I Love You
by Justchicky2bme
Rating: NC-17
Disclaimer: Show and characters belong to J.W. and M.E. Lyrics are
from Amneris Letter, Shania Twain. The story is mine.
Notes: I wrote up a few ways to go with this little piece and
finally settled on this one. This was requested by K, I just hope
you like it, and if you don't I can always try again. Fingers are
crossed. For P.
Faith watched as Spike and Buffy left the house to go on patrol. She was supposed to go to but had to do this one thing first. It was hard to watch him walk away with the blond, it hurt. She wondered if Buffy loved him, but found it hard to believe. The brunette couldn't blame the bleach blond vamp, it's hard not to love Buffy. Faith would never have let someone she wanted just walk away, if she wanted someone she'd just go up and get them. But Buffy needed to be treated differently, she wasn't just another screw. Faith felt odd trying to express her feelings to the blond in clear terms the girl could understand, especially with their turbulent past.
::I'm sorry for everything I've said And for anything I forgot to say too::
So many times she had wanted to grab Buffy up and kiss her, but somehow she knew that the blond would reject her. That was one thing that led to the dark slayer's turn to evil. And now, reformed or something close with the world on the brink of war that only these few people here knew about, she needed to let something out.
::When things get so complicated I stumble, at best, muddle through::
In the darkness she climbed the tree and opened the window. She could have just used the door but somehow this felt like the right thing. If she didn't live, or even if she did, Faith had to let Buffy know the one thing that remained on her mind through jail, and throughout all time will always be on her mind, was the blond slayer she had fought beside and against. She regretted her past with Buffy, how she'd tried to hurt the one person who tried to help her, the one person Faith wanted to help her. If she could go back and change things she would, maybe it could've been the two of them, more than slayers, more than friends. Climbing into the room she stumbled over a bedside table, and fumbled for the light switch to the little lamp there.
::I wish that our lives could be simple I don't want the world, only you::
As slayers their lives would never be easy or simple, but if they were together it would make it a whole lot easier on both of them. She sat down on Buffy's bed and inhaled her scent that seemed to hang in the air. Maybe she was being a coward doing it this way. Faith was supposed to be tough, not afraid or shy, that would make her weak. Still she didn't know if there would ever be a time when she could just say the words. It seems so easy, so simple but when the time comes it's hard.
::I wish I could tell you this face to face But there's never the time, never the place::
She placed the letter down on the little table, the letter B scrawled on the front. Her fingers lightly grazing across it as she walked back towards the window. Faith ran her fingers through her hair and contemplated a moment whether to take the letter back and crumple it up. With the words she wrote, even though they would probably seem simple and crude to the blond, those words put her out there on a limb to be hurt. Faith didn't like to voluntarily do that to herself, but again she may not live to see the blond ever again, and if she did well……... If she was going to do anything right in her life this is just something she had to do. Faith climbed out the window with one last glance back, then down the tree and across the yard.
::So this letter will have to do I love you::
Maybe one day Faith would be able to speak those words aloud. Maybe one day Buffy would feel the same. Maybe one day things will be different.
Notes: Well some of you wanted a sequal so here ya go. This is somewhat in my own little universe. I'm writing after have taken some meds for my head so I'm a little out of it, can't even spell right. Tell me your thoughts please.
Buffy walked into her bedroom, shrugging her jacket off and collapsing on the bed. She felt glad the potentials had vacated her room to sleep elsewhere, she needed a place to be away from them. Faith had been late for their patrol, although it seemed pointless at this point. She wondered how soon the first would decide to descend upon her little ragtag crew. With the latest addition of Faith to the group, things were even more chaotic than usual. The feelings that were stirred up in her wake didn't help Buffy concentrate any more on the problem at hand.
She rubbed her face and turned her head to the side noticing the light had been left on. Just as she was about to turn it off she noticed a note with the letter B scrawled across the front. Sitting up she carefully grabbed the note and opened it. Buffy wasn't sure how to react as her eyes ran across each word. It looked as if it was written hastily, maybe just a sloppy writer. Her hand came up to her mouth in surprise as she read the last words. 'I love you. Faith.' What does this girl want from her? Is this some kind of game? Buffy's mind raced with the consequences of what this would do. There had been a time, when they could have been something, there was something. Buffy had tried to help Faith but the dark slayer had turned against her. So many things had happened between them and so many things hadn't. It is just like Faith to add more chaos and confusion to an already bad situation.
'I love you.' She mouthed these words as she read them over and over again. Buffy was trying to figure out Faith's true intentions, but why would she use love as revenge? Dropping the note she rubbed her temples.
'Okay, let's say this is real, Faith really does love me.' Buffy began to mull through the possibilities. 'What am I supposed to say? Hey Faith, read the note, thanks but no thanks. No, how about, so Faith you love me, wow didn't see that one coming, but with this whole apocalypse thing I'm not sure it's gonna work out. Me and Faith, Faith and me, or is it I? I dunno I hated English. Why does she love me? I mean there's always been this thing between us, this little charge I felt just by looking at her. We were good together. But that was a long time ago before she went all dark and I put her into a coma, then there's the whole body switching thing. Don't forget she tried to kill everyone. God Faith why do you have to do this to me? What am I supposed to do now? Maybe I should talk to her.' Buffy fell back on the bed with a sigh of frustration as her mind continued to race. 'I wonder what it would be like. I wonder if there is a different side to her that isn't all rough and tough. I wonder what it would be like to kiss her. Shit I can't believe I am actually considering this. It's… it's just wrong, I mean I'm a girl she's a girl. Girls are Willow's thing not mine. But then again, things haven't worked out with any guy I've been with, things were never just right. But what if she hurts me again? Grrrrrrrrr! Now I'm not gonna get to sleep. She just knows how to pick her moments.'
Buffy got up off her bed and headed down stairs. Maybe some ice cream would help, it usually does in these kind of situations. She crept through the house careful not to disturb anyone and into the kitchen.
'So B sneaking out?' Faith said, she was sitting on a stool eating a rather large sandwich. Of course she'd be down here, why not.
'No just getting some snackage.' Buffy tried not to avoid the girl's eyes and make it obvious she was slightly uncomfortable.
'Have a seat. I have an extra one if you want.' Faith offered her the other rather large sandwich. Buffy wasn't sure what was in it, she wasn't sure she wanted to know either. She accepted it anyway, hoping to stave off any conversation if her mouth had food in it. After a few moments of silence the brunette spoke up. 'So B what's up with you and uhh blond boy, heard you two got all hot and heavy.' She looked up smirking at the blond.
'Like it's any of your business.' Buffy said. She took another bite of her sandwich, it was actually good. What exactly does Faith want from her? She sure wasn't acting any different than normal.
'What ever gets you off. Personally I..'
'What do you want?' Buffy got tired of playing games with her.
'What do you mean?' Now Faith avoided Buffy's eyes and became engrossed in her sandwich.
'You know what I'm talking about, the note.'
'Look I shouldn't have wrote that ok. Just forget about it and you can go on hating me ok. Be just like the good old days.' Faith looked at her, a small glint of anger in her eyes.
'I don't hate you Faith.'
'Whatever B, you can go on believing what you want but I know the truth, I'm not stupid.'
'If you think I hate you so much why'd you write that?'
'It was stupid ok, a moment of stupidity, I shouldn't have done it. Just forget about it.' Faith got up to leave but Buffy grabbed her by the arm pulling her back.
'You can't just tell me you love me then tell me to forget about it Faith.'
'I think I just did.' Buffy held on to her arm tighter.
'When are you going to grow up Faith? I don't hate you. It's hard to forgive you yes, but I don't hate you. I tried to help you, even when you almost choked Xander to death, I still believed I could help you. I wanted to help you so much, and you continued to hurt me.'
'You put me in a coma!'
'You gave me no choice, I didn't want that, I didn't want to hurt you but I had to stop you.'
'I've changed, I've been in jail and no one even bothered to tell me about this whole apocalypse shit and freaky guys trying to kill me. You never came and saw me once.'
'I'm sorry Faith, I know I should have, but I was a little too busy.'
'Of course B, always saving the world.'
'Yes, that's my job. A job you were supposed to do too. It's hard Faith, doing this and sometimes feeling so alone even with my friends around me. We could have been something. You understood what it was like to be a slayer.'
'I still do.'
'Do you really? While you were trying to end the world I was always trying to keep it going, that's what I've been doing for all these years. It's hard to watch my friends get hurt. It was hard when I couldn't save my mom. It was hard dying so Dawn wouldn't and then coming back with this emptiness inside and hurting everyone I cared about.' She stopped and they looked at each other. 'Why now?' She asked quietly.
'It might be my last chance. I've been kicking myself in the ass for everything I've done wrong to you. I had to tell you or I'd never forgive myself. I had to find out if you felt the same.'
'Why would you think I felt the same?'
'Don't deny it B, we had something. Dancing at the Bronze, skipping school to be with me. Come on, don't tell me you didn't feel anything?'
'You know what I think I did, but right now……… I'm not sure either of us is ready for the consequences of an 'us'.'
'What does that mean?'
'I don't want to be hurt by you again.' Buffy got up and walked out of the room and back to her bed. She left Faith to sit there in silence. Did she actually say those words to the brunette? How could she possibly have feelings for Faith, it's just not right, in so many ways. Buffy thought a moment as she lay upon her bed curled up in a ball. Truthfully, she loved Faith too.
Disclaimer: Getting Late by Floetry.
Notes: This was originally a song fic so another song's on here
called Getting Late. Haven't been able to write much lately but I'm
kinda lonely right now so it seems to be feedin my muse, huh go
figure. Well hope you like. Yet another fic written at 2am on my
migraine meds, lol.
She sits there and I can feel her staring at me, but I can't look up. If I looked into her eyes I might lose it and just throw myself at her. The club is vibrating and pounding with the music and people. The whole gang is here tonight, one last hurrah before our final showdown. I figured they deserved it, not to mention she was the one who suggested it and I wasn't up for arguing with her cus I might just throw myself at her.
I've thought about that a lot lately, throwing myself at her, and well other things too. I've always wondered what it would be like to be with a girl, you know, why does Willow find it so much better? But more, I wonder what it would be like to be with Faith. The song changes and I'm sitting all alone now. I'm not really up for dancing, too much on my mind. Willow and Kennedy look so cute together right now out there dancing together, so happy.
I've lost track of Faith, I suppose she had to go get her some hot body to grind against, you know how she is. A rose suddenly appears in front of my face. I follow the hand holding it and look up to find Faith standing there, this completely serious expression on her face. I'm at a loss as to what to do.
'Here B.' She says quietly and slowly I grab it, looking at the flower almost transfixed. Faith sits down next to me, right up against me but doesn't say anything. She places a beer on the table for me and takes a swig from the bottle she holds. The song changes again and some of the girls come back. It's slow and they don't have a partner so apparently they decided to sit the song out. They chat away asking me something but I don't quite hear them so they get annoyed and leave.
::Baby Ooo baby baby,baby ooo um baby oh baby [1st Verse (Natalie Talking)] We need to um talk about where We're taking this thing. How far we're gonna let this go. We've been here before. Its getting late.::
Finally I'm able to speak and look up at the brunette sitting next to me. The lights flash across her face, and for a moment it's like I'm seeing her for the first time. She's so beautiful, of course I always knew she was hot but, something's different this time.
'What's this for?' I ask, she doesn't look at me, just stares out at the dance floor, but she's leaning in pretty close.
'Cus I love you.' She says this so simply, as if it's nothing, but I know it's hard for her or she wouldn't be avoiding eye contact.
:: (Marsha Singing) It's getting late. Why you gotta be here? Beside me. Watching, needing, wanting me. I'm afraid, (Don't Be) I'm afraid, (Don't Be) I'm so scared that you'll hurt me, twice. Baby, oh baby baby baby::
I never expected a rose from her, she doesn't seem the type that would do that. It surprises me that I love this gesture so much. I'm not used to getting flowers, but the fact that she gave it to me…………. I don't know what to say. Still, I can't forget what I told her. I'm so afraid to love her, because I'm afraid she's going to hurt me. Not to mention we have this whole apocalypse thing going on and blah blah blah.
Her hand falls to my thigh and I almost gasp at the contact. It feels good, and it's just her hand resting on my jeans.
'Please Faith I ……….' She turns and looks at me and our eyes meet for the first time.
::[ (Natalie Talking)] Listen, I've already been thinking about you on my mind. Far too often for you, To be here at this time You see, one hands on nine and the other's on my thigh. Look,I already played with the idea of you Being here in the room And the position for the crack of dawn And the conversation before the yawning But aah, it's getting late.::
I can see so much in her eyes, I never noticed it before, or maybe she just hid it well. Pain is the most emotion evident at the moment.
'I just want you to answer one question truthfully alright B. No bull shit just the truth.'
'Ok.' I'm a little afraid of the question. She takes a deep breath and leans in a little closer.
'Do you love me?' I stop breathing, a part of me wants to scream yes and grab her and kiss her and another part of me wants to keep my mouth shut. She looks away as I struggle internally, my mouth opening and closing like a fish out of water as I struggle to speak.
::[ (Marsha Singing)] It's getting late. Why you gotta be here? Beside me. Watching, needing, wanting me. But I'm afraid, (you say) don't be. But I'm afraid, (you say) don't be. I'm so scared that you'll hurt me twice. Oh Baby baby baby::
I can tell she's hurt, but soon she's erected those walls of hers and her face is almost unreadable. But I can tell, I can tell she wants to cry. That makes me want to cry because I really don't want to hurt her.
'Faith.' I manage weakly.
'Look it's fine, you don't have to say anything. I can understand why you wouldn't love me, why you wouldn't even want me.' There's anger in her voice. I touch her arm.
'I do love you.' I whisper ignoring the part of me that wants to keep quiet and pretend none of this happened. She looks at me with a mixture of confusion and hope.
::[ (Natalie Talking)] How's about I let you touch the space. That you left behind, The day that you stop smiling The day that the tears started falling But now were talking, touching Almost making sensual again We can taste the familiar, Cause, the family hour supports it. Of this moment, but was led by the movements cause ah It's getting late.::
I realize how we are the same, both strong and weak at the same time, though too different extents.
'Look Faith I don't know how you can expect me to just… just forget everything that has ever happened, with one note. You can't expect me to pretend like you never hurt me.'
'I know B and I've tried to change, and I'll spend forever making up for all the shit I put you through. I'm just asking for a chance.'
::[(Marsha Singing)] It's getting late. Why you gotta be here? Beside me. Watching, needing, wanting me. But I'm afraid, (you say) don't be. But I'm afraid, (you say) don't be. I'm so scared that you'll hurt me twice. Oh Baby baby baby Oh baby twice baby baby.::
I look into her eyes, she's being so open and truthful right now, not her usual bad ass attitude. And God I love her, but I don't know if I should. I reach up and touch her cheek lightly, she leans into the touch a little, her eyes never leaving mine.
'I can't take being hurt anymore, especially not now.'
'I don't want to hurt you, I swear.' I reach up and touch her other cheek, her face between my hands.
'I want to believe you.' She leans forward and her forehead rest on mine, my hands fall down to her shoulders.
'Give me a chance.' Each second it's getting harder and harder not to believe her. I close my eyes and try to slow my breathing down and calm myself. Then I feel her lips brush softly against mine. She places little kisses along my lips and my heart starts beating faster and faster. 'Please.' She whispers.
'Ok.' I give in because I feel if I don't I might just die right here right now without her.
::[(Natalie Talking)] I see the memories we replayed Same space face bodies I know there's a method to your manliness but ah I'm a afraid [(Marsha Singing)] It's getting late. Why you gotta be here? Beside me. Watching, needing, wanting me. But I'm afraid, you say don't be. But I'm afraid, and you say don't be. I'm afraid that you'll hurt me baby, baby twice baby::
The gang comes looking for us and we pull away, I look at her a moment and she looks at me and smiles a little. It's time for us to head home, so Xander takes his group of girls and heads off, the rest of us walk back to the house. The girls are all tired and quickly head off to their respected sleeping areas.
I walk into my room, not bothering to turn the lights on, and fall onto my bed. I feel so confused about everything. I mean so much has happened in the space of what, two nights. A sigh escapes as I turn over and lay on my back. I'm not sure what exactly I've just gotten myself into.
Notes: I'm pretty much in the same condition I was for the last piece I wrote last night, so please don't' fault me too much for my grammar mistakes. Hope you like. The song I refer to is Addictive by Truth Hurts.
I'm staring up at the darkness of the ceiling when the door slowly opens. A sliver of light grows then disappears again. Lifting my head I can see her standing there completely still. A moment passes and I can hear her breathing a little heavily as she starts to remove her jacket and lets it drop to the floor. She saunters over to my bed and I sit up as she stands between my legs.
'What are you doing?' I whisper and I'm not sure why. Her eyes are glowing in the moonlight. She cocks her head slightly to one side and reaches up to touch my cheek. The contact sends shivers through my body and despite myself I lean into her touch.
'I want you.' She pauses a moment as I look up with obvious shock. 'I need you.' Her hand trails down my cheek, down my neck and her finger runs under the strap of my tank top. I shiver again and goose bumps begin to form. I'm not sure I'm ready for this, but I don't think she cares at this point. 'You see B, I'm used to just taking what I want. I've been waiting too long to play any more games with you.' I didn't realize we were playing any games.
At this point words are failing me. She reaches down under the hem of my shirt and pushes it up, her hands gliding up and across my breasts. I gasp at the brief contact then reach up to cover myself as she throws the shirt aside. Looking down at me with a piercing gaze she pulls my arms away from my chest. A feral smile crosses her face and she licks her lips.
'No need to be shy B, you have a hot body.' She winks at me and steps away and turns the cd player on. As a song starts to play, I think it's called Addictive, her body starts to sway. Her hands run up through her hair and she turns around. Her hips are moving and a smirk plays on her lips as she looks at me. I'm struggling to breath as I watch her seducing me, it's very obvious that it's working.
She kicks her shoes off and unzips her leather pants. The mix of shadows and moonlight makes her little dance look extra sexy. All my resolve is starting to dissolve as her hands slide under her tank and slowly her shirt comes off. She's not wearing a bra and I can see her nipples standing out hard. Shit. I think I'm going to hyperventilate.
Her hands move across her taut stomach and her breasts. She squeezes them and plays with her nipples. If I had any doubts about my feelings for her before, they are completely gone now. There's this fight or flight mentality floating through my mind. Of course if I stayed I don't think we would be fighting exactly.
The music plays on and she dips, her butt going low to the ground then coming back up. Her hands slide up her thighs then her stomach and breasts, then above her head. I'm transfixed by the slight bouncing of her beautiful breasts. I guess I must be breast girl. Or maybe I'm just a Faith girl. Even if I wanted to leave I don't think I could, I've become paralyzed to this spot watching as this dark goddess draws me in.
My eyes follow her hands as they move down along the hem of her leather pants. They stay there a moment sliding across her skin. I look up at her a moment and she's biting her bottom lip. My eyes fall back to her hands as they slowly push her pants down. Her firm, tan legs are revealed inch by agonizing inch. She's not wearing panties either and her dark curls appear. After she steps out of her pants she continues her seductive dance. Her hands, body and eyes beckoning me, but I can't move.
Those hands of hers move across her thighs like she's teasing herself. Her face is flush with passion and I can hear a moan as one hand moves between her legs then up over her curls and up her stomach. I can see the glint of wetness left on her stomach by her fingers. My own body is aching badly to be touched and in need of a release. Her finger runs across her lips then she draws it into her mouth and she sucks on it. I can barely suppress the moan that rises from my throat.
She begins to move closer to me and I begin to crawl back across the bed, as if I'm trying to get away. My chest is heaving as she crawls up the bed after me, her hair falling across her face. I've stopped halfway up the bed and she crawls over me looking down into my eyes.
'Faith…' It's all I can manage to get out. She leans down and kisses my lips very softly I almost can't feel it. Then her head drops some and I can feel her hot breath against my ear.
'Tell me you want me.' She whispers, her tongue flicks out across my ear. I groan and squeeze my eyes shut. 'Tell me, please.' Her voice is pleading, I can tell she needs this.
'I…..want you.' I manage and her head comes up and she looks into my eyes again. I feel like I'm drowning when I look into them. Her tongue runs out across my lips and pushes into my mouth as I part them a little. She begins exploring, her tongue running across my teeth and the roof of my mouth. Then she takes my tongue into her mouth and sucks on it. I moan and wrap my arms behind her neck. She's kissing me hungrily and roughly. I don't think I much care, I don't think I'm really thinking at this point.
Her hands move roughly against my body and reach down to remove my pants. I lift myself up some and help her remove them, quickly followed by my panties. Then her mouth is attacking my neck, sucking at my pulse point. She straddles one of my thighs and moves against it, rubbing herself up and down leaving a wet trail. One hand reaches down and pinches my clit and I scream arching up against her.
My breasts and hers are rubbing against each other. I have no idea what I should do to her. I'm a little afraid of just doing everything wrong. But she seems to be taking care of that on my thigh so I shove it up a little and she groans.
'Fuck B.' She whispers into my neck before her mouth captures one of my nipples and grabs it with her teeth. I scream again, I'm sure everyone can hear me. Two fingers are shoved inside me and my body arches violently into her. She begins to thrust into me, her body rubbing against mine. I clutch at her back, my nails digging into her skin. 'God B you feel so good.' She's groaning and I'm moaning with the occasional scream. There's nothing slow about this moment and frankly I don't care. Feeling her naked sweaty skin rubbing against mine throws me into a fit of ecstasy.
'Faith.' I groan her name over and over with each thrust. She shoves a third finger into me and I scream as stars explode in front of me. I barely realize she's screamed my name and has come as well. Her body has collapsed on top of me, both of us breathing heavily, gasping for air. It takes a few moments for me to regain my senses, or what I have left of them. This is unreal and I almost can't contain all the emotions that have arisen as a result. Actually I can't contain them and I begin to cry silently.
Faith lifts her head slightly and looks at me. 'Oh shit B I'm sorry I shouldn't….' I stop her by kissing her lips just as hard as she had kissed me. 'Did I hurt you, what's up?' She's afraid and concerned and I smile at her.
'It's ok, I just realized how much I love you.' We stare at each other a moment then a tear falls down her cheek. I lean up and kiss the trail left behind.
'I'm so afraid of losing you.' She looks away and closes her eyes. 'What if one of us doesn't make it through this fucked up shit? I was never really afraid of dying, but I can't lose you know. You're all I have to live for.'
'We're going to make it.' I hug her tightly to me. 'You have a lot to live for Faith, don't ever give up ok.' She's trying hard not to cry, wants that tough girl exterior to remain intact. 'I love you Faith.' I whisper and I can feel her tears on my neck. Why does love have to be so painful and so amazing at the same time?
Notes: So basically I'm changing a few things that happened on Chosen to fit with my story. I actually listened to The Scientist by coldplay when I wrote this.
When you feel what you feel
Oh, how hard for me to understand
So many things have happened before this love affair began
But when you feel, oh, like I feel
Confusion can give way to doubt
And there are times when I fall short of what I say,
what I say I'm all about, all about
Aaliyah – At Your Best
Buffy stood there a moment, her mind racing with renewed hope after her little chat with the First. They could do this, they could win, they can win. She looked at the clock on her night table, it was 4 am. She'd wait before waking everyone up to get her plan underway. Her eyes drifted towards Faith's body sprawled on her stomach, the thin sheet only covering the bottom half of the beautiful young woman.
So much had happened, so much to take in all at once. There's nothing like the world crashing in around you. She walked over to the bed and lay down next to Faith, propping herself on one elbow. Her fingers tracing circles on Faith's back, and the girl stirred a little.
B POV
Her skin feels so soft and smooth against my finger tips. I know now what Willow sees in girls. Faith is so different from anyone I've ever been with. I think I tried real hard to forget her after she went to prison; actually I managed to for awhile. I can't think about that now. I just want what's here right now in front of me. The future is uncertain and I just want to hold her, pretend like we'll be able to spend the rest of our lives doing just this.
She stirs a little and turns her head to face me. Her eyes are closed but she's grinning at me.
'Like what you see?' Faith never changes does she? All I can do is grin back at her. You know if it wasn't for the whole apocalypse big bad thing I might be feeling a little awkward. With all of our history and everything it would have taken time for me to adjust to this new thing, this new Faith. Well not exactly new just not psycho Faith who's also a little more mature. Right now though I don't have time to think about it.
She rolls over to her back, eyes open staring at the ceiling. 'You don't regret this do you?' You know I've always heard that people who act tough like they don't need anyone, really are just insecure and afraid. I think I'm starting to believe this.
'No, never in a million years.' I lay my head down on her stomach and can hear her heart beating. She begins to run her fingers through my hair, and I trace circles around her belly button. Definitely not waking anyone up soon.
'Good cus I sure as hell don't.'
'I didn't even……. really do anything.' My breath hits her stomach causing goose bumps to form. I really don't know how to have sex with a woman; I mean it's really different. Not a bad different mind you.
'Shit B, just the fact that I had you naked writhing under me was enough to get me off.' I can't help but blush, did she just say that? 'Besides you can learn, I mean hey, you've got a wicked awesome teacher.' Well who can argue with that?
'Practice is always good.' I mumble against her skin. 'Lots and lots of practice.' Her fingers trail down my spine and shivers erupt throughout my body. God why does the apocalypse have to happen now? Well, no apocalypse no Faith and no Kennedy and Willow together and well, I can't decide which is better.
I watch my fingers move from her stomach to her thigh, just barely touching her skin. She draws in a sharp breath as they trace across her inner thigh and her legs spread apart more. I shove my fears and doubts and questions to the farthest point of my mind. I wish we had more time, but we don't. I want to know every inch of her. I'm not sure why it's just something I need to do. I can't right now we only have this moment.
Moving forward I begin to kiss her thigh lightly where my fingers had trailed. She's breathing faster and I move myself so that now I'm kneeling between her legs facing her. I'm still kissing and licking up and down her thighs, but I can see her now. Her head is thrown back and her body is arched up a little. I watch as one of her hands slides up her body and she grabs one of her breasts. I wish we could do this so much slower.
I lean forward and kiss my way up her stomach and push her hand away as I reach her chest. Propping myself over her, I look down into her eyes. For this split second, I can see the two of us together many years from now. We're happy and as strong as ever and we have our own little family. I wonder what makes me see this. I know I can't give up, not now not ever.
I get down on my elbows so my body is against hers, my head buried in her neck. I can feel her heat radiating through me warming me up. Her arms slowly wrap around me pulling me tighter against her body. Her skin feels so good against mine. Right now I don't feel so lost anymore, not so out of place. Right now I'm not missing heaven.
My tongue traces over her pulse point before my lips encircle it and I suck it lightly. She groans and one hand tangles in my hair. My tongue slides up her neck to her ear and it traces around all the grooves. She's groaning more, one hand sliding across my body. I kiss up along her jaw line and finally reach her lips, kissing her bottom lip lightly, then her top. My tongue slides across her lips before she parts them and lets me enter so I can explore and taste all that is her. Heat is growing down in the pit of my stomach, spreading and my body is tingling from her touch. I'm trying desperately not to let this turn into a frenzy like before, even though she was the only one who was doing all the frenzying. I'm not sure that's a word.
She groans into my mouth causing my thoughts to melt away. My thigh moves against her lightly, her wetness spreading across it. I kiss my way down her neck, sliding my body down slightly till I'm at her breasts. God she's beautiful and I don't know what to do. Well I know what I want to do I just don't know if I can do it right. I mean hello, I've never been with a girl before, and it's not exactly like I do this to myself, well not this part.
Tilting my head up I look at her and she just grins at me. I look back down to her breast and decide to just jump in. I kiss all over her breast, gradually making my way to her nipple that is standing erect. My tongue flicks across it first, and I feel a little awkward. Her hand pushes my head more into her breast, forcing my lips to her nipple. I take her nipple in my mouth and suck lightly. She groans and her body arches into me, so I suck a little harder. She groans out my name and I find myself needing some relief. I straddle one of her thighs, my mouth never leaving its position. Her hand grabs my hair tightly as I take her nipple between my teeth and roll it around with my tongue.
'Fuck….. B God.' Groaning as her body arches and her thigh pushes into me. A moan escapes my lips and vibrates around her nipple, she continues to groan. This isn't enough I want to feel all of her. I trail one of my hands down her stomach and across her curls. My finger dips down into the wetness and up across her clit. I'm not really sure what I should do but I'm sure she'll tell me if it's wrong. Her hips buck into my hand as my fingers trace across her clit again.
I move my mouth to her other nipple and give it equal attention. One of Faith's hands moves down my back and she grabs my butt, pulling me against her harder as her thigh moves up against me. I groan against her as my body starts to get a rhythm. My lips move up to her neck and clasp onto her pulse point once again. I'm moving against her thigh slowly, our breasts rubbing against each others.
'God…… please.' She groans as her hips buck up again from my fingers circling her clit. They dip back down into her wetness and I hesitate a moment before slowly moving one in. 'More….more.' I move a second finger in as her hips arch up to meet them. I start to move my fingers in and out in rhythm with my body. I move a little faster.
'I…. love..you.' I whisper to her with each thrust as she groans my name over and over.
'Harder.' She groans, so I move my fingers harder and faster. She feels so good, I can feel she's almost there and so am I. My thumb hits her clit and my fingers move faster and harder. She screams out my name and clutches to me a moment before she goes tense. I continue to move against her thigh until my climax rips through me and I collapse on top of her. I'm sure I'm not the best she's ever had, but I'm hoping I don't need to be.
My eyes open after awhile; I think I fell back asleep. I'm only half on top of her now; her arms are wrapped around me. This position feels so comfortable so I snuggle deeper into her, my eyes close again.
'I think you woke everyone up B.' I hear Faith say, chuckling against the top of my head.
'Hmmm?' She smells so good.
'You screamed kinda loud there.' My head jerks up, I don't remember screaming.
'What?'
'Yeah B, my little screamer.' She grins at me, my mouth just hangs open slightly. Now how am I going to explain this. 'Don't worry I'm sure no one gives a shit right now.' I bury my head in her neck and suppress a groan of frustration. I'm hoping she's right.
'What time is it?'
'Almost 6.' Faith pulls the blanket up around us and pulls me closer.
'We've got to get up soon.' I mumble. 'Business to take care of, you know save the world and everything.'
'Yeah baby I know.' She whispers.
'How about an hour?'
'Sounds good to me B.' I think we're both falling asleep.
'Ok.' I wrap a leg around hers and pull myself as close to her as possible, which isn't that much closer. In a few hours the world will change for everyone here and elsewhere, but especially here. Right now for me the world has already taken a turn for the better.
No one said it would be easy
No one said it would be so hard
Coldplay- the scientist
...continued in Rise from the Ashes...