The Courtship of Buffy Summers

The blonde moans quietly and holds her breath to stop herself from getting loader. Her tongue passionately battles with the other for dominance, and the heat between her legs is starting to grow hotter then she’s ever felt before. Her stomach muscles tense when she feels a hand softly caress her thigh. ‘This would be romantic,’ she thinks and gently pushes the hand away. ‘If we weren’t in the back of Faith’s truck.’ She pulls out of the kiss and sucks in a deep breath of the sweet oxygen her lungs have been screaming for.


She looks into Faith’s eyes as both girls pant from the steamy make-out session. ‘She’s so beautiful,’ the blonde thinks as she slowly rubs Faith’s bottom lip with her thumb. She smiles when she feels Faith’s very persistent hand moving a little higher up her thigh. ‘I told her I’d never give it up in her truck, and I’m not going to. If we were somewhere else I’d seriously consider it. Why can’t we go somewhere else? Oh right, because Dawn’s at the house and Faith’s foster mom is always home.’


“Faith,” the blonde girl whispers and inhales a deep breath. ‘Come on, don’t be so afraid. You can do this. Just tell her.’ “Faith, I love you.” She holds her breath and most of her muscles involuntarily tense up. That’s the first time the L word has ever been uttered. They’ve been dating long enough that the word was bound to come up. ‘I just didn’t think I’d say it first,’ she thinks and waits for any type of response.


She watches as Faith’s expression changes from a wild, lustful look, to a look of shock and panic. ‘Oh God, she doesn’t love me? But lately she’s been a lot more...affectionate even in front of her friends and she wouldn’t even hold my hand in front of them before. I thought that was just her way of saying it. I’m such a fool.’ She sits up straight, and pushes the brunette off of her in the process. She starts to crawl towards the tailgate of the truck and fights to hold her emotions back. That seems to snap the other girl out of the trance like state she was in.


“Buffy wait,” she says, sounding panicked and she grabs onto the blonde’s arm. Buffy struggles and tries to get away. She feels completely rejected and humiliated and she just wants to go home so she can hide away and cry. She pushes at Faith, and makes this strange noise in the back of her throat, and the brunette just knows it’s from holding back a sob. “Buffy stop. Would you just listen to me? Please?” The blonde looks over at the desperate girl with tears in her eyes. It’s hard to tell Faith’s expression through the blur caused by her tears, but she can hear the desperation in the other girl’s voice.


“Faith just let me go, please.” Seeing the blonde like this is upsetting and watching her about to cry is ripping Faith’s intestines out, metaphorically speaking. She gives the blonde a pleading look, and Buffy sighs, and quickly wipes away her tears. “Fine, I’ll listen.” She stops struggling and sits down facing the other girl. Faith eases her grip on the blonde’s arm and prays there won’t be bruises there tomorrow. Buffy pulls her knees up to her chest, and hugs her legs. She’s feeling too emotionally vulnerable to sit like she normally would.


“Buffy if I say it back right now it’ll just be because you said it first. When I say those words to you I want to mean it.” She gently caresses the blonde’s cheek. She wants to kiss her but she knows better then to press her luck. “You just have to give me some more time, but I will feel it.” She wipes away the tears that have fallen from the other girl’s hazel eyes. There’s silence between them for a few moments as the blonde thinks about what the other girl said. ‘If she doesn’t mean it then I don’t want her to say it. I don’t want her to lie to me just to make me feel better.’


“I’m sorry,” the blonde says and sniffles. “I feel so stupid for crying.” She looks away from the brunette and sighs a little frustrated sigh. Not only does she still feel a little rejected, but she’s very worked up. For the last two and a half months they’ve been teasing each other, only providing oral pleasure when the pressure becomes unbearable. But for the blonde it’s never enough. She wants more, but she’s not about to give her virginity to someone who doesn’t love her.


“Don’t feel stupid. It’s my fault for just staring at you like an idiot,” the brunette says and smiles a dimple filled smile. She knows that Buffy loves her dimples and they’ve gotten her out of the dog house many times. Buffy smiles and gently presses her lips against Faith’s. ‘Yeah, it’s called kissing. Why couldn’t you just have said ‘and gently kisses Faith’s soft and irresistible lips’? The way you said it is stupid.’ She lowers her legs from her chest so she can get closer to the other girl.


“Baby,” Faith moans out and rubs the blonde’s thigh with a little more pressure then before. She’s trying to be gentle, but she’s having a very difficult time controlling herself. “B, I wanna taste you.” She kisses the blonde a lot deeper then before and tries to unbutton her jeans, but the blonde doesn’t want to cooperate. She pushes the hand away, and tries not to smile at the look in Faith’s eyes. “Please?” she asks and flashes her dashing dimples.


“Excuse me?” she asks and acts offended. Faith is too worked up at the moment to really pay attention, and she tries to kiss the blonde again, but that doesn’t happen either. “Faith, if I remember right you went down on me the other day. So it’s my turn.” She smiles a very devilish smile and gently pushes the slightly taller girl onto her back. “Stay here, I’ll be back when you come.” Even though she’s acting very confident on the outside that isn’t the case on the inside. She’s never gone down on a girl before and she’s very nervous.


She slowly unbuttons Faith’s jeans, and she looks up at the girl she’s fallen for. She smiles when she sees Faith watching her, and she fights to keep the nervousness, and uncertainty at bay. ‘Just because I don’t really know what I’m doing doesn’t mean she has to know I don’t know what I’m doing. I want her to enjoy this, not feel guilty or something.’ She slowly slides the tight denim down the other’s girl’s silky legs and her eyes widen a little. ‘She’s not wearing any underwear, and she’s completely shaven. Maybe I should do that for her.’


“Take your time, B,” the brunette says when she sees the blonde looking a little shocked. ‘She looks so damn cute right now.’ “Don’t do anything you don’t want to.” The blonde nods her head and then settles into a comfortable position between the other girl’s legs. ‘Ok, just remember the anatomy lesson Faith gave you. I can’t remember what she said I was too focused on what she was doing.’


“I want to do this,” she says and gently pushes Faith’s legs wider apart. “Just tell me if I do anything wrong.” She can see all of Faith now. She’s so turned on and wet that the moisture is starting to run down her ass cheeks and onto the blanket below her. ‘Jeez, she’s so worked up. I do that to her?’ She leans forward and gently runs the tip of her tongue over the slick folds. It causes the brunette to quietly moan, and the blonde smiles.


‘Ok, so far so good,’ she thinks as she uses her fingers to gently spread the nether lips apart. ‘Nether lips? You’re serious? Oh well, it doesn’t matter. I just want to make her feel good.’ She starts to lick up all the of the musky, slightly salty tasting wetness and she feels Faith tense up. ‘Is that good or bad?’ She keeps doing it because she isn’t exactly sure what she’s doing. She tries to remember exactly what Faith does to her, but she tries to mimic it.


“Oh God, Buffy, right there,” the brunette moans out. Buffy runs her tongue over the other girl’s clit again and it makes Faith moan very loudly. She continues to play with the bundle of nerves, and she suppresses a smile when she feels the brunette wrap her legs around the blonde’s shoulders. She starts to suck on the throbbing muscle and it makes Faith moan loudly and start to thrust her hips towards the blonde’s face.


The delicious sounds that Faith is making spurs the blonde on, and she starts to suck a little more enthusiastically. She isn’t afraid of doing something wrong anymore. She stops her slow torture, and pulls back a little so she can get a better look at the other girl. There’s so much moisture, and Buffy wants to eat it all up. She looks up at the brunette and smiles a little at the look on Faith’s half. It’s a cross between pleasure and pain. Pleasure from what the blonde girl was doing to her, and pain because she stopped.


“You can stop if you want to,” the brunette gets out between pants. Her voice is huskier then normal, and the words sound strained like she had to force them out. The blonde shakes her head no and softly teases the other girl’s entrance with her tongue. The brunette moans loudly and her head rolls back against the blanket. ‘I guess she likes that.’ The blonde decides to try something that Faith has never done to her before. She pushes her tongue passed the slick entrance and into the other girl.


“Oh God, oh fuck, Buffy,” Faith moans out and her hips start to slowly grind downward. She tries to build up a rhythm but then the blonde pulls her tongue out and Faith feels empty. The brunette groans in frustration and looks down at the blonde girl between her legs. “Please do that again.” She watches as the blonde girl nods her head and then starts to softly tease her entrance again. The sensation almost causes Faith to come right then.


Buffy isn’t too sure what Faith wants her to do. She gives up her teasing and pushes her tongue inside the girl again. She’s starting to get a little dizzy because of all the thrusting, but she isn’t going to stop until Faith comes. Then she remembers something that the brunette did before that caused the blonde to scream out loud while she came. ‘I hope she likes this as much as I did,’ she thinks and starts to hum.


Faith loses it right there. She was trying to hold out for as long as she could but it’s been so long since someone else has touched her, and she can’t stop it as her orgasm rips through her body. She involuntarily lets out a little squeak and then the molten hot come floods out of her and Buffy is there to clean up the mess.


“Oh God, oh God, oh God, oh God, yes!” Faith yells out and her toes curl up, and she grips the blanket as hard as she can. It takes several minutes to come down from the high, and when she does she has a smile plastered on her face. She opens her eyes and sees the blonde laying next to her, propped up on an elbow and watching her intently. She doesn’t know what to say, she’s never been very good at the pillow talk, and even then it was only with Anna. She never let any other person stick around long enough to have pillow talk.


“Was I good?” Buffy asks, feeling a little insecure even though the look on Faith’s face is telling her she doesn’t have anything to worry about. The brunette starts to laugh and it makes Buffy feel even worst. ‘Why is she laughing at me? Was I that bad? But I made her come, so what did I do wrong?’ She tries to sit up but the brunette grabs onto her arm and gently pulls her closer.


“I’m sorry, I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to laugh. That felt so fuckin good, B. You felt so good,” she says and gently presses her lips against the other girl’s. She can taste herself on the to her girl, but it doesn’t bother her at all. She’s used to it. ‘I don’t think that’s why I don’t care. I think it’s because I’m kissing Buffy. As long as I can kiss her I don’t care what she tastes like. Wait a minute. When did I turn into pussy?’ When you started eating Buffy’s. ‘Oh, right.’


“I’m glad it was good. I was so nervous, and I wasn’t sure what I was doing,” she babbles a little and smiles when Faith takes a hold of one of her hands. ‘She is just so sweet. Was she always like this or has she changed because of me? Either way I don’t care, because she is just so sweet.’


“Trust me, I couldn’t tell. You’re a natural,” Faith says with a smile, and she chuckles a little bit. After a minute or two she quiets down, and she looks into Buffy’s eyes. She isn’t as relaxed as she was before, though. Buffy was nervous about the sex stuff, but now Faith is the nervous one. She isn’t used to the talking thing, and she doesn’t know what to say or do. ‘Does she want me to hold her? Does she want me to talk or just listen? Why does this have to be so complicated?’


“I love you so much, Faith,” Buffy says and cuddles up next to the brunette. ‘I know I probably shouldn’t say it because she doesn’t love me, but she will. Just because she doesn’t love me, that doesn’t mean I can’t tell her how I feel.’ She smiles a little when the brunette doesn’t get uncomfortable. She doesn’t tense up, or try to run away. She just lays there, and gently rubs the back of Buffy’s hand with her thumb. ‘God, I love her so much.’