Time to Wish
by Sweet Faithy
Rating: NC-17
Date: September 9, 2006
Beta Readers: Rebelrsr – Frenchie [Thanks a lot]
Author's Notes: Buffy season 3 - Alternate Universes.
Feedback: Please yes (need to know if we keep working on translations)
The brunette Slayer left the manor of Angel still in shock from the treason of her Watcher, Gwendolyn Post. The latter had done it to seize the glove of Myhnegon. The icing on the cake - she had fought against Buffy who had been protecting a vampire whose return she had hidden. She was out of it and smoked cigarette after cigarette. She could still feel the adrenalin running through her veins after the fight. This devouring excitement was a result of her fights with the other Slayer.
She walked without a destination in mind. This evening, this double treason haunted her mind. The blonde slayer haunted her mind.
"Then it’s you? The other Slayer?"
Faith without stopping: Why the fuck would that interest you?
Anya smiles and started to walk beside her.
Anya: It’s not a large thing, true, but let us say that I can help you.
Faith smiling nervously: That would really surprise me.
Anya smiling crookedly: Let’s see. Tell me the most insane thing… A thing which you would wish with all your heart… Anything…
Faith: God! … It’s not a thing to asking me.
Anya smiling even more: So I ask nevertheless. I’m curious.
Faith: a little too…
Anya stopping: I know Buffy. I’m not her friend either, if that reassures you.
The brunette stopped and wrinkled her eyebrows. She turned to the blonde and threw her cigarette away.
Faith: And then?
Anya air of innocence: Let’s say that the enemies of my enemies are my friends!
Faith grinned: And how are you suggesting you could help me?
Anya walks up to Faith removes the amulet and puts it around Faith's neck.
Anya: A little magic. You make a wish… It’s carried out… Any… You’re a Slayer, so I’ll explain to you. I have this power… (Moving back, crossing her arms). Then, I listen to you.
Faith raising her eyes to Anya: So, if I understand you… I ask what I want, and I get it?
Anya smiling crookedly: As simple as that!
The brunette paused a few seconds and a half smile took shape on her lips.
Faith: Ok... I want... B to get totally freaky with me... know what I mean? Me and her, yeah, we fuck!
The face of the demon changed, and, in a grave voice…
Anya in a flash: Your wish is granted.
The brunette Slayer opened her eyes and found her two hands bound to the headboard of her bed in the motel.
Realizing she's been had once more, Faith starts to fight her restraints violently.
"Be careful, Faithy."
She turned her head towards the blonde who left the bathroom dressed in a white lace G-string and of a bra of the same material and colour.
Buffy jumped on the bed and sat down astride her, eyes full of desire.
The brunette calmed down at once and felt an immense heat throughout her body. Her eyes were riveted on Buffy’s body and flickered with a thousand fires. Her half smile returned instantly.
Faith grinned: Hey, B, you rascal. What do ya want to do, beautiful?
Buffy rubbing against her, bending down and tearing off her top: Want to excite you!
Faith smiling even more, shivering: Wow! … It’s already done! … But, don’t stop… Please don’t stop, B!
Buffy passing her tongue across Faith’s belly and going slowly to the top of her chest: It’s exactly what I want to do, Faith. (Tearing off her bra) Make you burn with pleasure.
Faith feeling her excitement multiply by ten under these words and her touches: God, B, you’re so hot… It’s… Great! … Go on… I love it… But, once you stop, wait ‘til you see what I’ll do to you!
The blonde licked up the brunette’s right side, reaching the breast but deliberately bypassing the nipple. Finally, though, she laved it before catching it between her teeth.
Buffy: Mmm… You are… so… hot…
The brunette was arched slightly under her pleasure and released a deep sigh of ecstasy. She could already feel her body tremble with the passion.
Faith: yeah, B… Mmmm… All hot… For you… My beautiful…
Buffy continuing her caresses, passing her right hand across Faith’s body and running her palm over her nipple before seizing it with her middle and index fingers, gripping it slightly: I want to hear you shout my name, Faith.
Faith shivering, unbearable excited: at Ok, B… Mmm… Ok… but first, you need to take off all of those clothes so that I can look and touch, too.
Buffy slowly reaching her hand around her back, unhooking her bra, throwing it to the ground: Look at me!
The brunette Slayer opened her eyes, seeing the naked chest of the blonde. She felt a heat so intense that she trembled and fine beads of sweats covered her face.
Faith: Mmm… You’re so beautiful, just like I thought.
Buffy bringing her two hands to her belly and stroking up to her chest, cherishing her centre: I excite you, F?
Faith grinned: Oh, yes. You have no idea. I’m already wet, there! Buffy grinned, removing her G-string, throwing it on the ground: Me, too. (Going back to her, rubbing her intimacy from her stomach upwards) I’m wet for you.
Faith felt all her body explode at the intimate feeling of the blonde against her skin. She released another sigh of pleasure. Her eyes didn’t stop caressing Buffy’s naked body and the sight made the brunette shiver.
Buffy turning back to her, straddling her belly: Mmm. It’s necessary to remove that.
Faith trembling, moving her head to devour Buffy with her eyes: Yes, yes, anything you want. Go on. I am hot there.
Buffy peeling off her leather, raising slightly onto her knees, pulling the trousers along her legs: You see how much ... I’m excited, too F?
The brunette's stares at Buffy’s intimate place with wide eyes. Her heart was already at the edge of explosion and her desire burned her insides.
Faith: Yeah… God yeah… (Bite her lower lip, with panting breath) There… I see… too well…
Buffy throwing her leather on the ground and tearing her G-string off: I want to hear you (Looking at her mound and passing the tip of her tongue there) scream my name!
The brunette arched violently under this unexpected oral caress and released a moaning of ecstasy. All her body trembled and was awash in an ocean of extreme feelings of pleasure and desire.
Faith: Mmmmm… yes… B… Buffy… Go… Go on… My beautiful… Mmm… This… This is… So... Good…
Buffy bringing her right hand on Faith’s intimate flesh, drawing the lips apart and passing her tongue there again, collecting her essence: More… louder… Faith…
Faith aching more and shaking her head under the second wave of pleasure, groaning more extremely: B… BUFFY! … Fuck… Mmm… Shit… It’s too … So… Good… Go on…
Buffy brushing her tongue on her clit, hardly making contact: Lick me!
At Buffy’s words, Faith’s pleasure intensified. With panting breaths and her head turning to the blonde girl, she moved gently and saw the Buffy’s mound approaching her face and then hovering over her lips.
Buffy: I want to feel your tongue inside me, Faith!
The brunette, completely in shock from all the emotions, slipped her tongue between the blonde’s pussy lips, letting a moan escape at the ecstasy she felt.
Buffy increased the contact of her tongue on Faith’s clit, sliding her left hand to her sex and slipping her fingers inside, groaning: Mmmm… yess… FAITHHHHH…
Under those caresses she both felt and made, hearing the moaning of the blonde, Faith was struck by a devastating orgasm. She tried to continue the movements of her tongue on Buffy’s clit, but she couldn’t maintain contact during her shout of pleasure.
Buffy was pleased, giving a satisfied smile and turned around to continue to rub her sex on Faith's body.
Buffy leaning on her stomach and licking it with the flat of her tongue: already tired, Faith?
Faith exhausted: You wish, B!
Buffy gets up on her knees, and moves gently towards Faith’s face, using her right hand to separate her pussy lips, offering her swollen clitoris to the brunette: Then go on and lick me, she commands.
The brunette was filled with a rare desire and an excitation, trembling at the sight…
Faith grinned: This time... I want to hear you... scream my name, B. (Reaching up and rubbing her tongue over Buffy’s clit, sighing in pleasure) Do it baby... just for me.
Buffy arched her back: HANNNN… Mmm… ..YES… FAITHHHH…
The brunette filled with all these emotions, ran her tongue along Buffy's mound then slowly pushed it inside.
Buffy lowered her head while beginning to thrust her hips slightly and violently broke the headboard to which Faith was attached…
Buffy sweating and trembling: Mmm… FAITH… Fuck me…
The brunette used in and out movements of her tongue, while her two hands, finally free, rested on Buffy’s buttocks to guide her thrusts. Sweat was forming all over her body and she exhaled long sighs of pleasure. Her right hand slid down so her index finger could massage Buffy’s clit. Faith's desire had completely overwhelmed her, feeling unbridled pleasure and emotions.
Without a word, Buffy laid down next to Faith, her head resting next to the brunette’s, she took both of Faith’s hands and brought them directly to her sex.
Buffy sighed, begging: Kiss me.
The brunette was startled by the request, but her left fingers took the place of her thumb on Buffy’s clitoris and her middle and index fingers penetrated the blonde’s sex. She felt the blonde start to rock against her, seeking more of her caresses.
Buffy panted: Mmmm… Still… Come… Still… More… In me…
Faith whispering in her ear, brushing her lips against her skin sending shivers to both of them: I’ll make you cum, B, like never before.
Buffy bites her lower lip: Mmmm… Yes… Make me… Make me cum…
Faith smiling slightly, continuing her sensual movements inside Buffy, trembling, whispering: I… I’ll make love to you… B… I want to hear you take pleasure. For me…
Buffy: Fuck me… Faith… Fuck me again…
Faith was disturbed, but continued her movements, trying to continue without knowing why: Yes… I… I’ll go on…
In a single, violent movement, Buffy arched, clutching the last metal bar of the bed and breaking it under the force of her orgasm.
Buffy cusm: HANNNNNNN … mmmm
Faith slowly withdrew her hands from Buffy’s mound. She felt disturbed by something. Not feeling at ease with the situation, nor fulfilled. She dropped her arms on the bed and her mind was plunged into deep thoughts.
Buffy, getting on top of Faith : I want you to take me again...
The brunette looked into Buffy's eyes, and without knowing why, replied.
Faith: B… I… I can’t… I… I’m tired… I'm whipped…
Buffy smiling: whipped?
Faith looking at the ceiling, passing her right hand over her face, blowing out a breath, lost: Yes.
Buffy getting off the bed: Ok. (She got dressed) Then we’ll try again later.
The brunette didn’t answer. She felt confused, and it was unexpected. She would never have thought she would say that. However, she was not content. She didn’t want to go on this way.
The blonde fastened her clothing and approached the bed.
Buffy above her: Faith?
Faith without looking at her: What?
Buffy: You liked it?
Faith: Yes.…
Buffy grinned: Me too, Girlfriend. (Leaning gently forward and pressing a soft and tender kiss on Faith’s lips, whispering…) But the next time that you fuck me will be when you love me!
The brunette remained confused and in shock at this statement. She turned her eyes towards Buffy, completely lost.
Faith: Why do you say that, B?
Buffy walking towards the door, opening it and turning to her again: This magic, Faith, it worked on me once, but not a second time.
She left, closing the door.
Faith’s face fell. She remained transfixed by Buffy’s words and stood up to get dressed. She felt totally lost. The spell had not worked and Buffy had indeed been conscious during their intimacy. A feeling of shame and anguish invaded her suddenly. She grabbed a cigarette, nervous... she started to pace in the room, overwhelmed by the remorse and her fears. She remembered all the emotions felt during her time here. These new emotions for her… This new pleasure… And this confusion when Buffy had reached her own pleasure. She had thought that by having sex with the blonde, she would have had what she wanted, but it was less than nothing. Even after having sex with Buffy, she was not well. She didn’t feel accomplished, not serene, certainly not happy.
The blonde Slayer returned to the apartment and…
Anya opening her eyes wide: Buffy?
The blonde Slayer walked in and gave her a powerful blow to the face propelling her to the other end of the room, crushed against the wall.
Buffy irritated : Do this to me again, Anya, and I will kill you!
Anya got up, changing: What? It’s not what you wanted, too?
Buffy, even more irritated walked toward Anya, striking her again even more violently.
Buffy holding her against the wall: NOT (right cross) LIKE (hitting her with an elbow) THAT!
She raised Anya with her two hands and threw her against the wall on the other side. Anya landed fully against it.
Anya: I wanted to help you...
Buffy: By making me a nymphomaniac?! It didn't work! What kind of person am I now? I wasn’t able to control myself! I… I said horrible things! And worst… I found myself half naked in this hotel room… (getting angrier) WITH FAITH! AHHHHH!
Anya: But you like her!
Buffy hitting her again: NO! It’s different! It’s a Slayer thing!
Buffy left the apartment rapidly, breaking the door on her way out.
Buffy went back to the hotel. She had decided to have a conversation with the dark slayer. It would probably be a fight, but she didn’t have a choice. The magic had only partly worked, and she would have greatly preferred to not have been conscious of what had happened. She had been nothing more than a spectator, locked up in her own body.
She arrived at the door and opened it.
Buffy: FAITH!
The brunette turned over, more distressed than ever.
Faith smiling nervously: Ok, B. Calm down. Relax. I already forgot. All of it is erased. If you want, I can even leave and you won’t have to worry someone will find out.
Buffy paused unsure, looking at her.
Buffy crossing her arms: What you were thinking?
Faith swallowed hard faced with Buffy’s question.
Faith: I don’t know. (Smiling nervously, looking around, smoking) A silly thing, nothing more. I said the first thing that crossed my mind.
Buffy laughing nervously: And obviously, the first thing which crosses your mind when somebody asks you to make a wish, (Realizing, grinning) it’s me as a nymphomaniac!?! (agitated) You couldn’t be like everyone and ask for a million dollars? A car? A house! No! You! You wanted to see me like this! AHHHH!
The brunette turned to the window, tried to be calm, disturbed by all that had happened.
Faith running her right hand through her hair, nervous: I must be crazy (Turning to her) So... Are you done? Just hit me, it'll be over with.
Buffy irritated, lunged at Faith, hitting her in the face.
The brunette raised her eyes to Buffy, wiping the blood which ran from her lips.
Faith: You feel better?
Being irritated Buffy: NO, I DON’T ! IT’S ALL YOUR FAULT!
Faith smiling, nervous: OK. I’m sorry. Is that what you want?
Buffy more irritated even: Not, it's not what I want. You could be more tender!
Faith raising the eyebrows: What?
Buffy wrinkling her eyebrows, turning away, leaving: Nothing!
Faith smiling, nervous, her throat tight: Yeah. That’s it, B.
Buffy turn toward Faith, aggravated: And don’t stop me!
The brunette remained fixed on those words. She looked at the blonde, completely lost.
Faith: Wait. What do want me to do? I told you I’m sorry. You came and hit me. You want me to stop you so you can hit me again? I’m sick, but not masochistic!
Buffy: You RAPED ME!
Faith got irritated, still running her hand through her hair: Shit! I thought that was a fucking spell! I didn’t rape you, either! Don’t exaggerate!
Buffy: Then, that's it… You’re super nice all of the time… You come get me in the middle of class. We patrol... All is COOL.... Five by five as you say... All of a sudden a demon grants you one wish, and …The only thing you can come up with is to mess things up!
Faith irritated even more: YOU think it was so fucking wonderful? Did it ever occur to you that maybe I wanted something else? So, yeah... when a demon came to me, you bet I made this fucking wish! Just what I fucking wanted! As you can see this is working out just fine! You want to know something B?! It wasn't even fun, I'm really not happy about all this, no party going on here either. Now leave me alone!
Buffy leaving: Yeah. That’s it.
The brunette watched her walking away and sat down on her bed, hiding her face in her hands.
The next morning, Buffy went to chemistry class, disturbed by flashes of the day before. Unconsciously, she kept glancing at the window that Faith used to ask her out on patrol. As soon as the teacher had turned his back, she rose from her seat and went discreetly towards the window under the shocked glances amazed of Willow, Xander, and Cordelia.
She opened it, and left for the brunette Slayer’s motel room.
She stood in front of the door and knocked.
After long minutes, the door opened slowly, revealing Faith with deadened eyes. She looked at Buffy and, leaving the door open, returned to the room and lit a cigarette, feeling her nervousness already return.
Faith: If you’re here to yell at me come back in one hour. I might be awake.
Buffy: I’ve been thinking about what happened.
Faith looking off into space, putting her right hand on her hip: And?
Buffy looking at her: You didn’t come to see me at school!
Faith looking at her, raising her eyebrows: And that was what you thought about?
Buffy wrinkling her eyebrows: There were other things…
Faith going to sit down on the edge of the bed, fascinated with her knees: So go on… Tell me what you have to say!
Buffy: Why you didn’t come?
Faith: I slept…
Buffy making a pause: Good… Ok… here… I have… I know somebody who can erase this… this thing!
Faith smiling nervously: Erase…? And how does that affect me?
Buffy: You have to come with me.
Faith smoking: I don’t want… I’ll be able to handle ‘this thing’ as you call it on my own.
Buffy: I don’t want you to remember it! You saw me like that!
Faith looking into space, lost: I don’t remember anymore. I don’t want to talk about it anymore. I won’t come to see you anymore. I will keep my distance and if you’re afraid I’ll tell someone, don’t be. I won’t tell anyone.
Buffy looking at her: I don’t want you to remember me like that!
Faith looking at her, lost: Oh, but never mind, B, you’ll always be the short, smart girl.
Buffy advancing slowly into the bedroom: That’s not what I was saying. I want it to be like it was before.
Faith rising, blowing out a breath, resigning herself: Ok. I’ll follow you.
The brunette took her jacket and followed Buffy into the street.
They arrived in a location on the edge of town and entered a kind of warehouse.
Buffy: Hmm… I think it’s not here.
Faith followed her and a wizard appeared in front of them.
The wizard looking at Buffy and Faith: You have money?
Buffy handing money to him: Yes.
The wizard: Very well.
Buffy turning to Faith: You first!
Faith raising her eyebrows: Hey! It’s you who want to do this thing, not me!
Buffy: It’s your fault, so you first!
Faith: I’m leaving. Do this thing on your own.
Buffy followed her and grabbed her by the arm.
Buffy: No. We’re both doing this. You aren’t leaving me here!
Faith: I’m not your bitch!
Buffy looking at her: Please, Faith. For us. Do it!
Faith: what us? (Going towards the wizard) There never was an "us". (Looking at the wizard) Go on, just get it over with...
The wizard pressed his hands to his temples and recited a spell.
Faith lost consciousness immediately and Buffy grabbed her in her arms before she hit the ground.
Buffy lifting her: Thank you. You can keep the money.
The wizard disappeared without delay. Buffy carried Faith outside slowly and began the walk back to town.
Once they arrived in Faith’s motel room, Buffy slowly lay her on the bed where the brunette woke up little by little.
Faith spoke hoarsely, her voice broken: B? What... What the hell is goin’ on? Why... Why are you here?
Buffy smiling: I brought you back after we fought your Watcher.
Faith wrinkling her eyebrows, remembering: Yeah… But let me… It’s Ok… I can manage all alone.
Buffy still upset, smiling at her: If you want. (Walking towards the door and stopping) Hmm… I didn’t tell you about Angel, and… also for the fight and all that. I’m going to class. If you want to come and see me later. (Smiling slightly) Take care.
The blonde left and closed the door, letting a smile of satisfaction appear on her lips and walked toward the school.
The brunette lay back against the head of the bed. She wrinkled her eyebrows, completely lost by what the blonde said. The blonde slayer had brought her back and had apologized for Angel. Why? She tried in vain to answer the questions, but Buffy remained too complicated to understand.
After her math class, Buffy entered the library to join the others.
She went immediately to sit at the table.
Willow: You were with Faith?
Buffy smiling: Yes. Slayer things to do.
Willow: Yes, I suppose.
Giles arrived with one of his enormous books in hand, as always.
Giles: Another Watcher will be sent. I had the council…
Buffy looking at him: And you can’t watch us both? I mean… With what happend? It’s true! We are always together… It’s the same…
Giles: That’s how it must be, Buffy. One Slayer, one Watcher.
Buffy smiling crookedly: Yep. But I’ve got an idea. You, you watch me, and me, I watch Faith!
Giles: Hmm… It’s not so simple, Buffy.
Buffy innocently: Yes, it is! You complicate life!
Xander: Does that mean we’ll have two librarians?
Cordélia: Double the tea and the English men!
Buffy: Well, no pressure. I mean, whatever you think is best. You don’t have something for me to kill?
Giles looking at her, perplexed: Hmm… No… Not for the moment.
Buffy leaving: Then I don’t have anything to do here. I’ll just go home. Bye.
The blonde left the room, everyone staring at her.
Xander: Is it me or is she acting really strange?
Willow: No… It’s not you.
Cordélia: It’s not us… she's just being Buffy!
Xander: Good point!
The blonde arrived at Angel’s mansion and noticed the lingering signs of the earlier fight. She went in and looked around.
Buffy: Angel?
He came out, a towel around his waist.
Angel: Buffy…?!
Buffy looking at him, holding her bag in front of her: Yes. I came to tell you that… Finally… I think… Yes… I thought a lot about what happened. Everything. Finally… When you came back from Acathla… all that… And…
Angel interrupted her: You want me to leave Sunnydale?
Buffy lowered her eyes, a little upset, and then looked at the dark haired vampire.
Buffy: I believe that would be best… For everyone… Because… Now… After all that… I… I don’t want… that… to start again… (Losing herself while trying to explain) It’s true… It could… Someone could put a spell on us… and… And we could do things which we regret later… And… Then… no soul… And apocalypse… The sword, blood, the demon… And the end of the world… (Pausing, looking at him…) I think that’s better for us.
Angel looking at her, trying to remain calm and untouchable: I understand.
Buffy lowered her eyes and left the manor at once.
As soon as she arrived at Revello Drive, Buffy went up to her bedroom and sat down on her bed, completely lost by all that had happened and been said in such a short period of time.
She turned to her telephone and dialed.
# Yeah?
Buffy trying to smile: Yes... It’s Buffy... how are you?
# (Wrinkling her eyebrows...)... Five by five... Why?
Buffy thinking quickly: Well. There may be a vampires’ nest at Restfield. Anyway, according to Giles... and... He asked me to ask you whether you were with me on this one.
# Yes. Why not? As long as I can fight, it’s cool.
Buffy: Ok. You’ll come here?
# Yeah. If you want. I’ll come. When?
Buffy, innocently: Well. If you have nothing to do, I’m not doing anything. If you want to come now, that sounds good. Mom won’t be back until late this evening.
# (still wrinkling her eyebrows...)... Ok... I arrive, then...
The blonde hung up again and smiled, satisfied. She rose and planted herself in front of her closet to change. She pulled on her red leather pants and dressed in one of her small, slightly transparent, white tops. She turned around to sit down on her bed, black boots in her hands, and also pulled them on.
She threw a quick glance around her room and went to take the under clothes she had brought back from Faith’s motel and hide them under her bed.
“Knock…Knock…”
She left her room and went downstairs to open the door.
Buffy opening the door: Come in.
Faith: So, where is the nest?
Buffy: Well... In the Gloves’ crypt, I believe. (Climbing the stairs) Come on. We’ve got time.
The brunette followed her, throwing some glances at the blonde’s posterior.
They entered Buffy’s bedroom, and she closed the door behind them.
Buffy turning to her: Then, um, your head, is it better?
Faith smiling crookedly: Yes. Five by five. Ready to set out again for battle. (Going in the room, clenching her fists) And you? (casually) ...did you go see Angel now that he’s back?
Buffy smiling slightly and going to sit down at the end of her bed, following Faith with her eyes: Yes. I saw him.
Faith always casually, looking at the window: Then, that’s cool with him. I suppose that the reunion was... athletic.
Buffy smiling while raising her eyebrows, reconsidering Anya’s fate: It could have been.
Faith smiling, looking at her: Yeah. I had forgotten you can’t... Because of this fuckin’ curse (sitting down on one side of the bed). Too bad for you. That must be frustrating.
Buffy turning to her to look at her and sitting cross legged: I told him to leave.
The brunette looked at her while raising an eyebrow, indicating her incomprehension. She changed position and put her back against the head of the bed, crossing her feet and hands on her belly.
Faith: You? You asked Angel to break up?
Buffy stretching out on her belly, thinking about it, getting comfortable on the mattress, putting her chin on her hands: Yes. Because after all that happened, even if he returned, I know it won’t work between us. Then I prefer to close that book definitively.
Faith looking at her: You don’t really have the air of a girl who’s sad to have said goodbye to her true love!
Buffy looking at her: I never told you that he was the love of my life!
Faith smiling: Oh, stop, B! You were all wet when he was there! And (Smiling crookedly) he was your one and only. Don’t tell me now that you didn’t love him and that you don’t still love him!
Buffy rested on her right arm in the middle of the bed, to Faith’s left, her legs folded to one side: Well it’s over. My feelings have changed.
Faith smiling crookedly: Hum. So, now that you tasted the joys of the flesh, you decide to enjoy it. I knew it! You’re a Slayer. All these feellings after the battle, they excite you!
Buffy smiling slightly and shaking her head, her left hand playing with Faith’s leather pants: No. That isn’t the point.
Faith smiling crookedly: Ok. Then, tell me. How did your feelings change?
Buffy looking at her: I don’t love him any more!
Faith: Yeah. Ok. Therefore, Angel... crossed off B's List!... And who's the next lucky dark vampire to receive your devotion?
Buffy smiling crookedly: I don’t know. What you would do if you were in my place?
Faith looking at her, smiling crookedly: Me? You really want to know, B? You already know what I would do. I told you.
Buffy sliding her fingers up and down on Faith leather pants while thinking: Yes and nobody knows it better than I do! Well, I’m not talking about having sex with the first person I meet, I’m talking about feeling!
Faith smiling crookedly: Well, you said you didn’t have any! Take advantage of it, Blondie! That’s all I want to say. You’re free and no virgin, now!... I’m not saying to have sex with the first person you meet. I mean, you have so many new things to experience.
Buffy smiling crookedly, looking at her: Like what?
Faith smiling crookedly: Well, that depends on how open minded you are.
Buffy innocently: And let’s say I would be unwise. What do you suggest?
Faith raising an eyebrow: You? Unwise? Sorry, I can’t imagine it!
Buffy pausing: OK. Bad example (in her thoughts). Faith?
Faith looking at her: What?
Buffy looking at her: Let say then that tomorrow you meet somebody who says to you…I don’t know, maybe: make a wish. What would it be?
Faith smiling crookedly: Well, I don’t know. To be rich, or something like that I guess.
Buffy slightly laughing: Yes, something like that.
Faith looking at her: Why do you ask me that?
Buffy casually: I don’t know. It’s the first thing that came to mind.
Faith: Yeah, and you? If had you one wish to make?
Buffy: I believe that I would ask... Mm... To find my true love.
Faith smiling crookedly, teases: Yeah! B. Wish...
Buffy smiling, looking at her: Yes. That’s why your wish doesn’t stick with you!
Faith raising the eyebrows: Why wouldn’t it stick with me? Hey, it’s cool to be rich! With money, you can have everything you want.
Buffy looking at her: Everything?
Faith: Yeah. Finally, I can just imagine. I don’t know, since I never had money!
The blonde smiles again, deep in thought. She moved to the top of the bed, on her belly and takes the pillow in her hands to lay her head on.
Buffy looking at Faith: And which would be the first thing that you would buy if you have all this money?
Faith: Mm... I don’t know. A house maybe. Or a car.
Buffy smiling crookedly: And a lot of good looking men around a swimming pool.
Faith smiling crookedly: I can have it even without money!
Buffy: And what would you get yourself that you couldn’t otherwise have?
Faith casually: Well, a deserted island only for me! Something like that. Nobody to give me shit. I will put a cemetery in it for patrol and kick vampire ass and I’ll bring in some guys for after.
Buffy smiling crookedly: And me? Would you invite me?
Faith looking at her, smiling crookedly: You want to join to us, B?
Buffy: That would be funny. We could do a whole heap of things!
The brunette was astonished by the blonde’s answer. She raised her eyebrows and kept her half smile.
Faith: Wow. B is free. And what would you do?
Buffy moved onto her back, looking at the ceiling, imagining: I would lie in the sun by the swimming pool. Drink cocktails in a jacuzzi.
Faith smiling crookedly, propped up on her left arm, looking at Buffy: And the exercise in all that?
Buffy smiling crookedly: We would spar like we usually do.
Faith smiling crookedly: I spoke about after patrol. You see? The exercise which makes you climb with the walls!
Buffy raised up and rested on her right arm, taking an questioning air: You want to do this kind of exercises with me?
The brunette Slayer opened her eyes wide at this unexpected question. She even unconsciously stopped breathing. Her eyes looked around while she tried to quickly think of a correct and valid answer
Faith casually: I never said that.
Buffy smiling crookedly: Would you like that?
Faith feeling less and less at ease: But, what’s with the question? I don’t know! Noooo! No, obviously, not.
Buffy leaving the bed: Oh, I would have thought…(Opening her weapons chest) I badly misread the signals. Sorry!
The brunette stared at Buffy, completely lost.
Faith wrinkling her eyebrows: Which signals?
Buffy arranging a stake behind her belt and turning to Faith: I don’t know. Considering we are together all the time. All that. The hearts on the window. The dance at the Bronze.
Faith leaning against the head of the bed, lost, casually: And you? If I ever said yes, would you want to?
Buffy smiling to her crookedly: I don’t know. I’ve never tasted Slayer!
Faith disturbed, lowering her eyes: Yeah.
Buffy advancing towards the bed and kneeling there: And I’ve never been with a girl.
Faith: Sure. I can’t see you doing that in any case.
Buffy looking at her, smiling slightly: Then you would like to!
Faith looking at her: I never said that! I just wanted to know if I wanted to, would you like it?
Buffy smiling crookedly, pausing: That depends on you.
Faith being irritated: Fuck, B! You’re shitting me! Just answer the question! It’s easy! Yes or no?
Buffy leaving the bed, crossing her arms, looking at Faith: Maybe, provided you wouldn’t treat me the way you treat the others.
Faith wrinkling her eyebrows, looking at her, lost: How do I treat them?
Buffy, turning to her trunk, grabbing a stake and tossing it to Faith on the bed: Well, if you were tender and all that. Maybe I would accept (looking at Faith) you as my girlfriend!
Faith felt her heart flutter at this sentence. She lowered her eyes again.
Faith: Yeah, but... Yeah. I’m sure, I would want to be like that with you. (Wrinkling the eyebrows, losing herself) Because it’s you and not…I mean, because I like you... Hum no. (Panicking) That’s not what I wanted to say! I want to say, you’re B! We get along well, and then... Then, I wouldn’t do all those things with you! I wouldn’t be bitchy girl!
Buffy amused to see her in that state, without moving: Well then, it’s almost true because you already call me ‘girlfriend’. So, in theory we are!
The brunette, completely disturbed by the turn of the discussion, remained still, deep in thought. She wrinkled her eyebrows, trying to think and make up her mind.
Faith taking an unconsciously timid voice: Well then, would you like it?
Buffy suddenly tender: Yes, I’d like that.
Faith’s heart leaped in her chest. She stopped breathing for a few seconds. She did’t dare to believe the blonde’s answer. She paused to try to remember this moment and gently raised her eyes to Buffy.
Faith: hum... You would like that finally we are more than…
Buffy looking at her, always tender, interrupting her: Close friends...
Again, Faith felt her heart to flutter and a heatwave came over her. She shivered at Buffy’s words.
Faith: Then... Yeah... I want to say... Can we do that, then?
Buffy smiling at her: And we’re going to patrol for this first, real, date, that I invented so you’d come!
The brunette again lowered her eyes to reflect and assimilate all that had just happened. An intense emotion hit her hard. A date... A date with Buffy. Invented BY Buffy so that Faith would come with her. These words resounded in her mind like a sweet melody, telling her the blonde wasn’t joking. Buffy wanted to really be close friends with her, with Faith.
She raised her brilliant and confused eyes to Buffy and couldn’t say a word.
Buffy, even more tender at the lost expression on her face and in her glance, moved over close to the bed to kneel there.
Buffy tenderly: Do you want to stay here?
Faith completely lost: I don’t know...
Buffy even more tenderly, looking at her while smiling slightly: That’s what I wanted to see. It’s this Faith who attracts me. (Advancing gently close to her, putting her hand on her cheek, stroking it tenderly) We’ll do what you want.
A full body shiver went through the brunette Slayer. She stayed motionless under Buffy’s caress. She didn’t dare move or even look at her for fear of doing something silly. She didn’t want to spoil this moment. She knew the rules for this kind of thing and remained completely motionless to make this moment last. She thought that if she did absolutely nothing, then the blonde would remain like that, one hand cupping her cheek, the other touching her body.Buffy’s last statement resounded in her mind and the more she heard it, the more she trembled.
Buffy, resting her left hand on Faith’s right hip, moved closer, looking at her: Faith, look at me.
The brunette swallowed with difficulty and tried to control the ceaseless waves of heat which beat at her. Slowly and carefully, she raised her even more brilliant eyes to the blonde. As soon as she looked at her, she shivered again. She couldn’t control her own reactions any more.
Buffy smiling tenderly, cherishing the cheek so close to her own: If you had one wish to make right now, immediately, what would it be?
The brunette Slayer lowered her eyes to think about this question, still confused by these sudden events.
Faith in a low and broken voice: Hum... That... That I don’t dream... anymore...
Buffy was upset by the answer, the reaction, and the tone of Faith’s voice. Her right hand went down to Faith’s chin to lift it towards her and to make eye contact. She smiles at her tenderly and, gently, moved in to make contact with her lips.
Buffy: Mine would be to kiss you like that.
The brunette Slayer trembled all over under this kiss. She couldn’t believe she was being held. She remained completely still, noticing her heart beat was even faster.
Buffy shivered like never before, even in the arms of Angel. Tenderly, she closed her lips on Faith’s again, pressing further into this kiss and gently pulling the other girl close to have more contact with her body.
Buffy: Hold me against you.
Faith’s body heat had already reached maximum. Her head turned to Buffy and her hands trembled like sheets hanging in a breeze. Every word the blonde uttered caused her heart to turn over. As if her heart controlled her body, she very gently wrapped her arms around the other Slayer. The simple pressure of the contact caused new shivers within the brown-haired girl.
Buffy also felt this heat and the effects from the kiss exploded through her body. Very slowly, she shifted without ever letting go of Faith’s lips, to pass her right leg over the other girl’s waist to sit astride her. Her two hands rested on the brunette’s cheeks to gently prolong the kiss.
Buffy: Tell me this is what you wanted.
The brunette remained paralysed by Buffy’s new position. The blonde was sitting astride her body. Pressed against her. Her breathing became faster and she could feel beads of sweat gather in the small of her back.
Faith finally closing her lips on Buffy’s again, reeling a little under all her emotions, murmuring, upset: I... I want...
Buffy smiling slightly into the kiss, her hands slowly pushing back Faith’s brown hair before leaning back slightly to contemplate the younger girl: Then... do you love me?
Faith stopped breathing. She remained frozen at this question and no longer knew who she or even where she was. She was lost. Her eyes refused to blink, and it was taking a long time to formulate a response.
“BUFFY... I AM HERE...“
The blonde’s eyes opened wide and moved off Faith hurridely, panicking.
Buffy stood beside the bed: Shit!
The brunette hadn’t even moved... Her mind still remained on the few seconds preceding Joyce’s arrival.
The door of the room opened.
Joyce: Ah, hello, Faith. (Looking at Buffy) I finished early.
Buffy disturbed: Mom! I already asked you to knock before coming in!
Joyce smiling, looking at Faith: Did you eat here this evening?
Buffy not leaving her the time to answer: No, we have a meeting with the others about the mission.
Joyce: Of course. Be careful.
Buffy: Count on it! (Turning to Faith, releasing a deep sigh of relief) Whew! I thought she saw us!
Faith still paralysed her gaze unfocused and mouth half-opened: Yes.
Buffy wrinkling her eyebrows, anxious: Faith? What’s wrong?
Faith still without moving, her mind stuck on the preceding events: Nothing!
Buffy walked over close to the bed, still anxious and sat down with on Faith’s right.
Buffy looking at her: What do you want to do? We can’t stay here. Considering my mother is home, I prefer to leave.
Faith still completely absorbed in thought, murmuring: Yes. I love Buffy.
The blonde’s eyes opened wide at Faith’s words. She remained motionless and her eyes were rivetted on the brunette. A strange feeling of combined satisfaction and joy seized her then, while the words still resounded in her mind. Tenderly, she still approached the other girl’s face and kissed her.
Buffy: I’m with you, Faith. I won’t leave you. I wouldn’t lie to you. (Her right hand caressed Faith’s left cheek tenderly) We will together forever.
Faith in shock and still shivering, her eyes met Buffy’s, murmuring: B... Buffy, yes, I love you.
The blonde felt her heart rebound in her chest. The glance, the words, the range of her voice, the moment. As if all of her body and soul were trying to claim the brunette, she tightened her arms around the other Slayer, pressing her face into her neck planting soft kisses and surrounding herself within the girl’s perfume. She pulled Faith back against her, murmuring in her ear.
Buffy: Me too, Faith.
The brunette trembled slightly against Buffy at hearing those words. Her arms returned to wrap around the other Slayer as if to keep her cloase after hearing those words. She felt so good. She felt plunged in a hot and pleasant bath, filling her up with a sense of well being which she’d never experienced before.
Her lips were posed in an almost disbelieving way on the Buffy’s left cheek, seeking the contact of her skin. She could already feel the blonde pulling away and her body missed the closeness.
Buffy moved back slowly, her voice soft: Should we go, my Faith?
Faith looking at her with brilliants eyes, smiling very slightly: Yes. We should leave. You and me.
Buffy moved at her answer, placing a tender kiss on her cheek and rising: We’ll go to this crypt without vampires.
The brunette sat up and swinging her legs over the side of the bed, her mind moving slowly. She lowered her head, shaking it slightly in order to get rid of her confusion and rose.
Faith cracking her knuckles and trying to act natural, smiling slightly: Yeah! Vampires... Slayers... And vampires... Because we are Slayers!... And we have to kill them!... Here we go...
Buffy looking at her, smiling and going towards the door: I’ll waiting on you.
Faith following her, trying a broader smile: I’m right behind you, B.
Both Slayers left the house on Revello Drive and moved towards the Restfield Cemetery of Restfield. After only a few yards, Buffy, on Faith’s right side, gently grasped the girl’s hand, linking their fingers. She tried to act casually, but even this small contact sent shudders through her.
Automatically, Faith tightened her hand on the blonde’s, silently telling her not to release it. She hadn’t stopped shivering since the room and even started to get used to it. That was fine with her since she was still basking in the sense of well being. Unconsciously, a slight smile of satisfaction and happiness took shape on her lips, while she continued to get close to the blonde.
Faith a little embarrassed nevertheless: B?
Buffy also smiling at her thoughts: Yes, Faith?
Faith: Hm…I told myself... I... I can... Tell me, then... Are we together... I mean... Finally... More than before?
Buffy tightening her hand, smiling: Much more than before.
The brunette smiles in a more significant way, while her body continued to shivers.
Faith: B?
Buffy smiling brookedly but tenderly: Yes, Faith?
Faith: Hm... Would it bother you if... I... I called you... My doll or... Something like that?
Buffy smiling, shivering, astonished and even more tenderly: Not at all.
Faith smiling a little more: Ok... Because I noticed that people who were together… They talk to each other like that, you see. But I would use something you don’t hear very often, like…(Thinking hard) My beautiful... I like it. That‘s more, me. And it’s, in fact, true.
Buffy smiling, moved, stopping and turning the brunette to face her, looking at Faith intently: That’s perfect. I like everything that comes from you.
Faith trembling slightly, smiling very faintly and timidly without realizing it: Yeah. I don’t want... I don’t want that to go, my goodie-two-shoes.
Buffy smiling, her hand going up to touch Faith’s right cheek, looking at her intensely: Can we go to your motel?
Faith’s breathing accelerated, like her heart. Again, the heatwaves submerged her completely. Her eyes are brightened immediately.
Faith: Well... I’m just following your lead.
The blonde smiles at her and again grasped her right hand. They walked, in silence, until the run-down motel.
Once at the door, the blonde felt a slight anguish mixed with impatience and fear descend on her.
Faith looking at Buffy: Hm... If you want... It’s not necessary to come here. We can go patrol, or do something else.
Buffy smiling at her tenderly: I want to be alone with you, far from the cemeteries and the mission. Just you and me.
Faith’s heart panicked again. She turned to the door and sought the keys in her pocket. With a trembling hand she opened the door and let the blone enter.
As soon as Buffy was inside, she watched Faith closing the door and couldn’t keep herself from checking out the brunette. She regretted on having simply done what she had before.
The brunette turned and started to worry. She ran a hand through her hair, looking around. Finally, she stuck both hands in her pockets and moved farther into the room.
Faith: Hm... You want... do you want to watch TV?
Buffy becoming increasingly timid and was irritated by her own hesitation: Yes.
The brunette, feeling strangely relieved, turned on the television and went to sit down on the end of her bed.
Buffy sat down beside her on the left, and looked at the screen without really seeing it. Until now, she had all the previous events in mind. She had planned to show Faith all the things she already knew. Except, now, at this very moment, in the Faith’s room, she lost control entirely.
Buffy without really looking at her, but seeing her out of the corner of her eyes: Hm... You know... I wanted to say to you that... That in fact... I... I really regretted... Angel... All that... Because... In fact... I said to myself that... If I said to you that he was there... Well... You would move away from me... And... I didn’t want that...
Faith felt relief at these words, a weight disappearing from her shoulders.
Faith hardly looking at her, smiling very slightly: It’s cool. Don’t worry, B. I... I understand. It’s over, now. It’s the past.
Buffy turning her glance towards Faith, smiling tenderly: And... I wanted to say... That I didn’t have the courage to tell you what I really thought. Finally... all that... And... I want that now... We will stay together... You see ?... Always...
Faith turning her brilliant eyes on Buffy, moved: Yes... Always... Well... Me either... I really don’t know what I thought, you see... I... I hadn’t dared... Finally... I was sure that... Because you and Angel... That...
Buffy cutting her off: No. Nothing has happened between me and Angel since Acathla. (Pausing, a little constrained) Um, we can... Finally... If you want to stretch out on the bed?
Faith still felt a strong current of heat go through her. She looked at Buffy a moment and without daring to say anything, moved up to lean against the headboard.
Buffy also moved up and leaned against Faith’s shoulder, her left hand on the brunette’s stomach.
Once again, the body of the brown-haird Slayer shivered.
Buffy slowly dropping her hand to Faith’s pants, slipping it timidly below to find make contact wiht her skin: Does this bother you?
Faith trembling slightly, turning her head to Buffy: Not…Not… Not at all... It’s good… everything’s ok.
Buffy stayed this way for long minutes, not daring to speak. Finally, very slowly, she started soft caresses on Faith’s skin, causing the girl to shiver under her hand.
Faith’s breathing became more irregular and more rapid. The heat of her skin increased a little more with each movement of Buffy’s hand.
Faith casually, eyes on the screen, into the silence: Hm…B…With Angel… You…It was…Your first time… But…After…Since that…Have you…
Buffy without moving, cutting her off: You arrived, and no, I didn’t have anybody whom I loved.
Faith shivering even more, smiling very slightly: Oh…But…On the level of…Concerning… the physical part…More…You see…Had you…
Buffy cutting her off, smiling: No, I can’t really say that.
Faith: Oh, OK. Good. Since we are alone…And you said we were together, we could…maybe be…more than friendly…
Buffy interrupted her, smiling and shivering under her innuendos: Yes. That could be fun.
Faith feeling her heat increase: Yes, that could be fun. And you’ve thought about that?
Buffy without moving, gently rubbing her hand on Faith’s belly: And you?
The brunette trembled a little, as much from the caresses of the blonde as from the question.
Faith: Well. Let us say that, maybe, I already thought about it. But not a lot. I thought about it maybe once or twice.
Buffy her hand arriving at the top of her chest: Me, too. I thought about it sometimes.
Faith felt an explosion of heat this time. Her desire was mixed, now, with all her other feelings.
Faith trying to control herself: Oh, that’s cool. So when you thought about us, what did you think?
Buffy flustered by this question started to blush as she saw flashes of their last hot and heavy session in her mind, answered Faith truthfully: We’ll make love!
The brunette remained paralysed by this answer. She felt her heart at the edge of an implosion and her head began to swim at the thought...
Faith: Wow. But what if, for example, that by chance, one day…who knows, I want it, um, would you agree.
Buffy being hardly daring to look at her, smiling at her brilliant eyes tenderly: Do you want it, Faith? I mean… Here…? Now?
The brunette swallowed with difficulty under this direct question. She remained silent a moment, completely lost and disturbed by this heat which increasing and which devoured her inside.
Faith lowering her eyes: Well… That could be… I think that it will be great, yeah.
Buffy using her left hand to move Faith’s chin, forcing the other girl to look at her: I want it, too, my Faith.
Faith stopped breathing and her cheeks burned so much under the heat that it became intolerable. She started to tremble under the power of all her emotions and her desire.
Buffy sat up, without looking away from Faith, removing her top slowly and placing it on the side of the bed: I want you to make love to me like you’ve never done with anyone before.
The pupils of Faith’s eyes dilated at seeing the naked chest and hearing her request. She breathed a little more quickly, while her heart thumped and pounded in her temples, ordering to her to answer Buffy. She couldn’t feel her body under the desire. Puffs of heat started from her belly to block her mind and to completely place her under the influence of her feelings.
Buffy gently drew comforter to the bottom of the bed and went to sit down next to the brunette, opening the button of her own leather pants, always staring Faith.
Buffy bringing her hands back to the bottom of Faith pants, touching her fingers to the other girl’s skin: I want you to love me, Faith, as much as I love you.
The brunette was unable to reason. She was unable to react because of the extreme emotions she felt at the situation and the blonde’s words. She looked at Buffy, all of her answers in her eyes.
Buffy removed Faith’s top completely and slid her hands along Faith’s skin to open her black leather pants.
Buffy contemplating her, her voice tender: Tell me that you want it too, baby.
The mind of the brunette Slayer held nothing but feelings. Nothing mattered anymore but the blonde at her side.
Faith completely in shock, her voice broken and low: I… I want you.
Buffy stares at her intensely, upset by her glance and the tone of her voice. She raised up on the bed and slipped her red leather along her legs before going back to her knees and removing Faith’s pants as well.
At the bottom of the bed, she threw the pants on the ground and grabbed the cover, wrapping their two bodies under the fabric in order to preserve their heat and their intimacy.
Buffy trembling, aroused by the contact Faith’s skin against her, placing her two elbows on both sides of Faith face, her hands caressing: If you knew how much I waited for this moment.
The brunette felt beads of sweat slip along her face and down her back. Her eyes worshipped the the blonde’s entire body. At this moment, she knew she lived soley for Buffy.
Buffy tenderly pressing her lips to Faith’s in a soft kiss: Faith, from now on, you and I will be open about our link, our Slayer bond.
Slowly Faith’s arms wrapped around the blonde and her hands rested on her back. She released a very light sigh of pleasure at this contact.
Faith trembling, murmuring: I love you, Buffy.
Buffy smiling very slightly into the kiss, her right hand gently going slide down Faith’s left arm: I love you too. And I want to prove it. (Reaching Faith’s hand, she raised up just enough to slip the girl’s fingers under her G-string and down to her) I want you to feel how wet you made me.
Faith froze at feeling her fingers to be resting on the sex of the blonde. For a few seconds, she remained in shock at this contact, at feeling the Buffy’s desire.
The blonde Slayer was arched slightly under the hand of Faith, feeling the beats of her heart accelerate, as much as her breathing and the heat of her body. With this light movement, she accentuated the contact and captured Faith lips more impetuously, letting a soft sigh of pleasure escape.
Buffy in shock: Faith…I…I want you.
The brunette’s emotions were, now, hard to describe.
Faith shifted, trembling, murmuring: B…Buffy, can I ask you to take off your underwear?
Buffy paused to clear her thoughts. She broke the kiss and, with her right hand went to seek the thin waistband, sliding the G-string down her legs and off.
Buffy trembling and perspiring: I… Can I remove yours?
Faith staring at her intensely: Yes.
The blonde moved her hand to Faith’s hip, while barely lifting herself enough to remove Faith’s underwear. Just like hers, she let it fall off the bed and stretched herself out slowly on the other girl, trembling at this contact and feeling her body slipping up on Faith's body.
Buffy completely on top of the other slayer, looking in her eyes: I…I knew…Who you... Really were…
The brunette remained frozen a few seconds at the realization that Buffy was as hot as she was. She didn’t really understand her words, but didn’t question them, not wishing or able to think anymore. Slowly, her right hand moved between their two bodies and slipped slowly into Buffy’s mound, which was arched against her. When her fingers threaded between Buffy intimate lips, Faith released a light sigh of pleasure, hearing the same from the blonde Slayer. She felt filled with ecstasy when her hands pressed against Buffy.
Buffy panting, beads of sweats pearling on her face, fixing her intensely with brilliant eyes: I…I would like… That we…That we do it together…You…you understand…?
Faith in shock, trembling: Yes…Yes…I…I see…
In her devastating desire and her incredible emotions, Buffy found the will to gently move her right hand towards Faith’s mound, in order to rest just above her sex without going further. The only way she could keep this action from triggering an orgasm was to violently kiss the brunette under her.
Faith was arched slightly under the contact of Buffy’s fingers on her sex and let loose a more significant sigh. Her pleasure increased every second and the movements of her own fingers massing Buffy’s clit didn’t help anything.
Buffy very gently slipping her middle finger between the brunette’s intimate lips, sliding her fingers up and down the folds, brushing the clit: Faith…I…I want you…In me, my love.
These words caused a long heavy sigh from the brunette which was completely fuelled by her emotions. Slowly and delicately, her index finger infiltrated Buffy’s sex and Faith’s ecstasy was multiplied tenfold.
Faith with ragged breath, rocking her head from side to side, seeking oxygen: Oh…My god…
Buffy arched with a deep sigh of pleasure, pressing her face into Faith’s neck: Mmmmm…I love you…I love you so much… Go on…
The words and the sighs Buffy made in Faith’s ear caused her to be controlled by her desire. Almost instinctively, her clit swelled, seeking a little more contact with Buffy’s fingers. The blonde’s finger began a slow and soft in and out motion in her sex.
Faith sighing even more heavily, completely out of breath, clutching at Buffy’s back with her left hand, murmuring: Mmmm…B…Buffy…I…I love you… too…Mmmm…
Under these words and these noises, the blonde couldn’t fight her pleasure which seized her so violently that her teeth almost unconsciously captured the skin of Faith’s neck in order to muffle her moans of ecstasy.
Feeling and hearing the pleasure of the blonde, Faith was struck violently by her own orgasm, too. She rocked her head back and forth, chewing her lower lip and managed to conceal her moans a little. She had never experienced an orgasm like this one.
Buffy relaxed against Faith, out of breath and awed by the force and the power of her pleasure. She slowly removed her right hand from Faith’s sex, just like the brunette had withdrawn from her, and paused motionless, her face in Faith’s neck. She patiently waited a few seconds to herself time to calm down and gather her thoughts before gently resting her right hand on Faith’s left cheek and raising her head to look at the brunette.
Buffy lips half-opened, moved: You…you made me love you. You took my heart and my soul. From this day, it will be yours.
The brunette slayer remained completely still. Not only had she just tasted true pleasure with Buffy, but the blonde said that to her. She thought she might be dreaming, and lay still for a few seconds, wanting to reassure herself that she was really awake and that this was quite real. Her brilliant eyes fixed on Buffy’s, showing her everything she felt at this moment.
Faith, murmuring, her voice rough with her emotions: Mine was yours a long time ago. Since the first day to be honest.
Buffy, eyes wet, smiling at her tenderly, pressing soft and light kiss on her lips: I love you so much.
Buffy was stretched out against her and slowly closed her eyes to benefit from this intense moment. Faith tightened her arms as much as possible, as if she feared that Buffy would evaporate as soon as she closed her eyes. After a few long minutes, during which she was was filled with from these last minutes and from this fabulous pressure, her eyelids slowly closed.
Faith drifting to sleep, murmuring: I love you, Buffy…
Two years later, Buffy Summers Office, Sunnydale High School.
Buffy eyes closed, sitting behind her desk, biting her lower lip: Yes…Yes…You are… Absolutely… Mmmm… Right… (Her hands tightening their hold on Faith’s hair) That’s ok for me… Mmmm… Very well… Especially… Especially… Now... Go on... Darling…
The brunette smiles crookedly and continued her oral caresses on the sex of the blonde. Her right hand was resting at the top of Buffy’s mound, her index finger delicately massaging the other woman’s clitoris while moving her tongue slowly in and out out of the blonde’s sex.
Buffy panting, tightening her hands on Faith’s hair: Then…There… Mmmm… Darling… You… You make me… Really …Very…
"Miss Summers?"
The blonde suddenly opened her eyes as the door of her office opened on the other side of the room.
Buffy trying to act normally: Mister Wood! (Putting her hands on the desk, trying to contain her pleasure) Oh, hm... Pffiuuu…So hot!
Robin wrinkling his eyebrows: Are you alright?
Faith grinned. She ran her tongue over Buffy’s clitoris, replacing her finger. And switched hands at the opening of her sex.
Buffy surprised by this caress, sighed her answer: Yesss... I'm fine. Very... fine... I’m there.
Wood: Listen. I came to invite you to dinner one evening.
Buffy influenced by her pleasure: Yes... (then realising wrinkled her eyebrows) Nooo! I... mean... (Sighing in ecstasy, trying to slow things down, her head turning) Oh no… Not…Not that.
Wood on the retreat: Not what?
Buffy trying to contain herself, tightening her hold on the pen in her right hand, breaking it under the Faith’s caresses on her mound: No…Not yet…
Wood smiling: Then tomorrow?
Buffy biting her lower lip: Yessss. It’s good. It’s perfect.
Wood: Then tomorrow it is.
The door was closed again and Buffy arched suddenly, her two hands reaching under the desk to grip Faith’s hair.
Buffy in her ecstasy: Mmm… You will… Mmmm… Pay... For that... Goood...
The brunette smiles slightly, while she once again passed her tongue between Buffy intimate lips to collect her cum. Her finger increased the pace of its in and out motion, keeping her love at the edge of her pleasure.
Buffy then moved her hands to the arms of her chair, brutally tightening them under the force of her devastating orgasm.
Buffy with a deep sigh of pleasure: Faithhhhh…!
The brunette made the last in and out movement before being pushed away. She crawled out from under Buffy’s desk, gently pushing her chair back to rise and contemplate the blonde. Faced the other woman, she brought her finger to her own lips and sucking on it to collect the last of her love’s intimate fluid.
Faith leaning on Buffy, resting on the airs of the chair, eyes brilliant and filled with love, smiling: Hey, my beauty. That was ok?
Buffy gathering her thoughts, looking up at her, still in shock from her pleasure, smiling devilishly at Faith: Unpleasant!
Faith grinned, pressing a soft kiss on her lips, before moving back: I want you. It’s you who make me like this, my goddess of love.
Buffy rising and leaning into her, pushing her against the edge of her desk, standing between her legs: You will pay for it anyway!
Faith wrapping herself around the blonde, smiling tenderly: Baby, I came to do more than play vacuum cleaner. But, you didn’t leave me the time. Can I speak to you now?
Buffy kissing her tenderly: You don’t have to get dressed so sexy when you come to see me at work!
The brunette captured her lips with her own and her right hand reached for an object in the back pocket of her leather pants.
Faith bringing her hand between them, barely moving away, dropping a gaze full of love into Buffy’s eyes: Buffy… I… You know that I love you. You know that. In fact, I always loved you. Today we’ve been together two years. If we ever realized our feelings, I… I said myself that (quickly kissing her, her eyes on her right hand) that…(raising her eyes to Buffy) we could make it official. (Trembling) Would you... Would you marry me, Buffy?
Under these words, this glance, her intense and unimaginable emotions, Buffy’s hands went to her face and her eyes became increasingly wet. She remained motionless in happiness.
The brunette look at her intensely and, trembling like never before, knelt in front of Buffy.
Faith lowering her eyes, trying to control herself: Hm…I’m not really gifted at this kind of thing, but… Red said to me (Opening the box, raising her eyes at the same time ) Buffy Anne Summers…Please be my wife?
Still motionless, Buffy’s brilliant eyes remained locked on Faith’s, this time letting some tears fill her eyes.
Buffy in shock, murmuring between a smile and tears: Yes…I…I want…
The eyes of Faith shone of thousand fires… She trembled of any share and her heart was already at the edge of the explosion… Slowly and the eyes becoming wet, Faith was raised, removed the ring of the case, took the left hand of the blonde and slipped it to her with its annular…
Faith raising her eyes to those of Buffy: I love you… And I want that, if even a guy tries to invite you to dinner, I want everyone to know that you’re a married woman, and my wife.
Buffy always smiling in her tears of happiness: I love you also, my love. (Embracing her tenderly) It’s by far, the most beautiful day of my life. (Moving back, looking at the ring on her hand and raising her eyes to Faith, a tender smile on her lips) You touched my soul. It’s yours forever.
Hearing those words, the brunette let some tears of joy run down her cheeks and her lips pressed tenderly to those of the blonde.
Faith: I’m always with you, my doll. And I will be for the rest of my life.
Buffy tightened her arms around Faith and…
Six months later, town hall of Sunnydale, in an office…
Buffy hands against the wall, the head tilted back: Faith…this is... Not good… To see…The groom…In her dress… OK…Under… dress…
Faith grinned, closing her eyes, continuing her oral caresses: Yeah…But…I… I’m not … I’m not looking at you, baby.
Buffy pressing her hands on the bottom of her dress, accentuating the contact of Faith’s tongue on her intimacy: You…You’re really… But…Mmmmm…Really…Incorrigible…
Faith, pushing a finger into Buffy’s sex, moving it in and out in time to the movements of her tongue on the blonde’s clitoris: Mmmm…Yeah…But…It’s ‘cause…I’m missing you, my baby.
"Knock. Knock. (Willow’s voice) Buffy? Is Faith with you?"
Buffy in her pleasure: Noooooo…I…I…I don’t know.
“(Still behind the door) The mayor is here. The guests, too. It will be time soon, you know.”
Buffy feeling her climax start: Oh…Yes…Yeahhhhh. The right time.
“(Worried) Buffy? Are you sure you’re OK?”
Buffy arching her back: Yeahhhhhhh.
“(Perplexed) We’ll wait for you. I’ll see where Faith is.”
Buffy sighing in pleasure: Faith…Yes…It’s…It’s good.
The brunette withdrew her tongue and finger from the blonde’s sex while smiling widely, then moved from under her dress, her eyes still closed.
Turning her back to Buffy, Faith reopened her eyes: Just like that… I don’t see you, baby. (Moving towards the door) I’m gonna wait for my future wife, my beauty.
Buffy fixing her hair by shaking it out: Yes. I’m coming baby. I’ll be right there.
Faith opening the door, grinned, before closing again it: I love you, my girl.
Buffy smoothing her dress down: I love you too.
The door was closed again and Buffy took a long minute to realize what was going to occur. A smile of happiness took shape on her lips and left in turn to go towards the hall where Giles was waiting for her, impatiently.
Giles his glance filled with wonder: Buffy…you are…You are wonderful.
The blonde smiles slightly feeling a mixture of excitement and joy go through her. She seizes the right arm of her watcher and the two doors opened.
As soon as they entered, the small crowd turned to look at Buffy. Faith in front of the mayor, was wearing white leather: a white shirt and a three-quarter length dress made of white leather.
Their glances did not leave one another as they both smiled. Buffy arrived in front of the brunette, wearing her long dress, and her watcher moved back behind her. The brunette thought her eyes looked as brilliant as they had three years ago. Her heart pounded heavily, and her love still grew each day for the blonde slayer.
Moved, Faith, smiling at her tenderly, whispered: You’re the most beautiful of all the women, my love.
Buffy without releasing eyes, touched: And you are the most beautiful thing which ever happened to me.
”We can begin Misses…?”
The two girls looking away from each other, answered at the same time and after a long speech which they did not even hear.
”Miss Faith Lehane, do you wish to take Miss Buffy Anne Summers as your lawfully wedded wife? Do you promise to cherish her, honour her, love her, until death do you part?“
Moved Faith, looking at Buffy with brilliant eyes: And even after, I want it.
Buffy remained emotional and without moving her glance from Faith’s.
”Miss Buffy Anne Summers. do you wish to take Miss Faith Lehane as your lawfully wedded wife? Do you promise to cherish her, honour her, love her, until death do you part?“
Buffy her eye lit by a thousand fires, her heart pounding: Forever and ever.
”May we have the rings?“
Willow, crying, advanced towards Buffy and handed her a small open box with a gold ring decorated with very fine diamonds.
Buffy taking it without looking away from Faith, taking her left hand gently: From this day and all the others which will pass (gently pushing the ring onto Faith’s hands, her eyes wet with happy tears) I will always remain close to you. I give you my love…My being…My heart (caressing her hand) I would love you until the end of time.
The brunette trembled, her emotions were so intense. Her eyes remained locked on those of the blonde. She took the ring being held by Alex and without looking away from Buffy, took her left hand.
Faith, her voice choked with emotion, trembling: This ring represents all that I feel for you all these years (pressing the ring onto Buffy’s finger gently). I promise to make you happy each day that I spend at your side. (Her eyes began to tear up) You are my soul. My other half. My breath of life. Forever, I will keep you close to me, my love…I love you.
Buffy was stunned by the words of the brunette. She didn’t wait longer than the mayor finishing the ceremony before tenderly embracing her wife, proving her love for Faith to all of the gathered witnesses.
”(Smiling…)… You may kiss the bride…”
Xander, Tara, Willow, Giles, Anya, Spike, Angel, Joyce, Cordelia, Lorne, Wesley, Fred, Gunn, Wood, and a host of other guests, smiled at the eagerness of the blonde slayer.
The brunette forgot the assembly completely and wrapped Buffy in her arms, pressing against her and embracing her even more tenderly.
Buffy murmuring into the kiss, quietly: Let’s get in the limo!
Faith grinned into the kiss, feeling her heart beating: Yes, Mrs. Lehane.
Buffy moved back, biting her lower lip, and, eyes glittering, took Faith by the hand, leading her out of the events hall, leaving everyone, and throwing her bouquet behind her.
Willow caught it, proudly.
Willow turning to Tara: I got it!
Almost a year later, in Buffy’s room on Revello Drive.
The blonde awoke quietly and, already smiling, happy to open her eyes to find her love, but…
Buffy panicking: FAITH?!
...to be continued...