New Desires
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-Buffy the Vampire Slayer › FemmeSlash - Female/Female › Buffy/Faith
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Category:
-Buffy the Vampire Slayer › FemmeSlash - Female/Female › Buffy/Faith
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
24
Views:
28,334
Reviews:
18
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
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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.
Candle Wax
Chapter Fifteen: Candle Wax
Faith arched her back up as the hot wax dripped a squiggled pattern onto her belly button.
“Ahhh,” she hissed.
Buffy smiled as the wax began to harden. She slid her hands up Faith’s hips, her fingers inching closer and closer to her belly button. Her short nails gently peeled the cool wax away while the candle was left burning and dripping on the table. Buffy lowered her head, her lips caressing the still warm spot on Faith’s belly. Faith’s slender fingers tangled in the blonde locks.
“My Faith, my sweet, dark Faith,” Buffy whispered against her bare skin as her wet lips brushed against Faith’s pubic bone.
Faith’s tongue darted out to wet her own lips while Buffy’s warm mouth lowered its way down her body. The soft moans started as Buffy’s tongue darted at Faith’s opening, teasing the poor brunette into an insane state of wetness.
“B,” she moaned, yanking on those soft blonde strands to urge her further along.
Buffy’s tongue paused its ministrations for a second, making Faith whimper at the loss of contact. The whimper caught in her throat turned into a loud moan as the blonde’s tongue plunged in without warning. The sweet pleasure was building up in Faith’s body and Buffy’s fingers were creeping up her thighs, spreading her folds apart in search of the hidden, little bud. The slightly rough pad of finger circled around the bundle of nerves, bringing her closer and closer to sweet release.
Faith arched her back up as the hot wax dripped a squiggled pattern onto her belly button.
“Ahhh,” she hissed.
Buffy smiled as the wax began to harden. She slid her hands up Faith’s hips, her fingers inching closer and closer to her belly button. Her short nails gently peeled the cool wax away while the candle was left burning and dripping on the table. Buffy lowered her head, her lips caressing the still warm spot on Faith’s belly. Faith’s slender fingers tangled in the blonde locks.
“My Faith, my sweet, dark Faith,” Buffy whispered against her bare skin as her wet lips brushed against Faith’s pubic bone.
Faith’s tongue darted out to wet her own lips while Buffy’s warm mouth lowered its way down her body. The soft moans started as Buffy’s tongue darted at Faith’s opening, teasing the poor brunette into an insane state of wetness.
“B,” she moaned, yanking on those soft blonde strands to urge her further along.
Buffy’s tongue paused its ministrations for a second, making Faith whimper at the loss of contact. The whimper caught in her throat turned into a loud moan as the blonde’s tongue plunged in without warning. The sweet pleasure was building up in Faith’s body and Buffy’s fingers were creeping up her thighs, spreading her folds apart in search of the hidden, little bud. The slightly rough pad of finger circled around the bundle of nerves, bringing her closer and closer to sweet release.