The Three of Us

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This Chapter was beta'd by The_Queen_of_Chaos, many thanks for her help
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Buffy quietly opened the door to the basement and headed downstairs. Peeking around the corner, she could see Faith sleeping. Her hair spread out on the pillow, the blankets rising and falling in time with her chest, Buffy just stared in awe. ‘Huh, I thought she looked good when she was awake. She looks so young and peaceful. She also looks incredibly kissable.’ She thought. She silently walked over to the bed, gently lifted the covers and slid into the bed without disturbing Faith. She stared at the ceiling, ‘Okay, now just roll over and snuggle gently. This should be easy.’ Buffy inched over towards Faith and froze when Faith mumbled in her sleep. Faith rolled onto her side and stretched her arm and a leg out to grab Buffy. “Faith!” Buffy yelled as she leapt out of the bed and landed on the floor. “You’re naked!”

“Huh?” Faith sat up groggily, looking around the room. The covers slid down to her waist exposing her breasts as she did. “What? Did I miss something? What time is it?” Her head moved from side to side, while her eyes tried to focus. She spotted Buffy standing at the side of her bed. “B? What are you doin’ here?”

Buffy blinked at Faith, and really tried hard to look up from Faith’s breasts, but her mind and eyes weren’t cooperating. “Umm, I came down to wake you.”

“B,” Faith smirked, “My eyes are up here.” She laughed when Buffy blushed. “So, you crawled in with me and then what?”

“Well,” Buffy decided to look away from Faith. “You rolled over and curled up to me and that’s when I noticed the, uhh, no pajama’s thing.”

“Oh,” Faith laid back down and stretched, arching her back and pushing her breasts up. “Is that a bad thing?” She watched Buffy struggling to keep from looking. She rolled on to her side and propped herself up on her arm. “I didn’t know that findin’ me naked would bother you.”

“God no!” Buffy’s head snapped around to stare at Faith. “I just wasn’t expecting that.” She nervously stepped towards the bed and slowly pulled the covers up. “If you don’t mind, I’ll crawl in with you.”

Looking into Buffy’s eyes, Faith smiled. “You can get in here. I’ll try not to let my nakedness touch you.” Buffy giggled, “I’m, ahh, pretty sure, it’ll be alright.” She rolled to face Faith. “Actually,” she said in a low voice, “It’ll be more than alright.” As she spoke she leaned in and gently kissed Faith. She tentatively reached out to touch Faith’s skin. It felt like heated silk. Soft, warm, inviting. She deepened the kiss, her tongue starting to explore Faith’s mouth. Her own breath rasping in her throat. Their arms wrapped around each other and pulled themselves together. Buffy tensed as she felt Faith’s hardened nipples pushing into her breasts. She could feel her own nipples stiffen in response to the warmth of Faith’s breasts. Her heartbeat increased as she felt Faith’s hand slip under her top. The heat from her hand sent tingles up and down her spine. She rolled Faith over onto her back without breaking the kiss. Faith pushed her thigh between Buffy’s legs and moaned as she settled onto it. Buffy’s hips started to grind her pussy into Faith’s thigh. Faith’s hips started to move against Buffy. They twisted towards Buffy, trying to find some friction of their own.

“Faith,” Joyce yelled from the top of the stairs, “Is Buffy down there?” Buffy and Faith’s eyes snapped open wide at the sound of her voice. Scrambling off of Faith, Buffy was twisted up in the sheets and ended up in a heap on the floor in a tangle of blankets. A very naked Faith was biting her fist to keep from laughing.

“Yeah, I’m here.” A blushing Buffy called up to her mom.

“Okay, breakfast is ready, come on up.” Joyce closed the door and headed back into the kitchen. Faith grinned at Buffy, who was unwrapping the blankets from around her legs.

“What?” she pouted at Faith.

“Umm, ya look kinda cute like that?”

“Ha, ha.” was Buffy’s response. Faith lay back down on the bed and stared at the ceiling. “You know we ain’t gonna get very far if people keep interruptin’ us.” She rolled over and looked down at Buffy. “That might be ok for now though.” Buffy stared up at Faith. “Why would you think that?” She paused for a second, “Don’t you like me?” her voice was almost inaudible.

Faith jumped off the bed and grasped Buffy by the shoulders. “No, no, no, that ain’t it at all. I don’t want this to be what I usually do. I want to make this last.” Buffy was looking at the floor. Faith tucked her finger under Buffy’s chin and pulled up her face so she could see her eyes. Buffy could see the feelings in Faith’s eyes and feel it in her touch. She bit her bottom lip and kept her eyes on Faith’s. “What do you want to do?” She blushingly asked.

Faith smiled at her and softly brushed her lips against Buffy’s. “I ain’t ever really dated anyone before. I wanna see what that’s like. Get ta know ya, and then, you know?”

Buffy looked Faith up and down, “I don’t know, like I’ve already seen you naked, so like the surprise is gone.” Faith sat on the floor as she laughed. “Don’t worry, there’s plenty of surprises left.” She pulled Buffy up into her lap and wrapped her arms around her. “Is this gonna be ok with you?”

“If I get lots of smooches and quality Faith time, then yeah.” Faith pulled her into a slow gentle kiss. Breaking it off, she looked at Buffy, “That’ll be five by five B. Now go upstairs, I’ll put some clothes on, and be up in a minute.” Buffy snuggled into Faith and pouted. “You really want your mom to find us like this?” Faith asked. Buffy leapt to her feet, her eyes wide with panic. “No, I’m going, now!” she turned and ran upstairs.

Two hours later, the jeep screeched into a parking spot outside the Sunnydale mall. “You ready?” a hyper Buffy jabbered at Faith. “It’s time to go shopping!”

A pale Faith stared at Buffy. “Ya know it makes a difference if you actually watch the road when you drive?”

Buffy furrowed her brow, “I’m a good driver.”

“Compared to a blind guy maybe.” Faith answered as she struggled to get her breathing under control.

“There’s nothing wrong with my driving!” Buffy pouted and crossed her arms. Faith raised an eyebrow in response.

“Nothin’ a coupla lessons wouldn’t fix.”

“Hmmph.” was Buffy’s response. Faith reached out and put her arm over Buffy’s shoulders. “Let’s just agree to disagree, and go shoppin’, k?”

Buffy sighed and muttered to Faith. “The only reason I’m letting you get away with this, is because we’re shopping all day.”

Faith laughed at her as she opened her door. “We’ll talk about that to.”

Faith shuddered as the two girls entered the mall. “What’s wrong?” Buffy asked.

“Nothin’. These places just scare the crap outta me.” Buffy turned to Faith. “You’ll go charging into a pack of vampires without blinking an eye, and this place scares you?”

“Yeah, it’s like a phobia or somethin’. Can we leave now?”

“Hah!” Buffy snorted. “We’re just getting started.”

“Crap.” was the solemn reply.

They’d been through three stores and Faith looked like she’d been through the wringer. “Look,” she tapped Buffy on the shoulder. “Coffee.” She pointed at small cafe. Buffy looked at Faith, “Okay, but we’re not done yet.”

Faith rolled her eyes and sighed. “I’ve got a coupla shirts and a pair o’ jeans. What else do I need?”

Buffy leaned in and whispered into Faith’s ear. “Lingerie.”

“Gotcha.” Faith hurried over to the cafe.

The two sat in a quiet corner and slowly sipped their mochas. “So,” Buffy looked at Faith. “You want to date me?”

Faith bit her bottom lip as she looked at Buffy. “Yeah.” she answered. “If that’s okay?” Buffy reached out and covered Faith’s hand with her own.

“That’s very okay.” She gently stroked Faith’s hand with her thumb. “What is this wooing going to entail?”

Faith turned a little pink around the edges. She looked down at the table, and whispered, “I’m not sure; I ain’t ever ‘wooed’ anybody before.”

“Oh.” Buffy paused for a second. “What did you do when you went on a date?”

Faith started to fidget, and look around the cafe. “Never dated anybody neither.”

Buffy furrowed her brow and looked at Faith. “What did you do?” she asked. When Faith hesitated, Buffy took Faiths hand off the table and held it in both of her own. “You can tell me anything, I won’t judge you, or hold it against you. I care for you Faith. I’ll also understand if you don’t want to talk about it.”

Faith looked into Buffy’s eyes, trying to read the blonde slayer. She looked away from her as she marshalled her thoughts. Holding Buffy’s hand, she looked back into her eyes. Buffy could feel the tension in Faith increase as she waited. Faith closed her eyes and sighed. When she opened them again, they were hard. “I’ve never been on a date. Last night was the closest I’ve been.” Buffy’s eyebrows shot up, but she didn’t say anything. She just waited for Faith to continue.

“I always just got some and got gone. I’d find someone to, uhh, scratch my itch, I guess, and then leave or toss’em out.” She dropped her head and waited for Buffy’s response. ‘She’s gonna bolt. By the time I get back to the house all my stuff will be in the yard and the locks changed.’ Buffy reached under Faith’s chin and gently lifted it to look at her.

“What you’re saying is there’s a number of broken hearts between here and Boston?”

“Yeah.”

“Faith, you’ve already told me you don’t do relationships, so I kind of expected some short term stuff. You know, see somebody two or three times.” Faith shook her head. Buffy could see the hurt in Faith’s eyes. “What?” Buffy quietly asked.

Faith sighed and tried to look down. Buffy pulled her chin back up. “Tell me.”
“I never saw them more’n once.”

“Oh.” Buffy willed herself to stay calm. “You’re telling me there’s a, umm, number, of one night stands between here and Boston?” Faith’s eyes were downcast as she nodded her head.

Buffy looked out of the cafe into the mall while she thought. Faith just sat there and waited for the dismissal. After a few minutes Faith spoke up. “I understand how you feel; I’ll just go get my stuff and leave. I’ll be gone by the time you get home.”

Buffy’s head snapped around with her eyes ablaze. “You’ll do no such thing missy.” she snapped. “Do you have any idea how special you’ve made me feel?”

Faith looked at Buffy like she’d grown a third arm. “What the fuck are you talkin’ about?”

“Out of all the people you’ve been with, I’m the one you want to take it slow with. You want to date me. Little Miss “I don’t do relationships’ wants to start one with me. Right?”

“Umm, yeah, I do. Why?” queried Faith.

Buffy leaned towards Faith and gently kissed her. “Thank you for that most wonderful of compliments.”

Faith blinked as she stared at Buffy, “What the fuck are you talking about? I’m a slut. Just fuck somebody and go. How could that be a compliment?”

Buffy smiled at her, “That’s one way to look at it. However I choose to think of it as out of all the partners you’ve had, you’ve chosen to be with me. That’s why it’s a compliment. None of those other women were good enough for you.”

“Uhh, yeah, about that.” Faith was looking at the floor again.

“What about it?” Buffy asked quietly. Faith looked up at Buffy as she sighed. “Not all of ’em were women.”

“Ahh.” Buffy nodded. She stared into her coffee cup, and then looked back at Faith. “Did you, umm, use protection?”

“Yeah.”

It was Buffy’s turn to sigh. “Okay.” She looked hard at Faith. “I’m only going to ask you this once. I want a straight answer from you.” A brief smile flitted across her face. “What is this to you?” she said pointing between her and Faith. “Is this a ‘get some, get gone’ or is it something more?” Faith suddenly started laughing and Buffy got furious. “This isn’t funny Faith, this is deadly serious.”

Faith was grinning at Buffy, “I’m sorry, I couldn’t help it. Did you hear the song that just started to play?”

Buffy listened to the background music for a second. “Yeah, what about it.” Faith was smiling as she shook her head at Buffy. “It’s The Clash, ‘Should I Stay or Should I Go’. Little ironic don’t ya think?”

Buffy smiled back, “Stop dodging the question Faith.”

Faith looked directly at her. “I’ve never felt anything like this before. I wanna see what happens, where we go. I wanna know what it’s like to date somebody. I wanna do that with you.”

Buffy’s face lit up at Faith’s words. “Good answer Faith. That’s exactly what I want. I want to be your girlfriend.” She stood up from the table and held her hand out to Faith. “C’mon, girlfriend, we’ve got more shopping to do.” Faith groaned and laid her head on the table. “You just wanna torture me.” Buffy grinned at the dark slayer. “If you don’t learn to play nicely, I’ve only got two words, ‘Pink’ and ‘Frilly’. Any questions?”

Faith groaned louder, “Okay, you win, I’m comin’.”

The next store they went into was a shoe store. “Why are we here?” Faith asked.

“Because you need something other than one pair of combat boots.”

“I dunno, little polish, they’re good for any formal affair, they’re comfy, and I like ‘em.”

“Faith, a woman needs several pairs of shoes, so just get used to it,” Faith sighed and sat while Buffy instructed the clerk. Twenty minutes later she was sitting amidst a pile of open shoe boxes. Buffy was wandering the aisle looking for more shoes for Faith to try.

“Hey B,” Faith called. “I made up my mind. I’m gonna get these two.” She held up a pair of Stuart Wietzman Black Shadow Gator pumps and a pair of Soho Lab Harlow ankle boots.

Buffy looked at her choices. “Those are nice, you sure there’s nothing else?”

“Yeah, we can always buy more later. But I can’t see me needin’ any more than these anyways.”

“Alright, we’ll get them, then on to the next store.”
“Arrgh,” Faith groaned to the clerk. “She’s tryin’ to kill me, I know it.” The clerk just smiled, “Have a nice day.” and handed the bag across the counter. Buffy took Faith by the arm and steered her back out into the mall.

Faith stood in front of the dress shop, peering in the doorway. Buffy was already three rows deep into the store. “C’mon Faith, they won’t bite.”

Faith was looking around as she cautiously entered the store. “I dunno, there’s way too much pastel in here for me.”

Buffy turned to her, “Look around, you might find something you like.” Faith grumbled and started to wander around the store. She found a rack of dresses on sale at the back and started to look through them. “Hey B,” Faith called out. “I found one I wanna try on. I’ll be back in a minute.” Faith turned into the dressing room and started to change. It was a very short black leather dress with a choker type collar. Two straps ran from the collar to the top of the dress. She twisted the dress around so the zipper was on the side. She pulled it up then shifted the dress so it was on properly. She snapped the collar on and looked at herself in the mirror. The dress looked like it had been painted on. The two straps and the front of the dress barely contained her breasts. ‘Man, I love the feel of this.’ she thought. She turned back to the bench, pulled out her new pair of pumps, and put them on. Looking into the mirror again, ‘Holy Fuck! This is a hot outfit. I really hope she likes it!’ she thought. She ran her hands down her sides as she checked herself in the mirror one last time. Opening the door she stepped back out into the shop. “B,” she called, as she walked up to the mirrors, “Whatta ya think?” She studied herself and turned from side to side. “B?” she called again. She stepped back from the mirror and walked to one side, watching herself as she moved. “B?” Faith turned to look for Buffy. Buffy, the clerk, two customers and four men in the mall were all staring at her with their mouths open. Faith raised an eyebrow and smirked at the audience. “So I take it that this looks okay?” She did a slow turn just to be sure everyone got a good look. She stepped in front of Buffy and leaned forward a little. “B,” she whispered, “you’re droolin’.”

“Huh? What?” Buffy stammered. The rest of the people that were staring also started to come to their senses. “I’ll just go ring that up.” The clerk said and headed for the till. The other two customers muttered at each other and hurried off.

“Do ya think your mom would mind if I got this?” Faith asked.

Buffy stared at her, “If you don’t get it, I’ll beat you senseless.”

Faith laughed at her, “I’ll go get changed then.”