A Witch In LA

Chapter 15

“Love, you okay?” Tara asks Faith that night as they come in after going on patrol with Wes and Gunn.

“Yeah, lucky bastard.” Faith growls out looking at her shoulder.

“Let me get it cleaned up and see how bad it is.” Tara murmurs as she grabs the First Aid Kit out of the bathroom, quickly coming back out into the bedroom. “I need to find a spell to help your clothes.” Tara smirks slightly at the ruined top. Quickly divesting the slayer of the top and bra, Tara cleans the wound quickly and thoroughly. “It could use a couple stitches.” Tara admits quietly.

“Can you do ‘em?” Faith questions quietly watching Tara.

Tara nods her head, digging around in the kit to find the thread and needle. Quickly threading it, she sighs quietly.

“What’s wrong?” Faith questions quietly, hearing the sigh.

“I don’t like you getting hurt.” Tara admits as she cleans the blood away. “Need anything to bite down on, love?” As Faith shakes her head she smiles softly. “I’m ready to start.” Tara quickly stitches up the slayer’s wound. Tying the thread off, and snipping it, she throws away the left over thread and sets the needle aside to clean later.

“You know I’m gonna get hurt.” Faith watches as Tara closes the kit and sets it on the floor.

“I know. Doesn’t mean I have to like it.” Tara smiles crookedly at the slayer. Wrapping her arms around the slayer’s waist, Tara lays her head on her good shoulder. Running her hands over the slayer’s warm lower back, Tara smirks as Faith groans and pushes gently into her.

“Yeah, well I don’t think it’s fair when the vamps decide to use knives. Something just wrong with that.” Faith growls out quietly easing her hands down over the witch’s back to cup her ass firmly. “By the way, thanks for getting the other ones trying to sneak up on us tonight.”

“Wasn’t anything.” Tara murmurs hugging the slayer tighter. “But I do think we need a shower in like the worse possible way.”

“It was something.” Faith pulls back to look into her lover’s eyes. “You dusted those two vamps when they tried to sneak up on us.”

“Didn’t want to chance them hurting you.” Tara looks down blushing lightly.

“How’d ya’ do it, babe?” Faith questions.

“A little spell on a stake, it kind of made it a homing missile for the two vamps.” Tara admits quietly.

“New spell?” Faith looks at her lover and as Tara nods her head, Faith narrows her eyes. “When did you find the spell?”

Tara nibbles on her bottom lip for a moment not looking in Faith’s eyes.

Faith growls quietly gently lifting Tara’s chin. “You’ve been researching when I’ve been sleepin’, haven’t ya?”

“Some.” Tara finally admits. “I’ve also been studying and researching additional spells when you’re training and mending the weapons. In case you…anyone‘s hurt badly, I‘ve been brushing up on my healing spells, also.”

“Babe, I want you to get a good nights sleep. Don’t push yourself, ‘kay?” Faith runs her thumbs gently over Tara’s cheeks. “I love ya’, and I don’t want ya’ to make yourself sick by not getting enough rest.”

“So only researching and studying during normal times.” Tara nods her agreement smiling at her lover. “How do you think everybody got along while we were out on patrol tonight?”

“Don’t know.” Faith shrugs her shoulders as she heads towards the bathroom. “Shower or bath?”

Tara thinks on it and smiles. “Bath, I feel like soaking in a nice hot tub of water, with you wrapped around me.”

“Doable.” Faith nods in agreement. “Bubbles?” She glances over at Tara and watches the grin cross her face. Chuckling quietly, Faith grabs the bubbles up and squirts a good dollop into the running water.

“I think Angel might have decided to talk to Buffy about his soul while she was here.” Tara mentions quietly while slowly stripping her clothes off, watching as Faith quickly divests herself of the rest of her clothes.

“Yeah, I kinda got that impression.” Faith checks the temperature of the water, adding a touch more cold to it, knowing Tara’s skin is a lot more sensitive than hers is. “It’s nice of the gang to give us a break on the patrols while Little D is here.”

“Yes, it is.” Tara smiles walking towards Faith, leaning down and checking the temperature of the water. “You could have had it hotter, Faith. I know you like a good hot bath.”

“Yeah, but don’t wanna hurt ya’.” Faith growls out quietly before running her hand gently over Tara’s backside. “I wanna make sure you’re in good shape for tonight.” Running a finger gently between the witch’s ass cheeks, Faith smirks as she pushes back against the slight pressure. “Like that?” Faith huskily questions.

“I wouldn’t say no.” Tara murmurs quietly.

“That wasn’t really an answer.” Faith murmurs before placing a gentle kiss on the witch’s back and running her hands around to hug her.

“Hmmm.” Tara closes her eyes as Faith softly caresses her stomach.

Faith chuckles quietly. “You need to answer my question, babe.” Placing soft wet kisses along Tara’s neck and shoulder while waiting for an answer.

“What question?” Tara moans out quietly while grasping one of the slayer’s hands and placing it over her breast, groaning as the weapon roughened hand scrapes gently over the sensitive flesh.

Growling quietly at the distracted witch, Faith slides her other hand back between their bodies, and slides a finger gently between the witch’s ass cheeks to barely brush over the witch’s rosebud. “Do you like?” She whispers in the witch’s ear.

Swallowing hard and pressing back into the finger, Tara moans quietly. “I don’t know. But I sure don’t mind what you’re doing now.” Tara inhales deeply at the finger playing teasingly around the virginal orifice. Barely there butterfly presses.

“Hmmm.” Faith hums quietly before shifting the playful hand back around to the front of her witch and pressing her body in tightly against Tara’s back. “Maybe something to play with in the future. Might want to climb in the tub before it gets too full.” Faith flicks her tongue over Tara’s ear lobe before easing back from the witch to turn the water off.

“Why the future?” Tara breathes out before climbing into the tub, leaving room for Faith to climb in behind her.

Faith smiles and eases in behind the witch, placing her legs on either side of her and pulling her back to lay against her body, while she leans back against the sloped back of the tub. Lovingly running her hands over the front of the witch, cupping her breasts gently before circling the quickly hardening nipple with a calloused finger. Placing tender kisses across the witch’s neck and shoulders, tongue flicking out occasionally before sucking on especially tender spots, making Tara make the most delicious noises. “God, I love the sounds you make when you get aroused.” Faith growls quietly in her ear. “I like it when you try to hold back and you do that little inhaled whimper and your stomach muscles clench, that is such a turn on.”

Tara arches up into the slayer’s hands that are still gently playing with her breasts. “What are you doing to me?” Tara pants out, feeling her arousal building to an almost fever pitch. “And you didn’t answer me. Why the future?”

“I’m making love to my witch.” Faith breathes hotly into her ear. “Because I want to make sure you enjoy, and that means I need to make a trip to the Adult store.” Faith licks up over the tender spot behind the witch’s ears, before gently sucking.

“Goddess.” Tara whimpers out at the shot of arousal shooting straight to her center. “I need you.” Tara growls out quietly, shifting her lower body around while grasping the slayer’s thighs in her hands.

“I need you, too.” Faith moans licking over the witch’s jaw before kissing her deeply as Tara turns her head, capturing her lips. Languorously wrapping her tongue repeatedly over Tara’s, Faith draws Tara’s tongue into her mouth so she can alternate sucking and nibbling on the muscle. Finally releasing the witch’s tongue, Faith captures first the top, then the bottom lip, running her tongue over each before working her way back down the witch’s neck, flicking her tongue repeatedly against the skin. Using the buoyancy of the water, Faith lifts Tara up briefly so she can have her own legs under the witch. Setting Tara back down on her thighs, Faith gently spreads the witch’s legs with her own. Continuing to flick her tongue over the tasty skin of the witch, Faith slides her hand slowly down the front of the woman, stroking around her belly button for long moments, making Tara squirm and cry out quietly in desire.

Tara reaches behind her with both hands, burying her fingers in Faith’s soft tresses. “Fa-a-aithhhhhhh.” Tara pants out, making her name into more syllables than it was ever supposed to be.

Grinning into the witch’s shoulder, Faith runs her fingers down to play softly over the neatly trimmed mound, making Tara shift up, trying to get her hand to slide down just that little bit further. On the next gyration of the witch’s hips, Faith spreads the swollen lips of the witch and runs her middle finger over the blood engorged muscle begging for attention. Feeling it already starting to spasm against her finger, Faith presses gently against the muscle, not moving her finger in any way.

As Faith presses against her needy clit, Tara groans arching up against the pressure as an incredible orgasm works through her body, making her cry out Faith’s name loudly.

Faith moves her hand that’s playing with Tara’s breast to wrap around her chest, holding her tight against her body, moaning quietly at the pressure against her own chest. Keeping the other hand against the witch, Faith waits for Tara to ride out that orgasm. As she slowly eases back down, Faith starts to stroke gently over and around the extremely swollen muscle. Feeling Tara’s body start to shake as another climax starts to work its way through her, she gently squeezes the witch between two fingers, making her scream as she comes. Feeling the aftershocks of the witches body spasm against hers, Faith turns her face into the witch’s neck, softly sucking the skin at the woman’s pulse point into her mouth. before sliding her hand down just a tiny bit further. Sliding two fingers deep into the witch, Faith pulls away groaning loudly at the ease with which her fingers slide in.

“Goddess, more.” Tara groans out pushing against the strong fingers of the slayer.

Faith grunts in agreement as she strokes the witch gently and on her next stroke, slides three fingers into the needy center. Burying her head against the witch’s shoulder, Faith starts an easy rhythm, occasionally pressing the heel of her hand against Tara’s clit.

Spreading her legs wider, Tara grasps the slayer’s hand and un-tucks the slayer’s pinky. “More, Faith.” She whimpers out.

Faith’s body jerks in response to Tara. “Are you sure?” She questions hoarsely and as Tara nods, Faith gently eases the fourth finger into the witch, groaning at the clenching around her fingers. Holding her hand still for the witch to get used to being so full, Faith growls as Tara grasps her hand, urging her to continue. Growling, Faith starts easing her fingers in and out of the witch, curling her middle two fingers to stroke over the sweet spot.

“Faster, Faith.” Tara cries out, her hips jumping up meeting each stroke of the slayer’s hand., unaware of the water splashing out of the tub at her exuberance. As Faith pushes into her faster, Tara’s head falls back against the slayer’s shoulder as she feels her insides clenching in response. “So…close….” Tara pants out, feeling her body coiling tighter than before, knowing she’s going to have an extremely powerful orgasm. “Oh, fucckkkkk!!” Tara cries out loudly jerking up into the slayer’s hand while holding it inside her as she screams out her release, her whole body stiff as a board.

“Damn.” Faith whispers as Tara explodes against her hand, feeling the warm flow of liquid coming out of the witch, Faith groans wishing she’d had the foresight to do this a different way, so she could be tasting the witch right now.

Clenching down hard on the pleasure giving fingers inside her, Tara can’t help but cry at the powerful release, feeling her insides shaking, she finally collapses back into the water, splashing more water out as she pants roughly. Releasing Faith’s hand, Tara groans as Faith eases her hand away from her and wraps it around her waist, holding her tightly. Unable to say anything, Tara runs her fingers over the slayer’s strong arms.

“You okay?” Faith questions in a sex roughened voice and at Tara’s nod, she grins. “Good. But we kinda need to add more hot water to the tub, it’s getting downright chilly and we still haven’t taken a bath.”

Tara groans quietly, closing her eyes.

“Or do you want to forget actually taking a bath, and let me dry you off and carry you to bed so you can sleep?” Faith offers placing gentle kisses on the witch wherever she can reach. Feeling the slight squeeze on her arm and Tara nodding, Faith chuckles quietly.

Gently easing up and out from under the witch, Faith keeps an arm around her as she steps out of the tub. Leaning over the side, she slides her other arm under the witch’s knees and lifts her gently from the tub. Holding her against her body, Faith nuzzles into her neck. Slowly easing her down the front of her body, Faith makes sure to hold on as she realizes Tara’s legs haven’t quite gotten to the point of being able to support her yet. Reaching for a towel, Faith gingerly wraps it around her witch, running her hands down the woman’s body to dry her off. Smirking, Faith rubs the front of her body against the towel around the witch to help her get partially dried off, before quickly picking her back up again and striding into the bedroom to ease the woman down on the bed. Taking the towel away from her, Faith haphazardly dries her own body before jogging into the bathroom and tossing the towel in the hamper, before letting the water out and turning out the light. Running back out to the bedroom, Faith shifts the covers down on the side and picks Tara up to place her on the sheets, quickly crawling in beside her and pulling the covers over both of them. Reaching out, Faith clicks off the lamp before wrapping both arms around the witch spooning her from behind.

“You?” Tara mutters, still not really having her voice back yet.

Knowing what Tara’s asking, Faith shakes her head and kisses her back. “I’m fine. Go to sleep, babe.”

“Love yu…” Tara whimpers quietly, still feeling the heaviness of the climax in her body.

“I love you too, babe.” Faith plasters herself tightly against the back of Tara, before slowly falling asleep after she hears the deep even breathes of the witch, signaling she’s fallen asleep.

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“Take care of yourself.” Tara murmurs gently hugging Willow.

Willow swallows and nods her head. “I will.” Pulling back, she wipes a tear away. Looking back at Faith, standing behind Tara she tilts her head. “Faith, can I speak with you for a moment?”

Faith clenches her jaw, thinking, before finally nodding her head. Turning on her heel, she walks partway down the block, Willow following quietly behind. Stopping, Faith turns, crossing her arms waiting for Willow to say what she has to say.

Willow glances up looking into the hard brown eyes staring back at her. Shivering slightly at the coldness in the gaze. Taking a deep breath, Willow makes herself keep eye contact with the slayer. “I want you to know I harbor no ill feelings towards you. I just want to say you obviously make her happy and thank you for that.” Willow hoarsely gets the words out. “I screwed up so bad, but I’ve never seen her happier.” Tears coming to her eyes, Willow looks away momentarily. “Not even with me. Take care of her and love her.” Willow turns to head back to the car, she makes two steps before she’s stopped by a gentle hand on her shoulder.

“I wanna thank you for not causing a scene.” Faith growls out quietly. “I don’t like what you did to her, but then again, I’ve done much worse to you guys.” Faith admits. “But I love her and I’ll do anything in my power to make her happy.”

“I don’t doubt that at all.” Willow murmurs. “You’re good for each other.” Willow turns back around and walks back to the car, leaving Faith staring after her surprised.

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Tara watches as Willow and Faith talk, glancing towards Buffy, as she wraps an arm around her shoulders, squeezing gently. “She’s okay, Tara.” Buffy whispers. “She was upset and hurting, but she’s getting there. She just wanted to tell Faith that she’s happy for you two.”

Tara nods and leans her head against Buffy. “How did things go with you and Angel?” Tara questions quietly still watching Faith.

“It went.” Buffy sighs quietly. “I wonder how things might have turned out if we’d known this back then.”

“It’s amazing the way things work around, isn‘t it?” Tara smiles softly as she watches Faith reach out and stop Willow, talking calmly to the redhead. “Me and Faith, you and Spike…” Tara glances to Buffy with a crooked grin.

Laughing quietly, Buffy nods her head. “I don’t know which is stranger.” Turning she wraps both arms around Tara and hugs her. “Take care of yourself. We’ll be back next week to pick up the brat.”

“Hey, I heard that!” Dawn grumbles walking over to Buffy from where she’d just finished hugging Xander.

Tara chuckles at the teen. “Being called a brat by Buffy is probably going to be mild to whatever Faith might call you this week.”

Dawn groans. “Don’t remind me.” Quickly hugging Buffy, she smiles softly as Willow comes up close, wrapping her arm around the thin witch, she hugs her gently. “Take care of yourself, Willow. I’ll see you next week.”

“Bye, Dawnie. Have a good time.” Willow whispers before pulling away. She turns and looks from Tara to Faith and nods her head, smiling before climbing into the car.

“Have a safe trip back, ya’ll.” Fred waves to Willow, smiling shyly.

“We will.” Willow grins briefly. “It was nice meeting you.”

“Same here.” Fred nods before heading back into the hotel.

Faith holds her hand out to Buffy, and chuckles as she grabs her in a quick bone-crushing hug before releasing her.

“Take care of Tara and my sister, Faith. If not, I’ll kick your ass.” Buffy growls out with narrowed eyes at the dark slayer.

Faith smirks before wrapping her arm around Tara’s waist, smiling as Tara hugs her in close to her side. “I don’t have much choice in the matter. Kinda got to take care of the witch, she‘s my life. Little D won‘t have a problem, we‘ll make sure she‘s taken care of.”

“We better head back before it gets much later.” Xander leans across Willow to call out the window. “I’m already going to be in deep doo-doo with Anya as it is.”

Buffy rolls her eyes. “See you next week. Be good Dawn.”

“She will be.” Tara smiles wrapping her other arm around Dawn’s shoulders. She watches as Buffy climbs into the back of the vehicle waving to them.

All three women wave as the car pulls away. “Well, what are you wanting to do while you’re here with us, Dawnie?” Tara questions, squeezing her gently.

“Just want to spend time with you.” Dawn tilts her head against Tara’s. “I’ve missed you.”

“You’ve missed the chocolate shake and movie dates.” Tara chuckles as the three turn to walk into the hotel.

“Maybe…” Dawn grins bouncing. “Do you think we might be able to do shakes?”

Tara laughs. “I’m sure it can be arranged.”

“Hey, I ain’t gotten no chocolate shakes.” Faith pouts looking at Tara.

“Goddess.” Tara groans out. “Let me check and see what I need to make some.”

Faith and Dawn look around Tara grinning at each other. “I’ll help.” Faith offers grinning.

“I need to unpack.” Dawn squeezes Tara gently before releasing her and running up the stairs.

Tara laughs quietly watching the teenager before turning a raised eyebrow to Faith. “You two going to gang up on me now?”

“Maybe.” Faith wiggles her eyebrows before tugging Tara towards the stairs leading to the kitchen. “Personally I want to kiss you silly in the kitchen. We got interrupted this morning.”

“Kiss me silly?” Tara raises an eyebrow, laughing as Faith picks her up carrying her down the stairs into the kitchen.

“Yes, kiss you silly.” Faith growls out sitting Tara on the prep table and quickly wedging her body between her legs, diving in for an extremely passionate, loving kiss. Groaning as she feels the witch’s hands grasping her head firmly as tongues battle each other for dominance.

Groaning as they break apart to breathe, Tara arches up into the slayer’s lips as they work their way down her neck. Wrapping her legs around the slayer’s waist, Tara pulls her in tight against her lower body, before urging the slayer back up for another heart melting kiss.

“Goddess, I love you.” Tara whimpers breathing heavily against the slayer’s shoulder.

Faith runs strong hands down the witch’s back, knowing how much she loves the firm stroking. “As I do you.” Faith murmurs kissing Tara’s head before running her hands down to her lower back, to cup her ass pulling her body tighter into hers.

“With Dawnie here we probably aren’t going to be able to sneak away during the day like before.” Tara nibbles gently on the slayer’s neck.

Faith growls quietly at the tender ministrations. “I guess that mean’s we gotta make up for it at night, huh?”

Tara chuckles before flicking her tongue over the slayer’s pulse point. “No sleep for us for the next week.”

Faith’s shoulders shake as she holds back her laughter. Clenching her fingers firmly into the witch’s ass cheeks, she pushes her body in harder against the witch, smiling at the loud groan and then grinding of her love.

“We better stop this before I take advantage of you right here and now.” Tara growls before nipping more firmly at the skin.

Faith growls deeply, pushing her neck into the witch’s mouth. “Harder.” Faith whimpers with desire as Tara bites down on the skin. “Oh, yeah.” Faith unconsciously grinds her lower body against Tara.

“Time for a little rougher treatment?” Tara growls out as she releases the skin, licking over the teeth marks.

“Yeah.” Faith admits, still feeling a little uncomfortable about asking Tara for this.

Tara, feeling Faith’s emotions, shakes her head frowning. Pulling back she looks into the slayer’s beautiful brown eyes. “Never feel bad about asking for something you need, love. I want to please you.” Tara leans in kissing Faith firmly before scraping her nails roughly down the slayer’s back, smiling into the kiss as Faith jerks and groans.

“God, I want to continue this…” Faith growls as she pulls out of the kiss looking upon Tara with dark lust filled eyes. “But I know it’s only a matter of time before we’re interrupted.”

Tara grins wickedly. “Let’s check out the ice cream.”

Faith frowns wondering what’s going through Tara’s mind before shrugging and carrying her to the walk in freezer, opening the door she sets the witch on the floor before flicking the light on. Turning in surprise as she hears the door shut, she’s attacked by teeth nipping at her lips and hands reaching up grasping her breasts and pinching her nipples roughly.

Tara smirks as she pushes the slayer back against the wall, quickly reaching down and unbuttoning the slayer’s jeans. Shoving them down, Tara slides a finger over the slayer’s lips, feeling the thick nectar oozing from the woman. Inhaling the musky aroma, Tara can’t wait and slides three finger deep into the slayer’s greedy center, biting down roughly on the side of Faith’s neck as she feels the ease with which her fingers slide in, quickly adding a fourth finger, she starts a rough fast pounding into the slayer.

Faith slams her head back against the wall, jerking her hips hard into the witch’s hand. “Fuck, yeah.” Faith whimpers at the rough treatment.

Tara slides down the slayer’s body, kneeling in front of the woman. Leaning in she captures the swollen muscle between her lips, sucking down roughly. Deciding to push the bounds of how far they’ve gone, she eases up on her hand’s movements, pulling her mouth away from the slayer as she hears the grunt of disapproval come from the slayer. “One moment, love.” Tara hoarsely calls out. Tucking her thumb in against her hand, squeezing her fingers together, Tara slowly eases it in the slayer.

Faith feels as Tara slides her hand into her needy body, when she realizes what she’s doing and it gets to the thickest part of her hand, she grasps the witch’s head between her two hands, arching her body. “Do it, God. Please.” Faith whimpers over and over again.

Tara leans in, resting her head against the slayer’s abdomen as she pushes the slightest bit more until her hand is all the way in the slayer’s body. Easing her hand into a fist, she smiles softly as Faith groans, pushing against the appendage in her body. Carefully pushing into the slayer to judge the distance, Tara groans as Faith’s muscles clamp down firmly on her hand. Unable to believe how it feels to be this intimately in the slayer, Tara takes deep calming breaths, before setting a smooth motion, stroking in the slayer.

“God, Tara!” Faith cries out quietly, pushing her body against the witch, wanting her to put more power behind her strokes. “Please, harder.” She whimpers, feeling her body coiling tighter with desire.

Tara bites down on the skin of the slayer’s abdomen before taking the slayer’s words to heart. Picking up the speed and power of her thrusts, she kisses her way down the slayer’s abdomen and scrapes her teeth over the swollen, distended muscle.

Faith screams Tara’s name as she feels her teeth on her sensitive flesh, her inner muscles clamping down on the hand inside her, as her body starts shaking before closing her eyes as she sees a starburst of colors exploding behind her closed eyelids.

Tara groans as her lover’s orgasm works down their connection into her body, causing her to climax in response. “Shit!” Tara cries out quietly, panting heavily. After long moments, she slowly eases her hand out from inside the dazed slayer, smiling as she sees the steam coming from the slayer’s body, caused by them being in the freezer. Slowly standing she slides the slayer’s pants up and buttons them. Smirking at her own saturated hand and arm.

Stroking the slayer’s cheek with her other hand, she brushes a feather light kiss across the panting mouth. Watching the breaths coalesce into a mist. “You okay, love?” Tara questions quietly.

Faith slowly opens her dazed eyes and nods her head. Leaning into Tara she kisses her lovingly. “That was absolutely unbelievable.”

Smiling softly Tara wraps her arms around the slayer hugging her tightly to her. “So that would be a do again?”

“Fuck, yeah!” Faith growls holding Tara. “Should we check the ice cream while we’re in here?”

Tara chuckles and nods her head. “Might be a good idea.” Squeezing one last time, Tara pulls back and looks at the ice cream. “We probably have enough for a couple shake fests. We’ll need to run to the store in a couple days for some more.” Tara turns back, smiling at her lover, who finally is pulling her body away from the side of the freezer. “Let’s get you out of here. It probably isn’t good for you to be in this freezing environment after getting all hot and sweaty.”

Faith grins at her lover. “Yeah, but when I got all hot and sweaty in the freezing environment, doesn’t that make it okay?”

“No.” Tara frowns at Faith. “Come on.” Tara grabs her hand as she opens the freezer door pulling Faith behind her. Stopping at the sink, Tara washes her hands before turning her gaze on Faith. “You’re going to need to change, love.”

Faith nods her head looking down at her clothes. “I love it when you get all take charge and fuck me silly, but it always seems like laundry ends up having to be done afterwards.” Faith looks back up smirking at Tara.

Shrugging her shoulders, Tara’s eyes twinkle. “You could always run around naked all the time. It would cut down on the laundry.”

Faith’s eyebrow lifts in consideration. “That can be arranged, you know.” Faith raises her hands to her shirt, like she’s actually going to take it off, before laughing as Tara stops her.

“Doesn’t mean do it, love.” Tara whispers in her ear before kissing her on the cheek. “You go get changed and I’ll check in on Dawnie.”

“’Kay.” Faith agrees, smiling as she follows Tara’s swaying hips out of the kitchen.

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