Slayer Injustice
by Holliday
Rating: R

Disclaimer: In space none can hear you scream...btw... Jennifer Aniston girl just leave his cheatin ass. It maybe Brad Pitt but sweety once u go black u never go back.
Author's Notes: Another installment in my current B/F love scapades.

I lie awake in bed and I wonder, what she's doing if she's sleeping does she dream and if she does what she sees. Then a stab of jealous races thru me and I stop and I see him in bed with her and suddenly I'm sick. I hate him, I hate his cornfed goodlooks most of all I hate him for being able to be closer to her than I'm allowed.

Closing my eyes I drift back into my slumber. There is a knock at my door throwing off my sheet I get up I go to my door opening it I already know it's her. I let her in as move out the way she casts a look at my bed and before I even shut the door she's removing her clothes.

Wrapping her in my arms I place a few gentle kisses on her neck. She turns around and my lips find hers we kiss for a long moment. It's gentle until it becomes deeper as our tounges dance together my hands begin to travel the expanse of her back. Her skin is warm and inviting soft to the touch and I meld myself to the contours of her body.

Lying her down on the bed I trace every inch of her with my finger- tips. She moves into my every touch. My mind has knows every inch of her as if I've been given a map of her body. I replace my hands with my lips and she moans out as I begin my journey again.

She lies naked before me and I know this is going to be another long night. It always is with us we push each other to the brink of exhaustion and then return to the boring lives we lead outside of slaying. I know she gets annoyed with the scoobies sometimes and she knows I hate being civil. Yet we it's the roles we have been cast into and here we stay.

I never bring up her life outside of the two of us because when she's here there is nothing just her. She never mentions them and I can tell some part of her is happy that I don't. Yet eventually I know where this could possible lead. Neither option will get a ringin endorsement from me and she knows it, but eventually one of us will have to do the hurting and somehow I know it's going to be my doing.

Buffy is wrapped in my arms we are still both naked the room is basked in our our love making, and I find it hard to wake her. I don't really want to let her leave but I know if she isn't in school there will be questions. Questions she's not ready to answer. Yet I know one of has to be the responsible one so I kiss her neck. going lower I nip at her thighs until she begins to squirm. Biting down harder she yips and I hear stress my name.

"Faaaaithhhhhhh." She doesn't get up instead she just opens herself to me more and for an instant I think of just having my way with her, because I can. She won't deny me she never could we both know it, but I know now isn't the best time. So instead I tear myself away from her and go back to my side of the bed.

She pouts at me her eyes betraying the mock hurt. She sighs as she gets out of bed. I watch her head into the bathroom and I think maybe we could have a shower. I think better of myself knowing she'll never leave here if I let myself go in there. Forty-five minutes later she's out of there and dressed for school.

I've since dosed off again I never really was much of a morning person, I've grown to appreciate since being with her but still I love the night life. She's leaning on the bed and kisses me. Opening my eyes I look up to her she really is beautiful, and even though she knows it she never lets it go to her head.

"I'm leaving now."

"Ok."

"Ok that's it. You aren't going to kiss me good bye or anything."

"Hadn't planned on it."

"I hate you."

"No you don't, you just that to get me to do something. I know you all too well."

"You don't know anything." She bites back. She really is something. Instead I sit up I look at her catching her eyes I lower my voice and hold her gaze.

"I know if I get out of this bed you are not going anywhere for the next few days." She has something ready to fly out of her mouth but I move like I'm getting up and she stops.

"Ok I'm going be at the Magic Box after."

"What's in it for me?"

"A Buffy treat."

"Babe I can have a Buffy treat anytime I want."

"You are so cocky, one of these days I'm going to put a stop to it."

"You could try but then we'd both be miserable so let's agree to finish this later."

"Fine, just be there."

"I'll have bells on." She rolls her eyes as she walks out the door I in turn roll over and go back to bed.

*****

Magic Box...

It's always strange to be here. I was always the villian of the happy clan and now, I'm the new best friend. Sometimes all there sugery, sweetness makes me want to resort back to my J.d. behavior. Yet B seems to have an affliction for the wholesome scene and I have a thing for her so I just post up somewhere and relax. I was doing fine until in walks Soldier boy and B. They seem to be having a heart-felt moment until I really look at her she's faking and it and he's buying it.

Now this is a side of her I've never seen, and I'm intrigued. She catches me looking at her and she distances herself from him. She looks at me and I know she wants my attention. Thinking quickly.

"So you want to train."

"Yes." She blurts it out and is folling me into the back room, the door isn't even closed and she's kissing me, I don't stop her. Instead I move us to a wall. I begin to lick her neck as my hand makes its way under her blouse. She pulls me in closer as my thigh presses against her center.

We are lost in each other again. It's always like this. Which is why we rarely do this in public, we can't concentrate and in our line of work it's dangerous. Yet right now we aren't in danger of being killed just found out and that is not a good thing, well not for Soldier boy but it's his funeral not mine....

...to be continued...