She felt Faith move and pulled her finger out quickly.
"Huh?… huh… B?…" The brunette whimpered in confusion.
"Shhhhh. Hush. Go back to sleep. It's okay." Buffy wrapped her arms around Faith rocking her gently until she settled down and fell back asleep. *Thank god this girl sleeps like the dead.* Buffy chuckled to herself, smoothing back Faith's hair. Now that her passion was momentarily sated, she questioned the wisdom of being so bold.
*After all, little Faithy's stories are just that… stories. That's an obvious. Faith may have boinked a few more guys than me, but there isn't much more to it than that… Despite what Faith may believe, she is definitely not worldly. Hmmm… how funny, that is… All I had was a souled vampire turned psycho… once! And I still know what's going on quicker than my Faithy.* Buffy kissed the other slayer on the top of her head and whispered, "I don't want to, but I have to go for now. Bye sweetie."
Buffy pouted as she carefully climbed out of the bed. The blonde then picked up the note she had written from her nightstand, and placed it on the pillow next to Faith. *See you later, Faithy.* She smiled as she closed the door slowly, waiting for the click before releasing it.
Buffy bounded down stairs. "Bye Mom." She stopped to give her mother a kiss goodbye before racing out the front door. "Hi Daddy." The blonde slipped into the front seat of her father's Mercedes, grinning as the leather kissed her bare bottom.
Faith awoke with a smile. *Buffy… I looooove Buffy.* She sighed and opened eyes. *Huh?!* The brunette sat up disoriented; it took her a moment to recall where, and why she was there. *Ahhh… I'm at Buffy's.* She sank back down into the bed and took several deep breaths; it was intoxicating. *I'm surrounded by everything Buffy… I don't ever want to leave.* The young slayer beamed as she remembered that she wouldn't have to… leave, not for several weeks anyway. *Oh B… I love you.*
Faith glanced around the room wondering why Buffy hadn't come back from the bathroom yet. When Faith had first awoken and didn't see her, she had just assumed Buffy was in the bathroom, but quite a bit of time had passed now and still… no Buffy.
*Did she change her mind?!… Does she just want me to get out and take a hint?!* The young brunette began to cry, panicked. *Maybe I talked too much in my sleep. I do that… I'm stupid. I'm so stupid. I shouldn't of gone to sleep. I shoulda jus' laid here… I was gonna jus' watch her sleep… that's what I meant to do… stupid Faith, you wreck everything!* Her tears flowed freely now, she lifted her hand to swipe at her eyes, when she heard a soft knock at the door.
*Buffy!… No wait, Buffy wouldn't knock on her own bedroom door.* "Yeah?" Faith called out, uncertain and still upset.
The door opened and Willow stepped in, hesitant. "Hi Faith."
"Huh?… Oh, hi Red. Buffy's not here." Faith sniffled and turned away trying to hide her face.
*Has she been crying?! Nahhh….. Wait, she has! Awww… how sweet! I think she's upset because Buffy's not here. Awww Faith… Gosh, she looks like she's about eight years old.. okay, she'd be a very well-developed eight year!… ha ha… but still… sitting there in her little underwear and holding Mr. Gordo… her hair all mussed. She's so cute. So much for your tough girl rep, Faith.* Willow smiled and sat down on the bed next to Faith. "What's wrong?" She asked softly, curbing her urge to reach out and touch the younger girl.
"Nothin'. I got somethin' in my eye. Sorry that B isn't here. I don't know where she is. I was jus' leavin' anyhow." The brunette placed the stuffed pig down on the bed very tenderly and moved to get up.
Faith had no idea how well liked she had just made herself. In a matter of minutes with her guard down, she had just outdone all her weeks of silly strutting and desperate attempts at looking cool. She had just gained Willow's affection, and that was something that all who know Willow understood to be priceless.
"Hmm? That's unlike Buffy." Willow couldn't resist teasing the girl a bit. *God, she sooo cute right now. I don't want her to transform yet… into bitchy Faith. I'll just play with her for a sec'… bond a little.* The newly wiccan girl hid her grin. She immediately had Faith's attention.
"How do ya mean?" The brunette slayer turned toward the red head, hopeful.
*Awww… geezie… she still has little sleep marks on the side of her face. I just wanna kiss her. Now I see what Buffy is talking about. She's adorable.* Willow couldn't hold back any longer and gave Faith a big smile. "I guess what I mean is that Buffy always leaves a note. Even when she ran away, she left a note." Her lips twitched at the sight of Faith's excitement.
"OH! Well… then there has to be a note here. Red, help me find it please!" Faith jumped up to shake the blanket and lift the pillows.
Willow watched her for moment before reaching down and picking the note up off the floor where it must have fallen. She toyed with the idea of watching Faith for a few more minutes. *She looks like a kid on Christmas morning shaking the wrapped packages… Yep Faith, that 'I don't give a damn' persona… honey, it's officially dead in my eyes.* Willow laughed and held out the note, "I think this is what you're looking for."
"Thanks Red… I mean Willow. You're the best." Faith snatched the note from Willow.
"Faith, it's okay if you want to call me Red. I kinda like it; nicknames can grow on person… just like you." Willow smirked and added Faith's usual punctuation to a sentence, "Ya know whadday mean, kiddo?"
The brunette was too involved in opening the note to understand the significance of Willow's playfulness. She just looked up briefly and smiled. "Thanks Red. I mean it. I didn't know what… um, I was suppose to do. But know I do, 'cause I got this note and all."
"Well, what does it say, you silly?"
"Oh yeah," Faith blushed as she looked down to finally read it. *Buffy put a heart over the I in my name!* "She said that she had to go somewhere with her dad, but that she'll be back tonight and… um… it's kinda long, here." She offered the note back to Willow, who read it lickety-split.
"Okay, I know what Buffy wants. Hurry up and get dressed. Xander's waiting for us downstairs." Willow set the piece of paper on the nightstand and turned toward Faith expectantly. She caught the younger girl glancing back at the note and picked it up. "Here, you want it back?"
"Nah! I got the gist of it, Red. Just gimme a minute to pull on some clothes, 'kay?"
"Sure. I have to go talk to Xander really quick, anyway. I'll be right back."
Once Willow left the room, Faith made her way over and picked up the note. *My first note from Buffy.* She folded it very neatly and tucked into an inside pocket of her leather jacket. When she got back to the hotel, she'd put it in her 'Buffy' box.
"You ready?" Willow was back in the doorway, just as Faith finished zipping up her boots. The red head let her eyes stray to where she suspected the note would no longer be. *Yep, I'm going to have to talk to Buffy about this.*
"Okay Red, let's go." Faith was excited. *Friends!*
Dedication: To Beb´s, Tig, Amy N, Piper, and Dan. Thanks for the FB. : ]
"So what's up? Why are you guys wasting your Saturday? You must have better things to do then draggin' your ass around this sorry town with me?!" Faith asked as they walked toward the run down motel the brunette now knew as home.
"Buffy kinda called and told us we had to… Umph! Hey!" Xander shrieked rubbing his side and giving Willow an injured look.
"It's okay Red. I know you guys don't really like me. It's not a secret. But no biggie. Nobody ever does. It's not like it matters to me either, ya know?… 'Cause a slayer doesn't need all that touchy, feely crap, anyhow." Faith glanced at something further down the street as if preoccupied.
Willow followed Faith's eyes. *There's nothing over there, Faith… and you know it… and now I do too. Xander just hurt your feelings.* "That's not exactly true, is it Faith?"
"Huh?!" Faith's eyes narrowed as she peered at Willow.
"You said nobody likes you. That's not true. We all like you,... and Buffy likes you. Buffy likes you a lot."
"She does?" A hopeful smile spread across the young slayer's face.
"Of course she does. She wants you to stay with her during her whole Christmas vacation, doesn't she?" Willow spoke gently trying to reassure the younger girl. She shot Xander a warning glance when the brunette looked away.
"Yeah, I guess she does." Faith had a dreamy smile on her face as she fished around in her pocket looking for the key. "C'mon." She waved them in. "Welcome to casa de la Faith. It's a real shit hole, aint it?" She laughed, tossing the keys, and heading to the closet to grab the things she needed.
"I don't know, Faith. It has a certain charm," Willow tried to be thoughtful. "It's kind of Spartan."
"Yeah, I heard that one before." Faith said dryly as she stuffed clothes into a bag.
"Do you need any help?" Willow asked politely, giving Xander another warning look as he glanced around the shabby room.
"No, I got it Red." Faith replied, smirking. "I travel pretty light... Makes it that much easier, when ya gotta get the hell out of Dodge. Ya know whadday mean, kiddo? Life of a slayer and all."
"Yeah sure." *How did I miss this before? It's so obvious. I can hear it now… in every wise crack she makes.* Willow nodded to Xander who patted the top pocket of his shirt. "Faith?" The red head called out. Faith had stepped into the bathroom.
"Yep?"
"Faith, we'll meet you outside. Xander has to use the pay phone."
"There's a phone in here."
"No, it's alright Faith. Besides, you know how these places like to screw you on telephone calls. I got a quarter; we'll just meet you by the phone in the lobby." Xander shrugged when Willow frowned at his weak explanation.
"Yeah… the lobby," Faith snorted. "Okay. I'll be there in a second."
As Xander and Willow made their way to the office, he removed the envelope Buffy's mom had given him and handed it to Willow. She went up to the counter to pay Faith's bill.
As soon as the door shut, the brunette came out of the bathroom. She moved to the bed, reaching under it to pull out a delicate looking jewelry box, a gift from her grandmother. Faith dug around in the pockets of her leather jacket. She pulled out the ticket stubs from their movie, and a plastic toy ring from the Cracker Jacks that her and Buffy had shared the day before. The last item was the note from Buffy.
Faith placed everything carefully in it, then put the box in with the rest of her stuff and let her eyes sweep over the room. Buffy had told her to pick up a few of her things, but actually she had everything, and it all fit into one bag. The brunette grabbed the strap and slung it over her shoulder with a smile. *The next time I put my junk down, it'll be next to Buffy's stuff.*
Buffy peeked at her watch for the umpteenth time. Her father noticed. "Dad, I'm sorry. It's not like I'm not having fun but…"
"But you're not having fun." Her dad cut in.
The little blonde gave him a pained expression. "It's just that I have a friend who is staying with me, and well… this is her first night at my house."
Mr. Summers held up his hand, "Enough said, princess. We'll get you home." He leaned forward and whispered, "As soon as we get out of this horrible restaurant."
Buffy laughed as her father continued teasing, "Yes, you'd like a reservation? … Uh-huh sir, we cater to all the pompous asses in this area." They both laughed as the waiter cleared his throat.
"Behind you, duck." Faith flung her stake, dusting the vamp near Xander.
He stood up quickly, laughing, "Duck… goose!"
"Huh?!" Faith brushed off her leather pants looking back up at him. "You're one weird dude, ya know that?"
"Yeah, I get that a lot." He reached around and pulled Willow to her feet.
"Do you two wanna get some pizza or somethin'? I'm starved." The brunette offered.
"Count me in."
"Xander, you're always hungry." Willow chided.
"So's she." He squeaked and pointed at Faith.
The brunette shrugged, "Hey a slayer's gotta keep up her strength, ya know?"
"I've got an idea. We can make it a slumber party. We'll stop by the video store, after we pick up the pizza." Willow suggested.
"Ha! A slumber party with boys. Red, I like the way you think." Faith shoved playfully at Willow and wiggled her eyebrows.
"What boys?!" Xander piped up, preparing to be jealous. "Oh! Yeah. Me. I'm the boy."
"Well that's debatable!" Faith laughed and Willow joined in.
"HEY!"
Buffy fumbled with her house keys, excited. *Faith!* She slipped in quietly and stepped past the trio unseen. *What was that?!* Buffy peeked back around. The three of them were crowded on one couch under a blanket and staring at some B movie on the TV.
Faith was laughing and slugging Xander playfully in the shoulder, "Noooo. That's not the line."
"C'mon Faith, I've seen this movie a million times. I should know. Wil, back me up on this."
Willow smiled and passed the pizza box over to Faith who grabbed two pieces and folded them together, taking huge bite. "I'm afraid he's right about that one, Faith."
Buffy chose that moment. "Right about what?" She smiled at Faith and lifted the blanket jumping onto her lap.
Faith glowed, overjoyed that Buffy was back. She could barely get the greeting out, "Hi B."
"Hi yourself. Didya miss me?" The blonde asked with a grin.
Faith and Xander grinned back like idiots. "Uh-huh."
Willow looked from one to the other and then at Buffy in annoyance. *Buffy is such a flirt sometimes. Look at their stupid smiles… I use to smile at her like that too though. Ugh!* "Hi Buffy. We're just having an impromptu slumber party. Sound okay with you?"
They already were in their pajamas. Willow was wearing Tigger pj's; Xander had on sweat pants and a t-shirt, and Faith was wearing a tank top with boxer shorts.
"I think it's a fabulous idea. Don't you Faith?" Buffy reached down grabbing the pizza from Faith's hand and taking a big bite. "Mmmm… this is delicious." Green eyes locked with the younger slayer's brown ones as she chewed slowly.
*She's shameless. Look at poor Faith.* Willow frowned at Buffy. *Oh geez, look at Xander. Doggone-it Buffy!* "Buffy, we have more pizza. You can have your own slice."
"It's okay. Faith, doesn't mind. Do you Faithy?" Both Xander and Faith stared while Buffy licked her lips. "That is some good stuff. Yummy!"
"I'm sure she doesn't." Willow glowered at Buffy. "But we took her out slaying tonight, and she got three vampires… so I'm sure she's pretty hungry."
"And that's not all… is it Faithy?" The blonde gave Faith a knowing smile. The younger slayer coughed and fumbled for her drink.
Xander raised his hand, "She can share my pizza!" He pathetically held out his own slice. Buffy didn't even acknowledge him; she was holding the cup for Faith to take a drink.
Xander watched envious, as Buffy leaned to put the cup down, she brushed her breasts over the brunette slayer's face. Faith appeared to swoon. *Oh man! Talk about luck!* "Hey Buffster, there's room over here. Put your drink over here." Xander motioned to the table on the side of him.
"No. I got it. Thanks Xander." Buffy wriggled around a little, trying to get comfortable. "So what are you guys watching… all curled up on the same couch… under a blanket and in the dark? Xander, you dog!" Buffy laughed teasing him.
He blushed crimson. "Uh… uh… don't look at me. It was Wil's idea."
Buffy raised an eyebrow as she took in Willow's frown. Willow was carefully observing the situation and didn't like what she was seeing. Faith remained quiet during all of this; she had the oddest expression on her face.
*Holy fuck! I don't think B is wearing any underwear… Damn, I know she isn't wearing any!… there's nothin' under that skirt… I can feel her on my leg… jeez… every time she wiggles… ohhhh… wow… she's getting wetter… I don't think I can breath… ummm… ayyyy… errr.* The brunette gulped, as if trying to get oxygen.
"Faith! Are you alright?!" Willow asked concerned. "You look as if you're going to faint."
"She's fine. Aren't you Faith?" The little slayer wiggled her bottom on Faith's lap.
"Buffy, I asked her the question. Stop it, will you?!! It's not as cute as you think."
The blonde's eyes narrowed. *I've had enough of protecto-girl, Wil. Faith's mine!* "What's with you?! Did you and Oz have a fight?" Buffy asked in a snide tone.
*Uh-oh!* Xander elbowed Faith, giving her a 'quick do something' look.
"Uh… uh… uh.." Faith was still struggling to breathe.
"Well that's no help." Xander whispered to her. Buffy's head snapped around.
"What are you saying to her?!!!"
His eyes widened in shock, "Nothin' Buff. Just horsin' around."
Dedication: To Beb´s, Tig, Amy N, Piper, Elizalover, Aby, Vince, Jaime, and always Dan. Thanks for the FB. : ]
"Yeah! Well watch it!… I know what you're up to… and you'd better not touch her!" Buffy poked him hard with her finger. Her warning was icy cold and serious.
"Wha… What?!" Xander stuttered out the word. Willow opened her mouth prepared to lay into Buffy hard.
Faith saw the situation deteriorating and was crushed. *I've never had a slumber party… But I've had plenty of fights.. Don't need another!* Finding her voice, Faith spoke up. "Please don't all start fighting. Can we just watch the movie and eat?" She held up her pizza for Buffy.
Willow bit back her angry words at the sight of Faith near tears. *I'll have this talk with Buffy later.* She sat to the side, still simmering but quietly turned her attention back toward the television.
When the blonde turned her glare from the slightly terrified Xander to the very apprehensive brunette, she softened, "Sure. We can just watch the movie." Buffy leaned forward to take a bite of the pizza that the younger girl held out. *I'll finish this with you other two later.* She settled back in Faith's lap. "What are we watching anyway?"
"A classic Ed Wood flick." Xander responded still uncertain about what he had just witnessed.
"Ugh! Couldn't guys have gotten something actually watchable." Buffy rolled her eyes.
"Faith picked it." Xander nudged the brunette with a laugh, "Told ya Buffy hates this type of stuff."
Faith leaned back into him and lightly pinched him, "Hey bucko, rat me out why dontcha. Some friend you are!" She was laughing with Xander, but froze when she looked up and saw Buffy studying them. They pulled apart quickly, and Faith cleared her throat to explain.
"Sorry B, we didn't know you'd be back early or I would've tried to find something that you liked." Faith smiled apologectically at Buffy.
The blonde eased up, after shooting one last disapproving frown at Xander, then scooted around again on Faith's lap.
Xander glanced at her, "You alright there, Buf? It's like you can't get comfortable. Do you want me to move and you can sit where I'm at right now."
"Nahh… I'm good." The blonde said smiling down at the red-face Faith then she leaned close to the younger girl and whispered, "How 'bout you? Are you good with this?" The brunette swallowed and nodded.
Buffy smirked and reached for Faith's hand under the blanket, placing it on the inside of her thigh. No one seemed to notice as Faith's breathing became more labored.
*Damn… is this really happening?!… Her thighs are so soft… she's so wet… all down the inside of them … will she let me… would she?… might as well try.* Faith slipped her hand higher, then in one last act of courage touched between Buffy's legs. She ran her fingertips lightly over the older girl's pussy. *Ohhhhh… yesssss!… so soft… ahhh… I love you, Buffy… sooo much.*
Xander laughed at some special effects screw up and turned to joke with Faith, but she seemed too engrossed in the movie. His eyes started to move back toward the set, until he glimpsed something.
Xander squinted and looked a little more closely. *Faith's hand is definitely moving. What is she doing?* Xander held his breath and peered back up at Buffy who had her eyes closed and was leaning back against the other slayer. *Why is Buffy panting?! Is Faith… with Buffy?! Nahhhh… Buffy's licking her lips again… Wow!… oh yea… and arching her back… did I say WOW!… She looks so hot!… Oh god! Did she just moan?!! Buffy and Faith! Faith and Buffy! Oh-boy!* Xander shifted uncomfortably; he could feel his erection straining against his sweat pants.
Buffy had opened her eyes slightly to see if either Willow or Xander had noticed. *Ha! Look at Xander! I can see his erection as clear as day. How funny?! You want her, don't you Xander? But she's mine!* Buffy smiled as Faith's fingers slid over her clitoris once more. *Oh yes… that's it Faith… make me cum… Oh no!… WAIT!*
"Faith." Buffy sat up suddenly, "Aren't you tired? Slaying three vampires in one night, you must be exhausted. Maybe we should just hit the hay? Hmmm? What do think, Faith… time for bed?"
"Uh… Yeah. Yeah, I'm really beat… um… bed would be good." Faith smiled up nervously at Buffy.
"Okay then, we're going to watch the rest of the movie. We'll be up there in awhile, Buffy." Willow replied dryly not turning from the TV screen.
"Oh I don't know, I'm pretty tired also." Xander yawned and stretched. "Maybe I'll just go up to bed with them. You don't mind do you, Wil?" Xander turned toward Buffy and Faith with grin. His smile vanished when he met Buffy's eyes. "Uh… on second thought I should keep you company, and I haven't watched this movie in a long time so... I'll just stay here with you, Willow."
Willow glanced at Xander like he was insane. *What the heck is wrong with him?! Good lord! Has everyone here, except for me.. that is, lost their mind?! Ugh! I miss Oz… wonder if it's too late to call him… are his parents both in town these days?… need to ask him on Monday… ooh mid-terms are coming up.*
*Good choice, Xander.* The blonde pushed back the blanket and stood up, extending her hand out to Faith. "C'mon roomie, let's go decide what side of the bed is yours."
Faith took the blonde's hand and obediently followed her up the stairs and to her new bedroom, Buffy's bedroom. Xander watched with longing and sighed heavily. "Wil, I gotta use the bathroom; be back… eventually."
Willow made a face, "Yeah… okay, Xander… and while you're in there, why don't you take a shower… a COLD shower." She turned back toward the TV, shaking her head. *Men! Ugh!*
Buffy shut the door and went over to the dresser, leaning against it. She stood in front Faith who sat on the bed fidgeting.
"Is this what you want, Faith?" Buffy lifted her skirt, finally exposing herself to the other slayer's eyes.
"Yes!" Faith gasped out the answer, swallowing hard to try and quell her nerves. *I love her so much. What if I mess this up?… What if she doesn't like me? What if I'm not very good? I want her so much… it's like too much… it might screw me up.* The brunette had begun to tremble.
"Mmmm!" Buffy put one foot up on the chair and reclined against her dresser spreading her legs as she ran her fingers between the folds and over her clitoris. "Well then little Faithy, come and get it!"
*Huh?!… Oh my god!.. Yessss!* Faith dropped to her knees, and made her way over to Buffy. She looked up at the older girl and said simply,… softly, "I love you."
Faith's eyes then fluttered shut and she brought her lips up to kiss Buffy. The blonde arched into the younger slayer's mouth. *Oh Jeezuzz! WOW!!! Uh… um… mmmmm…* Buffy tangled a hand in the brunette's hair, and used her other to hold herself up as she leaned back.
Faith placed her hands on the blonde's thighs and spread her legs open wider as she lavished the older slayer with her tongue. *Oh Buffyyyyyy… ahhhhh!*
Buffy growled out the word, "YES!" and pulled Faith in closer. *You're mine, Faith… all mine… to do what I want with… I have to take care of you… and you'll take care of me… like this. Faith, that can be your mission, as the second slayer… keep number one happy.* She smiled at that last thought and reached down to stroke Faith's hair and whisper, "That's it, sweetie… that's it… You are sooo good at that. I'm totally going to cum… mmmmm… Make me cum… pleaseeee..." Buffy chuckled, "And afterwards you get a cookie."
*Huh?! Did she say cookie?* Faith heard Buffy suddenly moan and dismissed it. Throwing herself into the task, she returned to her previous thoughts. *I love you… oh Buffyyyy… I'd die for you… I'd kill for you… I live for you… wow… you taste so good… I'd marry you… I'd have your babies… holy fuck, you're sexy…*
The brunette could feel Buffy shudder as she came. Faith's face was soaked with the other slayer's pleasure. The younger girl continued to lick, enjoying the sweet taste of Buffy.
"C'mon. Bed. Now." Buffy grabbed Faith by the hair and roughly pulled her to her feet, causing the brunette to wince in pain. "Shhhh… that didn't hurt… did it?" The blonde asked, arching an eyebrow and smirking.
"No. No. Didn't hurt." Faith breathed out as Buffy pushed her onto the bed and crawled over her.
...continued in part 11...