Freakin Christmas

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Buffy’s POV

Oh god what is that? I woke with a start. Mmm, Faith. She’s smells good. She always smells good. Oh, look she was still sleeping. I wanted to kiss her. But she looked tired. Was it morning? No. Oh well, it was like five, but I’m not sure that constitutes morning in any sane person’s universe.

I was lying on top of her. Still, she was asleep. Ok, guess I didn’t crush her to death. That’s good, right? Look how cute she looked. I know, I know, she didn’t want to be called cute or sweet or whatever, but she was.

She was breathing, in and out, slowly and so I moved off of her. I didn’t want to smother her. I instantly missed her body. Oh, I wonder if she would let me sleep there again. She had her head turned to the side. She even slept beautifully. Was that possible?

She still had my tank top on. I wished I could take it off without her noticing. I pulled the sheet off her legs. Hee, she was still naked there at least. And hot. Did I mention hot?

One of her hands was by her side and the other was on her stomach. She had been holding me to her before I scooted away. I should have stayed where I was. Smart, Buff.

Or I could just move back. Wake her up, maybe. I started to tap her on the shoulder. Wait…I could wake her up another way.

I moved down her body with my hands. She shivered a little but didn’t wake up. I reached her legs and spread them, putting myself in between them. I moved back up her body slowly, running my fingertips up her stomach. I didn’t want to wake her, not yet. She looked so peaceful. And besides, maybe waking up with my face in her…well you know…that might be better. I continued to rub her torso, soft strokes, back and forth. Ok, that was enough. I’ve got more important things to do right now.

I stretched out, between her legs. I was lying on my stomach, arms holding me up on the outside of her thighs. I bent over and blew a small puff of air on her pussy. Look, she shuddered again. Ok, don’t wake her up. She moved her hand from her stomach but appeared to still be asleep. I blew air again. This is amazing. I could already see her getting wet, and I hadn’t even touched her.

Truth be told, I’d never done this before. But hey, there was always a first time, right? I lowered my mouth, still holding myself up, to her pussy. I could smell her. It smelled…I don’t know…erotic seems like the right word. I ran my tongue slowly up her lips, parting them. I was trying to be gentle. Back and forth as soft as possible. I could taste her wetness. God, now I was going to get addicted to this. I rolled my tongue around her clit. I didn’t want to touch it. Not yet. After a moment, she began to get wetter. I made my way back down to her opening and sneaked my tongue inside. I let it sit there for a moment. Just tasting her. Then I pulled it out and shoved it back in, pulling her thighs to me and resting my face against her.

“Damn,” I heard a muffled cry, “What are you doing…Ah, god…Don’t stop,” She muttered.

Oh don’t worry. I began to shove my tongue deeper inside her. Alternately pulling it out and licking up and down her slit.

“Oh fuck oh fuck oh fuck…B…god you are …killing…”oh don’t talk Faithy.

I scooted up a little and wrapped my lips around her clit. Not touching it yet, I sucked the top of her pussy into my mouth. She bucked up off the bed. Oh, she liked that. I moved one of my hands off of her thigh and starting running my fingers up and down cunt. I let off her clit for a moment, running my tongue up the underside, before pulling it in my mouth again. I pushed two fingers inside her at the same time.

“Fuck!!!!!!!!!!” She screamed. Yep, I guess everyone is probably gonna hear us again. So don’t care, though.

She put her hands in my hair, pulling herself into my face. I could feel her slapping against my cheeks, she was bucking so hard.

“Oh god…I can’t…I can’t…I’m gonna…”She was gasping for air.

I stopped and looked up at her, “Gonna what?” Yeah, I’m evil.

“Oh, god…don’t stop,” she said, involuntarily still bucking her hips, “please don’t stop.” She pushed my face back into her pussy. Oh, my baby was a grouchy one in the morning, wasn’t she?

“There, right there.” She sighed, and we began the rhythm again. I was sucking her and plunging my fingers into her. I added another.

“Fuck…” She screamed out.

Oh, yeah. I was good.

Faith’s POV

God, B’s got her fingers inside me, and she was masterful with her mouth…Fuck. I could feel my pussy start to contract around her fingers. I was close. I was “gonna come. B…” I muttered. I thrust my hips into her face once more and she pulled my clit into her mouth sucking as hard as she could. Fuckkkkkkkkkk, that felt so….Oh god, “I’m cominggggggggggg,” I screamed.

“Oh, oh, oh…god, oh god,” I said, pumping my pussy into her mouth once more.

I settled back down. Spent. She wakes me and makes me tired. How did she do that? She was licking, back and forth, cleaning me off.

I rubbed her hair. “Come here,” I told her. She took her fingers out of me. Miss them, by the way. And crawled up my body. I could see my cum all over her face. Shit, that was hot.

She bent down and kissed me, “Merry Christmas Faith,” she said, smiling at me.

I bent up to kiss her. I could kiss her forever.

“I’m so glad you guys are finally up,” I heard Dawn whine outside of the door.

“Can I open my presents now for god’s sake? Or are you two going to keep doing that all day long as well. Cause I gotta tell ya…”

“Dawn,” hah, Tara was outside the door as well, “Come on, let’s go fix breakfast.”

And Willow, “Yeah Dawn…I bet Buffy and Faith are still…tired or something.”

Giggling. Oh, they are so funny. Jesus, how does B stand living with such comedians everyday.

“Alright guys,” Tara said, “let’s go.” See she’s a sweetie, “I’m sure they will be extra hungry this morning.” Oh, never mind, she’s gone all evil as well.

I turned to look at B. She was hiding her head under the pillow. Was she still embarrassed? I lifted the pillow off of her head. She was giggling.

“Do they have to call attention to it?” She asked. Ok, she doesn’t seem embarrassed. Good sign, I decided.

I don’t want to get up. I hit her with the pillow she had covering her head. “Come on,” I said looking down at her, “We’ve got to go.”

She moaned, “I’m still sleepy.”

I grinned at her, “Well, you shouldn’t get yourself worked up like that this early in the morning. Am I too much for you to handle?”

She rose from the bed, “Shut up,” she giggled.

She got up from the bed. Turning back, she looked at me, “Well are you coming?”

I looked at her for a moment and then down at myself, “Naked?” I asked, raising an eyebrow.

She looked down. Looking back up, she rolled her eyes, “Probably not the best idea?”

“Well you know I have no problem seeing you naked, but you might want to …Well I’m not to happy about everyone else seeing you naked.” I am such a fool.

She fished around for a pair of pajamas; she came back up with two pair. “Here, put these on.”

Uh, no way, no how, hell no. I’m not wearing those, “I’m not wearing those, B.”

She just looked at me. I shook my head. She stuck out her bottom lip.

I grabbed them, “Just give me the fucking things,” I said. Yes, I am an idiot. And a sucker. And I’m whopped. Who was I kidding? I was loving every minute of it.