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BtVS AU/AR › FemmeSlash - Female/Female › Buffy/Faith
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BtVS AU/AR › FemmeSlash - Female/Female › Buffy/Faith
Rating:
Adult +
Chapters:
16
Views:
7,503
Reviews:
20
Recommended:
1
Currently Reading:
1
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I do not own Buffy the Vampire Slayer (BtVS), nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
chapter 12
Chapter 12
Dawn’s pale rays were just starting to touch the horizon when Faith returned home, a little grumpy that there had been nothing to fight or eat on her way home. ‘Though on a lighter note I did set up that account at the food bank’ she thought as she quickly closed the door to keep the harmful rays outside. Making her way briskly towards her training room lost in her non thoughts about a certain slayer, she ran smack dap into James. Almost falling Faith looked up with wide eyes. It had been close to five years since she had seen him, the major problem that she was trying to get processed into his head was the fact that she was seeing him in the first place. She had watched him get burned alive by that mob in Prague just after Spike had found them. Her friend had died protecting them. Her jaw dropping open, she just stared at him not really knowing what to do. Then her world went black.
***
Opening her eyes, Faith found her self on the floor in a black evening gown and veil covering her eyes. Rising on her elbows Faith took in her surroundings; she was in a dark room surrounded by both black and red candles. A light magical breeze flowing through the room caressing her skin, looking to her left she took notice of a pathway of candles leading deeper into the darkness. Pushing herself up Faith took the veil off of her face and staggered down the path way. Her insides twisting and churning as if she hadn’t eaten in months, she felt like she was going to be sick. Her tongue flicked against her incisors the sharpness cutting it. Her own blood making her feel ravenous, Faith kept walking further into the darkness until she came upon a door the shine from the gold knob attracting her attention. Placing her hand on the door Faith turned and pushed the door hitting the wall with a loud bang. The room was small and filled with the smell of feces and blood. To her right she heard rats scurrying along the floor, over metal. To her left was another door this one painted blood red instead of black like the first one.
Opening the door Faith was blinded by torch light, shielding her eyes against the harshness of the light it took her eyes a moment to adjust against the change in atmosphere. When she could see however, a startled gasp escaped her eyes at the picture that was in front of her. There on a four poster king size bed covered in black sheets lay Buffy who considering how much skin showed she guessed was naked underneath them. Surveying the rest of the room that was lit by torches, she spied a fire place with a fire burning inside, on the mantle in the middle were two glass blood goblets filled with red wine. On the table between the two plush chairs that were in front of the fire was a bowl over flowing with fruit on top of a plate surrounded with fine cheeses and caviar.
A groan coming from behind her making her turn around to face the bed, not even feeling her self move Faith found herself at the side of the bed in front of the blond brushing the hair away from the blond slayers face with almost a tender loving touch. Watching the blonde’s eyes flutter open, Faith laid her self next to the blond caressing her face, whispering sweet nothings into her ear as she pulled Buffy’s hair away from the blondes neck. Lowering her head as she exposed her fangs, biting deeply as she drank her hand covering Buffy’s mouth her other hand holding the blond down as she felt her struggle, pulling the blond closer to her, her body taunt against her.
Buffy’s shout’s muffled soon turned to whimpers to moans as she felt her life leave her and pleasure replace the pain. Just when she thought she was going to die the pressure alleviated, weak from blood loss Buffy could do nothing to fight off the brunette as she brought her now opened wrist to the blonde’s mouth. Warm thick liquid seeping down her throat as she heard Faith whispering into her ear “Time to wake up.” Before she and the rest of the dream disappeared.
***
Sitting up in bed in a cold sweat Buffy looked around her room taking not of the darkness surrounding her, still freaking out over the dream a bit she got up and walked to her window and threw open her curtains. As soon as the sun hit her she screamed in pain as the light assaulted her eyes, throwing the curtains closed Buffy held a hand to her eyes as pain radiating throughout her skull she barley noticed her mom coming into her room shouting at her what the matter was as she passed out, the last thing she remembered before unconsciousness claimed her was feeling the scar on her neck.
TBC…
Dawn’s pale rays were just starting to touch the horizon when Faith returned home, a little grumpy that there had been nothing to fight or eat on her way home. ‘Though on a lighter note I did set up that account at the food bank’ she thought as she quickly closed the door to keep the harmful rays outside. Making her way briskly towards her training room lost in her non thoughts about a certain slayer, she ran smack dap into James. Almost falling Faith looked up with wide eyes. It had been close to five years since she had seen him, the major problem that she was trying to get processed into his head was the fact that she was seeing him in the first place. She had watched him get burned alive by that mob in Prague just after Spike had found them. Her friend had died protecting them. Her jaw dropping open, she just stared at him not really knowing what to do. Then her world went black.
***
Opening her eyes, Faith found her self on the floor in a black evening gown and veil covering her eyes. Rising on her elbows Faith took in her surroundings; she was in a dark room surrounded by both black and red candles. A light magical breeze flowing through the room caressing her skin, looking to her left she took notice of a pathway of candles leading deeper into the darkness. Pushing herself up Faith took the veil off of her face and staggered down the path way. Her insides twisting and churning as if she hadn’t eaten in months, she felt like she was going to be sick. Her tongue flicked against her incisors the sharpness cutting it. Her own blood making her feel ravenous, Faith kept walking further into the darkness until she came upon a door the shine from the gold knob attracting her attention. Placing her hand on the door Faith turned and pushed the door hitting the wall with a loud bang. The room was small and filled with the smell of feces and blood. To her right she heard rats scurrying along the floor, over metal. To her left was another door this one painted blood red instead of black like the first one.
Opening the door Faith was blinded by torch light, shielding her eyes against the harshness of the light it took her eyes a moment to adjust against the change in atmosphere. When she could see however, a startled gasp escaped her eyes at the picture that was in front of her. There on a four poster king size bed covered in black sheets lay Buffy who considering how much skin showed she guessed was naked underneath them. Surveying the rest of the room that was lit by torches, she spied a fire place with a fire burning inside, on the mantle in the middle were two glass blood goblets filled with red wine. On the table between the two plush chairs that were in front of the fire was a bowl over flowing with fruit on top of a plate surrounded with fine cheeses and caviar.
A groan coming from behind her making her turn around to face the bed, not even feeling her self move Faith found herself at the side of the bed in front of the blond brushing the hair away from the blond slayers face with almost a tender loving touch. Watching the blonde’s eyes flutter open, Faith laid her self next to the blond caressing her face, whispering sweet nothings into her ear as she pulled Buffy’s hair away from the blondes neck. Lowering her head as she exposed her fangs, biting deeply as she drank her hand covering Buffy’s mouth her other hand holding the blond down as she felt her struggle, pulling the blond closer to her, her body taunt against her.
Buffy’s shout’s muffled soon turned to whimpers to moans as she felt her life leave her and pleasure replace the pain. Just when she thought she was going to die the pressure alleviated, weak from blood loss Buffy could do nothing to fight off the brunette as she brought her now opened wrist to the blonde’s mouth. Warm thick liquid seeping down her throat as she heard Faith whispering into her ear “Time to wake up.” Before she and the rest of the dream disappeared.
***
Sitting up in bed in a cold sweat Buffy looked around her room taking not of the darkness surrounding her, still freaking out over the dream a bit she got up and walked to her window and threw open her curtains. As soon as the sun hit her she screamed in pain as the light assaulted her eyes, throwing the curtains closed Buffy held a hand to her eyes as pain radiating throughout her skull she barley noticed her mom coming into her room shouting at her what the matter was as she passed out, the last thing she remembered before unconsciousness claimed her was feeling the scar on her neck.
TBC…