We Need Each Other

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"This is Faith..the other Vampire Slayer.." Andrew said as he moved the camera around her, filming Faith as she flipped through the pages of the latest Spawn comic.

Faith looked up at him, from the couch, and waved at the camera. "Hiya.."

"So, Faith..tell me, how do you feel after being injured at the hands of merciless evil?"

Faith thought for a moment. "Well.. pretty fuckin' pissed off, actually. But, me and Buffy will make it right." She said, satisfied with her answer.

"Ahh, yes.." Andrew said, pausing and turning the camera toward himself, getting a full frame of his own face. "As I have told you before, gentle-viewers, the two Slayers are the yin and yang of each other. Buffy the bright goddess, and Faith the dark haired queen. They have come together joining forces, not to mention their hearts, to fight the forces of evil."

Faith just sat and watched him and laughed to herself. That kid is fuckin' crazy, she thought. This guy used to be an evil mastermind?

"Let us now, get Faith's perspective on her new relationship with our fearless, if not longwinded, leader. Andrew turned the camera back around, focusing it on Faith once again.

Faith shrugged, looking at the camera. "Well, it's not really new. The relationship I mean. We were together years ago..I did some pretty bad stuff and it ended. But, it's ok. I'm different now. We both are."

"Oh, your turn to the dark side of the force..Would you care to elaborate on that?"

"Not really." Faith said flatly, shaking her head. "Let's just say it was bad and leave it alone, ok?"

"Um..well." Andrew stammered. "Can you describe for us, your relationship with Buffy?"

Faith smiled, then. Now this was a subject she could get into. She settled back into the couch, before she answered. "Well..it's hot..sexy..passionate..and just all around incredible."

She was grinning broadly, then her eyes drifted off, away from the camera. She continued. "It's also sweet. Romantic, too. She does such great things for me. I just can't get enough of her. It's like whenever I'm not around her, I'm always thinking about her in the back of my head and wishing I could be with her. Then when I'm with her, all I want to do is grab her..and kiss her..and.."

After a pause, Andrew asked. "..and?"

Faith just looked mischievously at the camera. "That's none of your frickin' business, Girlie-Pants." With that she gave the camera her middle finger and grinned.

Andrew sighed dreamily, as he shut off the camera. This was great stuff.

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That night, the two Slayers lay in their bed, holding close to each other. Buffy's head was resting contentedly on Faith's tummy, her fingers stroking lightly along the area of her lover's stomach that was now completely healed over. Inspecting and touching tenderly.

"It's strange.." She finally said.

"What is, baby?"

"Well, it's only been about a week. But where you were hurt..it's all gone. Not even any scars, just like always." She hesitated, still running her hand across her lover's belly, finally stopping at a certain point. "So why's this still here?"

Faith looked down to see Buffy running her finger along the length of a certain scar. The only one that Faith's body bore, that hadn't faded entirely thanks to the Slayers' incredible healing process. The scar that Buffy herself had given her years ago, when she had run Faith's own knife into her during their rooftop fight.

"I dunno." The dark-haired girl, finally said. "I've wondered about that too. I used to look in the mirror and stare at it, wondering why it didn't go away like all the others."

Buffy leaned down and kissed the spot. Once. Twice. Then, she resumed stroking the area with her fingers, and Faith continued to wonder.

"Maybe.. it's there because I still want it."

Buffy lifted her head and looked at her lover.

"What do you mean? Why?"

"Sometimes when I look at it..it reminds me of what I used to be. I don't ever want to go back to that. So, it stays there. To remind me."

"You'll never go back there. I'm here for you, and I won't abandon you this time. I'll never let you go." Buffy sat up and brought both of her hands up to rest on Faith's shoulders, smiling. "Got it?"

The lovely brunette smiled. "I got it."

Then Buffy brought Faith's lips to her own, kissing her with all she had. Giving her every bit of passion that was in her, and hearing Faith moan into her touch.

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My lips press against yours, and I feel you melt into me. I tentatively move my hands into your beautiful, dark hair and hold you close to me. Your intensity rolls off of you in waves, and I feel your passion flood into me like it was just being poured in.

Your hand is on my waist, gently stroking and bringing the most delicate but electric sensations, from your slightest touch. Oh my. Everything about you arouses me, and brings out the sweetest part of me that I try to keep hidden. You complete me.

I feel your hand between my legs, gently stroking my inner thigh. You're teasing me, but I know that you'll give me what I need. You always do, no matter how much you tease.

"Oh, Faith." I gasp, when you begin to kiss my neck. I need you, please take me.

At the sound of me whispering your name, your grip on me intensifies. Hands running across my body with urgency that I'm not sure I can match. You need me too.

I press myself against you, so closely that I can hardly breathe. The feeling of your body against mine is so powerfully intoxicating, and I moan with the feeling that runs through me. Our mouths separate and you alternate between kisses and light licks down my neck, finally stopping at my breast.

Oh God. Circling my nipple with your tongue then drawing it into your mouth, pulling at my flesh. Light little nibbles that send jolts of pleasure all the way down to my center.

"Yes..oh please, Faith."

One of your hands slips down my stomach toward my aching sex, and my whole body shivers at the touch of your fingers against me.

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Ooh, my girl likes that, huh?

I keep one arm wrapped firmly around your waist, holding you in place while I continue to work on your dripping need. Slipping my middle and ring fingers inside and letting the pad of my palm rub against your clit, as I slowly work them in and out. I can feel you trying to arch up in pleasure, but I continue to hold you tight on top of me.

"Oh..yess..that feels so.."

That's my girl. I love hearing you moan for me, knowing how high that I can take you. I can't help but grin. You're close; I can feel it. Your muscles are clenching around my fingers, and a vibration is building in you like a low hum that rapidly increases to a roar.

Your body jerks against me like you're being pulled apart from the inside, but still I hold you close not letting you go. Most times you groan or even cry out when you climax, but this time you let out this adorable series of gasps and whimpers. So cute.

Lying on top of me, finally you catch your breath while hugging and gently stroking my sides. Finally, you lift your head and look at me, the dreamiest look in your eyes.

"You're amazing.."

B, you're gonna give me a swelled head. You nuzzle back down against me, and I feel your warm breath against my shoulder. Even that slight sensation makes me gasp then shiver, and you can feel it. You look up at me again, smiling sweetly.

"You want me?" with a little wink.

I push you onto your back, straddling your waist and smile down at you. My face is only inches from yours, as I speak.

"Girl, I'm so fuckin' hot for you. You have no idea what you're in for."

Time for you to go to school, my little B.